Faded Memories
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Roleplay: Faded Memories
Currently: Not Accepting Users
Started: Yes
Rules:
-Must have at least 4 paragraphs (6-8 sentences each) for each character (no limit)
-Currently limited to one character per user
-Apply to Alacrity
-Be able to use proper word use, grammar, and spelling (everyone has mistakes now and then, but, try to minimize them/preferred no mistakes if possible) detail please
-No power play
-Respect others
-Plan on being active! If not heard from within at least a week (without notice) will result in kicking you out of the role play (I'm expecting for this role play to roll through replies semi-quickly... Personally, I dislike having to wait more than two days for a reply. All it does is hold back everyone else from replying. So, only join, if your active)
-We will be replying in an order, so everyone gets a chance to reply without being interrupted
-Try you best not to make multiple replies in a row (keep all replies in one)
-All replies are to be in *first* person point of view
Scott's Introduction: A century ago, I knew who I was. I was normal. Come to think of it, how does one actually define normal? Being normal is not so different than not being normal. One form of normal is different than another. My normal is something you couldn't imagine being normal. How about you join my normal, and see how normal, abnormal can be.
Synopsis: Faded Memories is based on a guy, Scott, who isn't as normal as he seems. He's is actually defined as abnormal, which is actually normal to him. Recently, Scott has come to the conclusion that he is different. A few humans would classify him as one of those terrible stereotypes he despises so much.
Yes, he's one of those. A different, supernatural creature. What is he really? A fang-like creature that draws blood from a useless life-form, or a big harry beast that feeds on the flesh of humans? Neither, he is a hybrid of the two. Surprisingly, he is a joy to be around, sometimes. Many would believe him to be a killer, however, he's just your average college student... Right?
NOTE: If you would like to join this role play, please PM me your character forum(s). I cannot express how much of a hassle/burden it is to have users randomly POST ON THIS FORUM, before the role play actually starts. This is clearly for the role play itself, nothing else. If you have questions, all you have to do is pm me, its not that hard!
This role play will NOT begin until *I* post the first reply (which should be the only reply on this forum so far). We won't start this role play until these possible factors are abolished: lack of users, no reply to pm, no users at all.
(I will be posting your character forums to this section of the role play, so, there is absolutely NO need to post it on here. If you post your character forums on here, I will not allow you to join). -This may seem unfair or rude, however, that's why I put things in bold.-
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Species: (Werewolf, Vampire, or Human - Choose one, please)
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Username: Allie {мѕк}
ID number: (#26858)
Character's name: Scott
Species: Wolf/Vampire Hybrid
Age: 22
Race: Caucasian
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 166lbs
Appearance (description only): Scott has a muscular build, short dark brown scruffy hair, piercing green eyes, lightly tanned skin, his movements very graceful and smooth.
Personality: He is very temperamental, depending on the situation. Classes are a bore, therefore, he is usually quite and lazy. Don't underestimate him... He can be very snappy, aggressive, arrogant, careless, deceitful, impatient, impolite, and impulsive. However, he has the ability to be affectionate, amusing, determined, as well as charming. There is so many emotions to him, its hard to believe.
Crush: Aixa
Unikel's Forums:
Username: unikels
ID number: (#32028)
Character's name: Aixa
Species: Werewolf
Age: She looks 18, but, she doesn't know her real age.
Race: American
Height: 5' 9.5"
Weight: 119 lbs
Appearance (description only): Aixa's human form is a fair-skinned girl with red hair and blue eyes. She often wears long-ish skirts and graphic T-shirts. She always has her hair down with a loose curl. Her wolf form is a red-furred wolf (gray wolf specifically) with electric blue eyes, and a dark red tail. Her fur is more of a fox's texture rather than a wolf's, but she is not part fox. She has a white dot on the back of her left ear.
Personality: Aixa is a little hot-headed, which is not strange because of her red hair. She can be a little mean at times, but she is a great friend and you can always trust her. One of the things she hates the most are fair-weather friends, so she tries her best not to be one.
Crush: Later on, she'll develop a crush on Scott.
