Skye

[color=red][b]WARNING:[/b] This RPG is likely to have graphic violence and language, possibly sexual themes, and very depressing themes. Not for those who are likely to take it upon themselves what they do to their characters. You have been warned.[/color] [size=1][I]I gave my heart to you I gave up my friends like you said I should do Put aside my smile for you Threw out my dreams cause you said you didn't approve I gave my mind, compromise my life just to see I'd find you were trying hold me back slowly throwing me off my track Disappointed again[/I] Tears streamed down her face, threading through blood. Another broken sob escaped her cracked and bleeding lips. The white mat on the floor was stained with blood. She dropped to her knees, gripping the mat. She struggled to her feet as another cry of anguish forced its way from her lips, and she screamed with all her might as she slammed her fists into the large mirror on the wall. [I]I?ve given so much in the past For a love I never had I?m through with it (love) I'm through with it(love) Through with love I'm finally giving it up[/I] The mirror shattered, large pieces slicing down through her hand, across her fingers, knuckles, down her arms, across her shoulders. She screamed in pain, and collapsed on the floor as shards of glass rained down on her bareback. Her cries echoed through the empty apartment, and out the open door. People rushed up the stairs to the fourth floor, and the first heard the shattering crash. The girl lifted a large piece of glass, blood running out of the bathroom into the hall. [I]I shared all my secrets with you Even when it hurt to for telling the truth I paralyzed my growth for you I gave you control that felt helpless without you Couldn?t be a friend To anyone happy cause with you see Misery loves company You know if this is love Cause if it?s love I don't want it any more[/I] Someone rushed into the apartment, and down the hall. The blood was seeping into the carpet, and more sobs escaped from the bathroom. The girl took the glass, and viciously slit one wrist. Another girl stopped right in front of the bathroom, and cried, ?No!? She lunged for the glass, falling to her knees as they struggled. The girl wrenched the glass from the newcomer?s hand, slicing open her palm. Then she cut open her other wrist. The new girl was grasping her palm tightly, yelling for help. The roar of siren?s could be hear only blocks away, but the girl kneeling in the pools of blood ? now hers along with the dying girls ? and glass knew they wouldn?t be there soon enough. The girl with the glass was shaky, and her eyes were void of all emotion. She lunged for the person that had tried to stop her from ending her misery, and the glass shard erupted into millions of little pieces as it bit into the other girl?s chest. Their eyes locked for a second, and then both collapsed into unconsciousness and inescapable pain. Hours later, both girls lay in beds side by side at the hospital. Their heart rates were slow, and slowing rapidly. Their wounds refused to close, and the doctors could not remove the one piece of glass from the girls chest without killing her. Not that she wasn?t dying already. The girls? blood was mostly gone, and their bodies were refusing to rebuild. The second girl?s heart rate suddenly shot up as she screamed, and then her heart died completely. Mere seconds later, the other girl died similarly. [center]~*~[/center] Okay, this was (obviously) inspired off a song. I want this RPG to be centered around depression, different situations. Things like abuse, rape, what was in the song(no term for it that I know of). Different reason?s for wanting to kill yourself ? and anyone who gets in your way. I guess this is sort of like Maud?Dib?s Profane Sins RPG, but I want you all to really put feeling into this. Just? don?t do anything to yourselves. *laugh* Don?t get THAT much into character. [b]Name:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] [b]Gender:[/b] [b]Appearance:[/b] [b]Broken Personality:[/b] (Okay, give me ? in detail ? how this person acts, speaks, feels, after whatever happened happened.) [b]Incident:[/b] (What is it that made them this way? I want detail, guys ? two good paragraph minimum! Try not to take what someone has already done. Like a character snippet.) Okay, I want to warn you all ? the characters will probably all end up dying in the end. I will probably kill off every character, randomly, so it is NOT against the players themselves. Ooor? the characters could all convince one another not to kill themselves. :) We don?t know what?s going to happen yet. Also, when posting, try to put a snippet of a song at the top; put name and artist, please. This is just to put more feeling in it. Also, I?m going to put up posting order at the beginning. If someone does not post within a day of the last post, we go on to the next person, and so on. I?ll put mine up if I get replies to this. :)[/size]

[size=1]Everyone, I apologize, but I'm canceling this RPG. It doesn't [i]really[/i] have a plot, and there is another RPG I want to do instead. >.< Sowwy! But yeah, not going to do this one. Gomennasai! Skye[/size]

