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Born: February 11, 2018 Forum Topics Started: 2
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MoscowIgnite Your Bones
Created by Gray Taylor
08/19/18
RealmThe devil's going to set me free
Created by Gray Taylor
08/19/18
ContestsSummer Bloodies Campaign
Created by Cersei Lannister
06/28/18
Jasp Thompson 08/19/18 Jasper narrows his eyes, but it’s a gesture of amusement. A challenge, this one, and a very good one. “I suppose you could say that, yes. I can be very influential... and very persuasive.”

Not one to mince words - or emotions - he admits (to himself, of course) that this particular being is very alluring, which makes him all the more fascinating. The need to proceed with caution and observation has never been more prevalent.

He clicks his tongue, as his lips press into a thin line. Folding his hands behind his back, his head cants to the side in a show of disappointment. “Now, Gray, even someone as pretty as you doesn’t get that information for free. I believe someone once told me, what was it... Ah, yes, patience.

Again, he smirks, clearly pleased.
Jasp Thompson 08/19/18 Feisty.

And he wears his heart on his sleeve.

A laugh lights up his face as he shakes his head in disbelief. “She was not kidding about you. Missing someone like me can make you change your alliance, but I’ll tell you what, I’ll make sure to keep her in line this time around.” He gestures in a show of offering, as if that would be enough to smooth things over with them.
Jasp Thompson 08/19/18 He grins in response, nodding his acknowledgment. “And you’re very perceptive.”

What comes to mind next are a series of wildly inappropriate and devilishly snarky quips, but he bites his tongue on them and settles for the truth. Partly because he wants to see for himself how deep the hatred for his friend runs. But only partly. “Actually, she seemed to think me trustworthy enough when she found out I’m an old friend of Mackenzie’s.”
Jasp Thompson 08/19/18 Mackenzie had been right; very brooding, indeed.

“Jasper Thompson,” he responds, body bending into an exaggerated bow as he speaks. When he straightens, it is with an air of completely propriety. “It is, I can assure you, an absolute pleasure to make your acquaintance.” His own stormy gaze easily meets the slate of this man’s stare, and the corner of his mouth twitches upward into a smirk.

This will be fun for him.
Jasp Thompson 08/19/18 “Bless my damned soul, is that you, pretty boy?” Jasper doesn’t even bother hiding his amusement. Then, it dawns on him, and he steals a very thorough up-and-down. “Don’t f-cking tell me... you’re Gray, the closet Jew I’ve heard so much about?”
Spring Taylor 08/19/18 First Jew
You're still my f*cking jew.
Why the f*ck don't you write memos anymore? Break your f*cking hand int he closet?
Spring Taylor 08/19/18 Wanker
I got you another f*cking jew to make Jewcakes with. Cheers.
Jasp Thompson 08/03/18 “Yeah, yeah, young grasshopper, all that...”

He’s not disgruntled.

Really.
Jasp Thompson 08/03/18 Acute observation, Mr. Taylor, it is indeed a f-cking rat tail.

“I’m more of an instant gratification type person. But I’ll admit, the pay off can be worth it.” One corner of his mouth flickers with the hint of a smile, but he waves his hand in something similar to a salute as he turns to go. “Until next time, pretty boy. I hope these little lessons continue.”
Jasp Thompson 08/03/18 “Moving too fast?” Jasper ponders a moment, his own storm-filled gaze flashing. “Sound advice, but I’d like to counter it.”

He moves in close once more, flicking the pocket lint into his face. “You move entirely too slow, pretty boy.”
Winter Summers 08/03/18 Winter was merely going to go on his way, attempting to pick someone's pocket was such a common thing here. Not that he ever got why, everyone really needed the money or they were all really into playing grab ass. Winter wasn't one to judge! He stopped walking as he noticed the man's cold look, didn't faze him at all and it paled in comparison to any look Spring had given him. And then came the threat, Winter's brow did raise at that.

It would be a lie to say him and this man ever got along but for Gray to threaten him well needless to say he didn't ever see it coming. Which honestly maybe surprised him more. "Threatening me now Gray? I'm hurt after all we been through? My feeling is just devastated!"

