Edited: Thanks to the lovely Lilith W. I've fixed the coding so the lettering isn't so big and obnoxious XD

Edit 2: Please keep in ind your character doesn't HAVE to fall for the one listed, they could start to, and if one of the other characters appeals to them more later on, you can easily switch it up. You don't have to stick to the guidelines of who everyone falls for, so long as some issues come up!

CLOSED for applications. Open for posting by ACCEPTED profiles ONLY.

-This idea was thought up by the lovely Karmama (Gaia). Who started this roleplay a few months ago and it died out. She's kindly given me permission to use it here and see if I have better luck. Please message me with any questions you have! If enough people request, we can get an OOC thread going in the chatterbox.-

Karmamas profile: Viewing Karmama237's profile | Gaia Profiles v1 | Gaia Online



OOC thread: ▪ т ω ⅱ s т ə ∂ ✗ я ɐ ⅱи ɓ ღ ω s: OOC

Please read ALL POSTS BEFORE APPLYING/POSTING. <3

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The Basics

RED – Everything about him is fierce. To some he may be too much with his extreme desire for adventure and control. He has a quick temper and a fighting personality. However he also has a very powerful and passionate heart and has a tendency to be way over-protective and a little possessive, especially when it comes to Black. He grew up with her and has always been her boyfriend; however his heart really belongs to Blue, who is with his best friend, Orange. Will he be willing to risk his friendship and break Black’s heart in order to fill his own?

PINK – Has always been a little awkward in social situations. Although people tend to avoid him in public places, many go to him for his exceptionally wise advice. He seems to hold the secrets of the town, but never tells a soul. It’s his honesty and loyalty that brought him and White together. It was his advice that brought White and Yellow together, but the truth is he has always had a crush on her himself. Will he be able to keep his jealousy of his best friend under control? He is so easy going and relaxed that many wonder how he ever ended up being Purple’s boyfriend. He doesn’t really remember how it happened, and he often questions what he got himself into. Will he be willing to keep listening to all those secrets and giving away advice, or will it continue to turn around and tear him apart from the inside out?

WHITE – Life has always been good for him— whether he likes it or not. He has the good looks, the money, the loyal friend Pink, and the most beautiful girl, Yellow. His parents are always pressuring him to be the best. Not his best, but the best. His parents seem to feel that the more stuff they have than everyone else, the better they are than everyone else. Up until recently he hasn't questioned their ways too much. But lately he has been longing for something new, something exciting, and out of ordinary to happen to him instead of the plain, everyday routines. He can’t help but wonder what goes on behind Black’s dark eyes. He believes if he actually built up his courage to stand up against Red, he could discover a happier Black. Is he willing to loose everything he has ever known in order to try and find the light within Her?

ORANGE – Thrives on the adrenaline rush and thrill he gets from doing crazy stunts. If you tell him to jump off a bridge, he would take it as a challenge and do it. Unlike Red , he likes to be wild and out of control. Recently though he feels as if Blue is holding him back. In fact it seems that whenever they are together they end up fighting. Luckily for him though she always ends up giving in, so his day is never completely ruined.

BLUE – Mistakenly seems like the shy girl next door when you first meet her, but later on when you get to know the real her she is just as outgoing and playful as they come. However her calm passiveness and sensitivity makes her cautious when it comes to all the dangerous things Orange
likes to do. Their personalities clash and she sometimes feels as if the only reason she some how got mixed up with him was her talkative mouth giving him the wrong impression at the wrong time. He is either going to make her or break her, and at this rate it seems it's leaning toward the latter. Will she find a way out of this damaging relationship? Or will it only continue to get worse?

YELLOW - is either a person you really love or hate, there is simply no middle ground. Her happiness and energy is either contagious or gets on your nerves. She has a tendency to be a bit clueless to others sensitivities and problems. Unfortunately part of her isn't sure if she is with White because she feels something for him or his money and good looks.However she doesn't question how she feels about Pink, but she has a problem for always trying to go with the most 'popular' thing to do. Telling Pink how she really feels about him is just about the least popular option she could make. Is she willing to change the way she has always been, or will she stick with her same old ways?

BLACK - Just barely manages to take one day at a time, and she manages to do it mostly alone. Everyone knows that she had quite a troubled past, but only Red knows the true, tragic details of it. Sometimes the fact that he knows so much irritates the hell out of her, but other times it feels good to have a strong, sturdy shoulder to lean on. The thing about Black is she loves to be in big crowds of people like the ones Red and Orange always drag her to every weekend for a couple of reasons. The first is because it makes her realize just how different she really is, the second reason is because it makes her feel normal for once, standing or dancing just like everybody else in that same crowd.

GREEN - Never seems to fit in when it comes to humanity. Some mistake her for being a nerd, but she doesn't do the whole math and science thing. Instead she prefers to be in the great outdoors with all the wild animals, watching and observing the world going on around her. She is even more threatening thanPink, knowing sharing some of the secrets she gets out of the town simply by paying attention and having a good memory. Now Green tends to let her jealousy of everyone else get to her, and is willing to dig up dirt on everyone to try and mix things up. Especially when it comes to her brother's girlfriend, and her best friend's boyfriend.

PURPLE – Never knows when to throw in the towel. She is incredibly stubborn and determined.Pinksaved purple from herself in a life or death situation before, and ever since she's been using her love in order to try and "repay" him. She believes that by being in a relationship with the socially retarded boy , she'll be able to some what make it up to him. But lately, she's been faltering in her system because she realized that she really wants to be with another, one she feels she can't have. She goes out of her way doing everything she can to make Orange notice her. Will she be willing to give up using her love as payment in order to take things to further extremes for a guy just as adventurous as her?




WE MUST HAVE MOST CHARACTERS BEFORE IT IS OPEN (one or two missing, we can either make something up for the story about where they are, or just wait a bit until we include them)

RED
Taken By: Mad Hatters Revenge

ORANGE
Taken by: Wavikz

YELLOW
Taken by: Wavikz

GREEN
(Taken by: Mad Hatters Revenge)

BLUE
(Taken By: Lilith W.)

PURPLE
Taken by: Eiiri

PINK
Taken by: Roka

BLACK
Taken by:CottonCandy Raccoon

WHITE
Taken by: Eiiri

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Now For The Fun Stuff!


My word is law. If there's a conflict, I will decide a solution if one can't be decided peacefully amongst the other members. I have the right to ask you to give up your character if I feel like you're not putting forth as much effort as the rest of us and it's dragging the role play down.

I have the right to turn down applications. Applying doesn't mean you get the character, it means you have a fairly good chance. Be polite, if you're rude to me, I don't care how good your character is, I won't accept it. (I don't think anyone here is rude but you never know >.>). This is suppose to be FUN. DON'T RUIN IT FOR OTHERS. (As in, don't insult someones character out of character, don't try to pressure someone into doing what you want them to do out of character ect.)

If you're discussing a plot line between your characters, SEND ME YOUR CONVERSATION. I want a PM from all parties involved in the discussion, confirming that "I talked to blah blah blah and we decided that such and such character should do this while such and such character will do this."
I just want the PMS so if a problem about it rises up later, I can go back and see what was agreed and such. If you DON'T want to send me a million pms, you can discuss it in the OOC thread (which will be in the chatterbox. I'll post a link.)

TRY to post at least once every two or three days. Especially when we're waiting on your character. If you have to leave for a week, we can wait. If you need to be gone longer, we will discuss what to do with your character.


PM along with the color of the character you are applying for. Now Pay Close Attention. I want at least three-five meaty paragraphs per post. More than that is wonderful as long as you don't go over the top.

I want you to get into your characters head. Do they think about what they say before they say it, or after? Are their thoughts more optimistic or pessimistic? Catch the little details and be descriptive! So, you can post at least once a day unless something has come up and you have not only PMed me, but everyone else as well. Oh, and follow all TOS and use your common sense here.

You must include at least one picture of your character but no more than three. I don't care what size they are, but if you picture ends up taking up more space than your writing then that's a problem. I do not want ANY anime or overused celebrities whether online or not. Nothing too scene, emo, over-the-top cutsie or anything like that. I personally think that non-well-known people make your character seem that much more original and interesting. Nicknames and/or quotes and/or whatever would also be good ideas to decorate, but again don't make it look messy. Not only will it take away from your writing but it annoys me and many others.Bold and colour your "speech", italicize and colour your thoughts. You need to use the color of your character as your posting color. (Yellow and Pink feel free to adjust the shade to not kill our eyes) Just try and keep things consistent, okay?

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P R O F I L E ✗ S K E L E T O N

» HERE | IS-AN | EXAMPLE «
You're killing the happy. Don't kill the Happy.

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  × 16
  × Female
  × Grey

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Better In Time - Leona Lewis

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UsErNaMe

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» F I R S T | M I D D L E | L A S T «
a catchy phrase or quote here with picture links if you want
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× nicknames
× age 16-21 please! You may be a bit older or younger if you really want to though.
× gender
×  Color

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]Personality--At least ten sentences
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biography; at least three beefy paragraphs, please. first person

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Characters "favorite song"
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 username.

