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Hello! My name is Morgan DeWitt and I used to be a designer at Forrester Creations. I never had much time for designing though, but I'm not the only one. They all hated me there but  were afraid to fire me. I'm very clever - you wouldn't believe what I have in mind. You better watch out for me, because I'm very dangerous. I didn't spend there half as long a time as most of the people I knew but I did learn the rules of LA. Here, I'll tell you some of them in case you ever go visit: rule number one - make sure you always have a few men in love with you, in case you need someone to take advantage of. Rule number two - Make sure you also have one true love (who is preferably married). Rule number three: Rather work on your relationships than actually do real work while in your office. Rule number four: Stop at nothing to reach your goal. There's more, but I am not going to go into all that now.  I followed all the rules. I had a lot of men after me, they were all drawn to a hot red haired lady. Lately I haven't seen that many guys around but I'm sure they'll appear from somewhere sometime soon. When I first came to LA, Clarke Garrison and Giovanni were both attracted to me. They were both interesting and handsome too, but I kind of preferred (and still do) someone handsome who has huge jawbones and an intriguing hair (I just couldn't wait to find out what was living in that hair of his). Ridge was unfortunately, married. But we shared a long history together.  Many years ago, when I was 17, I worked at Forrester Creations as a model. I helped Ridge to get started with his career and we were, of course, romantically involved. I was Ridge's true love, none the less. We were both young and wild, Ridge was said to have been a playboy, but I'm sure he cared about me more than anyone can imagine. Then I got pregnant and went to Stephanie Forrester, who was very "supportive" and "helpful" and "friendly" and arranged for me to have an abortion, because she said Ridge couldn't handle it. I was scared and didn't want to do it but she practically forced my hand. Then I left town and for very many years I was haunted by nightmares of my unborn baby and dreams of "what could have been." When I came to LA, at first I acted like I was really vulnerable, troubled and needy but soon I decided it was time for me to take back what Stephanie had taken from me. So, to dispel everyone's suspicions, I befriended Ridge's wife Taylor - spiced up that boring twit a little. Then I tried to talk her into letting Ridge impregnate me, but she wouldn't go along with it. So I made it look like she had given her blessing and I slept with Ridge (it was so fine) and yes, ended up pregnant. It took a long time for Taylor to find out but when she did, she pushed me off her balcony and my baby died. That pushed me off the edge and I stole their little baby, Stephanie (Hah!). I named her Stacey and dressed her in a pretty red wig. Now, it was only fair that I had one of Ridge's children. Taylor had more than enough to herself already. Taylor found her kid though. Then I captupred her too and kept her first in the basement and then tied to my fireplace. It was so much fun, I loved seeing her suffer. The only bad thing was that she was starting to smell, as the bathroom wasn't in her reach. I had a little help too, from this air-head Tim, who wears a tupee and doesn't have much of a brain under that. All it took was a little sex here and there and he was under my control. He did whatever I wanted. So, while Taylor was "out of the picture", so to say, all I had to do was to seduce Ridge. We were already starting to get closer to each other but then it appeared that he only had his suspicions about Taylor's whereabouts... and one day, when I was just about to shoot Taylor in order to get rid of her, Ridge came crashing through my walls. Ridge has always been such a bad driver... I almost shot them but when Ridge started to talk sweetly, I just couldn't bring myself to shoot my true love.  After all, the game was not lost yet. In the end, I ended up trying to kill Stephanie but, unfortunately! didn't succeed. I had to leave town, even if I had not reached my goal. Now I am just somewhere. Who knows, maybe I will be back some day. Even if I won't, you may rest assured that I will still hold on to my golden rule: Stop at nothing to reach your goal.

