Dreamweaver1 has started a new game with the following players:
Dreamweaver1

" S T A R T G A M E : t r u e "{ " g a m e I d " : " 1 7 1 8 5 7 1 3 5 4 " , " p l a y e r L i s t " : [ " d r e a m w e a v e r 1 " ] , " r o l l N u m b e r " : 0 , " c u r r e n t P l a y e r " : 0 , " d i c e " : { " f a c e s " : [ 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 ] , " r e r o l l " : [ t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e ] } , " s c o r e 0 " : { " 1 " : n u l l , " 2 " : n u l l , " 3 " : n u l l , " 4 " : n u l l , " 5 " : n u l l , " 6 " : n u l l , " p l a y e r " : n u l l , " u p _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " b o n u s " : n u l l , " 3 k " : n u l l , " 4 k " : n u l l , " s s " : n u l l , " l s " : n u l l , " f h " : n u l l , " y a h _ t o k e n " : n u l l , " y " : n u l l , " c " : n u l l , " y a h _ b o n u s " : 0 , " b o t _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " g _ t o t a l " : n u l l } , " o w n e r " : " d r e a m w e a v e r 1 " , " s t a t u s " : " r e a d y " , " r o u n d " : 0 , " l a s t P o s t " : 1 7 1 8 5 7 1 3 5 4 }

Rehearsals
And, once they find the room, she can't imagine that debating who is the best will come first. Later. After the other later.

Oh, she hears that sound and when she pulls back, it's with a tiny, mischievous grin. If they weren't the ones in charge of this whole thing, she'd press the issue even more. Making it difficult for you to behave is one of her favorite things to do. Especially when it makes you light up like that.

She's a special occasions only kind of girl when it comes to heels. If they're more than a couple of inches, she's edging in on six feet already anyway.

Holly Blanc

Both she and Leo are vibrating with the energy that only comes in this situation when they come over. You seem to have caught it too, your attention moving around to everything that's happening in the room. It can be a little overwhelming, but you're soaking it up like a pro.

When she pulls back and stands from her bend to hug you, she's smiling brightly at you as you tell them how much fun you had.

You were seriously great, Holly. No cap.

Then, as Leo hugs you, she's nodding in agreement with his assessment, then weaving her fingers back with his as he releases you.

Every seat.

Confirming the shared perception of you and Leo.

I don't know about future success, but I think we're looking at a full house at least for the first week.

A soft laugh and a shake of her head as you compare them to Hollywood and Broadway.

Have you seen yourself? You're the starlet, clearly.

But then Leo's parents are arriving and if, perhaps, you thought she was being anything but genuine before, if you watch closely now, you'll see the difference. While Leo's parents generally adore her, she suspects it has more to do with what she represents than anything else.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Sterling.

Offered politely as she hugs both Leo's dad and his mom in turn.

But, really, Leo and Holly are the ones who made it come to life. It wouldn't hold the same power if it were anyone else.

Again, if you're looking for it, you might notice that the way that Leo's parents hug her is a touch different than the way they greet him, an extra beat on the hold, leaning in a touch more. But it's subtle.

Then, when Leo finds her hand again, she turns to him, smile absolutely glowing, shining with love as she looks at him.

I'm a very lucky girl.

To Leo's mother, of course.

in

Yes....it even turned Simon into a fan

Watching him approach, her attentions surveyed the rest of the camp while he disappeared into a tent, only to be drawn back, gazing upwards when the words were spoken. She had not glanced at the bucket or any other things dropped upon the flat stone with a soft sound. Those things could not harm her; the man before her could. Under this shadow, she would continue for a ihn or three to size him up, assessing from beneath the lank strands of hair. The words perhaps meant to be cut or maybe not have had much effect. Dignity had little to do with how she dressed, smelled or looked, all factors of out her control. What she could control was what she did, herself, and the words and actions she took.

