I feel like catwoman pt. 2
Dec. 14th, 2002 09:20 amLast night Merrick came over for some character designing. The Dreamwalker had more or less asked me to remove his sister from the house and even if a night alone sounded like a plan more or less, I needed a bit of the Other World in my life again.
So we dressed up, I lend her a skirt and a cloak, I made myself Sarin of Rivendell, and we sort of pranced around in the livingroom. It was obvious Merrick had never made herself a character before because to her, larp is all about just dressing up. When I asked her what her name was, IC, she hesitated and tried to laugh the question away. There was a lot to be done but in the end I think she got how serious I took this all.
Then I received an sms from the Celestine. He wrote me “Are you in for a threesome?” and nothing more. Need I say I didn’t reply to it?
Merrick dyed my hair. I think this will be the last time I’ve done it black, and I’m planning on taking a sort of dye-tour visiting a lot of dark colours. I want at least a blue-ish shine over it, next time I dye it. Then I would like to see how Hazelbrown looks on me, and then I’m going back to very very dark red/black and maybe even back to the fiery shade of red I used to have. But for now, it’s mostly black again.
So when I was finally in bed I practiced a bit of talescaping. I lied down to relax and untensed my muscles like I was preparing for meditation. Then I visualized Formanterra, the road from Cappamore. The guy with the cheeky eyes next to me, accompanying me to Tinnamon like he did with Alyssande.
It was hard trying to focus but I didn’t have feverish dreams like the last few nights. In fact, I slept like a ton of bricks.
So today I’ll just shop on my leisure, I need potatoes and other forms of dinner for this weekend, and pick up my photo’s at the Hema. See if it was their wish to finally let them be developed and printed. *sarcastic grin*. Tonight of course work.
I’m planning on going to the market on Monday, not to snicker at all the blue-colored merchants [I don’t do that], but to get some fabric. I’ve heard from Migs that in March there will be another Formanterra in Brabant (same location as last weekend, same people there too, I hope *wink*) and I’ll be going as a player: Tis, Tempélion of Lun. So I was thinking March is still pretty cold, and I’ve decided to make a cloak that will colour with the cashels’ outfit. An ecru outside with fleece dark blue inside. It’ll be half-length, meaning it will not cover my legs, but that’s okay. If I hurry and finish it Monday, I can wear it Wednesday to the premiere of LOTR:TTT and not be cold. Hopefully. Luckily I already have the dark blue fleece. It was on my bed for a couple of nights, which could explain the feverish dreams.
But I’m ranting enough already. Time for coffee and another episode of Star Trek: Enterprise. I didn’t quite finish episode five last night.
So we dressed up, I lend her a skirt and a cloak, I made myself Sarin of Rivendell, and we sort of pranced around in the livingroom. It was obvious Merrick had never made herself a character before because to her, larp is all about just dressing up. When I asked her what her name was, IC, she hesitated and tried to laugh the question away. There was a lot to be done but in the end I think she got how serious I took this all.
Then I received an sms from the Celestine. He wrote me “Are you in for a threesome?” and nothing more. Need I say I didn’t reply to it?
Merrick dyed my hair. I think this will be the last time I’ve done it black, and I’m planning on taking a sort of dye-tour visiting a lot of dark colours. I want at least a blue-ish shine over it, next time I dye it. Then I would like to see how Hazelbrown looks on me, and then I’m going back to very very dark red/black and maybe even back to the fiery shade of red I used to have. But for now, it’s mostly black again.
So when I was finally in bed I practiced a bit of talescaping. I lied down to relax and untensed my muscles like I was preparing for meditation. Then I visualized Formanterra, the road from Cappamore. The guy with the cheeky eyes next to me, accompanying me to Tinnamon like he did with Alyssande.
It was hard trying to focus but I didn’t have feverish dreams like the last few nights. In fact, I slept like a ton of bricks.
So today I’ll just shop on my leisure, I need potatoes and other forms of dinner for this weekend, and pick up my photo’s at the Hema. See if it was their wish to finally let them be developed and printed. *sarcastic grin*. Tonight of course work.
I’m planning on going to the market on Monday, not to snicker at all the blue-colored merchants [I don’t do that], but to get some fabric. I’ve heard from Migs that in March there will be another Formanterra in Brabant (same location as last weekend, same people there too, I hope *wink*) and I’ll be going as a player: Tis, Tempélion of Lun. So I was thinking March is still pretty cold, and I’ve decided to make a cloak that will colour with the cashels’ outfit. An ecru outside with fleece dark blue inside. It’ll be half-length, meaning it will not cover my legs, but that’s okay. If I hurry and finish it Monday, I can wear it Wednesday to the premiere of LOTR:TTT and not be cold. Hopefully. Luckily I already have the dark blue fleece. It was on my bed for a couple of nights, which could explain the feverish dreams.
But I’m ranting enough already. Time for coffee and another episode of Star Trek: Enterprise. I didn’t quite finish episode five last night.
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Date: 2002-12-16 06:07 am (UTC)I'm just not very much into the whol ORC and Pirate Bizznizz. ;)