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tigerseye46 · 3 years

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tell us about ur new oc!

Thanks for giving me an excuse to talk about her! I have a lot.

I’ve actually mentioned her before but before I figured everything out. I rp her in a server with my friends.

Her name is Huáng Xiàróng (煌夏荣 Brilliant Summer Glory)! Her name used to be Yuán but I changed it. I’ve created one design for her, I don’t draw often so it’s not the best but I tried. I’ll post her demon form and picrew of her human form at the end.

Originally she was supposed to be a motherly figure. That… uhh did not exactly go as planned. I kinda made her feral instead- also she used to be a straight up villain.

She’s a rabbit/bunny demon. Specifically a Manchurian hare. She has a mix of black, brown and gray fur with three spots on the side of her face which are replaced by freckles in human form. She has a notch on her ear and some spots there too. She has slight wavy hair with braids in the back.

Her hair is black with green strands, kinda like Mei which was completely unintentional and I only realized that now. Her eyes are green but they change to red when angered and brown when annoyed. She has a frilly dress. She has a tattoo on her back, 戰士 meaning warrior. Her height is 6 feet and 2 inches. She’s around 3000, maybe a bit younger and physically looks 35 - 40.

Small tw here, she has scars from years of fighting.

Abilities:

She can shapeshift to various things including a normal bunny form and a bigger, more terrifying version of herself.

Like most rabbits, she’s extremely fast (super speed).

She has the ability to control and manipulate fire.

She can jump high.

Super strength

And friend suggested the ability to possibly summon and ride a cloud.

Backstory: (I’m just going to copy and paste her backstory that I used for smth)

Xiàróng was born in the Qin Dynasty to two rabbit demons. Her parents were fierce demon lords that loved to mess with humans with their army. Her parents trained her in the hopes that she would follow in their footsteps and she did. She became a fierce warrior with a strong love of fighting and battling.

She led her armies into villages, messing with humans and demanding offerings. She loved the absolute terror that popped up on their faces as her army swept in. She enjoyed the amusement she felt every time they thought they could defeat her along with the absolute adrenaline that came with fighting.

Her parents were extremely proud of her and at times, fought with her but they mostly stayed regulated to their hideout. One day, they passed away in the field of battle, she rose and took their place. Xiàróng became better known as a fierce rabbit demon lord and grew her armies, even allying at points with some other demons.

She became renowned as her parents always hoped she would be. She loved her army and always made sure their efforts were rewarded. She treated them as a second family to her and they shared a deep bond.

One of Xiàróng’s generals told her about a monk journeying west to get scriptures and if she eats him, she can become immortal. While initially excited at this prospect, she declined when she found out that the person guarding him was the Great Sage. She then made sure her army never crossed paths with Sun Wukong and the rest of the pilgrims.

She continued onward and she thought the whole thing could last forever.

But obviously, nothing lasts forever. Humans started advancing and her demon army started falling, either passing away in battle, getting tired of fighting or deciding that they wanted to move on and pass off as humans to live normal lives, sometimes a mixture of the last two.

Xiàróng never stopped fighting and refused to quit until she faced a fierce opponent in battle that caused her spirits to wane. She eventually realized that with humanity’s advancements she longer had the edge that she used to. She decided to sadly give up fighting about 500-1000 years prior to modern day. In her current identity, she works at a boring office job to survive all while longing for the good old days.

The group finds her when they need her to face an opponent she had previously faced, possibly the same one that caused her spirits to wane.

(She also had might or might not have had a kid at one point when she was still a warrior. Mildly debating on the kid thing but I’m probably going with it.)

Likes and Dislikes:

She absolutely loves fighting, she loves the thrill that comes with it. She values hard workers as she had to work hard to get to where is. She loves to reminisce about the good old days when she was feared and respected. She likes the summer season. Her favorite colors are red and green. She likes drinking tea. She adores the outdoors. She likes (also dislikes) being alone. She likes people who value their family. She is a big fan of action movies. She likes exercising. She likes organization and plans. She loves her motorcycle and weapons. She loves being the leader of projects as it gives her a sense of power. She loves fire and is often entranced by it. She likes using her jumping abilities. She likes exploring nature.

She dislikes the modern advancements humans have made as she believes it puts her as a disadvantage and is part of the reason she is no longer feared. She dislikes mundane office work as she believes it to be below her skill level but does it to survive. She dislikes people who desert others as some of her army left because they were tired of fighting and wanted to move on. She hates being called cute. She hates slackers. She hates people who underestimate her. She dislikes interacting unless she has to.

