violet wrote
My dearest Lordship (or whoever is out there that might
even care),
I’m out here! … I care!
I often ask myself what am I doing here, in general! (this place does get kind of addictive though)
And as for Who’s who, sorry violet but my head can’t cope with that one…I got to the stage of rather not knowing anymore…
I am sure His Lordship would care deeply if you disappeared, after all who would he torment then, and I am sure he delights in your torment…Men like that usually do!
And Sweet Princess Violet (f) you could never leave the tower…it would be like the ravens leaving the Tower of London (not good, so rumour has it)…
Maybe if I stock the bar in the tower it will be more bearable up there, maybe send up the odd Knight or two (and believe me they are very odd round here).
You never know we might even be able to talk DB into joining us, he could visit you in the tower...(you'd have to go careful on him, i've heard he's not been at all well).
Or maybe we could find you a nice Prince (I think Andrew is still available) or even better what about one of the Monaco lot?
I will leave you with your thoughts…And maybe he is just playing hard to get...(he’s bloody good at it!)…
Princess V? yoo hoo! I'm back! nicely cleaned up,you wouldn't believe the mess me and Buckalot were in! I advise you strongly don't go to a deserted island that what happened to me!Only it wasn't quite deserted there happened to be a huge gynormous,well,dick thing with teeth there!
Oh by the way The Lady Kissy K asked me to bring you some ruddy kippers back to you for some reason,now where is that ladder? The dastardly Queen Cate has gone and hidden it again curses!
Look Buckalot there is a stick with springs on the end ,what do you call it? ah yes, a pogo stick,that gives me a cunning plan! Wait there Bucky I won't be a minute.
Boing,boing ,boing ooh errr BOING! BOING! Princess? look how high I am I've, BOING, nearly reached the, BOING, tower window BOING, Princess where are you? I'm throwing the ruddy Kippers now ok? BOING, here they come,BOING, SMACK! YELP! BOINGBOINGBOING! Oh Princess V! umm don't worry your eye doesn't look that bad actually,BOING,BOING a nice shade of red I'm sure...BOING no..BOING don't throw BOINGBOING, what do you mean,ruby slippers not RUDDY BLOODY KIPPERS! BOING! I've mucked up again haven't I? BOING!
How do I get off this thing... BOING....BOING BOING .... BOING ... BOING.........](Sir falloffhishorse boings off to the distance with Buckalot whinneying behind him a tad jealous until after a while Sir Falloffhishorse encounters a brick wall, and we hear resounding THWACK!
.. thanks, Lady Kissy K.. for your kind words.. (and it's nice knowing you care).. and now I have this image inside me of black ravens on the Tower of London.. rather haunting seeming..
... Sir Falloffhishorsealott.. what did you just throw at me???.. gosh, my father used to go on about kippers.. (Scotsmen.. geez).. I just hope these stains will come out, next time I try drowning myse --
.. which reminds me..
.. Now, given alotalot of reasons.. I've decided to go back to what we Americans call psychotherapy.. you in England just go get spanked somewhere.. but here.. well, we have this more genteel manner of probing the problem.. as it were..
.. and, strangest thing.. it seems I seldom, if ever, get angry.. I mean, I used to try to get angry.. I remember "venting" as best I could, not at anyone in particular.. just venting my feelings about things.. the injustice of it all, etc., etc.. but.. well.. that was a long time ago, and I settled back into more of an overall melancholy.. punctuated with lovely, even soaring heights of -- well, I won't go there right now.. (let's just keep those types of things in that tunnel of love for now)..
.. anyway.. in the interest of self help, I guess -- oh, actually, when I went to that Longing recovery program (you know, the one with all the castley coffee, and the dunk 'n mote doughnuts n' things).. anyway, they too noted my lack of anger.. thought I should really try to get pissed off.. although, as I recall, we just wound up singing sad country songs.. so..
.. anyway.. Ijust thought I should have a go at it finally..
Now, my Lordship, even though I really give you a hard time with this one, I can't help thinking that I'm actually pretty sexy when I'm mad.. (I hope you think so too)..
.. actually.. now that that's out of the way.. if you're around, my lord, and would like to come backstage.. I think it could be rather explosive this time.. [xx x]..
edit.. just looking in.. straightening out some awkward sentence structure.. usual violetishie things..
Last edited by Violet on Sun Jul 18, 2010 5:29 am, edited 1 time in total.