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» Torrance | Kaleb | Namara «
"To Hell With It."

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• × Torrance, Torr, TK (my sister only)
  x 21
  x Male
  x Red
  

i D0N'T ACT MY AG3 ←
What a dumb question. It has too many answers if you ask me, nothing’s right or wrong. That annoys me. Oh, I guess that’d be a part of my personality. I don’t like people who are indecisive; at times I can be a hypocrite about it too. I’m not the kind of person who’ll sit back and become completely opinion less, I know what I think and I won’t shy away from saying so. I don’t understand why people get nervous either, it might be just my genes but I’m confident with myself and I honestly find getting nervous hindering, pretty much its plain dumb. What’s the worst that could possibly happen? I don’t put my life on halt if something goes wrong. Hell, my life’s been screwed over a few times and I’m still here.

→ MY LiF3 ST0RY THU5 FAR
Wow, there’s a lot to say about my life. My mom and dad were pretty shitty parents; I had to grow up too soon, if you ask me. That’s why I’m kind of relishing in what I have right now, where I can be a bit childish and a dick sometimes and I won’t have to really worry about anything… I’m not to the point where I have dual personalities, but I behave pretty differently around certain people. All my life I had to be the responsible one, hiding cash from my parents to keep them from spending it all and taking care of my sister… When I’m around by best friend, it seems to just convert back to being the one with logic. Sometimes I want to do dumb things too, y’now?

Oh… You want to know about my parents? Well, let’s just say that they let money slip out of their fingers like sand. It’s amazing that they managed to keep us as long as they did. My mom spoiled us rotten; it took me a while to even realize that the money she was spending on us didn’t exist. At first, my dad had to work his ass off to pay the bills she gathered up and after a while, he just gave up, sinking into a depression which included alcohol and gambling. He’d always promise us to come back with more money than he left with… but you can only imagine how that went.

As I grew up, I realized how badly we needed cash. With a negative money flow, it was only a matter of time. When I turned sixteen, I tried my best to pay off as much as I could with them but the more money I came in with, the laxer they became and their habits would just reappear. My mom would go buy my sister that cute dress she’d never wear… So I needed to cut them off. Every time I look back on it, I feel guilty. I lied to my parents and told them I was fired from my job and that I couldn’t find any more work. Instead, I found a better paying job and just told them I was always at the gym, working on kick-boxing. Some of the time it was true, but as I neared eighteen, I spent most of the daylight hours working and then going to the gym to work on boxing.

It was cruel of me, but on my eighteenth birthday, while my parents were lighting the cake, I told them I was taking Lillith and leaving them. At first, they were more than pissed. There was a point I looked for lawyer but after my parents heard about my actions; they immediately sensed how serious I was. They let me take Lillith and live in an apartment. I told them not to send any money to us, just work on getting out of debt. It’s been so long since then and I haven’t heard from them in years. I know I said what I did… but I didn’t want them out of my life completely…

THiS G3TS M3 THR0UGH TH3 DAY ←
Stricken by Disturbed

→MY PUPP3T33R ←
Mad Hatters Revenge

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» Nicholas | Allen | Fusion | «
"Don't worry about me and I won't worry about you."
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× Nick, Nicky, and Nicker Wicker
× seventeen years young
× male
× orange

i D0N'T ACT MY AG3 ←

Even though I dress in the Gothic/Emo attire, I'm not really that type of person. I'm just like everyone else, only not. So what if I'm a bit angsty and aggressive at times? I am shockingly rational, understanding, and emotional. So it all balances out in the end. I understand my human limits and I'm fairly open. Intelligent, clever, deceptive, and manipulative, are words to describe me, too. But that comes with the territory. One has to be somewhat dark if he is willing to push his life to the extremes, right? All and all, I like to have fun, rebel against the rules, play my music loud, and live my life to the fullest.


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I grew up an orphan with my elder brother Deks. Our sister Jenni died shortly after mamster (mother) passed away due to leukemia. Pops (dad) was heartbroken and eventually took his own life when he stepped before a semi to save my life (I still call it suicide because I was nowhere near the truck). Deks and I spent the next ten years parent-less, but Deks wasn't about to let that stop us.

Being five years older than I, Deks did his best to provide for... well, me. I was the "emotionally scarred brother." I was the definition of emo. I was a cutter, a loner, and a complete mess. Okay, so let me back track and say "cutter." I didn't actually cut, but I thought about it.

Anyways, my life would forever change yet again. My brother was killed by a group of thugs. I knew I had bad luck, but damn, I was royally F*CKED! The last person in my life was taken right out from under me. I literally couldn't do anything. I just watched him like the coward I was. I was defenseless, but, there on his deathbed, I made myself a promise (I should add I also promised to stop being emo... but I still love the look, so I kept that aspect up).

Deks always wanted to see the world and loved adrenaline rushes. I decided to keep his dream alive by living out that thrill ride for him. Granted, I'm not a fan of some of these "near death" experiences. But at least I can tell my brother when I meet him in Heaven that I did him proud. Well, if I were going to Heaven I'd tell him that... guess I'll send him a postcard from Hell. Yeah, I'm going to Hell. I don't want to, but I know it'll happen. X marks the Sin. That X is on my heart and soul....

THiS G3TS M3 THR0UGH TH3 DAY ←
I Am Only One by We Are The Fallen

→ MY PUPP3T33R ←
Wavikz

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» Carrie | Sherilyn | Lovellette «
"Chipper. Best. Word. EVER!"
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× Carrie, Car-Car, CC, Love, and Kirei (Pretty in Japanese)
× eighteen
× female
× yellow

i D0N'T ACT MY AG3 ←
Whoop-da-whoop! I'm a bit of a klutz and I'm the world's biggest tease. I flaunt my stuff like I'm the best (which I am). But don't let me ego burn you because if you went beneath the make-up and into my soul, you'd see I'm really just an innocent angel who's got the devil in a chock-hold. I'm unique and original and very competitive. I like to be a perfectionist, but sometimes my mind gets in my way. I'm one of those girls that has the words Drama Queen stamped on my forehead. Take me for who I am or... wait, no, you have to take me or I'll kill off all 'dem other whores. Ha ha ha. But seriously, I looooooove to laugh, smile, and have a good time. I'm just a bouncing, ball of sunshine... with a big mouth. Oh, oh, oh! Does this count as annoying? Teeheehee <3

→ MY LiF3 ST0RY THU5 FAR

Not really sure where to start. I'm feeling the beginning would be best, right? Okay, so I was brought to my parents via stork mail and they were like - OMG a cute lil' baby. So they kept me, raised me, and watched me grow up. Mom pampered me with love and literally raised me to be a clone of her. Okay, so I wanted to be a mini her, but I just wasn't cut out for it. I was just too... chipper.

Anyways, high school suckkkkked! My friends all left me and I decided I had one of two choices to make. 1 - go be emo and cry myself to sleep. 2 - get happy and learn to forgive and forget. I picked the latter, obviously! So I continued to pursue my destiny of being the bubbly blonde that everyone loves. Yeah, no one loves me. Okay, my sickkkkk college friends do, and they are my whole freaking world.

Oh, so I'm not going to school for acting. It sounded like a smart move, right? Well, I ended up getting picked to be a model for a photo friend of mine, which has really cut into my classes. I'm just a part-time student now, but I have a full-time, money makin' career. Jealous? You should be, I've been on the front of a few magazines! I believe a TV interview is coming up, too. Teeheehe-oof! Heh, I fell. Erm, DAMN YOU GRAVITY! Uhhh. Yeah, bio over. <3

THiS G3TS M3 THR0UGH TH3 DAY ←
Core Of My Addiction by Fireflight

→ MY PUPP3T33R ←
Wavikz

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» Lillith | Marie | Nam«ara
"He looked adorable, and if I'd had a gun I would have shot him on the spot"

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• × Puppy, Lilly
  × 20
  × Female
  × Green
  

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My only sibling is a boy , don't expect me to act very ladylike.
Animals fix -everything-. Dogs are my favorite.
I hate being stuck inside, the outside is my nicotine.
I'm a photographer.
I'm good at digging up secrets, my jealous habits tend to make me reveal those secrets when it will ruin someone.
Secretly I'm a hopeless romantic. Tell anyone and I'll beat your face in.
I bite...no really, I do.
I go to college in New York.
I'm loud when I get drunk, I kind of like to party.
I love singing and dancing, especially when no ones around.
I'm bluntly honest and won't lie, even to save my own ass.
Quick tempers kind of run in my family.
If I don't hate your guts...or a few times even if I do, I'll lend a hand if you ask for it.
Don't ask for help if you want sugary lies to make you feel better.
Tackle me, I like to fight and wrestle around.

