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RD: Café Brio
Welcome to Café Brio! Quaint in atmosphere, but actually quite spacious inside, the café is the number one spot to meet people and just generally loiter around. Open twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, the coffee is world-class and the snacks are always fresh. Couches are available for lounging, studying, and even napping. Make yourself at home and stay as long as you would like!
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  • I know what I've said
    I know what I've done
    But I'm taking a break from reason
    Because I still want to have some fun
     -- Christian, Sat, Sep 11 2004, 12:32pm PDT
    Still trying to adjust to the small town and the way things worked, his stomach had been grumbling when he had left his apartment a good half hour ago, and so he was completely famished by the time he finally arrived. The idea of buying a car was starting to look more and more tempting, but then he would have to learn to drive it, and he was pretty sure that he wouldn't be able to afford any of that right now anyway. So, he was left having to travel by foot - which wasn't such a bad thing really, because it gave him time to think. But then when he got thinking, he lost all other focus - so a walk from his place to the lodge that could easily take twenty minutes or less, often took him double that. Still in something of a daze - his brilliant gaze glazed with that faraway look he got when his mind was elsewhere - he made his way slowly up the steps and through the building in the direction of the kitchen. A simple green tee fitted to his torso and faded jeans to his hips, messenger bag over one shoulder, the flip-flops on his toes announced his physical presence before he was conscious enough to take in his surroundings...


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  • You can call me Jojo -- Jo Ellis, Sat, Sep 11 2004, 1:35am PDT
    You can call me Jojo
    Because I am dreaming

    Jo Ellis got out of the yellow cab and leafed through her purse for some notes. They were crimped and crinkled but the bearded man in the taxi accepted them gladly, giving the olive skinned 19 year old a wink. Smiling a sickly sweet and innocent smile, the youth fought back the deep wave of nausea threatening to rise in the pit of her stomach. The whole journey the dodgy old coot had been eying her up and Jojo had to sit with her legs crossed, arranging her flowing knee-length skirt so that no inch of her thighs were exposed. Giving the cab driver a wave, Jo gladly turned away to look around. It was quiet and very still, but through the heavy night air the tanned lass could just make out a sign for 'the lodge'. The Lodge. It sounded like a nice enough place. Long shanks took the belle up the pathway to the door, rapping against it's cool wooden surface with her knuckles.

    Name: Jo(jo) Ellis
    Age: 19 yrs
    Gender: Female
    Picture: Yup
    An example post: Yup
    OOC name: Kona
    AIM: sunny kona xx
    Email: hannah.francis@btinternet.com

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    (NT) -- No name, Sat, Sep 11 2004, 3:02pm PDT
  • }{Turn Me On}{ -- Payton, Fri, Sep 10 2004, 8:12pm PDT
    She stepped in the lobby looking around, hoping she might find someone to talk to or such. A black hoodie and blue jeans is what she was wearing. Digits slip into the pocket in her sweater and she looks around for someone to converse with.

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  • ~* A Bella Cosa *~
    -- Lenora, Fri, Sep 10 2004, 6:34pm PDT
    ~* Petite femme enters the lodge for only her second time. It already felt like home. Olive-complected body was clothed in a floaty white skirt that flounced out just above her knees, and a simple black tank top paired with intricate black sandals from her homeland of Sicily. Her soft lustrous ebony waves were loose about her slim shoulders, wide black eyes warm and relatively friendly. She just barely missed her older brother on the way in, fortunately for her. He still wasn't aware of her presence, and she hoped to keep it that way for awhile. Stopping at the window, she looks out to watch him drive away. It was nice to finally be on her own. *~

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  • [Mahlon] -- Nicky, Fri, Sep 03 2004, 2:11pm PDT
    "i just don't want to watch you die..it would kill me.." she said softly, staying close in his arms. "that would be the only reason i'm considering leaving..

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  • [Carmine] -- Kayli, Fri, Sep 03 2004, 2:15pm PDT
    she smirked, running her fingers over the tattoo. "i like.." she smirks playfully. she rolls up her shirt sleeve to reveal a heart with a sword dripping blood through it, with Kayli in black in the center. she smirks, then lifts up her shirt to just below her chest, turns and reveals the chinese symbol for Lust.