Plot's Forums:
Username: plot
ID number: (#25030)
Character's name: Fenmore
Species: (Werewolf, Vampire, or Human - Choose one, please): Vampire
Age:31
Race:Caucasian
Height:5'6"
Weight:175 lbs
Appearance (description only): Handsome face, little stubble of his five o'clock shadow. Tiny freckles across his nose, and killer icey blue eyes. Black hair put up in what hairdressers call a short rockability style cut which once fully grown starts looking more like a messy faux hawk. He's a medium build, not overly muscular: but doesn't have noodle arms no doubt. A strong chest with broad shoulders that tappers a bit down towards his waisted mid section. (He's very fit and in shape)
Personality:can be a bit aloof towards people or creature who appear "stupid". "Stupidity is a weakness." He's a bit of a bully but out of good fun, he always leaves you laughing In the end. He is a bit of a flirt as well. Flirting with anyone but he knows what or who he wants as a matter of fact and isn't scared to go tell the whole world about it. He loves his family and friends, but he is a bit withdrawn afraid of disappointment, and a bit afraid of love or more like falling in love. He's an all around good guy, he holds women at the highest of standards and hates for anyone to hurt them. He's a gentle man for sure. He has a strange vocabulary. Always prim and proper, "charming mate,absolutely charming." Nothing wrong with that eh? (;
Crush:OMG where do I start..... He's a lady killer, no not literally, not all vampires are gruesome.
We'll list his two faves:1. Chelsea:his ex(vamp)just...complicated. "She's hot ok." 2. Peyton:a human and high school sweet heart. She dumped him when she found he was a vampire. They reconnected through old friends and she now is over his blood sucking ways and to die for looks.
Ebony's Forums:
Username: Ebony
ID number: (#7336)
Character's name: Her full name is Vivienne Janessica Hart. Or, to most, Vivi.
Species: (Werewolf, Vampire, or Human - Choose one, please): Vampire
Age: 19 and 1/2 years young.
Race: Caucasian
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 137 lbs...I believe. Give or take a few.
Appearance (description only): Vivi is a gorgeous redhead with delicate curls and the length of her hair is mid waist. She's very flexible and has a flat stomach and a beach tan, along with sky, well, ocean blue eyes with gold flecks( Vampire, remember? ) and pink, slightly ruby red lips. Really, she has nice natural curves, not to much but not to little. She rarely has any 'beauty marks' and her fair skin is clear and smooth. She wears two pieces of jewelry. She has necklace made with black diamonds and a blood red ruby in the shape of a blood drop in the center. The other is her 'tiara' which is the same thing, but it's small.
Personality: She's brilliant in her, evil planning and cunning ways. She loves watching from a distance and or sitting up in a tree, relaxing with a book. She despises other girls getting in her way when she has her eyes on a guy, but she knows when she's not wanted/needed and everyone knows when she wants to be left alone. That's a lot of the time. She's a royal flirt, a teaser, but a loyal friend to the end, though not exactly trustworthy towards newer people.
Crush: Uh, ha! Hahaha you make me laugh, um...no.
Character Reply Order:
Scott
Fenmore
Vivi
Aixa
Currently: Not Accepting Users
Started: Yes
Rules:
-Must have at least 4 paragraphs (6-8 sentences each) for each character (no limit)
-Currently limited to one character per user
-Apply to Alacrity
-Be able to use proper word use, grammar, and spelling (everyone has mistakes now and then, but, try to minimize them/preferred no mistakes if possible) detail please
-No power play
-Respect others
-Plan on being active! If not heard from within at least a week (without notice) will result in kicking you out of the role play (I'm expecting for this role play to roll through replies semi-quickly... Personally, I dislike having to wait more than two days for a reply. All it does is hold back everyone else from replying. So, only join, if your active)
-We will be replying in an order, so everyone gets a chance to reply without being interrupted
-Try you best not to make multiple replies in a row (keep all replies in one)
-All replies are to be in *first* person point of view
Scott's Introduction: A century ago, I knew who I was. I was normal. Come to think of it, how does one actually define normal? Being normal is not so different than not being normal. One form of normal is different than another. My normal is something you couldn't imagine being normal. How about you join my normal, and see how normal, abnormal can be.
Synopsis: Faded Memories is based on a guy, Scott, who isn't as normal as he seems. He's is actually defined as abnormal, which is actually normal to him. Recently, Scott has come to the conclusion that he is different. A few humans would classify him as one of those terrible stereotypes he despises so much.