→ MY LiF3 ST0RY THU5 FAR
My story? Well there are no sad stories to tell really. I mean it wasn't really all that happy, but compared to a lot of kids, I was lucky.
My only sibling is my brother, we are really close, that's what happens when you're only sibling ends up taking care of you for most of your life. I'm not a fan of his girlfriend, but then again I've been told I don't get along with girls all that well. Mom and dad were hopping for a typical girl, one who wanted to grow up to be famous, run around in dresses and wore make up when she became a teenager. At 16 I was still rolling around in the mud trying to catch frogs, and they loved me just the same. Middle school and high school passed like a distant dream, I had few boyfriends, apparently I was great at destroying relationships, not keeping them. I got my first camera as a birthday present my freshmen year, and I never put it down. So when it came time to decide to go to college, I went for photography. Who knows, maybe letting everyone see the world through my eyes will make them understand me better. Probably not, but deep down I have a lot more hope then I let on.

So growing up was slightly hectic, my brother was so busy taking care of me and trying to keep my parents in line, that I really didn't have anyone telling me what I shouldn't be doing. I mean he looked out for me and warned me about a few people, certain drugs all that normal stuff, but I wasn't much of a party goer in those days. I had free time to wander around outside, keep all sorts of random animals I found, so long as I stayed out of trouble, I could do as I pleased. To kill time, I started to read, a lot. I never go anywhere without a book in my bag or my notebook. In that notebook I write down -every- quote I like. From books, movies, songs, anything. I have to go back and re-read books I loved before I started keeping the notebook. I love comic books too, and have been told that for a girl, I'm not too shabby at video games or card games.(I have a box full of Magic cards under my bed, when I'm feeling bummed I go find someone to play with.)

My life today? I'm heading home for my summer vacation. I spent my last few weeks of school in Germany, which meant falling out of touch with everyone back home except for my e-mails to brother. He passed messages on to my best friend , but no cell phone and so much to do, I just didn't have time to worry about keeping everyone updated. Horrible of me, but they'll either get over it, or I'll buy a new pet. My social skills need a bit of work I guess, oh well. I'm excited to see my family's reaction to me being home, I normally kept my hair short, always above my shoulders. At school I let it grow out, it's now pretty long and I wear contacts instead of my glasses. I've got a tattoo...don't tell my brother, he's going to find out at some point on his own, and I'm still not sure what he'll think. Or what any of my friends will think really.

Speaking of pets, I currently own a bearded dragon from the end of his nose, to the tip of his tail, he's about 9 inches long and I call him Jack. Houdini is my 3 foot long ball python My newest addition to this collection, is my new kitten Shadow.

THiS G3TS M3 THR0UGH TH3 DAY ←
"Your Guardian Angel" by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

→MY PUPP3T33R ←
Mad Hatters Revenge

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"How many jumps is too many?"
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× Care Bear
× 21
× Female
× Blue


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I like make friends but it takes me a bit longer then most.
I'm a writer, mostly fiction.
I'm almost always nervous when with my boyfriend. Though that could be from all the stupid things he does.
I am currently in college for writing and English.
I have strong opinions and will argue for them but when it comes to my boyfriend I always back down.
I constantly think of leaving my boyfriend but I secretly fear losing him and having no one.
I love my friends and will do anything for them.
I have never been in a fight.
I have a horrible fear of heights that I've told no one about.
I've secretly been taking self defense classes at school. I've been telling everyone it is another English class.

→ MY LiF3 ST0RY THU5 FARWell, my father is no longer around. Before he left he used to love to tell me that their lives were perfect and then my mother had me. Mother tells me he was always a pig. Anyways, he used to hit mother but she always protected me. When I turned five father came home drunk like usual but I made a mistake. I ran up to him and gave him a hug. I thought he had remembered my birthday but I was wrong. He knocked me away from him. My mother came to help me but he knocked her away. He beat us both but after a bit he passed out. Mother grabbed me and some of our things and we left. Last time I heard father was in jail after beating his second wife. Mother is much happier now. She even remarried a couple years later. My new father is a great person.

My step-father is a big wig at some factory and makes a lot. It makes my mother really happy since she can stay home and take care of the house. After he came into our lives everything was really good. I went to the best schools and finally got to be a kid. But the scars were still there. I still get a little jumpy around new people.

I was able to go to lots of camps. I found out a lot about myself at them. I found that I love to cook and that I'm good at it. That I love music even though I can't sing or play an insterment. And that I love writing. When I got older I used these things to my advantage. I cook and bake to make money and to smooth the way with friends. I love to go clubing. I managed to get a scholarship to college with my writing. Things worked out pretty well huh?

For a long time I was scared of getting into a relationship. That in turn made it so that no guy would want to date me. Over time I made male friends and he happened to be one of them. I started to loosen up and be more friendly around him. I guess I said something one day and the next he asked me out and we were dating. I still don't know what I said. I do really care for him but sometimes he really makes me angry. Just a month ago a friend dared him to go sky diving and of course he took the bet. He couldn't go alone though and he forced me to go with him. I've had horrible nightmares ever since. It's a good thing I don't live at home anymore. It would be hard to explain the screaming.

THiS G3TS M3 THR0UGH TH3 DAY ←
"Too Much Time On My Hands" by the Styx
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Lilith W

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» Nikke | Rue | LaSalle «
"How far is too far? Easy, its never too far."
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I like things to be big, loud, and fast.
I am always listening to music of some sort and always have my iPod within arms reach.
I have a self-destructive personality, though I just call myself adventurous.
I secretly resent my parents for not being around.
I hate being alone.
I hate the sound of silence.
I will not do anything that I do not want to do.
I have broken half the bones in my body at one point or another in my life.
I might be falling for someone who is not my boyfriend.
My biggest fear is to never fall in love and being alone.

→ MY LiF3 ST0RY THU5 FAR
What is there to say? I had a fairly normal childhood, I guess. I am an only child with workaholic parents, who might have left me alone too often. While I did have nannies and the like, what I really wanted was my parents’ attention. This lead me to start “acting out” as they liked to call it. All that really happened was I got hurt a lot in playing around doing dangerous things trying to get their attention. This got my parents into trouble, as the cuts and bruises led teachers and administrators to believe I was being abused. My parents did try to start paying a bit more attention to me after this point, though my behavior did not change, I enjoyed it too much.

Once I got older, my parents went back to their old ways and began to be gone for even longer periods of time. I overheard them one time and heard that they found me annoying in my desire for their attention. I turned to music and began to ignore them when they were home. I began partying and staying out of the house. This is where my fear of never being loved stemmed from.

As I got older, I started to do things that were more and more daring as I liked to call it. Others called them dangerous, but you only live once, right? Well, one time, even I admit that I might have taken it too far. I can honestly say that I was showing off for my friends, climbing up a tree to get to the roof of the school. I almost made the jump, but ended up being short. I did my best to climb up the side of the building, but the building was too smooth for me to get a good grip. That’s when he pulled me up, saving me. I am eternally grateful to him for this.

Everyone was talking about how he saved me and how romantic it was. So I asked him out and we have been together ever since. Honestly, I’m not sure if it is because of what others said that I asked him out. I do have feelings for him, but I might like someone more. The only thing stopping me is my fear of rejection by the other guy, leaving me alone. I keep acting out to get him to notice me, but it might not be working.

THiS G3TS M3 THR0UGH TH3 DAY ←
"If I Had You" Adam Lambert

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» Simon | Zhou | Liu «

"Wise men don't need advice. Fools won't take it."

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I'm a quiet, all-knowing type of guy, but I'm sure you knew that already. I'm also the sweet and friendly guy that's there for you when you need him, and the best friend that will tell you the truth and stick to his opinions. Everything I say means something, so I don't waste my breath on unneeded commentary or anything of the sort. I'm also the kick-ass know-it-all "Asian Fusion," and I use my super Asian powers to confuse the hell out of you so that I can take you back to the Chinese Mafia to cut off your head (not really, I'm joking). If you hadn't noticed, I'm not the best at cracking jokes. I'm pretty much just a simple guy.

→ MY LiFE STORY THUS FAR

My life? Not that interesting. But if you really want to know, I'll tell you. You already know my name and age, so I'll skip over that part. What you probably didn't know is that I play six instruments - the violin, the guitar, the erhu (a Chinese fiddle), the piano, the gu-zheng (another Chinese instrument), and the flute (both the Chinese flute and the American-style one). These instruments helped me get through my completely chaotic childhood.

I'm Chinese. There I go again, stating the obvious - which is one reason why I'm so quiet now. My parents always beat me for being a smart-ass as a child (which was perfectly legal in China back when I lived there). They always favored my older brother, Ma Xueyang Liu, who was the smartest boy I knew. I tried to be like him all throughout my childhood, but whenever I pulled out a random fact, my parents saw that as me calling them stupid. How did they think that when Ma did it, it was him enlightening them, but when I did so, they thought I was calling them stupid? I never understood why my parents loved him more (yes, they loved him more than I) anyhow - we both had the same grades, sometimes me better than he, and I was certainly more talented than he in creativity and pretty much everything else - but they continued to love him on and on until I finally moved out, got a job, and came to America. I talked to Ma recently, and it turns out that he's now a drunk and gambling addict, wound up with the Chinese mafia.

