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May. 9th, 2017


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That was quite an experience, though it allowed me to work with my biotics that have crossed over from the dreams. It felt damn good to let loose.

After all that excitement, if people wish to unwind and as a reminder, my club Afterlife is having its grand opening this weekend. If you're at least 18, it gets you into the club. There will be music all weekend. If you're 21, you can get into the other part of the club, the strip club. Bars are fully stocked, there will be plenty of alcohol to go around. And then some. It first opens on Friday, the the grand opening extravaganza lasts all weekend.

Apr. 3rd, 2017


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Dreamed again. Seemed to pick up a buncha years after some of my last ones. Not the same universe where I died, that other one.

But looking like it's headed that way, since my powers ain't working so good there. Something is really wrong with Chuck too

Mar. 7th, 2017


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Out of everything that carries over from these dreams, please tell me pregnancy is not one of them.

Feb. 16th, 2017


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Wow, I haven't posted here in a long time. I've been Dreaming regularly enough. No change there. It's been a while since I've gotten anything from them, but this morning there was a weird placard on my coffee table. I remember picking it up in the Subway way back when I was Dreaming about being there. I have no idea what the hell I'm supposed to do with it.

Jan. 19th, 2017


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had a cocktail waitress at work show up after days gone missing swearing up and down she tried getting her nips pierced in an alley and then got abducted by someone who wanted to take her kidneys.

this is why you piss off from hardcore drugs, kids. that's revy's post for the 2017. done.

oh, and after the hundredth goddamn time i passed my GED. shit was hard for someone who started basic education in her late twenties but whatever, i'll boast however i want and celebrate with barrells of rum. maybe i'll get something that's better than a) editing sex tapes or b) kicking people out of strip clubs for asinine behavior, but probably not. it's the jobs with that little bit of shame that more fun and pay better.

Oct. 5th, 2016


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I figured out where that doll the Dreams gave me came from, and I can't say as though I like it.

Still Dreaming that I'm in the Otherworld version of my apartment building. You know, I lived here for two years, it shouldn't be this hard to navigate. Of course, it would help if there weren't wire walls here that aren't there in the real world. I did discover that if I stick pieces of paper under the door to my apartment, when I return through the hole, they're there with notes written on them from someone named Joseph.

Aug. 22nd, 2016


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OMG! I have had the best few days!

Cut for length. Various selfies unfortunately no manips )

Aug. 18th, 2016


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You ever have one of those months where you completely forget it's your birthday until you get to work and someone smashes a plate of shaving cream in your face?

Aug. 9th, 2016


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Last "gift" my Dreams gave me was an ax. Which is pretty damn useful. This morning I woke up and found a couple of white candles sitting on my coffee table. What am I supposed to do with these?

Jun. 3rd, 2016


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Looks like Gattolotto is just as good at helping with getting dumped here as she is in the dreams. Woke up this morning and she'd even started budding.

Cut for image )

She hasn't looked so good since she came through the dreams. Maybe I'll actually get to see her bloom this time around.

Jun. 2nd, 2016


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My brother and his friend dream of magic, swordplay, and dragons. I, on the other hand, get to dream of being eight years old and watching the midwife deliver my little brothers.

If my dreams consist of nothing but rubbing the feet of newborn children all night, I will scream.

May. 9th, 2016


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I've done a lot of and been a part of a lot of weird stuff since signing on to this network. I mean a lot of weird stuff. I was a photographer for a wedding that literally took place in space I've had monsters, ghosts and people stick their hands in my chest on several occasions (I do not understand this obsession). My apartment is officially haunted and I've been turned into a demon horse.

Still, the weirdest thing that I have witnessed by far is my mentor and captain literally rising from the dead.

That's it. I'm done. I have officially seen it all.


Welcome back, Captain.

May. 2nd, 2016


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Most of the classes I'm going to be teaching nights starting this month, part of one NAMI's programs and focusing on family members who have an adult relative living with mental illness, are all full which I'm glad to see. But I thought I'd also mention one of the behavioral health conferences coming up - for all members of the community, and there will be information on patient rights and also the variety of behavioral health resources in the OC. May 18th, in Santa Ana.