[size=1][color=seagreen][b]Name:[/b] Ashleigh ?Ash? Dennis [b]Age:[/b] 17 (Soul around since Middle Earth- in a sense.) [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Side:[/b] With Reoan [b]Appearance:[/b] [url=http://www.psycko-manga.de/gallery/babe/29-3.htm]Ash[/url] Her hair is very nearly white, though actually silver, and tinged with gold. She has large, luminous ocean blue eyes. [b]Height:[/b] 5?7? [b]Weight:[/b] 147lbs. [b]Personality:[/b] Ash is very quiet, with a shyly smiling disposition. Not the first to speak up, Ash is constantly afraid someone will notice she is not full Angel. She winces at the loudest noise, and will whimper if someone looks at her wrong. She is very timid and dislikes being the center of attention. [b]Race:[/b] Half Angel, half Demon [b]Powers:[/b] ?Editing?- [b]Weapon:[/b]She uses a one-handed long-sword, and two daggers for ceremonial purposes (however, she does know how to fight with them). [url=http://www.ai.mit.edu/lab/olympics/97/Vikings/sword.jpg]Her sword[/url] [url=http://www.medievaltimes.com/giftshop/600/26%20conan%20dagger.jpg]Daggers[/url] [b]Bio:[/b] ?Editing? I am actually going to participate in this one. ^__^[/size][/color]

[font=veranda][size=1]The fire at the hearth crackled merrily, tendrils teasing closer to the carpet, then springing back as the young woman looked up. She smiled fleetingly, and uncurled from her position on the velvet-draped bed. A clear, obsidian globe sat on the floor, cushioned lovingly by the shag carpet, and it glistened in the firelight. The woman slipped off the bed, tan, nude skin rippling over finely toned muscles as she sat on the floor near the globe. Her lips parted, tongue teasing words out of her mouth as the sphere lit up. ?[b]Show me the girl.[/b]? A scene formed in the globe, shadowed by the sphere?s dark color, but clear nonetheless. The scene showed a bedroom, a bedroom with purple as the main color. It was dark, moonlight shining in through the window. All was silent barring the heavy breathing of the girl on the bed. Laying out flat, her head was leaned back, covers kicked away, and her body was arching, reacting to an invisible touch. The woman watching smiled, and murmured a word. Slowly she began stroking her own body, touching here and there, and the girl in the globe reacted. Her eyes flew open with a gasp, and the woman stopped, still smiling. The girl looked around the room, and then picked up the cordless that sat on her night table. Dialing her best friends number, she relaxed back into her pillows? The woman smiled, and stood slowly, her body stretching lithely. The globe floated upwards, off the carpet, and went to settle on the bed. The woman curled back up on the bed, hands absently stroking her legs. The scene in the globe shifted to that of a boy, also in a darkened room, this time of blue and with no moonlight. The boy sat on the floor, knees curled tightly up against his chest. His eyes were wide, and he was terrified. The woman could see spirits dancing around him, and knew he could see them. This was not a gift mortals should have, but demons gave no regard to what should be and what shouldn?t be. And that was why she was going to go visit the boy personally. [center]~*~[/center] The girl hung up the phone, and looked up at the ceiling. Her secret inside places burned with need, with fire, and daringly she placed a hand on one breast, touching the nipple. The fire flared up again, and she gasped. Her friend had agreed to come to her house, using the tree by the girl?s window to get in. Both knew what they were going to do, and they had only to hope they wouldn?t get caught. A few apartments down, the boy closed his eyes tightly against the whirling colors of the spirits, and then started away at a touch. Opening his eyes, his breath caught in his throat, and he felt heat rising in his body. Kneeling before him was a goddess. Her skin was tan, so smooth, her eyes so luminous and her hair fell to the floor in dark waves. Nothing bared his sight from exploring her; her fine, toned stomach, long, slender legs, small waist and small, yet round and firm breasts. The nipples were hard, and the woman leaned toward him, to capture his lips, place his hand on one perfect breast? Jolting awake painfully, the young girl shuddered, and stared out her window, wishing day would come and that the nightmares would go away. [center]~*~[/center] The demons in Hell watched through a similar globe. Many felt sorry for the teens, while others plotted to make their lives worse. Death herself smiled, watching, and the Fates sadly shook their heads. They wove the threads of the three teenager?s lives, as much as they hated it. Urd, Skuld, and Verdandi. The spinner, the weaver, and the cutter. Urd was past, Skuld was present, and Verdandi was future. What would happen to these three? Would the girl continue to craze what society forbids her to have? Will the boy have his Sixth Sight taken away? And will the third girl continue to have to watch it all? Only time will tell. This is a sequel to my other RPG, Innocence Stolen. It has the same story line, only with different people, so hopefully it?ll go a different way. ^_^ There you have it. This RPG is all about corruption. Who will the Fates choose to spare? And who will the demons overlook? We?ll see. Oh, yes, we?ll see. :devil: You can play anyone, except the Fates. I will control them. I hope this will work. There will be three parts to this. Corruption (the first segment), Disruption (second segment), and Destruction (the third segment). You can be anybody, except the woman. That?s me. Most of this will be in a modern setting, except when the corrupted are in Hell. Have fun! Name: (Modern, please; except for the demons) Age: Gender: (if you?re a demon, you may be a neuter; they are able to become male or female) Race: (human, demon; if demon, what type? Succubus, incubus, ect.) Appearance: No pictures, I prefer detailed descriptions. Reason: (Here put your reason for being corrupted; example: the second girl: cutting herself) Short Biography: (Just the basics; who you live with, what school you go to, what you do for fun.)[/size][/font]