Yes, he's one of those. A different, supernatural creature. What is he really? A fang-like creature that draws blood from a useless life-form, or a big harry beast that feeds on the flesh of humans? Neither, he is a hybrid of the two. Surprisingly, he is a joy to be around, sometimes. Many would believe him to be a killer, however, he's just your average college student... Right?
NOTE: If you would like to join this role play, please PM me your character forum(s). I cannot express how much of a hassle/burden it is to have users randomly POST ON THIS FORUM, before the role play actually starts. This is clearly for the role play itself, nothing else. If you have questions, all you have to do is pm me, its not that hard!
This role play will NOT begin until *I* post the first reply (which should be the only reply on this forum so far). We won't start this role play until these possible factors are abolished: lack of users, no reply to pm, no users at all.
(I will be posting your character forums to this section of the role play, so, there is absolutely NO need to post it on here. If you post your character forums on here, I will not allow you to join). -This may seem unfair or rude, however, that's why I put things in bold.-
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ID number:
Character's name:
Species: (Werewolf, Vampire, or Human - Choose one, please)
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Crush:
My Forums:
Username: Allie {мѕк}
ID number: (#26858)
Character's name: Scott
Species: Wolf/Vampire Hybrid
Age: 22
Race: Caucasian
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 166lbs
Appearance (description only): Scott has a muscular build, short dark brown scruffy hair, piercing green eyes, lightly tanned skin, his movements very graceful and smooth.
Personality: He is very temperamental, depending on the situation. Classes are a bore, therefore, he is usually quite and lazy. Don't underestimate him... He can be very snappy, aggressive, arrogant, careless, deceitful, impatient, impolite, and impulsive. However, he has the ability to be affectionate, amusing, determined, as well as charming. There is so many emotions to him, its hard to believe.
Crush: Aixa
Unikel's Forums:
Username: unikels
ID number: (#32028)
Character's name: Aixa
Species: Werewolf
Age: She looks 18, but, she doesn't know her real age.
Race: American
Height: 5' 9.5"
Weight: 119 lbs
Appearance (description only): Aixa's human form is a fair-skinned girl with red hair and blue eyes. She often wears long-ish skirts and graphic T-shirts. She always has her hair down with a loose curl. Her wolf form is a red-furred wolf (gray wolf specifically) with electric blue eyes, and a dark red tail. Her fur is more of a fox's texture rather than a wolf's, but she is not part fox. She has a white dot on the back of her left ear.
Personality: Aixa is a little hot-headed, which is not strange because of her red hair. She can be a little mean at times, but she is a great friend and you can always trust her. One of the things she hates the most are fair-weather friends, so she tries her best not to be one.
Crush: Later on, she'll develop a crush on Scott.
Plot's Forums:
Username: plot
ID number: (#25030)
Character's name: Fenmore
Species: (Werewolf, Vampire, or Human - Choose one, please): Vampire
Age:31
Race:Caucasian
Height:5'6"
Weight:175 lbs
Appearance (description only): Handsome face, little stubble of his five o'clock shadow. Tiny freckles across his nose, and killer icey blue eyes. Black hair put up in what hairdressers call a short rockability style cut which once fully grown starts looking more like a messy faux hawk. He's a medium build, not overly muscular: but doesn't have noodle arms no doubt. A strong chest with broad shoulders that tappers a bit down towards his waisted mid section. (He's very fit and in shape)
Personality:can be a bit aloof towards people or creature who appear "stupid". "Stupidity is a weakness." He's a bit of a bully but out of good fun, he always leaves you laughing In the end. He is a bit of a flirt as well. Flirting with anyone but he knows what or who he wants as a matter of fact and isn't scared to go tell the whole world about it. He loves his family and friends, but he is a bit withdrawn afraid of disappointment, and a bit afraid of love or more like falling in love. He's an all around good guy, he holds women at the highest of standards and hates for anyone to hurt them. He's a gentle man for sure. He has a strange vocabulary. Always prim and proper, "charming mate,absolutely charming." Nothing wrong with that eh? (;
Crush:OMG where do I start..... He's a lady killer, no not literally, not all vampires are gruesome.
