#STUNISHING

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[iilomalo]

Okayy but why are you serving cvnt???

Maybe possibly written by Stunish (you'll never know)

STOP OMG I LOVE YOU TY BAE <333

[alflys4life]

A glimpse from the start , 8 had passed , an eternal love for the future , us !

Where should I start when there's so much to write about ? Almost midnight on the 17th of July 2023 , cozy room , low brightness in my hotel room , missing your presence but taking you everywhere with me like always . Can't find a more perfect moment to pour my thoughts out for you.

The world stopped for me months ago when you entered my world and suddenly became my world , a very unique one. A fragile human being called girl . You can't stop me at this term "girl" because you need to hear me out ..

As you slowly came closer , just like a butterfly getting for that spot on that flower in the garden , I was just waiting to pick you up from your beautiful spot , hold you softly and realising the feeling that has never hugged neither my body , nor my soul .

I immediately realised that you must be from a butterfly culture , not a random one , but a specific one , full of emotions , colourful , nothing that have ever been seen before . I was stunished by your presence . I only knew that we both may be from this unknown butterfly culture , lost and guided , supported by the wind as the days pass by . The wings were about to get to another level soon. Soon enough to rise higher... Soon but fast as a bullet . Months were flying , together with us .

So many colours in such a fragile "girl" . Little did you know that you are a powerful woman , about to begin your journey and a beautiful life along with me , a complete stranger , bothering your wings out of nowhere .

Your smile started to become a spectacular view for me , as I could see it in everything , in every place , at any time . A bright , shinning , full of emotions , yet shy , innocent and fragile smile is about to get me on my knees to propose the love of my life for eternal love .

I was going to claim what I have been waiting for all my life , and that's you ...the woman of my dreams , my life .

The struggle was absent all this time , as I found your heart deep inside mine , slowly but with so much confidence that we are one , we can be one . Loving you was easy , you stole my heart and I got stuck , with you in my mind every morning and night .

Goosebumps were striking me every time you texted me , looked at me or smiled in my face for the stupid jokes I made to make your day brighter . In the end , I was melting all the time , for another smile , and another and another ... That's when love hits you , and you feel the true passion , a pure feeling that you have never experienced .

As I said , the world stopped for me since then . I could not see anyone but you , the future with you , my entire life alongside you . Wait , did I mention that you are my future ?

You feel this just like I do , since I got on my knees to promise you that future that you always wished for , that emotion that you were craving to feel . Yes it's called love . Oh God , how much I was waiting for your sweet smile and that " DA ljubavi " that day .

My power , inspiration , motivation , strength and many more... it all came from you , unconditionally . Your humble personality , yet stubborn to trust , just like a silly child that doesn't follow directions , your pure soul receiving sudden vibes , your heart that started to beat faster more and more with each second spent together ... it all helped me realise that you are worth more than a universe ....you deserve to be happy , to be loved , truly and infinitely . I was more than ready to give you that 100% and more . I couldn't give up on you and I never even had that thought . Thought that you want a future was always present for me , I could feel you in my veins , your heartbeat was hiding inside of me , hugging my soul . It became a part of my heart , with every moment we were making love . Tears are present , happy tears , joyfull , like we celebrated every day by the Chrisrmas tree . Feeling alive was a new thing for both of us . Something that you never want to let go , when you experience ...

Love is there to be found , and managed accordingly . It was meant to be for us , finally , after a long wait . We are in shock . How ? How is it possible that we meet at the right moment and we get so intense in this little time ? How ...

Faith is real , God and the universe planned it all . Let's blame it both on God and science this time . Haters gonna hate anyway baby.

Finding you was not an easy thing , but it came natural , just like that butterfly that I was telling you . Yes , it's you .

I look back after these months and I can only tell that I saw in you something rare to find . A woman , not a "girl" , remember ? A strong , confident , capable of everything , gorgeous and fully infused with love woman that is about to experience the true journey of life . I am sure of you , of our bright future and a happy life together .

