Mike slept in for once. He rose late, took a leisurely shower, then
dressed casually and ambled out into the living room.
[anyone want to talk to him?]
aka Michael Paul Duvall
"Brandon!" I heard Kat yell from the lounge. I switched off the radio
and got up and stretched. She sounded like she was upset.. But that's
Kat.. She's always like that! I tried to convince myself. I left my
room and found her in front of the front door.
She looked pissed! "What's wrong?" I asked her. She clenched her
fists when I asked and looked like she wanted to say something, but
instead ...she slapped me! Damn! I backed away from her a little,
just enough to get out of her range.
"You bastard!" She yelled at me. I brought my hand up to my cheek. It
stung like hell. Thats gonna be red tomorrow! "Kat, what the
hell!" "Didn't you think I'd find out?" What the hell is she talking
about? "Find out...?" I asked her calmly. I knew her well enough not
to snap back at her.
"That you got Regan..." She stopped and backed up, like to catch
herself. She balanced on the couch. "Pregnant..." She slumped down
out of breath. "Who got Regan pregnant?" I asked. She couldn't
possibly mean... "Oh..." She turned her face away from me.
Oh man..That can't be right! Every time, didn't we always use
protection? "Kat, it wasn't me! I swear..Me and Regan never..." I
lied. She turned and looked up at me. She was...crying! I sat down
next to her and put my arm around her. "Really?" She asked me so
sweetly.
"I promise.." I kissed her forehead. I pulled her in closer to me. I
started wondering how Kat would've found something like that out...
It must not be true...
Brandon
~ j o h n a t h o n ~
After Kieran had dropped by to say goodbye (why, David had no idea), Gina
turned to him.
"Yea, I'd love to do something later. I have some chores to do anyhow. Plus
my hair is still dripping wet, and I'm not even wearing clothes."
She laughed.
"You're not bothered by that though, I'm sure." Gina followed that with a
smile, and David couldn't help but smile back. This looks like somebody
he'd like to get to know better, although...
"But David, I will definetely talk to you later. Maybe we can go out or
something. I love to get out of here? Just let me know what you want to
do... I'm up for everything, remember I was a stripper in Las Vegas once."
She winked at him, did her dishes and was off, a smile on her face. The one
on David's face started to slowly disappear as she walked off.
Did that really happen? Did he just sit down and talk to a good looking
woman without his tongue getting tied into knots? Without making a fool of
himself? He wondered what Sarah would have thought had she seen him right
now. As happy as he was, actually making another woman feel good. He smiled
guiltily.
Cleaning up after himself, he put a hand in his pocket... and pulled out a
folded up piece of paper... he opened it, momentarily forgetting what it
was, then saw it was that letter he had found from Eric, addressed to Cheyli.
Rubbing his hands through his hair again, he smelled the air once more,
just to catch the cleanliness smell that Gina left behind... one he
wouldn't soon forget. He thought about finding out where her room was later
on, then dropping by and seeing what she was interested in doing.
As he started back to his room...
"Oof!"
He'd run right into a woman and what looked to be a baby in her arms.
"Oh I'm so sorry!" It was Cheyli, Eric's widow. He made sure she and the
baby were okay, then he looked at her eyes.
"You're crying," he said, stating the obvious. He didn't have any kleenex
on himself, but the tears were still in her eyes.
She didn't look to be in a talkative mood, but he knelt down and helped
clear her hair from her eyes, making sure he wasn't crossing any lines.
Kieran said he was leaving... so that's probably why she was crying.
"Do you mind?" He asked, reaching down to pull his shirt up some. She
didn't say anything, so he used his shirt (which was thankfully still
clean) to wipe the tears from her eyes. She just stood there, holding the
baby (Nancy? Naomi? Anita?), making sure the kid was comfortable.
Then he remembered the letter.
"Cheyli," he said in a soothing tone. She looked up at him. "I don't know
if this is the right time or not... and I know we didn't get off to a good
start... you caught me at a bad time when we first met... but I've got
something for you."
He reached into his pocket as she looked quizzically at him, still not
saying anything. He pulled out the letter and unfolded it... then handed it
to her.
=========
As a reminder... here's what the letter said:
"Chey,
Just letting you know that I'm going to be picking up some more eggs so I
can make that cake for you. Hopefully it'll turn out better than the last
try. I know that one of these days I'll be able to make an edible cake...
even if it's just a PORTION of it.
I ran into Jackie this morning as she was running out the door. She wanted
me to tell you to give her a call later on. Not sure what for, but she said
that you'd know.
I just want you to know that although I'm really nervous right now, I'll
still be able to suck in my gut and say the vows the right way. You know
me. I'm so excited and nervous right now about the wedding that I can
barely contain myself. It's kinda sad. A guy like me walking around like an
idiot, especially with the rest of the guys around here looking at me kinda
funny. Especially Steve, who seems to be enjoying it.
Anyways, I just want you to know that I may be nervous about things, but I
know what I want to do. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
Be it 75, 50 or 25 years (cheese mode on) all I want is to be next to you.
So now it's time to suck it up and go out and make us some cake.
Love ya,
Eric"
=========
Cheyli stood there watching Kieran disappear into the traffic. Her heart was breaking. She felt like a boat that had been set adrift in a storm. Holding Naomi close to her, she disappeared back into the flat building and headed for her room. Her feet dragging, her heart blue and battered. She didn't glance around her while heading back towards her room. The bounce in her step was gone.
Not paying attention, she literally ran into David.
"Oof!"
"Oh I'm so sorry!" Cheyli said, the tears evident in her eyes. She just stood there, eyes down.