Winter would simply shrug afterwards. "As you wish, however I would ask Spring for tips on how to be more scary you got a face that reminds me of a puppy mate." Winter gave him a half ass wave as he went to walk away from him. "Was a pleasure as always."
Victor Lockheed 07/13/18 Gray
I'm sorry I'm such a tease.
(No I'm not.)
Victor Lockheed 07/12/18 Gray
Are you still mad that I told you no?
Victor Lockheed 07/07/18 Tray Gaylor
Oh. You're back.
I thought I smelled brisket.
Spring Taylor 06/29/18 NEIGHBOUR WANKER
OI. WE ARE GOING TO FCKING KIBBUTZ AND I'M FCKING BAKING YOU A CHALLAH. ROMAN FKCING VACATION.
Spring Taylor 06/29/18 WANKER
NO. F*CKK OFF. THE F*CKING NAVY IS MINE. YOU CAN HAVE F*CKING HOT BLOODY PINK YOU GORMLESS GIT. WHERE IS MY JEWCAKE
Spring Taylor 04/21/18 Wanker Jew b!tch*rse
F-cking Casey. He should speak the same BLIMEY MEMOIST JEWISH F*CKING LANGUAGE. GO HEBREW HIM MOTHERF*CKER GOD ****ING DAMNIT.
Summer 04/20/18 She gave the man a once-over, letting her eyes drag up and down his form. Meeting his gaze, she gave a thoughtful frown and shook her head.
"Must be confusing me for a different blonde that was rummaging in your pants."
Spring Taylor 03/25/18 Wanker
Come speak b-tch to this f-cking cow dog outside the door. Cheers.
Spring Taylor 03/23/18 MEMOTOLOGY WANKER
..... you don’t live in a dumpster bloody git. ARE YOU EVEN GRAY. Where are my f*cking memos at. IS YOUR BLIMEY PEN SHOVED UP YOUR ****ing ****** hole.
Spring Taylor 03/22/18 Gray the @rse neighbour
I didn't miss that toe fungus, dumpster baby. F*cking wanker. DID YOU SH-TE HIM OUT OR NOT. I'M PUNCHING YOU IN THE BLIMEY ****** IF YOU DID.
Spring Taylor 03/20/18 NEIGHBOURHOOD MEMOIST
IM GOING TO FCKING POUND YOUR DEAD ARSE INTO MEMOIST JEW CAKE
Spring Taylor 03/20/18 NEIGHBOURHOOD MEMOIST
I CAN HEAR THE FCKING CHIME IN THE CLOSET BLIMEY JEW GIT
Spring Taylor 03/20/18 NEIGHBOURHOOD MEMOIST
ANSWER ME BLOODY WANKER
Spring Taylor 03/20/18 NEIGHBOURHOOD MEMOIST
WHAT THE FCK IS CASEY CHICKEN LEG WANKER DOING THE FCK ALIVE
Spring Taylor 03/20/18 NEIGHBOURHOOD MEMOIST
DID YOU FINALLY SH!T OUT THAT SHRIMP FCKING D*CK FROM YOUR ARSE
Spring Taylor 03/20/18 NEIGHBOURHOOD MEMOIST
GRAY. F*CKING TAYLOR.
Spring Taylor 03/13/18 F*cking Jew wanker
You are getting no where near my blimey @rse. I would have sh*t out your stupid sodding cuff links by now. Check up the last sl*t you wrote a f*cking bible memo too. Shabot shalom punk *rse
Spring Taylor 03/13/18 Memoist B@stard wanker jew
Have you checked up your f*cking arse?
Saito Eiji 03/10/18 Normally the impolite way that western foot traffic flowed wouldn't trouble Eiji, but the pr!ck that just checked his shoulder and glared at him lit his fuse. The past few weeks of his life had been a trial, and he was filled to the brim with a smouldering wrath that was suddenly choking him, asphyxiating his reason.

With a sudden spring in his step, he would sink his fingers into the collar of the offender's suit and attempt to jerk him back as forcibly as he could muster, snapping his own head forward to meet the hardest part of his skull with this sh!thead's brainpan.
Spring Taylor 02/13/18 Jew Wanker d-ckmemoface
I f-cking haven't.
Autumn Summers 02/13/18 Fine.

