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       Truly Sexy
       By: Venus Astille Date: July 5, 2014, 7:01 pm
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       This one is mostly for the ladies, but guys feel free to try it
       too! I always see how our characters are always so flawlessly
       attractive (I'm guilty of it too sometimes.) Long, flowing hair,
       Perfect breasts, small waist, and half naked. Your challenge
       here is to post a paragraph or two detailing how sexy a
       character (male or female) is. The catch is, you can't use
       physical descriptions. No detailing what their body looks like,
       how nice an ass they have, how their eyes pierce through you...
       None of that! Dig a little deeper to find your sexiness! That
       is, if you can! xD
       Quest Value: 1-8 Gold
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       Re: Truly Sexy
       By: Malakai Date: December 4, 2014, 9:50 am
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       I saw the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life today.
       Well, maybe that's a bad choice of words,  since i didn't
       actually SEE much of anything.  She was covered head to toe, and
       wearing a veil so all i could really see was her eyes.  And she
       never once looked my way,  so i couldn't even tell you what
       color they were!
       But that was a part of her charm! She carried herself in a way
       that radiated confidence.  The attention of a man was the last
       thing on her mind. Even beneath all that cloth,  she knew she
       was the most exquisite thing walking on two legs,  and she
       needed no validation to confirm that. She walked with her head
       held high,  eyes focused only on the path that life was carrying
       her though,  and her own personal goals.
       She walked with purpose.  And though i couldn't see her legs,  i
       could tell that they carried her with grace and class like no
       woman I've ever met. It was almost as if she were floating,
       instead of taking solid steps,  the way she glided across the
       lush,  green grass. It was the kind of walk that makes you want
       to follow. So i did just that. Just for a little while.  I
       wanted to get a better look,  but it never came. Just add
       quickly as she appeared, she was gone. And i hadn't learned a
       single thing about her. She was still a complete mystery.  And
       that, perhaps,  is the sexiest thing about her...
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       Re: Truly Sexy
       By: guest1218 Date: December 4, 2014, 9:48 pm
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       (Not for judging)
       Her body was aged and damaged after delivering children. The
       woman was clumsy and often gullible. Some days, she was running
       low on time and did not have time to brush on a little make up
       or put her hair up in an elaborate updo. It seemed as though she
       had forgotten what a salon was and had no extra money to spend
       on fancy clothes marked with a designer's signature. Stretched
       marks hid beneath her t-shirt and she hardly revealed them out
       of embarrassment. Marred by the choices of her past, she hardly
       spoke fondly of herself. Her once painted nails were now a bare,
       uneven mess. Every time she did try to paint them, the nail
       polish would chip from the hard chemicals she touched daily for
       cleaning purposes. The woman was overweight by medical terms but
       not big enough to really be called fat. She was in that in
       between category that was awkward even in sweatpants and a
       hoodie. Plain, her hair and eyes were the color of dirt and
       hardly worth a passing glance. Men on the prowl did not consider
       her an option for a one night stand.
       She was anything but beautiful to the untrained eye.
       Those close to her saw something she, herself didn't see. Like
       the way her insight would calm those around down and feel as if
       their diversity was understood and accepted. They saw the bottle
       of depression medication in her bathroom cabinet and were in
       shock. She never let on of her own sorrow and fear, only made
       those around happy even if it meant that she had to sacrafice to
       make them smile. They saw her give money away as if she were
       rich even though she was poor.
       Every night, she would tuck her children in and stay up
       cleaning; some nights, until midnight even if her alarm was set
       to six the next morning. Or the countless times she washed the
       clothes for her love even if it meant there was no time to do
       hers.
       Although, she didn't see anything but mistakes and needs for
       improvement in the mirror, her baggy eyes day after day screamed
       of sacrifice and unexplainable love. Her intelligence was hidden
       beneath her humble and shy nature but when spoken, it was hardly
       ever questionable.
       The woman radiated confidence that was not derived from physical
       attributes but something much deeper.
       She was sexy, just not in the traditional sense, and she would
       never believe it.
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       Re: Truly Sexy
       By: Demonreach Date: November 30, 2015, 8:35 pm
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       There are definitions of beauty that vary from person to person.
       But what is true beauty?
       If beauty is within the eyes of the beholder, then perhaps it is
       merely the IDEA of the person. That potential.
       If beauty is an idea, perhaps it is because it is intangible; it
       is confident in its own... idealism that none can reach it; the
       beauty of it is that those of us strive for that idea. That
       perfection of self.
       if that is the case, then perhaps it is because the idea is
       confident; it is intangible, just out of reach, playing hard to
       get; telling you sweet nothings as you chase it. But it is an
       idea, an idea that warms you in the cold nights, relaxes you
       after a long day of work. Eases the demons within you soul after
       a night or two of no sleep. But that idea refuses to be tamed,
       always changing for you are always changing.
       I say an idea, but you all who read this know who I am talking
       about.
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