Set in a quaint little town about a ten minute ride to the large private college campus and a large boisterous city, the women of Devling Lane were perceived to be the ideal women of the world. They lived in perfect houses with the perfect supermodel-like boyfriends. Only, these girlfriends a few secrets up their sleeves. Whether it be adultery, murder, drugs, or some other scandal, there is one thing the females on the lane have in common - friendship with one another. Granted, this friendship might not have always been a friendly thing. After all, there are two kinds of friends - the ones you love and the ones you hate.

It's been a year since the girlfriends moved on the lane and as people come and go so do friends, lovers, and of course, hated sleazebags. There are five main girlfriends who have a cult-like friendship with one another, but there are also some side girls that they sometimes call upon. Not all the people living on the lane are young college student either. Here and there older couples are scattered as well as the crazy, psychopath serial killer.

All seems wonder, but, as the people of Devling Lane know, all is not wonderful. It will only be a matter of time before the drama flairs up and something shocking happens. So what will be the word on the street today? Did someone just get a nose job? Did she really sleep with him? Is that hunk gay? Who will you trust? Who will you keep a wary eye on? At Devling Lane, keep your friends close, but your enemies closer as you never know who is after you.

**Note: The above image will be modified with the five desperate girlfriend's hair.

Just your list of things to expect while partaking in this roleplay...

1. Apply to all Menewsha rules.
2. PG-13 rating, please.
3. Love is encouraged as are scandals and other such dramatic things.
4. A profile needs to be sent in prior to posting. Once it's accepting (you'll get a PM back, you may post if it states so).
5. You can play up to three characters.
6. Title your reserve with "It's Devil Lane not Devling Lane"
7. Hmmmmm... I wonder what this rules says: Okay, I lied, title it "Wavi's a liar."
8. Literacy is crucial. Please use proper English.
9. You must post at least two decent sized paragraphs.
10. One liners are NOT accepted under any circumstances.
11. Rules are meant to be broken, so anything I have written here is negotiable.
12. No god-modding. Ever.
13. Flaming is not allowed.
14. Purposely hurting over Mene users is just downright cruel. Don't do it.
15. Let me know when you're going to be MIA.
16. I reserve the right to drop kick you from the roleplay for NOT obeying these rules.
17. Inactive users will be warned twice. Third warning and I remove your character (unless otherwise discussed).
18. I can change these rules whenever I want!

Devling Lane is located on the east side of the bustling city Koto. Koto is famous for its Devling School of the Arts as well as its world famous Tistol Rockette Institute of Technology or TRI-tech. TRI is famous for its impressive law programs as well as marketing, engineering, and pre-med courses.

On the opposite side of the city is the Seashore Town. As the name implies, the town is build on beach of the nearby sea called Lunita Sea. Seashore is famous for their bars, clubs, and most importantly, strips.

South of Koto is an even larger city, Yozaka. This city has malls galore and is always making a heading in the state's paper. Yozaka is infamous for its notorious gangs and its elite mafia members. Aside from crime rates being high, taxes in the area are also ridiculous. Only the filthy rich can live in this bustling city.


Just north of Koto is the New Ricker-Dansvania border. Dansvania is pretty much Amish country, but there are a few popular towns closer to the middle of the state. However, the capital of Dansvania, Kipperston, is only a twenty-five minute drive from Koto, so there is a ton of job opportunities in the neighboring state.

Needless-to-say, Devling Lane is in the outskirts of Koto. People here live in the picture perfect, white-fence houses. The outside might look nice as do the insides, but the people that live within them... now that's another story. It's what's behind the walls that really counts. Looks aren't everything.

The following is to be submitted and filled out for each character you wish to play as (you can edit and alter it if you'd like). To prevent overlapping character traits, please check the following list. We would hate to have Devling Lane full of thirteen psychopaths and only one sane person. It would be interesting, but let's try to spice it up some. Be original and unique!

**If you're going to be one of "the guys," let me know which character you are dating. I suggest you work this out in the OOC thread or via PMs.


the taken roles

the desperate girlfriends

the serial killer
the adulterer
the undercover agent
the pregnant prom queen

the guys

the untouchable [the serial killer's boyfriend]
the neglecting boyfriend [the adulterer's boyfriend]
[the undercover agent's boyfriend]

the neighbors

the emo
the twin lovers
the criminal profiler
the local male asshole

the others

the emo pyromaniac
the bubbly child

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Congratulations for making it into the roleplay. This sections is divided up into four parts - the desperate girlfriends, the guys, the neighbors, and the others.

