He’s a zombie hunter . . .?

He wasn’t like your average guy. His smile and eyes held a devilish charm; while the words he spoke ensnared a persons thoughts. Perhaps it was the air of confidence which lay about him, but there was something about this man from the lower city.

There were dangers in that part of the city. Whispers of unnatural things lurking around the dark. I had never passed beyond the boarders of Upper side at night before, but it wasn’t so different in the light. I’d met him one day just as it was getting dark. I had been hanging out in a shop, my curiosity driving me to see what made this part of the city so different once the sun set. He had come up to me, told me to ‘get along home’ before something happened. I listened, too.

I came back the next day, and following days after that. And so did he. Always telling me to ‘get along home’ at the end. I didn’t know much about what he did. There was always a trace of oil or grit on his hands, under the nails. He said it was from working on cars all day. I didn’t fully believe the evidence on his hands, so one evening I followed him.

He went further down into the lower city, to the other side of the train tracks. I tried to stay hidden and duck behind a wall or a pole whenever he looked around.  Did he know I was following him, or was he looking out for something else? This part of town was a bit grungier than where I was from, and the people I passed looked in a hurry to get to wherever it is they were going. It wasn’t too long before he went into, what looked like, a garage. Unlike the ones I was use to seeing, this one was made of bricks and old wooden boards. The door screeched on rusty metal hinges as it opened and closed behind him.

I counted slowly to thirty before making my way to the garage. It was quiet inside.  He had left the door slightly ajar, but I still had to push it open, and the noise declared my arrival. There wasn’t much to this place: a dusty table with some chairs, an old poster and a motorcycle ensign on the wall. Over all it was dusty.  Light came in through the gritty windows. In the middle of the room was a bright red car, and he was sitting on the hood.

“I knew it was only a matter of time before you followed me,” he said.

I stepped up and ran my fingers on the cars finish. “You never told me what you do at night.”  I sat down on the other side of the hood and he put his arm around my shoulder and drew me in close. I’d never been that close to him and my breath caught in my lungs and my heart skipped a beat as I felt his lips move against my ear.

“You’ve never experienced anything like this.” He whispered.  His words were smooth and they soothed over my nerves. “I don’t think you can handle it.”

I found myself  sliding off the hood and getting back to my feet. I protested. “ I’m not afraid, “ hoping my lie would hold.

He smiled and swatted my ass as he got off the car and hoped into the drivers seat. “Hop in.”

Soon we were traveling down the road in his car, to a run down section of town. He parked outside an run down building.  I didn’t see anyone else around, but he got out the car and pulled a long knife from under his seat.  My eyes went wide. “What are we doing here?”

“Hunting zombies, darlin’.” Said as he closed the door and started to walk.

I had to follow him. He couldn’t be serious.  But he was. Decayed humans began appearing from the debris and I watched, partially in fear and partially thrilled, as he went in to attack. I couldn’t believe what i was seeing. I fumbled around my shorts and pulled out my cellphone.

“I gotta take a picture of this. My boyfriend’s a zombie hunter.”


BRODERICK is wearing:
Hair: *ARGRACE* SHUN – Ebony
Jacket: ED. Axel Jacket TestaDiMoro @ Men Only Monthly until Nov. 15
Pants: Legal Insanity – Logan pants
Rings: [MANDALA] Sinra Rings Season3

Ryanna (That’s me!)
Outfit: [Kenny Rolands] INNA @ Haus of Swag Fair 2016 {Until Nov. 4 } 
Hair:  TRUTH HAIR Kora

Poses: *Come Soon Poses* – Caring (set included)

Q Poses {QP} -Let Me Take a Selfie @ Pose Lovers & Friends { Until Oct. 31 }

SET DESIGN (second photo):
Razor Bird Pile of Junk 1
Razor Bird Pile of Junk 2
Razor Bird Bonfire of Broken Chairs
Urban Jungle Newspaper box blue
Urban Jungle Streetlamp
Urban Jungle Brickpile
Urban Jungle Brickwall Broken (various)
Urban Jungle City Filler 4





Recharging . . .

I’ve had a long day.  It’s been busy with running hither and tither, mixed in with hours on end of hot sun and shrill sounds.  Sometimes you have days in which you can’t seem to get a break, and the only end in sight is the late evening hour. Only then you’re left to wonder if you’ll have any strength to enjoy the quiet serene.

Downing coffee like it’s water just to be sure that you make it to the next task and are able to have time for yourself. For me, when i have days like that (or sometimes back-to-back days which blend together to make one big day) I find myself simply sitting.  Not doing anything.  Not thinking about anything. Just sitting there and having white noise fill my head.