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  • I've been sleeping for a thousand ages
    And I need to clear my mind
    These painted mirrors give no reflection
    It's getting hard to see the signs
     -- Christian, Thu, Sep 09 2004, 6:53pm PDT
    The day was growing old and he had successfully wasted the past couple hours inside the lodge. His excuse to himself was that he was waiting out the rain before he headed out for the walk back to his apartment - he didn't own a car, hadn't needed to in the densely concentrated New York City that had been his home before here. Truth was more along the lines that his bed was presently a mattress on the floor in a disaster of a room, and the couches here were more comfortable. Not to mention there was food here - unlike his empty fridge and cupboards - so he might as well stick around and grab some dinner. Later though, because at this very moment he was stretched out on one of those aforementioned couches - softly snoring up a storm. On his back, one arm was draped over his eyes, his knees were bent and twisted slightly sideways to rest against the back of the couch. Nearby, his messenger bag rested on the ground - the contents precious, but his laid-back, seemingly almost careless nature didn't allow him to be concerned about it...

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  • I don't care and you can't stop me -- Kineta, Thu, Sep 09 2004, 5:53pm PDT

    she wandered in after an extensive tour of the grounds. out of curiosity, she'd explored the club, the beach, the park, among other areas. so far, what she saw, she enjoyed. if only she had a few people with which to share the joy. right now, however, as the sun weakened and the shadows started their daily overtaking, she wasn't worried about much. the soft breeze in her face all but blew the oppressive negative energy away. it mussed her unruly dark hair, which hung a little more than halfway down her back, and caused slight goosebumps to prickle up and down her arms, but she was nonetheless happy and in a optimistic frame of mind. her athletic body was clad simply in a beige and black billabong hoodie with a pair of well-worn jeans. her relatively small feet were sheltered by black and silver DCs, the origically white laces having been replaced by bright rainbow colored ones. just to spice things up a bit, was her reasoning. as she made her way back to the lodge, which had proved boring as of yet, she occupied her hands by lacing them together inside the kangaroo pocket of her sweater.

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  • All day long just takin' it easy
    Layin' in the hammock where it's nice and breezy
    Sleepin' off the night before
    'Cause when the sun goes down, we’ll be back for more.
     -- Kaya, Thu, Sep 09 2004, 2:38pm PDT
    Kaya which is Thai for love She was orphaned as an infant but raised by a loving aunt here in the states. The beautiful female is still young and feisty. Currently she is a student here at the nearby university.




    She had finally gotten some time off from her busy schedule to explore the new place so here she was, wandering up the stairs to the lodge. A smile played on her pretty face as she absently sucked on a caramel apple sucker, gods blessing to all of the earth. With a sigh she tugged on a hoodie, unusued to this cool weather. It looked a little out of place with her sarong style flowing skirt that caught the wind and billowed around her long legs.

    Having come off the distraction of the cold, she allowed her gaze to sweep around, taking in some of the people there with the ever present, ever playful smile on her face. She was defintely her own personality, mischevious and playful, easy to get along with but she was also almost too empathetic. She felt others pain so thoroughly, felt what they were feeling even when she didn't know them, that other peoples hurts and griefs kept her up at night. The skill was a curse and a blessing all in one but her distinctive personality was perfect for her future career; child psychology.




    Player: Jamie
    aim:stellarxeclipse
    email: jay_girl143@hotmail.com
    © to me - do not steal. I frown upon it





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  • You need to search between the seams
    You need to twist within the dream
    You're one step closer away
     -- Christian, Wed, Sep 08 2004, 6:09pm PDT
    When he had left his apartment some forty or so minutes ago - the walk was longer than he had expected, not that he was moving at a hurried pace - the sun had been shining, though clouds were scattered and there was a definite chill to the air. Now as the sky was darkening and rain was beginning to threaten, he was still flip-flopping his way at a lazy stroll - mind a million miles away. He sported a casual look at the best of times, and he was looking especially rumpled today. The worn and torn - from actual use, not bought that way - denims that fit to his narrow hips and the white tee that outlined his toned torso were simply all that he had managed to dig out of a box in his still unorganized and unpacked bedroom. He was showered but unshaven and his hair was precisely mussed, a grey messenger bag slung over one shoulder and hands shoved into his pockets - slowly making his way down the path in the general direction of the lodge, completely oblivious to the world around him, as was often the norm for him and his wandering mind...


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  • [ithica] -- Kineta, Mon, Sep 06 2004, 1:26pm PDT
    she had hardly been here a day and she knew nobody, so she was surprised when she heard her hometown nickname being called. turning her head, she spotted Ithica and an enormous smile light her dark featured face. "Ithee!" meeting her cousin halfway, she threw her arms around her and swung her around. "How are you? What's happening? What's it like here? Do you like it?" the questions shot out like an automatic weapon, Kineta talking uncharistically fast, her dark eyes flashing excitedly. it was great to see a familiar face, even for an aventure-seeker like herself.

