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			<title><![CDATA[EVERYTHING IS BROKEN AAAA]]></title>
			<link>https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=791</link>
			<pubDate>Tue, 16 Jul 2024 22:33:27 +0000</pubDate>
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			<description><![CDATA[Okay, that's hyperbole. Anyway. I moved us to new hosting and installed years worth of updates at the same time and it broke a whole lot of shit. We're on the default editor and I can't get alerts, mentions, or likes to work at all for some goddamn reason. I switched to a new theme but might switch back to the old one if I can figure out how to fix Literally Anything.<br />
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I'm going to keep the board unlocked while I work on fixing things so everyone can still read their old threads. It's not like anything important is fundamentally broken, just a lot of little extra things. You can still read and post! So, you know. The bare minimum is intact.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Okay, that's hyperbole. Anyway. I moved us to new hosting and installed years worth of updates at the same time and it broke a whole lot of shit. We're on the default editor and I can't get alerts, mentions, or likes to work at all for some goddamn reason. I switched to a new theme but might switch back to the old one if I can figure out how to fix Literally Anything.<br />
<br />
I'm going to keep the board unlocked while I work on fixing things so everyone can still read their old threads. It's not like anything important is fundamentally broken, just a lot of little extra things. You can still read and post! So, you know. The bare minimum is intact.]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[Rabbit Hunting]]></title>
			<link>https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=790</link>
			<pubDate>Wed, 24 Feb 2021 20:30:55 +0000</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[Cat and Dragon]]></title>
			<link>https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=789</link>
			<pubDate>Fri, 19 Feb 2021 01:38:59 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://alonimi.net/member.php?action=profile&uid=95">skiesofpurple</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[Fancy thing<br />
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Might need to think of a better title tbh]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Fancy thing<br />
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Might need to think of a better title tbh]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[People Draw Me Things [Read-Only] [Image Heavy]]]></title>
			<link>https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=788</link>
			<pubDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2020 21:04:42 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://alonimi.net/member.php?action=profile&uid=94">SolitareLee</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-size: x-large;" class="mycode_size">I wanted a repository of all the character art I've bought/received over the years and then realized there was nothing stopping me from making one here, even though a forum is hardly designed for art display. You'll all just have to suffer.</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/YUacdwm.jpg" loading="lazy"  width="800" height="1067" alt="[Image: YUacdwm.jpg]" class="mycode_img" /><br />
<a href="https://cate-millsie.tumblr.com" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url">@cate-millsie</a> and <a href="https://hellomisa.tumblr.com/" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url">@misa</a></div>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-size: x-large;" class="mycode_size">I wanted a repository of all the character art I've bought/received over the years and then realized there was nothing stopping me from making one here, even though a forum is hardly designed for art display. You'll all just have to suffer.</span><br />
<br />
<div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/YUacdwm.jpg" loading="lazy"  width="800" height="1067" alt="[Image: YUacdwm.jpg]" class="mycode_img" /><br />
<a href="https://cate-millsie.tumblr.com" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url">@cate-millsie</a> and <a href="https://hellomisa.tumblr.com/" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url">@misa</a></div>]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[Cold Trails]]></title>
			<link>https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=787</link>