Don’t worry about the black ravens…they’re suppose to be there and they are pretty harmless from what I can see…They just sit there swinging backwards and forwards on the telegraph wires! …
I think Sir F may have misheard when I asked him to return your Ruby Slippers…
I don’t think he knows if he’s coming or going, but then I think life is a little up and down for him at the moment anyway…
I definitely think you should vent your anger…How about a really angry poem (you can write the obscenities in invisible ink).. One where you say exactly what you feel about his Lordship ignoring you, (no mushy lovey dovey stuff though violet-no champagney kisses…Uhh someone get me a bucket…especially if it’s full of champagne!) So come on violet, Vent…
Lady Kissy K
xx
'Take the breath of a new dawn
And make it a part of you.
It will give you strength'
.. you know, talking about birds swinging on telephone wires is exactly how to get his Lordship's goat, if that's what you were intending, Lady Kissy K.. (and he probably doesn't like goats either)..
.. well, after that rather explosive performance of mine, I'm afraid it's left me wanting his Lordship more than ever, so I'm not so sure I could muster up much in the way of anger at the moment.. in fact, I'm actually having a very hard time concentrating, and I'm on a deadline today for something so.. gotta get my mind off of movie theaters.. and..
Moi, get on his Lorships Goat, have no idea what you're on about violet. This little birdie hasn't made a tweet out of place...
Why are you looking undone... i thought you said you were alone!
'I thought I saw a Puddy cat'...don't know what made me think of that...Oh i know... must be back on the birdie theme...sorry drifting there a bit...must be catching...
Kissy K
xxx
'Take the breath of a new dawn
And make it a part of you.
It will give you strength'
Well.. I got angry.. and that didn't work.. I mean, I still have this
thing for you, strong as ever.. possibly even stronger.. (oh, and I
realized too that we would probably be needing to go to matinees
an awful lot too).. [only his Lordship would really understand that]..
Anyway, the point is.. anger is passion, after all.. so who ever
thought of using anger at a Longing recovery program?.. (real
geniuses).. So.. no, that's not really an option..
.. I think what I will do is just lay low for a while.. way up top this
tower.. (to me that's laying low).. and I'll keep writing.. oh, and a
few other importantie things.. and just see how things go.. I need
to be self focused, in other words.. and try to stop this incessant
pining, for now.. I'm not sure if that's even possible.. I mean, I am
v i o l e t flower, after all.. but I can try.. And then.. well.. who
knows what the future will bring..
Well, that's where things are at present, my Lordship.. I am holding
on to this very fine thread of heaven.. one which may connect us
some day.. who really can say..
.. Oh.. I've also been reading Beautiful Losers.. wow, I thought I had
problems.. the poor guy is mesmerized by some long dead Indian-woman
saint with skin problems.. my god.. at least you're alive, and don't seem
to have skin problems.. and so, really, how bad can things really be?..
I mean, I've got my sights on a live dude.. not a dead dude for a million
years who's a priest or something.. so.. that sort of puts things in
perspective, I should think..
.. okay.. I guess that’s it for now..
Ever..
your little v i o l e t (stem).. xx x (who's hoping to be very very boring
for a while.. if I succeed in that, it will be a good sign)..
.. oh, god, I almost forgot..
.. [pssst.. kwi --uh, little bond person.. did you get anything more on Henning and this hang-all-the-munchkins conspiracy situation while you were out boinging around?.. I did have High Tea with Queen Cate, and plied her with lots of blueberries.. then I remembered it was alcohol that made her tea lethal.. so.. had to remember what those ingredients were.. in the end, I just poured whatever was around in there.. she didn't even seem to notice.. I think she's on opiates or something.. anyway, seems her and Henning do this exercise work-out in her dungeon.. I guess the equipment is pretty versatile that way.. and given his being German, he of course has to stay in optimal physical shape (while also being into leather 'n all).. so.. anyway, that's where you need to go to get us some further info.. On my end, the queen passed out rather quickly, and so I really couldn’t get much out of her myself.. if I’d known about her drug problem, I’d have foregone the blueberry tea, and all the other crap I poured in there..
.. alright.. please get us some good info., baby-bond.. we need something to send the Big Boys.. and really, b.b... try to keep things, uh, clean this time.. M.]
You are very funny and adorable. Now come here and let me give you a teensy spanking. (I promise you won't need to sit on a cushion on your flight to Krakow...)
.. (hi IF.. you're getting soft, methinks.. but then, baby-bond has that effect on people)..
