May 2085: crazy for you, part 3

Josh is 18, Sophia is 20.


The water was cold still. Very cold. But Josh took that as a refreshing and exhilarating challenge and dove straight in, parting the water ahead of him in smooth strokes. Nobody ever would have guessed that he was the baby of his family, or that he'd always been the runt of his grade. Always the youngest, the smallest, the quietest. Only now, finally an adult, everyone else around him had stopped growing and he was able to catch up. He wasn't the smallest anymore, he made sure of that.

May 2085: crazy for you, part 2

Sophia is 20, Josh is 18, Leo is 21.


She should have noticed when all he would talk about the other night was how big his bed was, how soft, how springy. Or that he'd said they should meet up after class and go over their notes. She really thought he wanted to go over notes, but as they sat alone in the empty diner, they only talked instead, mostly about his super big bed...

He'd never actually seen her naked back in Freshman year. She hadn't seen him either. Not with their eyes anyway. There was kissing, lots of groping, barely past second base. He might have gotten a handful of boob and she might have felt his hard-on through his jeans, but then she met Benny, and it was over just as quickly as it had begun.

May 2085: crazy for you, part 1

Benny is 22, Leo is 21, Sophia, Charlie, and Natty are 20 years old, Josh is 18.

Soundtrack: "Crazy for You," by Madonna.


Charlie was in trouble. He was getting straight-A's in Biology, but he didn't want to be a Marine Biologist anymore. He did when he was fourteen, but wasn't fourteen anymore, and who doesn't change their mind about what they want to do with their life in almost ten years? Who knew what the hell they wanted to be when they were eighteen even?

So now he was a biology major and he didn't know what to do. In his second year, he's wasted a ton of his parents money on tuition, and they were going to be pissed. He'd have to start all over, that is, if he started over at all. Maybe he would drop out, and Natty would go on to date doctors and lawyers and other people who actually finished what they started.

May 2085: dresses

Ocean Michen is 16, Joey McCullough is 15.


Ocean hovered in Joey's peripheral vision, smiling silently, quiet and floaty. She was like a blue jelly fish.

"I know," Joey said. "My sister ditched your brother at the prom. My sister is Satan. It wasn't my fault and I don't care."

Joey's sister was graduating, finally and thank God. Not that Joey ever craved the spotlight, but maybe for once she could exist in this town without being known as "Ruby's little sister".

"I don't care either," Ocean said.

welcome back to LH, the Thompson family!

This is all because I needed Ingrid to be a photographer for my studio-in-progress, lol!

I posted their pictures on my Tumblr the other day, but I have a little bit of backstory for them as well. (I love writing these backstories, btw. I might do one for everybody in their profiles!)

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Adam and Heather are 52-years-old now. Heather is the senior vice-president of PharmaTech, a chemical engineering facility in Lake City. Adam felt stifled in the crowded education field, where the top positions were taken and there was nowhere to go, so he took his love of physics and mathematics and expanded on the passions of his youth: the paranormal and supernatural sciences. With Heather's pharmaceuticals doing very well, Adam could afford to take a sabbatical to study some of the more fringe sciences. He hosts his own research team (granted, much smaller than what Heather's got going on) out of a small office based in the Old West End. He doesn't worry too much about who's the breadwinner in this family -- he gets to study ghosts!

Laney (right) is twenty-six now, and prefers to go by her full name, Elaina in adulthood, even though nobody ever calls her that. She is the most serious of the three; sweet, friendly, dedicated, and incredibly intelligent. At first glance you wouldn't guess she'd studied forensics and genetic science in college, but she did. She's working in crime scene investigation for the Lake County Police Department. She didn't date much in college -- to be honest, telling guys she studied blood splatters and corpse decay kind of freaked them out a little. Perhaps it was all the time her parents spent in graveyards before she was born that gave her a taste for the dead? In fact, she may have even been conceived in one.

The twins are twenty-two now, and just home from college. Ian (left) is friendly, funny, loyal, and has no idea what he wants to do with his life. He has a degree in technology because his parents made him go to college. Mostly he enjoyed the parties and learned a little about computers. He isn't lazy though; he works hard at whatever he happens to be doing at the moment, and there isn't much he dislikes. He had a long-term girlfriend in college, but she just dumped him, saying he was a really nice guy, but that he lacked focus and direction. Bummer.

Ingrid (middle) is similarly floaty, fascinated with just about everything and focused on nothing. But her fine arts degree allows for such scattered interests. Her passion lies with photography and poetry, though she also loves to paint, jog, travel, ride horses, read, and fish. If you added up all of her different hobbies, it might even equal a full job. She's happy though, and people love to be around her... for as long as she'll let them. She has has few very close friends, and has never kept a boyfriend for longer than three weeks.

Welcome back to Lakeside Heights, the Thompson family!

April 2085: date night

April 2085: Barbara McCullough is 41, Phillip is 43, Ruby is 18.

"What are you wearing?" Ruby scowled at her mother. "Haven't you had that blouse since like, 1972?"

April 2085: happy birthday, dear Ruby (spring birthdays)

*** mildly NSFW for one quick boob. When Darla wants her top off, she gets her top off, lol! ***

April, 2085. Ruby McCullough is 18 years old. 

The car was painted a shade that Ruby couldn't decide if it was supposed to be brown or green, bringing to mind things like mud, or bugs, or excrement.

"What is this color? It looks like horse shit! How can I drive this while people still have eyes!?!"