			<pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2020 21:35:02 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://alonimi.net/member.php?action=profile&uid=39">deific</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[<span style="text-decoration: underline;" class="mycode_u"><span style="font-family: Lobster Two;" class="mycode_font"><span style="font-size: xx-large;" class="mycode_size"><div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align">Cold Trails</div></span></span></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/fwAC7tH.jpg?1" loading="lazy"  alt="[Image: fwAC7tH.jpg?1]" class="mycode_img" /></div>
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<div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align">A story of space and wonder, of love and betrayal, of sacrifice and cruelty.</div>
<br />
<span style="text-decoration: underline;" class="mycode_u"><span style="font-size: large;" class="mycode_size"><span style="font-family: Lobster Two;" class="mycode_font"><div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align">Chapter 1: Pilot.</div></span></span></span>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="text-decoration: underline;" class="mycode_u"><span style="font-family: Lobster Two;" class="mycode_font"><span style="font-size: xx-large;" class="mycode_size"><div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align">Cold Trails</div></span></span></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/fwAC7tH.jpg?1" loading="lazy"  alt="[Image: fwAC7tH.jpg?1]" class="mycode_img" /></div>
<br />
<div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align">A story of space and wonder, of love and betrayal, of sacrifice and cruelty.</div>
<br />
<span style="text-decoration: underline;" class="mycode_u"><span style="font-size: large;" class="mycode_size"><span style="font-family: Lobster Two;" class="mycode_font"><div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align">Chapter 1: Pilot.</div></span></span></span>]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[On Your Mark [closed]]]></title>
			<link>https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=786</link>
			<pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2020 21:28:43 +0000</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[Chance Encounters [Closed]]]></title>
			<link>https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=785</link>
			<pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2020 20:55:19 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://alonimi.net/member.php?action=profile&uid=8">megs</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[<img style="max-width:25%;float:left;margin:5px 5px 5px 5px;" src="https://i.imgur.com/nMgoglE.png" /> Kama Darkwillow as at a baby shower. <br />
<br />
He wasn't particularly thrilled to be at <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">this</span> particular baby shower.  Not because he wasn't happy for his sister. He...mostly was. Kama picked up his two-toned eyes from the half-empty drink he was swirling around to glance at Julianna and her...boyfriend. He supposed Owen was still just her boyfriend. He hadn't heard anything about a proposal. Thinking of him as a her baby daddy was rude and too modern of a slang for his tastes. <br />
<br />
Anyway. It's not that he wasn't happy for her, strictly because she seemed absolutely elated. The whole thing was just awkward for him. A dark history and a bunch of people he didn't know milling around and enjoying snacks and drinks to celebrate and unexpected pregnancy.  He did recognize Maeve, however, approaching Julianna and putting on a hand on her obviously protruding belly. The show of a few months of growth looked bigger on his petite sister. <br />
<br />
Kama finished off the last of his punch. He moved towards the kitchen to get more. It was a larger crowd than he expected. Must have been the people she was meeting at work. It was weird to think that Julianna had a job. He bumped into someone and it pulled him out of his thoughts. "Oh, sorry," he said automatically to the redhead as she turned around to see who had collided with her. Kama blinked down at clear green eyes. They looked like moss on a wet stone. Her skin made her look like a porcelain doll with blush painted on the apples of her cheeks.  "S-sorry," he said again, somehow stumbling over the simple word. He couldn't help but look a little lower. He quickly looked back up. She was wearing and off the shoulder blouse that showed off... well, quite a lot a cleavage and he didn't want to get caught starting. <br />
<br />
He backed away from her quickly and turned on his heel. Completely forgetting that he had been going to the kitchen. He made a line straight to his sister.  She stopped talking to Owen when he came up beside her. <br />
<br />
"Hey," she said. "What's up?" <br />
<br />