Can't wait for more adventures and much love alongside you , my love . To be continued... #Teiubesc

Yours forever ,

Alan

[xurlto]

Gorgeous hot brunette in sexy red dress.

[princelestatdelioncourt]

Paris. How magnificent and incredible the city was. I could not look anywhere with the same expression on my face, astonished, excited, happy. It was just the second day there and me and Nicolas were still trying to find a job. We have already attended a couple operas in which I begged Nicki for us to attend. “Lestat we will run out of money if we don’t stop spending.” He said “oh but Nicki we must go, we are here now, we must and I promise I’ll work harder to make these rounds back. We will. Now let’s get dressed and go!” I replied. I had to wear his clothes and that was bittersweet. I loved to wear them, so fine, so delicate, so precious, so beautiful, so clean and his scent. But I hated I had no clothes like that and I felt like a beggar. I hated it. And I said to myself someday I will wear nice clothes and I will but nice clothes for me and Nicki and we will go to all the nicest places around Paris where no one will look at us like we do not belong there as country lords they called us.

All ready, clean and dressed for the occasion, on the way we were to the Opera and I suddenly stopped waking to what I saw. It was a normal reaction for me to do as I have never been in a big city and I was just in love with Paris. I stopped walking in front of a boulangerie stunished to what my eyes saw. Not only the smell coming from it. Smell of warm bread. Made my stomach growl. There’s I stood in front of the big glass window like a kid looking at something he wants but he can’t have. This was an expensive show and I was perfectly aware we could not afford to buy a piece of bread from there unless we sell even thing we own and that will not be good.

I was astonished looking at all these breads and pastries I never imagined in my life expected and only rich Parisians knew well. But what got my attention most was a violin made of some kind of … pastry? Dark brown and on a tray of gold with more of these dark edible textures around it. It was so beautiful. I realized then Nicki came back to my side.

“Let’s go Lestat we are going to get late” he said pulling from my arm gently.

“Look Nicki! Look at that violin made of something.. isn’t that beautiful?” I looked at that violin and then at Nicki with such enthusiasm. Nicolas looked at the violin then back at me.

“Yes it is but we can’t afford it Lestat unless we sell all our clothes and beg in from of Versailles. Now let’s go” he said again pulling from me again.

“Oh one day I will get it Nicki. One day will be ours. Whatever it’s made of and we both will eat it with the most fine wine. We will Nicki. Trust me. I will get it for you” I said as I finally moved slowly still looking at that violin then at Nicki as he pulled from me and gave me a smile and that look that I was so familiar to it when he thought I was so impossible and yet he loved me for it.

“Very well Lestat. You awoke so dreamy today. Yes one day we will buy it… after thousand hours of work. Now let’s go” he said when finally made me walk by his side.

“I am not lying Nicki. When we have money I will buy you nice things for you for us.” I said very convinced I will do so.

“Very well” Nicki said with a smile on his face. So handsome when he smiles like that now he made me want to kiss him. But I could not, not in the middle of Paris. Now when then, kissing on the street, loving another man and sin… was not so welcomed. Nicki told me just a very few hidden places around the city were the places where people could go and be open to that but not on the street unless I wanted both of us to be committed to death. That scared me but at the same time we were in Paris and I didn’t want to hold myself. We were happy now. But I obeyed him.

Anyways, I told him I would buy that violin when I had money and so I did. After I got to play Lelio more often and they paid us more I saved some money without Nicki knowing, yes he blamed me because I I never had enough money left and I had to lie to him with excuses on I spent it with wine and bread for us. I adored his cynicism.

One day after he left to violin classes I went right straight to the pâtisserie wearing Nicolas clothes because I I could not go with my old ones. Not there. I thought I had enough money and more so I would have some left for wine and when I pretended to be a rich Parisian requesting to buy that Violin the baker said the amount to pay and I almost felt myself to be swallowed by earth. I had just enough to pay for it, thank God! But I would have none left for wine or help to pay the rent. Nicki will be upset but I wanted to buy him that Violin and so I did.

Poor again but walking towards our apartment holding the wooden box with both hands now I didn’t want to trip or slip on the moody streets and destroy that! I would eat it from the ground!

