-insert name here-'s Place and Everywhere Else ~ Geezerville

[Icy Reign]

{{HA! scream See, I told you Vassnta was -anything- but innocent! mad Nudy pics?! stressed *slips pics from her pail to her bag as she rants* ninja }}  

[Faerie KatrinaZ]

Tricks = 5
Treats = 4

*Following the Approved Threads list from the bottom up,
Faerie puts her new wings into action and flitters off to the next location.*

 

[Kits Rose]

Trick or Treat!

Tricks: 128
Treats: 91  

[Naamio]

Franco had been all over his casino. The business end of things were finally coming together. All the details were getting ironed out, perfectly and seamlessly. He was quite pleased to see things transferring over so easily and with absolutely no trouble or legality issues. It had been a long day, and it was late, later than more dinner hours. Non the less, he called up to have dinner waiting for him so he could quickly get some rest after. This whole Katana situation had almost thrown the monkey wrench in his operation when she showed up and bloodied up his goon in the main casino floor, but it would seem all those involved had already written it off as, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. cool

At the elevator ding, and the elevator door opening to the penthouse floor, Franco read it all over the face of his goon. This perfectly planned visit had hit yet another bump in the road. stare he takes a deep breath to compose himself then approaches the goon.

Boss, la ragazza ha ... mi ha dato lo slittamento. sweatdrop

Gattina? Eh, don't worries abouts it. I's thinks Franco knows the reals stories 'ere. Yous keep an eyes on mines secondo in carica. Franco needs to goes speaks to his principessa in persons it seems. Calls mes a car, dat odra donna, she ain'ts me been seen rounds here no mores. Mi segui?

The large man, who towered over Franco in both girth and height, shook his head in compliance and quickly got things ready for his boss. Just like that Franco was on his way back to Geezerville, after sending a text to his sister that simply said:

incoming test to Psyzapp-d

Yous attendance is required tomorrow at the bar, yous will be updated wit the time. Yous can call off the boys.

-Naamio

 

[Icy Reign]

TRICK OR TREAT! twisted

TRICKS: 112

TREATS: 116  

[katana68]

She lay in the darkened hotel room, tossing and turning, in the throes of a nightmare. She awoke with a start, sitting up in the bed with the obsidian knife gripped in her hand, poised to attack, defend, or both. She looked around as her racing heart slowly came back down to a normal pace.

Her mind was foggy with the remnants of the nightmare, the voices and then the nothingness. She got up and dressed quickly, just wanting to get out of the hotel room before the walls closed in on her. It was still the middle of the night as she slipped out of the room and made her way down to the lobby. She gave an audible sigh of relief as she stepped outside and wandered down the Strip.

She thought about going back to Franco, but then she remembered how he just left her without a word.

"Pft, he's just another one that's walked out of my life. rolleyes " She muttered to herself as she kept walking.

She hailed a taxi and got in, telling the driver to head to the airport. There was no reason for her to stick around in Vegas anymore, and no reason to go back to Geezerville. She would decide where she would head next once she got to the airport.  

[Kits Rose]

Trick or Treat!

Tricks: 134
Treats: 94  

[MiroIsBored]

:: answers the door at the apartment, a small bit of chocolate smudged at the corner of her mouth. Behind her is a whole mess of candy wrappers and Vassnta curled up by the couch with his collection of nudy pictures and a big frown on his face, having been told earlier that distributing them would be bad.::
Um.. ninja Miro doesn't have any candy ninja She ran out ninja

:: she closes the door just as Vassnta looks up and mentions the whole bowl of candy sitting there on the living room table ::  

[Faerie KatrinaZ]

Tricks = 8
Treats = 9

*Following the Approved Threads list from the bottom up,
Faerie puts her new wings into action and flitters off to the next location.*

 

[Psyzapp]

*William parks his Ferrari in Psy's favorite and most frequented part of town amongst all the best chic boutiques and other stores she likes to go. He opens her car door for her and as she steps out the black sedan parks behind them. William goes up to the car and the guy sitting in the passenger side rolls down his tinted window. This is highly unorthodox and the Italian man peers at Officer Dougherty over his dark glasses as if to say "What the hell are you doing?"* emotion_eyebrow I'm just going to get coffee. She'll be sitting right there waiting for me. Right near you and in your line of sight. *The Italian man nods and pushes his glasses back up.* Già. Non c'è da preoccuparsi maiale. Abbiamo ottenuto questo. Forget about it. *By their tone, William figures they understand and he has his wife sit in a very visible area where there is a fountain and some benches. He tells her he'll be right in that coffee shop and then leaves her.

She takes this opportunity to see if Franco has texted her or anything and someone sits in the bench behind her.* Zitella. Don yous turn round. *Franco lights his cigar and leans back on the bench, propping his arms on the back of it as he casually looks around. Psy stops for a brief moment when she hears the voice of her brother and looks up to see what her husband is doing, then pretends to be engrossed in her iphone. The men in the black sedan immediately recognize Franco and give him a nod when he makes eye contact with them. Franco waited for the perfect moment to pass on what he knows to his sister without the cop around. * Yous Gattina is messed up. Franco sees dis in business. Gattina she gots her a place on her person. A knife she gots her stash in. Won't leaves dat outa 'er sights. Gattina don has no manners…no respect to Franco. Franco shows Gattina ospitalità an she scompare…no respect. talk2hand Gattina's hooked. She's der scalare le pareti…classic. *Franco takes a puff on his cigar and changes positions while Psy puts away her iphone and gets out her lipstick while she continues to listen.*