It must have been the half-panicked look on his face that alerted her need to ask. She was very intuitive for someone who was a little naive otherwise. It's not that he would say his sister was a little dumb...<br />
<br />
But you know. If the shoe fits. <br />
<br />
"Hey. Who's that- don't look-" he warned, before he continued. "Who's that unbelievably curvy redhead talking to that Internal Affairs lady from your work?" He was proud he remembered that tidbit about the raven-haired woman from a previous gathering. He couldn't help but think that the curvy redhead looked familiar.  Kama glanced at Owen who had suddenly taken an interest in their conversation. It didn't keep him from saying, "she is literally the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Who is she?" <br />
<br />
"That's Victoria," Julianna replied. She had to take a brief peek around him because she wasn't a mind reader. <br />
<br />
Kama felt his throat tighten. His gaze darted to Owen and then back to Jules. "Victoria."<br />
<br />
"Owen's sister."]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img style="max-width:25%;float:left;margin:5px 5px 5px 5px;" src="https://i.imgur.com/nMgoglE.png" /> Kama Darkwillow as at a baby shower. <br />
<br />
He wasn't particularly thrilled to be at <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">this</span> particular baby shower.  Not because he wasn't happy for his sister. He...mostly was. Kama picked up his two-toned eyes from the half-empty drink he was swirling around to glance at Julianna and her...boyfriend. He supposed Owen was still just her boyfriend. He hadn't heard anything about a proposal. Thinking of him as a her baby daddy was rude and too modern of a slang for his tastes. <br />
<br />
Anyway. It's not that he wasn't happy for her, strictly because she seemed absolutely elated. The whole thing was just awkward for him. A dark history and a bunch of people he didn't know milling around and enjoying snacks and drinks to celebrate and unexpected pregnancy.  He did recognize Maeve, however, approaching Julianna and putting on a hand on her obviously protruding belly. The show of a few months of growth looked bigger on his petite sister. <br />
<br />
Kama finished off the last of his punch. He moved towards the kitchen to get more. It was a larger crowd than he expected. Must have been the people she was meeting at work. It was weird to think that Julianna had a job. He bumped into someone and it pulled him out of his thoughts. "Oh, sorry," he said automatically to the redhead as she turned around to see who had collided with her. Kama blinked down at clear green eyes. They looked like moss on a wet stone. Her skin made her look like a porcelain doll with blush painted on the apples of her cheeks.  "S-sorry," he said again, somehow stumbling over the simple word. He couldn't help but look a little lower. He quickly looked back up. She was wearing and off the shoulder blouse that showed off... well, quite a lot a cleavage and he didn't want to get caught starting. <br />
<br />
He backed away from her quickly and turned on his heel. Completely forgetting that he had been going to the kitchen. He made a line straight to his sister.  She stopped talking to Owen when he came up beside her. <br />
<br />
"Hey," she said. "What's up?" <br />
<br />
It must have been the half-panicked look on his face that alerted her need to ask. She was very intuitive for someone who was a little naive otherwise. It's not that he would say his sister was a little dumb...<br />
<br />
But you know. If the shoe fits. <br />
<br />
"Hey. Who's that- don't look-" he warned, before he continued. "Who's that unbelievably curvy redhead talking to that Internal Affairs lady from your work?" He was proud he remembered that tidbit about the raven-haired woman from a previous gathering. He couldn't help but think that the curvy redhead looked familiar.  Kama glanced at Owen who had suddenly taken an interest in their conversation. It didn't keep him from saying, "she is literally the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Who is she?" <br />
<br />
"That's Victoria," Julianna replied. She had to take a brief peek around him because she wasn't a mind reader. <br />
<br />
Kama felt his throat tighten. His gaze darted to Owen and then back to Jules. "Victoria."<br />
<br />
"Owen's sister."]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[Under the Weather [Closed]]]></title>
			<link>https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=784</link>