Finally I arrived to our apartment and left the box on the table. Save. Now to think how to get some money back. Nicki will be gone for a few more hours. Think Lestat how I can get money fast. This is Paris sure there’s a way for that!

I went downstairs to the owner of the apartments we lived in and I asked if he needed help on swiping the front door for a few coins. He said he had a lady for it.

Out to the streets I went, thinking and the only thing I could think of it was theatre. But I could not go to Renaud’s yet it was closed. Suddenly someone called my name. LESTAT! I was surprised and that voice wasn’t Nicki. I turned around and it was a gentleman I never met before.

“Bonjour” I answered as all polite men do.

“Bonjour Monsieur. How pleasant to see you. I was fascinated by your acts last night.” He was last extremely enthusiast and he explained me what he liked but my acts and I was looking at him with a smile on my face. I was recognized in the middle of Paris and loved for my acts. That made me absolutely happy. He then asked me where I was going and ashamed I had to say I needed money. He looked at me for a brief moment.

“Come please come” he said

“Where?” I replied

“I can help you with that if that’s what you need today.” He vowed me and gestured to follow him

“And what is that? How you can help me?” I replied. Remember I was still discovering Paris and never been to visit the whole city so I was unaware of what he was offering me.

“Would you like to act this morning on a matinee act on a friends theatre down the road?” He finally said

Theatre. Act. I was good on that. “Absolutely!” I replied with a smile and regained my enthusiasm. I knew I could get money with that.

“Follow me please. It’s just down the street. My friend will be amazed to have you there Monsieur.” He said as we walked down the street .

Once we arrived we walked inside the small theatre, wasn’t like Renaud’s but could held 50 people at least. The man showed me around, the stage, the backstage where the actors were already there getting ready for the morning acts and I was introduced to them. The ladies knew about me and they were excited to have me there and be their Lelio that morning.

The man told me to what clothes to change and as I did I started to hear people arriving to the theatre. Clothes ready, some make up, ready I was. I watched the troupe doing the first acts and it was a little different to my beloved actors and actresses from my theatre but they were still good enough but not as good. It was now time to step on stage and it was so easy I enchanted everyone there. After the act people clapped without a stop and there I saw the man standing by the door for the people to throw their money into that black bag. That was their way to collect money. A thing we did not do at Renaud’s but we made people buy tickets as they walked in.

Once I was all changed and cleaned my face from that white make up, after everyone on that troupe congratulated me and were so happy to have me there and to please come back again, the actresses kissing my cheek, the man came and gave me the money inside a small velvet bag.

“Very well done Lestat. We hope you enjoyed it as well and to have you back in another time.” He said to me graciously.

“Thank you I will consider that.” I said with a smile holding that bag of money and I had no clue how much I was paid and I was hoping it was enough.

I walked to the streets of Paris right straight to our apartment. Thank God Nicki wasn’t there yet. I opened the small bag and made all the coins to fall on the table. It was enough. What a relief. Suddenly the door opened. There was Nicki. I smiled to him

“What is that?” He said leaving his violin on the bed and coming to the table where I was seated. “And that money?” He looked at me I suppose he was curious.

“ remember I told you when we had money I would buy you that violin made of whatever from that pastisseire?” I looked up at him with a big smile. He was looking at me and at the box and the money.

“Lestat!” He groaned “why you spend money on such things. We will starve. We … now we will have to sell everything.” He walked around the room not too happy. I was a little hurt but I understood and he didn’t know yet I was able to pay for it.

“Nicki calm down. I was able to pay for it and get money. We are good. We don’t need to sell anything. Now can you please come and at least open the box? I thought you would love it and eat it if you wish. I just … wanted it for you.” My voice was a little sad and broken. I felt my enthusiasm almost gone. I looked down at the box and the money on the table.

Nicki came closer quietly and opened the box. I looked up at him quietly.

“You didn’t had to Lestat” his voice was calm now and gentle. He knelt before me holding the box with the violin inside.