*sighs*Annoying songs... let me see.. [b]How Far Is Heavan by Los Lonely Boys[/b]: Ingeneous as this song is, it is about as bad as Hollaback Girl. Geez, so repetitive. Everytime I hear it I wanna yell. "I don't know, so stop asking me!!" :sweat: [b]Where Is The Love by Black Eyed Peas[/b]: Great song, sort of, but yes, it is repetitive. It annoys the crap out of me, too, considering the answers to the questions they ask should be pretty darn obvious if they choose to look. Those are the only two I can think of right now, but I bet you I'll hear one on the radio when I go upstairs. :) EDIT: [b]Knockin on Heaven?s Door by Guns?N?Roses:[/b] this one is for my brother. He and my dad say every time they hear this song ?Quit knocking and come on in!?

[size=1]Gripping her knees, eyes shut tightly, the plane took off. Stephanie had the vague feeling of leaving her stomach behind, but she was to busy trying not to freak out to try to relocate said stomach. As the plane gained altitude and finally leveled out, she breathed a sigh of relief. Taking off her buckle, she disappeared into the bathroom to calm her stomach. Reappearing five minutes later, she sat back down, and stuck her earbuds back in. Switching the music to Destiny?s Child, and on random, it inevitably changed to Cater 2 U, and her thoughts wandered as she sketched. Setting aside the notepad, she sighed, and leaned her head against the window, closing her eyes. Jacob. Or, as she liked to call him, J-chan. Her lips twisted up in a smile as she remembered his curly hair and his glasses, and his soft, forgiving smile. A sigh escaped her lips, and she drifted into a happy sleep. Waking as the call for buckling up came over the intercom, Steph buckled, gripping her seat and telling herself to breathe. The plane descended, and as the passenger?s exited the plane, Steph?s heart jumped into her throat. She just couldn?t wait; she was moments from meeting the people she felt she loved more than anything in the world. As she grabbed her baggage and left the gate, her first thought was of finding a stall to throw up in. That thought was soon banished as her eyes focused on the one thing that she could never forget. A person standing in the crowd of milling people, a person who was watching for her just as anxiously as she was watching for him. Breaking into a run, she dropped her baggage next to him, throwing her arms around his neck. Warm, comforting arms went around her, and she buried her face in Jacob?s shoulder. She could feel her walls dissolving; all her reason disappeared, as they pulled closer. She was crying and laughing all at the same time. Finally pulling away, Steph smiled up at Jacob. Their eyes locked. ?[b]My god, I thought I would never get to see you.[/b]? His voice was so soft, so gentle, and she stood on tip-toe, brushing a kiss across his cheek. She blushed, and looked away. Picking up her baggage, she looked up as another voice called out, ?[b]Steph! Jacob![/b]? Kelly ran towards them, grinning like a fool. OOC: All right people, come on, lets get your flights over with! Where are the rest of you people???[/size]

[size=1]All right, the picture I have linked is the pic I used for my current banner and ava. Only I want something a little flashier, a little cuter, if you understand. Banner: my name, and the quote "I'm not giving up - and neither are you." Ava: my name. I don't care what shot you use; head shot, body shot, or just the sparkly confetti thingys, or her dress. Whatever. ^__________^ Very simple request. Thanks whoever does it! Skye[/size] [url=http://img211.echo.cx/img211/4345/pockethopea9dj.jpg]Click Here[/url]