A slender hand, the wrist red, swollen slightly, damp with the ooze and the dark bracelet of bruising, reached for the bota first, tilting her head back, the tangled curls dipping to spiral upon the rock, she would drink deeply. Eyes closed, the sunlight exposing more of the trials of the barrel adventure along her face, the slender column of throat moving as the water swallowed, and some escaped to drip from her chin to bring dark spots upon the gown below.

A soft gasp signaled the end of the first drinking, fingers carefully wiping at the bruised lip and chin. Her words were heavily accented but gentle
" Thank you. "

Burnished orbs with their dark undershadowing looking upwards while the bota remained clutched in marked and marred fingers.

Thank you

i hope so too

I think golf on tv really boring too

Matching sneer for sneer as the vampire perverted the words of Christ, Gideon set his jaw, tore the stake from the vampire’s flesh, and stabbed again into the other arm, holding the fiend down as it arched up from the communion table. “You hear the sermons without understanding and read the verses without comprehending. Genesis nine, Leviticus seventeen, Acts fifteen, so many more - prophets, apostles, and servants of God have all shared His Word which forbids the drinking of blood.”

Gideon paused, staring down at the prone form of the vampire he still held down atop the communion table.

“But, that judgement belongs to Him. You have taken the life of men, so by men you are condemned. ‘Whoso sheddeth man's blood, by man shall his blood be shed: for in the image of God made He man.’ For this sin you are charged, God Himself will deal with your transgressions against that which He named sacred.”

Tossing down the stake, he kicked his cane up with a foot and caught it one-handed, tucking the shaft against his side as he twisted the cap and withdrew the razor-edged steel concealed within.

I need to slip out for a few
Be back soon , I hope

People who say that almost NEVER understand soccer..... once you do, it's great to watch. I understand golf. It's still boring

Out

Copper has started a new game with the following players:
Copper

" S T A R T G A M E : t r u e "{ " g a m e I d " : " 1 7 1 8 5 7 0 9 1 0 " , " p l a y e r L i s t " : [ " c o p p e r " ] , " r o l l N u m b e r " : 0 , " c u r r e n t P l a y e r " : 0 , " d i c e " : { " f a c e s " : [ 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 ] , " r e r o l l " : [ t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e ] } , " s c o r e 0 " : { " 1 " : n u l l , " 2 " : n u l l , " 3 " : n u l l , " 4 " : n u l l , " 5 " : n u l l , " 6 " : n u l l , " p l a y e r " : n u l l , " u p _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " b o n u s " : n u l l , " 3 k " : n u l l , " 4 k " : n u l l , " s s " : n u l l , " l s " : n u l l , " f h " : n u l l , " y a h _ t o k e n " : n u l l , " y " : n u l l , " c " : n u l l , " y a h _ b o n u s " : 0 , " b o t _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " g _ t o t a l " : n u l l } , " o w n e r " : " c o p p e r " , " s t a t u s " : " r e a d y " , " r o u n d " : 0 , " l a s t P o s t " : 1 7 1 8 5 7 0 9 1 0 }

Wow, great to see you!

Port Kar
Nura was diligent in her work process and she had another healer come and join them as together they would help lift him up a bit just to change the dressings that wrapped around him. They were going to make sure that there wasn't anything they missed as he wasn't out of the woods yet.

Of the course of an hour, they changed his dressings, and reapplied medicine to his wound and gave him some antibiotics to combat internal infections and the he was sedated once again because he needed to remain still so the body could heal itself. His name was Mercer, a middled aged man that to her knowledge have five children, a companion and a larger family still of siblings and aunts and uncles. They had been wanting to come see him but right now there was no point, but she allowed his companion to come whom was on her way to join his bed side. It was sometimes encouraged to have someone near that you loved, when an illness or an injury like this happens. If his conditioned changed, his Lady would be the first to say something. However, she didn't think his condition would change, he was getting better already.

Calculations - Measurements

Hubby says the same thing about soccer

i cannot fathom why anyone watches golf....... or play it, for that matter...*lol*

https://www.thegoreancave.com/tmm/measurements.php