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 A Kingly Escape, Anthony Bryant, Sean Cleary
Anthony Bryant
 Posted: Oct 11 2017, 11:01 PM
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HE didn’t talk much ‘n wasn’t very good at it, but he was trying. King wasn’t exactly making it easy to leave. The King of Cats hears one little noise ‘n he’s ready to make them submit to his will. This could be a minute.. or two… maybe. Tony looked over the claw marks, groaning internally. This shit was gonna sting when he cleaned it.

He was pretty sure the animal wasn’t out to get him, but sometimes it was hard to tell. Hopefully he ate Lenny first. ”So who all lives there with you? And Mister Cat?” Tony looked up from his claw marks ‘n wondered if the dude realized that the King of cats was totally more than a Mister. Then again, who else is gonna respect a cat they didn’t now like the people who lived with it. That was fair. ”Uh.. I have an apartment mate named Lenny. He’s fucking my best friend from childhood. Well, fighting or fucking. Keeps me up.” Gawd he hated that.

Uh.. okay. Shit. What should he say now?

”We both work at the Odyssey. We’re bouncers. I don’t get to work there as much as I did since I started college ‘n another job, but I’m there on the weekends at least. Usually evenings when everybody else wants to party.” Tony shrugged. ”Maybe you c’n meet Lenny sometime, since you live here. Just don’t talk about good Italian food or cat hair on clothes. He’s Italian ‘n likes clothes.” Yeah.. he was never gonna open THAT can of worms. Dude has his mom’s Lasagna once ‘n then whines it isn’t from Italy. Whatever. ”You think that dog is gone?” He didn’t hear it. Maybe he could get moving then? That’d be cool.

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Sean Cleary
 Posted: Oct 14 2017, 12:01 PM
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Fighting or fucking, yeah, Sean understood that type of relationship, seeing as it pretty much exemplified any and all that he’d ever had himself. He hadn’t really been in very many, to be honest. His lifestyle and life just hadn’t been conducive to looking dreamily into another guy’s eyes and making pledges, or even having expectations. Sean basically tried to have no expectations of other people, except for that, sooner or later, they all let you down. Probably the longest lasting commitments he’d ever made had been in prison, and that was just to keep from either having the crap beat out of him or being raped. Survival was survival, and PREA was a bunch of old white men in D.C. paying lip service to the social activist lobbies.

Anyway, he didn’t really make much of a reply to that information. He just kept looking at Tony, noticing the scratches on the guy’s back, thinking how fucked up it was – how much humans did for their pets. He’d never really had a pet himself. The next bit of intel was much more interesting, to him. He knew about the Odyssey. He couldn’t go there, of course. Being on parole he couldn’t go to bars. But he knew it was the one and only “gay club” in the small town, and the fact that Tony worked there said…something. It didn’t say he was gay. But at least – maybe – he was accepting of that lifestyle.

Tony also sounded smart. That was Sean’s appraisal of anyone who went to college. He had his GED now – seeing as there was so very little to do in prison other than sit around on your ass all day. But he had no hopes or aspirations to try for any higher degrees. He had very little hope about life at all – other than to get off parole so he could go back to being ‘normal’ – his version of normal, anyway.

To the last question posed, Sean listened and didn’t hear anything. The cat appeared to be listening too, or else contemplating going into the kitchen to have a little look see. ”I dunno,” he said unhelpfully, though he wasn’t deliberately trying to be so. "You pick him up and I’ll poke my head outside to see,” he added, which might be a little more useful to Tony.

If the guy took him up on his offer, Sean would do just that, and he was already moving to the door to open it, once he got the green light from Tony, sliding around the other guy, just barely grazing his hip against Tony's, in the tight space.
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Anthony Bryant
 Posted: Oct 19 2017, 08:54 PM
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((Thank you for your patience. Halloween stuff has me a bit busy on Lochland))

He wasn’t gonna be able to get out of there until the dog was gone. At this rate he’d never get to leave. Tony didn’t hear the animal anymore, but he didn’t trust his own ears right now. Maybe Sean did? ”I dunno,” ... oh. Well fuck. "You pick him up and I’ll poke my head outside to see,” Okay, he could do that. It was easier than chasing King around the complex until the cat got bored.

Picking the animal up, he tried to make sure that there was nothing in front to move towards. Tony had noticed a long time ago that if there was a place to go forward, a cat would go forward. His hip grazed Sean’s lightly. ”Oh, uh, I’ll move.” Yeaaaah. he wasn’t a very good window.. or whatever that saying was. How did that go? Fuck if he knew. ”See anything?" Yeah , he was great conversation. Just gonna stand over here now with his giant cat, trying not to let it shred another shower curtain. Round two would probably get the decorative one ‘n then he’d have to figure out exactly how to get a new one. That old lady might kill him.