--- Outgoing mail is certified Virus Free. Checked by AVG anti-virus system (http://www.grisoft.com). Version: 6.0.391 / Virus Database: 222 - Release Date: 9/19/2002
Hey Everyone! For those of you who don't know me, I'm Jaime and I
am one of the new mods for Big Smoke! I'm really looking forward to
it because I love being a part of Big Smoke. It is a fun recreational
activity and I'm really happy that we have such a great, talented
cast.
I've been portraying Regan for the past few months and I've enjoyed
it. I love posting with all the fun and amazing people that are a
part of Big Smoke. I was hesitant to take over the role of Regan for
the fear of letting everyone down, but now I'm thrilled to be a part
of it. I'm looking forward to moderating next to Toya and I think
this is going to be one of the best times Big Smokes has seen in a
long time.
Paul left the game to us. It is up to us to keep the game going
strong. The one thing that bothers me the most is when it takes days
for someone to respond to a post, and I'm sure all of you have felt
that one way or another. No one is asking for your time because you
are doing it for you. You are doing it because you want to post. Not
because any of us want you to post.
I understand all of us have lives. I'm really busy on school days,
but I noticed that we just had a week-end! No one posted! That
disappointed me. I want Paul to come back here and be impressed on
how the game is going, but Toya and I can't do that on our own! We
need your help! So please, take 5 minutes to respond to the post that
is waiting for you!
If no one responds, move on. Alright, well enough said about that!
I want Big Smoke alive and kicking so lets get to it!
*Jaime*
Click on "Character Photos", and then click on "David
Hunter".
===========
Quick update on myself: I had my small operation on Saturday, so I'm
unable to walk that much but I'm feeling much better... just in a lot of
pain. I had 20% of my big toe's toenail permanently removed on the right
side (long story, I'll tell ya'll someday).
Expect a flash from me sometime today.
Ben, the game won't be the same without you. Eric the ghost can't his
revenge, damnit!
"The time has come" the walrus said, "To talk of other things..."
Yes my friends I'm afraid that I too am leaving the game. It is with a heavy heart I do this. Big Smoke has been an important part of my life, and until about a month ago I was still enjoying it. Unfortunately the strains of university life, social engagements and work have just become too much and I must bid farewell to the game.
It would be easy for me to leave the game in a vindictive fashion as many others have done. I could say "I told you so" in relation to predictions I made earlier last month. But I'm not going to. I believe Big Smoke deserves better than that. And I'm leaving this game for my own reasons, not because of interiorised problems.
I wish Latoya and Jaime the very best of success with their moderating. Sorry to leave you like this, as you've already got Kelly (Sarsha) and Tom (Alex) absent from the game. I'm sure you'll manage though. And if not then you'll hear about it! :)
Best wishes to all. I may in a months time or so write a follow up post about Kieran's search for Rebecca if you'd like me to. However like characters in day time soaps, what is meant to be a short holiday or a small engagement for the departing character will turn out to be a permanent departure.
I heaved the cases in the boot of my car, squeezing them into the tiny space that remained. I had alredy filled the rest of my car with odds and ends from my room in the flats: clothes, photographs, ornaments, electrical devices. This was a big deal- and I knew Cheyli saw it that way.
I slammed the boot of my car shut and went inside, deciding to say goodbye to everyone. Unfortunately Alex had left for family reasons earlier: other than Cheyli I'd say I knew him the best of the remaining flat mates. Everyone else had gone and left: Jackie, Steve, Dominick, Zoe... even Ross. I wondered how Ross was doing.
I found Gina talking with the new guy David, and said goodbye to them, then bade farewell to Liz. I couldn't find Kat, Regan or Mickey anywhere.
Now back at the front of the flats I took Cheyli in my arms once more, kissing her. Then Cheyli handed Naomi to me. I grinned at the baby and kissed her forehead. I realised that I was going to miss out on some of the growing up of Naomi, but if I could somehow regain what I had with Rebecca it would be worth it.
"Take care of yourself, Chey. I love you." I said softly then kissed her once more and stepped into my car.
Waving goodbye as I drove off I looked at the flats and let the months of memories flood over me.
"What am I gonna do Mickey?" I heard Regan say. Whoa! I think I
must've blacked out or something. I shook out of my little trance and
jumped back into one of the bushes nearby. I peeked through and saw
Regan look at the bush. Ah! She must've heard me again... After I
heard Regan decide she wanted to go back to the flats, I waited until
they were both facing the opposite direction. I got up and ran as
fast as I could down the street.
I arrived at the flats, breathless. I was so confused. I told myself
Brandon was with Regan now, but my attraction to him wouldn't let me
accept it. We were together alot longer than that, and he meant much
more to me than he could to Regan.
"Brandon!" I shouted out as I got into the lounge. I tried to sound
like I only wanted to call him, but I know he could detect anger if
he heard me. He jogged up to me with a look on his face. "What's
wrong?" He asked. What's wrong?! Like he didn't know!
Before I said anything, I slapped him. "You Bastard!" He backed up a
little, with his hand covering his cheek. "Kat, what the hell!" He
glared at me. "Didn't you think I'd find out sooner or later?" I
demanded of him. He just stood there and stared at me blankly. "Find
out...?" "That you got Regan....pregnant!" I stopped and took a deep
breath and sat back on the couch.
Katheryn Thomas
~*~Brianne~*~
As I watched Kieran walk out of the door, I wondered how long he would be and how I would ever survive without him.
Putting Naomi in her crib, I fell onto my bed and sobbed myself to an uneasy sleep.