On the dream front, it's looking pretty...dire. I'm not so sure I'm even going to make it to the end of our adventures due to the fact that my own arm is trying to kill me. We've done a lot of traveling to lend a hand where needed, which helps with building alliances. The Emerald Graves are beautiful in a tragic way, so very green, but we nearly got stampeded by herds of aggressive druffalo and ganged up on by tribes of giants. Most of the battles consisted of them swinging their arms, knocking Blackwall back, and stomping in the dirt.

He just kept coming though. Maker bless him. I miss that bearded grizzly.

I also knew I needed my very own Judgment Throne for my living room, and was so glad when it appeared there. That was sarcasm, by the way. This thing is atrociously ugly.

Apr. 16th, 2016


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Someone suggested I should sign up here. Why not? I'm Cloud.

Mar. 18th, 2016


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Cut for possibly disturbing imagery involving grave and body desecration. )

Mar. 15th, 2016


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I came home after work today to find my windows rattling. Like really rattling. Like earth quake style rattling. I thought it was an earth quake at first, but nothing else in my apartment was rattling or falling over or whatever. Also, I don't think earth quakes last for fifteen minutes. Do they?

Mar. 5th, 2016


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language and triggery content )

Jan. 3rd, 2016


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Disclaimer: I've been given permission to post this, so, no ass-kicking should be in store for me.

It might be old news by now, or boring news because it's not as exciting as dream talk, but this is pretty much a GPOY when Emma told me we were adding to our already somewhat dysfunctional and loving family:

cut for gif )

Early July will be upon us soon, and I've been reading a lot of Buzzfeed parenting lols to prepare myself.

Anyway, I guess I could talk about 'the dreams' but no one wants to hear about Lumière the actual talking candle.

Jan. 2nd, 2016


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New year, new round of weird dreams.

That hole in my bathroom got bigger after Cynthia died. You'd think after that entire experience I'd stay out of it. Nope! I crawl through it again. Instead of going back to the abandoned subway, I wake up lying in the middle of this random walking path in some Forrest somewhere.

At least I'm outside now, but it doesn't seem as if I can leave the forest. There are chainlink fences all over the place. I don't know if their there to keep me in or other things out.

Dec. 13th, 2015


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In my dreams I went back to the subway to get Cynthia and I found that I could go back and forth between that world and my apartment pretty much at will through the portal holes around the subway station and the hole in my bathroom. Navigating the subway station is a pain in the ass, though. I have a map (somehow) and it helps a little bit. Sort of. Probably would help more if we weren't being chased all over the place.

First off its those damn sniffer dogs. They just kind of wander around making weird yipping noises and when they see us, they attack. But at least I can fight those (I do, Cynthia doesn't). I can't fight the ghosts that are flying around and moaning in my ears. Whenever they get too close I feel sick, my head hurts and I can't seem to move fast enough.

And I have all these puzzles I have to figure out. Like finding some kind of handle for the conductor car of one of the trains in order to get some crummy subway token. I keep hoping I'll solve the next puzzle and we can leave. I'm starting to think that's not going to be the case.

Also, I woke up this morning and found a red book in my living room:

Red Scrap Book (SFW, veiwable by all) )

This book is in my dream apartment and everytime I come back to the apartment I go and look through it for some reason. I'm not really sure why I do that either.

Nov. 3rd, 2015


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I got fired today.

Turning into a demon horse apparently isn't a viable reason for missing work.

Sep. 21st, 2015


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the fuuuuuck. this whole dreamshit is on fucking speed right now. nazis, dead bodies everywhere, public shootings, getting a pizza thrown in my face by some dipshit kid that we kidnapped and the spanish maid that has a machine gun disguised as an umbrella that shoots up my favorite watering hole ever.

i hope i kill the bitch.

also there's a grenade launcher on my bed that i didn't obtain illegally, or legally, or at all. it fucking world traveled, so come the fuck on, next spider that emerges from the pacific.