Strengths and Weaknesses:

Strengths:

Xiàróng is extremely proud of her abilities. She is extremely brave and will gladly take action when need be. She is rather confident. She is observant because of her years as a demon lord. She is a strategic individual since she spent so much time with her generals planning out attacks. She is also rather smart from her years of teaching from her parents about different subjects. She will give her honest opinion if someone asks her. She is hard working. She is tidy and always makes sure to keep both her workspace and house clean. She actually has a motherly side to her and is rather gentle when interacting with children and is capable of being gentle when others are having a bad day, although this depends on who they are. She is agile.

Weaknesses:

Her belief in her abilities cause her to have excessive pride in them. Her bravery leads her to take reckless actions. Her longing to reclaim the past and become once again known as a fierce demon blinds her to the possibilities that come with the future. She holds on too much to the past and practically clings to it. She has a short temper and can snap easily. Her honesty leads to bluntness and people not liking her because of her opinion. She can also be rather dishonest sometimes. She acts as if she knows better than others since she’s been alive a long time and has a wide array of knowledge.

General Personality:

Xiàróng is not a sociable person, although she used to be back in the old days when she had her demon army. She can be quite dramatic especially when she’s explaining her past to people. She has a loud personality that appears when she’s explaining her history. This is a subtle and desperate attempt to reclaim what she used to have. Although, other than that, she is rather quiet and prefers not to interact unless absolutely necessary.

She prefers to keep to herself a lot of the time despite rabbits being social creatures. She feels out of place and longs for a world where she can go back to fighting and a time where her army was all together, laughing and smiling. Fighting is all she’s known for the longest time and believes that’s what she’s mostly good at.

Since some of her army has either passed away or left to find better lives, she is not a big fan of letting people close especially in a world of humans since these were people she once used to attack and mess with. She does rarely encounter some of the demons that used to be her army. She’s short tempered and aggressive. She appears cold due to her isolation and circumstances. Under her cold personality, there is a loud, bright and caring personality waiting to get out if she lets someone get close, maybe if she did, she could go back to the way she used to be.

She doesn’t care about the group at first until they keep dragging her along. She is terrified of Sun Wukong because of his reputation and is kinda wary of his successor but helps him out. She purposefully annoys Pigsy and has debates with Tang. Also I kinda ship her with Sandy but we’ll see how that goes-

Trivia:

Talents: Foraging, cooking, singing, Can expertly play pipa (Chinese lute) and piano, gardening, great medical knowledge, wrestling, sword fighting and spear fighting, stealth, hand to hand combat, whittling, excellent leadership skills, making strategies.

She has a motorcycle that she takes good care of.-Romance movies are a guilty pleasure of hers.

She is ambidextrous.

She’s bi.

She has a tattoo with the characters 戰士 meaning warrior on her back.

She has a small house in the woods near a mountain range outside the city.

She was around when the Journey to the West was happening but avoided the pilgrims since she didn’t want to risk angering Sun Wukong if she tried something.

Hobbies: poetry, training with her qiang and jian, exercising, running, singing, gardening, cooking, playing the pipa and piano, foraging, whittling/wood carving, origami, watching television

Her surname Huáng meaning brilliant refers to the family’s cleverness along with wanting to shine. Xià means summer, summer represents something in China such as the direction south, the color red, the sound of laughter, the heart, fire and a creature called the red phoenix. Red, in turn, symbolizes happiness, vitality, good luck, good fortune, energy and passion. Róng meaning glory is because her parents were hoping she’d be renowned by people all over.

Picture:

Link to the picrew I used for human form: https://picrew.me/image_maker/332600

Human form:

#lego monkie kid #monkie kid #Huáng Xiàróng #monkie kid oc #lego monkie kid oc #my friends will be the first to tell you that I go crazy with ocs-#which is why I have 100+#I’m also going to make more Monkie kid ocs eventually #my oc #I have some stuff written for her #but not a lot

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shannaraisles · 6 years

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Writer Process Meme

I’ve been tagged by so many people, but the most recent ones are the lovely @laraslandlockedblues, the luscious @lechatrouge673, and the cutie @kawakaeguri! Thank you, darlin’s!

Short stories, novels, or poems?

Somewhere in between? My long fics tend to turn out excruciatingly long, but I have a fairly decent turnover with ficlets that seem to average about 3000 words, give or take. So I guess I’m saying ... short stories in between writing a novel or novella’s worth of arcing storyline. Sadly, the only poems I have any real talent with are limericks, and they only come when I’m in a very particular mood.

What genre do you prefer reading?

I do mostly read fantasy and humor. I’m pretty attached to historical dramas as well, and I do love me a good non-fiction from time to time. Also romance, be it bodice-rippers or otherwise. ~grins~ I’ll read virtually anything once, to be honest. Some things several times.