[IMGRIGHT]http://i52.tinypic.com/2mdndag.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]❥ Haley Crest
___❥ the undercover agent

ηιcкηαмε: Hale or Hal
gεηdεя: female
ρяεfεяεηcε: straight
αgε: twenty-one years of age
εyε cσℓσя: a yellow gaze to intimidate and deceive with
нαιя cσℓσя: a mess of red fringe to get tangled up in and crave
нειgнт/ωειgнт: standing about five foot six, weighing nearly 130 pounds

» Location: 667 Devling Lane
» Job: she currently works for the RBI as an undercover agent, but she tells everyone that she is working on becoming a chemist
» Degree: criminal justice, but she's working on being a chemist
» Income: 50k or more depending on the day

¬ Personality: Tends to play the role of the bitchy cheerleader, Haley is really just a fragile broken girl deep down. She adores anything history related and really enjoys working out. Most men would say she has that standoffish feel to her, but the girls all know it's just her huge ego getting in her way. She's intelligent, kind-hearted, but a bit rough. All in all, she's a force not to piss off.
¬ History: Haley's a sharpshooter and has been playing with guns her whole life. She's really into criminal investigations and the FBI, but seeing as she is currently employed there, the female decided to get a degree in chemistry, you know, as a cover. College aside, Haley's mother passed away due to cancer when Hale was young. Since her mother's death, her father was left to raise his little princes who he called my "mafia princess." At the age of thirteen, her father staged his own death and took on the name of William Gates and started his criminal gang. He knew his daughter wanted to be in the FBI so he did his best to destroy all the links that could ever connect the two. Even though he's a criminal, what kind of man would throw away his life for the sake of his daughter? Not many. Haley never forgets this and does all she can to keep the FBI from catching her father and the rest of the Gates.
¬ Likes: Guns, wars, history, the color red, laughing, manipulating people, modeling, working out, running, and stuffed animals
¬ Dislikes: Elevators, escalators, unstable ground, and the color green
¬ My Dirt: Her father is the leader of Yozaka's infamous mafia group called the Gates. If anyone ever found out they were father and daughter (her record says her father died in a fatal car crash when she was thirteen) it would forever ruin her life. She would not only lose her job, but end up in prison for assisting in all her father's crimes.

♫ Favorite Songs: In the Dark • Bring Me to Life • The Good Life • Undead • Dear Agony
♫ Theme Song: I Am Only One

❥ Wavikz

[IMGRIGHT]http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a357/13Whatsername13/Katherine4-Cropped.png[/IMGRIGHT]❥ Isabelle Spicer
___❥ the serial killer

ηιcкηαмε: Belle or Izzie
gεηdεя: female
ρяεfεяεηcε: straight
αgε: twenty-one
εyε cσℓσя: dark amber
нαιя cσℓσя: dark brown
нειgнт/ωειgнт: stands about five foot six and weighs 120 pounds

» Location: 653 Devling Lane
» Job: senior at TRI-tech, going after a major in pre-med
» Degree: N/A
» Income: N/A

¬ Personality: Friendly, social, and not afraid to be quirky or odd, Belle is the calm and collected one. She's the one people usually rely on in stressful situations because she always seems to keep her cool, and realizes the rational solution to even complex problems. She likes knowing everything about everyone, and collects gossip, sometimes acting as an information broker. She has an uncanny ability to see people for who they really are, and because of this she is excellent at getting under people's skin when she wants to. She can also be manipulative, and though it's rare, hints of her hidden sadism can show.
¬ History: Belle grew up an only child in a somewhat normal, upper-middle class family. Her childhood wasn't out of the ordinary, and she was just your average growing girl, up until she was twelve. One day when she was walking home from school, taking the shortcut through the backstreets and alleys even though she was always warned not to, she was caught and cornered by an older man. He'd pinned her against the wall and laughed as he tried to rip her clothes from her. It was that moment that the true nature of the beast revealed itself. She'd always carried a pocketknife with her, and was pretty skilled at using it. She'd heard the man approaching her from behind, having had plenty of time to get away or scream for help... but she hadn't. As the man held her against the wall, she could have easily screamed then, or grabbed her knife, but she didn't. She whimpered, squirmed, acted scared... all the lure him in. When his guard was down, she pulled out the knife and slashed his face, then proceeded to stab him in the stomach until he fell over. He tried to grab at her, and she slashed his hand apart. He yelled and tried to get up, but before he could, she'd slashed across his throat, finally killing him in a bloody mess. When the police came, they ruled it as being self-defense. She'd never experienced such a rush in all her life; from that point on, she dreamed every day that another man may come and try to take her so that she could enjoy such a beautiful thrill.
¬ Likes: children, animals, beef jerky, granny smith apples, dinosaurs, monsters, spiders, gore/horror movies, comedy, parties, gossip, information, music, video games, costumes
¬ Dislikes: pigs, incompetent people, germs, dirt, cockroaches
¬ My Dirt: Belle is studying to become a surgeon so that she can work with cutting people open often. However, her blood-thirst isn't so easily quenched; she is a serial killer, preying on those who get in her way. She doesn't directly kill all her victims, however; she enjoys manipulating others into doing her dirty work for her, just as much as doing the kill herself.

