Holy crap!!! The real Mias!!I can't believe it! Look at him! http://www.luvblogger.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/Attractive-Man.jpgHoly crap!!! The real Mias!! in Personal More Like This
I found him completely by accident when I was looking for a leaning pose and was found on a site about non verbal body language http://www.luvblogger.com/nonverbal-body-language/ . LOL I can't believe how perfect he is. This is what he would look like!! Waaaagh! Night made!!
Now I'm gonna try and hunt down more pics of this guy! Wow!
Also SuirenShinju has opened up commissions if you are looking for some ace, affordable art and it would gretly help her out.
Fly: Mias and Elle - Chapter 29Fly: Mias and Elle - Chapter 29 in General Fiction More Like This
Thane looked from the rings and down, feeling his pockets. "W-where did you find
those?" His voice quivered.
"On the floor this morning. I came in here to get some feminine... items, and I
came across them." Elle explained, expecting Thane to be aggravated. He said nothing,
however. He only nodded. She would not be so cruel as to bribe answers out of him, so she
held the chain out to him. He reached out and took the rings from her, holding them
tenderly in the palm of his hand. "You were married?" She asked gently.
A ghost of a smile
Fly: Mias and Elle - Chapter 26Fly: Mias and Elle - Chapter 26 in General Fiction More Like This
At dusk, Mias jolted from his slumber when his body sensed the carriage coming to
a halt. The horses were snorting and lightly stomping the ground, ready for their next
task. Mias leaned over to look out the window and take in his surroundings. What he
didn't expect was to recognize the perfectly familiar surroundings. He felt breathless
staring up at his own manor. The feeling intensified when he spotted Atlas and a second
steed nibbling on grass nearby. At the very least, it meant that Tovi was fine.
Mias stumbled out of the carriage and nearly broke down the front doors in his
haste to get
Charles' TimelineCharles' Timeline in Profiles More Like This
Lord Charles Viktor Arrhenius
Current age: 232/142*
- 1780: Born in Vadikov, Kreev. Charles' father was a bookkeeper who married into a lordship. His family was technically entitled to high society although they could never keep straight faces at parties. They were rather snarky with their privileged peers and passed this irreverence to their son. Charles had two elder siblings who died in infancy.
- 1808: Marries Katerina Ingmer. They have two children together, Rodolf and Natalie.
- 1811: Charles' father dies and he inherits his title. Not too much changes. He's thirty-one and writes infamously wry columns, essays, and short stories with growing renown.
- 1814: After an increasingly distant and cool relationship, Katerina and Charles divorce, Katerina feeling Charles is disconnected and uninterested in being a father, more devoted to his writing than his family. Charles does not contest this, Katerina moves elsewhere with their children. Charles would be
Ambassador SalspaldaPenny twirled 'round the corner, smacking face-first into a man's chest.Ambassador Salspalda in Short Stories More Like This
"Omigosh! Sorry, sir!" she said, yanking back. She looked up into the man's face, and froze.
There was no face. There was no head. There was a half-neck protruding from a collar, ruddy and swollen, terminating in a livid cross-section of tubes, muscle, and bone. Penny took three quick stumbles backward, mouth agape, where her brother Cornelius collided with her from behind.
"Penny, what..." he began, before catching sight of the headless body and joining her in a moment of shocked silence. "The devil...?"
Then a man's head came around the corner, in the most literal sense. Dark eyes stared down from a bronzed (and scowling) Arroyan face with handsome features, his black hair swept back in a long tail. Startlingly, the man ended halfway down his neck in the jagged mate to the headless, severed throat. The living head was joined to a ghostly body and a long cloak cinched at his throat hung aro
The FoustsTwo of my characters have obscenely large immediate families which I thought I'd finally share a bit about. And we shall start with this bunch.The Fousts in Profiles More Like This
Before we go, a reminder that we're in my other storyverse, Hellecker, entirely separate from the Network stories.
This would be Morgan Daubenmire's family as they were seven years ago, just before Morgan secretly and accidentally became the world's most incredible shapeshifter, faked her death, and fled from home.
The Fousts are a moderately poor farming family hunkered down in the rural county of Honeywell. The region is a warm, wide-open area of modest hills traced by little creeks and ponds cloaked in mosquito-ridden bushes, with one large and lazy river tapped into by dozens of cat-tail-clogged irrigation ditches winding off into myriad fields.
Common crops are wheat, barley, peas, and lentils, many families also keep orchards, and everyone has a garden, chickens, and milk cow for their own use. S