I consider it a mental shut down – and it can really happen at any time. My mind shuts down and goes into rote-mode, sort of like a car being on autopilot. I also recognize it as a step before burnout. So, in order to prevent that from happening, my brain clicks on autopilot, cues the white nose, and starts a recharge.

So while I’m refueling, I may as well do so with a drink.

“Alarm clock screaming bare feet hit the floor
It’s off to the races everybody out the door
I’m feeling like I’m falling behind, it’s a crazy life
Ninety miles an hour going fast as I can
Trying to push a little harder trying to get the upper hand
So much to do in so little time, it’s a crazy life
It’s ready, set, go it’s another wild day…..”  – Breathe by Jonny Diaz

Dress: [evoLove]  – Velvet – Green
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Hair: *ARGRACE* – Dark Browns
Shoes: Pure Poison  – Anna Boots

Shot on location at: St. Pete City
Pose:  *agapee* -Fashion & Pose  – agps_gown044-2


She was magic . . .

She wasn’t like the other girls. She held her chin up while the others bowed their heads. She squared her shoulders while the others let them hang at their sides.

Her hands shook as she pushed away the things that held her down.  Her voice quivered as she spoke up while others held their tongues.

She was a girl, but one that wasn’t like the rest.  She was unashamedly herself and, in being herself, she was magic.


Outfit: [Aleutia] Fantasia (Moonlight)  @ Premium Events Supernatural {Until Nov. 2nd }
Skin: alterego I audrey – angelic @ Premium Events Supernatural {Until Nov. 2nd }
Hair: Exile:: LIttle By Little
lipstick: *The Creatures*  Geisha Lips
Shoes: #EMPIRE – Azalea
+ Saphire Blue Chopsticks +

An lar [poses]  The Viola Series @ Romp  { Until Oct, 29th }
. Infiniti . – Handy set 2

Shot on location at:   WHOLE WHEAT Landscaping & Creation

I thought I saw something . . .

I thought I saw something
Movement out the corner of my eyes but
nothing was there

I thought I heard something
My name on a familiar tongue but
nothing was there

I thought I heard something
Sounds of shoes on pavement stone but
nothing was there

Down many blocks
Around many corners
I saw a shape
I heard the sound


nothing was there . . .


Outfit: .Method. Lace Up Jacket_brown
.Method. Leather Panties_brown
Hair: *ARGRACE* MAYU – CoppersAccessories:
**RE** Raven Rings Set SLink Casual


Shot on location at: Elysium City of Templemore


Stepping out in Autumn

“In the garden, Autumn is, indeed the crowning glory of the year, bringing us the fruition of months of thought and care and toil.  And at no season, safe perhaps in Daffodil time, do we get such superb  colour effects as from August to November.”

–   Rose G. Kingsley, The Autumn Garden, 1905


Dress: Miss Darcy – Flourish Gown – Paisley II  @ ReVamped
Hair: “”D!va”” Hair “Helen” (Brown diamond) @ Collabor88
Accessories: +Lika Ruby+shawl-A(red)
MG – Necklace – Octavia

Pose: an lar [poses] The Noir Series – Two

.| Ori & Bayde |. Found in ruins . . .

Ori’ziya wasn’t exactly sure how long she had been at the old temple ruins, but by the suns positioning, the day was headed into night.  For a week she had been having strange dreams: images she couldn’t quite make out and jumbled sounds. Surrounding the dream was an encompassing feeling of loss and uncertainty. She had thought about consulting the Seers about them, but with the way her father, the king, had been acting towards her, she didn’t think it was a good idea. Ori’Ziya didn’t trust them to not take any information back to him.

The King had been keeping a more attentive eye on her lately: watching her whereabouts, and treating her, as though she were a fledgling. He had made several mentions to her over the week about the upcoming evening festivities and she knew he would not be too pleased if she were late. However, all day she had felt a tug, a force calling out to her in the direction of the ruins.  For a good part of the day she had tired to ignore it, but the feeling only grew until she could not ignore it any longer. And so, it was shortly after mid-day, when she slipped out the palace. She had to go, maybe it was the key to her dreams.

Now she was leaving. It had been foolish for her to come here and if she hurried, she could make it back before it was too late. She wasn’t too far when her ears twitched and she paused in mid-step. There was sound coming from the ruins. . . Nothing was there a moment ago, she was sure of it. Ori’Ziya felt her heart beating faster, then turned and headed back. At the side of the crumbled wall she looked around the corner and was taken back by what she saw. Bayde? Why was he here? How did he know of this place.

“Bayde?” she questioned as she came around the corner.