I could stay awake just to hear you breathing Watch you smile while you are sleeping While you're far away and dreaming I could spend my life in this sweet surrender I could stay lost in this moment forever Well, every moment spent with you Is a moment I treasure I don't wanna close my eyes I don't wanna fall asleep 'Cause I'd miss you, baby And I don't wanna miss a thing 'Cause even when I dream of you The sweetest dream would never do I'd still miss you, baby And I don't wanna miss a thing Lying close to you Feeling your heart beating And I'm wondering what you're dreaming Wondering if it's me you're seeing Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together And I just wanna stay with you In this moment forever, forever and ever I don't wanna close my eyes I don't wanna fall asleep 'Cause I'd miss you, baby And I don't wanna miss a thing 'Cause even when I dream of you The sweetest dream would never do (I Don't Want to Miss a Thing, Aerosmith)
Subject: [BigSmoke] Sorting it all out. Attn Cheyli
I hugged Cheyli in an embrace which seemed to last forever.
"I'm going to miss you too you know. But I will come back. I promise."
I had no intention of leaving Cheyli on her own for a long period of time. I didn't know if she understood how long this was going to take though. And what do I take with me? If I took all of my possessions it would seem to her that I was well and truely abandoning her. I didn't want her to think that.
"Well, I better get packing then. I'll take my clothes and stuff, but leave the furniture. If I need it in the flat that I'm going to be renting then I'll send for it."
I gave Cheyli a soft smile, then went into the bedroom and started to pack my stuff.
In a message dated 9/26/02 10:16:49 AM Central Daylight Time, djac@... writes:
"You know," he started. "Are you doing anything later on today? I need to
go back upstairs and take a shower, get myself cleaned up a bit. I'm
surprised I'm not starting to smell up the kitchen."
He was deffinetely cute, I could feel myself starting to become attracted to him, but with me anything was possiblle. I gave it a seconds thought, and told myself now wasn't the time to think about it. I had gotten burned so much in relationships in the flats. Time to take things slowly and smoothly, Not saying that it could never happen, But smoothly and slowly was the way to go. I laughed at the comment of smelling up the kitchen, if this was him looking bad, what was him looking good, I was deffinetely interested in knowing. "Yea, I'd love to do something later. I have some chores to do anyhow. Plus my hair is still dripping wet, and I'm not even wearing clothes." I laughed. "You're not bothered by that though, I'm sure." I smiled. "But David, I will definetely talk to you later. Maybe we can go out or something. I love to get out of here? Just let me know what you want to do... I'm up for everything, remember I was a stripper in Las Vegas once." With that I winked at him, and got up and put my dishes in the sink and went up to my room to change, Smiling the whole way. I saw people as I passed, and they were probably wondering why I was so happy, and getty. Things were turning around for me. And I was loving it.
~Gina (Gina is in her room, changing if anyone wants to get in touch with her.. Holla)
(Good luck with that pic... if you don't find one.. just pick a new one.. Plus its nice to have more than one.. ((Of the same person)) Check out the pics already on the site)
I hugged Cheyli in an embrace which seemed to last forever.
"I'm going to miss you too you know. But I will come back. I promise."
I had no intention of leaving Cheyli on her own for a long period of time. I didn't know if she understood how long this was going to take though. And what do I take with me? If I took all of my possessions it would seem to her that I was well and truely abandoning her. I didn't want her to think that.
"Well, I better get packing then. I'll take my clothes and stuff, but leave the furniture. If I need it in the flat that I'm going to be renting then I'll send for it."
I gave Cheyli a soft smile, then went into the bedroom and started to pack my stuff.
"PREGNANT?!" Mickey said. "Shh!" I told her. I didn't want the
whole world to know that I was pregnant. Not yet anyway. I turned
around. I kept feeling like someone was watching, listening to
us. "How?" Mickey asked. Well isn't that obvious?
"Well, me and Brandon..... ya know...."
"Are you sure?"
How could I not be. It was as clear as day.
"I tested it this morning. I came out positive."
"Did you check twice? They are known to screw up every once in a
while." she asked me.
I thought about it. I had not tested twice, but it came out
positive and those things are normally so accurate.
"No. I only did it once. Do you think I should go back and try
again?"
It never hurt to try. I suppose I could be wrong, the test could be
wrong, but I'm going to have a child. I should start to get used to
the idea rather then ignore it.
"I don't know. But you gotta do SOMETHING. What if you went to the
hospital?" she asked me.
"I don't know...." I said. I've kinda been creeped out about the
whole going to the hospital thing since they never called me back
when I had the flu.
"What am I going to do Mickey? I'm going to have a child! There is
like a 99% chance that it is happening here, and I don't know what
to do! I'm scared, but I don't want Brandon to know."
I heard some noise from behind like someone had fallen into a
bush but when I turned around no one was there. "The last thing I
want is Brandon to know, at least right now. Things have kinda been
on the fritz between us and I don't want him to fall in love with me
just because I am carrying his child."
"I don't really know what to say Regan,"
"I don't expect you to have the answers, but I'm just so scared
right now. You wanna go back to the flats now? I think I'm getting
kinda cold."
---Regan
Gina thought things over, then reached down and unconsciously grabbed the
rest of the toast. From what he'd heard, David was happy she was at least
eating something. An older girlfriend of his would get angry, sometimes
violent, when he would suggest she eat something... or eat a little more.
"Sorry, you can probably tell that I'm totally stalling on this one huh?"
She half smiled, and he felt inclined to smile back and nod. She continued,
talking about a friend of hers dying, her miscarriage, having her boyfriend
getting another girl pregnant, falling in love with another "boy" (as she
put it) who ran away from her.