[size=1][color=red][b]Name-[/b] Becca Nightbird [b]Age-[/b] Physical: 17/ True: 439 [b]Alliance-[/b] Vampire [b]Appearance-[/b] Standing 5?11? with a lithe, willowy, and wiry form, Becca has just the right curves in all the right places. Graceful arching feet, long, artistic hands, and an oval face with a small, round nose, and a very full, very pout-y mouth. Long, sharp, glistening fangs protrude slightly above her bottom lips, skin pale, and lips blood red. Her hair falls to well past her waist, stopping just short of her knees, in a cascade of honey-gold and silver curls and waves. She has it pulled back in a long braided ponytail. Her eyes are slanted attractively, and are deep green, though glassy, and sensitive to bright light. She tends to wear tight garments that show off her figure, which will make any mans blood stir. Currently she wears tight doeskin leggings, knee-high dark brown riding boots, a form-fitting peasant top under a leather vest, and a long, hooded cloak of black. [b]Weapons-[/b] Her fangs, twin seven inch steel knives, hidden in her boots, and a single five inch steel knife like [url=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v40/saifai/photographs/knives_fantasy_jackalkl.jpg]this[/url]. [b]Extra- [/b] Becca has a cat ?familiar? as she calls him; his name is Briary and he is jet black with huge green and gold eyes. [b]Personality-[/b] Becca is seductive and playful, and likes to trick young mortal men into her bed. She?ll play with them like Briary plays with a mouse, and then will feast, easily taking what she wants. She has no temper, and is not easily frightened, and though cocky, she is very wise and very sly. Becca knows what to watch out for, and is not easily tricked. She will go along with traps and then just laugh, disappearing into the shadows at the last moment. She loves trickery, and has made a few of her own fledgelings. [b]Fighting Style-[/b] Hand-to-hand fighting is what Becca favors, though she has a few spells that almost all vampires know; hypnotism, causing the victim to do what the caster says; ?fading?, the ability to hide IN shadows; and levitation, the ability to levitate objects, creatures, and herself. But other than that, she fights with her hands and her weapons ? her fangs and her claws. She fights dirty. [b]Character Snippet-[/b]?[b]Briary, is Michael here yet?[/b]? Becca said, rolling over lazily on her plush cushions of red velvet and purple satin. The black cat sat in the window, eyes closed to mere slits, watching closely the goings-on of the day outside. [I]::No, Becca. But I feel him. He is near.::[/I] Becca smiled one of her sly smiles, and got up with the grace of a cat. Going over to her oaken wardrobe, she told Briary silently to close the drapes over the window. Briary jumped out of the window, and batted the drapes closed with one paw before going to settle himself on Becca?s bed. The vampiress opened the wardrobe and pulled out a silky nightdress in blood red, one that easily slipped off her shoulders and she quickly changed clothes. Arranging herself on the cushions, she leisurely unbraided her hair, allowing it to tumble about her in luscious waves. ?[b]Becca?[/b]? The vampire smiled slyly, and relaxed back into the cushions, allowing her chest to rise and fall alluringly as Michael came in. Closing the door behind him, the slightly older vampire smiled, slipping his hood down to reveal a crown of dark gold curls and bright blue eyes that were glassy like Becca?s own. Slipping off his coat, he put it on the coat rack. His muscular chest rippled beneath a tight black shirt, and he walked over to look down at the woman before him. Becca fluttered her eyes at him, lips parting slowly as Michael folded himself down beside her? ^____________^ I?ve been waiting for something like this. Thank you, Jamie![/size][/color]

[size=1]Kaela moaned in her sleep, tossing and turning. She gasped, shooting awake as she jarred her leg. Images from her nightmare flew across in front of her eyes, and she swallowed. A hand on her arm told her she wasn?t alone. Looking up, she looked right into Zeph?s eyes, and her heart skipped a beat. She croaked out, ?[b]Z-zeph? What are you doing here?[/b]? Zeph helped her sit up, a frown creasing his brow. ?[b]I was worried about you, Kaela-kun. I had to come see how you were.[/b]? Kaela fought to keep down a blush and mumbled thanks. [center]~*~[/center] Kaela had been allowed to go home, and was now sitting alone on her bed in the middle of her room, staring down at her comforter. A knock on her door and she raised her head. ?[b]Come in,[/b]? she said quietly. Her mother came in, and placed a plate of cookies and a glass of milk on her table. Coming over, her mom kissed her forehead, and ruffled her hair with a smile. ?[b]Feel better, Kaela-chan.[/b]? Then she left. Kaela ate a cookie, downed the milk, and then noticed a letter on her bedside table. Opening it slowly, she read through it before tossing it onto her desk She then sat back down on her bed, gazing up at the ceiling. Kaela was silent, and then began singing quietly a song that played over and over in her head. [I]Playground School bells Ring Again? Rainclouds Come to Play Again? Has no one told you She?s not breathing Hello I?m your mind Giving you someone to talk to? Hello?[/I] With a scream of frustration, she whirled, slamming her fists into the pillow, and she collapsed into restless sobs. [/size]