My life after China was pretty much exactly how I wanted it to be when I dreamt of moving to America. By then, I'd learned to shut my mouth and say only what was needed, and it made my life much easier. I had had to jump around the states a few times because of Ma's dealing with the Mafia, but eventually they left me alone (I'm assuming they got what they wanted from him instead).

I met my friends sometime after that, and the rest you should all know about: me knowing everything about the whole town, my girlfriend (who I have NO idea why she IS my girlfriend) Nikkie, my friendship with William, and my love for Carrie... Oops, did I really say that? Hopefully William doesn't know about it yet...

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Joga - Bjork (Cover)
Whataya Want From Me - Adam Lambert

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» William | Nathaniel | Collins «
"Perfection? That's enough for me."
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I never worry about money and sometimes might spend too much.
I like to go shopping.
Loyalty and honesty are the most important things to me.
I can be brutally honest, so don't ask me something that you don't want to know the answer to.
I won't lie, unless there is a really good reason to do so.
I can play five instruments, but rarely play them for others.
I am extremely competitive.
I like to get up early in the morning and run.
Drinking is one of my favorite hobbies, though my parents don't know this.
I am constantly on the move.

→ MY LiF3 ST0RY THU5 FAR
Perfection defines my life. My life has been pretty much perfect thus far. My parents are well off, affluent, all right, we are rich. Despite the fact that I can and do get anything I want, I have to work for it. Perfection is something my parents want from me at all times. I have no choice but to be the best at everything from school to sports. From a young age, I have enjoyed this, being the best at everything. It made me feel proud, cool, and confident that I am the one who was the best at everything I did and tried to do. With all that I do, my daily schedule is jam packed and filled with lessons. It even amazes me that I have time to do what I want.

All was going well with my life, I had my friends, my hot girlfriend, my looks, everything, until a few months ago. I didn’t notice that I was starting to get burned out on everything that I was doing. I ended up collapsing and had to be hospitalized for a long weekend. No one but my best friend really knows about this, not even my girlfriend. I don’t really want any others to know about this, but I can trust my friends not to tell anyone. After all, that’s one of the reasons we are friends. I’m afraid others will see my collapse as a weakness and I could not handle that.

After my collapse, everything changed for me, especially how I saw the world. I now wish for a bit of freedom from my rigorous schedule. I want to get away from all that and just do whatever. When I mentioned this to my parents, they just ignored it and thought that it was residual effects from my collapse. I've been wondering if I really do have it all or is there more to life than just being perfect.

THiS G3TS M3 THR0UGH TH3 DAY ←
"Forget You!" by Cee Lo Green

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» Skyllar | Des | Zolj «
You're killing the happy. Don't kill the Happy.

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→ MY LiF3 ST0RY THU5 FARMy life... You really want to know about it, well you probably do not yet I'm still asked. So I guess I must, and if I must, I will start at the very beginning. My mother and father, not the normal couple if you should know, they look like it from the outside, but inside their house.. it is a different story. Their story turns a few heads and most people stare at them with a question mark on their face. My father and mother were a couple back in high school, college soon separated then, but somehow their jobs brought them back together. My father was not a nice man, but my mother could never say no, and so they soon started a new relationship. Years wen on and my mother left him, soon to come home one night, to be attacked and raped by none other then my father. He told he he would hurt her and the baby more if she tried anything. And so yes, that night I was conceived and that was the whole point to my father's mental-ness. He raped my mother to have me and guess what I'm used for?

We will get to that in the time being. So my birth, was a dread to my mother, she was in that hospital room for close to two days trying to get me out. I had a heart murmur or something, they told my parents. But they gave me to my mother and we soon went home, the first 5 years of my life I dont remember at all. I had some surgery when I was 5. Anyway this surgery fixed up my heart and made me healthy. I was happy and healthy finally in my life, that was until my mother supposedly took her life. My life turned downhill ever since that day. Since that day I myself have never been truly happy.

Quickly let me touch of some good things in my life, before I go back to the bad. For a long time now, I cannot remember the year, I have been friends with Torrance and his sister, well not really his sister, we never really liked each other from the start. Or that is what I remember, I could be wrong you know. Anyway, back to them, for as long as I've known they have always been there, Torrance as all ways been there. I guess I really just need someone to be there, strong, kind, and well a friend. And I guess one thing became another and soon we became a couple. Everything that I am about to tell you no one knows. People do know a bit, but only a bit of what I have gone through. I am afraid to tell all of it because I don't want to be treated like I'm different or something, I have tried so hard to be normal.

Alright let me dive in, and please let me be quick, thinking back on everything will soon put me in a depressed mood, and well those never end well. So here it is: Remember when I told you back in the beginning about my mother and how my father treated her in the later years, no, well here; he beat her, raped her, held her against her will, and so much more. She loved me so much that she didn’t want anything happening to me. But after she died, my father turned to me to continue his fraked self.

So here it is, what I went through my whole life since I was 7 till I was 18. When I was younger, I would go straight to my room, his special room. He lined it with padding to make it isolated and soundproof. I'll tell you quickly for I do not wish to go into details. It first started off with some beatings, but as my body grew older and strong his “fun” time grew worse. From being beating , to getting cut sliced up, from being whipped till scares decorated my back to getting molested until he had enough. I will say each day, each time he started it was different, but it ended up the same: me in the tub crying as the water rushed over the open scars and as the tub filled with diluted blood. I don’t think any part of my body is safe from that man, but I never left, I never told, I obeyed him, for I wish to live on for my mother. I want to live my life as she couldn't, away form him.

When I turned 18, and left. I never spoke out still, because I am afraid too. Its strange, after so much as happened to me, I can put it behind my brain and go on with my life. Sure I stay up at nights and cry sometimes. I know one day I'll be happy, truly happy. But now I just try and keep my emotions intact. I know I must live and must find happiness, I must do this for my mother. I wont let my father's doings hurt me anymore. These words I try to go by, yet anytime I'm alone I cannot help but to break down and cry. Sure, not many know the full truth, I try to keep it that way.

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» William | Nathaniel | Collins «
"Perfection? That's enough for me."

Mid-summer had hit and it was about time for Will Collins’ famous, annual summer bash. There were some years where he had decided on making it a theme party, but this year he was just too lazy to come up with something. It was the highlight of the summer holiday and one of the biggest parties of the year. His house, well mansion, was perfect for it. There was plenty of room for people on the bottom floor alone, plus many guest rooms for people to crash if they wanted to. Having a large built in pool and hot tub in the backyard did not hurt either.

He threw a party every year while his parents took their annual trip to France, whether or not they actually knew about the party was a mystery to him, but one he never wanted to ask. The nice part about having a lot of money is that they owned a very good cleaning crew for the house, so any sort of mess was easily picked up. Will got ready for the party, as in he created a party playlist on his computer and got enough drinks set out in the kitchen. It was serve yourself at Will’s parties, but everyone pretty much knew that. Everything was cool with him as long as nothing got broken.

Once he was satisfied that is was pretty much ready to go, he got himself ready, after all he had to look his best. He carefully styled his hair, putting just enough gel into it that it stayed, but not enough that it looked crunchy. He changed into his best pair of jeans, despite it being summer; the nights could get a bit cool. He also changed out of his t-shirt and pull on a slightly dressier dress shirt, white. Checking himself in the mirror for just long enough to be considered a little vain, he decided that he looked all right.

As he left his room, he grabbed his phone off the dresser. He checked his texts to see if there were any new messages, but there were not any. He frowned slightly. It had been a while since he had any texts from his girlfriend. Then again she was a girl and could just be acting moody. Girls tended to be like that.

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» Lillith | Marie | Namara «
"He looked adorable, and if I'd had a gun I would have shot him on the spot"

It was so hard not to speed once she reached her home state. So hard that she did fact speed the entire way home. Not too much, no more than 10 miles over on the busier roads, but for the back roads she knew so well, that were only suppose to be 30mph, she was doing about 50. Lillith had missed her little gold Acura, missed driving on the right side of the road, and most importantly, the people and the animals waiting for her back home.

Her cell phone was charging in the lighter slot, she was grateful only a few messages and voicemails had shown up, cute things from her brother and a few friends saying how much they missed her and couldn’t wait for her to come home. What the didn’t know was that she’d lied about when that would be. Summer break wasn’t over for another four weeks, and she wasn’t suppose to back for another three. It was a surprise, one she thought they’d be happy about, especially Torr, God only knew how much trouble his best friend had gotten him into while she was gone.