What genre do you prefer writing?

I think we can all safely say I’m in my comfort zone with romance. ~laughs~ Although it tends not to be the full focus of my longer stories, romance is usually the arc that winds itself around the adventure.

Are you a planner or a write-as-I-go kind of person?

Um ... pass? ~laughs~ It all depends on what I’m writing. I generally start writing with the vaguest idea of where I eventually want to go with it, but I will write myself very rough outlines for the next two or three chapters just so I stay on track. With ficlets, I don’t bother planning - I have an idea, and I just bang away at the keyboard until the idea happens. This is why my attempts at PWP smut turn into 7k monsters - I have no plan, and plot just happens without permission.

What music do you listen to while writing?

Nothing! I genuinely can’t focus when there’s music in the background, even instrumental mood music. I write in silence, to the beat of my own inner editor lying on the floor of my mind screaming out a tantrum because I won’t let her go back and fix a typo I made four pages ago.

Fave books/movies?

Oh, good grief. Let’s just go with a brief look at my shelf, shall we?

Books: The Chronicles of Shannara - Terry Brooks (is anyone surprised?); The Belgariad, Mallorean, Elenium, and Tamuli - David Eddings; The Discworld - Terry Pratchett. Favoritest book ever ever ever? To Kill A Mockingbird - Harper Lee.

Movies: I did a meme for this! But forgot to put Some Like It Hot in there.

Any current WIPs?

In progress and being posted as I go - A Rose By Any Name, and In Marcher Fields. Being worked on in the background - Thedas go Brách.

If someone were to make a cartoon out of you, what would your standard outfit be?

Bare feet, dark blue jeans, black top with at least half-sleeves, and don’t forget the comedy glasses!

Create a character description for yourself:

Niamh hated the word “average”. It didn’t describe anything, and certainly not her - she’d go with words like “dumpy”, “short-ish”, “pale and freckled”. Others would use words like “sweet”, “nice”, and on occasion, “adorable”. She didn’t mind that so much. After all, it was better that people saw the good rather than the bad.

Do you like incorporating people you actually know into your writing?

Well, if we’re discounting the sheer amount of me that goes into every one of my protagonist characters ... One person in particular has the misfortune to be my go-to for fleshing out secondary characters who are generally more fun to be around than my protagonists. ~chuckles~ She doesn’t know it, and she never will if I can help it!

Are you kill-happy with characters?

Well, I wouldn’t say I’m kill-happy. I like a good impactful death every now and then, but I think I’m generally pro-life when it comes to my characters and their stories. I think. ~quietly pushes Poppy’s story behind her~

Coffee or tea while writing?

Water or juice. If I’m drinking tea or coffee, I’m relaxing, and relaxing and writing do not mix.

Slow or fast writer?

I feel slow, because when I started just over a year ago, I was putting out a chapter a day like an idiot. Even though I’ve slowed down, though, I think I’m reasonably fast.

Where/who/what do you find inspiration from?

Pretty much everything, but it tends to get mulled over in the back of my mind and spring out at me when I’m not in a position to write anything down. Like just about to fall asleep, for example.

If you were put into a fantasy world, what would you be?

Realistically? Dead. ~laughs~ Ideally? ... I’m kind of torn between an independent noble/princess type, or a magical healer of some kind. I’m definitely not a warrior type.

Most fave book cliche? Least fave book cliche?

Most: Happy ever after. I love seeing characters I’ve bonded with get their reward.

Least: To be honest, I can’t think of a cliche off the top of my head that I actually dislike. It’s all in the execution - if it’s lazily written, I’ll hate it.

Fave scenes to write?

I’m a fluff monster. All the fluff, always. I even actively avoid writing angst, and my angst barely even registers as angst half the time! I enjoy quiet moments between characters who are friends or more - not so much the physicality of those moments as the emotional connection between them.

Most productive time of day for writing?

Weirdly, it all depends on when the inspiration strikes. Most of the time, it’s mid-afternoon, but today, I was writing right up until 1am!

Reason for writing:

Straight up honestly? To make myself feel better. I have various issues, and they limit my ability to feel that I’ve accomplished anything at all in a given day. Through my writing, I get to vicariously go on adventures, make close friends, fall in love, and experience a little bit of what belonging to something feels like. Through the community that I’ve joined in sharing my writing, I’ve found friends. It doesn’t sound like much, but it means the world to me.

And I think pretty much everyone has done this by now, right? If you haven’t, consider yourself tagged!

