Awwwwww!

Mar. 15th, 2010 07:35 pm
deep_red_bells: ([Expressive] Mommy & bb)



Your New Name Should Be Baileigh Nicole



Nicole means "victory of the people"! Consider scoring this new name a personal victory!




It's taken, but thanks anyway, meme!
deep_red_bells: ([Emote] Eeewwww)
Nathan is a cranky asshat.

That is all.
deep_red_bells: ([Emote] SQUEE!)
Keane, Somewhere Only We Know )

YAY VACATION Y/Y?!!

...YAY CAFFEINE Y/Y/HY??!!
deep_red_bells: (OOC)

1. Comment with a pairing or pairings (or a friendship, it doesn't have to be shippy). They can be het, slash, canon, or crack.
2. I will create a ship mix for that pairing that will range from an EP with a minimum of 3 songs to a full mix, with upwards of 20 songs. It depends on how much music I can find/how inspired I get. Likely there will be cover art, because that's like my favorite thing to do for fanmixes.
3. Fanmix meme makes no promises. By submitting your request, you give me permission to do whatever the hell I want with the muses and story. It does not have to affect any verses. Also, there's no guarantee I will make you a full mix, as I said. This does not reflect how much I love you/your muse, but how much the music I have matches up to the requests.
4. For my own personal sanity, please limit yourself to two requests. Select 'verse if relevant! These can involve your muse, or others you know mine have interacted with in RP or canon.
5. Expect me to take forever to actually finish this, because, I procrastinate. A lot.
6. Have fun and PROFIT??

Muses this meme applies to:
Baileigh ([livejournal.com profile] deep_red_bells )
Jennifer ([livejournal.com profile] favorsfire)
Inara ([livejournal.com profile] gracefulwoman /[livejournal.com profile] companionserra)
Leliana ([livejournal.com profile] guide_theirhand)
Imoen ([livejournal.com profile] loyal_godchild)
Rory ([livejournal.com profile] but_im_agilmore /[livejournal.com profile] coffee_literati)
Lorelai ([livejournal.com profile] needmycoffee)
Leslie ([livejournal.com profile] queenleslie)
Buffy ([livejournal.com profile] shes_thegeneral)
Rachel ([livejournal.com profile] so_wereclear)
Bryce ([livejournal.com profile] somesay_inice)
Daphne ([livejournal.com profile] speedster_girl)
Galen ([livejournal.com profile] starkiller_sith)

deep_red_bells: ([Expressive] Assessing)



You Are a Tiger Print



You are glamourous and confident. You stand out in a room, and you tend to keep to yourself.

You are highly independent and even a little mysterious. People know right away that you're very powerful.

You are highly sensitive and highly intuitive. You are good at staking out what you want and then pouncing to get it.

You crave adventure and challenges. Your life is constantly changing, and that's exactly how you like it.


deep_red_bells: ([Expressive] Got my eye on you)

One.

The Watchers say some of us have a sense of who and what we are our entire lives. We dream about them, the other girls like us, we see them fight, we watch them die. That never happened for me until I was called. I wonder if it was because I was so close to Buffy’s age--if Willow’s spell hadn’t worked, and Faith had ever fallen, the legacy would never have passed to me. It would’ve gone to a younger potential, a girl who would have more years in her, to someone stronger, faster, lither. Funny to think of, isn’t it? Mid-twenties, and already a senior citizen, so far as the world of the Slayer was concerned.

Two.

It was as though ghosts were determined to haunt me everywhere I turned. There was Willow. There were the vampires. There was the girl. There was the girl’s unofficial Watcher--and that, well, that was the last face I expected to see. I’d always wondered what happened to him. Now, I knew. I pleaded with whatever shreds of humanity the witch had left in her to send him back, to let him change what had been an unfair fate for so many. It was no great surprise that she refused.

Three.

It’s been centuries, and I still can’t describe just how it felt to die. Memories can be such subjective things as it is; sometimes all I can remember is how much it hurt, while other times, I can only recall the sense of completion and the feeling of release. There is something in me--in all of us--that craves nothing more or less than an end.