[size=1]In a small, country town called Monroe, the best you can get is a Hardees, a small barber shop, a small music appliances shop, and the health food store. Those are the only things I remember from "Main Street" in Monroe. Pretty pathetic. I would like to show you all the entrance to the old highschool. :) [url=http://www.monroeareahigh.org/SchoolPics%20002.jpg]Click Here[/url] Not very exciting, huh? I mean, the Bi-Lo and the auto shop across the street from it look more interesting! Probably cuz theres usually huge trucks and cars with great rims in their parkinglots, but I mean, c'mon, what'd you expect from a small-town?[/size]

[size=1]Becca fluttered her eyes at Julian. ?[b]Becca. And who might you be?[/b]? ?[b]Julian. Come here often?[/b]? Becca laughed, a husky laugh. ?[b]No, not really.[/b]? Julian smiled slyly at her. ?[b]And what would a pretty young girl like you be doing here alone?[/b]? Becca smiled back at him, eyes half closed teasingly. ?[b]Oh, cruising for attractive men like yourself. And give it up, Asmodeus. I?m not quite that green.[/b]? Julian looked a tad flustered until Becca leaned over, showing off quite a bit of cleavage, and whispered something obscene in his ear, lips tickling the lobe teasingly. Julian nearly turned bright red, but instead grinned. ?[b]Well? Yes? Or no?[/b]? Becca had to give it to the guy, he was definitely good looking. The pink was probably a little over the top, but she had to admit, it took guts for a guy to wear pink. As the Demon of Lust, she knew he had to be pretty secure in his masculinity to wear pink. Julian leaned forward, and wrapped an arm around Becca?s waist. ?[b]You should know the answer to that.[/b]? Becca leaned against him, sliding off the bar stool into his lap. She winked at Alex over her shoulder, and laughed. OOC: Not at all, Hatake. Hope this is all right with you. ^_~[/size]

[size=1][color=seagreen]I am the eldest out of two, and I know the ups and downs of having a sib like the back of my hand. I'm the older sister, with a younger brother, and usually, we don't get along. He likes using the "I don't feel good" to get out of things. Ifinally got fed up with having my half of the chores done (laundry) and not ever having the kitchen done, so I stuck him cooking dinner, and I do both kitchen and laundry. I'm happy with it that way. Unfortunately, he is afraid of the oven. An 11-year-old boy is afraid of the oven, and he looks like he could pass for 14, which is how old I am. What's funny is that most people don't see us fighting. We won't do it in public. We act like we're twins in public. Finish each others sentences, talk at the same time, make eye contact and then bust up laughing. it's wierd. No matter how annoying he gets, I still love and adore him. :)[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=seagreen][center][b]Name:[/b] Kinomoto Naoko (Last name first) [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Rank:[/b] 4th Squad, Captain [b]Appearance:[/b] [url= http://www.psycko-manga.de/gallery/babe/55-3.htm]Naoko and the Rings[/url] [

[size=1][b]Name:[/b] Mi?ichkavi ap Lir?ritlae [b]Code name:[/b] WindBlossom [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Age:[/b] 1,230 [b]Race:[/b] Azatian [b]Abilities:[/b] These guys have the ability to feel, hear, and even see time. They can feel the breaks and fluctuations in the timelines, sometimes it even hurts them. They can mostly predict time and sense the future in some cases, some can even manipulate time. Manipulating time means, in their case, that they can sense time so much they are able to take action in the past that can devastate the future. So much as taking a step in the wrong direction could destroy the future if they knew exactly what to do and what would happen. The Azatians cannot travel through time without the aid of technology, unfortunately. Mi?ichkavi ?s particular skills are piloting, mechanics, and anything to do with machines. [b]Position:[/b] Second in Command [b]Personality: [/b] The silent, ever-present shadow. She is highly intelligent, and capable of comprehending even the most difficult languages, even if only at a gut-level. She is very sensitive to others thoughts and feelings, and if someone is depressed, she goes numb, null, and there is no way to pull her out of it until the depressed person near her becomes otherwise envolved emotionally. Pleasure and pain she feels acutely, and silently she will fight them. As a commander, she will take crap from no-one, and will not allow someone to disobey her orders. She is second only to Theta, and feels a fondness, if nothing else, for her commander. [b]Appearance:[/b] [url=http://www.psycko-manga.de/gallery/babe/12-6.htm]WindBlossom[/url] [