#writer process meme

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The Secret World of Star Wars Toys and Collectibles

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Want to know something about world of nerdy collectibles? You ask Brian Volk-Weiss, the prolific producer and creator of Netflix’s The Toys That Made Us and A Toy Story Near You, two must-watch documentary series that track the stories of the coolest, rarest, and most valuable toys and collectibles ever made and where to find them.

Volk-Weiss isn’t just a documentarian, though. He’s spent years chasing collector’s items for his own personal collection, and he’s learned a few secrets and heard quite a few stories about the high-stakes world of collectibles along the way.

Star Wars collectibles are of particular interest to Volk-Weiss, who has previously written about the rarest, most expensive Star Wars action figure for Den of Geek. But did you know about the secret Facebook group that deals almost exclusively in precious Star Wars collectibles that sell for six figures? What about the warehouse where sellers who don’t own their own stores keep and sell their prized collectibles?

On a recent Zoom call, Volk-Weiss took us on a trip through the lesser known corners of Star Wars collecting, and even shared his sacred rules when it comes to curating his own collection. Yes, that includes a collectible contingency plan were his house to burn down.

You can check out the interview below. This interview has been lightly edited for clarity and brevity.

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DEN OF GEEK: How did you spend your May the 4th this year?

Brian Volk-Weiss: I am looking at what I already have, praying that some cool stuff gets announced. I mean, that’s usually what I do on the fourth. Well, I mean, before COVID, I’d go to Toys “R” Us, Walmart, and Target and grab whatever gets put out. This year, I ordered an Ahsoka Tano statue, I think about five or six months ago, maybe even more, that I think is supposed to come tomorrow. So if it does, that is exactly how I’ll be spending the fourth, opening that statue that’s long overdue.

You’re not just some creator and producer who works on the idea, but is not invested. You’re in the trenches. In The Toys That Made Us and A Toy Store Near You, you were actually hitting the aisles. You were going to the stores, finding the collectibles.

I try to sell shows that are hobbies of mine, so that a) I’m getting paid to do my hobby, but b) that passion that you need to make your show, because it takes a long time and a lot of work, you really need to be excited about the show to try and do a good job. So yeah, I buy toys. Quite a few.

Is Ahsoka a new favorite character of yours?

Oh, absolutely not. Since the end of [The Clone Wars] season five … I mean, technically, it would have been the end of season four, but really, there’s a moment in the last episode of season five when she resigns from the Jedi Order. I’ve been obsessed with her ever since that moment.

And I have to give myself credit. I knew for over a year before it was announced that Ahsoka was going to be on TV, and I kept my mouth shut. So I’ve known that was coming for a long time. And I kept my mouth shut, Lucasfilm. You should be very proud of me.

Yeah, but by saying that, that now makes me want to try to pull other stuff out of you, because now I’m sure you know about things that are coming down the road.

No, I really don’t. And it’s because of COVID. The reason that I knew about the Ahsoka of it all was I was at Disney or Lucasfilm all the time, and every now and then, you’d hear something. But I kept my mouth shut. Because of COVID, I didn’t have as much access.

So we spoke back in the spring of, well, I guess almost a year ago, for A Toy Store Near You, and if I recall correctly, you said that the Millennium Falcon was your Holy Grail of Star Wars toys?

That’s right. I used to bite my fingernails and my mom told me if I didn’t bite them for a year, she would get it for me. And I stopped. Very hard. Other than quitting smoking, that’s the second hardest thing I’ve ever quit. I’m not even trying to be funny. And I got my Millennium Falcon and proceeded to obliterate it over the next 10 years.

It lasted 10 years? That’s actually pretty good. But that certainly was not your first Star Wars toy?

No, my first. I still have my original R2-D2 and one of my original stormtroopers. I still have those. And in my collection that is absurdly big now, I do believe those are the two old…I have two mini figs from Lego. Those four toys are tied for the oldest toys in my 2000 plus toy collection.

And what is the current status of that stormtrooper and R2?

It’s funny you asked that, because this is crazy. The R2-D2 and one of those mini figs is in my home collection. The stormtrooper and the other mini fig is at a friend of mine’s house in the insane off chance, this will show you how crazy I am, that…I’ve had to evacuate my house twice in the last two years because of fires. If God forbid anything happens to my home here in LA, my two oldest pieces, I have a backup. That’s how crazy I am.

It’s sort of like, whenever the Congress and president gather in Washington, there has to be the designated survivor, right?

These are my toy designated survivors. I’m going to steal that from you. I love that.

We’re pretty close in age. The R2 unit I had, it’s still around, but man, it’s not in great shape. The dome is loose, the sticker is off. And then my stormtrooper, totally yellowed. Is yours the same thing? Or does it actually look good?