			<pubDate>Sat, 14 Mar 2020 18:49:55 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://alonimi.net/member.php?action=profile&uid=8">megs</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[<img style="max-width:25%;float:left;margin:5px 5px 5px 5px;" src="http://i.imgur.com/LwqTfUa.png" />”Mom, I promise, I'm fine," Julianna said for, what felt like, the twentieth time. Which was too many since this current phone call with her mother had only been dragging on for-she pulled the phone away from her face to check the timer-fifteen minutes. She opened her mouth in a silent groan as her mother chattered on nervously at the other end of the receiver.  "I already have an apartment <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">and</span> a new job," she insisted. <br />
<br />
She was currently driving slowly through the picturesque downtown area of her new home. Winter Heights appeared like the definition of 'small town.'  Something out of a Hallmark movie. It was all cobblestone streets and historic shop windows. It even had a huge gazebo in the town center, decorated in lights. "I gotta go," she said into the phone. Effectively cutting off her mother's rant about how dangerous it was to move into a new city alone. Julianna had a hard time imagining anything dangerous happening in such a quaint town. She pulled into a gas station. "Me and Barker gotta pee." <br />
<br />
As if on cue, the large white dog in her passenger seat uttered a series of happy yips. <br />
<br />
Julianna hung up and leaned her head back against the seat. She signed loudly and pet Barker's head. He panted happily, dripping drool onto her seat cover and fogging up the window. Nose prints left streaks across the glass. <br />
<br />
"Well, at least you're optimistic about it." she mused to the oversized Samoyed. Julianna got out of the car and shut the door before the dog could muscle its way past her. She left the vehicle running as she stretched out her arms and legs.  <br />
<br />
It had been a long drive from California to Colorado. Julianna had been recently let go from her previous job as a meteorologist on a national network. The circumstances were...vague at best, but she had not been in a position to really argue.  <br />
<br />
"Stooop," she commanded herself to not to get stuck thinking about the past. A torrid affair with her boss. Getting her heart broken. She took a deep breath and scrubbed her hands over her face. Curls bouncing as she did so. She squared her shoulders and gave herself a quick pep talk. <br />
<br />
Julianna walked around to the other side of the car to let Barker out. As she moved around the back she noticed a news van parked across the street. Her brows disappeared behind her bangs, she recognized the logo as the very station she would be working for come morning. <br />
<br />
Barker was bouncing up and down in the seat as she came into view. She opened the door slowly and reached her hand in to try and clip his leash to his harness. He jumped and put his paws up on the door, pushing it into her and knocking her flat on her ass.<br />
<br />
"Barker!" She yelled at the dog as it bounded across the street and towards the news van. She scrambled to her feet and chased after him as he made a b-line for the unsuspecting reporter and his cameraman. "Barker, no! stop!"]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img style="max-width:25%;float:left;margin:5px 5px 5px 5px;" src="http://i.imgur.com/LwqTfUa.png" />”Mom, I promise, I'm fine," Julianna said for, what felt like, the twentieth time. Which was too many since this current phone call with her mother had only been dragging on for-she pulled the phone away from her face to check the timer-fifteen minutes. She opened her mouth in a silent groan as her mother chattered on nervously at the other end of the receiver.  "I already have an apartment <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">and</span> a new job," she insisted. <br />
<br />
She was currently driving slowly through the picturesque downtown area of her new home. Winter Heights appeared like the definition of 'small town.'  Something out of a Hallmark movie. It was all cobblestone streets and historic shop windows. It even had a huge gazebo in the town center, decorated in lights. "I gotta go," she said into the phone. Effectively cutting off her mother's rant about how dangerous it was to move into a new city alone. Julianna had a hard time imagining anything dangerous happening in such a quaint town. She pulled into a gas station. "Me and Barker gotta pee." <br />
<br />
As if on cue, the large white dog in her passenger seat uttered a series of happy yips. <br />
<br />
Julianna hung up and leaned her head back against the seat. She signed loudly and pet Barker's head. He panted happily, dripping drool onto her seat cover and fogging up the window. Nose prints left streaks across the glass. <br />
<br />