David scratched his chin and immediately wondered if this miscarriage was
connected to her boyfriend getting another girl pregnant. One of those "you
can't do it, so I'll find somebody else who can" fellas who feel the world
revolved... he stopped himself. He didn't know the story behind any of
these... it could even be her fault, he didn't know.
She took another sip of the coffee, as he looked at her, reading her eyes,
and trying not to look at her mouth. He figured if anybody were to walk in
right now, they'd think he was entranced with her. Was he?
".. I think that might have pushed me over the limit, to where I felt I
wasn't controlling my life.. I think it also might have been what I saw as
my life before, and how it changed, I have been so not in control. I guess
you would have just had to know me before, But no one around here knows how
I was except ... " I paused. ".. except Ross."
He nodded slightly, that name "Ross" ringing a bell. Was he the fellow
David talked to on the phone?
Gina smirked a little. "We had good times, he was the love of my life for
quite a while. He's.. well he's in jail now. And I'm recovering from that
as well. He decided to pull the whole as he was being dragged out of the
court asking me to marry him deal. That hurt. I haven't thought either
way on the issue. And I don't plan to. I can't live my life based on
someone locked in prison. If I meet a nice guy, I'm moving on. If I don't
then maybe me and him is possible."
She smiled, and he spotted the innuendo. Things had gotten interesting.
Ross, the former boyfriend who got another girl pregnant (he assumed that
was the same one) was now in jail, and proposed to her while he was being
dragged off to jail. The last chance at redemption, he thought to himself.
If Ross was going to jail, and although he didn't know what kind of man he
was, he had an idea... then this Ross character was going to try and bring
some happiness in with him. If he could get this girl to be on his side, to
actually MARRY him... it would help his self conscious. Maybe he wasn't
really that bad a man afterall, if he can get a girl like Gina to marry him.
Waitaminute... it finally dawned on him that Gina was still looking
around... looking for somebody to help her forget about this Ross
character. He suddenly felt the way he looked: disheveled, and needing a
shower after staying up all night writing.
"Plus Mike, a friend of mine, is a huge help. Have you met him yet?"
He barely heard that amidst his own thoughts... Mike... Mike... He
scratched his chin, realizing that he'd heard the name before, but couldn't
place it.
"The name does sound familiar," he said, finishing off his coffee. He made
a sad face and looked behind him at the coffee maker. "Hold on a sec." He
got up and poured himself another cup.
She just sat there, lost in her own thoughts. He sat back down and looked
her in the eye. For some reason he wanted to reach over and hold her hand,
tell her everything's okay. But he just said "It's good that you're able to
get this out of your system." He took a sip of the hot coffee. "Being able
to talk about it helps get certain weights off your shoulders, and the more
you talk about it, the more easier it will be to put it behind you... that
is, if you're willing to put it behind you."
He smiled gently at her, and she smiled back. Running his hand through his
light brown hair, he was at a loss of words for a second after that smile
hit him.
He wanted to know why Ross went to jail. Did he kill somebody? Rape?
Robbery? Battery? Drugs? He didn't want to ask her right now, as she was
just glad to get all of that off her chest. His eyes started to elevator
down her face to her mouth, her neck... and he stopped himself again. He
just took another drink of the coffee.
"You know," he started. "Are you doing anything later on today? I need to
go back upstairs and take a shower, get myself cleaned up a bit. I'm
surprised I'm not starting to smell up the kitchen." He smiled slightly,
not remembering the last time he smiled this much. Get ahold of yourself,
his inner voice said.
"So if you're not busy, and you'd like to talk some more... whaddaya think?"
===============
[Gotta start looking for a pic of David. I had a good one earlier that I
showed to Jen, so I'll have to find that one again. Shouldn't be too tough.
Way to moderate. ;)]
Liz held me close for a few more seconds, before pulling back and wiping a
few of the tears from my eyes. 'I'd better start packing.' I said quietly.
With that I walked slowly into my room and dragged the suitcase out and
started packing my clothes. Liz helped me out, whilst Michelle and Eric sat
playing with one of their toys. 'How long do you reckon you'll be away?' Liz
asked.
'I don't know. I feel so helpless, she's going to die and there's nothing I
can do about it.' I replied. I was so emotional. 'You don't mind looking
after Michelle do you? I know she can be a bit of handful.'
'Of course I don't mind.' Liz responded instantly 'We'll come and visit you
at the weekend and help you and you're Dad out.'
Within a couple of hours everything was packed in a suitcase and loaded into
my car. Liz gave me a big hug. 'Do what you have to do.' she whispered 'I'm
only a phone call away.'
I picked up Michelle and gave her a big hug. 'Daddy will be back soon Mich.
He's got to go and look after Nanny 'cos she's not very well.' I gave her a
kiss on the cheek and handed her to Liz. I got into the car and turned the
ignition. 'I'll ring you when I get there.' I said quietly. I kissed Liz,
she took my hand and held it tightly 'Be strong.' She smiled sadly.
With that I drove off.....
Tom AKA Alex
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"No, I need to stay here, I can't travel with a three week old. There's no way. But I'm going to miss you dearly Kieran. I love you. I feel as though I'm being torn apart again."
I sighed then stood and walked into his arms. I need that comfort right now.
"Do you miss her? Hollie? Do you wish you were with her still?" Cheyli asked, and then:
"What happens after this? What if Rebecca doesn't want to come back? Will Naomi and I be enough for you? Or....will you always be missing your former life?"
I paused.
"I think that's a little unfair, Cheyli..." I said softly. "I mean I could ask you the same thing about you and Er-"
I bit my tongue, then hastened to continue.