My R2’s dome is great. It still makes that super duper weird noise that, we all know how it was made, but it was still kind of weird. But the stickers are very faded. And my stormtrooper, you can tell it’s 40 years old, but it’s not yellow or anything.

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What are the figures that you think people are kind of getting into now? Because obviously, we’re legacy collectors and nerds, we grew up with the first generation of it, but what are the things that people are attaching themselves to now? Anecdotally. As much as you can say.

Ahsoka Tano, all of her stuff, especially because it was made in limited numbers when it came out in the early aughts, as they say, maybe not early aughts, but like 2008 to 2012, there’s an Ahsoka Tano that’s $2000-3000 now. Not a prototype, not a sample, not a paint test. Literally an Ahsoka Tano that was still in the package. That’s two to three grand now. That’s because a lot of the people that are 10 to 20 years behind us, they’re starting to have money. And the same way you and I wanted to start collecting when we got a little money, now they are too.

Is part of that because of the multi-generational component? I guess maybe the question is, what makes Star Wars collectors different than others? I always kind of wonder if it is this sort of multi-generational element to it that’s maybe not present with other franchises or IP.

The main thing about Star Wars collecting that is different than almost any other kind of toy collecting there is, is the amount of people doing it and the amount of data that exists. There are, and I’m making this up, so please, anyone who sees this that’s offended, I am making these numbers up, I don’t know the real numbers, but there are like 10 types of Luke Skywalker New Hope figures with…You need a scanning electron microscope to see the difference in the hair color changes. There is so much data. Oh, that light hair with a freckle on the cheek? Oh, that came from the Taiwan factory. Brownish hair with no freckle? That came from the British factory.

There’s a private Facebook group called Deal or No Deal. It covers all toys. There’s only 3000 members. I mean, I’ve seen stuff sell in the six figures. Very, very high end general toy group. It’s 85% Star Wars. So that’s what makes Star Wars collecting unique compared to any other toy.

You’re saying that the accumulated data continues to unveil other collectibles that we did not know about?

I’ll be honest with you, I’m not trying to be funny or humble, I don’t consider myself a toy expert. I know more about toys than most people, but most people are toy collectors. But I mean, there’s like 10 to 20 Star Wars collectors who have been doing it almost as a full-time job for 20, 25 years. So those 10 to 20 guys, and I think they’re all guys, I mean, they’re probably embarrassed by me talking about Star Wars. So I learned from them…I mean, I could learn one to five new things a week just from knowing those people.

What’s the craziest Star Wars collectible quest you’ve ever heard of? The epic lengths that someone has gone to to pursue an item? Does anything come to mind?

I think Gus Lopez going to Tunisia with a storage container. That’s probably my favorite. I mean, he literally went all around Tunisia to the sets and was buying stuff off the people that own the land. The sets are still there. I went there for my bachelor party and I was there, I think, 10 years after Gus. So what was still there when I was there in 2012, and I think he was there in 2002, approximately…And I’ve seen a lot of his collection. Almost any question you would ask. Like, “What’s the best story?” The answer is Gus Lopez.

And you can get really crazy with the collecting, and sometimes you have to establish rules. I mean, I know I’m fortunate to work a lot of comic-cons, and I’m out there, and I’ve established rules for collecting so I don’t spend too much money or go too crazy. Do you have any rules that you apply to yourself?

Well, number one rule? It must go on display. So I will not buy anything to just go into storage, because if I did that, it theoretically violates my whole reason for toy collecting, which is the objects give me some joy. So if I’m putting it in the garage or a storage shed, it doesn’t give me any joy. This is getting harder and harder for two reasons. One, I now have a lot of “insider knowledge.” So I’m not buying things that I know will depreciate in value. So that’s tough. And then the other thing is, it’s kind of a bad theory because it ends up costing me more money in the long run, because I guarantee you, I will have to buy a new house next year because my collection room is already getting too small. But that’s the first rule. Nothing goes to storage.

My second rule. Have you ever heard of this place called Frank & Son? It’s two full-size warehouses where I think they tore the wall down in between them. And I think Monday to Friday, it’s where toy sellers who don’t own a store keep their stuff, and then they sell it online. On Saturdays, it’s open to the public.

So before COVID, my rule was I would go there only once a year for my birthday. So that’s already a rule, because if I went there more than once a year, we’d be bankrupt and living on the streets. And two, I bring a thousand dollars cash and I leave all my credit cards at home. And by the way, dude, I’ve gone in there and spent it in the first 12 minutes I’ve been in there and basically had to walk around like a jackass for two hours and not buy anything else.