“I just wanted it for you and make you happy and give you nice things. A way for me to express my love and care for you. To make you happy and all you deserve. And I got money for us not to stave” I said with a soft tone. He leaned closer and kissed my lips softly, his soft lips always got into my soul and looked at me.

“Thank you. I really do. You didn’t had to buy me anything. We have each other now and that’s more than enough.” He left the box on the table and held my face with both his hands so I could look at him. “ look at me.” I did “ I love you and thank you for this is one of the most gifts I ever received. Now do you know what it’s made of?”

“No I don’t. I don’t care what it’s made of is just beautiful and is a violin. It’s beautiful like your music. Like your violin and you deserve it” I said looking into his dark eyes I loved so much and get lost on them.

“Is chocolate” he said with a smile. I have never heard that word before. I had no clue.

“And what is that?” I asked curious

“Cocoa. Only rich people here in Paris use it on very special occasions and on small amounts. It’s like a drug Lestat. It’s dry and sweet. Now I am wondering to what face the baker must have looked at you when you request to buy it” he chuckled. I let out a laugh as well remembering the bakers face. Truly he was a map.

“He had a face yes. I guess now I know why.” I was finally relaxed and I felt Nicki relaxed as well. I put my hands on his side feeling his back. “So a drug… ah Paris! You tricked me again!” I laughed. Nicki laughed.

“And the coins… where did you get them?” Nicki asked me curious.

“I worked for a few hours. I was left with nothing after I bought the violin so I had to find something quick. A man came to me and recognized me as I was walking in the streets and I went to their theatre and did a couple acts and they paid me well enough we will have for food” I simply replied .

“You are impossible Lestat.” Nicki replied with a smile “it amazes me how when you want something go for it and don’t stop until you get it and then you find solutions when things are no right. You got lucky finding that man. Went to a place you have never been. You could have been killed! You were fearless. You got the money. I don’t know what kind of light you have on you it amazes me.” Nicki said and I the. Realized he was right. I trusted and followed a man to an unknown place and I could have been killed! This is Paris!. Nicki was so right I didn’t think but to what my goal was. I’ve been always like this. Act, react. Not even thinking about all the possibilities. Yet once again I was lucky and got all I wanted and I was safe.

I didn’t know what to say to Nicki so I went back to the same sentence “I wanted it for you and to make you happy. All I wanted. I wanted it.” I said.

“And we have it now and you are safe” Nicki said still holding my face with both his hands. He lean forward and kissed me again “but we can’t eat all of that ourselves or we will end up sick.” He said standing up

“Well we can share it with the troupe or just eat it in pieces. I don’t know. I never had that…. Chocolate as you said it’s called. Or we can just leave it here and contemplate it” I said

“Lestat it will melt overtime. We can eat some and bring it to the theatre then if so” he said

“Ok. But we must try it first. I want to try it. I have never had chocolate.” I reached to the table and broke and piece of it. I put it in my mouth and allowed to open my senses to taste it. Not a few seconds later I was making faces. It was horrible dry. Like powder. It was so dry it got stuck all over my mouth. “OH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!” I looked at Nicki trying to either spit that or swallow it “Nicki you said sweet, there’s no sweet on this !!!! It’s stuck!!” Nicki was laughing at me. “Stop laughing I can’t ..!!! Horrible!!” I stood up trying to find a bottle of whatever bottle of wine or water we had left. Finally found one and drank from it. Nicki was laughing so loudly o have never saw him laugh that much.

“Stop it! Don’t laugh! It was no funny!” I protested but I was about to laugh at myself just thinking how my reaction was to eating that. “Nicki why you didn’t stop me!?” I hit his leg gently with the tip of my boots.

“Well… you and your impulses. You wanted to taste it, there you have it” he continued laughing

“You should have told me it was not sweets anywhere in that. I hate chocolate that horrible. Do Parisian eat that at these special occasions? Mon dieu, what special occasions are these to be able to eat that?!” I drank more from that wine trying to get rid of that dry taste

“Lestat, chocolate is an aphrodisiac. Only to be taken in small amounts. Little tiny pieces is an elixir.” He said trying not to laugh anymore holding his stomach from all the laughs. I was looking at him with no clue what he was talking about.

