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 Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2017 5:04 am
 ＥccentricxxxＤeepxxxＤ rivenxxxＲeliablexxxＯddxxx ＳassyxxxＥmpty
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And I don't want the world to see me,x'Cause I don't think that they'd understand,xWhen everything's made to be broken xI just want you to know who I amxAnd you can't fight the tears that ain't coming,xOr the moment of truth in your liesxWhen everything feels like the movies xYeah, you bleed just to know you're alivexⓛⓞⓥⓔx♡^_^♡x┢┦aΡｐyxライブ笑いの愛
Edd followed the guy inside, glancing around the store with his hands in his pockets. This store was a lot nicer compared to the one be usually went to to buy his cigarettes. Edd wasn't really paying much attention to the man until his introduction; prompting the man to respond with a sigh. Looks like he had no choice but to introduce himself.
"I'm pretty confident you already introduced yourself to me. But for your sake, I'll tell you my name. It's Edd. Just Edd."
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2017 4:19 pm
xxxx → ωєםиєsםαч, ғєвяυαяч ②⑧тн ←
םαч ③ σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ①④③ ◦
( ④ мσитнs, ②③ םαчs )
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2017 10:07 pm
   ▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Rigel 'Jax' Falkov Dragonkin❛It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one.
We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up.
And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know.
It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is.
Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.❜▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇○I'm feeling indifferent.
●I'm speaking to no one at the moment.
○I'm currently wearing the usual.
●I have $200 on me and $800 stashed in the bank.
○I currently have feelings for no one.▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇Two baskets, both filled up to its fullest. One being stocked with cabbage, while the other, tomatoes. The customers have been whining though, about how he hogged most of the vegetables, though it's not as if he could help it. He really liked those. With two full baskets placed on the side of the counter, the young man walked off to the next aisle, one filled with snacks and little treats. A bag of chips.. no. Make that five. Poptarts seemed nice. Two boxes of dark chocolate, the only kind of dessert Camil eats, actually. Pure, dark chocolate. Rigel wondered how Camil's doing after he had dropped him off at the Bookstore. Would he be fine on his own? He's not getting himself in trouble, is he? The young man heaved a sigh, helplessly worrying about his elder brother who doesn't seem to get anything done right. Then again, he wasn't much different either, being clumsy and all. His arms were full, yet he'd still grab hold of any form of snacks he could find, stacking them on top of another until eventually, he can no longer see where he's going. That doesn't stop him from buying even more snacks, though. He continued browsing, until he came to a particular bag of potato chips that only had three of them left. His eye sparkled, and he'd subconsciously fiddle with the eye patch upon his right eye. He stared at the bag of chips, as if he had caught a glimpse of heaven itself, and before anyone could have it, he'd grab them, and stack it on top of the mountain of snacks he had in his arm. "Well, lucky me!"▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ Out.Of.Crocodiles:
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2017 7:07 am
❀ ❝Ⓒⓞⓡⓐⓛⓨⓝ Ⓓⓤⓑⓞⓘⓢ❞ ❀ ══════════════════════════ "There will come a prince, that will see right into my heart." Ah, peace at last! Pets out of her house, her allergies down to never having been there in there in the first place. As peaceful as that was, she did have to get rid of quite a lot of the snacks she had, particularly because of her unwanted guests. This did give her a reason to go out and pick things so she could restock her pantry, so here she was! Dressed in a comfortable oversized cat tee and skinny jeans. With a basket full of the necessary vegetables, meat and the needful supplies, she had another one just for the snacks she would like to have. Walking carefully past the tall man with a massive stack of snacks and veggies, she would look around at the options she had for herself. Pocky, chips, candy, more chips, maybe a few packs of ramen too? How did this little woman never put on weight? Well, that was a question that troubled many, but it made her happy so why not? ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Company: Noone || Mood: Decent || Single || ❀ || Where: Grocery store || Listening to: || OOTD: Kitty Tee and jeans
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Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2017 7:26 am
▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Rigel 'Jax' Falkov Dragonkin❛It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one.
We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up.
And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know.
It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is.
Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.❜▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇○I'm feeling horrified.
●I'm speaking to a lady who stole the bag of chips at the moment.
○I'm currently wearing the usual.
●I have $200 on me and $800 stashed in the bank.
