Freedomtown IC

I got to actually rock out with a few people the other day and it was the best I've felt since I got here!!!

This guy named Brayden wanted to sing, so I just played guitar, and this chick named Bella played drums. The owner of Madhouse, dude named Jyreel, let us record the audio. Listen to this!!!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nCnMVkJPTwg

Private to Talia Portman

Yo, lady... I hear you got a mega-brain. I need yer help.

Who: Brayden and Talia
Where: Their Home
When: Early August
What: Discussing ideas
Rating: Medium, for mentions of nudity and sex
Status: Closed; Complete

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A'IGHT, BITCHES.

What with me being from 'MURICA and all, tomorrow's gonna be a big day at The End Zone in Freedomtown.

We're gonna be grilling burgers, hot dogs, and wings all day long, selling them at discounted prices, and giving free food and beers to any current or veteran military personnel from all worlds. So, I don't care if you were US Army, Galadorian Spaceknight, or a goddamn clone trooper grown like a fucking plant on Kamino: LET US GET YOU FUCKED UP.

Also, we're donating a bunch of hot, fresh food to XMH, for all the sorry bastards stuck working the holiday.

Happy Fourth, fuckers!

We should talk.

Talia felt like she'd given Baily enough time to get settled in her new home, but even so she sent her a courtesy message on the network. She could travel to where Baily was instantly, but... hey, a little common courtesy went a long way.

>> You ready for that tour?
>> I could show you the best place for food. Or drink. Or whatever else you have a mind for.

Who: Talia and Nyx
Where: Death & Taxes - The Speakeasy section - Monstropolis
When: Late Tuesday Evening
What: Finding someone to spend the evening with
Rating: Mild
Status: Closed; Ongoing

Talia had never been one to sit still. Her mind always ran a mile a minute. She couldn't help it, it was just the way that she was built. Still. On a night that she knew that Brayden was devouring a new conquest, she decided to find one of her own -- a woman, preferably. She loved her husband, but they had an open relationship. He wouldn't begrudge her having sex with someone else, just as she wouldn't begrudge him. They both knew where their hearts belonged.

She picked a stunning velvet red dress with a plunging neckline to wear and found herself a spot at the bar at the speakeasy that existed below the main floor of Death & Taxes. She ordered a cocktail and relaxed. Even if she didn't get what she was after tonight at least she was entertained enough watching everyone else. She was particularly fond of the woman behind the bar. She looked like she could handle herself.

Seriously?

I'm still expecting to wake up at any point now...

Who: Talia and Rachelle
Where: The End Zone, Freedomtown
When: Early March
What: Catching up
Rating: Mild, for language

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