Hi! (sob sob) I'm Kimberly, Kimberly Fairchild. (boohoo). I live in a secret place with my father and maybe even my sister Macy. I don't know, I'm not allowed to tell. I don't really have a life right now, but when I was still living in LA, I had a lot of guys after me, like every soap girl has. There was Rick, who was unfortunately married (boohoo) (but I was convinced that he should be with me, because I'm so beautiful, hot and have high morals). It was love at first sight but he had to marry Amber. Then I did everything I could to trash Amber and convince Rick that she was a horrible woman. When Amber's lies were revealed (unfortunately not thanks to me, as hard as I tried) Rick and I got together. We kissed a lot and he also wanted to have sex. Uh-oh! I have always thought I want to wait until I'm married. I have such high morals, you know. When I first came to LA from Nantucket, I used to think that even kissing is something special and should only be performed with a special guy, but I soon forgot that. I'm still a virgin though, and I'm very proud. Not that I didn't try hard to sleep with people during my late times in LA. Rick and I went different ways because we disagreed about his mother's relationship with my sister's husband (boohoo).  Then there was CJ, who was only desperately looking for a woman in his arms, because he didn't have a girlfriend. (boohoo) Also I had Giovanni, a handsome Italian photographer. We kissed a few times, he's just so good at it. CJ was a true love to me. But he is a good listener, he can keep secrets and help in planning ways to get the guy you want. I know that CJ is somehow related to me (sob sob),  but I didn't care as long as we weren't directly related. You know, one has to seek long and hard if one wants to find out the truth about who's who and who are siblings and who aren't. See, my father is Adam, or whatever his name is, and he had a daughter with Sally Spectra, Macy. Sally is also the mother of CJ, and his father is Clarke Garrison. (boohoo) Sally and I are not related, neither me and Clarke (well who knows if my long gone Mother might have slept with him about 18 years ago, this is a soap opera after all) but anyway, there is no known contact between me and CJ... because Macy was or is my half sister and Sally is her mother, CJ is, uh, um I don't know. Oh, and besides CJ, there's still one guy, he is my true love. (You know, I always said that Rick was my true love and that I could never love anyone like him, but soon after I got him, I got bored of him.) Thorne Forrester, my sister's late husband was my latest and therefore the biggest love. My sister died and I inherited her house and even though she didn't say it, I'm she would have wanted me to inherit Thorne as well. Thorne thought he was involved with Brooke, but I quickly destroyed that. I had to revamp myself a little to get Thorne to notice me: I dyed my hair and started going around looking really sexy instead of wearing a pink cardigan and a pearl necklace. He is a grown man, so I realised that he wouldn't be satisfied with just looking at a girl with  high morals in a sweet package. He needed more. I think I would have slept with him but he didn't want to. I can't believe it! I mean really, all the guys want me! But he didn't. (boohoo! Sob sob.) He wanted to be my friend but that was all. Maybe that was why I wanted him so much. I kissed him in front of cameras and tried to make him drunk so he would fall for me. I even lied to him that we had made love. I almost got him but then he went back to that b**** Brooke. (boohoo! boohoo!) I guess my father saw that things weren't really going too well for me (I even had to go to Brooke and Thorne's wedding!) so Daddy, my ever so protective, loving Daddy came to fetch me and I left, without packing a thing, without telling anyone where I had gone. I'm not sure if they have realised I'm gone yet. None of them has mentioned me. (boohoo! boohoo! Waaaa!) I used to work as a model for the Forresters, you know, I'm so bold and beautiful that I fit in there perfectly. Unfortunately in my first fashion show there was some sabotage done and my modeling career started off badly. (boohoo) I don't wanna talk about it, okay? No interviews. (boohoo!!). But anyway, I'm still a super model. Really, I carry my clothes and myself so beautifully that I'm like on stage all the time. Bye for now, I need to go and wipe my tears, I can feel another boohoo coming in a minute.

Hi! I'm Adam, Myles, Fairchild, Alexander, or whatever you want to call me. I've got a daughter named Kimberly. She's sweet, and great, and whatever. Daddy's got a lot to do wiping all her tears. Lately though she's had many other helpful guys to do that for me. I'm so thankful to them for that. Who knows what if they weren't there for her. Oh, I think I need to move, I'm in a far too visible place here. Someone might see me. Okay, better. I've also got another daughter Macy. She's a daughter of me and Sally Spectra - or maybe she was, I don't know. Right now I'm living in a top secret place with my daughter Kimberly and maybe even Macy. I'm not telling you if she is here or not.  Sally and I formed Spectra Fashions together. Then I left. I originally came back to Los Angeles to help my elder daughter. And I came at the right time, because she was suffering by then, she needed someone to help her. Who knows what would have happened if I hadn't come. I was here in LA about 25 years ago, married to Sally and had a happy family with her and Macy. Then I did something bad, I can't say anything about it because there might still be some bad guys around. Oh! Someone is looking at me! Quickly! Hide. Whew. That was close. Anyway, after I'd done what I did, I had to leave, run away, far away. I changed my name. I got a new identity. I married a nice woman, who I loved very much but who was not as great as my first wife Sally. I feel everlasting love towards her. I did have a child with that other woman, that's Kimberly. Then my wife died. Kimberly and I were on our own, we were the only ones for each other in this world and therefore enough. When we came to LA, Kimberly started testing her own wings and I had my hopes up for a reunion with Sally. I did try to stop Kimberly from doing anything on her own and I tried to keep her under my supervising eye all the time. But then I had to leave her alone for a while too. These bad men came and shot Sally. Luckily she survived, but I had to go hiding again and leave my family here. I did keep an eye on Kimberly and Macy, and now... well, I can say no more. Ah! Someone is pointing a gun at me. I need to run. Bye for now!

