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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 9:59 pm
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"I'm currently with Sarah and located at Beach..." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx "I'm currently with Sarah and located at Beach..." "I'm currently Taken and I'm interested in Sarah"xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx"I'm currently Single and I'm interested in No One" "I'm thinking about "..."xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx"I'm thinking about "..." "I have $100 in my pocket and $400 in the bank"xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx"I have $100 in my pocket and $700 in the bank" "Currently I'm wearing " New Years Chill" xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx"Currently I'm wearing " Casual"
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Leo watched as the cocky demon fluttered about, doing what he assumed to be whispering lies to others. He furrowed his brow as he pushed his sneakers through the uneven sand, hellbent on revenge. It was just his luck to wake up after months of sleep just to greet the guy who put him down. He didn't care if the repercussions were severe, he wanted to stop the maniac in front of his eyes. Unknowingly, the redhead was grinding his teeth and more likely than not making a scene, walking through a city party partially enflamed. His sharp gaze was locked onto the demon, like a hunter watching its prey. That was until said prey confronted its hunter. The demons tone was as if he expected him to be here. The cocky tone only agitated the redhead further, his nails digging into the flesh of his palms. His body whipped around as the demon disappeared from his line of sight, coming face to face with him. The man took a deep breath, realizing that if he got into a brawl that was seemingly a fruit merchant he'd probably be arrested. The flames torrenting up his arms swiftly dispersed. The man pulled a hand back to the band holding his make-shift ponytail together and swiftly yanked the piece of rubber off. In one swift motion, Leo followed the pull by stretching the band around his wrist. He gently shook his hair as it fell to the sides before looking at the excuse of a man. "Why are you here? I presumed that you were banished from the surface, or perhaps you were dead." He questioned, not letting his glowing eyes leave his. From the sound of his voice a few moments earlier, Leo figured that he could safely assume that the psychopath was on a vendetta against him. When Yalo questioned Sarah's whereabouts Leo became annoyed. Before thinking, the man cupped his hand over the demon's mouth, more threatening than harmful. After all he'd be stupid to attack the lunatic with so many bystanders. "First of all I'd ask, no I demand you stop reading my thoughts. Secondly she's not here, she stayed home sick and I went out with some friends. So sorry to disappoint." He said with a sharp grin.
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Yushiro wasn't sure what he had in mind, coming to this local event set up by what he assumed to be the city. His hands in pocket, the blonde walked through the bustling crowd. His gray eyes watched as the some of the locals seemed to be heading in the opposite direction; most likely leaving. He made his venture into the sea of food stands and games, scanning around for familiar faces and or anything interesting. After a few minutes of scrounging, Yushiro stopped at an ice cream stand and grabbed an icicle pop. He swiftly paid for the ice cream and made his way back into the fray of the event. "I wonder if there'll be any fireworks..." He mumbled to himself, his eyes dancing along the rising stars before placing the ice pop in his mouth. His gray orbs flickered back down to earth, and a bit further down to the clump of blonde hair against his chest. He raised an eyebrow curiously, taking a step back to look at the person's face. After a moment of staring the man realized just who this "stranger" was. "Uhm....Sandr- No....Sarah! Right?" He asked, tilting his head and looking at the woman. Their last encounter was some time ago, he wondered if she remembered him. His gaze shifted down to her feet and back up, something seemed off the more he examined the woman. She seemed afraid, unkempt and distraught. And was that a shell? What's going on here... He thought, gently placing a hand on Sarah's shoulder. "Are you alright? Where's Leon?" He questioned whilst his gaze shifted past the woman, taking note of the two redheads glaring at each other. One seemed to have....Makeup on? Assuming one of them was the redhead that was his best friend, Yushiro turned his gaze back to the woman. "Did he do something to you?" He asked, knowing it wasn't best to fire one question after another but he couldn't help it.
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 11:53 pm
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 『 Şєтн ☯ яץυjιη 』
『 龍☯神 』
'We live alone. We die alone. Everything else is just an illusion.'