"The point is: we have both lost someone that we love, someone we were close to. Perhaps if it weren't for our tragic losses we would never have found each other. What I'm saying is, Cheyli, Naomi is your connection to Eric. And I accept that. I've just lost all connection to Hollie, and I guess seeing you with Naomi has... has reignited my desire to find her."
"Yes, you and Naomi are enough. This is just something I want to do so that I can say "I did it. I tried." even if things don't work out. And yes, I'll miss her, but I've last six years of not knowing her- I just want the chance to see what she looks like, even if I'm a complete stranger to her."
I looked at Cheyli in the eyes and said:
"You could always come with me you know, to Scotland. I have a job waiting and ready, and I've already started my research into where Rebecca's got to. We could do it together, or... perhaps I should do it on my own. Either way- nothing is going to change between us. If we are separated for a short while then... well... so be it. Absence makes the heart grow fonder you know."
Q1. What was Cheyli's maiden name before she married Eric?
A1: LONG
Q2. Who's fashion show did Liz throw herself into?
A2: JACKIE'S
Q3. What special day was Liz and Ross's son, Eric born on?
A3: CHRISTMAS DAY
Q4. Who did actually attack Viv?
A4: ERIC LETNER
Q5. Who knocked out Ross, and told him he had been mugged?
A5: TOBY SLATER
Q6. Which gay flatmate did Gina end up in bed with?
A6: DOMINICK HAWTHORNE
Q7. What did Steve draw as a present for all of the flatmates?
A7: THE FLATMATES
Q8. Name the one night stand that Regan recently had?
A8: JESSE
Q9. Where did Mike go after he left the flats in January 2001?
A9: AUSTRALIA
Q10. How many of the flats in the block have featured in the drama?
A10: FIVE
Q11. Name the Coffee Shop where Mike and Ross have both worked?
A11: THE LAST DROP INN
Q12. Name the hotel the flatmates stayed in on their trip to Paris?
A12: LE POISON ROUGE HOTEL
Q13. What was the first name of the player who played Jake Wilson?
A13: DANIEL
Q14. How many years older than Eric is Cheyli?
A14: FOUR
Q15. Who was the first ever character to arrive in the flats?
A15: MIKE DUVALL
Q16. How many flatmates have their been called Alex in the game?
A16: TWO (STEVENS AND CROSS)
Q17. When was Alex's first ever apperance in the drama?
A17: NOVEMBER 2000
Q18. In total how many moderators have their been?
A18: SIX (PAUL, JENNEE, TOM, ZOILA, IAN, BENJI)
Q19. What animal did Jorja have tatoo of on her ankle?
A19: TURTLE
Q20. Who had a fight in the final seconds of 2001?
A20: DOMINICK AND ROSS
Q21. What date was the first post of Eric's ever sent?
A21: 14TH SEPTEMBER 2000
Q22. How many characters has Ian Caldwell played?
A22: TWO (STEVE AND JAMES)
Q23. Name the writer who wrote post number 167?
A23: JEZ BURROWS
A24. What was the first drink Cheyli drunk in the flats?
A24: TEA
Q25. Where does Sarsha currently work?
A25: A SUPERMARKET
Q1. What as Cheyli's maiden name before she married Eric?
A1: LONG
Q2. Who's fashion show did Liz throw herself into?
A2: JACKIE'S
Q3. What special day was Liz and Ross's son, Eric born on?
A3: CHRISTMAS DAY
Q4. Who did actually attack Viv?
A4: ERIC LETNER
Q5. Who knocked out Ross, and told him he had been mugged?
A5: TOBY SLATER
Q6. Which gay flatmate did Gina end up in bed with?
A6: DOMINICK HAWTHORNE
Q7. What did Steve draw as a present for all of the flatmates?
A7: THE FLATMATES
Q8. Name the one night stand that Regan recently had?
A8: JESSE
Q9. Where did Mike go after he left the flats in January 2001?
A9: AUSTRALIA
Q10. How many of the flats in the block have featured in the drama?
A10: FIVE
Q11. Name the Coffee Shop where Mike and Ross have both worked?
A11: THE LAST DROP INN
Q12. Name the hotel the flatmates stayed in on their trip to Paris?
A12: LE POISON ROUGE HOTEL
Q13. What was the first name of the player who played Jake Wilson?
A13: DANIEL
Q14. How many years older than Eric is Cheyli?
A14: FOUR
Q15. Who was the first ever character to arrive in the flats?
A15: MIKE DUVALL
Q16. How many flatmates have their been called Alex in the game?
A16: TWO (STEVENS AND CROSS)
Q17. When was Alex's first ever apperance in the drama?
A17: NOVEMBER 2000
Q18. In total how many moderators have their been?
A18: SIX (PAUL, JENNEE, TOM, ZOILA, IAN, BENJI)
Q19. What animal did Jorja have tatoo of on her ankle?
A19: TURTLE
Q20. Who had a fight in the final seconds of 2001?
A20: DOMINICK AND ROSS
Q21. What date was the first post of Eric's ever sent?
A21: 14TH SEPTEMBER 2000
Q22. How many characters has Ian Caldwell played?
A22: TWO (STEVE AND JAMES)
Q23. Name the writer who wrote post number 167?
A23: JEZ BURROWS
A24. What was the first drink Cheyli drunk in the flats?
A24: TEA
Q25. Where does Sarsha currently work?
A25: A SUPERMARKET
Q26. Where was Kieran sacked from after doing drugs?
A26: THE THEATRE
Q27. What religion is Cheyli?
A27: CHRISTAIN
Q28. Where was Brandon born and bred?
A28: BRISTOL
Q29. Name Michelle's mum who tragically died?
A29: ANGELA
Q30. What colour eyes does Katheryn have?
A30: GREEN
Q31. What is Mickey's favourite European acent?