We'll list his two faves:1. Chelsea:his ex(vamp)just...complicated. "She's hot ok." 2. Peyton:a human and high school sweet heart. She dumped him when she found he was a vampire. They reconnected through old friends and she now is over his blood sucking ways and to die for looks.
Ebony's Forums:
Username: Ebony
ID number: (#7336)
Character's name: Her full name is Vivienne Janessica Hart. Or, to most, Vivi.
Species: (Werewolf, Vampire, or Human - Choose one, please): Vampire
Age: 19 and 1/2 years young.
Race: Caucasian
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 137 lbs...I believe. Give or take a few.
Appearance (description only): Vivi is a gorgeous redhead with delicate curls and the length of her hair is mid waist. She's very flexible and has a flat stomach and a beach tan, along with sky, well, ocean blue eyes with gold flecks( Vampire, remember? ) and pink, slightly ruby red lips. Really, she has nice natural curves, not to much but not to little. She rarely has any 'beauty marks' and her fair skin is clear and smooth. She wears two pieces of jewelry. She has necklace made with black diamonds and a blood red ruby in the shape of a blood drop in the center. The other is her 'tiara' which is the same thing, but it's small.
Personality: She's brilliant in her, evil planning and cunning ways. She loves watching from a distance and or sitting up in a tree, relaxing with a book. She despises other girls getting in her way when she has her eyes on a guy, but she knows when she's not wanted/needed and everyone knows when she wants to be left alone. That's a lot of the time. She's a royal flirt, a teaser, but a loyal friend to the end, though not exactly trustworthy towards newer people.
Crush: Uh, ha! Hahaha you make me laugh, um...no.
Character Reply Order:
Scott
Fenmore
Vivi
Aixa
✍Silent Story Writer (aka Silas) (#5944)
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07-13-2014 at 10:56 PM
I didn't know who I rammed into the person glanced back at me with annoyed look. Almost as if he were on the verge of throwing the first punch. I held a flat hand admitting it was all on me. I never quite understood why. Maybe I just come across intimidating. Throughout the years I have either been beaten or the beater. I dislike fighting but when my life is in danger or someone else's my instincts take over. Usually resulting me turning into something I regret ever revealing to regular humans.<br /> <br /> "Sorry, it's just too crowded. Trying to get by without running anyone." I said even toned. Guys like this don't scare me easy. I tend to come across them often and all tend to want to have fight. <br /> <br /> The person gave a slight nod of understanding. Then went back to drinking with his buddies. I sighed with relief as I pressed on. The further I wandered in the more people seemed to have gathered. People dancing, drinking and flirting. Forcing me to weave to the sidelines. I found an isolated spot towards the back. And watched. I really shouldn't be here but being a teen with nothing to do or a place to stay I couldn't help in wanting to join the fun. Now that I am here... I am starting to have better judgement of doing something like this again.<br /> <br /> Going to a bar isn't what it all cracks up to be. It's too smelly. Too loud and way too many people. I would head back to the entrance if it were possible. Just then I felt a set of eyes staring at me. And not in a good way. I turned to see who it was but the person had already disappeared. <br /> <br /> Without thinking I walked over where I thought the person might had been standing when he or she glared at me. I caught a whiff of a familiar scent. A person who isn't really human. Someone like me. But different. I can't quite explain it how I know. Just a gut feeling. I sniffed at the air trying to figure out which way the scent went. It lead to outside, wanting out of here anyways I followed. <br /> <br /> It took an effort to reach the exit. People got in the way without realizing it. Anger began to stir inside, I attempted to gulp it down not wanting an incident to occur. After a good five minutes I made outside. I inhaled the fresh air holding it for a few seconds before exhaling. I then sniffed the air to find that person's scent once more. Surprisingly he was closer than I thought.