○I currently have feelings for no one.▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇Rigel was still fairly indecisive when it came to deciding which sort of snacks he should buy. Potato chips? What kind? Pringles, perhaps? Or maybe he should get a bag of pretzels? Rice crisps? Rigel groaned and continued walking, his mind already too clouded to notice the few bags of chips and biscuits he dropped along the way. Though it seems, his attention seemed to fall upon the young lady he encountered earlier out the corner of his eyes, but that was only because he had been reaching for the same bag of chips she had taken just seconds before he did. The last bag, it seems. His expression deadpanned, and the young man was left speechless. That was what Camil told him to buy, wasn’t it? Would he get angry if Rigel failed to make a purchase? He hasn’t been able to get his hands on those chips since the past two and a half weeks in the hospital, that was for sure. God knows just how horrible Camil’s childish tantrums are when he doesn’t get what he wants. ”Oh my god. This is the end of me.” was his immediate response as he stared at the chips she held in hand. His brother has practically been begging him to buy those bag of chips for him for a whole week now, claiming it was part of his ‘inspiration’ for his new piece. Excuses! But Rigel knew better than to defy him. ”Uh.. tiny lady- I um.. am really in need of that bag of chips you’re holding right there-” ‘it’s my brother’s favourite and you got the last one!’ How os he going to say that?! ”That.. Uh.. That bag of chips is the key to saving my life. My ears, to be precise-” answered the man, horror eventually dawning upon his chiseled features. His skin was a lot paler compared to Camil’s, who had taken such aspects from his grandmother that was a part of the natives. She had always favoured Camil among the many siblings. However, despite the difference in skin colour and the navy blue locks he dyed, their features were quite similar, especially the golden orbs they possessed. Without further hesitation, he dropped whatever he had in hand, and clasped his hands together just above his forehead as he dove into a bow, pleading for the bag of chips which probably has more air than the chips itself. ”Pretty please with a cherry on top! For the sake of my ears!”▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇Out.Of.Crocodiles: I'm so sorry! I GOT LIKE- SUPER BUSY FOR FINALS UGHHHHHH
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 7:56 am
❀ ❝Ⓒⓞⓡⓐⓛⓨⓝ Ⓓⓤⓑⓞⓘⓢ❞ ❀ ══════════════════════════ "There will come a prince, that will see right into my heart." The woman was pretty sure of what she wanted, various kinds of chips! Sour cream, cheddar, anything she could grab. Maybe she should avoid eating so much, but it wasn't like she'd finish them all in one day...unless she was upset, but she wasn't so it was alright, right? She took a few more sweets to neutralise the salty with, some spicy things too, yet the last bag of chips that she could get her hands on was the best thing that could happen to her. She was looking for this particular brand for quite some time and was clearly happy she did. While she was quite excited about her achievement, the sudden outburst of another shopper made her gasp and nearly drop the bag. She glanced over to the source, her heart clearly pounding across her chest until she exhaled and shook her head. Quite an odd shopper he was, not to mention how he was looking at her was making her want to crawl away and never be seen again. Before she could find a way to escape the unlikely tall male, she flinched when he called for her. He was talking to her, right? She looked around, making sure he wasn't refering to any other..tiny..lady..TINY LADY?! How dare he! She would puff her cheeks up in anger and and huffed, crossing her arms across her chest with the bag of chips still in her hand. Although his words made her features soften a little, saving his life? His ears? What was going on here? Was he lying to her? She would puff her cheeks up once again, thinking this was some kind of prank and shake her head lightly. She wasn't always this mean, she would have given it to him if she did believe him but what he said just seemed a tad bit absurd when he mentioned his ears. Speaking of ears, Camil...this man had similar eyes as him, a lot lighter skinned though. He looked a little more gentlemanly than the tan skinned ruffian with his longer hair. What was this? She couldn't be staring at him like that, especially since he was after her food. Shaking her head once again, she would hide the pack behind herself with one hand and used the other to type on her phone . "I'm sorry, I got it first and I need them too, you should ask the employees for when they restock and pick up a pack when they do." she would type, flipping the phone over for him to see. ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Company: stranger || Mood: Nervous || Single || ❀ || Where: Grocery store || Listening to: || OOTD: Kitty Tee and jeans
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 8:16 am
▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Rigel 'Jax' Falkov Dragonkin❛It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one.