Sep. 7th, 2015


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This place is like the biggest freaking asshole ever. How is it that 1. I'm officially nocturnal, 2. I can't go out in the daytime without shriveling up and dying (seriously, already tried that one with a fancy ring), and 3. My tribal tattoos just randomly appeared and yet none of my tribe's magic has touched me at all? Like, I can't do shit. Come on, Orange County.

It's reaaaaaally lonely when you have 3959294 hours to kill during the night but luckily I still have my night job. I'm just not dancing anymore, I'm managing the club. Before you ask, no, it's not really all that great to look at tits and asses constantly and I was making more dancing than I am running the place.

Vlad )

Sep. 2nd, 2015


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Good Morning.

My name is Henry. I’ve been in the Orange County area for a little while now, but this is the first time I’ve tried social networking. I hadn’t even heard of this site until I did a network search just now. A lot of people seem to be here, so I thought I’d give it a try.

I’m a photographer currently working for [name of company], but I also do freelance work. I’m actually looking for more freelance work.

I do weddings, parties, prom, graduation, anything. If you’re interested, or know someone who is, please let me know.

Aug. 23rd, 2015


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Fuck.

I'm sorry. I really am.

Aug. 15th, 2015


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Well, I'm glad my birthday was a success yesterday even if today's a fucking shit show.

Chris was a little shit the entire drive up to summer camp. Hopefully two weeks at camp will smarten him up.


Oh, and my Dreams continue to be fucked up. Turns out this serial killer woman from a while back, Norma, who pretended to be a vampire during her murders and pretended to be an FBI agent as we were investigating said murders was, actually, a vampire. Go fucking figure. And now I think I am too?

Anyone have any first hand experience with this sorta thing? The fuck am I supposed to do?


((OOC: for those of you who have stuff to do with Chris and never heard of summer camp, let's just pretend that Leon's mentioned it in conversations or whatnot and that this wasn't something I decided last night Har Har Har))

Aug. 11th, 2015


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Note to self: Next time I rescue D from terrorists, I should have a plan other than barging in through the front door with my handgun, yelling for everyone to put their hands up. That's a really good way to get six assault rifles pointed at me.

So yeah. In my dreams, D and I got kidnapped by terrorists, and we were supposed to find the lost treasure of El Dorado for them. Then we found it. And it was a bunch of fucking gold fish. Not like koi fish or whatever goldfish actually are, but this extinct species named the Titicaca (hehehe, titicaca) Orestias. It would have been fucking hilarious if I hadn't been so sure we were going to die. But hey, at least I got some fucking newspaper clippings to commemorate the time I got kidnapped by terrorists, whisked away to South America, discovered an extinct species, and then got yelled at by my boss.

Does anyone know how the fuck I'm supposed to explain these handcuff wounds on my wrists to my coworkers?

Aug. 9th, 2015


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so there's this badass place in these stupid dreams somewhere in thailand (yeah, joined the crazy club, fuck you bitches) called roanupar and it's amazing. there's some crazy ass russian lady who's old military with part of the mafia, practically runs the place (and a hotel, and a porn business), and then there's a church with badass nuns that run a weapon smuggling ring (what the hell even).

and i'm basically a modern day pirate or something. even got customized guns with jollyrogers on 'em, and i don't think i've ever been this in love before with any firearm ever.

i want a goddamn boat.

Aug. 3rd, 2015


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Oh my god. What in the actual hell happened to my reflection?!

How does a reflection just disappear? How do you not have one?! I can't even Google 'why the fuck don't I have a reflection' because that just doesn't happen.



EDIT:

Okay, I googled it and I'm either a vampire or a ghost. Or I don't exist and am typing this from some existential plane. Still. Really not amusing.

Totally got a wallet's worth of rupees though. Not the Sri Lankan currency, unfortunately, more like various colored gems. So I guess that means overall it's useless, much like having no reflection and my eyeliner looks like crap today.

Aug. 1st, 2015


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First time in a long while that a day feels like it ain't bad.