[b]Michelle[/b] [size=1]Curling up tighter against the cold that seeped in under her door, Michelle slowly woke from a restless night of sleep. As her brain came alive, she registered that her toes were numb, and her legs were pinpricking all along her skin. She groaned, turned over, and smacked her nose against the plaster wall. Cursing, the girl dragged herself away from that side of the small, cramped bed, and flung her feet over the side. Michelle gazed across the room into the cracked floor-length mirror, and evaluated her appearance. Her tousled, boy-cropped jet-black hair was sticking up in places, and she had dark bags under her dark blue eyes. Bringing a hand up to her face, she touched her pale skin, remarking on the hollow-seeming cheeks. As her feet touched the floor, she shuddered. Her toes were tingling painfully as feeling came back to them, and she searched under her bed for her worn, plain black slippers. Being unable to find more than one, she threw up her hands in an exasperated gesture, and made for the bathroom. Half an hour, a shower, and three cups of coffee later, Michelle gave up trying to brush her hair down. She grabbed a hat, shoved it down over her head, and grabbed her boots. Pulling them on, she grabbed her keys and purse, and went out to her car. Canyon. That was what she called her car. This car was the only good thing in her life. Her good-for-nothing ex had left it for her as consolation, and despite the negative feelings attached to it, it ran pretty well. Pretty well for a ?94 Chevy Cavalier, that is. The car was three shades of rust (hence it?s nickname), and had only three hubcaps left. With a sigh, she slid into the car, and pulled out of the driveway. Her legs were going numb again, due to having no working heating system. The short drive to the restaurant she worked at was silent, except for the hum of the cars engine. Michelle parked around the back of the building before going to sign in. As she entered through the kitchen door, the shriek of the manager, Holly, told her it was not going to be a good day.[/size] I'll look for a good example of my posts, but otherwise, this'll have to do.

[size=1]Becca Lonestar was leaning against the doorway to the pub, a smile quirking her lips upwards as she listened to the banter. Tabris lingered in the back of her mind, unlike those in the other avatars ? Tabris and Becca had a mutual agreement that Becca was one person, and Tabris another. Tabris was not going to control Becca. Going in, she made her way towards the bar, earning hoots and hollers from most of the male customers. She tossed her hair over one shoulder, and winked, getting another round of hoots and whistles. Sliding onto a bar stool, she said in her low, husky, purring voice, [b]?Martini, dirty, two olives.?[/b] The bar tender hurried to fill her order, and she turned to the man next to her with a smile. ?[b]Nice to see you all happy and drunk, Lucifer.[/b]? The man chuckled. [b]?Not quite drunk, dear Tabris.?[/b] Becca snorted, and accepted her martini. ?[b]I?m Becca. Tabris and I have this agreement on being one person? we aren?t. So call me Becca. I?ll let you know when Tabris wakes up, the lazy ass.[/b]? [I][color=red]I heard that, Becca?[/color] You were meant to.[/I] Stirring her martini, she brought the olives to her mouth, sliding one off with her lips, and then into her mouth. ?[b]You doing anything later? I?d love to show you what I can do.[/b]? Becca asked with a purr, sipping her drink, tilting the glass between her thumb and forefinger. In the back of her mind, Tabris snorted. [I][color=red]That?s just sick, Becca.[/color] Shut up, I?m having fun. Lucifer?s drunk anyway, or almost drunk. An angel needs to loosen up once in a while.[/I] OOC: Hope that?s all right, Anarchy.[/size]

[size=1]All right, lets move out! *looks very sheepish* Oops. Sorry. Er... yeah. The thread is now up! Hop to it, people![/size]