"Well, at least you're optimistic about it." she mused to the oversized Samoyed. Julianna got out of the car and shut the door before the dog could muscle its way past her. She left the vehicle running as she stretched out her arms and legs.  <br />
<br />
It had been a long drive from California to Colorado. Julianna had been recently let go from her previous job as a meteorologist on a national network. The circumstances were...vague at best, but she had not been in a position to really argue.  <br />
<br />
"Stooop," she commanded herself to not to get stuck thinking about the past. A torrid affair with her boss. Getting her heart broken. She took a deep breath and scrubbed her hands over her face. Curls bouncing as she did so. She squared her shoulders and gave herself a quick pep talk. <br />
<br />
Julianna walked around to the other side of the car to let Barker out. As she moved around the back she noticed a news van parked across the street. Her brows disappeared behind her bangs, she recognized the logo as the very station she would be working for come morning. <br />
<br />
Barker was bouncing up and down in the seat as she came into view. She opened the door slowly and reached her hand in to try and clip his leash to his harness. He jumped and put his paws up on the door, pushing it into her and knocking her flat on her ass.<br />
<br />
"Barker!" She yelled at the dog as it bounded across the street and towards the news van. She scrambled to her feet and chased after him as he made a b-line for the unsuspecting reporter and his cameraman. "Barker, no! stop!"]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[Unexpected [Closed]]]></title>
			<link>https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=783</link>
			<pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2020 14:08:10 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://alonimi.net/member.php?action=profile&uid=8">megs</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[<img style="max-width:25%;float:left;margin:5px 5px 5px 5px;" src="https://i.imgur.com/Bbiwk9E.png" /> Despite her husband’s protests, Julianna had a new dog.  <br />
<br />
Temporarily, at least. <br />
<br />
She could tell by the stony expression on his face that he was cursing her affinity for living things and her ability to be woken from a dead sleep by the sound of pathetic mewling in the dark.  <br />
<br />
“I think she’s just a puppy,” Julianna said, without looking at him. It was three in the morning and she had the dog in the bathtub. Owen was standing over her, just watching her with an air of exasperation. The dog had been cold and muddy, and Jules figured a warm bath would be just the thing to help. With the muck washed off, the dog’s charming blue and black merle coat was visible and it had stopped shivering. It was pacing back and forth in the shallow water, eyes closed and tongue hanging out as Julianna washed soap off with cupfuls of water.  She lifted the dog’s lips to check her teeth. “Or maybe just a mini aussie?” <br />
<br />
Akiko’s stubby tail wiggled back and forth as she was pampered by the woman. Dog was probably her best role. It was so easy to be a cute and cheerful thing. So easily rewarded, too. Treats and being petted. What wasn’t there to like? She panted happily at the woman, and shook out her fur on cue. Tossing droplets of water all over the woman, who laughed. <br />
<br />
At present, the shapeshifter sensed only two obstacles in her current plan. One was the tall blonde man currently looming over them as she tried to enjoy a nice bath. And the second was the stoic German Shepherd laying obediently in front of the bathroom door. It did not seem to like her. <br />
<br />
The woman’s twin Borzois had only sniffed at her paws curiously before trotting off to their beds. <br />
<br />
Owen remained in the bathroom, silent and watchful, because also despite his protests Julianna was sitting on the hard tile floor. She knew it was bad for her hip and her leg which had recently suffered traumatic injuries that she was still rehabilitating.  <br />
<br />
When she was finished he helped her up. She ignored the persistent pain and kept her face neutral to not upset him. “We can take her to Cain’s office tomorrow to see if she has a microchip,” she suggested, in an attempt to make him frown less. Which was a gamble given his attitude about Cain. She handed him a towel to wrap the dog up in. <br />
<br />
“She probably belongs to someone,” Julianna pointed out with a subtle hint of sadness. “She’s very well-behaved and so sweet.”  <br />
<br />
Jules waited for Owen to hand the dog off to her. “Oh! I think there is an extra dog bed in the guest bedroom. Would you check for me?”]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img style="max-width:25%;float:left;margin:5px 5px 5px 5px;" src="https://i.imgur.com/Bbiwk9E.png" /> Despite her husband’s protests, Julianna had a new dog.  <br />
