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ʙᴇᴄᴋʏ ʀᴏsᴇɴ ( ❤ ) sᴀᴍ ɢɪʀʟ ([personal profile] samlicker81) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2014-09-10 01:07 am

( semi-open ) love is a many splendored thing

Who: Everyone who signed up for SHIPPING
Where: All around Wonderland! See below for specific locations.
When: Tuesday, September 9, evening
Rating: PG13 just to be safe, but if anything gets steamy (she hopes it does), I can up the rating.
Summary: Becky sets Wonderlanders up on blind dates. Also, will be image heavy.
The Story:



You receive a letter under your door sometime on the afternoon of Tuesday, September 9. This letter will be addressed to you in fancy script (Becky's best attempt at calligraphy) from a "secret admirer." You might be wondering, but it isn't February! What's with all the romantic nonsense? Well, my good friend, romance can be celebrated on more than just one day out of the year. That day happens to be today. The letter will ask you to meet your secret admirer at 6PM at a designated location. You'd best not be late! A night of romance (and perhaps even intimacy) awaits you! At least, she hopes so...
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[personal profile] vampdetective 2014-11-02 07:51 am (UTC)(link)
[To a degree, it is unfair. Most of the people who get to live forever don't deserve it. Aside from that? Really not all it's cracked up to be.]

Already met more than a handful of different types of vampires in this place. You're right on the money with that one. No two are exactly the same. Some are closer to human. Others are more like what I'm used to -- soulless shells that used to be people until the demon kicked them out of their own body.

[Whoever they were in life, there's never anything of them left.]
oversight: by: heretics (dw) ([±] not great taste)

[personal profile] oversight 2014-11-03 08:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ It sounds... familiar enough that it leaves Blake to really think a moment. And then drop back whatever's left of his wine in one smooth motion. ]

How many—? [ He grimaces as the wine catches up to him. Honestly, he's not much for wine but even he suspects this is an awful vintage. ] How many are there? —vampires in Wonderland, I mean.