"It's not the first time we've been in situations like these. It's almost as similar to the Halloween festival. Things went berserk. It was tragic but luckily things turned out alright." he stated, hands moving to his chest area where he was struck by a powerful demon. He wished it wouldn't turn out as horrible as what both Rina and him had experienced previously. He had thought that perhaps if they had waited it out then, these hallucinations would disappear. He looked over towards Esme and rested his hands on his shoulder after noticing the slight change in his expression. Just as he was about to speak up, the surroundings around him changed drastically. The sounds of waves crashing against the shore now turned into slow repetitive beeps of a machine. It was the one memory he could never erase from his mind. In a small white room on the bed, there laid a thin and frail blonde woman who was struggling to breathe but upon hearing the sound of the door opening, she turned around and offered a smile. "Seth?" she would ask and just as she was about to continue on with her sentence, her voice would be taken over by endless coughs and wheezing. The redhead stood by her bedside, dumbfounded and utterly speechless with what the hell was going on. Just how far were they planning on taking this hallucinations? He couldn't differentiate the differences between his imagination and reality. It seemed far too real. "Mother..?" he murmured. He remembered it all too clearly. This was the exact day she died. The exact day she fell into a coma and was taken off life support.
"What's going on- Mother? Why are you..-" he backed away as he held his head that throbbed painfully. "Stop- stop it-"
I Feel: (( Horrified )) I Have: (( $1000 )) What I'm Wearing: (( Casual )) Who's With Me: (( Esme, Sahar, Rina )) Who's My Soulmate: (( Rina Sohane ))
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 12:11 am
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 12:26 am
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Name: Marcus
Race: Inu
Money: $1000
Status: Single
Company: Silvia
Mood: Curious
Marcus saw the redness on her cheeks and knew he had struck a nerve. Truth was he knew very well the extent of a succubus's erotic points. It was taught from that woman. He was about to respond when suddenly she started to form inside a sea shell. He reached out a hand to help her but suddenly everything, even this situation with the strange shell just became so...boring. He looked around for a moment, the area tinged with gray and didnt even bother to ponder why that was. He searched his mind to think of something fun but even that was boring and tiresome. He knelt down as his thoughts moved inward, oblivious to everything that was happening. All of this...was just so boring. He had done nothing good with his life, his immortality. He should have felt worried, panic or even fear but none of this crossed his mind. He looked over at the panic coming from the woman, could smell it fill his nose and he huffed it out softly. Why was this boring? He couldnt tell, maybe it had always been boring? Yes, that was probably it. But the shredding of her wings made him shift over beside her and tucked his arms about her to tuck her wings beneath his arms to stop them from flapping, this put him in the shell with her. He made no real action other then this, as he simply closed his eyes and thought on his boring life. It was simply pathetic.
OOC:
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 7:33 am
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After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.-
Aldous Huxley
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Esme looked to Seth when he mentioned a Halloween festival. Esme had not heard anything about a Halloween festival and it would have been well before he had arrived in Soleil city. So this was normal for so called festivities here? If he had known then he really would have stayed home! Seth said that things had turned out alright, but he had also said that it was tragic. Were people hurt? What if people had died? What was going to happen to them? Esme’s anger had been a brief reprieve from the fear that quickly enveloped him again. Seth placed a hand on his shoulder and he looked up at the taller man with clear panic in his lavender eyes. That panic only grew as Seth once more called for his mother and began to back away. Esme reached for the man as though he could physically drag him away from the hallucination. But rather than grasping at the hallucinating man, his hand met a hard shell that had suddenly sprung up around him. The blue haired male reached a full panic them, screaming soundlessly as he dropped what was in his arms, balled his hands into fist and began beating at the shell with all of his strength. Small pieces broke off, but like the growths on his skin, they grew back more quickly than he could break them. Esme’s vision began to blur with tears and he continued to scream even though the shell was filled with silence in spite of his efforts.
