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Post by DejAng3l on Apr 4, 2006 0:10:56 GMT
*hugs Broken*........don't worry sweetie......we love you and your story.........it was a great update......
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Post by ~!_Broken_!~ on Apr 4, 2006 0:29:03 GMT
Thanks Dej... i love you too
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Post by Shell on Apr 4, 2006 0:34:35 GMT
Thanks yall for commenting I thought everyone was pissed off at me or something *Cries* OMG i wuffs this story..and what did she do now 8taps foot* *LOL*
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Post by ~!_Broken_!~ on Apr 5, 2006 4:18:04 GMT
Until things calm down on here in regards to the supposedly "mature" people who've joined our happy forum family only to cause chaos, I'm putting my story on hold. As well as the rest of what I'm doing. I'll post still yes, but not as much as normal. Reason: I don't want to cause anymore shit on here which I've supposedly done in venting my anger, and because the "mature" people can't take a joke.
So until then, My story, and myself are on hold.
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Post by Simmertime on Apr 5, 2006 5:00:31 GMT
I know really.....well I guess we aren't allowed to have opinions. Anyway I can't wait for Becka to come back, maybe things can get back to normal I hope.
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Post by ~!_Broken_!~ on Apr 8, 2006 20:38:35 GMT
I'm going to be updating again, but the next few updates will be very low on pictures. For one I don't see that it's appropriate for the scene I'm doing, and also because it really isn't possible to do with maxis. But as much as I go into detail, I doubt you'll have any trouble figuring out what happend.
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Post by ~!_Broken_!~ on Apr 8, 2006 21:04:10 GMT
I shuddered as my lord's advocate caressed my cheek. I wanted him to stop but I was too petrified from him being in my presence. "We were wondering when you'd give us another offering, Holidaye. It's been so long since you gave us one," said Moros. "I-I don't have anything to give you this time," I studdered. "Oh, sweet, sweet Holidaye, but you do. You have your husband and your oldest child. You don't love them as much as this one," he said, kicking his foot towards Molly. "I love my family equally!" I fumed at him. He laughed, "I don't doubt that, but you do have a greater feeling for the fire-haired one. You know I wouldn't lie; what would I have to gain?" "My family!" He moaned quietly in my ear, "Oh, but that's nothing major. You can always start a new one like you did last time. It wasn't so hard." "Get out of my house. I'm not giving you my family!" "You will in time," he laughed. Then kissing my neck, the biggest place on my body that a mere breeze can cause me to become aroused, he worked his way up to my jawline, then kissed me deeply on the lips, slipping his tongue inside my mouth. He pulled away, "Or, I get you." All I could do is stare at the floor and cry while he walked away. Then I heard footsteps slamming up the stairs, I looked towards them to see Alisha running upstairs.
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Post by ~!_Broken_!~ on Apr 8, 2006 21:05:33 GMT
"Alisha, sweetheart. Please unlock the door." "NO! You're not my mommy! My mommy wouldn't do that to Daddy!" screamed Alisha from behind her bedroom door. "Baby please, I would never cheat on Daddy. I love daddy with all my heart--you have to believe me." "Then why were you kissing that man!?" she asked fiercely. "I wasn't kissing him, he kissed me. I just stood there and didn't do anything; I didn't kiss him back, Alisha." "I don't believe you!" "Please, baby, you have to believe me, I'd never cheat on Daddy. I love him. Same as I love you and Molly," I said quietly. "He said that you love Molly more than you do me!" "No, no. He was lying. He's a bad man, Alisha. Would you believe a bad man over me? I've never lied to you, honey." She didn't reply for, what seemed to be an eternity; then, when she did, "I need some time by myself. Please go away." I had to respect her wishes. "Alright sweetheart, I'll leave you alone. Just please remember I love you, and I would never do anything to hurt you." I left her door, she needed some time to cool off anyways. When Chase gets home we'll have a nice long talk about what happened. Maybe he'll know what to do, provided he doesn't leave me once he's found out about my past.
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Post by DejAng3l on Apr 8, 2006 22:59:34 GMT
great update pro......love it......wow.....looks like holidaye is in a bind.....