E-boney Jangles {Ala's Skeleton} (#7336)
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07-13-2014 at 10:09 PM
He smiled at me. He really did. Oh I felt light and airy again. "It's alright...". Oh no!! Great, now, I speak, but my accent is heavy: French. I blush a deep tomatoe red, heat rising to my cheeks like no tommorow.<br /> <br /> Oh there it is, that smile and look, he feels like a fool for it though. I can tell easily. He tries to hide it. It's cute how he does, charming even...maybe a little flattering. He keeps looking at the guy, glancing back from me to him. "I...I don't dance..." I blink, my long black eyelashes bringing out my eyes more. I'm embarressed now. *I don't dance!? What kind of baloney is this?* I move hair from my face.<br /> <br /> He thinks he's the idiot need, he's wrong. I feel more like the idiot, not him. He has no need to apologize to me. I stand, I'm just about his height, maybe a little shorter. I simply give him my number and smile in my way.<br /> <br /> Why am I smiling still? Stupid stop smiling! But I can't, I keep looking into his eyes, watching him, I feel..attracted to him? In a way, yes. He like a dream almost, I'm not even supposed to be in this club, I hate clubs, why am I here anyways? To meet the guy of my dreams apparently. Somehow it feels right, but also, a tad wrong. He is older than me....oh what the heck! He's cute, give him a chance at least.<br /> <br /> One date. I'll allow myself one date...at the least. <br /> <br /> And then he was gone. Just like that. Oh I feel so like...guilty?
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2014-07-13 19:11:02 by #7336
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07-13-2014 at 9:31 PM
I stared into her eyes. Her soft elegance spoke a thousand words, yet we hadn't even said hi. She blushed a bit and I felt a rush of joy, sudden comfort, and I was bursting with excitement about this girl. Like I needed to know more about her, but my jaw just hung in pure shock and somehow against all odds I managed to get my jaw to unlock for 3 words. "Want to dance?"<br /> Gah I felt like a fool. A complete idiot. I was THAT GUY. That creepy guy who approaches you In the bar and just sits and stares. I felt a thousand times worse than stupid. <br /> I cuffed my hand around my neck. Covering my scar, i looked over at Scott who had given the signal for "Let's go." I swallowed hard. I was way too old for her anyway. I had given up all hope but just as I was about to turn, I looked into her eyes one last time. <br /> "I don't have the time to dance. I need to go.." She smiled a little. This made me happy because maybe I wasn't that guy anymore. Maybe I was a fool, but maybe she was willing to take me and my foolish ways, at least for one date. I asked for her number. <br /> I felt like apologizing before I left. I was always taught to be a gentleman and not stare at young ladies, or people period, because it was impolite, but despite the fact of my rude and inconsiderate disposition towards her, it all felt so right... Yes. It felt right when I did it, as if for reasons unknown, I had to react in such manor. Even so, I apologized, just to seem as polite as possible. And just smiled, again like an idiot, at her. Shooting glances at Scott and telling him to give me a minute. <br /> He rushed over to me, screaming "something's wrong!" I was slightly frightened by his black eyes, and expressed, possibly very well because seconds later he cleared his eyes of that dreadful color.i directed my attention to her again. Repeating my question I could hear Scott in the distance, screaming. I winced as I heard something hit the ground. "Hope I won't have to pay for that." I mumbled in a voice of sudden disgust towards him. I cleared my throat, and watched as she stood up and handed my her number. By this time Scott had once again poured on his charm and won the lovely red head over again. <br /> As Scott was headed out the door with her attached to his arm. He was hopping into his car when he looked back at me. I stopped at the entrance to the bar, corrected my hair, brushed off my clothes and slowly walked to his car. My heart was racing. "When should I call her... Would it seem to desperate if I called her tomorrow?" I grasped the paper the number was written on and shoved it into my pocket.