♫ Favorite Songs: pretty much anything, she loves music
♫ Theme Song: I Can't Decide

❥ Aeryth

[IMGRIGHT]http://i351.photobucket.com/albums/q474/xXxEveHeartnetxXx/20050804003443_orange_hair_contrast.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]❥ Mika Johnson
___❥ the pregnant prom queen

ηιcкηαмε:Mika
gεηdεя:female
ρяεfεяεηcε:straight
αgε: Seventeen
εyε cσℓσя: light blue
нαιя cσℓσя: Orange
нειgнт/ωειgнт: She is five foot six and weighs about 100 pounds.

» Location: 343 Devling Lane
» Job: TRI-tech for nursing
» Degree: N/A
» Income: N/A

¬ Personality: Mika is very self conscious,about her outer look.She worries someone will know automatically she is pregnant.She is also shy,and sweet.She usually looks very sad.Her hair is usually covering her face.Mika is usually and can be a bit bossy when someone tries to boss her around.She can also get very mean if you get on her bad sad,mess with her friends or put her in a bad mood.
She can act a bit dramatic at times and could lash out if someone does get on her bad side.If someone were to lash out on her she would probably try choking that person or threaten that person with some kind of death wish.She isn't a killer but she can sure think like one when her bad side is shown.
¬ History: Mika was born into a rich family.She lived with both of her parents till she had one night she was kidnapped and accidentally gotten pregnant by the person who supposedly kidnapped her.She wasn't kidnapped for several days though.On that night it was someone she knew who had snuck her out of the house,drugged her and raped her pretty much.When she woke up when the drug wore off she woke up in her house.the next few days she had flashbacks of that night.When she fully remembered it she took a pregnancy and found out she was pregnant.Though she has no idea who the guy is that raped her since it was dark and she was drugged so she doesn't know who he is.Though when she told her parents they didn't believe her.They kicked her out of the house.
¬ Likes: She enjoys writing songs,stories and listening to music and interested in finding someone or some guy who would be nice to her and take care of her.
¬ Dislikes: Her parents,abuse,and anything to do with that night.
¬ My Dirt: She is pregnant and is keeping that a secret from anyone as long as she can.If she begins to get bigger she is thinking of dropping out of school and moving away.

♫ Favorite Songs: Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Starlight-Muse
Never wanted to dance-Mindless Self Indulgence
♫ Theme Song: This Hate,This love

❥ TheDesireMistress

[IMGRIGHT]http://www.unfittimes.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/michael-cera3.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]❥ Oliver Ray Paige
___❥ the untouchable

ηιcкηαмε: Oli or Ray
gεηdεя: Male
ρяεfεяεηcε: Straight
αgε: Twenty
εyε cσℓσя: Sky blue
нαιя cσℓσя: Dirty blonde
нειgнт/ωειgнт: 190lbs 5’9”

» Location: Koto
» Job: Senior at Devling School of Arts. Major: Musical Instruments Minor: Musical Arts
» Degree: N/A
» Income: N/A his parents send him money for college but that is all.

¬ Personality: Oliver is a very quiet person. He does not like to talk much, and tends to stay on the sidelines. He has his own ‘personal bubble’ and if you go inside of the bubble he will probably get frightened and run away. Oliver is not the type of person who will run up and give you a hug from behind, he is more of the person who would ask if he could give you a hug and then hug you or not come anywhere near you in the first place.
History: Oliver lived with his mother, dad, and his brother Damian for all of his life. His older brother always tortured him, but other then that, his life was perfectly normal. Yes, he did not get along with other kids at school, he had to see a therapist a few times, but other then that perfectly fine. Well that was what he thought. Oliver had convinced himself as a child that everyone was his friend and that everyone was a good human being. He learned that he was completely wrong when he hit high school.
In high school he was the school punching bag, luckily he had his brother to protect him, but if Damian was not there, Oliver might of died. After his junior year of high school, he went straight to college with his brother so that he would not have to be alone.
¬ Likes: Music, quiet people, any type of sugary treat, and being alone.
¬ Dislikes: Loud noises, the color pink, crowds of people, and dancing.
¬ My Dirt: Oliver has tried to kill himself once, last year. Nobody knows about it except his brother.

♫ Favorite Songs: Oliver likes all songs, except Hannah Montana and Lady Gaga.
♫ Theme Song: Hero: By Regina Spektor

❥ zovilove

[IMGRIGHT]http://resources2.news.com.au/images/2008/10/01/1111117/626578-dishy-simon-baker-meets-his-match.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]❥ Sevastian Pistol Gardern
___❥ the criminal profiler

ηιcкηαмε: Sevvy or Pistol
gεηdεя: male
ρяεfεяεηcε: straight
αgε: twenty six years under the belt
εyε cσℓσя: dreamy green eyes
нαιя cσℓσя: curly dirty blonde
нειgнт/ωειgнт: standing just under six feet and weighing close to one-hundred fifty

» Location: 377 Devling Lane
» Job: he works as a consultant where he profilescriminals for the police station in downtown Koto
» Degree: Psychology (DSL) and two years of law school (TRI-tech)
» Income: Close to 100k, but he doesn't get weekends off or the summer