”Uh, what do you like to eat anyway? Do you like diner food? Pizza? I don’t usually take people out. My friends ‘n I eat at home and I don’t date. Too busy to do much more than sit around eating whatever is in the fridge.” He used to try pasta, but fucking Lenny made him want to break shit. ”Guess we could do Gertie’s or the bakery or uh.. whatever pizza shop there is in town.” Jeezus. When was the last time he ordered pizza?

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Sean Cleary
 Posted: Oct 21 2017, 07:18 AM
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With the cat seemingly secured, Sean opened the door just a small crack, just in case King decided to go leaping out of Tony’s arms. It was enough to let him sort of look at least one way down the hall, and he didn’t see anything, nor did he hear anything. He shut the door again and turned to look at Tony, with a ”Looks good,” of cursory reassurance.

To the question posed, he shrugged, having shoved his hands in his pockets. ”Doesn’t matter to me. Gertie’s sounds fine.” He had heard, of course, what Tony had said prior to that, and it was yet one more step towards the idea that was slowly forming in his head. It wasn’t much of an idea, but he felt it was worth fully vetting, at some point. Not now necessarily. But he did ask, in a rather obvious way, ” So you don’t have a boyfriend or anything? I’d’a thought working at that place you’d have to be beating them off with a club.”

That particular phrase – beating other guys off – yeah, maybe not the best choice. On the other hand, its suggestive double entendre – though not intentional – certainly lent an added layer of sexuality to the question. Sean would never be accused of being either subtle or clever in the way he spoke. But sometimes he came up with things that worked well, all purely by chance.
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Anthony Bryant
 Posted: Oct 21 2017, 10:20 PM
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Cats could be so chill when they had what they wanted. Tony had seen King sit around like he owned the place ‘n didn’t give a fuck about anything. Still, every once in a while he went crazy. It was usually ‘cause of other animals, but maybe he was just making sure everybody knew he was on top. Sitting there waiting to see if a dog was still outside the door was about as close as it got to servitude. Seriously. He was waiting on a cat to be okay for him to take it home. ”Looks good.” Thank gawd. ”Cool” Relief, sweet sweet relief.

Well, now they could think about food. He wasn’t sure if Sean had any place in particular he wanted. ”Doesn’t matter to me. Gertie’s sounds fine... So you don’t have a boyfriend or anything? I’d’a thought working at that place you’d have to be beating them off with a club.” Pff. ”Nah, no boyfriend. i’ve been too busy with work ‘n school to date. Not very good at dating anyway. I have, like, two and a half exes ‘n I got pretty screwed over by all of them.” He tried to shrug, but his cat was having none of it. King seemed to get heavier somehow.
whyyy...

Anyway, I gotta go take this ball of fur home. Fuck, he shoulda given the guy his number. ”I’ll, uh.... hmm...” It was still pretty fucking early. ”I kinda wanted to go back to bed? Can I stop by here a little later when I’m awake?” Yeaaaah.. that just came to him. ”Maybe we can hit Gertie’s lunch special. It’s pretty solid.. at least it was last time I went. Not sure when that was.” Yeah, don’t ask for a date ‘n time. He had none to give. ”Could you get the door for me? “ Making sure he had a firm hold on the massive animal, he stepped out the door with a nod. ”See you in a while.? Dear bed: he missed you.

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Sean Cleary
 Posted: Oct 22 2017, 09:50 AM
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"Yeah, sounds good," he replied, as he opened the door again, this time wide enough to allow for the guy and his cat to leave. He didn't feel blown off, or that Tony was just shittin' him about taking him out for lunch, just in order to have a way to exit the scene of his intrusion without looking totally lame. Sean wouldn't have cared if the guy hadn't offered lunch in recompense. He wasn't feeling all that put out by the cat's appearance and the subsequent hassle of getting him back to his own place. He thought it would be OK to get to know one of his neighbors, although his prior motive for doing so - mainly to know if they were selling anything he'd be interested in buying - wasn't as present as it had been, once upon a time. Still, it was always a good idea to be aware of who was around you, friend or foe, and of course he'd prefer the friendly variety. Tony seemed to be that, and he seemed to operate on the same sort of wavelength as Sean. So it was all good. If the guy showed back up, that was cool. If not, Sean wouldn't be too bothered by it, or surprised. After all, his mantra in life was pretty much, 'Everybody lets you down, sooner or later. Just deal.'

"Catch ya later," he said, by way of a good bye, watching Tony move through the doorway and down the hall, and closing the door behind him.
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