<br />
Temporarily, at least. <br />
<br />
She could tell by the stony expression on his face that he was cursing her affinity for living things and her ability to be woken from a dead sleep by the sound of pathetic mewling in the dark.  <br />
<br />
“I think she’s just a puppy,” Julianna said, without looking at him. It was three in the morning and she had the dog in the bathtub. Owen was standing over her, just watching her with an air of exasperation. The dog had been cold and muddy, and Jules figured a warm bath would be just the thing to help. With the muck washed off, the dog’s charming blue and black merle coat was visible and it had stopped shivering. It was pacing back and forth in the shallow water, eyes closed and tongue hanging out as Julianna washed soap off with cupfuls of water.  She lifted the dog’s lips to check her teeth. “Or maybe just a mini aussie?” <br />
<br />
Akiko’s stubby tail wiggled back and forth as she was pampered by the woman. Dog was probably her best role. It was so easy to be a cute and cheerful thing. So easily rewarded, too. Treats and being petted. What wasn’t there to like? She panted happily at the woman, and shook out her fur on cue. Tossing droplets of water all over the woman, who laughed. <br />
<br />
At present, the shapeshifter sensed only two obstacles in her current plan. One was the tall blonde man currently looming over them as she tried to enjoy a nice bath. And the second was the stoic German Shepherd laying obediently in front of the bathroom door. It did not seem to like her. <br />
<br />
The woman’s twin Borzois had only sniffed at her paws curiously before trotting off to their beds. <br />
<br />
Owen remained in the bathroom, silent and watchful, because also despite his protests Julianna was sitting on the hard tile floor. She knew it was bad for her hip and her leg which had recently suffered traumatic injuries that she was still rehabilitating.  <br />
<br />
When she was finished he helped her up. She ignored the persistent pain and kept her face neutral to not upset him. “We can take her to Cain’s office tomorrow to see if she has a microchip,” she suggested, in an attempt to make him frown less. Which was a gamble given his attitude about Cain. She handed him a towel to wrap the dog up in. <br />
<br />
“She probably belongs to someone,” Julianna pointed out with a subtle hint of sadness. “She’s very well-behaved and so sweet.”  <br />
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Jules waited for Owen to hand the dog off to her. “Oh! I think there is an extra dog bed in the guest bedroom. Would you check for me?”]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[Parent Teacher Arcana]]></title>
			<link>https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=782</link>
			<pubDate>Sun, 12 Jan 2020 23:56:43 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://alonimi.net/member.php?action=profile&uid=94">SolitareLee</a>]]></dc:creator>
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<span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">An Aeris RP</span></div>]]></description>
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			<title><![CDATA[Beg Forgiveness [Closed]]]></title>
			<link>https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=781</link>
			<pubDate>Sun, 01 Dec 2019 15:13:54 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://alonimi.net/member.php?action=profile&uid=3">Tindome</a>]]></dc:creator>
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<br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;" class="mycode_size">The Kingdom of Aeris<br />
<a href="https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=702" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url">☙ a sanctuary au ❧</a><br />
<a href="https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=778" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url">⏮ beg off</a></span></div>
<br />
<span style="font-size: small;" class="mycode_size"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Content Warnings:</span> D/s Dynamics ❤ Boss/Employee ❤ Fucked Up Power Dynamics ❤ Size Difference  ❤ Maledom ❤ Femsub ❤ PTSD ❤ Anachronistic Steampunk Outfits ❤ Really Shitty Coworkers</span>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align"><img src="https://alonimi.net/misc/images/graphics/forgiveness.png" loading="lazy"  alt="[Image: forgiveness.png]" class="mycode_img" /><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;" class="mycode_size">The Kingdom of Aeris<br />
<a href="https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=702" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url">☙ a sanctuary au ❧</a><br />