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2014-07-13 19:19:28 by #25030
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Allie {мѕк} (#26858)
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07-13-2014 at 9:13 PM
Scott:<br /> <br /> Running my hand down Aixa's waist, I pulled her closer to me. Her body was so frail looking, but, I could tell there was a lot of mussel behind all of that cuteness. As the music slowed, I looked around to find Fenmore talking with that other girl. Shaking my head, I smiled at him, and went back to Aixa. I must've been mindlessly staring at Aixa because after a minute or so, she giggled quite a bit. Chuckling, I spun her around, placing both of my hands on her hips. I couldn't get over the fact that her eyes changed color, she was definitely a werewolf... sure as heck wasn't a vampire! <br /> <br /> My head was pounding, sure, I had a pretty high tolerance, so it wasn't the drink that was causing all of this. My eyes began to darken, when Aixa touched my hand. I had no idea what was happening. Pushing her away, "excuse me," I grumbled, walking away from her, towards Fenmore. "Hey bro, something's not right!" I yelled over the music turning to where he could only see me. By his expression, I knew my eyes had turned completely black, like a shark. Rubbing them, I turned away, and ran out the door, I felt someone following me. I could tell it was Aixa, by her strong scent, and light footsteps. <br /> <br /> "Stay back," I commanded her, practically growling as my wolf took over. Screaming, I flipped over a steel blue trash can, and watched as all the remains came out of it. Growling, I looked up at Aixa who had moved closer to my shaking body. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you." Pushing my short hair back, I took her hand and smiled. Carefully watching her bright blue eyes, I leaned down, I placed a kiss on her perfect pale cheek, then laughed.<br /> <br /> Taking her small warm hand, I pulled her back inside, only to get a interesting look from Fenmore, and a glare from that girl he was with. I was pissed. "Do you have a problem?" I growled, then turned away from them, dragging Aixa to a different table. "So..." I couldn't come up with anything to say, so, I just ordered another Bloody Marry and a Jello shot. Giving the money to the waiter, I thanked him and looked back towards Aixa. Grinning, I took my arm running across the table, pushing the small glass towards her. "Go ahead, try it! I bet you won't," I smirked. <br /> <br /> There was a guy in a hood that seemed to be watching Fenmore, and I. I growled lowly, and stared at him, my eyes darkening a little bit. Snapping out of it, I smiled at the beautiful girl in front of me, and looked at my watch. I couldn't believe how late it was. Giving a nod the Fenmore, I stood up calmly, sticking my arm out for Aixa. "We better get going. I can take you home, and pick you up in the morning, or I can let you drive home on the dangerous road," I chuckled. Not that I was going to try anything anyways. She was a sweet girl, I don't see how I could possibly hurt or disrespect her. Heck, maybe I already have, but, I hope not. <br /> <br /> Running to the passenger side of my sleek black car, I waited for Aixa to slip in. Giving her a grin, I then got in on my side, and pushed the keys into the car. Revving the engine, I saw as Fenmore came out of the bar. Honking the horn several times, I smiled and wanted. Rolling down the window, I hollered "I'll catch up with you later!" After that, it was pretty silent on the way to Aixa's house. Silent, but sweet.
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07-13-2014 at 7:53 PM
I sat there, humming to myself, running my fingers through my soft, bouncy, loose curls. I looked up when I heard a masculine voice, <em>"Hello. I'm Scott."</em> My plain gray eyes flashed light blue with interest. Hey, I was a werewolf. I couldn't control that. I smiled. <strong>"Aixa."</strong> Was all I said before he hurried away. What an adorable face. Oh, if only I could be a wolf in school without being kicked out and called a dog- excuse me, but what's the difference between a wolf and a dog- then I would have a wagging tail, thumping against the wall.<br /> <br /> Unlike vampires, werewolves weren't ashamed for falling in love. I'm one of the werewolves that they can control when they became a wolf or a person, so that was a plus. Did I feel pity for the werewolves that they could not control their shape-shifting, that falling in love was like an uncontrollable burden?<br /> ...no. For me, that would be complaining.<br /> <br /> I got up and left the school, and later on that night, I left to go check out the bar. Of course, I was still too young to drink, but I wasn't there for that. Did I say check it out or was I hearing things? I did? Okay. I thought I did.<br /> <br /> I saw that Vivienne girl- ugh, so popular. Whatever. I almost felt like an imposter of her, with the red curls, but did her eyes change color? No, they had multiple colors. Did she shape-shift? No, she was a vampire. Was I her friend? No. That was forbidden. Did I care? No. My eyes turned from a soft silver gray to a dark gray.<br /> No. Just no.<br /> I looked up and saw Scott, and I smirked, approaching him with a smile. He pulled me to the dance floor, and that was when the fun began.<br /> And that's when I began to fall in love.
