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Moose's Log: March 2010
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This here blog is ma experiences since i found ma self on this here island in tha middle of tha Beer Mooda Tangle. Tuesday, March 30, 2010. Moose Begins Her Journey Back To Glint. Moose hears that there are chores and "civil duties" to perform in Glint. She packs for Glint but she needs some sort of transportation. Here is Moose, still in BBWorld:. Emm, Here i is at the junk yard what they got over here at tha bbworld. Well, they got sum nice junk here. Oh! Tha reason I is here? Wonder where i is at?
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Tokyo Bitch Chronicle: February 2011
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Monday, February 21, 2011. Blast from the past, drowned and burnt to ashes. Here i stand - alive again, in my old appearance which was the look i loved in 2008. Strong styled black hair, a bit more lady-like as the months ago and with glasses again. Only a few remember this style on me and it awakes many memories in my soul while running around and act in that. But i said earlier that i am "alive again" and this needs a bit explanation and details from the weekend. After a salve of very painful shocks by...
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Tokyo Bitch Chronicle: May 2011
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Sunday, May 29, 2011. New scary details i noticed all around the Rape Asylum. There are many filled rubbish sacks and trash cans here and there and especially at delicate spots like the cruel chopping board and the new installed mighty, pointy impaling sticks. But also new torture-devices were placed in some of the rooms. So there is now also a table for hammering pins through female breasts and an iron maiden with extremely pointy spikes inside. Other guys came by and molested, abused and raped me too d...
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Tokyo Bitch Chronicle: March 2012
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Sunday, March 25, 2012. A Sadistic Spring Progresses. While the coming spring unfolds its warmth, i become more and more settled in my sadistic role as client of the Glass´n Stone House. Poor victims got enforced to get fucked by my huge black doberman and i was enjoying to see their disgust branded deeply in the faces. Other girls had to suffer while being forced to pick up and chew used condoms out of the garbage, and of course they had to swallow them. Sunday, March 18, 2012. Back To The Roots. Sir Jo...
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Slave to Fashion: Home sweet pixels.
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Sunday, August 8, 2010. When I'm no where else to be found in world, this is where you can probably find me. I built this house a few months ago and I've been pretty pleased with the result. I do have most of the old houses still - it's amazing what my purse holds. If anyone wants a very basic, very low prim house (I think I have a three room for 16 prims) - give me a holler. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. The People's Republic of Glint. Profile Pieces: nikki Ronwood.
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Slave to Fashion: Hair we go
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Saturday, June 19, 2010. Oh come on, you had to know I'd use a pun - that. Pun - for the first post about hair! I got me some new hair. It's. In the colour cocoa (yes, most of my hair has some reference to chocolate) from : 69: . I'd give you the. But they're almost impossible to find. I think the shop is in the process of a reorganization, but all the old styles are still available. Do a search for. The creator) and check out the second link on her picks. I love long hair, but. View my complete profile.
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Tokyo Bitch Chronicle: December 2012
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Thursday, December 27, 2012. From Boobed Summer To Deadly Winter. Highly potent flames all around me - and this while my body falls down in the depth, a deadly noose around my neck. So here i am again - after a long period of silence at this diary. Much changed during this few months of non-writing. I want to tell you of course the most what happened, so i am starting at a familiar point. The Glass´n Stone House was my destination to hide for a few very deserved moments. There i was able to let ...But al...
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GERA IN WONDERLAND: Pussy Wife
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The Story of a girl on a corrupt island. Sonntag, 27. September 2009. YT Recreant: these shoes. YT Recreant: i will neer understand that. Gera Heliosense shrugs and smiles:" They complete the outfit.thats all. YT Recreant steps closer and traces the jacket with her finger "this.outfit? Gera Heliosense: yes.for example*she looks at you and smiles when your finger trace over the garnment. Gera Heliosense: I wouldn't no.but.Dunnagh likes me to be naked AND wear shoes and stockings. Tara Bergan is Online.
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GERA IN WONDERLAND: Winter shows me the dock
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The Story of a girl on a corrupt island. Montag, 1. April 2013. Winter shows me the dock. 04:36] winterthyme: "Knock knock - anyone home? 04:36] Gera Heliosense: Winter! 04:36] Gera Heliosense: yes please come in. 04:36] winterthyme: Hello - I saw you through the window and thought I would come and say hello. 04:36] Gera Heliosense: Do you have any news for me? 04:36] winterthyme: How are you? I haven't spoken to you properly for ages. 04:37] Gera Heliosense: I know. 04:41] Gera Heliosense: yeah, sexual ...
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GERA IN WONDERLAND: April 2013
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The Story of a girl on a corrupt island. Mittwoch, 10. April 2013. This is not the end. The last few survivors huddled around the burning crate, their eyes watering as the smoke swirled in the draughts that whistled through the broken window panes. The girl with the long black hair, shaved at one side to a checker-board pattern cleared her throat and spoke, her voice carrying clearly " So. I guess this is it. Maybe we will all meet up again and live ordinary lives, loving and laughing and.and. It's time ...