<a href="https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=778" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url">⏮ beg off</a></span></div>
<br />
<span style="font-size: small;" class="mycode_size"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Content Warnings:</span> D/s Dynamics ❤ Boss/Employee ❤ Fucked Up Power Dynamics ❤ Size Difference  ❤ Maledom ❤ Femsub ❤ PTSD ❤ Anachronistic Steampunk Outfits ❤ Really Shitty Coworkers</span>]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[Ponderous Meanderings]]></title>
			<link>https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=780</link>
			<pubDate>Fri, 15 Nov 2019 02:48:57 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://alonimi.net/member.php?action=profile&uid=95">skiesofpurple</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<title><![CDATA[Building Bridges [Closed]]]></title>
			<link>https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=779</link>
			<pubDate>Fri, 08 Nov 2019 14:26:55 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://alonimi.net/member.php?action=profile&uid=94">SolitareLee</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/24sMduu.png" loading="lazy"  alt="[Image: 24sMduu.png]" class="mycode_img" /><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;" class="mycode_size">The Kingdom of Aeris</span></div>]]></description>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;" class="mycode_size">The Kingdom of Aeris</span></div>]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[Beg Off [Closed]]]></title>
			<link>https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=778</link>
			<pubDate>Tue, 05 Nov 2019 22:20:45 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://alonimi.net/member.php?action=profile&uid=3">Tindome</a>]]></dc:creator>
			<guid isPermaLink="false">https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=778</guid>
			<description><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align"><img src="https://alonimi.net/misc/images/graphics/begoff.png" loading="lazy"  alt="[Image: begoff.png]" class="mycode_img" /><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;" class="mycode_size">The Kingdom of Aeris<br />
<a href="https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=702" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url">☙ a sanctuary au ❧</a><br />
<a href="https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=776" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url">⏮ beg mercy</a></span></div>
<br />
<span style="font-size: small;" class="mycode_size"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Content Warnings:</span> D/s Dynamics ❤ Boss/Employee ❤ Master/Servant ❤ King/Not Technically Slaves But ❤ Fucked Up Power Dynamics ❤ Size Difference  ❤ Maledom ❤ Femsub ❤ Malesub ❤ Femdom ❤ PTSD ❤ Anachronistic Steampunk Outfits ❤ Cross-Dressing ❤ Punkin Chunkin ❤ Deep-Fried Versions Of Things That Shouldn't Be Deep Fried ❤ Unprotected Sex But They're Magic So It's Fine ❤ Murder Ballads ❤ Threats of Physical Violence ❤ Improvised Bondage ❤ Narratophilia ❤ Subterphilia ❤ ... Erotic Tackling (???) ❤ Cunnilingus ❤ Sharp Fangy Teeth ❤ Forced Orgasms ❤ Frottage ❤ Rough Sex ❤ Tailjobs ❤ Bullying, But Make It Sexy ❤ Penis-in-Vagina Sex ❤ Fellatio ❤ Irrumatio ❤ Throat-Fucking ❤ Two Mouths One Dick ❤ Anal Sex ❤ Teasing ❤ Breastplay ❤ Magical Thermodynamics ❤ Pet Play ❤ Creampie ❤ Cum-Swapping ❤ Just A Lot Of Fluids Everywhere ❤ Slapping ❤ Near-Death Experiences, Only Sometimes Kinda Hot</span>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align"><img src="https://alonimi.net/misc/images/graphics/begoff.png" loading="lazy"  alt="[Image: begoff.png]" class="mycode_img" /><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;" class="mycode_size">The Kingdom of Aeris<br />
<a href="https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=702" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url">☙ a sanctuary au ❧</a><br />
<a href="https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=776" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url">⏮ beg mercy</a></span></div>
<br />
<span style="font-size: small;" class="mycode_size"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Content Warnings:</span> D/s Dynamics ❤ Boss/Employee ❤ Master/Servant ❤ King/Not Technically Slaves But ❤ Fucked Up Power Dynamics ❤ Size Difference  ❤ Maledom ❤ Femsub ❤ Malesub ❤ Femdom ❤ PTSD ❤ Anachronistic Steampunk Outfits ❤ Cross-Dressing ❤ Punkin Chunkin ❤ Deep-Fried Versions Of Things That Shouldn't Be Deep Fried ❤ Unprotected Sex But They're Magic So It's Fine ❤ Murder Ballads ❤ Threats of Physical Violence ❤ Improvised Bondage ❤ Narratophilia ❤ Subterphilia ❤ ... Erotic Tackling (???) ❤ Cunnilingus ❤ Sharp Fangy Teeth ❤ Forced Orgasms ❤ Frottage ❤ Rough Sex ❤ Tailjobs ❤ Bullying, But Make It Sexy ❤ Penis-in-Vagina Sex ❤ Fellatio ❤ Irrumatio ❤ Throat-Fucking ❤ Two Mouths One Dick ❤ Anal Sex ❤ Teasing ❤ Breastplay ❤ Magical Thermodynamics ❤ Pet Play ❤ Creampie ❤ Cum-Swapping ❤ Just A Lot Of Fluids Everywhere ❤ Slapping ❤ Near-Death Experiences, Only Sometimes Kinda Hot</span>]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[An Idiot's Guide [Link Repository, Read-Only]]]></title>
