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Post by Prince on Jul 25, 2007 4:32:13 GMT -5
There is a small island in the middle of the lake in Prospect park. People don't come here, because there is no way to get here other than a row boat or swimming. Still every 4th of July this is where they light off fireworks. Figure there's pleanty of water if they need to put out a fire.
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Post by misery on Nov 24, 2007 15:25:32 GMT -5
Misery stared out at the water from the shore and wondered about the tiny island that remained isolated from humanity. Sitting down she tilted her head, causing her hat to fall over her left eye, she smiled gently putting her head back right. It was a peaceful day and she just finished running her papes, laying on the grass she stared up at the clouds, nothing else to do but wait until tomorrow. It was the same old routine, wake up, sell papes, go hang around for lunch, wait to recieve spot's orders, and then go relax. Misery hated routines, rolling her eyes she wished for something, anything exciting to happen, more importantly she wished for someone to talk with her. Sighing she sat up, 'Is ANYONE around here?" asked the girl frustratedly.
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Post by rick on Nov 28, 2007 15:40:33 GMT -5
"Depends really," Rick had been sleeping in the grass, he guessed she hadn't noticed him "What is it exactly, that you want" He asked cocking he eyebrow. Rick dug in his pocket for a moment and pulled out a cigarette for a smoke.
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Post by misery on Nov 29, 2007 22:46:47 GMT -5
Misery stood up in shock as she heard a voice and suddenly saw a guy laying in the grass. She glared, 'And if I don't want anything?" she asked, she was ready for a fight. It was very rare that she ever trusted anyone, but men...she never did. "'Sides, what are you doing heah?" her voice was very defensive as she braced herself at any time to be attacked. She never trusted anyone except her fellow Newsies.
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Post by rick on Nov 30, 2007 15:29:17 GMT -5
Rick shrugged, "Then I'd go back to me nap" He said rather calmly, "And dats all I was doin', sleepin' until that is, yous yelled in my ear" he said, then closed his eyes and lay back down.
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Post by misery on Dec 1, 2007 19:34:49 GMT -5
Misery glared viciously at him, 'I never woke yous up, ain't my fault you happen to hear." she replied smartly, she wasn't very sure what to make of this fellow. Sitting back down, yet her guard never simmered, she crossed her legs and took out a ciggarette. "so...you ain't from around heah I see." she commented easily, lighting the rolled up object. "What brings you herah just to sleep?" she wondered. Not that she cared, it just seemed that she wanted to talk to someone who actually wanted to talk with her.
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Post by rick on Dec 3, 2007 15:36:45 GMT -5
"I goes whea I wants, when I wants ta, I was tired soes I snatched me up a spot and went ta sleep, that is till ya yelled in me eah." Rick replied just as smooth as he could be.
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Post by misery on Dec 4, 2007 10:42:38 GMT -5
Misery rolled her eyes, "Yeah yeah, I've already heard about your complainin'' she quipped. "So where yous from anyway?' she asked, her eyes softened slightly, he didn't seem to want any trouble, so she gave in slightly and looked out at the island once more. She had always wondered what was out there, one of her dreams was to one day go and visit it.
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Post by rick on Dec 4, 2007 15:34:04 GMT -5
"I ain't form nowheres, and why is you askin so many questions?" Rick said "And where is it exactly that yous from and what are ya doin way out here?"
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Post by pyrojefferson on Jan 14, 2008 19:08:59 GMT -5
((New Day))
Pyro sat in the tall grass by the lake, staring with great concentration at the little island in the middle of the lake. She had half a mind to swim out to it, but she would be cold and wet, and Write would be mad if she dripped lake water all over the floor. She rolled her eyes and flopped back, staring up at the blue, nearly cloudless sky. Write was such a mother sometimes. It was ridiculous. She sang softly to herself, enjoying the sunshine on her face. She didn't notice when someone sat down next to her, until she suddenyl felt as if she was being watched. Abruptly, she stopped singing and sat up, looking at the other person warily. She was not by nature distrustful, but she'd lived in New York long enough to be wary of strange people who sat down in the grass next to you in the park when almost no one else was around.
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Post by corsair on Jun 14, 2008 18:43:18 GMT -5
>>New Day<<
Corsair decided to do some more 'investigating'. He headed towards Brooklyn, Spot Conlon's territory, if it hadn't been for Jack Kelly's strike Spot would be the most popular leader, now it seemed that Kelly and Conlon were about head to head. Good thing they got along. Corsair decided to go the park, it had been a while since he had been there and wanted to see if anything had changed.
As he walked down the paths he saw a small island in the lake and he was curious. He wanted to go over there but since it didn't look like many people were there he decided to stay on this side of the lake, he stopped however and looked out at the lake. It was probably one of the most peaceful places you could find in New York.
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Post by dot on Jun 14, 2008 19:00:35 GMT -5
Dot decided to go to Prospect park.
As Dot turned the corner to one of the paths, she saw blsck a guy with a black mostash, and black hair.
Dot had seen him around Brooklyn, but she just never caught his name.
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Post by corsair on Jun 14, 2008 19:16:37 GMT -5
Corsair heard footsteps behind him and turned to see a blond girl behind him. "Who are you?" He asked, noticing her looking at him. He could pretty defensive.
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Post by dot on Jun 15, 2008 9:20:01 GMT -5
"Who are you?"
" I'm Dot.. who are you. said Dot, Dot now remembered him.......... he is a thief.
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Post by corsair on Jun 16, 2008 19:06:31 GMT -5
Corsair frowned, she seemed like a simple girl. "Dot...well hi..." Was all he said before looking out at the lake, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it, then took a short drag. He blew out the smoke, still looking out at the water.
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