“What are you taking about? Elixir on this? How? It’s dry like straw.” I looked at him feeling much better now my mouth wasn’t that dry anymore.

“Yes it is and again on small amounts and while drinking. So you got it all now Lestat. Chocolate and wine.” He left out another laugh

“What do you mean with that? I am intoxicated now?” I came closer to him and I held his wrists with my hands and pinned him against the wall playfully

“Oh so this is what it’s about?” I said with a smirk “is this what awakens? Some sexual appetite?” I smiled at him and he smiles at me

“Perhaps. But you don’t need chocolate for that” he smiles looking into my eyes. I let him go on a quick move and smiled.

“Hmmm yes true. That I blame you.” I replied and walked toward the table “look we have money for food and wine. Maybe we can celebrate this as we always do with some good food and the. Later on we both can have more of that elixir. Are you with me?” I said looking at him and grabbing all the money on the table “what do you want for dinner? Let’s make it a Nicolas night” I said playfully

Nicolas came closer and held me from behind pressing his body firmly against mine I felt like his pray now.

“It’s always your night Lestat but you very well know it ends up to be mine” he said grabbing my ass hard and letting me go with the same impulsiveness as when he grabbed me.

“I hate you” I said playfully with a smile not meaning at all that hate but it was a playful way to say I love you and with good terms. He grabbed his jacket . I collected all the money and down to the streets of Paris we went.

-

So that was the first day trying chocolate. Horrible. Dark dry chocolate.

-

// @monsieur-nicolas-de-lenfent I was just surfing online when I came across to a chocolate violin and made me write this small story. I hope I wrote Nicki right. I’m not as great as you are portraying him and maybe he would have reacted differently. I would like to know that what he would have done on this story. But they key was that Lestat wanted Nicki happy and to smile and to show love to him, buying him something special and to make Nicki feel loved :) sorry for the mistakes i wrote this on my phone :)

[kyriat-sims]

Lávvu Issát / Residential lot / Tiny house

No, not all Sámi people live in a Lávvu, and not all Sámi people have reindeers. Not now, and not in the past. Nevertheless, this family do. They are part of the Fjordsund settlement, thought to be around the 1850-1900 period. The lot is by no means historical correct. But it is playable!

Stunishing CC from

@aroundthesims - @bluehorse259 - @satisimbuilds - MTS Snowhaze - MTS Teknikah - Mxims - Simenapule - Sims 4 Designs/DaerOn (broken) - Mammut @blackyssims4zoo - @helen-sims - @kiolometro - TSR XCC2

Thank you all so much <3

Read more and download Lávvu Issát (free & adfree always)

[2021animalfarmfanficg2]

The Goddess of The Animal Farm

Synopsis: 

Snowball was exiled from the farm and became a refugee at the Foxwood Farm. But what would happen if his long-lost sister was there, the one who would have been sold many years ago by Jones? 

And what if while all the animals at Animal Farm were having problems between themselves, Persephone, the sister, and Snowball were planning to stab a knife behind their backs by sending her to the farm as a spy?

During the next few months, Persephone will be trying to complete her mission. 

Story:

The Goddess of the Animal Farm

"Help! Please, somebody help me!" First came the ducks, then the sheeps and horses aside from the rest of the animals. Lastly, everyone parted to make way to Squealer and Napoleon, who was circled by his dogs.  

Squealer started throwing questions at the dirty pig that was panting and seemed like it would faint at any second. "Who are you? What are you doing here? What happened to you" 

"I came from a farm far away, where I was dislocated from the rest because of my ideas and none of the animals wanted to go against the humans, like you did here. I couldn't take it anymore, so I left, and I kept walking and walking until I finally found the invincible farm that the pigeons were talking about." 

The speech was not very convincing for the majority, but for Boxer and the sheeps everything seemed alright. All the animals were quiet, waiting to see what decision would be made by the pigs. Things were a bit confusing in Napoleon's head, as he couldn't decide if to believe in what the stunishing girl was saying or in what Squealer was understanding of the whole situation. 