			<link>https://alonimi.net/showthread.php?tid=777</link>
			<pubDate>Mon, 04 Nov 2019 18:43:04 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://alonimi.net/member.php?action=profile&uid=94">SolitareLee</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-size: xx-large;" class="mycode_size">Please excuse our dust! This will be messy for a WHILE.</span><br />
<br />
An incredibly link and image heavy repository, for the many, many people who have come to me, falling to their knees and openly weeping. "Help us, Lee," they cry into my outstretched hands. "What the fuck even is a forum? I can't find anything. Please, I just want to read about dicks but there's so many threads." This is for you, my children born after the year 1996 who've never even seen a roleplay forum but are still drawn here, irresistibly, by the siren call of gargoyle dick. <br />
<br />
The links here are organized in a few different ways. First off: by semi-coherent storyline. This is a world of a million venn diagram universes, overlapping in confusing places. However, I've done my absolute best to pull together a few of my own coherent-ish storylines in something vaguely approaching chronological order. Secondly: by character. There'll be a lot of overlap here since each story and roleplay, by default, contains more than one character. But if you just want absolutely every single thing you can find with Jean in it (god help us both), I've got you, fam. <br />
<br />
There will be links here to roleplays (notated by small rectangular image links with the RP name on as well as the... number of authors...) AND short stories (notated by square image links or text links as well as the... number of authors being one generally) both here and on Ao3, since the presence of two separate repositories for each was causing multiple people to burst spontaneously into tears. There will be links to stories and RPs by me and other people here (I've asked everyone herein if they're okay with being included), all labeled of course. <br />
<br />
<div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align"><span style="color: red;" class="mycode_color">Disclaimer: Tags of ongoing RPs might not be cohesive</span></div>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-size: xx-large;" class="mycode_size">Please excuse our dust! This will be messy for a WHILE.</span><br />
<br />
An incredibly link and image heavy repository, for the many, many people who have come to me, falling to their knees and openly weeping. "Help us, Lee," they cry into my outstretched hands. "What the fuck even is a forum? I can't find anything. Please, I just want to read about dicks but there's so many threads." This is for you, my children born after the year 1996 who've never even seen a roleplay forum but are still drawn here, irresistibly, by the siren call of gargoyle dick. <br />
<br />
The links here are organized in a few different ways. First off: by semi-coherent storyline. This is a world of a million venn diagram universes, overlapping in confusing places. However, I've done my absolute best to pull together a few of my own coherent-ish storylines in something vaguely approaching chronological order. Secondly: by character. There'll be a lot of overlap here since each story and roleplay, by default, contains more than one character. But if you just want absolutely every single thing you can find with Jean in it (god help us both), I've got you, fam. <br />
<br />
There will be links here to roleplays (notated by small rectangular image links with the RP name on as well as the... number of authors...) AND short stories (notated by square image links or text links as well as the... number of authors being one generally) both here and on Ao3, since the presence of two separate repositories for each was causing multiple people to burst spontaneously into tears. There will be links to stories and RPs by me and other people here (I've asked everyone herein if they're okay with being included), all labeled of course. <br />
<br />
<div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align"><span style="color: red;" class="mycode_color">Disclaimer: Tags of ongoing RPs might not be cohesive</span></div>]]></content:encoded>
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