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A Niche in Time

Yeah, it sounds like youve been having a rough time. Maybe wrap yourself in some bubble wrap. 😂I was actually thinking about you the other day. Havent seen you post one of your updates for awhile. I was hoping you were ok.

Im doing ok. Ive got some afflictions of my own and now relegated to working part time which sucks. I miss being able to work. All those years i wake up wishing i could sleep in, now that i can i dont want to😂.

Glad you popped back up.
 
Sorry to hear you're having a tough time. That's always the way really. People want what they can't have. Then when they do have it, they don't want it anymore. I guess it's the whole the grass is always greener on the other side bit.

I have this idea about a rp. Where I work at they post all these pictures of missing teens. What if a girl actually saw her face, or at least a drawing of what she would look like at her current age?? It was a spot on match for how she looks now, and it says she's been missing she was very young. I say very young because I don't know if BMR would allow a certain age to be mentioned in a post, even if that age wouldn't be played. For example, I don't know if it would be okay to say that she had been missing since she was two. That would be the extent of it. There wouldn't be any scene played out when she was two. Maybe later on the story would be told about how her kidnapper took her, a retelling of the events, but that would be it. Anyhow, she's now afraid and unsure. It's the what ifs that start racing through her mind as she's standing there. Finally a hand on her shoulder, and she turns to face him. He tells her they need to talk but not there. She could protest and they talk there, or he could convince her to go home, that this is not the place for this conversation, whatever really. The point is he tells her that he did take her. He was going to raise her, and when she became of a certain age, he was going to train her. She's curious. Wants to know what for. He lets her in on the true nature of his employment. Selling sex slaves. I'm not sure where to go with it from there though. Does he admit he's changed his mind and wants to keep her, or does he have to force an unwilling girl into training, or does she go quietly into training?? I'm also not too sure how much this gets close to the rules BMR has set up, or does this go right over the lines BMR has set up?? I'm not sure. It's an idea that came to me as I took notice of the pictures posted at work. How would a person feel if they saw their face on one of those pictures?? Have a good day BMR.
 
Wow, that is a really good idea. I wouldnt mind discussing and fleshing that out with you. We are currently working on one, if youre still interested. Maybe when we finish we can do it. If you feel like wrapping the other one up we can as well. There was really no time table for it. It actually morphed away from the original premise we talked about. Sometimes those things happen. I have an ideal ending already worked out in my head i was saving as a surprise. I do like the idea tho. Sometimes the best ideas are those that come to us while doing regular everyday activities. Let me know if youd be interested. Dm me or answering here is fine.
 
Alright then. We can flesh it out and work on it later if you're still up for finishing the one we're doing.
 
Im still with this one if you are.😬. Its been a long road. The longest ive ever spent on 1. Ive enjoyed it too. Depends on how much further youll let me go with it. We can also discuss the other 1, or if youre bold we can attempt 2 at once.
 
Well, the hurricane has passed. We did not come through this one unscathed. I lost power between 9 and 10 Friday morning. At work, the situation wasn't any better. The power was out there. That meant all the food that had spoiled had to be thrown out. That was a task. We couldn't be in the store when it began to get dark, as the store would be too dark to work in. I left a bit before that anyways. lol. Thankfully I got power back on at home that evening. When I went to work on Saturday there was still no power. It came back on around 3. Still, I left early again. Now I go into work again later today, and I'm not sure if we'll be opening today to the public or not. I don't think so, but I could be wrong. Other places certainly took far more damage than we did. I'm thankful we got off as easily as we did. It could have been far worse.

To anyone else who was in the path of this storm, I hope you're doing well. I hope everyone is safe. Have a good night BMR.
 
Tomorrow is my birthday. Yay. lol. Another year in the books. I'm excited for my birthday.

Here's hoping you're having a good day. Good night BMR.
 
Another year in the books. The day was ok. That's all I'll say on that one.

Thanks for the birthday wishes. They really did put a smile on my face.
 
I haven't posted in a while. Haven't been on site in a while to be honest. The holidays are upon us, and I work....well I work sort of in retail. lol. It's the food industry inside a retail building. So I get the retail shoppers, tired from spending their hard-earned cash, hungry, famished, wanting substance for their bodies. They come to me and the people I work with. They bring their nasty attitudes. They bring their children, wailing and spoiled. They bring happy faces. They bring compliments. They keep coming. We are there for them, ready to feed them and send them on their way. lol. I also work the other side of the department, the side that is only separated by a....hallway. lol. I frost cupcakes and write on cakes for them. I'm not a trained cake decorator. Eh. It's ok. I work freight, putting out cookies, cakes, and pies. I do whatever the boss asks, as long as time allows it. I slice bread, bag it, tag it, and put it out. It's a living, laced with customers, shopping and going about their days. This weekend has seen it's fair share of cars in the parking lot.

Speaking of the holidays, I do hope everyone is enjoying them. Personally, I love Christmas music. It makes me an oddity. That. lol. Is what makes me odd. lol. Yeah. Anyway, take time to enjoy this season. It's only here for a short while, and then we start a whole new year.

My dad is facing surgery tomorrow. I dont' want to get into details. It's his business. Doesn't seem right to share it here. He will be staying overnight. I say that only to allude to the fact that maybe it's not as serious as some might say. To me, it's a big deal, but if the doc is letting him come home the next day, then maybe to some it's not a big deal. Idk.

I really should be trying to get some sleep. I fell asleep for a couple of hours around 1:30ish. Now it's 6:34am, and I'm still awake. My favorite Christmas movie is on. Christmas Vacation. Oh my goodness how I love this movie. The whole mall scene is my absolute fav. Have a good day BMR.
 
My dad had to go back to the hospital. The day after his surgery, he spiked a fever. The next day he wasn't any better. In fact, I think he was worse. So he's back in the hospital now. I don't want to get into details about it here. It's his business. I will say that. Wow. I stopped and looked at the screen. I'm lost right now. My dad is a jerk. He's mean. Just the other day he and I got into it, and at one point he told me I could stick "it", it being my phone I think, up my ass. I asked if he wanted me to pull down my pants so he could do it for me. I told the person I was talking to on the phone, my mom, that he was acting like an asshole. He said he wasn't the only one. I told him I knew I was an asshole. Now here I am, lost. Even through all that, he's my dad. He's the man who would carry me from the car to my bed when I was a kid and fell asleep in the car. He's the man I watched buy a dinner at a local chicken place, and go back down the street so he could sit and give it to a homeless man. He sat there, talking to him after he gave it to him. I never asked what they talked about. To be honest, it doesn't matter. I just remember looking at him through the back window in the car. He's my dad. He told me when I was a kid that he had dog fever. lol. He said he had a lump on his neck that was dog fever. He told me I could touch it. When I reached across to touch it, he barked at me. lol. Scared the crap outta me. He's always been my protector from the bad guys in the world. He's always been Mr. Fix it. If it broke, and I couldn't fix it, no worries. Daddy can. He's been my Superman. Now with the holidays here, and nothing is as it should be, I'm so lost. I can't go to my parent's house and both of them be there. He's in another town in a hospital bed, hooked up to an IV. I hate feeling this way. I really do. My dad and I clearly don't get along, and some would might even say there's no love loss between us, but I think we're both just good at putting up massive brick walls that hide how we feel from the world. We both have this tough exterior because inside we're just feelings. I hate people. lol. And I hate feelings. I guess I have to start saying that now. I already say I hate people. All the time. lol. Now I hate feelings too.

Have a good night BMR.
 
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