✍Silent Story Writer (aka Silas) (#5944)
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07-13-2014 at 7:29 PM
Silas~<br /> <br /> It was late, fairly quiet. Expect for the noise coming from the bar across the street. Music blasting, people hollering just your typical late night bar party. College students flocked their way in probably to get the edge of mid terms or just looking for a bit of fun. I watched from afar from the basketball court as I shot a few hoops not being able to sleep. <br /> <br /> Someone had left behind a basketball noticed it as I was walking by. Figured it would be fun. My aim wasn't that great since I haven't played for since first year middle school. Eventually, boredom set in. After taking one last shot I let the ball roll off as I departed from the court. I eyed the bar wondering what it was like inside. I am not much a TV person nor a social light so I don't really know much about bars. Being seventeen has it's disadvantages. <br /> <br /> There were few people standing around outside smoking and chatting away. No paying much attention to what's around them. With no where to go or do I might as well go inside to take a peek. I believe as long as I don't touch the drinks I'll be fine. Though there will be a high chance of me being chased out if caught. <br /> <br /> I looked both ways before crossing the street. Few cars passed by once the coast was clear I crossed. I pulled my hood over my head hoping it will help hide my age. No one payed any attention to me as I walked passed. I entered through the door no one was around. Making things easy. The smells were overwhelming. Body odor, smoke and I am not sure what else but it reeks. My nose is just sensitive. More so than others. It'll take a few minutes for the smells not to bother me. If it continues I'll just leave.<br /> <br /> It was crowded and much louder inside than it was outside. People seemed to be having a great time there were others who looked either angered about something or saddened. I paid really no attention to people. I was more curious to about everything else. Which lead to me bumping into someone.
E-boney Jangles {Ala's Skeleton} (#7336)
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07-13-2014 at 4:47 PM
~Vivienne~<br /> <br /> As soon as I stepped into the club, I knew I was being watched. By the guys, really. All drunk and ready to grab an innocent girl. But truth is, I'm not innocent. I've killed before. I would do it again. <br /> <br /> I watched Aixa, the other redheaded girl, be pulled onto the floor by a guy I had seen in our College class. He was cute, but, I had seen them all. My eyes flashed, deep swirls of ocean water with golden flecks of stardust mixed into the lustful darkness, gripping any guy's heart and making him drop his jaw. As I so did as soon as I sat down at a table nearer the back of the club. He was older, I'd say probably in his late twenties, early thirties maybe, but he was cute. He said something, but in a daze I seemed confused, turning my attention from Aixa and the guy to him. I blinked and watched him stare, in awe, as they always do. I blushed faintly, my cheeks warmed fairly quickly and my eyes sparkled. I blinked and ran a hand through my red curls, bringing them back out of my face. <br /> <br /> I heard the music, saw the flashing lights, but really, couldn't stop looking at him. I studied his features, every inch of his face to his lower chest/stomach region. My necklace, tight upon my neck, but it laid gently on my fair, tanned and smooth skin. All these years not one of the men I had met seemed as interested in me as he did, but after all, I was shy, and didn't utter a word to him. Finally I sighed quietly and stretched, making my chest rise up more. I glanced away from him, then back and smiled softly, trying to act friendly. I hated to seem rude, especially for first impressions.<br /> <br /> It was merely moments, but it felt like ages. My heart was fluttering in my chest, my head...like clouds. I was breathing softly, but a bit faster than normal, if you call my breathing pace normal at all. I swallowed slightly. *Why do I feel like this!? After all these years, I cancelled love, especially love at first sight, I thought I had locked my heart up! But no, it can't be, am I really falling for a man, one whose age is beyond my years?! No, impossible!* I blushed more, heat rising, my blood was flowing fast and I felt my heart was melting softly. Could this...really, possibly be, true love? Love at first sight? *No! I will not choose to believe it.*
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07-12-2014 at 8:57 PM
I watched as scott entangled her into his arms. As he lured her on the dance floor, and took charge of her every move. It was beautiful, They were beautiful. I Truly was enjoying watching their chemistry, maybe a little bit too much, because when reality snapped back to me, and I was no longer worried about Scott and his girl, I noticed the bar tender yelling at me. "HEY BUD. YOU WANT TO PAY FOR THIS?!" He pointed to Scott's empty glass. <br /> "Yeah I guess. How much?" Pointing to the menu he ran off to help another customer. Hrm.... I scanned for the Bloody Mary, and noticed it all the way at the bottom of the sign. Three fifty eh? Not bad. I waved to him and pulled out my leather cased wallet. "Here bud, keep the change." I had given him a twenty. He stared at me for a while and then rang it up in the cash register and shoved the change in his pocket. <br /> I noticed another young girl, probably in her late teens early twenties take a seat at a nearby table. She too was watching Scott and Aixa dance. I moseyed my way over to her. "Beautiful couple huh?" I smiled at her. Trying to gain a seat by using my pursuasive charms. Sadly all it gave me was a confused look. <br /> Man she was beautiful. She had curly red hair and blue eyes. I'd never seen her before, but man she gave a great first impression. Even without any words. My jaw dropped slightly, as I stared into her eyes. Was this love at first sight? Is this what it felt like?
