The Outlook

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The wind blows my unruly red curls from my face and I see the goosebumps on his sun kissed skin, I blush slightly while my eyes rove.

Ohh.. you know me, staying out of trouble, creating hell, same old, same old. Yeah, I've been thinking of the concept for a while of this place, a lot of newbies saying they didn't have a space where they could get a handle on the role play that happens here, so I am trying to bridge that, and make a space for anyone to really try their hand at playing.

Plus... so many of us find our co-writers here after seeing how we meld in writing that to NOT have this sort of space, could be hurting the threads... shrugs...

Even I've had a hard time finding co-writers right now, I'm down to three threads, course it doesn't help that I've gotten really picky too...I stop, suddenly realizing that I was rambling Sorry... I'll shush... anyway..
 
Well even if it doesn't work, I don't see how it could possibly harm anything.

And it will always be a good intent to try and reach out to the newer writers.






...Although, you know what they say about good intentions. :eek: You're damning us!
 
Sounds like a fantastic idea Ausus. It's a good place for informal playing with no expectations or planning or usual suspects. I like it.
 
The wind blows my unruly red curls from my face and I see the goosebumps on his sun kissed skin, I blush slightly while my eyes rove.

Ohh.. you know me, staying out of trouble, creating hell, same old, same old. Yeah, I've been thinking of the concept for a while of this place, a lot of newbies saying they didn't have a space where they could get a handle on the role play that happens here, so I am trying to bridge that, and make a space for anyone to really try their hand at playing.

Plus... so many of us find our co-writers here after seeing how we meld in writing that to NOT have this sort of space, could be hurting the threads... shrugs...

Even I've had a hard time finding co-writers right now, I'm down to three threads, course it doesn't help that I've gotten really picky too...I stop, suddenly realizing that I was rambling Sorry... I'll shush... anyway..

No need for shushing...your idea is pure and I'm sure that it will flourish.

*notices the slight rouge in your cheeks, a soft smile curving my lips*

I find myself wanting to write more but not knowing where to begin. I'm in two threads at the moment, one just started and one resuming after my absence.

Well even if it doesn't work, I don't see how it could possibly harm anything.

And it will always be a good intent to try and reach out to the newer writers.

...Although, you know what they say about good intentions. :eek: You're damning us!

Hello, I'm Fr33k. I don't believe I've made your acquaintance. And I would have to say that just by being in a place like this, we've already laid the first few cobblestones, so to speak...

*chuckle*

Sounds like a fantastic idea Ausus. It's a good place for informal playing with no expectations or planning or usual suspects. I like it.

Agreed good sir. *nods*
 
Hello, I'm Fr33k. I don't believe I've made your acquaintance. And I would have to say that just by being in a place like this, we've already laid the first few cobblestones, so to speak...

*chuckle*

Pleased to meet you, call me Pen.

Yep, one step closer to hell, but as I say to my toy, if there is a hell it's where all the fun people would be.
 
*walks in, biting my lip in shyness, in an easy but elegant dress...*

http://i1234.photobucket.com/albums/ff403/purrmiaou/high-tech-dress.jpg

*my long, long brown hair drifting in loose, lazy curls down to the small of my back, slightly blown by the salted breeze, extends a gift for our hostess*

http://i1234.photobucket.com/albums/ff403/purrmiaou/wine-gift-wrap.jpg

Well, if this is the place to mix the new and old, I suppose I'm here to mix. The lounge can be such a vast, forbidding place for a girl who doesn't know anyone.
 
Welcome littlelove. The lounge can seem large, but if you just make yourself at home you'll find the occupants very inviting. We may seem like we'd bite your head off for speaking up, but we won't.

So tell us a little about yourself, fill out your profile a bit (its one reason many people on lit will pay less attention, it makes people seem like a ghost or that they don't intend to stay very long or are hiding something)
 
Accepting Little's bottle of wine with a smile and a nod

Welcome to the Outlook, ma petite, I'm Aus, that's fr33k and the Lady Pen. Your dress is adorable, what brings you to the lounges?

My staff brings a wine opener, and I fiddle with it for a minute before my competent housekeeper takes over with a huff. She pours us all glasses, I hold one out for Little
 
the soft clicking of heels, a swish of light, summer minidress around ivory thighs
 
*drums the pads of my fingertips to my lips as I think for a moment how to answer the lofty task of introducing myself in a few sentences*

I guess I've been drawn into the lounge because I've been rather amazed at the community of talent I've begun to uncover here, and it's so tempting to learn who the people are behind the names.

I guess I'm always putting off filling in personal information on my profile because I reason it's the sort of thing I'd rather distribute myself in the course of conversation, and have it returned in kind.

I can be a little shy and more than a little antisocial at times, but at others, I'm full of mischief and find myself wishing for playmates.

*a tiny grin flashes*

Sooo... I guess you could say I just found it a fortuitous occasion that this little thread cropped up. It seemed the perfect way to get to know some people.

*pushes my heels off with my toes, stepping down to my naturally petite stature, and accepts the glass of wine from Ausus, nodding softly my appreciation, and curls on the sofa, tucking my feet beneath me as I touch my lips to the glass and take a tiny sip*
 
*smiles at littlelove as Aus makes introductions*

Pen's right. Taking the plunge is really the only way to go. :)

*accepts the glass from the housekeeper absently, turning to observe the sudden arrival of another guest*
 
winks to the girl serving drinks, hoping, for her sake, that she brings a truly impressive bourbon
 
*returns fr33k's smile shyly, draws up my knees a bit and pats the cushion next to me for Vail*
 
smiling, shrugging to herself, wandering over to the offered seat, one foot slipping free from the pump, pulled up and under

Well, hello there, little one, and welcome to the lounge
 
*blushes as the folds of Vail's ivory sundress rumple next to the black drapes of mine on the seat* Thank you, a pleasure.
 
winking to the waitress, or whatever Aus called the help around here. Taking a sip of the bourbon, a smile sending approval to the waitress, a chuckle noting her relief.

So, have you been getting into any good trouble?
 
*eyes widen softly in feigned girlish innocence*

Me? Trouble...

*has to bite back the little smile fighting to take hold, and finally breaks the charade with a soft laugh*

A little, I guess. Not as much as I'd like.
 
*Sips wine watching the interaction between Vail and littlelove, noticing the contrast of their attire with interest*

I suppose your definition of 'trouble' comes into play there, eh?
 
Well, sometimes trouble takes a little effort, doesn't it? It doesn't always come looking for you.

a wide smile

Sometimes you stalk trouble, sometimes trouble stalks you
 
*Sips wine watching the interaction between Vail and littlelove, noticing the contrast of their attire with interest*

I suppose your definition of 'trouble' comes into play there, eh?

I like to see myself as the Miriam Webster definition when it comes to 'trouble'
 
I don't know if I stalk trouble so much as I "accidentally" leave clues for it to follow then pretend not to notice it's creeping up on me when I glance coyly back over my shoulder. Or... something like that. In this case, maybe I just offer trouble the seat right next to me and have drinks with her.
 
laughing
I gotta say, I'm not sure I deserve the reputation that seems to precede me. For this, I primarily blame Ausus.
makes a mental note of the fact

Tell me things about you, Little One.

pushing my hair back behind my ear


whisper a secret in my ear
 
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