4bidden Social

TYPE: Blog
WHO: Public
WHEN: Week 12; Sunday

Given that the unpacking is largely done, and the weather insists on taking a turn for the frigid, I can't help but think that this would the perfect time to make Sıcak Şarap.

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Week 12; Monday, evening]

I'm stuck with a terrifying Romanian princess.

Type: Blog
Who: Public
When: Week 11; Wednesday, afternoon

This one is attempting to learn more about these computer devices. Please forgive me. I have never taken the time to acquaint myself with technology, and I am afraid the learning process is a slow one, that it is. However, please accept this attempt to practice. Criticism and advice is very much appreciated.

My name is Himura Kenshin. I am honored to meet all of you, although this is hardly the means I would typically utilize to do so. I see many people use this space to converse or to reveal pictures of themselves. I am unsure of how to do so, so I will resolve to written conversation right now.

I thank all who read this for your time.

What: BLOG
Who: Mac and OPEN
When: Week 11 - Tuesday Afternoon


This cold weather has me craving Carne Guisada, but I have yet to find a GOOD Mexican restaurant on this island. I could also use some Mexican hot chocolate, but yet again, no good restaurants, nor anything in the supermarkets. Molesto! Quiero que New York.

Type: Blog
Who: Public
When: Week 10; Monday, afternoon.

Friends, please forgive this lateness. I have returned to our part of the world safely. I have been back for a bit, however I was rather distracted as you can imagine. Suddenly being without my gifts, I was not feeling well enough to comment on being returned. But now that I feel safe in my own skin once more, here I am.

How has everyone fared in that week of oddity?

[Week 10; Sunday afternoon]
Type: Blog - OPEN but closed to Michael Meru and Ripper Giles


Okay, the holidays are fast approaching and I find myself in new territory. I am able to choose what to wear on Christmas and New Year's. Instead of having my outfits picked out for me, or being physically unable to go anywhere during the holidays, I am free of my past and now allowed my own will back. But I have a problem: I don't know what to wear.

I wouldn't normally be asking for assistance on a forum such as this, but I have two very important people in my life that I want to impress and make proud. I want to be beautiful for them. So I am asking for some help and advice.

Should I wear something to the knee, or full length? Red? Black? Other? Hair up or down? And to be honest, I don't really know much about make-up either.

Type: Blog
Who: Dante and open to all
When: Week 10: Tuesday afternoon

Guess who's back, bitches! Me! That's who! And I'm so glad we missed that little, yet extremely funny, fiasco that was last week. Tour was awesome, as normal, fans were crazy, as usual, bands pranks were FUCKING EPIC! But the cherry on top of it all was Keara. To be more specific, Keara bitch-slapping a fucking annoying fan-girl whom I couldn't seem to get rid of for the life of me.

Yes, ladies and gentleman, my hard-working, quick adapting, were-fox slave bitch slapped some cunt while we were stopped for a show in Seattle. It was fucking priceless! And I really wish I had got it on camera! This twit wouldn't leave me or any of the guys alone, to include Sonny (my other slave) as she pestered us for "insight" into the bands. We were fucking unloading equipment, speakers, amps, etc... and she was fucking following us back and forth between the trailer and the venue. Her hormones were disgusting to smell, and even after we all were polite and told her to go away, she fucking persisted! So, without a word, I just see red hair flash by me, a hand come up and swiftly across the other girl's face, and heard a delightful smack as well a growl from my protective companion, and then the twit was in pure shock. Seriously, I don't think her eyes could have gotten any wider. The bitch demanded I punish her, and simply said, "Why? She's doing her job." The twit proceeded to scream at me, "AND WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!"

I just grinned and said, "Security." Bitch stomped the fuck out and didn't come back. If it was possible, I would have died laughing at the entire situation, just fucking priceless.

So, that's how tour went, how were things here? How was being human? Sorry we couldn't be a part of it with you, but no worries, I was laughing at you all from the mainland all the same.

{Type} Blog post
{Status} Open to all
{Date} Week #10, Tuesday, early afternoon


I got my tree. Now to go buy some lights and string them up. Klaus, would you care to join me? I could use the company.

{Type} Blog post
{Status} Open to all
{Date} Week #10, Tuesday, early afternoon


How did I not know about this??! I found it down a very seedy street in Jannati.

( The pizza was GOOD too. )

{Type} Blog Post
{Status} Open to all
{Date} Week #10, Monday afternoon

All I want to do is sleep. Christmas is right around the corner and I need to start my shopping. I've been compiling a list of cookies and sweets to make. If you have any requests, let me know. For now, I think I might go nap again.

ALL I WANT TO DO IS SLEEP!!!

[ TYPE: Blog Entry. | DATE: Week 9, Wednesday morning. ]
We live in a strange time where the wolves cannot howl and the vampires no longer abide by shadow. So accustomed to danger am I that the mediocrity of mankind is indeed a more frightening proposition than a predator in the dark. There are times – when the frustration is too much – that I wish everything would simply return to... Return to what? Return to normal? There are those who yearn for their notion of normalcy back, yet there are those who yearn for that normalcy to never return. I don't claim to know the correct answer.

I know only that my maker can no longer see me, nor I him, for we have both been deafened and blinded to each other. Selfishly, I search for his footsteps in the snow at night, that I might follow him into the ether... I can no longer decide which of the two is worst; the sound of the bells tolling, or the silence that followed after it...

I think of my master and wish only the best for him, but the price...

… The price sleeps next to me at night.

[Type] Blog
[When] Week 9, Thursday night
[Security] Open

Don't forget the condoms, ex-vampires. I doubt any of you have thought about it.

When: Week 9 - Friday night
Type: Open Blog

Okay, this shit can stop now. I've had enough.

Week 9; Thursday Afternoon
Blog-open

So done with this human bullshit
First I'm sweating, then chills. I hate tea, except this honey-lemon stuff. Cough syrup tastes like rotten feet that just stepped in a pile of shit. This shit needs to go away.

I burnt my hand on the stove. Can this week stop being a big bag of dicks?

Where is a doctor when I need one? That's you, Arik.

Week 9; Tuesday Afternoon
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To whoever made the supernaturals human on this island- Thank you.