Amira

Thank you. I should be in London around 9:30am, so no problem.

Still waiting for my Sunday Early Bird Entries plus 4 photo orders Should I not get them before my departure, can I present my order confirmation email to get replacements already on Saturday?

If possible, let us know if they sell out already on Friday. I'll land in London Gatwick Saturday at 8am and I'd rather not rush if the tickets are already gone. Thanx :)

Same here

Very important season 4 casting announcement with a 'certain' actor present at LFCC?

You are absolutely right, DavidB. There are rules and they must be followed. As a foreign member of SM forums and aquainted with the situation I just deemed my duty to exercise a right of reply since public statements (unfortunately not only on this forum ) were made, based on undisclosed/unreliable sources and/or on ignorance of facts. I won't say anything else. I'm very grateful you stepped in and put a stop to the whole issue.

I'm curious to know which girls you know since, as a matter of fact, I know every single person involved and none of them actually knows you. We should all learn to examine problems on a FACT basis and avoid spreading mistrust in any fandom. All the fans will be happy at the end. I'M SURE. P.S. I took part to SM events in the past and I don't regret it in spite it being in another country and all... The other way round. Very often these events are a good excuse to travel, get to know the world and widenind one's own horizons. Peace&Love

Robot Timberwolves, 100monkeys. LIVE

Count me in. I'm a raks sharki/oriental dancer and can get quite... bellylicious for Team Jacob. Drooling sometimes is not that bad

My ME thinking Little werewolf&Ed Little werewolf&Aro

Entered mine. Hope I did everything right.

I've just posted mine : http://showmastersonline.com/forums/index....showtopic=47328 Thanx!

Author’s note: please, be merciful, English is not my mother tongue. If possible, try to be a bit… tolerant as it deals with Jacob’s pain Set at the end of Eclipse. Earth. Moist, rich, fragrant. Safe shelter to every hesitant step. Silent counterpoint to the vital chattering of the forest. A linear universe, ruled by elemental forces. Sensations. Instincts. Needs. Alien to the twisted complexity of human drives. Jacob plunged his claws into the ground inhaling the olfactory track of the rotting vegetation. Last breath of a dying earth. First of its rebirth. Death and life. So plain. So simple… A shudder rippled under his thick fur. What could be so disturbing in the contemplation of the rhythms of nature? It felt like a different nuance to a long established picture. A creeping shade… His fierce determination faltered. Human perceptions breaking through like a tidal wave. Get a grip, Jake! Shut that crap up. SHUT IT! Too late. A single crack in the instinctual dam and it was a flood. Bringing afloat the conscience of the man buried deep within the wolf. The mental image of a pale, waxen countenance tore a wail out of his throat. A being forged in the cold fire of non-existence. And yet alive. Alive with the dead red light of its eyes… Bella. Lost before being found. Had she already crossed the border? Maybe. Oh, Bella! Dead before fully living. Bella, his Bella, who cut herself off from the generous womb of nature. Mocking its gifts in a grotesque parody. How could he let it happen? How could she let it happen? No. This was not a case of wounded pride. Of red hot jealousy. No. He could have coped. Any other scenario would have been acceptable. Any other man. But this, this was like freezing pain in an endless regret. This was against everything natural and sacred. Sacred because natural. He shook violently his sturdy head, a lump of scorching hurt burning from inside out. Slowly he dragged himself to a big fern tree and lay down under its fractal leafed roof, resting his humid muzzle on the paws. His body language steadily conveying a silent message: defeat. He jerked awake. His senses registering a new smell. Familiar and yet exotic. A noise. Soft, rhythmic. Like the breathing melody of child’s slumber. He looked up and his eyes met a pair of brown ones. Warm. Smiling. He kept on staring. Hypnotized by the sweet madness of that sensory trick. ‘Cause that was a figment of his desperate imagination, wasn’t it? A delusional daydream. He suddenly realized he was not in his wolf form anymore. So fragile as his human self. So… naked. He blushed but his embarrassment melted away in the blinding light of that gorgeous smile. A small hand shot in his direction. Eager, expectant. Instinct acknowledged the call of the blood. Whispered him to trust and follow. He grabbed the proffered hand and let it lead. His eyes basking in the glory of the walking wonder at his side… “Hurry dad,†the black haired boy said “keep going. We don’t have much time before darkness. Before twilight descends...†Paola Luparelli

Don't you dare!

Oh, such a cruelty!