¬ Personality: Sensitive, sweet, caring. Obnoxious, rude, rebellious, charming, and cocky. Tends to be a bit unrealistic at times and often makes things more dramatic then they need to be. He really enjoys flaunting his stuff and will often put himself in harms way just to prove a point. He's big-headed from time to time, but he's really just acting like this to get into the mind of others. If he can get under their skin, then he can find out there is to know about someone.
¬ History: Sevastian's extremely skilled when it comes to analyzing people and he knows it. Ever since he was a child, Sevastian was always great at reading people and could easily figure out whether someone was lying or speaking the truth. It wasn't because he was psychic, it's just that he's smart and knows how to play people. His parents were both geniuses and his mother just recently retired and moved south to Hloride. His father used to be a journalist, but was killed due to an extremely controversial article he wrote regarding the corrupt politician of Koto. As a child, Sevastian learned that the truth would eventually come out and that it only needed time and some deception before it came.
¬ Likes: Studying people, stalking people, talking, playing games, gambling, and dressing up.
¬ Dislikes: He hates elevators and throws a fit when he has to ride in them. Heights are not his friends. Sevastian tends to go hay-wire when he is forced to go out of his comfort zone.
¬ My Dirt: He steals money for the good tax payers to help with his gambling needs and he also loves to blackmail people into giving up their dirt on other people. He's a dirty man who is really just working to the betterment of mankind. He's more or less a bad good guy.

♫ Favorite Songs: Sevastian doesn't really listen to music. He prefers talk shows and news.
♫ Theme Song: Hollow

❥ Wavikz

[IMGRIGHT]http://raonsims.com/board/files/Hot%20Emo%20Boy.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]❥ Hunter Charles Arka
___❥ the emo

ηιcкηαмε: Harka
gεηdεя: Male
ρяεfεяεηcε: Gay
εyε cσℓσя: Brown
нαιя cσℓσя: Black
нειgнт/ωειgнт: 5ft 7' / 130lbs

» Location: 600 Devling Lane
» Job: N/A
» Degree: N/A
» Income: N/A

¬ Personality: Hunter has a kinda personality as he was made fun of most of his life. He was raised in a house hold were money was not a concern and continues to live a life style of the rich and famous. His parents pay for everything he does, and of yet has never worked a day in his life. He endured high school but then decided school was over rated he focused on things that made him happy. Hes a quite boy, and timid but is loyal and can be aggressive. Overly sensitive and bearing trust issues Hunter does his best to keep himself out of harms way.

Hunter spends most of his day spending money - and lots of it - carelessly throwing money around is how he plays the game of life. A hopeless romantic, he is easily embarrassed and has a hard time talking to cute guys. He tries to keep things between him and the girls, were gossiping and black mail becomes the name of the game. He is not above public bashing and advertisements on a blimp - he is social on outings but rarely do people associate with him in general.
¬ History: Hunter was raised in a household in which money was everything. Living with care givers his entire life he has an un-tamable search for his true love and severe trust issues - which lead him to be a strong proponent of chastity. He can be among the most loyal of friends, or the worst of enemies. Though his parents have probably forgot he existed, they leave him an un-checked bank account with untold fortunes.]
¬ Likes: Sappy Romance Scenes, a real gentleman, history, and desert.
¬ Dislikes: Being bossed around, treated like an idiot.
¬ My Dirt: Hunter's mother is a infamous con artist and even conned the government for a ridiculous amount of life insurance on the same man - several times. Using that money many investments were made - and all generations from their on in are guaranteed the good life. That is, as long as this all remains unknown.

♫ Favorite Songs: Anything Pop Related - Lady Gaga, Ke$ha, etc.
♫ Theme Song: [ x ]

❥ Smores

[IMGRIGHT]http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CWlDrGWgDjQ/TChrb04KMmI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/U7xGM2tZ-HY/s1600/hot+guy+SMOKE.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]❥ Bane Alexander Flamel and Kane Mathew Flamel
____❥ the twin lovers

ηιcкηαмε: neither of them have nicknames
gεηdεя: male
ρяεfεяεηcε: bi
αgε: twenty one
εyε cσℓσя: icy blue
нαιя cσℓσя: Black
нειgнт/ωειgнт: six feet even and one hundred and fifty-eight pounds

» Location: 666 Devling Lane
» Job: models
» Degree: N/A
» Income: ten thousand dollars a day

¬ Personality: it is hard to figure it out sine it changes a lot and they act a like also
¬ History: No one really knows their past since they keep it to them selves and well they seem to be extremely secretive.
¬ Likes: a lot
¬ Dislikes: spiders and other disgusting things
¬ My Dirt: we both are sons of famous jewel thieves that have never been caught and no one really knows who they are except for the sons.

♫ Favorite Songs: All We Are What's Your Fantasy Christmas in Hollywood Country Gramer Crazy Bitch
♫ Theme Song: Let Me Be Your Wings

❥ Ameika

[IMGRIGHT]http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x154/natsu_koori/Vampires/carolanne-1.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]❥ Novalee Samantha Feidt
___❥ the emo pyromaniac

ηιcкηαмε: Nova
gεηdεя: Female
ρяεfεяεηcε: Straight
αgε: Twenty-seven
εyε cσℓσя: Dark brown with an air of mystery in them
нαιя cσℓσя: Jet make like her soul
нειgнт/ωειgнт: She's five-foot-four and weighs one-hundred and twenty pounds.