[center][size=1][b]Chapter One:[/b] Airplanes [b]Characters Involved:[/b] All [b]Plot:[/b] Make your first few posts how your day goes before the plane flight (or whatever method of transportation your taking), and then the beginning of your flight (or whatever method of transportation your taking). Next posts will be the rest of your plane flight, and then when you arrive. Third, we all split up to go to our hotels, or stick together if we go to the same hotel, and then all get ready for the party - or, don't get ready, as the case may be. ~*~ An ordinary day for Stephanie; get up at God knows how early, get to school, come home in the afternoon, do her homework, and then sit down at her computer to fry her brain. Except that today, thank GOD, had been the last day of high school. And now, she was free for the summer, and waiting to see what college was going to accept her. She sat down at said computer, and noticed that on her desk was the mail. She raised an eyebrow; she hardly ever got mail. What surprised her even more was the familiar name on the outside. Tearing open the envelope, her eyes went wide, and she suppressed a squeal of glee. Just what she needed; an invitation to a party. What made her even happier was the fact that a lot of her friends from Otaku[b]Boards[/b] were going to be there. And it was right on time, too, for summer vacation. Setting it down, she opened a fresh window on her laptop, and went to OB. There, she sent a simple PM to the inviter: Hey, you bet I?ll be there! And with that, she closed the laptop, and started unpacking the rest of her things in her new apartment. Stephanie was sitting cross-legged in the middle of a pile of clothes when the phone rang. Unfortunately, the phone was halfway across the house, and she only heard it on the second ring. Scrambling to stand, she dodged clothes and sprinted down the hall. It rang again, and she swept the phone up. ?[b]Hello?[/b]? ?[b]Moshi moshi![/b]? Natsu?s happy tone rang over the phone. Stephanie calmed down, evening out her breathing. ?[b]Oh, hey,. Nats! Did you get the PM?[/b]? ?[b]Yea, I am so excited I can?t believe she invited us all the way to Houston! I can?t wait![/b]? ?[b]I know, I can?t wait to see everyone![/b]? ?[b]Ok cya soon then![/b]? Steph clicked the phone off, and set it down. Thinking better of it, she took it with her back to the bedroom, where she nestled herself amid the clothing articles and her dresser once more. ~*~ Two weeks later, Steph finished folding her clothes into her suitcase, and zipped the bag before sitting back on her heels. She looked around her room. It was finally all organized, and just in time for her vacation. A furry presence rubbing against her back alerted her once more to the problem of what to do with Isabelle, Kylie, and Canyon. ?[b]Canyon, here boy![/b]? Canyon bounded in, small flagged tail wagging happily. Canyon was a mutt, and a pound rescue puppy. Stephanie knew he was at least part lab puppy, and part collie, with the deep keel and the knot on the top of his skull. He also had a white stripe down his muzzle, but other than that, they weren?t sure WHAT he was. The pup jumped into her lap, licking her face. Stephanie smiled, but was inwardly frowning. She had an hour before her flight, and still had to shower, get dressed, and get TO the airport. She had been going around the house all day in a giant T-shirt and shorts. She picked up the phone, and dialed the kennel. Arrangements were made for Canyon, and she then called her friend Alia to come and check on the two cats over the week. A half an hour later, she was putting the finishing touch on her outfit. A denim mini-skirt, a lavender halter top, her white tennis shoes, and her baby blue jacket. She had her hair braided into two matching braids, and was tying white leather strips at the ends, each strip have a purple bead at either end. She touched up her make-up, and grabbed her suitcase. ?[b]Canyon![/b]? The puppy raced over, and she picked him up, careful not to let him anywhere near her face. When twenty-five minutes later she finally made it to the airport, she sprinted around everyone as her flight was called. She boarded the plane. OOC: All right everyone!! Lets do this![/size][/center]

[size=1]o.o; [looks very scared as the cookie is dipped in the soup] All right, I'll tell everyone this, I already told ReFlux. I will start this at 8:00 tonight, whether or not Jian and vicky have their sign ups ready. They'll just have to catch up, and until their sign ups get up, they can just be late. :P So watch for it tonight.[/size]

[size=1][color=DeepSkyBlue]You look good with long hair, Sean-chan. *glomps* All right, I have no idea where Jian got to, and vicky will sign up when she gets the time. If Jian doesn't get his sign up up by 8:00 tonight, I will start it, and he can sign up when he gets the time. Since I don't want to make you all wait forever for Jian to sign up. I know vicky's sign up will take some time. All right, just make sure to look for it tonight![/size][/color]