We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up.
And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know.
It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is.
Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.❜▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇○I'm feeling horrified.
●I'm speaking to a lady who stole the bag of chips at the moment.
○I'm currently wearing the usual.
●I have $200 on me and $800 stashed in the bank.
○I currently have feelings for no one.▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇When the woman jumped in fright, Rigel too, would start scooting away from her, fearing she might possess the little fists of fury like the other woman he encountered in the grocery store a few weeks back. What was her name? Zara, was it? Oh, yes. It was after that incident that Rigel had started being just a tad wary around people than he usually had been. He was a lot more careful with his choice of words too. For better or for worse, though it seems, that doesn’t seem to be the case at this moment. She doesn’t seem too fond of being called tiny, let alone, a man targetting the bag of chips she wanted. Rigel instinctively held his hands up in surrender the moment her cheeks were puffed out of a less than pleasant reaction, already fearing what she might do next, and if she as much as took a step in his direction, he would let out a horrifying shriek that could possibly send a person into theraphy. Thank goodness though, she hadn’t. ”I swear I’m not some serial killer- or a thief- or anything for that matter- I’m just a normal shopper, I swear!” he reassured, still unwilling to pick up the chips he dropped on the floor earlier. Those, he could give up, but the one she was holding.. the one bag of chips- What time does Camil come back? Six? Seven? ”No- you don’t understand- I need that before seven!” Rigel protested, whining childishly as she hid his desired item behind her back. ”I’m gonna receive a handful of nagging if I don’t get if by today!” countered the young man, his eyes watering as he still, persistently pleaded for her to give it up. Though something else caught his attention. He froze ans simply stared at her phone. Does she resent him that much? To the point she’s unwilling to speak to him directly?! How.. How.. How outrageous! ”Are you those type of people that.. Y’know-.. obsess over electronics to the point you have to speak to them that way-” and to be honest, Rigel isn’t as stupid as he’s coming off at the moment. He was a top student. One of the smartest in his school. Except.. his brain seems to be a little slow in certain areas. But as far as his one track mind would go, the conversatiom eventually steered back towards the chips he needed. ”Noo..!” he huffed, ”They normally don’t restock until two days after! I can’t wait that long!”▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇Out.Of.Crocodiles: I just want it over and done with- gonk GAHHH THANKS BBYYYYYY HNNNG
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2017 8:16 am
❀ ❝Ⓒⓞⓡⓐⓛⓨⓝ Ⓓⓤⓑⓞⓘⓢ❞ ❀ ══════════════════════════ "There will come a prince, that will see right into my heart." The woman would seem rather surprised when he was startled and inching away from her. She could barely hurt a fly, so hurting him would be the least likely thing to happen. She would stand her guard though, not wanting to surrender her pack of chips to this man even if he was the nicest out there. She stood in her place, raising her brow cautiously at him as he denied being a wrong kind of person. Well that was a relief, at least he wasn't as suspicious as he seemed but this still didn't mean she would give up her chips! Shaking her head yet again, she would keep her arm behind herself, not budging it, indicating that she wouldn't really hand it over yet. But she did feel a tad bit bad. She assumed it was for his lady who could have been going through some mad menstrual issues. It was understandable if she really craved them and he was going to be nagged for. Maybe she should give him them after all. That was, until he assumed she was some electronic obsessed girl who wouldn't even bother to talk to him. It wasn't the first time someone misjudged her like that, but every time someone did, it kind of struck a nerve. She huffed, pushing her phone into her pocket and used her hands to sign to him now. He might not understand, but at least it would put her point through. "I'm sorry if I offended you, I would talk to you normally if I could, but I have no voice. Not everyone signs and it's difficult to tell who can and who cant, so I use my phone assuming someone can at least read the text I type down for them." she would say, looking away from him and exhaled once again. "You can have the pack, I don't want it anymore." she said, handing it over to the taller male, glancing up at him once and then looking away. She didn't want to hand it over after that unintentional insult, but she didn't want to be around him either. ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Company: stranger || Mood: Nervous || Single || ❀ || Where: Grocery store || Listening to: || OOTD: Kitty Tee and jeans
▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ Occ: I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL!