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  • ~|~ Make Another Wish Upon A Fallen Star ~|~
    -- Kellina, Tue, Sep 07 2004, 3:55pm PDT
    So, she was finally back. And it was good to be home, though the bad memories outweighed the good ones here. Her trademark soft blonde hair hung in long, luxurious waves down her back. Her wide eyes, a turbulant hue of bluish-gray, took in the sights eagerly. She recognized a few people, but most of them were new to her. Her frame, slender and of average height and ample curves, was clothed in a simple black tank top and worn-out jeans. She was obviously at home in this place, kicking off her flip-flops at the door and padding across the floor with her tiny bare feet and a jangling silver anklet. She paused to look out the window, crossing her slim bronze arms in front of her quietly. She didn't know why she continued to come here, but she was drawn to this place for some inexplicable reason.

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  • .... In Her Eyes My World Came So Alive....
    -- Shane, Thu, Sep 02 2004, 2:01pm PDT
    The all-too familiar mascu enters the lodge, his cocky aura slightly diminished. He was alone, suprisingly enough. With his black spikey hair tousled, and his black eyes hooded, he looked as if he hadn't slept in days. He hadn't actually. His muscles were tight with anxiety, obviously tense beneath his white beater and jeans. He hadn't bothered to scan the room as he usually did, a mistake he could possibly pay for dearly soon. He just turned to look out the window as if in a daze. He could feel that Mahlon was in the room, they had that connection, but he had no idea about the rest of the inhabitants. He didn't much care at the moment, either. He wasn't sure where all his friends had dissapeared to, but he was aching for company. And sleep eventually.

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  • «Kill the Stars« -- Jake, Mon, Sep 06 2004, 9:06am PDT



    (( hurt me ))
    x i want a lover i don't have to love, x
    i want a girl who's too sad to give a fcuk.
    where's the kid with the chemicals?
    first name jacob
    middle name christopher
    last name lawrence
    aka jake
    delivered
    age 2.18.86
    square one New York City, NY
    guardians jacob lawrence sr. x krista jones
    hair black
    eyes brown
    self this is a tattooed and pierced anti-social typical punk kid. he views the world negatively and saunters about. his only love is his skateboard. has always been the 'dumpee' in relationships and feels he is a jynx. quiet and reserved. jake is very intelligent but freely burns away his smarts with drugs. he loathes himself and is slightly depress. he feels there is no hope left for him.
    beloved -
    acquaintances -
    friends -
    enemies -

    x i thought he said to meet him here, x
    but i'm not sure.

    (( sinewy male moved into the area. desolate and alone but there was pride in the chocolate orbs beneath spiked inky tassels. underarm was tucked the beloved board. cargos fell over straight hips to kiss osiris clad peds. torso was hindered beneath that of a comfy band shirt, the band being AFI...his favorite group. orbs traveled over the room but never steady upon a single lost soul ))

    x i've got the money x
    if you've got the time.

    puppetress
    jill

    x he said, "it feels good." x
    i said "i'll give it a try."


    picture and html by
    Jill

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    Whoopsidaisy :) -fixes tag for you- (NT) -- No name, Mon, Sep 06 2004, 9:25am PDT
  • Ever the inquisitive, interested character, the waifish redhead looked up when she heard his entrance - once again, she was hiding from Callum here - of course he could call her cell anytime he wanted, and he had a pretty good idea where she was, but if she was here and he was there, then she felt like she had some freedom from the overbearing big brother he'd become. She was at the Oreos again, licking the icing out and stacking the cookies together in a pile beside her. (NT) -- Ivy, Mon, Sep 06 2004, 9:27am PDT
  • I don't care and you can't stop me -- Kineta Diotrephes, Sun, Sep 05 2004, 4:49pm PDT

    finally! she was finally out! no more parents hovering over her, breathing down her neck, eagle-eyeing her every move. she could finally burp or scratch her ass without being reprimanded. not that she would, of course. . . just nice to know that if the occasion presented itself, she wouldn't have to worry about being given an evil look and the silent treatment because her behavior hinted to the horrible truth; she wasn't perfect! little Kineta had flaws. oh dear god! she must be some sin against nature! but as her dark eyes took in everything she was seeing in this new place, all thoughts of home and suffocation left her. she felt refreshed. . . like she could finally breath.