» Location: Koto
» Job: Devling School of the Arts; Major- Animation; Minor- Graphic Design
» Degree: N/A
» Income: $20,000-90,000 a year

¬ Personality: Generally, she seems like a nice and kind girl who couldn't hurt a fly, but on the inside, she's a time bomb ready to blow. She likes to keep her emotions bottled up until she bursts, but you don't want be the one to have made her mad when she does. She will light you on fire. Literally.
¬ History: Her father killed her mother when he set their house on fire. She was supposed to burn alongside of her mother, but she escaped before the flames could engulf her. Her father saw it as a sign to teach her everything he knew about setting fires and not getting caught.
Ever since, she's been an arsenists for gangs and mafias who paid the fee she required. It's been a rewarding job, and so far she has not been caught. She's getting a little cocky with her fires, but hopefully that won't allow her to slip up.
¬ Likes: She enjoys learning about history and tornadoes. She likes to play with fire. Animals, the colour black, and gore are some of the other things she enjoys.
¬ Dislikes: She fears heights and complete darkness where she can't tell what objects or shadows are. She doesn't like people who think they are better than others and those who put others down to feel better about themselves.
¬ My Dirt: She was the arsenist at a bar in Seashore Town.

♫ Favorite Songs: Versailles-Zombie, D'espairsRay-Garnet,Disturbed-Asylum,Slipknot-Three Nil
♫ Theme Song: Megadeth-Sleepwalker

❥ flamethrower1391

[IMGRIGHT]http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h450/The-Dream-Seeker/Other%20Photography/NaturesInferno.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]❥ Illiana Corvenus
___❥ the bubbly child

ηιcкηαмε: Illy or simply Kid
gεηdεя: Female
ρяεfεяεηcε: Bi-Sexual
αgε: Twenty-Four
εyε cσℓσя: Bright green
нαιя cσℓσя: Short and Black
нειgнт/ωειgнт: A short four foot eight and a thin ninty-nine pounds

» Location: Seashore Town
» Job: Currently works at a small coffee shop in Koto but has a large sum from her Parents.
» Degree: Devling School of the Arts; Performing Arts and Music
» Income: 20,000-50,000 a year. I know, way more than a small time coffee waitress should be earning.

¬ Personality: She's what you would call complicated. She can be the most annoying, fussy, impatient and bitchy person you could ever meet but she can also be the most sweetest, caring, loving and most kind hearted soul you will ever meet. Beauty only gets you Attention, Personality gets you Hearts as she would say. She may not be the prettiest person around but as soon as you get to know her you will see the inner beauty that threatens to erupt like the temper she has.
¬ History: As far as Illiana's parents were concerned Money buys everything. Especially when they own most of the city's banks and most of the city's income. Growing up in a life of luxury wasn't Illiana's first choice, she'd much rather live in a small house with a small family that got through life with the simplest of tings. As she grew older she grew almost distant with her parents and would spend most of her time out in the streets where she experienced her first real brush with danger when a friend was stabbed and killed in front of her eyes. In Illiana's mind she ignored it and resorted to an almost childlike persona, not really facing her friend's death and her ever growing problematic relationships and disasters at home.
¬ Likes: Acting
Music
Singing
¬ Dislikes: Spiders (fear)
Bad food
Being alone (fear)
¬ My Dirt: She has a 'small' case of Dependent Personality Disorder and borderline Personality Disorder.

♫ Favorite Songs: Paramore- Misguided Ghosts
♫ Theme Song: Paramore - All I Wanted

❥ Sweet_serender159

This is the place to look for who's playing who as well as who might be MIA due to personal reasons. It will also state who has been removed from the roleplay due to the inability to follow the rules. This section also houses anything that might have been missed from before.

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Who's Who:

❥ Wavikz - Haley Crest and Sevastian Pistol Gardern
❥ Smores - Hunter Charles Arka
❥ flamethrower1391 - Novalee Samantha Feidt
❥ Ameika - Bane Alexander Flamel and Kane Mathew Flamel
❥ Sweet_serender159 - Illiana Corvenus
❥ Aeryth - Isabelle Spicer
❥ TheDesireMistress - Mika Johnson
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Places in Koto:

* City Map *
❥ DSA
❥ TRI-tech
❥ City Hall
❥ Hertz Auto Repair
❥ Carol Grotnes Belk Library
❥ Ace Theater
❥ Koto Police Station
❥ Fresh Foods Cafe
❥ Supermarket

People With Strikes:

sweet_serender159 - for not following rules [x2 strikes]

Starting Day Description

Season: Autumn
Month: October
Day: Thursday the 14th
Time: 9am
Weather: Shocking warm and sunny
Forecast: High of 80 and low of 73 by noon. Wind at 13 knots. Sunny to partially cloudy. A low of 67 at night.