Autumn almost laughs. Almost.

Instead, the edges of her smile smooth out. She shifts, thumbs hooking onto the front pockets of her jeans. Oh, so casual. "All women lie, too. Nature of the beast, aye?"

One step back. "Not my Gray. Rather difficult when said person is dead. Pity, though. I'd started to m- ah, well, doesn't matter since you're not him. Apologies for wasting your time. Do tell my sister hello. Cheers."

Autumn offers another pleasant smile and off into the crowd she melts.
Spring Taylor 02/12/18 SQUARE THE F*CK UP. TRY AND SHUT ME UP WANKER
Autumn Summers 02/12/18 Liar.

Several different emotions flash through those green eyes, one all but indistinguishable from the next. An eternity in two seconds. Finally they settle on empty. Blank. Nothing. Walls up, doors closed.

Autumn smiles. If it can be called a smile. There's a sharp edge, a feral quality to it. More a baring of teeth, really.

"Perhaps you're right. The Gray I knew never lied outright." The jab is deliberate.
Spring Taylor 02/12/18 You’re a FCKING jew. ALL THESE MOTHERFCKING SLAGS KNOW YOU’RE BACK.
Autumn Summers 02/12/18 Everyone has a particular scent, unique to them, and them alone. Along with a few other of the supernatural persuasion, vampires possess an acute sense of smell. Unlike humans, they can pick out a familiar scent without having it shoved up their nose.

Such is the case with Autumn. Her head whips around fast enough to crack her neck. She ignores it and focuses on that familiar scent, carefully weaving her way around the bodies in her way. Really, she deserves a gold star for not mowing all of them over.

Reaching her goal, the tall man in a suit with that unmistakable posture, her hand will settle onto his elbow and tug him to a halt, if he allows.

Assuming he stops, Autumn will step around to face him, barely believing her eyes. "Gray..?"

Barely above a whisper, but he will hear her. He always does.
Jocelyn Fairchild 02/12/18 Hello and welcome!
Spring Taylor 02/11/18
Spring Taylor 02/11/18 Spring's fists are clenched on both sides of her. As she lets out one furious shriek at Gray. Throwing the keys deliberately at his face. "YOU F-CKING FAIRY AIRY @RSEHOLE. HERE ARE THE BLOODY KEYS NOW GO MAKE MY F-CKING JEW CAKE. I'LL F-CKING SHOW YOU SNORING WHEN I STUFF YOUR FCKING FACE BACK IN THE DIRT YOU STUPID JEW MEMOIST B@STARD. AND XANANANDADU IS GOING TO SH-T F-CKING COMETS UP YOUR F-CKING @RSE. DIVINATION MY F-CKING C-CK."
Victor Lockheed 02/11/18 Gray
I mean, if we're just going off sheer amount of balls, then yeah. She'd qualify as a macho-man sized he.
Probably not as big as Spring's, though.
Spring Taylor 02/11/18 NO THEY ARE BLOODY JEW CAKES. THEY ARE YOUR F-CKING JEW CAKES. AND I WANT ONE. RIGHT BLIMEY NOW. CHOP CHOP WANKER. WHY THE F-CK ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME SNORE YOU CREEPER GIT.
Victor Lockheed 02/11/18 Gray
It's cool that you're back and everything, but I should probably tell you that I'm involved with someone right now.
So, you know. Don't get your hopes up.
Welcome back.
Spring Taylor 02/11/18 GO TRY AND SAIL OFF A F-CKING SKYSCRAPER LIKE A MEMO AIRPLANE YOU BAG OF F*CKING D*CKS. YOU MADE ME A BLOODY JEW CAKE BEFORE. NOW F-CKING MAKE ME ONE. BEFORE I MAKE YOU CHOKE ON YOUR BLIMEY BALLS.
Spring Taylor 02/11/18 GET BENT. YOU F-CKING D-CK. GIVE. ME.MY.FCKING. JEW. CAKE. YOU. SHABOT. TOSSER.
Spring Taylor 02/11/18 F*CK YOU MEMOIST SH-TE. WHERE IS MY BLIMEY JEW CAKE. I F*CKING HATE YOU.
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