While his comrade tried to convince him that they should banish the girl, Napoleon shouted, "She comes with me!" Slowly, the dirty pig stood up and followed the leader to the lake, where she took a bath and headed to the farm house. 

As soon as they arrived, Napoleon turned to talk to the recently discovered pig, Persephone, finally noticing her clean skin, which was light pink, very similar to Snowballs. He introduced himself and explained the seven commandments and how she would have to work daily. 

"It will be my pleasure to work with you, helping to take care of the farm with all of my heart." Persephone said in a low and confident voice. Napoleon warned her, however, to be aware of her place and don't think too much about that. He then gave Persephone a big and organized room, where she opened a satisfied smile as soon as she closed the door. I will avenge him, she thought. 

After a few weeks of everything going smoothly, Persephone was able to get Napoleon's trust more and more every day. Working by his side during daytime, and laughing about his ideas at night. 

One day, when all the pigs went to sleep, Napoleon was in the living room reading about Greek mythology when Persephone came in with two glasses full of wine, handing him one of them. As the girl seated herself beside him, the leader realised how she was so stunning she even looked like a delicate goddess. 

"I hope I'm not interrupting you, my friend. I hoped we could talk for a while, get to know each other better. I couldn't be more thankful for all you've done for me, you're too sweet." Persephone left Napoleon mesmerized, as they had a wonderful chat for the whole night.  

The next morning at breakfast with the pigs, she came into the room limping. "Ohh, Napoleon, my feet hurt. I cannot stand any longer." The leader stood up very worried about the delicate situation, saying he would do anything to help. "I have a brilliant solution! We should buy shoes for us, pigs." Agreeing to Persephone's suggestion, he sent a young pig to make a deal with Whymper. Soon enough they had their leather shoes. 

Days were required before the animals discovered what had been going on between the pigs. They were all shocked and felt betrayed. Boxer and Clover had the faint memory that no animals should use clothes. Trying to ease the situation, Squealer came publicly.

"Dear comrades, in the last few days there has been a rumor circling around that we pigs bought shoes to ourselves just to be fancy, but that's not true. These objects are highly required as our feet need to be preserved in order to not distract us from our main job, which is to take care of the farm. And let's not forget that we only can't use full clothes" 

With a more pacific atmosphere, the animals went back to work. During the night, when the pigs were going to sleep and the rest of the animals were eating reunited, Persephone showed up. 

 "Beloved friends, I know that during these last few days you guys have been hating on me for various reasons. And I'm not here to deny that. In fact, I'm here to explain." All the curious creatures were listening carefully to what she had to say. "What happened recently, is a clear proof that Napoleon is not on your side. Since my brother, Snowball, arrived at the Foxwood Far, to where I was sold and have been living for many years now, I felt angry about all that happened." That knew information made all the animals gasp. "So, we made a plan to show what was really going on.  When I asked Napoleon to buy the shoes, I wasn't really being true. All of this was only to prove that the pigs don't really care about the seven commandments or to what you all think." 

After the speech, Persephone calls her brother to enter the meeting. "My friends, I think that this has been clear proof that your leader has never cared about you, but I have. You guys are highly aware of all my effort towards the windmill and other benefits to the farm, only thinking about a general will and not only mine. With that, I ask all of you to join us in the fight against Napoleon."

The silence expanded through the farm, no animal having the courage to defy Napoleon, until Boxer stood up and said he would fight by Snowball's and Persephone's  side with honor. One by one the animals let the fear aside for what was right. 

So during this long night, the siblings explained their plan, and at the end, they were ready to take over Napoleon.