**Note: Friday night is the homecoming dance for both the schools.

❥ Haley Crest
❥ the undercover agent

Sliding it over her lips, the cherry colored (and scented) lip-gloss was a false attempt to accent her insanely red-colored hair. A little mishap with a bleach-like chemical in the lab forever stained her once deep mahogany hair this bold and nearly blinding color. It truly was unique and it screamed everything but undercover agent. When actually at work in her little office space, Haley was forced to wear a blonde wig and teal colored contacts with purple-rimmed glasses. For the sake of her true identity, Haley used the pseudo-name of Jennifer Lynn. To make her true job be a complete success, Haley really didn't have much a choice but mask her true self. If a client caught her with bright red hair and wild yellow eyes, she would surely be exposed, which was something she refused to risk. But why? Well, Haley was working undercover and, in high hopes to expose a criminal on Devling Lane, she learned to befriend the important four girls. The five of them were secretly known as... the desperate girlfriends.

Reaching for her backpack, Haley strolled from her house and began her walk down the road. She had a car, but she rarely used it. Why waste money on gas when the other students of Devling Lane had to get to school? Clever as she was, Haley had, once again, left her misplaced her car keys. In other words, she just chose to say that she would carpool to save the Earth because in reality, she was a tad forgetful.

Hunter Charles Arka
The Emo

Hunter lazily rolled out of bed, nearly taking the alarm clock and lamp to the floor. In shock of this mishap he pulled himself off the ground, rubbing his eyes he smudged the eye-liner he had forgotten to remove last night. Black smudges of product now circled his eyes and draped over his hands as he made his way to the bathroom, avoiding the many white linens.

Half asleep, he stumbled into the door, rubbing his head he only spread the now disease like product. Using his wrist to turn on the water he rubbed vigilantly. The eye-liner he had used the night before rolled out of the shelf and into the sink, the words 'water proof' were clearly legible on the side.

After what seemed like hours of scrubbing was over, he got into the shower - instinctively reaching for the hot water tap as to not shock his body so early in the morning. Whilst he scrubbed his hair with a shampoo that smelled of spring flowers, he contemplated the events of this new day. Obviously an eye liner that does not portray war like properties would be a must. Hunter had also planned to get his piercings changed, as the ones he got several days before began to bore him.

Stepping out of the shower, water dripping down his body, he grabbed a towel off the rack and tied it around his waist. Headed back into his bed room the maid had already served up his breakfast with the days outfit. Dressing himself with the utmost precision he then ate half of his breakfast as he always did, and left the other half behind. Its a ritual of sorts, rarely did he ever eat both halves. Eating all of his breakfast was more of something he saved for a special occasion.

Walking down his extravagant staircase, dressed in what was the new clothes line - to be released in a month- he took his leave of his grand home. It was a warm day, at least warmer then others. This day would mark one of the many that Hunter would stroll the streets in search of the new comers. Greeting them was essential - making them aware that they were to be kind at all times - more so.

Novalee Feidt
Emo Pyromaniac

Novalee woke up when her alarm went off. She had pressed the snooze button too many times and now needed to hurry, get ready, and head to school. She couldn't afford to be later another day when she had so much to catch up on already. Getting up early was not her strong suit. Especially when she's up all night setting places on fire for gangs and mafias. Hopefully tonight she would have a break.

She sat up in her bed and wiped the sleep from her eyes. Today seemed like it was going to be a shorts and shirt day. She stretched as she yawned and got up. She walked over to her dresser, grabbed her clothes, and hurried into the bathroom. It only took her a few minutes to get dresses and apply a little eyeliner to make her look scary.

"I hope it's not going to be a long day. I need to get supplies and finish my overdue work." She grabbed her black backpack and keys, walked out the door of her dorm, and locked the door behind her. Not many others were in the halls this morning. There was one girl at the other end, looking out of the window. Novalee didn't really pay much attention to her. She pressed the button for the elevator and waited. It took seconds for the doors open and her to walk in. Another few seconds and she was on the first floor and headed toward the main campus building where most of her classes were.

Kane and Bane
The Twin Lovers

Kane and Bane were natrually at an early photo shoot, and all the girls that were watching seemed like they were head over heels in love with thier work. BAne was laying down as he blushed and looked slightly away from his twin, holdding him like a lover would as Kane was slightly laying on top of him and was close enough to kiss him as he was about to turn his twin's head so that he could.

A few more pictures of them were snapped before the shot was over, the twins had finally kissed in the last shot before the got up and walked towards the changing room, hand in hand. They quickly changed into thier normal outfits, matching each other exactly as they walked to thier mortcycles and speed off towards the college. They might not have talked at all to each other when they were alone but that was only because they grew up with each other and they could easily have a silent conversation together.

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❥ Sevastian Pistol Gardern
___❥ the criminal profiler

It was perhaps one of the last few remaining nice days of the year and Sevastian was already hating it. Called in at 4am in the morning to look over a dead woman's body was not his idea of a good day. The house was cleaned flawlessly, which meant the killer was obviously skilled and highly organized. Perhaps OCD, he thought to himself.