The Star Wars Topps cards have very much been part of the collecting within the Star Wars fandom, and you can display those. Did you have them as a kid? Have you ever collected them as an adult?

I had them as a kid. If I had to guess, I had all of them. Right now in my collection, I have one Star Wars pack. My second favorite character is the aforementioned Ahsoka Tano. My favorite character in all of Star Wars is Return of the Jedi Luke, specifically that. And the only Star Wars cards I have is an unopened pack, it’s probably worth five bucks, and it’s him in Jedi Luke attire.

You are working on so many things. I know you’ll have a new season of Toys That Made Us at some point, I know you’re working on this Gates McFadden Star Trek podcast your company is producing. What else is on the way that you can talk about, man?

There’s a lot of stuff I can’t talk about yet, but two things I can talk about. We’re partnered with Dwayne Johnson and his company, Seven Bucks, and we have a show coming out called Behind the Attraction that’s all about the attractions at the various Disney parks. I can’t say when, but that’s coming out this year.

And then we have another show, which I literally cannot even believe is real, called The Center Seat: 55 Years of Star Trek. We’re making that for History Channel, and to the best of my knowledge, it is the deepest dive documentary about all of Star Trek. I think we’re doing the first documentary ever about the animated series. The first one out ever about Voyager.

And then A Toy Store Near You, which is coming out in June, season three. So I’m pretty excited about 2021.

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I was half way through my final semester of college, when after class my teacher asked if I had a few minutes. I said I did and we chit chatted as we walked to his office. I had him the semester before and also worked the concessions booth with him at the home football games.

We got to his office and he asks what my plans were after school. I told him I didn’t know what I was going to do. I hadn’t any job offers and was possibly thinking about grad school but I needed to get out and make some money first. He said he might know of a job and it would be possible that some of my grad school tuition might be available with the job. He asked if I had some of the papers I had written for his class. I did and I brought them in for him to send to the person looking for someone to hire. The only thing I really knew was that it was a position with another University.

About a week went by and I got to my dorm right as the phone rang. It was the professor calling to talk to me about the position with the University. At first I was excited, then eventually he let me know which University. I thought there was a mistake. He was located 3000 miles away. I told him that I was flattered, but that it was too far away from friends and family.

A few days passed and he called again and lets just say he sweetened the pot. As long as I was working for the school I could have access to a few graduate classes tuition free each semester. I said I would think about it and to make a long story short. Three months later I am on a plane cross country to a state I had never been to, an apartment I hadn’t seen, no transportation, and l had only spoken with my boss on the phone. What could go wrong ?

I arrive and immediately started work about a month before fall semester. My supervisor is nice and he gives me plenty of free space. My apartment is referred to as an efficiency, I call it a hotel room. It is cheap and the University paid the first months rent and started all of my utilities. I was told to go easy, by lets call him “Doc”, with my graduate classes. I didn’t take his advice. I wanted to be in and out of this place as quick as I could. So I took a full load. I paid for about half of it.

I should have listened. I was up at 5:30 to be in to the lab at 7:00 am. I studied during lunch and got off around 4:00. Classes started at 5:00pm I rolled back to the apartment by 10:00. Read, eat, go to bed, and do it all over again.

I didn’t have a moment to breath and before I knew it, the semester was almost over. I had no free time and then I realized I didn’t get laid the entire semester. I called an old boyfriend from back home and basically told him that I was coming home for Christmas and could I see him . I met him 2 days before Christmas at his apartment, we said hello and gave each other a hug and then went straight to the bedroom. I really needed that.

I was back at work right after New Years and started back into the same old grind. After about 2 months I was ready to pull my hair out. The apartment was way to small and I went up to the leasing agent to see if I could upgrade. I was a little hesitant about spending more money, but I could afford it. The girl that worked with the apartment complex could tell I was debating the larger apartment because of money, then she said they were looking for someone to work the pool bar during the summer. I think it paid $2.25 / hr plus tips. She said I could probably make $30 a day during the five hour shift. They needed someone Saturday and Sunday from 12 to 5. I figured I could make the difference in rent up in 2 weekends so I said I would give it a try.

Six weeks later I start the new job and the first day I made more tips than I thought and after a month I had enough money that I bought a bike. I was riding the University shuttle, but that was a pain in the ass. I was finally mobile. Another plus is that I was meeting people. Then I found out the apartment complex had a private club with a DJ. All this time I could have walked to the night club.