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Post by ~!_Broken_!~ on Apr 9, 2006 1:01:34 GMT
Pro? Psst...its "Broken" but thank you anyways lol
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Post by Shell on Apr 9, 2006 1:22:28 GMT
Hope she dosnt kill them..she seems SO happy with them all!
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Post by hawkeye on Apr 9, 2006 1:39:10 GMT
*smacks Dejang* HOW COULD YOU!! just kidding dejang, nice update broken!
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Post by ProLoser on Apr 9, 2006 1:43:42 GMT
muahaha...the plan is working... *ahem* Great update Broken! Holidaye seems to be slightly less psycho now ;D
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Post by Simmertime on Apr 9, 2006 1:57:08 GMT
Love the update Broken! I hope she can find some way of getting out of it without killing her family .
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Post by ~!_Broken_!~ on Apr 9, 2006 4:03:45 GMT
*bows* Ty Ty I was going to have Cooper (from Shell) play Moros and make yall hate him but for some reason when I downloaded the file it came up empty (tried like 3 times and got the same results so oh well) but I gave up and just made a sim to play the part so oh well. I'll find another story to place Coops in
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Post by DejAng3l on Apr 9, 2006 9:34:15 GMT
sorry broken.......you know i love you and your story.......just had a brainfart early.........so sorry.....*grovels on knees*.......oh do please forgive me.......LOL.....really....i'm sorry about the brainfart though.......
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Post by ~!_Broken_!~ on Apr 9, 2006 15:17:23 GMT
LMAO its okay Dej
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Post by ~!_Broken_!~ on Apr 9, 2006 15:18:08 GMT
Everyone is entitled to a brainfart everynow and then
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Post by ~!_Broken_!~ on Apr 9, 2006 19:31:40 GMT
I sat on the couch waiting until Chase got home; he should be here any minute. I thought about how I was going to tell him about what I had done. I wonder if he'll still love me after knowing who I really am. "Honey, I'm home! Where's Alisha?" Chase asked as he walked into the house. After seeing the glum look on my face, he asked, "What's wrong? Is Alisha alright? Are you alright? What about Molly?" "We need to talk, Chase," I said quietly. He sat down immediately, "Okay, what's wrong?" "You...you remember when I told you about my parents and brothers?" "Yeah, they died in an explosion at the Cafe your parents owned." "I caused the explosion." "Honey, that happend over a decade ago, don't tell me you still blame yourself for it?" "I have reason to blame myself for it, Chase." There was a long pause, "My mother whenever she would go to the cafe, she would always light a candle, something having to do with good luck. I went to the cafe in the middle of the night, and broke all the gaslines, then I headed home. The next morning was my birthday, we celebrated breifly, then everyone headed to the cafe; Saturday ritual, everyone goes to the cafe to help out. I told my mom and dad I wasn't feeling well and wanted to stay home. They tried to get me to go and I refused. Finally, they gave in and told me to rest, they'd call around noon and check up on me. I told them all I loved them and they left. About 10 minutes later I heard the explosion. I knew the deed was done, if they survived that they were very fucking lucky." The look on Chase's face was unemotional, his tone was as unemotional as his face, "Why?" I sighed heavily to keep myself from breaking down into tears, "At night, my brothers would come into my room saying they want to play with me, at first I thought they wanted to play dolls or something, but they took their clothes off and told me to do the same. I went along with it, thinking that it was some new game. They said it was, and I had to do whatever they told me too. They started touching me and telling me to touch them, suck their privates. I wanted to stop, and I told them I'd tell mommy and daddy. That's when they left, and my father came in. I started to cry and told him what Devland and LeShawn had done to me and made me do. My father just hugged me and started touching me in the same places at my brothers and asked me if that's what they had done. I nodded and tried to pull away from him, but he held me in place and said it'd be our secret, one only the four of us could know. This continued each night, first my brothers, then my father. I created my own little world, it just had me and my dollies and animals that I loved, I went there when they wanted to play. Then one night all three of them came, I tried and tried to go to my happy place and I couldn't. My brothers put themselves inside me and my father told me to suck on him. The pain was so awful