YOU CAN DO IT >:U
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2017 10:41 am
▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Rigel 'Jax' Falkov Dragonkin❛It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one.
We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up.
And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know.
It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is.
Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.❜▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇○I'm feeling intrigued.
●I'm speaking to a lady who stole the bag of chips at the moment.
○I'm currently wearing the usual.
●I have $200 on me and $800 stashed in the bank.
○I currently have feelings for no one.▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇She would shake her head in denial, and Rigel would finally heave a small sigh of defeat. He supposed he had grown used to his brother’s tantrums over the past twenty five years, experiencing another one wouldn’t make much of a difference this time around. Rigel bent down and picked up the rest of the chips he dropped earlier on, until he noticed signs of displeasure upon the girl’s expression. It wasn’t so much of the feelings he noticed, but rather, the change in her demeanor. Rigel had always been a fairly dense person when it came to emotional issues such as the change in a person’s mood, their peeves, the taboo topics. It took him a lot of beating and scolding just to get used to Zara’s preference. He wondered how much it’d take for him to get used to this person in front of him. She was upset, that he noticed (after a long period of awkward silence and intense staring, of course). Has he said something wrong? He’s met a couple of people who’d use google translate to speak to him rather than talking face to face. He always found that a little strange though it seems that isn’t the case for her. The moment she signed, Rigel understood what her problem was. She was mute, wasn’t she? He spaced out, absently staring as she kept her phone and signed to him instead. Did she think he wouldn’t understand? Perhaps if Camil was normal, he wouldn’t, but his elder brother was deaf, it was necessary to learn sign language, not for his own convinience, but rather, for his brother. He didn’t want to see how hurt Camil looked when he returned home from pre-school. He never understood what was wrong with Camil back then, but all he knew, was that he didn’t want to see tears brimming within those golden orbs of his, that he wanted to see his brother smile. ”Oh- so you’re a mute-” he answered, clasping his hands together in realization. ”I mean- I’ve met a couple of device freaks who were obssessed with their phones and let me tell you, they never put it down- but I understand what you’re trying to say.” a grin stretched across his lips and his golden orbs glimmered once he realized that he understood the message she tried to portray. There was a sense of achievement, somehow. ”My brother has problem communicating, so he speaks to me in sign language- if it makes it easier for you, you can talk to me that way too!” he answered, pausing in his sentence once she held the chips towards him. She gave it to him? Honestly? Rigel blinked a couple of times, hesitantly taking the bag from her. What’s the sudden change of mind? ”H-Huh-..? Leaving already?! But I haven’t gotten your name!” he walked up towards her, only taking a couple of steps to catch up to her small frame. He’d drape an arm of his around her shoulder, and he’d flash her the idiotic grin he always had. ”I’m Rigel Falkov. Let’s be friends!”▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇Out.Of.Crocodiles: I just want it over and done with- gonk GAHHH THANKS BBYYYYYY HNNNG
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2017 1:02 am
❀ ❝Ⓒⓞⓡⓐⓛⓨⓝ Ⓓⓤⓑⓞⓘⓢ❞ ❀ ══════════════════════════ "There will come a prince, that will see right into my heart." If only the little woman understood that she had already defeated the other, she wouldn't have had to give away her bag of chips that she was fending for. She would notice him pick up his things, look away for a while as she wasn't really sure what she should do. She would help him, but he did upset her. The moment she signed to him, she was a little unsure if he would understand, but by the way he would read her signs, she assumed he could understand. Maybe? And then, he said it. Mute. She disliked the word terribly, she wasn't mute, she was perfectly fine until that stupid day. She smiled lightly with a nod though, it shouldn't matter to a stranger so she just left it at that. Although, his grin and the bright demeanor his face expressed seemed to have pulled her out somewhat from her gloom. He did understand! Her smile became a little fuller, she was a little surprised that there were more people besides Camil who could sign. Speaking of which, they looked quite similar, specially their eye color. She shook her head to his suggestion. "You can speak to me, its easier to hear you...besides, I kind of like listening to people talk..normally to me." she would sign in return, her smile still up there for him although occasionally looking back at the bag of chips like she just handed him her precious toy and wanted it back. Before she could head away though, she stopped in her trail. Her name? Why did he want that? Specially after he took her precious chips from her, even if she did give them to him. Before she could even turn to face him, she flinched in surprise when he'd put his arm around her. Body contact wasn't always an issue, if she initiated the touch, but she tried not to be mindful of it. She quickly looked up at the tall male, his smile almost contagiously making her smile back now, a slight chuckle escaping her lips. This man was something. First he wants her chips, offends her and then wants to be friends? "My name is Coralyn Dubois, nice to meet you." she would sign, breaking down her name so he didn't have trouble with it. "If you don't mind me asking, who are those chips for?" she would ask. ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Company: stranger || Mood: Nervous || Single || ❀ || Where: Grocery store || Listening to: || OOTD: Kitty Tee and jeans
▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ Occ: I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL!