Jul. 27th, 2015


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I got irrationally pissed off at a store for not having red velvet oreos on Lina's behalf. heh

Jul. 15th, 2015


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I had been sitting here imagining finding whoever stole my Stella and beating them into a bloody pulp if they damaged her before arresting them. Not that I'd actually fucking do it but it's nice to imagine.

And then I logged on here and found out that even buildings have gone missing. Surprisingly, I am not comforted by the fact that my car may have disappeared into the ether instead of just being fucking stolen by some punk.

I am so fucking sick of this place.

Jul. 12th, 2015


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So I decided to put up some money and take an honest to god surfing lesson so the next time I'm out on the water I don't accidentally drown myself. Lesson was supposed to be this morning. However, no sooner do we get in wetsuits and out to the beach when dark as shit clouds roll in like a typhoon's headed our way. The instructor decided to err on the side of caution and cancelled class.

What gives? There was no forecast for storms today, was there? I mean, this is sunny California. What the fuck happened to the sun?!

Jul. 11th, 2015


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so this place's last spider epidemic inspired the most recent monster porn. and lucky me, guess who's stuck editing it?

people are fucked up.

Jul. 7th, 2015


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Managed to survive the 4th alright. Since this is the first time in a long time I've been a civilian during the 4th, I wasn't really all that sure how I'd do with fireworks, firecrackers and the errant handgun going off in celebration. Nor was I sure how well I'd do in large crowds of unpredictable people I didn't know.

I am pleased to report that even though the louder fireworks made me jump, there was nothing really triggering about them, which I'm happy about. I loved this holiday as a kid; the parades, the cook-outs and barbecues, the fireworks, everything about it is what makes summer summer for me. Knowing that I can still enjoy fireworks is something of a relief.

Still not sure about the crowds though. I entertained the idea of going out and watching a parade, but couldn't quite get up the nerve. Too many people packed too close together, I guess. I'm going to work on getting over that, because I would like to see a parade, dammit. Its just going to take more practice, more forced going outside to places people gather like....I don't know...shopping malls, I guess? People gather there, right?

I am a little relieved that I wasn't the only one around here a little uneasy about the 4th and all that comes with it. For those who had a good time, I'm glad. For those who chose to avoid it like I did, I hope you came out safe in the end.

Jul. 6th, 2015


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Look at this guy, hamming it up for the camera.

So there is a lot of massacring and killing in my dreams. Not like horror story kind, just the usual "we want to kill all the Romans" kind. For some reason we decided it'd be great to march our asses along the south, attacking villas, looking for one woman. Which is stupid, when the entire Roman army is after you. We've split up now. A bunch of them are clearly suicidal and are going to try and free this one woman, while I lead the rest toward better chance of safety.

But in one villa we found this body slave. And he's a little shit but fuck me if I don't think he's beautiful. He's got too good a soul. He favours suicide missions, too, so I don't think I'll see him again.

Jul. 4th, 2015


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HAPPY INDEPENDANCE DAYY!!!

CVhris is spending the weekend with soem friends this weekend so I've got the whole weekend to celebrate THE GREATEST HOLIDAY OF ALL TIMEL.

Happy Ameri9ca Day, fuckers!

In my dreams theres apparently this country called Femen (which I can only assume must be filled with topless feminsts. or isn't filled. I don't know. I thihjnk it's supposed to be around Egypt or something).

Tehy've got this cat that wears this stupdi fucking necklace, and they have the cat pick the next king by whoever it liks best. I bet the crown prince got the titel by stuffing fucking tuna down his pants. really not the best system of governemnt I've ever heard of. And then the cat went missing and they got most of the entire LAPD to hunt this fucking thing down. As if I don't have murders and shit to solve.

SO CONGRATS AMERICA. GREATEST COUNTRY IN THE WORLD. FOR NOT MAKING SOME FUCKIN FELINE CHOOSE THE NEXDT KING.

Presuident.

Whatever.

Jul. 3rd, 2015


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'reputable bars' are a crock of shit. you get people drunk, what the fuck do you think is going to happen?

this place has too many goddamn hippies. quit your vegan horseshit and eat some bacon, you'll feel better.

(ooc: lots of bad language in comments, sorry!)