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Desperate Girlfriends [Open and Accepting]
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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. |
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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. |
http://www.psp-themes.net/data/media...background.jpg 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 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. ---------- 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]
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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?}
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[Sweet:your character and my character could be walking together since im not sure how to add my character into the story either.]
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((umm have her run into the twins or flag them down for a ride? both of you could :)))
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{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}
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((lol they are bi love loland whos knows lol))
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[sweet:Yays.the twins could also spot yours and my character..?]
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