YOU CAN DO IT >:U
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2017 8:01 am
▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Rigel 'Jax' Falkov Dragonkin❛It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one.
We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up.
And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know.
It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is.
Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.❜▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇○I'm feeling intrigued.
●I'm speaking to a lady he wants to call Carolyn at the moment.
○I'm currently wearing the usual.
●I have $200 on me and $800 stashed in the bank.
○I currently have feelings for no one.▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇She offered him a smile when he correctly guessed her situation, unable to pick up the signs of displeasure behind that expression of hers. Rigel had always been so straightforward, always smiling. He hardly had a frown on his face no matter how upset he may be. Withdrawn, perhaps, but it was never shown on the surface. Once in a blue moon he would frown, but it was never in front of others, not his family, not anyone. Did he think of it as a sign of weakness? No. Sadness was normal. Frowning was normal. Yet it never seemed to click when it came to Rigel. Maybe he just liked making people smile. Like how he did her. His Aria. The woman’s smile broke him out of his trance, and he’d seem just a tad confused at her small excitement. She seemed happy that he understood what she meant through sign language. Though what she said seemed to throw him on the surprised side this time around. ”Really? I don’t get that alot. Normally people ask me to shut up- I keep rambling on and on and on for some reason. I can’t really find the right time to stop-” he laughed, and there he goes, speaking without a pause in between. It felt nice though, being told by someone that they’d prefer the other to speak. ”Coralyn. Coralyn. Coralyn.” the young man mouthed the words, trying his best to have her name burned into the depths of his mind. Coralyn. It’s a fairly strange name, that’s for sure. ”Wow, you have a super strange name. It sounds like Carolyn- I get confused.” he rubbed the back of his neck, struggling to remember her name as he continued to mouth the words. Coralyn. Coralyn. It seems, she still hasn’t gotten over the chips. Or at least that was what he had thought. ”Huh? The chips? My brother’s been nagging me to get these since the past two weeks- It was usually sold out- and let me tell you he doesn’t let you off the hook if he doesn’t get what he wants. He’s like a big baby! And he’s already twenty seven!” he huffed, but a thought that flashed through his mind would make him laugh. ”The funny thing is- people usually think he’s adopted. He’s so tanned compared to the rest of us in the family- but what others don’t know is that he simply took sucj a trait from our grandmother, is all. She’s from the native lands, ain’t it cool?! But she favours Camil above us all, I wonder why.””I really wouldn’t fight over this packet- but he’s just really on edge lately, especially since he’s trying to compose a song lately. He’s set his deadline eight months from now, but he hasn’t made any progress- I just wanted to cheer him up a little. Oh- he’s a composer- you should listen to him perform sometimes! He usually goes by C.R.Falkov in the music industry. They call him Rye-”▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇Out.Of.Crocodiles:
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2017 8:13 am
❀ ❝Ⓒⓞⓡⓐⓛⓨⓝ Ⓓⓤⓑⓞⓘⓢ❞ ❀ ══════════════════════════ "There will come a prince, that will see right into my heart." Coralyn felt a little upset at herself for being so easily moved these days. It seemed like what happened in the hospital had affected her more than she had anticipated. For the girl that could easily move past rejection, hate and pull a smile through all situations, just a little misunderstanding seemed to have gotten to her head. How inconvenient. Why wouldn't she be excited? Someone understood her, even if it was just her signing. His surprise made her a little curious as to the cause until he mentioned the reason behind it. That just made her nostalgic, she too was...a babbermouth, it would be hard for her to shut up as well and she chuckled. He reminded her a tad bit of her younger self with that. "I can relate.. but don't worry about me, I don't mind listening for how ever long you wish