Anyway, One of the first people I met was a guy named Steve. He was tall and very lanky. I would say he was 6′4″ and 150lbs wet. He eventually became a really good friend. A few weeks into the job this really “hot” guy comes up to the bar and orders a drink, takes it, goes off to a table and takes off his shirt. He was so good looking ! I just stared at him. There was not a mark or blemish on this guy. He was oblivious to me staring at him, he just sat there and read his book. I kept eyeing his glass so I could go over and ask if he needed a drink. When I did go over and ask if he wanted another he just said, “sure” and looked right back down at his book. It was time to take a different approach. I have always dressed very conservatively, but I had to get this guy’s attention so I untucked my blouse and tied the bottom in a knot to show my belly and unbuttoned enough up top to expose my tits. I figured I would restock some soda to give me a chance to walk by his table. The stock closet was next to the pool. I made sure I said something to him on my way to get some more soda. Once again he just glanced up, then his eyes went back to his book. On the way back I was carrying 2 12 packs of soda and I used my forearms to squeeze my tits up and together. I was walking hard on my heels to make my boobs bounce as I strolled by him. Now usually my tits are like kryptonite to mortal men. This guy couldn’t care less.

He later comes up, settles his tab and leaves. I was astonished. My tits were powerless on him. He would always come in on a Sunday afternoon and do the same thing. I would sit there and drool over him. I figured he must have a girlfriend so eventually I lost interest in him. I found myself fantasizing about him in bed at night on numerous occasions.

So the long and lanky guy only had one think on his mind, cooking. He was fresh out of culinary school and he had a side job catering a small party coming up. He wanted to know if I would tell him what I thought about his menu for the party. He asked if I could come over one evening. I agreed and became his guinea pig for the night. I was there for a while when I heard a key in the door and in walks the really good looking guy I see at the pool every Sunday. I figured Steve was fixing me up with him. Nope. He said hello to the both of us then headed straight for the sofa and cut on the TV.

After a while I noticed things in the apartment that might suggest Steve was gay. I didn’t know about the other one. Mainly there were a lot of Roman pictures and Greek bust scattered around. I began to suspect they shared a one bedroom apartment and if that was true it would explain why shoving my boobs in Barry’s face had no effect on him. I asked to use the bathroom and intentionally went in the bedroom. Just as I had guessed. One big ‘ol King size bed.

Eventually they came out with me. It’s funny, one of the first things I had thought about was what did Barry see in Steve. They were like the odd couple. Anyway, as time passed we all became really good friends and usually did something together at least twice a month. As time went by they showed that they were still guys and would always hit on me and tell me how they would love to get me in bed. For the most part I ignored them thinking they were just trying to get a reaction from me. Although I did see a picture of Steve’s prom date and also learned that Barry was actually married for close to three years. So I am assuming that they were at least bisexual. I had always thought that if something happened to the relationship and I had a chance to be with Barry for a night, I probably would. He truly was gorgeous. His chest was massive and seriously not a mark or freckle on him.

You have all heard the phrase, “All good things must come to an end.” Barry had gotten a promotion and he would be in a different location. The two of them had decided to move closer to his new location and they were moving themselves a car load at a time. I had been seeing someone for a while. They had met him and very bluntly told me they thought he was a “roamer”. I didn’t see it personally.

I was out one evening with some friends, actually it was at the same country bar I had mentioned in the first post. I was walking around the place and I saw the guy I had been seeing and he was there with another woman. It wasn’t a just going out as friends thing either. He was all over her. I should have made a scene, but I opted out of that one and just went home. Someone had left some liquor over a while back and I started drinking. I was sitting out on the balcony when I heard the unmistakable sound of Steve’s ‘bug’ with no exhaust. They were there picking up another load of stuff. I called out to them and they invited me over. I made another drink even though I had enough already.

I hadn’t told them about my night. They were busy packing boxes as we talked. After a while the conversation turned to them hitting on me. Not bad, just a few sexual innuendoes of how they could pleasure me like never before. I typically would ignore them when they started making these comments. Although I hadn’t been this drunk or just found out I had been cheated on. They hadn’t run their air conditioning since they weren’t still living there. I think it was Barry that started saying how hot it was as he took off his shirt. Then before you know it the both of them were down to their underwear. Quite out of character for me, I agreed and took my blouse off. It was no big deal, they had seen me in a bikini before.

Not to drag this out to far...somehow I found myself sitting on the futon with my bra pulled up over my tits and my pants around my ankles. In a span of about 7 minutes I had sex with both of them. That’s right, 7 minutes and it was over. There was no threesome. Barry penetrated me first then when he was finished Steve took his place. Luckily I was on the pill. There was no discussion on birth control. For over a year at least I was told how given a chance, they would give me the night of my life. It was a disaster. I pulled my pants up and put my blouse back on and headed back to my apartment. It had to be the biggest mistake of my life. I swore off men and put my focus back on my studies and getting back home.