Looked down at the broken set of glasses, Sevastian smirked. There was but a hidden message with these he deduced. Why leave a pair of smashed frames on the floor when the rest of the house is spotless. It was just another message. Bending down, he blew lightly on the shattered glass to see a small smudge of a finger-print appear. "Well, you won't need my help. Your killer left a print. I'm out."

Grabbing his jacket, he exited the building. Digging for a pad of paper he had previously shoved in his pocket, Sevastian finally found it. Drawing it out, he jotted down a note and then tossed it in a nearby trash can. If he was right, which odds were that he was, the killer was still nearby and was hoping they would find the prints. So, to give the killer back a message, Sevastian wrote him a note: Don't think you can escape me. I know where you'll go next. It was a lie, but with his highly irrefutable reputation, Sevastian knew that the killer would fall victim to his lie.

As he came to the little coffee shop on the corner of Hill and Brownie, Sevastian smiled up at the clouds. Today is a good day after all. Stepping into the quaint shop, he ordered something different. It was just his way of keeping any enemies on their toes. If he fell into a pattern, they would surely be able to peg him for something. But the fact that what he ordered was purely random, it would be impossible for anyone to second-guess the blonde. He was good. Almost too good.

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This post includes Novalee Feidt and Hunter Charles Arka:
Maneuvering her way down the sidewalk, she came across the emo guy who she had bumping into a lot lately. "Hey, you. Ummm. Hello! EMO DUDE!" Jogging after him, she grabbed his shirt, which practically sent them both flying backwards. "Whoa!" Falling into his arms, Haley looked up at him with wide eyes. "My hero!" Rubbing her nose into his chest, the red head shot a look at the people who were staring from across the road. "Oh go gawk at someone else you losers."

Her eyes rolled as she took a sure step back. "The name's Haley. Welcome to the street. I know, I failed miserably at meeting you sooner, but you know, school is a bitch." Laughing, the female tugged out her cell phone. Smiling, her hands slid across the screen to text her friend Nova a message. Hey biotch. How's life going for you? I totally just ran into a hottie. Maybe I'll get his number for later.

Putting her phone away, Haley locked arms with the male. "So where are you off to? School?" Blinking her eyes, she let a cheesy grin come across her smooth face.

Hunter felt a hand on the back of his shirt, but before he could react or say anything his body was yanked backwards. The fiery red head, who seemed to lack knowledge on personal space, had fallen into his arms proclaiming him 'her hero.' Before Hunter could explain he caught her simply because she fell into him she started rubbing her nose into his chest. Suddenly she turned her head to some people across the street , screaming at them as follows. "Oh go gawk someone else you losers."

Hunter laughed, this girl had a lot of energy and it was really refreshing but at the same time she was so close to him physically that it was kind of embarrassing. A wave of blush ran over his face, but it quickly washed away. Hunter smiled at her as she took a step back, leaving the embrace of his arms. He kind of liked having her close, it made him feel less lonely, though, it was still embarrassing.

The girl introduced herself as Haley, a solid name for the fiery red head. He laughed at her comment regarding school - a place he had not been to since he graduated high school and had no recent plans to return too. He managed to sneak out a few words before she could run full throttle into him again, or yell at some strangers. "I'm Hunter. Hunter Arka. The middle name is cliche, very eighteen hundreds." Hunter laughed a little and then smiled, he realized it must have been this girl to have referred to him as some emo on the street. Well, emo dude to be exact.

Hunter watched as she pulled out her cellphone, fingers moving fast as lightning and as quickly as she had brought out her phone did she send a seemingly long message. Hunter smirked, at least she knows about technology - it is a main redeeming quality.

Hunter turned to the direction of the school for a moment before looking back at Haley. "Oh no. School is a waste of my time." Hunter laughed, that was the same story he had told his mother when he planned to drop out. She took it well. "You are headed to school I would guess?" Hunter glanced over her, it was more then obvious she was headed for school. "If you want to skip school - I'm going for a stroll." Hunter smiled and laughed, looking down at their linked arms. "Seems we are going together then." Hunter laughed again, before turning his attention back to her. "I guess I could walk you too school or something."

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❥ Isabelle Spicer
___❥ the serial killer

Isabelle leaned against the island counter in her kitchen, slowly and ever so quietly exhaling. On the surface before her sat a lightly crumpled piece of paper with a couple of faint stains on the edges and a message scribbled onto it. The message was short, but it sure was a kicker: "Don't think you can escape me. I know where you'll go next."

No, she told herself with a low growl, her eyes narrowing slightly as she glared at the note, that's impossible. There's no way he can know something like that. Her fingertips lightly traced the length of a steak knife's handle as she thought. However, this guy, some hotshot profiler, had a pretty intimidating reputation. Or, at least it was intimidating to the likes of her. What if it was true? The very idea caused her fingers to wrap around the handle with a fiery grip. Could she comfortably gamble on such a risk? "Dammit!" In a mere second, the blade was withdrawn from its wooden block and thrust into the countertop, the knife's tip digging into the exact center of the paper. If she were to get caught, she could possibly be connected to her string of victims in its entirety. With something like that, it didn't matter how good a lawyer you were able to afford; it was a one-way road to becoming really good friends with Ol' Sparky.

