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Tzura's Application; I finally got here.
Topic Started: Oct 6 2011, 09:58 AM (202 Views)
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Name: Tzura
Gender: Female
Who were you referred by? What site were you referred from?: I saw the old board on Zetaboards and followed the link.
Age: I'll be 50 May 31, 2012.
Contact: ehk27@cornell.edu or private message
Role Playing Experience: I've mostly been writing fiction lately. I haven't RP'd on any one else' board in a while. There are a few that are still up: I'm Viola Liebowitz on Starlight Academy. This was one of my few ventures into fantasy. I'm Urielle Swanson on Complete Opposites. Mostly I've been self tagging. I've run several failed boards such as Oneiro where I'm particularly proud of the teachers, and then gone back to solo fiction. In a Safe Country.


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Shlomo thundered down the stairs, one more pair of clattering feet of a herd of twenty-two white shirted, black pants-clad, adolescent, male yeshiva students. With them were men in black jackets. The men had full beards, the sort Shlomo wished to grow some day on his still-smooth, twelve year old face.

Shlomo's mind was blank. He had no reason to think of the psalms he had just read. There was a word for them. He and his sister, Ahava, knew lots of words. The word was: "innocuous." It meant harmless and quiet, sitting in a corner.

Shlomo could see the archway at athe bottom of the stairs. The archway was a kind of service entrance at Yeshiva Barzillai in Kiryat Arba on Israel's West Bank where Shlomo lived and went to school. There were several trucks parked in the driveway outside the service entrance. That was unusual. Here in Eretz Ysrael, unlike Atlanta, everyone walked, including Shlomo.

Back in Atlanta, only his older sister, Ahava, walked, and Ahava was not someone to emulate, except that she was the only one of his siblings who took her religious learning and her academics seriously. Too bad there had been a misunderstanding when she was ten. Ahava was the only one of his siblings to attend a secular, public school because no Jewish day school would accept her.

Thinking of Ahava was not a good thing that night, but the trucks awoke memories. Shlomo leaned against the wall of the passage that led to the archway. He could hear the Rabbi's sermon again. He had quoted from the books of Vayikra (Leviticus) and Devarim (Deuteronomy). He spoke about how it was every Jew's duty to uproot any and all idol worship from the Eretz Yisrael, or the land would "vomit them out." The pink painted, pagan temple in Hebron was a desecration of God's holy name. The argument was old and soft like the cover of a familiarly thumbed book, but the trucks were the argument's end.

Boys and young men loaded fertilizer into big plastic barrels on the backs of the trucks. Two strong, well fed, young men with full black beards stirred the fertilizer with what smelled like real petrol. Two older men argued about how to put fuses in the mixture and their length.

Shlomo thought of a book that Ahava had to read in her public school. It was called World Cultures. It had a shiney paper cover half flaming scarlet and the other half with a picture of a brown skinned boy who lived in some primitive tribe far away. Shomo tried to convince his older sister that the tribespeople and most nonJews practiced avodeh zara, Hebrew for idol worship. She countered that such people were polytheists and not idol worshippers. The term idol worship was a rank insult.

Poly meant many. Theist meant God. Shlomo remembered his English vocabulary lessons about Latin roots. He had always been good with words. Ahava offered to let him look at the book. He thought about the boy on the cover of the book. There were women and children living at the pagan temple. There were babies.

Shlomo glanced at the trucks. There were more boys than there was room to fill the barrels, and while mixing up the explosive mixture looked like fun, it wasn't fun. That Shlomo's first thought in words.

Shlomo did not want to think more words because the words burned, and he feared fire. The women and children in the pagan temple were like the tribal boy on the front of Ahava's World Cultures book. He did not want to kill that boy. He did not want to kill those women and children. He did not want any one to kill those women and children.

"I have to use the toilet," Shlomo said to everyone and no one and headed back up the stairs. He passed the sanctuary where he had prayed with the others. He passed the dining hall that never served him enough food. He passed the lobby kept always clean to impress visitors, and bolted out the front door.

He hardly felt that he was running, but he knew where he was going. The checkpoint manned bythe IDF (the Israeli army) was at the bottom of the hill. He only hoped that the soldiers would listen.

The Genres: Realism and magical realism. Any "gifted characters" I play are magical realist rather than fantasy. I also play young boys and girls, and mature men and women. When I play adolescent girls they are all fourteen for some reason. Otherwise, I play college women or younger kids.
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