Good day. My name is Connor Davis and I'm the official lawyer of the LA (if you don't count Jonathan, but hey, I'm better, he would have never won the cases I have won). I'm mostly disliked by the Forresters, because I let Brooke steal their company - or whatever then happened after all. Hey, I was just doing my job, you know us lawyers do anything for money. Anyway, I've been through a lot here in LA in the past. I had a shortlived affair with Brooke, she is great. I was her lawyer and helped her through a lot, we worked together very closely. I have also been involved with Karen Spencer, but she lied to me that she was pregnant and I had to cancel my wedding to her. Nothing good was to come out of lies. Moreover, I considered impregnating Sheila. She wanted to have Eric's baby but she couldn't and she really made me think about it. I'm glad I didn't go along with it. She had her baby with that psychiatrist later. Weird, huh? I also handled Dylan's law suit when she was accused of raping Jessica Forrester. She indeed wanted to sleep with him and it was really far-fetched that the sleeping happened against her will. Blah, those Forresters. I know it's the law, but.. It's been a long time since I've had the chance to work with the Forresters the last time... it's not like they haven't been to court, but... Well. Now I'm back. I was called to read Macy's will. She died after starting to drink, drinking caused by marrying Thorne for the millionth time, and they all blame Brooke for it. She's too hot to be a cause of any of this. Maybe I should rise to her defense...? I also tried to help Amber but it seems like she didn't need me after all.

 

Hello, I am Lauren and my world has crashed down. Maybe I'll never get married with Eric. Maybe I'll never get to do anything nice. Maybe I'll never get to go to Café Russé anymore. Maybe I'll never see Sally again. I was a possible-soon-to-be-wife of Eric Forrester, but then they smacked me off.  I'm not allowed to be in LA any longer. Nor do I get to go back to Genoa City. Dull. Anyway, I'd like to tell you my story. I was almost there with Eric when.. Eric had finally dumped that old witch Stephanie, she hated me. We were once friends, but it is just amazing how quickly she turns into an enemy when someone does something she doesn't like. I stole her man, yeah... I was having a hot affair with Eric back then. We were great together. We are so hot. (Do I have to say that once more or do you believe me now?). I remember that lovely time when we made love once, that episode which I taped. It was so....hot! But then he turned back to Stephanie. I was hoping to get him back, still, even though it was me who told he should be with Stephanie. But my lovely friend Sally took that picture of Eric and me and put it in the Bible. I think it was a little bad thing to do, though. She shouldn't have done that. But anyway I am glad Eric didn't marry Stephanie. If he had, I would have never gotten another chance with him.... even though it didn't work, but it was great while it lasted. And another time, Sally was there to stop her again... That was before we ended up in Greenland with Eric. They tried to get married, but it didn't work. I am glad Stephanie was so horrible back then. That made Eric dump her finally.  I am glad Eric finally found out Stephanie's true character and wanted to be with me. I was walking on clouds. But now it is over. Before I came to Los Angeles, and started hunting for LA men, I was living in Genoa City, in another soapworld. I had affairs, marriages whatsoever with guys like Paul, and so on. I had also Sheila there with me. And that was bad. She did so many bad things to me! She stole my baby, she tried to kill me, she... she... She was EVIL! I am glad she ain't bothering me now. She left before me. Sheila and I have had some great catfights. We have almost killed each other, at least Sheila me. Oh, I have a son. I almost forgot him. His name is....uuh... Scott. He is now in boarding school. I have no idea when he is coming back, but never mind. I don't think you care anyway, because I'm not living in LA anymore.

Any ideas?  me.
 
 

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