Taking another breath, she calmed her darkness, and unwedged the blade from the wooden surface to place it back with its cutlery brethren. Moving the paper, she examined the small knick left by the knife's tip in the countertop as she pouted her lower lip. "Whoops." Glancing up, she reached for the bowl of fruit and sat it on top of the mark, then smirked with a chuckle. "Problem solved~!" She stood for a moment, wondering where she could go to get that mark fixed - things like that bugged her. As her gaze drifted over in thought, they passed the clock on the microwave. When the time registered in her mind, she snapped back into reality. "Oh! I've got class in an hour! Ughhhh~ damn you, Organic Chemistry." Already back into the role of a senior college student, she groaned and left the kitchen to go and collect her books before running out the door, stopping for a moment to lock up, then quickly to her car. She normally preferred walking to campus, but with such a crunch on time, she didn't want to risk it. She disliked gambling when it came to serious matters - her survival as a predator, and as a successful student, depended on her decisions being based on solid rationality.

As she left the neighborhood, she saw Haley walking along the sidewalk with a male she was unfamiliar with. As she passed them, she honked her horn playfully and smiled, giving a girly finger-wiggling wave. Perhaps you could say she was a monster, because of her frowned-upon hobby, but she was a very social and friendly one.

When the car horn startled her, Haley hissed as she friend drove by. "GET BACK HERE WHORE!" Screaming down the road, she practically dragged the poor emo guy's arm out of its socket. When the car finally stopped, Haley shoved Hunter in and strapped herself in with him. "Off to school! And, seeing as I don't have class until around... noon, we can walk around campus. Oh, by the way, Issy, this is Hunter. Hunter this is my bestie Isabella."

Tossing her ruffled red hair back over her shoulders, Haley bobbed her head to the music that she turned up. "Give me your eyes for just one second. Give me your eyes so I can see everything that I keep missing. Give me your love for humanity. Give me your arms for the broken hearted..." dancing and beat-bopping about, Haley continued singing Brandon Heath's song.

Her voice was flawless. Out of her friends, Haley was known as the singer. Isabella was the doctor. Mika was the gossip queen. The three girls were close and had a lot of interesting memories and stories to share.

Smiling, Haley cuddled up next to Hunter. "So what's this old fashioned middle name of yours? William? Sebastian? Lawrence? Donald? Ha ha!" Nose wrinkling as she laughed, the red head threw her hands in the air. "Ugh, I love life!"

The twins speed through the town and down Devling Lane, skidding to a stop outside thier house as Bane quickly bounded in and out, locking the door behind him as he tossed Kane his school bag, soon they were off again before comming to a stop next to Haley and Hunter, they didn't know them persay but they were always interested in couples, a seductive grin came across both the males' faces as they looked at ech other before looking back at the couple.

"Such a shame. A handsome man being tied down to one person and to a lovely girl at that." Kane said loud enough for them to hear as the followed thim, they both chuckled as thier eyes still stayed on them, after all it wasn't often that people on Devling Lane were a couple.

"Very much a shame. Do you suppose they need a lift to a college?" Bane said as he winked at them, chuckling as he moved forward with his twin, it was hard to figure out which one was which, there was a slight difference to thier voice but even that was hard to figure out, he soon stopped completely as he looked at them and smiled, Kane right next to him as they continued to be slightly messed up in the head as they openly implied that there was more going on between them.

"Doesn't look like it." Kane said as he grinned as he stopped holding his brother's hand and fingering it as he speed off towards the Art College with Bane not to far behind him as the rode.

[ hi everyone sorry my post is taking a while im a bit stuck on how to start it]

Her classes were excrusiatingly (sp?) long today which was odd seeing as she loved all her classes. They usually went by quickly which she hated more than anything. It always seemed like she couldn't get anything done. Today, for some reason, she couldn't wait for class to end. She wanted to get out of there more than anything, but time seemed to stand still.

At the end of her classes, she walked back to her dorm and flopped onto the bed with her shoes on and her bag slung across her chest. She laid there for what seemed like five minutes before looking up at her alarm clock. "Gah! Why is today taking so long? I just want to leave and head to a club with my pals." She buried her face in her sheets again.

{Hi ya'll! sorry I'm taking soo long I'm not sure how to bring Illiana into the story.. any ideas?}

[Sweet:your character and my character could be walking together since im not sure how to add my character into the story either.]

((umm have her run into the twins or flag them down for a ride? both of you could :)))

{OKay we could do that Desire! we'll try and pick up the twins >.< (yes I know probs wont go for her but she can try LOL maybe she needs a lttle rejection ahahha}

((lol they are bi love loland whos knows lol))

[sweet:Yays.the twins could also spot yours and my character..?]