That worked fine for a while. I would be going back home in a few months and I could call my old boyfriend and have a romp in the sack, then one more semester and maybe a summer session and I’m on my way back home. I bumped into one of the old leasing agents from the apartment complex and she invited me to a Halloween party. I didn’t get out much and figured it would be a good diversion. I began to hit the consignment stores for a costume and found this really nice jet black wig. I immediately thought of Elvira, the buxom vampire. I might be dating myself on that one. I had enough black clothes to make it work. As I probably have previously said, I have always dressed very conservatively, this was nowhere close to that. The typical response at the party was, “Oh my God, I never knew you had a rack like that”. I had brought a bottle of wine and stayed close to some of the people from the apartment complexes office. I was having a great time when all of the sudden I see Steve come in the sliding glass door, then in comes Barry. I panicked. I moved over to be blocked by the refrigerator but eventually they saw me. I pulled both of them to the side and asked who they had told about our last meeting in their apartment. They said they would never do anything like that and that my secret was safe. They went back outside, there was a fire pit that everyone was huddling around. I was still anxious and there was an open bar so I changed to the hard stuff. Liquor and me don’t really mix. I was too drunk to drive and Steve ended up driving my car back to their new place as Barry followed. Eventually the conversation about our last meeting came up. I let it be known that the months of them telling me how they would give me a night to remember was definitely not a night I wanted to remember. They were ready to put me to bed and they got me a tee shirt to sleep in. It wasn’t long till they started flirting with me again. I had thought many times about that night and one of the things that kept coming up was how I had wished that even just for a second I would have had both of their dicks in me at the same time. Just to see what it was like. You know that in my entire life I had never met anyone that has had a threesome? In a way, it was a fantasy of mine...Actually, thinking about it, It was never a fantasy of mine. A little while later I got a second chance. So instead of 7 minutes like the first time, It was about 10 minutes. However, for about 3 or 4 minutes of that time I did get to have a legitimate threesome. OK, it was enjoyable in some ways. Mainly it was awkward and took a lot of concentration. It actually wasn’t at all enjoyable. I never said to myself, “Wow, I can’t wait to do that again.” After getting that close the first time, I thought that given a second chance, I would make sure it happened and I did. I got up early and found my keys on the counter and off I go before they awoke. I figured I would never see them again as I hadn’t seen them in 6 months. I would be home in the fall and I would start over at home.

I was home by the time the sun was coming up. I was beat and went straight to bed. I got at least an hour of sleep and being that it was my day off I figured I would get out early and get my groceries for the week. I wasn’t there any time at all and I ran into a few people that were at the party the night before. They were excited that I was going to go out on the boat with them. Boat ? I didn’t know what they were talking about. Then one of the other girls that I knew from the apartment leasing office said she thought the guy with the boat liked me. What guy? I was drinking liquor the night before and I couldn’t recall anything. Then the guy that owned the boat came walking up and said how great it was that I was going out with them. I had to be honest and told him I was only here to go shopping. The guy wasn’t bad looking and with all of them asking for me to go, I said I would. It was fun, it was my first time on a small boat. I started drinking again with them and I could tell that the guy must have been somewhat interested in me as he was very attentive to my every word.

I gave him my phone number at the end of the day and ended up going out on the boat again the next Friday evening and we were able to dock at a restaurant and get dinner. He was a gentleman and I had a good time. He got me home and gave me a hug at the door. He could have kissed me. Well, within a week we were kissing passionately and talking on the phone at least every other night. The next thing I knew I was in bed with him and the foreplay lasted so long I was dripping wet. It had to be one of the best fucks I ever had. Before to long we were having sex at least 3 times a week as we were staying at each others apartments very frequently. Within a month we were essentially roommates.

I only had about seven months before I was going to move back home and I began to wonder if I would move back since I was beginning to get so attached to him. The sex was great ! There were times when I would meet him at the door after work naked. I had this blond wig that I would wear sometimes. I called myself “Babs” and Babs let me tell you, was a total slut ! I would do anything he wanted when I wore that wig. Actually, I would do anything he wanted whenever. I just remembered this, He and a coworker were out of town and they had a flight cancelled due to weather. They both slept in the airport that night and when he finally came through the door he looked like Hell. He was tired and hungry so I laid him down on the sofa and went to cook him something to eat. He said he was too tired to sleep and I went down on him and sucked him off. He was asleep in five minutes. Anyway, with the amount of sex we had, getting pregnant was inevitable. Everything was great at first but I don’t think he was cut out to be a dad and we went our separate ways unfortunately.

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