Four.

Her visits usually went like this: for the first day, sometimes the first two days, if I were lucky, I couldn’t get enough of her attention, her voice, her smile, the scent of her perfume, her vivacious and child-like spirit. She would let me dig through her purse and put on her lipstick, then chase me about with a Kleenex in hand, laughing at how I‘d managed to smear the vibrant red mess all over my face. She’d make promises and I, being a child desperately craving a connection to her wayward mother, would believe them. Then, the arguments set in. Every Spanish curse word I ever knew, I think I learned while I was hiding in my room, listening to my mother and my grandmother, the two most stubborn and temperamental women I have ever met, try to outmatch each other in volume and venom.

 Five.

Watching that wasted ball of mud fade from view was like losing a limb. No, it was worse. I died to save that world, and to see what became of it…looking back on it, I think that was the exact moment I stopped caring. It was worse than losing a limb. It was cutting out one’s heart with a rusty implement and somehow living the rest of one’s life with an open wound and empty chest.

Epilogue.

Here is where the curtain should close. The actors should take their final bows, the stage should go dark, the audience should go home, and the door should be closed and locked behind them. I wish that I could tell you my own story would end so neatly. It won’t. It will end in fire and it will end in blood, as it was always meant to. When that will happen, no one can say, and for now, I can only let it fade into grayness and static, and wait. If I am honest with myself, I am not ready for it to end yet. When I think of the end, the pain is still the most vivid memory, but when that changes, the gray will fade to black, and I’ll feel it again. The release, the completion. Finished.
deep_red_bells: ([Appearance] Legs/shoes)
[choices 'verse only] 227. TEN things you do in the morning.

1) Wake up
2) Use the bathroom
3) Brush teeth
4) Wash face
5) Flatten hair into something presentable
6) Let the dogs out
7) Get Irina in a good mood via cooing and belly tickles
8) Change Irina’s diaper
9) Feed Irina
10) Eat breakfast [/choices verse]
 
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deep_red_bells: ([Expressive] Mommy & bb)
More than slayer or wife, daughter or friend, 'mother' is the most important name she's ever carried.

Huh.

Feb. 10th, 2010 11:32 pm
deep_red_bells: ([Expressive] Sexy)



You Are Flirty and Aggressive


Your idea of romance is a good deal of give and take. You like playful, flirtatious banter and teasing.

You get bored easily in relationships, and you always notice if the spark is gone. You like to feel challenged.

Your ideal partner is bright, sexy, and even a little dangerous. You don't want someone who is too easy to get.

For you, love is always changing and evolving. The love you feel for each person is completely unique.


Baaaaaa.

Feb. 10th, 2010 12:03 pm
deep_red_bells: ([Expressive] Hand to head)
Baileigh Solis
"Live fast die NOW!"


Yeah, no.
deep_red_bells: ([Text] Brown Eyed Girl)
"OMG I LOVE YOUR _____": A RP Meme D'Amour : My Thread
deep_red_bells: ([Expressive] Mommy & bb)



BECAUSE CLEARLY IT NEEDED TO BE LICKED. HOW ELSE DO YOU KNOW WHAT PLASTIC TASTES LIKE? THIS IS HOW WE LEARN ABOUT THINGS! BY LICKING THEM!

Also, note her tiny shoes? Yep, she's learning early.
deep_red_bells: ([Text] Queen Bee)












Michael Covas and Rosa Solis are Proud to Announce the Birth of their Child, Baileigh Solis, on May 13, 1981.
 
 
Unfortunately, Baileigh Solis sees imaginary friends.
 
Michael Covas and Rosa Solis are confused. So very confused..


deep_red_bells: ([Appearance] Hair tuck)



You Are Ice Cream



You are a fun loving, easy going person. You are into celebrating, even if you're the only one at the party.

You tend to give in to your impulses, even if they aren't completely healthy. You figure you only live once!

You go with your gut, and you believe that whatever you're craving in life is exactly what you need.

You don't second guess yourself or those around you. You are very accepting and kind.


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