Her eyes lit up as she pull onto their street. They’d saved up and pooled together their funds (minus the college expenses of course), and a last year ago had managed to move out of their crappy little apartment and into a nice house. It had been her birthday present to her brother, who was always so busy making sure ends were meeting, food was on the table that he hadn’t even noticed her setting aside money to move somewhere they could be closer to their friends, and have space to breathe.

Pulling in the driveway, she grabbed the three bags out of the backseat before rushing up the walkway. Unlocking the front door, she burst inside, unable to help but giggle as a small grey cat came running up, purring loudly as he wound his way around her legs. Dropping her bags, she scooped Shadow into her arms into a tight hug as she kicked the front door closed behind her. “Hey! I’m hungry! What’s for lunch?!” She called up the stairs, but heard nothing. Frowning, she made her way up and into her brothers room. It was pretty tidy, and from the looks of it, he hadn’t been in it much today. Which meant he was either out with his girlfriend or that other nut ball.

Sighing, she looked at his calendar to see if there was anything planned tonight. A party at Williams, oh wonderful, she’d picked the perfect day to come home then. He threw one every year, how she’d managed to forget about it was beyond her but it didn’t matter much. Smiling, she mad her way to her old room to dig through the closet, before deciding if she was going to surprise them, it had to be good.

Her friends in Germany had demanded girly clothes when they were shopping, they’d forced her into so many mini skirts, high heels and low cut tank tops that she couldn’t help but grow use to them. Sometimes she even enjoyed looking as nice as they did. Pulling out a black and red stripped mini skirt, some black open high heels, and match black tank top, she showered, changed, threw her bags in her room, and after smothering the rest of the animals with love and attention, made her way back to the car.

Glancing at her phone, she saw the party would be started by the time she got there, but only a few minutes, and no one ever showed up right on time, so chances were high she’d be one of the first ones there. Her best friend might be there as well, but if not, she was decently close with William, not really having a choice considering who he was dating.

In a few minutes, she was parking in front of the large home, and despite how many things had happened in this house she hated, it also held a lot of the good memories. Smiling, she got out, locked the car, and made her way inside. Lillith thought about just texting him to say she was here, but that was no fun at all. Instead she wondered around before yelling out, “William! Where the hell are you and where the hell is my best friend?!” If he had no idea who was screaming at him, she really had been away from home too long.

» Nicholas | Allen | Fusion | «
"Don't worry about me and I won't worry about you."

"Zero to sixty in three point five seconds. Heh. I bet I can do it in three."

The sound of rubber being gridded against a freshly paved road was followed by the reeving of yet another engine. Racing to the party was not the safest idea Nick had, but it was better than showing up late, right? After all, he had to show the rich kid up. He was the one that had been eying his best friend's girl.

As his sleek black car slid by another car, Nick felt his muscles tighten. It wasn't safe diving at, he looked over at the speedometer, oh one hundred miles per hour. ONE HUNDRED MILES PER HOUR!

His mind told him to slam on the brakes, but Nick's gut knew that the brakes would give out. So, rather than coming to a dead halt, Nicholas simply lifted his boot from the peddle. The car wasn't slowing, which panicked Nick some, but, being a smart guy, he knew friction would eventually interfere.

While he coasted on down the (thankfully) straight road, he flipped through a few stations. When his ears picked up the sound of a familiar tune, he skipped back a few stations and landed on 106.6 the Devil; his favorite rock station.

A frown played on his face, as the song came to its end. Hoping for another great tune, Nick cussed under his breath when a commercial flipped on. Falling back to channel surfing, he finally settled on a station playing Ke$ha's Blow.

"This place about to blow-ow-o-o-o-o-ow." For the remainder of the (short) ride, Nick sang the song. His fingers drummed along the wheel of the car and his foot swayed back and forth some. Eyes drifting down to the speedometer, the black haired male grinned. Finally, he was at a nice sixty miles per hour.

Calculating the estimated time of arrival to his house, Nick opted to keep his feet off the peddle. He figured he would see how close he would come to stopped out front of the 'hoppin' party. Sure enough, his genius mind was able to predict the exact spot where his car ended - right beside the mailbox. Reversing some, he pulled onto the side (in case some other idiot tried to squeeze by his car).

The clicking machanism unlocked the doors, which allowed Nick to emerge from the car gracefully. A few people noticed his arrival and gave him a wave. Nodding his head, Nick closed the door to his beloved car.

Taking a single step away, the lights flashed and a harmonized clicking nose came, both which were followed by a beep.

Nicholas walked up and over to the pool area, hoping to find his buddy. However, Nick was graced with another presence as he stepped out.

"Hey there Lilith," he said with his charming grin. "You wouldn't happen to have seen my sidekick, have you?"

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Grace looked up from her desk to her clock. Shoot, I'm going to be late for his party. Maybe they won't notice? She clicked save on her newest book and closed her labtop. I wish I could just stay here. I was just at the part where the detective realizes who the real killer is. She stood up shaking her head since she knew she couldn't skip the party. Her boyfriend would be upset. Looking down at her outfit she sighed. Her outfit simply wouldn't work. She walked to her closet and pulled out a knee length black circle skirt, a blue undershirt, and a one sleeved black shirt. Putting it all on she stared at herself in a mirror before walking to her dresser and pulling out a very short pair of shorts. She put them on under the skirt remembering all the times she wished she had thought ahead.

After she grabbed her purse she headed outside to her little blue bug car. Her loving step-father had bought it for her as a moving out gift and she loved it. She drove towards the party already nervous. She loved large crowds in clubs and similar places but she couldn't stand large gatherings where she was expected to talk to people. Finally reaching his home she pulled her car over and parked. He's already here. She thought as she noted her boyfriend's car. She walked inside looking for anyone but not really hoping to find anyone.

“I love him. I love him not. I love him. I love him not. I love him. I… love him… not.”

As the final flower peddle drifted to the grass below her naked toes, a little sigh could be heard. If anyone decided to walk through the park that day, his or her eyes would feast upon a sad woman. A woman with a frown on her pretty face was always tragic. But the memories and thoughts that swirled around her head were slightly suicidal.

She knew that her relationship with William was headed down a path that would only end in her heart breaking in two. The significance of the flower and the end result were proof to her that the end was near.

Fighting back the tears, the pale haired woman slid a phone from her pocket. It's black rubber case protected it from the cruel world that it would have to endure. Granted, Carrie never dropped her phone, as she was careful with all her toys and electronics. She was one of those "neat freaks" that needed everything to look as if they were new.

Nonetheless, her heart ached, longing for a brighter tomorrow. Standing, Carrie's fingers balled into a fist as she squeezed her fingers tighter together.

"I won't do it. I won't! I can't let him see me cry. I can't let anyone see me... cry."

A tear crashed onto the earth beside her average-sized feet. Curling her toes back away from the cool grass that was just recently cried on, she looked down at her phone. Her vision was a little hazy from the sudden tears, but she suppressed then with such ease.

Hey Lillipop, would you come pick me up. I think it's time I arrive at my boyfriend's party. A second later, she sent: Nevermind.

As the text was sent out, Carrie kicked a little leaf that landed before her. Looking about some, she bent down to pluck a flower from the garden; she planned on putting the flower in her friend's hair. After all, it was odd to see a rose just laying on the ground -- so why not put it to good use, right?

Her eyes turned to the sky above her. Yes, it was going to end, soon. It had to. He moved on when he decided to lie to her. She didn't know what he lied about, but ever since he told her a lie, Carrie couldn't find it in her heart to forgive him. She feared, his lie was... another woman.

Closing her eyes, she looked at the phone in her hand. Gathering her strength, the woman sent her boyfriend a text. Hey, I don't have my car. Still in shop. Can you come get me? I'm at the park.

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» Nikke | Rue | LaSalle«
""How far is too far? Easy, its never too far.""

Through the otherwise silent house, a hairdryer could be heard emanating from the master bath. The room had originally belonged to Nikke LaSalle's parents, but four years ago she had talked them out of it. They were never home after all. Now her and all of her many belongings were spread out in the room. It was perfect for getting ready for parties, especially William's. She wasn't a big fan of his, but he was her boyfriend's best friend. That was actually one of the few reasons that she did talk to him as often as she did.

The blond was brushing out her now dry hair, it curling slightly down her back. There were times when she'd take the time needed to straighten it. On the plus side, she did like how it looked curly, unlike some people. After she finished with her hair, she applied her make up, accenting her dark blue eyes like she liked to do.

Once done with that, she moved back to her room, a train wreck as usual. Nikke always had a hard time deciding what to wear, something that came with owning too many clothes. She had it down between two outfits, not bad for her. She finished a glass of wine that was siting on one of her tall dressers and poured another glass before finally deciding on a short black dress, covered in sparkly sequins. She added a bit of black jewelry and strappy heels. Once finished, she looked into her full length mirror and studied her outfit. Nikke smiled, please with how she looked and finished her other glass of wine.