He should have stayed home. What was he thinking? Why had he ever thought that he could make friends and be a normal person? It never ended well for him. What if Edin had only been attacked because he invited her to meet his coworkers? And he had asked Akira to come to this festival; he didn’t even know where his friend was now and doubted that he was alright. None of them were alright. Esme himself was now trapped in a shell and feeling more alone than ever. At least when he chose to be alone, he could lie to himself and pretend that there was the option to do otherwise. But that was all it was; he had lied to himself when he thought for even a moment that he could change anything about himself. Was he going to die like this? Alone, trapped in a small space? Could he even get enough air if he kept hitting at the shell? He should try, but Esme was far too upset. Maybe he should just give up… It was better than fighting so hard to just fail. The small male slumped down to a seated position and drew his knees to his chest. He dropped his head against his knees and just let the tears flow out of him without restraint. Who was he trying to be brave for any more? He was alone. Alone. ALONE. He was so alone…
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♪♪♫ Location: Lune Beach ♪♪♫ Company: No one? ♪♪♫ Mood: Afraid, panicked, depressed, ALONE ♪♪♫ Money: $949 ♪♪♫ OOC: ♪♪♫ Profile
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 7:41 am
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Kurochō Hakobite
[ Health ] 100% [ Mood ] Intrigued/Furious/Delighted [ Location ] Beach [ Status: ] Single [ Crushing on: ] No one [ Money: ] $1000 [ Wearing: ] Also a simple black clutch purse
{"Stand up for something, even if it means standing alone. Because often times, the one who flies solo has the strongest wings."}
{The Military Brat}
Theme Song-Fighter
{Thoughts: And the game continues. Round 2? ~}
Kuro after abruptly turning away from the hooded male who had been surrounded, the very thought annoying her, had gone to the stall where she could relieve some anger. While at Pop the Firework, she would carefully aim and hit the balloons. After all, having a good aim was her thing. With concentration she aimed for the 1st balloon. POP, it hit right on target. As she started to aim for the second one she began to hum a bit, though voices in her mind interrupted as they begun to say she was terrible at singing and that she had no chance to succeed in it. This only made her more pissed, but she remained composed. These voices were nothing new. For she had faced these voices from her father, her brothers, the people in the army. All who were jealous of how she could actually sing or how that isn’t what they wanted for her. The voices that were trying to corrupt her and bring her down were nothing more than defeated demons. They were games already won. Further attention to the whispers would only bore her for she would not let them get to her ever again. There was a reason she had a colder heart. All that she had seen and done in life. POP, the 2nd balloon went as she hit yet again right on target. Aiming at the third balloon, she went to throw when she heard a loud voice over-head, distracting her and making her miss her target. ”Are you kidding Ribbit?!” Instead of saying me, her voice cracked when her voice had raised slightly, it being replaced with a ribbit. What the f***. I knew there was something going on but now I’m affected? Though it only seemed to happen when I raised my voice. Lets see who can I blame…oh I know~ Hell he pisses me off for some reason and yet at the same time intrigues me. It’s been awhile since I’ve played a fun game.
It seemed someone had gotten even more confident, having heard what she did. The female whirled around to where the noise was coming from. However, it wasn’t from the ground but the sky. As she looked up, her eyes narrowed. You have got to be kidding me…No wonder he had the cloak on. He looked better in it. Also…seriously...a child?! I was being mocked by that?! Well…at least he hasn’t bored me yet. But I really have the urge to put a bullet in his head. Pow…I wonder how many he would be able to dodge. As she was thinking, she had leaned down slightly to pull out the gun she hid on her thigh, not caring who saw her dress lifted a bit. Once she grabbed the gun, she aimed it at the male and did a shooting motion. Of course she wasn’t going to actually shoot him, he hadn’t given her a complete reason…yet. Plus what would be the fun in just doing that? Instead, she turned and shot the rest of the balloons while keeping her eye on the stall keeper who looked slightly terrified. Rolling her eyes she rested the gun on her shoulder and turned about to watch the chaos that was happening around.
Her mind whirled as she watched the red-head child go about doing different things. She knew he couldn’t actually be a child for she looked like one as well, plus he was much taller than her. Not that she wanted to think about that. Seeing the chaos though, she wondered if it was connected to him. If so, at least she had gotten off fairly easy. She just couldn’t raise her voice to a high pitch. Otherwise ribbit ribbit. Though if it was also connected, did that mean the male saw her as a frog? This kind of pissed Kuro off more. But of course she showed no emotion, just the stoic emotionless though her eyes taking an odd delight. Things had gotten interesting and were no longer boring. Slowly, she made her way to be at the center of where chaos was. For the center would be where all the fun happened. One would think she would be freaking out and confused at all that was happening, and seeing that there were other species than humans. However, she already knew there were others besides humans, her mother was…well no one needed to know that right now. Human was something she would say she was and would continue to say. Overall, she hadn’t felt this much fun since being in war. She was scarred because of the war, but in a different way than most people thought. After all, death was a part of life. No one was immortal.
