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OOC: Anyone Alive?

May. 22nd, 2006 | 11:57 pm
Feeling: tiredtired
Listening To: "Fresh Prince of Bel Air" - on T.V.
posted by: tiger_in_a_cage in la_vie_boheme_

Is anyone alive out there? If so, please respond to this post within a week. I'd like to get the rp up and going again and if you don't reply, your character will be put up for grabs. Thank you for your cooperation. ;)

P.S. If you don't want to reply to this post, you can also e-mail me at: reaper_george_lass@hotmail.com

Characters who are okay and not going to be put up for grabs currently include:

Maureen Johnson
Roger Davis
Mimi Marquez

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Mimi - tag Maureen/Joanne (tho barely)

Feb. 5th, 2006 | 12:15 am
posted by: avenue_b_feline in la_vie_boheme_

Mimi had slipped away from the group, her heart hammering in her chest as she went to get her jacket from the back. She was a little afraid it wasn't as safe in the thrum of the crowd as it was on the stage with only the other girls there. When she returned, the group had dispursed. Everyone else had drifted away except Maureen and Joanne who still stood close together. She shifted in discomfort, wanting to approach but not at the same time. She put her coat down on a chair, her bag under it, then went to the dance floor. Not the stage but still a good place to release some anxious energy.

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After the Club....

Feb. 4th, 2006 | 06:42 pm
posted by: thefilmaker in la_vie_boheme_

0cc: Mark is getting very sick and Collins has offered to take him back to the loft. Anyone who wants to join may.


Mark felt very sick. He had been drunk before but he realized maybe why he felt really bad.
"Collins, the reason I think I feel so bad is because I have never drunk that much in my whole life. At first I felt good, but now....." Mark quickly turned his head away from Collins and vommited again. Mark stopped walking and bent down resting his hands on his weak knees.

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New post for Roger/April

Feb. 4th, 2006 | 01:01 am
posted by: one__song_glory in la_vie_boheme_

Roger chuckled. "That's definitely the truth." He replied. They did know how to make their own fun, they did it all the time. He put an arm around her as they walked, since she'd obviously decided she wanted to be close.

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with 60 some odd comments, new post seemed required

Jan. 17th, 2006 | 11:06 am
Feeling: creativecreative
posted by: avenue_b_feline in la_vie_boheme_

The shift was over and Mimi gave a goodnight address to the sudience, though her eyes were rather locked onto the attractive group she had noticed before. Maureen (though Mimi didn't know her name - or any of the others for that matter) hadn't left after all. And Roger (WHERE did she know him from??) was still with April (she looked familiar too). Maybe she'd met them all at some club or something. Her goodnight done, she headed backstage.

She went out back and took a hit to slow her dizzying thoughts. She always did it alone. She didn't want her colleagues finding out about her little... habit. A few minutes later, sated and contentedly in a drug-induced haze, Mimi went back inside. She slowly dressed, absently fingering the pictures of her best friend on her mirror. She wondered where Angel was that night. She went into the pulsing thrum of life that was the club proper. She wanted to dance - for fun - and maybe have a few drinks. And maybe... maybe maybe maybe talk to those people... all of whom seemed familiar - Collins too. They were all happy about something, the gorgeous black man the center of their smiles and attentions.

Tentatively she moved closer to hear what they were talking about. She wasn't nervous. The customers here were good and the security was even better. They knew she liked to party after her shift and kept an eye out for anyone harassing her but that was rare and never a concern.

She was quick to pick out what the cause for celebration was. Collins had gotten a job - Brown University at that! She wondered if she had seen him at another school when she had accompanied Emilio to his classes and such.

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Continuing in new post

Jan. 15th, 2006 | 12:11 am
posted by: tiger_in_a_cage in la_vie_boheme_

Maureen blinked at Mark's hasty departure, but decided not to go after him. She wasn't ready to leave yet. There was still plenty of time to party. She shrugged at Roger and returned to the dance floor.

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OOC: SORRY!!!

Jan. 6th, 2006 | 09:23 pm
Feeling: confusedconfused
posted by: avenue_b_feline in la_vie_boheme_

I apparently messed up :"> I thought I'd realize when the rp started but alas... i'm apparently as out there as ms. marquez after a fix :P

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Starting now

Jan. 5th, 2006 | 01:01 am
posted by: tiger_in_a_cage in la_vie_boheme_

[mood| hopeful]
[music|"Listen to Your Heart" - DHT ]

OOC: Okay people, I'm gonna go with PreRent for the timeline. Any out of character posts must be labeled as such and NO ONE is allowed to post for another character unless they have specific permission or are using a character that hasn't been claimed yet.

IC:

Maureen Johnson bounced to the music at the Cat Scratch Club. She'd told her boyfriend, Mark Cohen that she was going out and where in the hopes that he would come and find her. If not...well, she was perfectly capable of entertaining herself. Already she'd been propositioned by several people - male and female. Life was good.

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Characters

Nov. 26th, 2005 | 10:19 am
posted by: tiger_in_a_cage in la_vie_boheme_

If you would like a character, please post a comment to this entry and if the character is still available, you'll most likely get it.

Taken Characters:
Maureen Johnson - tiger_in_a_cage
Mimi Marquez - avenue_b_feline
Roger Davis - one__song_glory
Mark Cohen - thefilmaker
Joanne Jefferson - takemebaby____
Tom Collins - need_a_muzzle
April Ericsson - writemewell
Angel Dumott Schunard - today4u_08
Benjamin Coffin the Third - youllseeboys

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