A31: SCOTTISH
Q32. Where did Gina work as a stripper?
A32: LAS VEGAS
Q33. How many current flatmates have children?
A33: FOUR (LIZ, CHEYLI, ALEX, KIERAN)
Q34. What degree did Olivia take at drama school?
A34: DANCE
Q35. Who called the police on Ross over the drugs?
A35: CASSANDRA
Q36. How many male flatmates have come from Bristol?
A36: TWO (BRANDON AND STEVE)
Q37. What did Regan push Ross into, in the park, in Paris?
A37: A WATER FOUNTAIN
Q38. Name the writer, who played Jorja Majors?
A38: EVODORA WOLF-TURTLE
Q39. What is Kat's current occupation?
A39: WAITRESS IN A CAFE
Q40. How tall is Mark Toretto in feet and inches?
A40: 6'1 (SIX FEET, ONE INCH)
Q41. How old was Rian, when she first moved in?
A41: EIGHTEEN
Q42. Give the first name's of the two players who played Eric?
A42: ROBERT AND DON
Q43. Which family member did Regan loose in a car accident?
A43: HER SISTER
Q44. Where was the holiday park where Alex was a blue coat?
A44: CORNWALL
Q45. Who were Jackie and her sister both raised by?
A45: UNCLE ANDRE
Q46. What was the only instrument that Steve played?
A46: GUITAR
Q47. How many bedroom's does the girls flat actually have?
A47: SIX
Q48. What colour are Liz's eyes?
A48: GREEN
Q49. Who was recently sent to prison for drug dealing?
A49: ROSS
Q50. How old is Big Smoke on the 4th of September 2002?
A50: TWO YEARS
So, I leave the game completely in Jamie's hands... well, sort of. Jamie is a
new moderator and although she is capable of the job, I don't think it's fair
to shove all of the work load onto her while I just leave. I don't want to go
off and be in fear that the game might not survive. Which is why it's been
decided that another player will be joining Jamie as moderator.
Toya took over the role of Gina, mid 2001 and has since been writing
successfully and creatively in the drama. Toya volunteered herself for the
job of moderator, and I'm sure you'll be as pleased as I am that she will be
the newest moderator. Both Jaime and Toya will be head moderators. And they
have the right to employee another moderator if they feel the need.
Just because Jaime and Toya are taking over as moderators, doesn't mean the
game isn't still in trouble. You need to keep things going too. Keep posting
as much as you can, get in new scenes and storylines, interact with other
characters. Let others know if you'll be unable to reply and don't slow down
the game by keeping people waiting... please.
Think of others, and try to get all players involved. It's up to you now to
keep this game running successfully. This is my last post as moderator for a
while, but like I said, I'll be back. I hope everything goes OK. You could
always help out the moderators... like by finding new players? Keep posting.
I'm hoping the game will still be standing when I return.
I wrote my character out in August, and stepped down from the position as a
moderator a while before that. I let Tom, Jennee and Benji take over as the
moderators, however, I had to return when the three moderators didn't have
enough time to do the duties they were required to and the RPG began to fall
apart. However, now I'm off again.
When it was announced that Tom, Jennee and Benji would all, no longer be
moderators, I felt forced to step up again and try and take control. It was
announced that Jaime who plays Regan, would join me as a head moderator.
Jaime will continue to do her duty as a moderator, but I however, am stepping
down once again due to my real life off-line.
I'm moving out of my family home on Saturday, and moving in to a shared house
in the middle of town with some friends. It's a new and exciting challenge
for me and I'm really looking forward to it. It'll mean some new changes in
my life - and one of those changes is the Internet. I will no longer have
access and will therefore not be able to look after Big Smoke.
In the whole two years Big Smoke has been running, I may have stepped down as
moderator, but I've always been here to lend a hand. Now, that's all finished
with. I will have access around once or twice a week, just to check up. And I
will be back, as moderator before the year is out. But Ross however won't be,
and readers should not accept his return anytime soon.
"Tell me something... what made you depressed? You're a very attractive woman, you've got good social skills, you've got a good job... I know I'm missing the point on purpose here... just trying to.. ya know.. get to know you better... help you out if I can."
I couldn't think of exactly what to tell him at first, so I reached down and grabbed the rest of the toast. Should I tell him about Ross, should I tell him about the proposal, what should I tell him, "Sorry, you can probably tell that I'm totally stalling on this one huh?" I half smiled, with that special angle of a curve my lip comes to when I do it. I took a deep breathe. "I'm not exactly sure what was the boiling point. A lot has happen in the past year. A friend of mine died, I miscarried a child, I got screwed over by a long time boyfriend who also has a child with another girl, I Fell in love with another boi and he ran away."
I took a sip of coffee, fulling knowing all of his attention was on me, and this would make him look at my mouth. ".. I think that might have pushed me over the limit, to where I felt I wasn't controlling my life.. I think it also might have been what I saw as my life before, and how it changed, I have been so not in control. I guess you would have just had to know me before, But no one around here knows how I was except ... " I paused. ".. except Ross."
I smirked a little. "We had good times, he was the love of my life for quite a while. He's.. well he's in jail now. And I'm recovering from that as well. He decided to pull the whole as he was being dragged out of the court asking me to marry him deal. That hurt. I haven't thought either way on the issue. And I don't plan to. I can't live my life based on someone locked in prison. If I meet a nice guy, I'm moving on. If I don't then maybe me and him is possible." I smiled. There was a moment of silence. "Plus Mike, a friend of mine, is a huge help. Have you met him yet?"