[QUOTE=Kyuai][FONT=Comic Sans MS][COLOR=DarkOliveGreen]Bah, planes are nothin' to be scared of. Riddin' plenty of 'em... only the first time was scary... when I was nine

[size=1]Um... edit your age to four years from now...[/size]

[size=1][color=DeepSkyBlue]Gah! @.@ Slow down! Yes, take whatever methods suit you, walk if you want! >.< Plane was just the first thing to come to mind, even though I'm afraid of heights, too, and I'm terrified of going on a plane. But I'll make myself. Can't be all that bad. Might accidentally leave my stomach behind, though. I wish someone lived near me... I'm going to be flying alone... On the hotel subject, it's all up to you. I'll probably end up bunking with J-chan and Spence. lol Or by myself lonesome and sad. >.> Not that J-chan and Spence would let me do that... But yes, I don't care, it's your own choice. DK: but if the posts didn't have an order, we would be getting our times screwed up. And then we'd be getting off the plane before we got on. How would you explain that? And soup is good. Lots and lots of soup. I'll probably be providing some myself. ^_~ EDIT: All right, I meant to type DeepSkyBlue for the color, but I typed DeepSkyeBlue. Xd (Oh, and here. *tosses everyone a cookie*) All right, Sean is doing his sign up tonight, vicky is going to have hers before the 17th, and I have no idea what Spencer is doing. He hasn't PMed me in days, which is bizarre. So hopefully we can start soon.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=DeepSkyBlue]Wow. You guys have blown me away. Thank you all so much for showing up for this. *hugs* So far we have: Stephanie [b]played by[/b] Skye (Me) Natsu Hiroshima [b]played by[/b] Lady Dust Sarah Thomason [b]played by[/b] Ozymandius Jones Jamie Nesbitt [b]played by[/b] Delacroix Trevor [b]played by[/b] Unborn Lord Xion T.J. Hairston [b]played by[/b] Kayin DK Glasheen [b]played by[/b] 0ber0n the Neko Tyler [b]played by[/b] T man Anne [b]played by[/b] Opal Bobby Kingsley [b]played by[/b] Crusader Brian Andollini [b]played by[/b] bogger3k Carolina Soto [b]played by[/b] Momo Ray Conrad [b]played by[/b] Dmitri_Dragoon Corey [b]played by[/b] Corey Garett Kieler [b]played by[/b] Gelgoog Pilot Jason [b]played by[/b] Guess? Jacob Hofmann [b]played by[/b] Kyuai Erica [b]played by[/b] Neuvoxetere Mike [b]played by[/b] ReFlux Sean [b]played by[/b] Sean I am waiting on these people to sign up, and then we can start: Jian (a.k.a Spencer) vicky Everyone check the Underground for details on the first two "Chapters". Thank you all for signing up![/size][/color]

[size=1]All right, I know, I should slow down, but I am having serious mood swings, and although I still love my current banner and ava, it's not the mood I'm in. I have three banners I made, but I need someone to merge them into one banner, fade in the first, fade out, fade in the second, fade out, and fade in the third. Not only that, I need words added to them, one at a time. ^_^; This is going to be a lot of work, but I hope you can all do it. [img]http://img149.echo.cx/img149/1907/bannerrag16yr.jpg[/img] [url]http://img149.echo.cx/img149/1907/bannerrag16yr.jpg[/url] This is the first one, and on it, I would like to have: I have my own life, my own decisions to make... [img]http://img149.echo.cx/img149/9356/bannerrag25gw.jpg[/img] [url]http://img149.echo.cx/img149/9356/bannerrag25gw.jpg[/url] Second: SOmetimes I need help, and need someone to show me the way... [img]http://img149.echo.cx/img149/9227/bannerrag37fs.jpg[/img] [url]http://img149.echo.cx/img149/9227/bannerrag37fs.jpg[/url] Third: But all in all, its my life. I can do this my self. And then my name. [img]http://img149.echo.cx/img149/787/ragava12zu.jpg[/img] [url]http://img149.echo.cx/img149/787/ragava12zu.jpg[/url] First [img]http://img149.echo.cx/img149/2797/ragava38qp.jpg[/img] [url]http://img149.echo.cx/img149/2797/ragava38qp.jpg[/url] Second [img]http://img149.echo.cx/img149/530/ragava28ml.jpg[/img] [url]http://img149.echo.cx/img149/530/ragava28ml.jpg[/url] Third And for those, could you just put my name at the end on the last one? Whoever thinks they can do this, thank you sososososososo much! Skye[/size]