She turned on her heel, grabbed her purse and keys. Going down to her purple hummer, Nikke jumped into the drivers seat and drove towards William's house. She arrived there quickly, as following the speed limits was not one of her strong suits. Looking at the other cars present she could see that Grace, Lillith, and Nicholas were already there. It was rather surprising to see Lillith's car there, she had been gone for the past few weeks and hadn't heard when the girl would be back. The sight of Nicholas's car made her a bit excited, like he always did.

Entering William's house, Nikke looked around to see the party in full swing. She took the time to quickly look for her boyfriend, not finding him. But she did manage to find Lillith. "Hey girlie, how was Germany?" she asked the girl.

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» Torrance | Kaleb | Namara «
"To Hell With It."

Torrance sighed as he glanced at his phone to check the time again. He’d been waiting for hours now for his girlfriend to get ready for Williams party, and she still wasn’t done. She’d wanted to meet up and get some dinner before hand, but he was still sitting in the dinner, the seat across from him empty, his dinner already come and gone and now he was just sipping on soda waiting for her to let him know if she was even going to bother meeting him here or if he should just go pick her up from her house.

Growing a bit irritated he flipped his phone open to text Nick. ‘Women take forever! I should have just rode with you, she still isn’t ready yet and I’ve been waiting for hours. Going to just leave in a few minutes.’ He hit send, glad he had at least one friend he could complain about his girlfriend to, he used to complain to his sister, but the brat was in another country and couldn’t talk to him everyday. He’d demanded an e-mail every morning and every night at the least, and so far, hadn’t received one today, though the house mother had called to reassure him she was perfectly fine, just out with her friends having fun and enjoying her last week there. It helped, but he hated not knowing if she was getting into trouble or not.

Sighing he spun his phone in circles on the dinner table a few times before picking it up again, and sending another, ‘Babe, you said dinner an hour ago, I’ve already eaten, what’s taking you so long? Do you want me to keep waiting here or should I just order your something to go and come pick you up? We’re late…’ Not that he cared about the party, he was only going because Nick was there, which meant it was sure to be entertaining. Grace was there too of course, with Nick, he wasn’t sure why he cared but he enjoyed catching up with the girlfriend, he figured her dating his best friend meant they should probably get along like friends as well so it wouldn’t be awkward hanging out together.

Putting his phone back down, he ordered another Root Beer before sighing and continuing to play the waiting game for his girlfriend.

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» William | Nathaniel | Collins «
"Perfection? That's enough for me."

Will was both surprised and a bit amused by the sound of Lillith's voice. While there was an open invitation to his parties, he hadn't realized that she would have been back in time for it. Then again, even though he was dating her best friend, they rarely hung out. He quickly found her with Nicholas and was again surprised by the girl's appearance. "Well, someone changed since her little European adventure," he teased.

Before he could answer her question, his phone buzzed, indicating he had a text. It used to ring and play a song, but it became annoying when he tried to sleep. He quickly read the text and grinned. It was Carrie, requesting a ride. "Well, Carrie is in the park and I need to go and get her. Can I leave you in charge of this shindig?" he asked, not really waiting for an answer. Before grabbing his keys, he responded, Yeah babe, be there in five.

Will grabbed his keys and went through his kitchen to his garage. Getting into his car, he opened and the garage door and was relieved that no one had parked in his driveway. He could also see that Nikke had arrived and was heading into the house. While she was his best friend's girlfriend, he never quite got why the two of them were together. They were dead opposites and honestly he didn't see the attraction between the two of them. He pulled out of his driveway and spend down the street towards the park. He got there in short time and pulled into a parking spot near the entrance of the park.

Had it been anyone else, he would have beeped his horn in impatience, but there were enough silent problems between him and Carrie at the moment. He hadn't exactly told her about his recent collapse and it was creating a distance between them. He hadn't wanted her to know his weakness, but his parents had questioned why he hadn't told her. In fact, he had even been wondering this as well. Telling her would clear everything up, but then he figured that everyone would find out as well.

What he really wanted he did not know.

While waiting for William to answer her, a voice spoke up behind her and she turned to smile at Nick, only for a moment, when she saw her brother was not with him, she frowned a bit. When he approached she laughed, rolled her eyes, and lightly punched his shoulder. “Nice to see you too Nicky. I’m fine thanks for asking.” Lillith wasn’t a complete fan of his, but she preferred him over her brothers girlfriend which was better than nothing for her.

As William graced them with his presence, she frowned again to see Carrie wasn’t with him either. The two she wanted to see the most, late as usual. As he commented on her new look, she blushed for some reason and glanced at her outfit, not sure why she cared suddenly, she just wasn’t use to talking to him that often and hadn’t expected him to really notice. “Maybe a little, I was around girls all the time, it was hard to avoid.” She admitted, shrugging a bit before he checked his phone. At his questions, she couldn’t help but smirk, “Sure, may not be your best option, but I think I can manage making sure no one kills themselves while you’re gone. Don’t tell her I’m here yet! It’s suppose to be a surprise!” She yelled after him before turning to continue talking to Nicky.

“Well if he’s not here, he’s with the girl, which means he’ll probably be late waiting for her.” She said, her voice clear that it agitated her a little, but she just sighed and shook her head to change the subject. “How’ve you two been? I trust you didn’t get him into too much trouble while I was gone? How’s Grace?” She rambled off the usual questions you’d ask after not seeing anyone for a while, before another voice joined their conversation. Her eyes turned to Nikke, and even though she really didn’t see the girl much, she knew that she was suppose to be pretty nice. “Germany was a blast, I really wish we all could go someday, it’d be pretty awesome.”

In her head, she knew it wasn't going to happen. There was no way William would leave his party. Falling into the green grass, Carrie began to sob some. She's wasn't throwing a fit of any sort, she was just facing the cold, hard facts -- William and her were a dying fling.

Just as she had it all planned out in her head, Carrie heard a car pull up beside her. Without letting the person see the tears that stained her peach cheeks, she looked up to see him. Flabbergasted and overjoyed, Carrie dropped all the charges she was going to lay on him before dumping the ass. But, he proved himself worthy (for now, at least).

Nearly flying to him (she was totally skipping), the tears that once filled her eyes had faded and a large grin continued to grow on her pretty face.

"William! You came, you really came!"

Thrusting her arms around the still seated man, the blonde buried her cold nose into his smooth chest. "I'm so happy you came," she muttered into his shirt.

Tilting her head up to meet his beautiful eyes, the blue eyed babe placed a light kiss on the lips of the man before her. "You're always finding ways to surprise me. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. I would be lost without you."

She spoke from the heart. Each word was sincere and true. William was her everything, and Carrie honestly couldn't think of life without him. In her heart, she knew, had she left him, she would end up alone, forever. And yet, every time she mustered up the courage to leave him, William was worm his way back to safety. Their love-hate relationship was mutual and everyone seemed to know it, but them (of course).

Sliding over onto his lap (as she was kneeling on the dash between the seats), Carrie played a flirty grin on her face. She watched as her bra strap slid down her arm some and she bit her lip.

"You look amazing," she whispered into his ear while pressing her bosom against his face.

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[[Sorry about not posting for a while. I was without internet access for over a week. ._.]]

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He jabbed at her some. Even though she was taken, Nick always had a soft spot for the woman. Hell, she was his best friend's sister.

"I'm glad Germany treated you nice. I, myself, would love to go there sometime. I've been taking German for far too long to let all that schooling go to waste." His eyes lit up as he spoke; Lilith tended to bring out the softer sides of him. Or at least, Nicholas assumed it was Lilith. His eyes trailed over to Nikke. Perhaps it was her?

He was about to dive into some more ideal chitchat with the women, but he noticed a lovely lady standing in the distance whose heart was calling his name.

"Pardon me, loves," Nick smiled as he slipped past the two. Making a bee-line toward her, the male finally landed before her eyes.

"Hey there, hot stuff."

[[Ugh, fail post with Nick. But I also have to get off lunch so I don't have time to edit it. It'll have to do. T_T]]

Nikke grinned, agreeing with Lillith's comment about all them going to Germany at some point. It was somewhere she had been wanting to go for the longest time. She had read about a group of people who went bungee diving off of bridges for the fun of it. She had been wanting to do that for years. "You can count me in on that," she told her excitedly.

Nikke's pulse quickened as Nick approached them. While usually in the middle of the conversation, she melted into the background when he joined their conversation. She always ended up saying something stupid around him. Nikke knew she shouldn't have been feeling this way, after all she had a boyfriend, who she loved, right?

Her face fell for a split second as Nick moved towards Grace. That was a pairing that she simply could not see. Then again she always heard the same thing about her relationship, so she could never say anything against them. Then again, she starting going out with her boyfriend for certain reasons, things most people didn't know much about.

"So, when did you get back?" she asked, hoping that she hadn't seen Nikke's face fall.

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William smiled as his girlfriend bounded up to his car. He could see the darker pink rue of her face and guessed that she had been crying. He wanted to ask, but he had a feeling that he wouldn't like the answer. He knew they were in a rocky place, but he just couldn't tell her about his fall. He was afraid it would break them apart because he didn't tell her about it then.