I couldn't leave it; I wanted to so badly, but I couldn't get there." "Oh my god, Holidaye. I don't know what else to say other than I'm sorry," he looked as though he was about to cry. "Why didn't you go to your mother?" "I did," I said as a tear slid down my cheek. "She didn't believe me. She called me a lying little whore, and washed my mouth out with soap. She didn't clean the house for about a month, and the maid didn't come either. She then told me as punishment for lying, I was to clean the entire house." Chase was shaking all over, "What about a teacher at school? Didn't you go and tell somebody else?" I shook my head, "No, I heard stories about children in foster homes, how the same thing has happend to them. I figured, it'd be better if I knew who was doing it to me, rather than somebody who I don't know." "Who told you these stories?" "My father and brothers. I head about them on the news also." "Holidaye you had every reason to kill your family, but you should've gone to the police or somebody who could help you! Not al-" "I did get help, Chase." "Then, why are they dead?" "I was sitting on a bench at school, waiting for my class to finish their field trip, when a man named Moros LeVan came and started talking to me. I didn't say much, as I knew not to talk to strangers, but he said that sometimes people get what they deserved. I started crying and he asked what was wrong, I asked him if he thought I deserved to have my brothers and father play with me. He started to laugh then realised what I ment. He asked me all the questions you did, I gave him the same answers. He told me that he could help, he could make them stop, make them pay. I asked how, he then told me about his Lord; how I could have anything I want, and have supreme protection. I asked how I became a part of this group? He told me I had to kill those who've hurt me. I agreed. A few days later it was my 13th birthday, and I did as I told you. I had killed them." Chase caressed my hand, "Honey, I'm so sorry you had to go through that." "It's okay. The hardest part was I couldn't cry, after all they had done to me I wanted to cry so badly, but it would've looked bad to my new Lord." Again, Chase didn't say anything for a while. "Is that all you wanted to talk about honey? Just to get that off your chest?" "No..." "Well what else is there?" I sighed and said partially to myself, "This is going to be a long night."
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Post by ~!_Broken_!~ on Apr 9, 2006 19:32:23 GMT
I told Chase all about bringing Ailsa back, the social worker, and returning Ailsa to her grave. I was beyond surprised that he didn't get up, call the police, take the girls and run away from here. "I'm afraid to ask if that's it," he said. "Don't then, cause it's not. You see, the reason I told you all of this was because Moros has returned for another offering." "Who does he want? And what makes him think he'll get it this time?" "He wants you and Alisha," I said quietly. "Why me and Alisha? What about Molly?" "Because I favor Molly over Alisha. Not extremely, but enough to feel like shit about it. I love you and our girls with all my heart! I would never give Moros you or them!" "Oh my god, Holidaye. What can we do? They're not taking our children or me! I love you and part of my job as a husband is to protect you!" "To make matters worse, Alisha saw him and I having our arguement, I didn't know she was there Chase, I swear it! She also saw him kiss me and due to that she hates my guts," I started to cry. "She doesn't hate you, honey. Did you tell her what happend; between you and him that is?" "Yes, and she won't believe me!" He hugged me and tried to calm me down, "Shh, it's okay, honey. She's just angry at the moment, give her time to cool off. We need to think about how to deal with Moros." "He did say that if he didn't get you and Alisha, he would get me," I paused. "Maybe that's a good thing, if I give him myself, he'll leave you and Alisha alone!" "No! You will do no such thing Holidaye! I love you way too much to lose you over this stupid thing!" "He won't stop until he gets what he wants, Chase." "I know that, but we need to think of a plan," he said as he let go of me to walk to the phone. "Who are you calling?" I asked suspiciously. "I- Yes, I need to speak to the Captain, it's Detective Hamilton...Thank you, Shirly." I couldn't believe what I was hearing, my husband is a detective? He told me he worked for the Mayor. "...Captain, you know that case Sam was working on about 10 years ago, the one that never closed?...Yeah I have a lead on it...Moros LeVan, that's Mike-Oscar-Romeo-Oscar-Sierra Lima-Echo-Victor-Alpha-November....Yes, sir...thank you, sir...you too, sir." Chase hung up the phone and looked at me, "Oh, I have something to tell you also honey. I'm an undercover cop."
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