Gattina gots da itch…bad. Franco knows dis puts Zitella in a bad way. Yous gonna have un bambino an yous top earner is inaffidabile. Franco can help. Yous familia Zitella. Franco si occuperà di attività. Dat cop won run da business when yous a mama. talk2hand Forget about it. Franco wills do dis.…Capisce? cool *Franco stands and takes another puff on his cigar without turning around.* I's gonna clean dat place buts good. Pasticci nessuno con la famiglia. emotion_dealwithit *Franco casually walks away puffing on his cigar and Psy waits to turn around catching a glimpse of Franco turning a corner.*  

[Psyzapp]

*William returns to Psy and holds out her coffee to her. She grins sweetly at him and puts away her lipstick and compact, graciously taking the latte from him as he sits next to her on the wooden bench. He puts his arm around her and she scoots in closer to him as she takes a sip of her latte. He drinks some coffee and they both sit or a bit listening to the sound of the water in the large fountain cascading.* Everything will be okay, Trina. You'll see. wink *She nods and grins at her husband's optimism, kissing him briefly before standing. The two get into the Ferrari and head to the Gunsmith as the black sedan follows.*  

[Psyzapp]

*Having spend the day with her husband out and about, doing errands for their stay at his old house…weapons, food and some essentials as he doesn't know what they'll have in the house this evening. They finally drive into a neighborhood she's unfamiliar with until she sees the 4 leaf clover neon sign and remembers when she and William had dinner there. surprised They must be getting close and she starts looking at each small house as they pass by waiting until they drive further into this particular district where she naturally assumes the houses get bigger.

After a while, they turn a corner and wind around a bit. William pulls over to the side of the road and he looks at her as she wonders why he's already stopped. He points past her and nods to get her to take a look and when she does she turns to him and smiles.* Very funny. Now how much further until the homes get bigger? *He's not entirely sure how to respond to his wife. neutral She clearly had something else envisioned and he knows full well this kind of living isn't what she's used too.* This IS it, Trina. *He pulls into the small driveway, gets out of the car and opens her car door. She stares for a moment at the home, a bit too stunned to move. He finally holds out his hand and he helps her out as she stands there staring at the home with her jaw a bit faltered.* This house is only one level. Who took the rest of it? *He stands by her and runs his palm over his face.* stare This is a Ranch Style home. A starter house and more than enough house for me as a bachelor. stare *He goes to the car and starts to get out their bags. He sees the black sedan parked in front of his house. The passenger side window rolled down and one of the goons talking into his wrist. He carries the bags to the door a few at a time and when he's gotten them all, he unlocks the door and starts to haul them in. Psy stands by the car the whole time staring at the home. He finally goes over to her and offers his arm to her. She snaps out of it and takes his arm. He walks her slowly to the front door and she continues to stare at the home. He holds the front door open for her and she reluctantly enters.*  

[Psyzapp]

He closes and locks the door after she enters.* This is it. smile I know it isn't much, but how much does a cop all by himself really need? cool *She looks around the small living area. Sparsely furnished with some very simple pieces, she notes the wood floors and the area rug. He picks up the grocery bags and brings them into what she assumes is the kitchen* Come on. This is the kitchen. cool It's not very big, but I really didn't do a whole lot of cooking. *He places the bags on the island as her jaw falters. THIS IS A KITCHEN? She wouldn't be able to fit an eighth of the kitchen gadgets and equipment she has in their place at MW. She notes the small table off to the side and how small all the appliances are…not even industrial. She goes to the island runs her hand on the counter as he starts to unpack the perishables and put them in the fridge. The counters aren't even marble!!!! gonk

He then takes her and shows her the two small bedrooms, one tiny bathroom and then to the basement which she finds half unfinished with some sort of appliances and a sink and the other half finished into some sort of area for TV, a bar, his weight set and…… She covers her mouth as she points.* What is THAT?! *He sees what she's pointing at.* neutral Oh that! That's my chair. cool *He goes over and when he sits, she can see particles of dust. He kicks up the foot rest and leans back.* See! cool *She gulps.* It's………hideous! gonk That thing has got to go! It's probably housing a family of squirrels inside of it!!! talk2hand  

[Psyzapp]

*He can see by the look on her face she's most likely in shock. neutral His home isn't quite what she's used too and he knew this might be a challenge. He gets out of his chair and goes over to her placing his hands on her arms, rubbing gently.* I have to get the house set up. smile We've had a long day and you need your rest. *It's true. She has had a long day and this whole mess with Katana is really taking a toll on her.

He can see how tired she is and he takes her hand.* Come on, Trina. smile *He pulls her gently along, up the stairs and takes her into the spare bedroom. He brings her suitcases in and sets them on the bed.* We won't have room for all of these in the other bedroom. So we'll just keep them here for now and figure it all out. You get ready for bed and I'll make sure everything is all squared away. cool *He smiles his adorable crooked smile at her and kisses her forehead before leaving her to change. Too tired to argue, she does as she's told and changes into a nightgown she's packed, goes into the other bedroom and gets into bed. She can tell these sheets are NOT 500 thread count egyptian cotton. stare She lays her head on the pillow to wait for her husband, but falls asleep immediately.*  

[damecharlie]

(( rofl This house that Psyzapp is freaking out about is bigger than all the houses I have ever lived in. rofl rofl Oh Psy, we love you. xd ))