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  • I used to know the sound of your smile -- Skylar David, Sun, Sep 05 2004, 1:49pm PDT

    Skylar walked into the lodge, running a hand through his uncombed blonde hair, letting his dark eyes scan around a few moments before walking over to a chair and plopping down. He looked around, soaking in the place. Man was it different from his old place in Florida. Not bad, just different. But hey, change is good right?? And it's not like the people here where so bad to look at or anything, he had just walked in and had already seen a few girls he wouldn't mind befriending.

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  • I am wired and fading
    Looking blind and blaming
     -- Shay, Wed, Sep 01 2004, 5:14pm PDT
    Kalia had been begging all morning to go play with Kesi, but she had been over there three of the last four days, so he had offered to take the two out for the afternoon - Kaylee was out somewhere and he figured it would give Cassie a bit of a break from playing mama. A watchful eye never leaving the little girls playing in the grass, he lowered himself to the stairs of the front porch and leaned back on his hands - feet one step below and knees bent. His brows were gently furrowed, gaze almost pensive as he reluctantly allowed his mind to drift - to where else he could be and what else he could be doing, if he had only said 'yes' to that offer.. It was clouding over again and a storm seemed to be rolling in and even the weather seemed to suit his mood. Wordlessly, he leaned forward to zip up Kesi's jacket and then help pull on Kali's sweater for her at the girls' requests - wearing a black hoodie unzipped over a kelly green tee and faded jeans himself...


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  • *~* -- Lenora, Wed, Sep 01 2004, 3:23pm PDT
    *~* She slipped into the lodge with the last rays of sunlight the day held, grace and elegance evident in her every movement. She seemed to be of Sicilian descent with her evenly tanned complexion and ebony tresses. Her thick hair was shiney and lustrous, and darker than midnight, loose and wavy about her slim shoulders. Eyes of a startling emerald green sparkled with the knowledge of that which no-one else could know. Straight and even features balanced out the darkness of her person, along with a simple white cotton eyelet dress. The thin spaghetti straps just did suppourt her ample bossom, above her narrow waist and curving hips. She was quietly observing the room, her sharp eyes investigating each and every person imperceptibly. When she found who she'd been looking for, she rolled her lovely eyes and stood still. She wouldn't bother her big brother when he was talking to a girl. Besides, maybe she could find something to do around this place. Glancing down at her thin, but obviously expensive golden watch, she found the time to be suitable, and stayed where she was. *~*

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    (NT) -- urgh, Wed, Sep 01 2004, 3:24pm PDT
  • His dark gaze travels the room extensively, dark hair brushed back from his face, arms folded as a sullen expression played over his features boredly, a white beater and baggy jeans covering his muscled form as he sat, uninspired, waiting for Isaiah to show. In the mean time however, he was open for distraction, and this pretty little female before him seemed quite the object worthy of his time. (NT) -- Spencer, Wed, Sep 01 2004, 3:55pm PDT
  • he smirked and leant forward on his knees, a cigarette hanging idly from his hand as he spoke to her, his voice low, dark sullen eyes intense on her "You look like a little lost puppy sunshine..." (NT) -- Spencer, Wed, Sep 01 2004, 4:02pm PDT
  • *~* A brow arching at his words, she fiddled with the watch on her slim wrist. "You think so? Maybe I am lost.." She said, her smooth voice laced with a perceptible Italian accent. She kept her eyes on him, liking the looks of this man. Her brother surely wouldn't approve, but she liked the boys who looked a bit dangerous. *~* (NT) -- Lenora, Wed, Sep 01 2004, 4:06pm PDT
  • He smirked and brought the cigarette to his lips, eyes narrowed slightly as he took a hit, watching her all the while "Thats too bad...I have a weakness for lost little girls" (NT) -- Spencer, Wed, Sep 01 2004, 4:11pm PDT
  • Tipping his head up a touch, a smirk remained laced on his lips, watching her a moment longer before standing, heading to her, his hand moving to her elbow to guide her perposefully outside "Sure... I can take you anywhere you wanna go sunshine" (NT) -- Spencer, Wed, Sep 01 2004, 4:19pm PDT
  • *~* She followed without a fight, looking up at him. "I'll go anywhere, anywhere, you wanna take me.. (NT) -- Lenora, Wed, Sep 01 2004, 4:23pm PDT
  • He smirks at that and finished his cigarette, tossing it thoughtlessly, his hand moving around to her lower back, head for his bike "You know there are some pretty dangerous strangers out there beautiful..." He didn;t sound in the least concerned for her -- Spencer >>, Wed, Sep 01 2004, 4:26pm PDT
  • *~* She feigned naivity, her eyes widening. "I'm sure your not one of `em, right? -- Lenora >>, Wed, Sep 01 2004, 4:30pm PDT
  • He smirked at her innocent act... he knew girls too well to tell between the real thing and the act- but he wouldn't complain "Of course not sugar... I'm Spencer... you're regular knight in shining leathers." (NT) -- Spencer, Wed, Sep 01 2004, 4:34pm PDT
  • Come on in... I gotta tell you 'bout the state I'm in... I started looking for the warning signs - I started looking for excuses... -- Ivy, Sat, Aug 28 2004, 7:00pm PDT
    The lanky redhead with a pixie cut made her way in lazily - it had been a long day - up early with a visit to the doctors to confirm that everything was in tip top shape and then she'd spent the morning unpacking things in the apartment she shared with Callum. Letting the screen door slam behind her, the girl in cut off corduroy pants and a sheer black tshirt with a busy logo on the front of it, slid the Birks off of her feet and padded barefoot across the hardwood floor toward the kitchen - her aim: cookies. With her treat in hand she made her way to the nearest bay window and settled herself in the window seat with her back against the wall and her toes against the opposing one, the cookies in her lap.
    It was a long journey she'd made - when she thought about it - from her home to here - from health to illness to recovery and back again - from coupled with a protective, nurturing significant other, to complete singledom: The last year had been one of many changes, many journeys, and she'd come through all of them unscathed, and eager - eager to begin whatever life this new place, this new health, this newfound freedom carried for her.