~Gina
(hey if I write to much, just let me know.. gotta keep the scene moving)
(Also has anyone talked to you about putting pics of your character on the site? a little bit of moderation coming out of me... If not.. email me and let me now so I can tell ya what ya need to do. We gotta know what David looks like.. don't we?)
Hey Everybody!
I'm just writing this notice to everyone to inform you all that I
am going to be joining Paul, and Jaime, in moderating the game. I've
been with the game for a really long time. One of the few people who
haven't given up on it ever yet. So have faith in me. TEEHEE. If
you guys have any questions and concerns you can feel free to Email
me or talk to me online, I'm open to suggestions for story lines with
my character or ideas for BigSmoke all together.
I've noticed that posting is still slacking a little bit. I know
that we can't tell you guys to spend your life online, cause God
knows I don't. But just make sure that you guys are keeping your
story lines going.
I'm still wondering, who is leaving and who is staying? I'm a
moderator and I'm still confused on that. So if anyone would like to
email me or IM me and let me know. Feel free. Anyways I love you
guys, Take care, and Post!!!
Thank you,
Latoya Nelson (Moderator)
IM and Email: Tlctoya@...
MSN: dancecraze_03@...
sorry guys i suck. im really sorry to the guy who plays brandon i have held
you up for so long. i said id give this game one more try but it hasn't
worked. im handing my character, sarsha over to anyone who wants to play her.
im really sorry. if i would like to return to the game ill let you guys no.
until then, goodbye. im sorry.
~ kelly
Liz had woken early and unfortunitly was still covered in sticky ice
cream from the night before, she'd fallen asleep waiting for the
shower. Little Eric was still asleep so she managed to have a quick
shower without much trouble. Shortly afterwards Alex asked her to
keep an eye on Mich for a few minutes while he met his dad, something
had happened when he was at his parents the other day but he hadnt
told her what. She knew he would though in time. She was more than
glad to watch Mich, She was her little girl after all.
Alex came back just as she was sitting in the living room playing
with the kids.
'Alex.' she smiled 'You were a long time...is everything OK?'
'We need to talk. It's my Mum, she's got cancer...they say.....' he
tried to compose myself 'They say she hasn't got long left, and...'
He tears started running down his cheeks. 'It's her dying wish for us
all to be in the country side....Dad can't manage by himself, they
want me to go with them. I don't know if I could cope, but...I can't
let them down.'
Having rushed all the words out, he promptly started crying. 'I
don't want to lose her' he cried.
Liz huged his close, trying to comfort him. He was so close to his
parents, they ment the world to him, especialy his mum. That must
have been what was wrong, her poor darling.
"Then you go," she murmered into his hair as she held him close. "She
needs you and you need them. Ill look after Mich here if you want.
Shhhhh dont cry." It was hard for her not to start crying herself,
Alex's mum was wonderful, she'd only met her a few times but she was
wonderful. She couldnt be dying, it wasnt fair.
"Do you miss her? Hollie? Do you wish you were with her still?" Cheyli asked, and then:
"What happens after this? What if Rebecca doesn't want to come back? Will Naomi and I be enough for you? Or....will you always be missing your former life?"
I paused.
"I think that's a little unfair, Cheyli..." I said softly. "I mean I could ask you the same thing about you and Er-"
I bit my tongue, then hastened to continue.
"The point is: we have both lost someone that we love, someone we were close to. Perhaps if it weren't for our tragic losses we would never have found each other. What I'm saying is, Cheyli, Naomi is your connection to Eric. And I accept that. I've just lost all connection to Hollie, and I guess seeing you with Naomi has... has reignited my desire to find her."
"Yes, you and Naomi are enough. This is just something I want to do so that I can say "I did it. I tried." even if things don't work out. And yes, I'll miss her, but I've last six years of not knowing her- I just want the chance to see what she looks like, even if I'm a complete stranger to her."
I looked at Cheyli in the eyes and said:
"You could always come with me you know, to Scotland. I have a job waiting and ready, and I've already started my research into where Rebecca's got to. We could do it together, or... perhaps I should do it on my own. Either way- nothing is going to change between us. If we are separated for a short while then... well... so be it. Absence makes the heart grow fonder you know."
I started gasping in air, trying in vain to stop my sobs. Naomi was picking up on my mood and looked as if she would break out in a loud wail any moment.
In a soft voice, "Do you miss her? Hollie? Do you wish you were with her still?"
I don't know, but I needed to know the answer. I knew that if Kieran brough Rebecca back I'd love her like my own. I love children. I've always been that way. My mum used to say that I had an inborn maternal instinct. Personally, I thought all women did. Not waiting for him to answer, I asked another question.
"What happens after this? What if Rebecca doesn't want to come back? Will Naomi and I be enough for you? Or....will you always be missing your former life?"
Subject: [BigSmoke] The perfect life. Attn Cheyli.
I could see the tears in Cheyli's face, and the movement of her body as she sobbed.
"Isn't there some other way?" Cheyli had asked earlier.
I put my arm around Cheyli.
"Cheyli, Chey-dear, I wish there was some other way. I wish I didn't feel like this. I'm not trying to abandon you. I don't want to leave you alone, but..."
I paused.
"I really want to do this. I want to get to know my daughter: my only surviving link to Hollie, to my life before the flats."
I took my arm from her shoulder then walked over to the window.
"Who am I kidding? I just want to prove that I'm not a worthless father. I want to prove that I'm there for Rebecca. Maybe I shouldn't bother. My life has taken some strange changes lately: of course there's you, and then discovering the Lord, and then of course baby Naomi- and I am ever so grateful to you for all of those things. I love you too Cheyli. It's just that... if I could bring this one aspect of my previous life back into my present life then... then I'd be able to say life was perfect. And we could then get married and have an instant family. Eh, Cheyli?"