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2014-07-12 20:01:37 by #25030
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07-12-2014 at 7:58 PM
Scott:<br /> <br /> <br /> Gasping, I held my cold unsteady hand up to my tattered green t-shirt, as blood poured from my partially exposed chest. My heart was pounding so loud like a hammer, I couldn't even hear my own breathing. I had been running for hours. Maybe something inside me just wanted to get away from the fact that irrevocably, I was, am, abnormal. My eyes turned dark as a loud snap came from behind me. All the sudden I awoke, on the cold, hard, wooden floor of my bedroom. Trying to focus my blurry eyes, I noticed glass was shattered on the ground. Pushing my bare chest off the wet surface, I stood up, threading my fingers through my scruffy dark brown hair.<br /> <br /> Lazily walking down the red carpeted stairs, I felt as though I was being watched through the huge glass window, that was slightly covered in red thorn designed drapes. Shaking my head, I thought; maybe it's just from the dream I had. Waltzing into the kitchen I went over to the white cabinet and grabbed a plain glass bowl. Turning around, I stretched my large stiff arms, and sighed. Putting the bowl carefully back into the cabinet, I rummaged through the protein bars that were in a nearby box. Taking out a chocolate protein bar, I ripped it open, and shoved it down my throat, following it with a big glass of tap water. After brushing my teeth, I changed into some dark blue jeans and a tight blue short sleeved shirt. Grabbing my history books, I ran out the door, and jumped into my black Porsche cayman. <br /> <br /> After parking in the school's lot, I jumped out of the car onto the concrete and slammed the door shut. Surprisingly, the lot was fairly empty and bare; only a small handful of cars were there. While passing the cars, I thought about who they could belong to, then it hit me; today was when all the senior high-school students came out and looked around the campus as well as the classes. Some even stayed behind and took a class with us, to see how the classroom environment worked. I was almost late for history, running down the hallway, I quickly slipped into class and casually took my seat behind the white curved desk that sat in the middle of the classroom. I noticed four of the high-school students sitting around me, I flipped open my colorful history book and noticed one of the girls were staring at me, I smirked and winked at her. I tried to avoid working. When the bell rang, I stood up quickly, and started walking towards the door.<br /> <br /> I turned as a low voice came from behind me. It was the little red haired girl, Aixa. I looked like a giant compared to her small built body. "Hello," I smiled a stuck my rough hand out to meet hers, "I'm Scott," I laughed trying to read over her body language. I noticed something different about her, heck, all of the high-school students had a different scent to them. The other girl, Vivienne, caught my eye. I watched the flawless-toned tan girl as she left the class room. Turning back towards Aixa, I smiled widely, "it was nice meeting you," I commented swiftly. Pushing past her, I knew today was going to get interesting.<br /> <br /> Making it out into the hallway I saw Fenmore, and waved. "Hey, bro, what have you been up to?" I laughed, and pushed him. "There was a girl in my class. I don't think she liked me very much, but, she was cute", I huffed. "Maybe we should just go out tonight, and go to Sulkie's bar. What do you think?" Chuckling, I went back to the lot and got into my Porsche. I noticed the curvy red haired girl was staring at my car smiling, which was a little odd, but I didn't care.<br /> <br /> Later that night, I met up with Fenmore at the bar. I laid my black leather jacket on the back of my chair. Motioning the bartender over, I asked for a bloody marry, and nodded. A few minutes later the music kicked on and I saw the two high-school girls walk into the bar. Darn, they looked good. Looking over at Fenmore, I pointed them out. Practically chugging my drink, I stood up and made my way to the huge crowd of people dancing. I took Aixa by her small hand, and twirled her around, placing my hands on her hips, I pulled her close, and we danced.
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2014-07-12 17:18:20 by #26858