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  • [to:Carmine] -- Kayli, Sat, Aug 28 2004, 6:54am PDT
    "jaded huh?" she said with a sarcastic smile as she tilted her head to the side to gaze at him. "i know all about guys like you.." she said with a sexy smile, her alluring personality and sex appeal helped a lot as wel;.

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  • [to:Mahlon] -- Nicky, Sat, Aug 28 2004, 7:04am PDT
    tears begin to form at the corners of her eyes and she looks away from him. she had made up her mind. her and joseph were leaving, as soon as she could. "mahlon, how can you be so sure they won't?" she said with a frightened look on her face, one of pure terror. "i couldn't be here to watch this thing go down.." she said shakily.

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  • So I'll run back into your loving arms... -- Callum, Mon, Aug 30 2004, 5:21am PDT
    He wasn't usually far behind Ivy - but he just lingered on the sidelines, in the background if he needed her. The two of them had always been close, but he knew he was bordering on insanely overprotective here. He couldn't help himself - he'd taken it upon himself to father his younger sister, since their parents had gone AWOL. Rubbing his tongue over his top teeth, he got a feel for where in the room that she was, and then headed off to find himself a newspaper. He often felt like an old man in a 23 year old's body - and now was no different. His broad torso was framed in a white tshirt, a pair of cargo shorts low on his narrow waist, his dark hair, as always, completely out of control. He sat himself down and cracked open the paper - things were so different here, even the way the news was reported, the focus shifted to negative stories and rarely anything good.

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  • looking for a love -- Tyson, Fri, Aug 27 2004, 10:45am PDT
    stands at the edge of the lodge looking for a love that would spark any moment his tan dark skin glistens in the sun as his dark brown eyes sparkle at every sight that walks by. His hands are nudged in his pockets and his shy vibe is releised. The 6 foot man walks as he slowly enters the lodge not knowing what he will see or find

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  • [to:Mahlon] -- Nicky, Fri, Aug 20 2004, 4:08pm PDT
    "there's no reason to worry about me. i'm not going anywhere." she said with a smile, absentmindly interlocking her fingers with his.

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  • -- Kayli, Fri, Aug 20 2004, 5:09pm PDT
    vixen entered the lodge after a long day. pink Converse shoes carried her over to the couch nearest her. she sat down and curled her feet up underneath her. sporting a pair of tight lowride blue jeans and a black Linkin Park tee, she wasn't exactly "well-dressed". she saw her sister and brother-in-law and nodded a hello. everything was boring here now that shane hadn't been around much. he was always with faith, not that that wasn't a bad thing, she was just tired nowadays. she shrugs and sips at a water, optics darting about the lodge, looking for no one in particular.

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