Post by Crymson on Feb 23, 2009 16:38:11 GMT -5
Once again, the weeks hadn't been nice to Miss Arlett. She was completely defeated again... unable to live up to any moniker she'd received in the past. So... what else was new?
That. She remember Phoenix being here last year. Kim Hunter showed up then... and well, Kim is everywhere, so she paid it no mind. Carson Freedom, William James... some of those that were promoted but gone with a whisper. Then, Sylas Styles came. The eyebrow raised, as she wondered just what it could be. Perhaps the put over touch? But this...
He was asking for a war, and it would be a war that Crymson knew she'd be asked which side of the line in the sand she was on. She hated that notion. VWE was her home more than most... she would be dead with out it. She took the ball and ran, becoming the sole rookie to ever be named a Legend. She had it all with them...
But through the years she learned that she needed to step away from it. To bury the past, as its relevance now is moot. All that she wanted was to move on, and continue forward... and time and time again, it keeps raising its head. Maybe, as she looked through the website, seeing the departed profiles being removed... it was time to think of stepping away?
She knew it'd be hard. This was in her blood. KITSU was counting on her, as goofy as she was. She was addicted.
An email notification shows up over her messenger window. She clicked on it, seeing it was from Ted, the man whom she met on E-harmony. She smiled. This was going well, and it was enough to push the broiling stress of her current dilemma of a VWE resurgance out of her mind. Maybe this could be an exit, one day, if all goes right?
[/i][/font]That. She remember Phoenix being here last year. Kim Hunter showed up then... and well, Kim is everywhere, so she paid it no mind. Carson Freedom, William James... some of those that were promoted but gone with a whisper. Then, Sylas Styles came. The eyebrow raised, as she wondered just what it could be. Perhaps the put over touch? But this...
He was asking for a war, and it would be a war that Crymson knew she'd be asked which side of the line in the sand she was on. She hated that notion. VWE was her home more than most... she would be dead with out it. She took the ball and ran, becoming the sole rookie to ever be named a Legend. She had it all with them...
But through the years she learned that she needed to step away from it. To bury the past, as its relevance now is moot. All that she wanted was to move on, and continue forward... and time and time again, it keeps raising its head. Maybe, as she looked through the website, seeing the departed profiles being removed... it was time to think of stepping away?
She knew it'd be hard. This was in her blood. KITSU was counting on her, as goofy as she was. She was addicted.
An email notification shows up over her messenger window. She clicked on it, seeing it was from Ted, the man whom she met on E-harmony. She smiled. This was going well, and it was enough to push the broiling stress of her current dilemma of a VWE resurgance out of her mind. Maybe this could be an exit, one day, if all goes right?