OOC:Sorry if it is blah.
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 8:20 am
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"With every step 👣, every word ✎, With every hour ⌛,
xxxxx I am falling 💫 in, To something new 🆕, something brave ⚔
xxxxxxxxxxTo someone I, I have never been."
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"I can't decide ¿, What's wrong ✘, What's right ✔,
xxxxx Which way ☼ should I go?. ❞
xxxx
Miyu had gone to a dark place, tears flowing down her cheeks. She was alone in the attic, the dark surrounding her and her hands chained to the wall. Why had this happened? What had she done to deserve this? She had thought she escaped this. Thought she would make friends, not be judged and not be in any problems. Was this because she had sought happiness? Was she doomed to tragedy? She was having such a good time even amist the problems. So why now…There was nothing she could do, she couldn’t even cry out. Not as if that ever did anything for her. No one would come. She was alone…
These were her thoughts as tears flowed from her eyes. It had been awhile since she had cried. From her dark thoughts and frightened state, she heard a voice calling her. Slowly her head rose, and through her blurred vision she saw a familiar face. L-leri?! Leri! It was also then she had processed his words. She wasn’t alone! She was still trapped but there was someone here to protect her now. Someone who hadn’t betrayed her trust yet. Without hesitation she wrapped her arms around him, nuzzling into his chest as she silently sniffled. There were no warning bells, she trusted that Leri wouldn’t do anything to her. After all, he had apologized for earlier and had even made his way into the shell that never seemed to open no matter what. Not being able to speak, she just clung to Leri as if he might suddenly disappear. She was still ever so frightened, but at least she had someone else here with her. The shell no longer felt like it was suffocating her. She no longer felt it was going to continue to shrink until it smashed her into dust. She was no longer chained in the attic. She was with someone who cared and said they wouldn’t leave her. How long would this last? Would they be able to make it out? Would everything really be okay?
[ Health ] 100%[ Mood ] Scared [ Location ] Beach[ Status: ] Single[ Crushing on: ] A-ah w-well...I like a fox [ Money: ] $1000 [ Wearing: ] Clothes [ Thoughts: ] Why me?!..Am I destined for unhappiness
"If only I knew what my heart ❦ was telling 🗣 me,
xxxxDon't know what I'm feeling ღ.
xxxxxxxxIs this just a dream 💤🛏?"
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"If only I could read 📖 the signs 📜 in front of me
xxxxI could find 👁 the way ☼ to who I'm meant to be."
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 10:34 am
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 12:56 pm
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Butterscotch Faerie Tales
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 2:22 pm
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Integra Lionheart
.x Mood: Hopelessness x. .x Location: Beach x. .x Company: Tsuki x. .x Cash: $950 x.
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Integra stood close to Tsuki. It didn’t matter if she had told her or not. She wouldn’t have been made either way. Integra herself was not exactly normal. Tsuki might be a natural predator to a Centaur such as herself, but she had never tried to hurt her before. Now, with this promise of being able to visit her house, it made everything to much better. Her first sleepover. It had been her dream. In her mind it was the best part of human society, and the ultimate show of friendship.
Integra nodded when Tsuki said one more game. One more game, but which one to choose? They all looked so fun. Integra took a step away to look over the games, when she was surrounded by a giant ocean shell. Integra recoiled, naturally going into a defensive position, waiting for pain. No pain came, so she looked up. Gently, she placed her hand on the wall of the shell. Solid, but not painful. There wasn’t very much room to move around in this thing. Integra kicked hard with her back legs. It blew the back out, but just as soon, it replaced itself.
Integra was a proud centaur in the prime and best health of her life. She kicked with her front legs, and her back, practically shattering the whole shell at once, but it still remained. Still there. She couldn’t move. Eventually, she tired herself out and curled up helplessly inside the shell, hugging the doll that Tsuki gave her. Hopeless, she couldn’t even turn to see Tsuki. It was just too small for a big Centaur.
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Always the innocent are the first victims, so it has been for ages past, so it is now.
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 7:56 pm
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2016 4:26 pm
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2016 2:13 am
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