Maria Isabel Vidigal and Valentina Barreto 9B

[nanohernanaguirre]

Sometimes Father Universe & Mother Nature gives us surprises beyond imagination. This "rare" and special heart shaped stone in the hands of my daughter 😊😊.  She found it on the hills doing hiking in patagonia (Puerto Natales / Chile ), this just filled her with joy and made me laugh in stunishing appreciation. I just wanted to share this moment with all of you out there, for those of you that things like these just "makes sense" and, just in case, this contributes to your mood, vibration or  inspiration. Love & Regards 🤗 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #chile #patagonia #hiking #torresdelpaine #heart #rock #stone #hands #love #sharelove #nature #corazon #puertonatales #specialrock #abehicks #abrahamhicks #vibrationalreality #lawofattraction #estherhicks #jerryhicks #artofallowing #sourceenergy #receptivemode #receivingmode #piedra #paisajes #roca #cerros #trekking (en Puerto Natales Mágico Y Maravilloso...) https://www.instagram.com/p/CFFf_YdFp1B/?igshid=1topo6q69z0x2

[icyblood]

Wow! This year @goldenglobes men are stunishing! @mattbomer is absolutely perfect in his tuxedo! 👏👏👏 https://www.instagram.com/p/B69bJHWBKhi/?igshid=1brc3h6q7uy6u

[renegade-is-in-my-blood]

Short Sleeve Self-Tie Dolman Dress

Review below

Hello

Few days ago i was contacted my one well known fashion website called Romwe and i was honored to collaborate with them on a fashion reviews

I was offered a bunch of cute clothes and for this review i choosed this Short Sleeve Self-Tie Dolman Dress so here is my opinion on it:

Here is the official product photo:

and description:

I got this one around 3 weeks since ordering (without any complications as usual) :

This dress is basicaly oversided grey shirt with a belt and it still looks stunish as hell :) 

Belt was packed with the shirt- there is no loop where to put it so you just have to tie it up good. more details:

This is how it looks like without belt :D 

just huuuuge shirt - very comfy !!!

I love it ^^

Communication with romwe workers was very easy and lovely they are very kind and helpfull. You can turn on them with any problem.

Romwe has incredibly beautiful clothes for a good price and i would gladly recommend it to everyone.

[questrunners]

What is a text adventure?

“Is this the place you got robbed?” The villager and you entered a small alley. “Yes, it was about that time yesterday.”, she answered. You look around. The alley is very offside of the main street. The road is dusty and calm – not many passangers will pass this street. A perfect place for a robbery. But ... the alley goes nowhere. Who would ever go this way? Slowly you become suspicious. You were going to say something to the villager suddenly two men turn around the corner. You see the two men holding knifes in their hands – and one knife in front of you ... in the villagers hand. She’s smiling creepy. You are tapped into a trap.

[Run away and try to escape] or [Draw your sword]

The “book”

Hi, today I gonna talk about what kind of genre the game Quest Runners is going to be generally. So, the subtitle of Quest Runners | Text Adventure Game is allready saying it: Quest Runners is going to be a text adventure game (surprise!). But what is a text adventure game anyway?

“It’s all about the text”

In a text adventure game you’re going to experience an epic story. Maybe you are a knight and got the quest from the king to free the lands from the evil demonic dragon Blazaur or you are a detective solving a mystical crime where people are disappearing without a trace. No matter which genre a text adventure has – it’s always going to be an incredable adventure. Written in text.

“Like the good old days”

I love video games with a stunish graphic or an unique look. But what I love even more is a very well told story. A story that has the possibility to catch my attention for houres. And for this you don’t need highend rendered graphic. You only need the ability to release the power of your own imagination. It’s like reading a book! You have no video sequences showing you what’s happening – only the letters will summon scenes in front of your eyes no game studio in the world could simulate them. It’s trully like reading a book – with making choises.

“Will you run or will you fight?”

It’s not only reading textes, it’s also making decisions. And the game is responding to your choises you’ve made! After certain text passages the game will ask you how the story should go on. Should the hero go with the suspicious old lady or just let her be and try to go an other way? You decide what should be done and the story tells you in the next few text passages what will happened with the decision you’ve made. Other decisions x other story line.

So, what’s your choice from above? Should the hero try to run away or should he/she face the problem? How you would react in such a situation? And what will going to happen?

Welcome to Quest Runners | Text Adventure Game

www.questrunners.com

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