He couldn't help but to smile as she buried her face into his chest. She was just too cute all the time. He kissed her back, brush a little bit of her hair out of her face. "That's why you have me to find you. I have no plans of letting you go," he murmured quietly.

He moved his chair back as she moved onto his lap, she was slight, but he didn't want her to be uncomfortable against the steering wheel. Also, accidentally hitting the car horn would not be the best thing to happen.

He noticed her coy way of letting her bra slip off her shoulder. Grinning playfully, he pulled her face towards his, bringing her lips to his and kissed her. "No, I think you look better," he half-whispered as they eventually pulled apart.

He knew that he should be worried about leaving his house in the hands of his friends, it could potentially turn out bad, but at this point he didn't care. He want some alone time with his girlfriend, plus they needed it. They were so close to falling apart, something he didn't know if he wanted to happen either way.

Pushing back her hair, Carrie rested her head lightly on William's shoulder.

It was so easy to breath around him. Yes, her heart skipped a beat whenever he smiled. Yes, she melted inside every time he proved himself worthy of her love. She deemed it true love right then and there in his fancy car. Was it foolish, of course. Would it potentially break her, naturally. But Carrie wasn't about to throw away all the good times because of a few bad times. Granted, it made their relationship strained, but he was worth it.

Running her hand across his cheek, Carrie blushed. "I'm the luckiest girl in the world. And you make me the happiest girl in the world, too. I can't help but smile around you. I can't help but want to wrap my arms around you and announce my love to you over and over! You put butterflies in my stomach and you make my heart race like... well, probably like Nick's crazy adrenaline rushes."

She slid her behind into his lap and wrapped his arms around herself. "William Nathaniel Collins, promise me that no matter what shit happens between and how much we hurt one another with our stupid mistakes that we will always stay together."

Hunkering down, the blonde snuggled as close as she could to the warmth before her. The moment. The mood. Everything was perfect.

HOOOOONK!

"Oopsie." A sheepish smile swept onto her face. "Oh don't look at me like that! My... my... my foot... it... erm... it slipped! Yeah, it slipped. You see, you're seats are too... slippery. Yup. Slippery." Flashing him another awkward grin, she shifted her blue eyes away from him. If he could read her like she prayed he couldn't, he would immediately know that something was still bothering her.

Lillith couldn't help it, she rolled her eyes the moment he walked away. Why his girlfriend couldn't be bothered to meet him over here and join their conversation was beyond her. Grace had always seemed nice, but she never talked to the girl more than a few hi's and bye's. She looked back to Nikke to continue their conversation, but didn't miss the heart breaking look on her face when Nicky walked right past her to the girlfriend. Frowning, she felt bad for the girl. Once upon a time she'd fallen for a boy, but he was taken, and she knew the pain it caused to think they're giving you their complete attention, that they like you, only to realize they don't even notice you exist half the time. It'd been easier for her, her little crush had fallen for her best friend, and Carrie came first to her, just like Torrance, they were the only two people she wanted to make happy, and it seemed better that way. Being single meant only worrying about family and close friends. Though she'd drank a lot one night on her trip, and confessed that every now and again he still made her feel uneasy, that sometimes she was jealous of Carrie, but on a normal day, the thoughts were easy to ignore.

Smiling, though she and Nikke hadn't talked much in the past, her boyfriend wasn't here yet, and Torrance and Carrie weren't going to be here for a few more minutes, so she walked over, snaking an arm through the girls elbow and began steering her over to the bar. "I'm dying, let's sit and enjoy some drinks until the rest of the party shows up." She offered, not making it clear she'd noticed the girls look, but she was trying to get the girl in a spot where she wouldn't have to watch the couple greet each other. Sitting at the bar, she got the server to pour herself a screwdriver, taking a sip and waiting for Nikke to get a drink before finally answering her question. "Today actually, I was really homesick, an I thought it'd be a great surprise for Torr and Carrie if I just kind of showed up without warning. How's everything been while I was gone? Anything new with you?"

Grace watched as Nick came towards her and smiled. She was kind of sad when she noticed he had left Nikke and Lilith. She didn't want to ruin the night for anyone.

She laughed when he got to her and spoke. It was times like this that reminded her why she dated him. He had managed to get past her shell of doubt and become her friend then suddenly her boyfriend. If it wasn't for him she would have holed up in her house writing. She wouldn't be at this party, or probably even be friends with anyone here. She made up her mind to enjoy the night no matter what came about. "Aw, thanks but we both know that I'm the least hot one here and of our relationship your the hot stuff." She laughed and fluttered her fingers at him then pointed at the two girls he had just left. So it looks like Lilith got back. How are they doing dear?" She looked around but didn't see his friend. "Is Torrance not here yet?"

((Sorry it is kind of short and sorry about not posting. Been fixing up the house and too tired to post anything that makes me think.))

William smiled at Carrie as she spoke to him, not helping to laugh a bit when she mentioned Nick and his adrenaline rushes, knowing what she said came from her all too sweet heart. He hated himself for lying to her about what had happened, but his pride wouldn’t let him tell her. He wrapped his arms around her as she moved into his lap, glad as ever that she was his girlfriend.

“Of course we will,” he whispered into her ear, not quite believing it himself, but he had to tell her that. She helped hold him together in ways he could not explain. Despite everything, he did still want to date her, though with the changes he was going through, he was worried she wouldn’t want to stay with him.

William was just getting ready to make a move, the moment was perfect, and then the horn went off. “Damn it,” he said under his breath.

He could try and act mad at her, but it was near impossible when she had such a look on her face. “Sure, whatever you say babe,” he said in a teasing tone. Looking at her, he thought that there might be something she wasn’t saying, but he wasn’t going to ask. He didn’t want that conversation, at least not yet.

“So, now that the mood is so successfully ruined, wanna head to the party, or do you need to change first?” he asked her, knowing how girls got to be about parties.

Plus, William had been gone for a bit and someone might say something. And Carrie didn't know that Lillith was back. "Oh yeah, there's a bit a surprise for you can at the house," he said with a knowing smile.

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Nikke let herself be pulled over to the bar, a drink sounding better and better as she briefly watched Nick interact with Grace. Even though, she would never do anything about her “little” crush, it still hurt to see him with another girl, even one a nice as Grace. She gave her head a shake, reminding herself she had a boyfriend. “Yes, a drink sounds great,” she said as they approached the bar.

She took a spot next to Lillith and poured herself a lemon drop shot and a mojito, glad that Will had left out enough drink mix options so that any sort of drink was possible to make. She took the shot, followed by a long sip of her drink, letting it mix with the taste of the wine she had earlier, enjoying the mix. She had a history of drinking a lot at Will's parties.

“Wow, today, no jet lag then? Lucky. Everything’s been good here, not much happening as usual. All the same with me, just hanging out with friends, the boyfriend, the going home to the empty house,” she grinned at Lillith.

She looked around for a second, noticing that Torrance wasn’t there yet. She hadn’t really noticed until Lillith brought it up, as they never really spent much time together. “I assume Will went to get Carrie, but where’s Torrance? They are really ruining your surprise,” she asked, pointing out their obvious absence.

Shaking his head, Nick looked back over at the girls who were sitting at the bar. He had a slight interest in joining them, but decided he should stay with his girl.

"If you say so." Eyes still wandering toward the other two, Nick directed his voice toward Grace. "I believe she just got back. Torry-bory is always MIA. And they both appear to be a-okay."

Nick's face swept into a smile when he wrapped his arms around the beautiful woman before him. "Would you care to join them? I know you're not best friends with either, but I'm sure even a goddess like yourself could use some quality girl time."

The black haired male really didn't feel like spending the rest of his evening alone with her. Granted, he loved that, but it just wasn't the social thing to do. Looking at his cell phone, he shot Grace a look.

"Why don't you go join those two dolls. I need to go hunt down T-to-the-douche-bag." Apparently the message that flashed on his phone was more important that hanging about a rather dull party.

Planting a light kiss on her cheek, Nick stepped away. "Now behave yourself. No kicking the shit out of Nikke. We all know you're the beast when it comes to being tough." Obviously teasing her, Nick ran off toward his car.

[[I figured I'd have Nick go rescue Torrance. XD]]

She shrugged as she sipped at her drink, “I was flying so much on the flight there that I got use to the jet lag feeling. I’m just too excited to be home to be able to sleep right now.” She replied, though her last comment made her sigh and frown as she nodded her head to look around, just as Nikky ran out, meaning all of her closer friends were no longer here, what a crap start to her surprise.

“Yeah, they kind of are killing it. Torr is always on a short leash with the girlfriend, wouldn’t be surprised if he’sstill waiting for her to pick out a pair of shoes. “ She said, laughing at bit to seem as if she was joking, though her tone made it clear she was serious, and had a large dislike for the girl.