to speak." she would say, holding her thumb up with a grin. With a thumb held up when he pronounced it right in approval, she would smile up at him and tilt her head lightly. Confused? It was a fairly usual name where she came from, yet she could understand. Although him calling her Carolyn made her rub the back of her head lightly. "You can call me that if you really find my name that difficult?" she suggested, smiling lightly. Back to the chips, she would look over at him and then back at the chips. As tempting as it was to take them and run away, she decided to let it go..for now. She glanced back up a him as he spoke, the more he spoke about his brother, her head thought about the tall tan male she met in the hospital. Her icey blue eyes widened, almost like a deer before headlights when he mentioned his name. Camil did mention his grandmother favoring him too right? "Your brother his Camil? she would sign, inching back to look at his face better. No wonder they looked similar. "It's understandable if it's Camil we are talking about.." she would sign, chuckling lightly as she rubbed the back of her head, should she be talking ill about him to his brother? Hey, it wasn't talking ill, it was just going along with the facts he presented. "I've heard him once, that was prettymuch how we met.." she smiled, thinking back on the day until she looked back at him when he mentioned his artist name. ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Company: Rigel~ || Mood: Surprised || Single || ❀ || Where: Grocery store || Listening to: || OOTD: Kitty Tee and jeans
▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ Occ: With Rigel calling her Carolyn, I thought I could find the sign word for Carol (to use that as her sign name), I failed basically :U damn sign language is hard ; u ;
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2017 5:59 pm
xxxx → sυиםαч, мαяcн ④тн ←
םαч ⑦ σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ①④⑦ ◦
( ④ мσитнs, ②⑦ םαчs )
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 12:56 pm
 
✿ ＷＩＴＨ ☾ No One ☽ ✿ ＯＵＴＦＩＴ ☾ Spring! ☽ ✿ ＳＴＡＴＵＳ ☾ Seth's Soulmate ☽ ✿ ＭＯＮＩＥＳ ☾ $888 ☽ ✿
Man, Rina was happy she only has to work at dinner and has the rest of the day off! She couldn't imagine giving up her Saturday and Sunday afternoons to cook! It certainly helps that she happens to have tonight off. Now she can cook up something nice for her and Seth! Though, she isn't sure if Seth is working tonight... Ah, whatever! She was still at the grocery store buying some ingredients for some meals she wanted to make. Mozzarella parmesan chicken and garlic butter shrimp scampi with a giant chocolate chip skillet cookie for dessert! She also found out that you can make waffles out of pizza! So, she's definitely picking up some stuff to have that for lunch tomorrow! She was still picking up some stuff to cook but came to a stop when she saw a liter of pineapple soda and wondered whether she should buy one or not. Seth would be annoyed with her if she did! Ah, decisions, decisions!
OOC: sorry for taking a bit!
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 10:29 pm
Location:: Grocery Store - drink aisle Clothing:: Street guyCompany:: The Girl With Sun Kissed Skin Feeling:: Relieved and Friendly Condition:: Fatigued Wallet:: 3000.00$ Items:: Fake I.D, Grendel P30 (a gun), Prepaid cellphone OOC:: Such a blah post. I'm sorry >.<  Ryan Martinez Torrez Cellphone in hand and dark rings around his eyes. Gun strapped to his side but hidden out of sight. The young lion walks among the aisles of canned goods and seeks something to eat, but what he wanted he could not say. There has been many things troubling him and since the arrival of a new unwelcomed soul in town he's been stressed beyond belief. Danger hasn't been a daily incident but that doesn't mean the possibility of it wasn't real everyday. The amount of worry was clearly written on the young man's haggard face and by the sounds of his empty stomach it was clear the stress was starting to affect his health. His eyes happened upon familier looking girl of flowing silk hair and skin shaded by the sun's loving kiss and it was only when Ryan approached the sodas that his eyes meet with the girl's and her face immediately cause the spark in his gaze. "It's you. You're the girl from that day of the stick up." His golden stare uncertain of how she felt but all the same, a small smile emerges. "I'm glad to see you're safe and sound."
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