He had just splashed his face with water once more when he heard Ori’Ziya’s voice.  He knew her voice anywhere.  He lifted his head to look in her direction, stunned.  Swallowing, his brow furrowed, not sure what to make of her being at the ruins where the oracle told him to go.  Eventually, his face softened and he smiled at her. “Ori… I… What are… you… doing here?” Something in him told him not to share what the oracle told him for now.

She was equally confused and looked behind her a moment before looking back at him.  Ori was looking for others, anyone who may have showed him how to get here or came with him – but she saw no one. “What about you?” she returned. “How did you find this place?  I didn’t know you knew about it.”  A quick look at the items he was wearing and recognition began to line her face.

Bayde tilted his head to the left slightly as he stood up to his full height and walked towards her.  His lips smiled, but she knew how to read his eyes and he couldn’t hide the joy he had at seeing her, although he couldn’t shake his gut feeling.

He looked down a moment as he completed closing the space between them, reaching for her hands.  He looked down at hers in his, then back up at her, a small smirk playing his lips.  “I followed the lanterns.”

Sri Took a deep breath and schooled her features. She was delighted to see him, she was, and when she had his hands she gave it a squeeze, placing her other hand on top of it.  Ori studied his face and shook her head.  “My father put you up to this, didn’t he?  Did he send you out to the wilds?”  She wasn’t sounding too happy.

Bayde’s face slowly fell. What did she mean? Why would her father put him up to anything. He searched her face, trying to read her.  Usually they could speak to each other in utter silence, but something was different this time.  Bayde swallowed, and blinked a few times, and ended up looking out in the woods around them.

When he came to look back at her he spoke sternly. Perhaps more so than he meant to. Even accusingly, “I was told to search for and follow the lanterns.  To find the oracle and….. ” He was already saying too much, he felt, so he stopped talking and just looked at her.

Ori slowly shook her head as she searched his eyes before wiggling her fingers between his hand.  The look on her face was more of awe and wonderment, almost as if she were seeing him for the first time.

“Is it you?  Are you the one who’s going to help me with my dreams?” Then her mouth  formed a small ‘O’ as she took in a deep breath, feeling the rapid beating in her chest start to subside.

Bayde furrowed his brows. “Dreams?  What dreams?”  He honestly wasn’t sure… But the oracle did just tell him he would find his purpose at the ruins.  It’s why he lit up when he saw her.  But help with dreams?  Just then he heard, out of nowhere, the squawks of dozens of ravens.

Where they came from so suddenly he was unsure, but he pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her. She flattened her hand against him and spared a glance up to the crows.  Their formation, and the way they took away light from the sky, reminded her of the dreams.  Darkness.. Loss..  and for a moment she closed her eyes and listened to the beat of Bayde’s heart.  He was still here, it was only a dream.  something she should dismiss.

Opening her eyes she was still for a moment. “I’m glad it was you, Bayde, whom I found here.”  She didn’t offer anything more than that.  Ori’Ziya really was happy to be with him.  It was the only certain thing in her uncertain mind.


Broderick ( Check out his blog: A Gentlemen’s Game )
On Chest: [BODY FACTORY] Gladiator ArmouR (Brown) Gold @ We Love Roleplay until Oct. 31
Bottom: [BODY FACTORY] Roman Bottom (Brown) @ We Love Roleplay until Oct. 31
Holding: Noble Creations [NC] – Nganga Snake Staff @ We Love Roleplay until Oct. 31

Ryanna ( That’s me!)
Outfit: .Una. Sofia  @ We❤ RP  {Until Oct. 31}
Hair: /Wasabi Pills/   Kai
shoes: =Zenith= Wood Elf Ranger Leather Long Boots (Begie)-Maitreya
*May’s Soul* Africa necklace gold
.Una. Elena Jewelry GoldRed (crown and shoulder piece)

an lar [poses] The Sapphire Series  @ We❤ RP  {Until Oct. 31}
Q Poses – The Protector

Set Design:
Mushilu. – Forest ruins. @ We❤ RP  {Until Oct. 31}
[Noble Creations] – Oriental Lantern

Stock in small things . . .

Sometimes the only thing you’re able to do is get out of bed, and that’s okay.  There’s no rule saying that you have to do big and flamboyant things every day.  Who’s to say that getting out of bed isn’t a big accomplishment?

Oftentimes we may underestimate the small things in life, taking them for granted and acting as though they don’t matter.  Life is made up of small things. Moments in time that lead to something bigger.

So you say that all you did today was get out of bed? Well, good.  You’ve made it another day.


Outfit: Emerald Couture – Old Hollywood Glam White N Black @ ReVamped { Until Oct. 20 }
Hair: *YumYum* 81 (brown) hair
Shoes:  Slipper Originals – Caroline Sandals @ ReVamped { Until Oct. 20 }



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