I could see the tears in Cheyli's face, and the movement of her body as she sobbed.
"Isn't there some other way?" Cheyli had asked earlier.
I put my arm around Cheyli.
"Cheyli, Chey-dear, I wish there was some other way. I wish I didn't feel like this. I'm not trying to abandon you. I don't want to leave you alone, but..."
I paused.
"I really want to do this. I want to get to know my daughter: my only surviving link to Hollie, to my life before the flats."
I took my arm from her shoulder then walked over to the window.
"Who am I kidding? I just want to prove that I'm not a worthless father. I want to prove that I'm there for Rebecca. Maybe I shouldn't bother. My life has taken some strange changes lately: of course there's you, and then discovering the Lord, and then of course baby Naomi- and I am ever so grateful to you for all of those things. I love you too Cheyli. It's just that... if I could bring this one aspect of my previous life back into my present life then... then I'd be able to say life was perfect. And we could then get married and have an instant family. Eh, Cheyli?"
Well, she was eating her pancakes.
David leaned back just a little. He didn't know much about anorexia, other
than the fact that eating or even the thought of eating could make one
physically (or mentally) ill... and then there's the way your body reacts
to things.
"Well David, my anorexia really doesn't have much to do with modeling. It
has more to do with depression and it being something that I felt I could
control in my life. But now I realize that I could control a lot more, I
just wasn't trying. Or I just wasn't noticing the big impact that I made
in the world."
David slowly nodded, as she took a sip of her coffee. Was she drawing
attention to her mouth? Nah. He caught himself looking, then looked away,
taking a bite of his toast.
"You write for porn magazines huh.. thats funny, I know that the two really
don't go together but I used to be a stripper, and a flamenco Dancer. My
choice of careers has changed a lot over the years... "
She sighed, and David inwardly shook his head. A stripper? Flamenco Dancer?
And now a woman who's going through some depression, and not feeling well.
He could imagine it probably had something to do with a guy... probably one
of the guys in the flats.
"So what magazine do you write for, playboy, Hustler? I love Maxim! I
know its not porn, but it has some of the same content, and really I mean
it, I love that magazine. Do you think you could get a hold of them so I
could pose, I would love to be in that magazine...? I'm sorry, so many
questions. I'll let you talk."
He realized that she was going on and on... and he didn't mind. Perhaps it
was the tone in her voice, or how they had something (albeit just a teensy)
bit of something in common. Or maybe he was making up reasons, he didn't know.
She smiled and took another bite of her pancakes, and he found himself
glancing at her mouth once more. Quite the nice looking mouth... and
lips... and... he looked back up at her, a small smile coming out of the
corner of his mouth.
"Well," he started. "I write for some porn magazines, but they're not the
only ones I write for. They're just the easiest to sell to. I think they
get short on stories sometimes, get desperate, open a letter from me, and
say they want it. But yeah, I've been printed in Hustler, Playboy, Juggs...
but not Maxim. To tell you the truth, I've never bought a Maxim before...
or read one."
She raised an eyebrow.
"Heh," he chuckled. "I admit to buying the Playboys and Hustlers, but when
they print my stories, I've got more incentive." He smiled and winked. "So
I can't really help you with Maxim. They've probably never heard of me...
probably too high class for me."
He smiled again and shook his head. "So..."
He took another sip of coffee. Cup was half full.
"Tell me something... what made you depressed? You're a very attractive
woman, you've got good social skills, you've got a good job... I know I'm
missing the point on purpose here... just trying to.. ya know.. get to know
you better... help you out if I can."
He sat back, glancing at her mouth once more, then to her eyes. He just
wanted to hear her talk. A siren's song to appease the masses...
It had been two days since I'd found out the news. Two days since I'd walked
out on Mum at the hospital. I'd received a phone call from Dad asking me to
meet him. Leaving Michelle with Liz and Eric, I wandered my way there. I'd
calmed down a lot since last time. Seeing my Dad in the distance in the park
and taking those steps towards him I couldn't help but think of life without
both my parents.
'Alex.' Dad said quietly. 'Dad.' I replied almost identically in tone. 'You
know your Mum's not well, and you know she hasn't got long left.....' Dad
paused if only briefly 'It's her dying wish to spend her last days in the
country Alex. We want you to come with us. You and Michelle...I can't manage
by myself, and however much it hurts that she didn't tell you, she wants us
all to be together as a family.'
'I don't know how I'd cope' I replied. I felt like a coward. I felt
betrayed, I felt so confused. 'She needs you Alex, more than ever. We both
need you.'
'I know' I replied quietly. 'What about the hospital? Is she OK to travel?'
'She's as well as can be expected. We've cleared it with the hospital. Say
you'll come with us...' Dad pleaded
'I...I'll have to talk it over with Liz.' I could feel a tear in my eye as I
said it. I had all these thoughts going around my head about what could
happen, what will happen, the thought of Mum not being here anymore. I
walked slowly back to the flats. Deep in thought. I came in and set off to
find Liz.
I found Liz in the lounge. 'Alex.' she smiled 'You were a long time...is
everything OK?'
'We need to talk. It's my Mum, she's got cancer...they say.....' I tried to
compose myself 'They say she hasn't got long left, and...' I could feel the
tears in my eyes starting to run down my face. 'It's her dying wish for us
all to be in the country side....Dad can't manage by himself, they want me
to go with them. I don't know if I could cope, but...I can't let them down.'
Having rushed all the words out of my mouth, I promptly started crying. 'I
don't want to lose her' I cried
[Ova to you Debs - Tom AKA Alex]
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