Lillith was almost ready to just start pouting, make the two of them feel bad for taking so long to get here. She could just text him, but it would ruin his reaction to her being home early, then again, the girlfriend didn’t like her much, for good reason, so chances were high she’d ruin it in time.

Smiling to stop thinking about such negative things she took another sip, “At least there’s free drinks while we wait….though it’s a bit too…calm…” She said, a mischievous smirk as she looked around before her eyes found the large surround sound system she’d toyed with so many times in the past. Sliding out of her chair, she made her way over and turned it on, up over halfway and on a good mix of partying and drinking songs before returning to her seat. “There, much better.” Though, chances were high William would not agree with her, but she just enjoyed pushing his buttons, especially when she could always get Carrie to agree with her actions.

Grace mentaly sighed as she saw him looking back at the girls. She knew he wanted to go over to them and enjoy the party. She listened as he answered her questions and nodded. She happily hugged him back and wished they could always stay like this. She started to answer him when he looked at his phone. I do like Torrance but why does he have to take Nick? I don't want to be left alone. She sighed and nodded.

She frowned at his back as he left then put back on a smiling face and turned to look at the girls. She watched as Lilith turned on the music. When she had sat back down Grace walked over. "Uh, hi. Glad to see you made it back alright Lilith. Uh, could I sit over here with you guys. Nick left me to go check on Torrance."

Nikke noted Lillith's clear distaste for her brother's girlfriend. But as Lillith ignored her moments with Nick, she let it go. She took another sip of her drink and her eyes followed Nick as he left. She let out a small sigh, not exactly happy to see him go.

She was appreciative that she turned up the music, especially since Grace came over to sit with them. Nikke knew that she shouldn't hold any grunges against the girl, it wasn't her fault that Nikke liked her boyfriend. She needed to be more mature by the whole thing, by keeping reminding herself that she also had a boyfriend. Then again, she had no idea where he was at this moment.

She forced a smile on her face, trying to be alright that Grace was now sitting with them. "Of course you can. Pull up a chair and get a drink," Nikke said smiling. As the music changed to something more dancey, Nikke didn't want to sit anymore. She got up and moved towards Will's designated dance floor. There had been other areas where dancing had occurred, but he had yelled at her more than once, once to the point of threatening to kick her out of the house.

Remembering this instance and knowing that he had to be getting back soon, Nikke was suddenly inspired. "So, who's up for a little joke on whoever comes back next?" she asked the others mischievously.

She couldn't help it, the moment she realized where Nikky had run off to, she was excited. He didn't like the girlfriend anymore than she did, he'd be sure to drag her brother here by the neck of his shirt if he had to. At least she hoped anyway, she really didn't want that crazy kid taking him off to do something he thought would be more fun. Then Lillith really would have to murder him.

At Grace's request to join them, she'd waited for Nikke to answer, figuring it best to see if she was comfortable with it or not, though she knew she wasn't, the girl was still polite and said it was fine, so she nodded in agreement.

"I'm sure they'll be back soon, or at least they better. This was suppose to be an awesome surprise for him and he's late, so is Carrie." She explained before looking at Nikke curiously, "I guess it depends on the joke, I'm probably going to maul Carrie if she walks in the door, and Torr is probably going to break me in half with a hug. What did you have in mind?"

Grace knew that Nikke didn't really like her. She wasn't sure why but assumed it was for the same reason anyone else didn't like her; she was quiet, she read too much, she wasn't good with people, her mother married into money, her past, that she was a writer, and finally her boyfriend. Though it could be none of those things. Lilith always acted kind of indifferent towards her.

Grace carefully sat down and looked at the drink selection then turned from it. She tended not to drink since at any moment her boyfriend could walk up and decide to do something crazy and she liked to be able to think. It also made her feel like she was contributing something by being a DD. "Thanks." She watched as Nikke got up. She took a moment to think about it. If it is Nick then he'll get me back but why not. With the others doing it too I can't really be singled out and even if I am the worst that can happen is I'm not invited to these parties anymore. She nodded, "Sure, I'm up for it."

The engine revved as he pulled away from the over-sized house. Nicholas wasn't the kind of man to squabble away his money on useless things and live the life of the rich (and famous). Nick preferred to live under the radar. It was much easier. Besides, he didn't have to worry about people trying to date him OR steal his girl.

The drive wasn't as long as he remembered, but speeding will do that to time perception. Getting out of his seat, he flew up the stairs and over to the door. Rather than knocking, Nick simply let himself in. He was far too accustomed to picking the lock to this door. He'd done it time and time again to rescue his beloved friend.

"You. With me. Now!" The look on his face was anything but scary. Nick was, after all, trying to act like a robber, but the lack of a mask and gun made him far less intimidating.

"Okay, okay. Fine. I make a shitty robber. But I am here to steal you away. Leave the bitch and let's go. I have a surprise for you. I won't give it to you until you get to William's! Okay?"

He hadn't been expecting Nick to just show up, then again, at the same time, it wouldn't be like Nick to hear he was waiting around for his girlfriend and not try to get him to just leave without her. This was suppose to be a fun night, a fun party, and once again, she was running late and not answering any of his messages. There was a reason he had trust issues, but he just couldn't bring himself to leave her. Sometimes he wished she was more like Grace, Grace was always nice, always answered her messages, and Nick never had to worry about what she was doing.

Torrance quit pouting and smiled, holding his and up in surrender, already curious about what kind of surprise he had at the party, though he might just be making it up to convince him to go without the girl. Either way, he was sick of waiting around and ready to go hang out and enjoy his time with his friends. "All right, all right, I think over an hour late is reason enough for me to make her meet me there." He said, pulling out his phone to let his girlfriend know he was just going to meet her at the party if she ever decided to show up. Slipping it back in his pocket he threw on a pair of sneakers before throwing an arm around Nicks shoulders as they walked back to the car.

"So have you even been to the party yet? How's it looking so far? Normally his parties are either really dull, or completely insane." Most of those insane parts were fights, most of them started by his girlfriend over reacting to any girl talking to him. Most of those fights had been started by her, and ended by Lillith. While he was probably not suppose to be proud his little sister had given his girlfriend multiple black eyes, he was happy she wasn't about to let the girl push others around just for talking to him. He knew the two pretty much hated each other, but he still loved her, and wasn't about to just give up on her.

Carrie grinned when her boyfriend spoke back the words she longed for. She knew that the promise would be broken, but she didn't care, not now at least. The moment was too perfect, too wonderful to destroy. Carrie knew that every couple hit their rough patches and they were finally getting out of theirs. Although, she was saddened to see the touching moment end. Oh how she longed to give into him and prove to the male that she was more than ready to do anything he wanted.

Disappointed for ruining the moment, the spunky female moved into the passenger seat. It's smooth interior was all to easy to slid across. She was also pretty thin, so its not like she couldn't make the move look graceful. When he behind was finally planted in the proper seat, she kicked her sneaks off. She wasn't a fan of wearing shoes. Carrie loved running about barefoot. William's car was no exception. In fact, she loved it more than usual because she could dangle her feet out the window and allow a breeze to tickle them.

Buckling up, Carrie bopped her head to the music she had playing in her head. The song had been stuck there for a while. It was a song about a girl who was in love with a zombie boy. It was more or less a story of Romeo and Juliet, only Romeo wanted to eat Juliet's brains. The more Carrie thought the song, the more she realized it wasn't as pleasant as she thought it was.

As her eyes inched open, she could see a saddening look on William's face. These days it always seemed like he was frowning. Hiding something, that's what she called it.

"Love, when are you going to get that thing off your chest?" Carrie didn't know what it was, but she knew it was tearing him apart.

Let her feet move onto the dash of his car, Carrie shot him a friendly glance. "And a surprise? Are you wearing something sexy underneath those clothes you have on because there isn't anything I want more than you and me alone in a room."

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"Dull as ever." Nick didn't even hesitate to answer that question. Hell, he even managed to keep a straight face while talking. As he friend emerged with him from the house, Nick pulled out his phone.

Oh how I miss that face of yours. I long to hold you and whisper sweet thoughts in those cute ears of yours. Your body is my guilty pleasure and I will unleash a sea of kisses upon you when our eyes next meet. You, my love, are my dirty little secret.

Had Nick been paying attention, he would have noticed that the message was going to Nikkeeeeester-pie and not Gracey-Lou Free Bush. Where he came up with those names was beyond him. They just popped into that thick skull of his and he programmed them into his phone.

Placing the phone back in his pocket, Nick hopped into his ride. "Torr-whore, what is our destination? Sir Sucks Our Ball's lame ass party? Or shall we just skip the lameness and go straight for party crashing!"

As evident by the name, Nick was not a fan of William. It most likely had to do with the fact that Carrie, Lilith's best friend, his best friend's sister, was racking up with the wrong guy. Lilith didn't seem to like him, which mean T-dog didn't like him, which lead to Nick not liking him.