.. [psssst.. kwi -- uh, bond.. nice looking artifact you've got there.. (I'd bronze it, if I knew how)..
.. okay.. so.. if I'm reading you correctly, the munchkins are addicted to helium.. yes, the helium trade is at an all time high, in fact.. (I'm pretty sure that's a pun).. and so we've just to look at its mounting victims, I guess.. still, we haven't figured out how these hangings factor in, kwi-- bond.. get something on these hangings (double-0-seven) if you can..
.. Oh -- Cohen Knights.. (you're good!).. but, kwills.. uh, bond.. um.. yes, L. Cohen is ostensibly "leader" here.. you've sort of got that right.. only, don't you realize we-- uh, he is being infiltrated, and so it's YOUR job to suss all that out.. Henning is a poseur, kwills.. a poseur.. Cohen is mashed potatoes if we don't stop him -- Henning, I mean.. and Jarkko, given his red-fetish and his other deviant sexual inclinations is something of a security risk.. this means Leonard is vulnerable -- do you see, now, kwills, the problem??.. why it is I'm keeping on your case so???..
.. so, I suggest you get down to Queen Cate's basement of horrors and see what you dig up on her and Henning.. report back -- SOON, kwills.. I need something YESTERDAY..
M.]
.. (oh, your Lordship.. I'm missing you.. I'm even missing pining for you.. but.. I'm trying not to think about it.. your v i o l e t (stem).. xx x)..
Looks like you had HIs Lordship just where you wanted him for a while there violet!
This spy business is getting very complicated...Should you be sending a baby undercover...kwills...er...bond, is likely to curl up and take a lickle nap.
Lady K
xx
Oooh Can I be Pussy Galore? ... I'm sure I can be of some use!...Do I get any weapons?
'Take the breath of a new dawn
And make it a part of you.
It will give you strength'
.. sound is terrible.. must be a "real" recording of some kind.. Now, please, pussy, leave his Lordship alone -- his Sean Connery self, I mean.. I mean, he has enough problems just sorting out who I am.. don't forget, my identity keeps shifting around here too.. As of now, it seems I'm this Audrey Hepburnish Dorothy type with a sexy-blonde train fetishy thing.. who breaks out in tragic torch numbers when I'm not impersonating Alanis Morissette being very sexily pissed off.. so, he's got enough on his plate with all that to handle..
No, you've got to seduce HENNING.. I don't care how you do it.. he's German.. he looks pretty serious.. I suggest you study the dullest of jazz.. you know, when it lost its way for a while.. Germans love that sort of thing..
See if you can find out how he plans on taking us all out, including the munchkins, who I think are really the Cohen Knights -- only I think he's got them doped up on helium, which is why they talk so funny, and seem rather small.. it's an illusion probably, although I'm not too sure how that part of it works..
.. anyway.. see what you can get him to divulge.. Queen Cate is in on it too.. so.. be careful.. maybe you can use her dungeon equipment.. pretend you're into working out.. oh, and lure him in with that single malt of yours.. if that doesn't work, you'll have to resort to warm beer.. (sorry.. it's a national affliction with them)..
.. okay, good luck.. agent orange.. (that's your code name, to go with your lips).. (oh, and I shouldn't have to tell you what your weapon is, by the way.. that should be pretty obvious, I would think)..
Signed,
Violet M. (flower).. and yes.. I'm still pining for his Lordship..
.. (actually.. I do believe you're still there for me, my lord.. I can feel it..
.. you know, even if I have to go deeply under cover.. and you start to think you may never ever hear from me again.. even then.. we've not to give up hope..
.. love could still win out in the end.. that's what I'm banking on, my love..
.. it just may take some... time).. xx x
oh oh oh!!!! If playing James Bond can I be Honey Ryder from DR. NO ?
Lady K - you make a very attractive Pussy Galore - odd name though.
Mmm I'm a little confused about who Bond is ... I thought it was Sir F or is sir f his offspring or something?
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now as for Sir F finding Henning - he'll never do it (bah ha ha) for if you remember Henning is a cute velvety pocket size mole ... I currently have him safely tucked at the top of my corset so that his head still peek outside of my dress ... I have remembered lady K's advice about stroking him nicely to prevent him biting anyplace delicate.
Henning WAS a mole, but now he's a BIRD! He turned into a bird because Cate and DB threatened to discipline him and made him 'sing' (FYI Baby K, that is code for 'reveal all he knows') I know, because I was hiding in the shadows and caught it on video!!!!
