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Post by Harli on Jul 24, 2006 10:04:29 GMT -5
The soft creak of a moving swing echoed down the dark street.A male figure,the cause of the noise,swung slowly back and forth.He appeared to be 20,stood at 6'2,and weighed 170 pounds.His skin was a shade of pale cream.His chin length,black hair covered his right eye and the other shone a dark greenish blue color.The hair that covered his eye was a darker shade of that same green blue....He was wearing a black hoodie with a white,broken heart where his own heart was,old,ripped jeans,and black and white Vans shoes.Following behind his moving form was a thin,black,whip like tail with a hard,triangular tip htat was the same color as the green of his hair.Floating closely to his back were black bat wings that appeared to be dipped in the green as well....He sighed as a small,black eyeliner filled tear ran down his left cheek.He set his feet on the ground to make the swing stop,and a cloud of dust filled the air.He hesitantly wiped the tear from his cheek and looked up at the night sky.Ah,he was an emo,obviously....and not a bad looking one at that.He rested his hands on his legs and looked at their black naile,which he had painted not that long ago.The male sighed again.What might his name be...?Tre....Tre Dimaskez.He started swinging again.Ah,it was a cool night....and his breath couls barely be seen as he exhaled.This was how he liked it....
(Picture on Hauntspectre's look up,courtesy of MissC.)
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Post by starsgoblue on Jul 24, 2006 10:26:57 GMT -5
A sillouette of a female lupess walked along, near the swing. A trail of curly pink hair flowed out behind her. She stopped, and in the moonlight, you could see a bit more of her. Bright pink eyes reflected the silvery light, and they almost glowed. Pure white furcovered her body, except for two pink bands aroundher arms. A white cami was streched tightly across her small, thin figure, followed by a pleated dark pink skirt. The skirt was much to short to be worn alone, so gray leggings went down to her ankles. Finishing the outfit were a pair of white flip-flops. She began to walk again. She had been walking all night, for no reason at all. Well, at least for an unknown reason. It was dangerous, sure, but she could defend herself. But still, she was wondering why she was still walking, not heading for home. Maybe it was just that Larkaby was lonely.
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Post by Harli on Jul 24, 2006 10:36:59 GMT -5
Tre rose his head slightly as the femme walked not far from the swing.He lowered his head again though....Ah,depression....I guess that's what comes with falling from heaven....Oh well,that is a story for another day....His eyes were focussed upon the ground and his ears were only for the creaking of the swing.Every once in a while,he would glance at the lupess...and then stare at the earth some more....He was steadily climbing in height as he continued to swing....This was so much better than the place he had been last....Bleh...He was supposed to be hunting down Sleven at the moment....but who cares...?He didn't,that's for sure....
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Post by starsgoblue on Jul 24, 2006 10:45:51 GMT -5
Uh oh. He had been spotted. Larka's head shot up, then looked at the boy as she slowed her walking. She then turned around untill she was right in front of him. "Hi! I'm Larka, who're you?" Yes, Larka is in high spirits, in fact, she gets that way whenever she spots a new person! She stared at him hard, racking her brain to see if she had met him before.
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Nope! Then she would have to make a good first impression. All I can say is, poor, poor, Tre.
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Post by Harli on Jul 24, 2006 10:54:10 GMT -5
"Tre..."he said in a cool,depressing tone.He didn't raise his head....but instead kept swinging.He sighed and looked at Larka for a moment....One word came to mind...Prep.....Ugh...He never gave good first impressions....especially not with happy people....He licked his lips for no reason....Opening his mouth,he yawned,fangs,if that is what you'd like to call them,gleaming.He was only happy when he was fighting with someone....especially the angels....That was fun to him....
(I g2g for now....See you later.^^)
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Post by starsgoblue on Jul 24, 2006 10:56:48 GMT -5
The tip of her white tail flicked u. "Nice to meet you Tre," she said, bending down to his eye level. Suddenly, her ears pricked up, and she shot back to standing. "Prep?! I'm no prep. I just like being happy. Just like you apparently like being sad." She snorted, crossing her arms over her chest.Had he said that outloud? No, don't think he did. Hmm.
ooc; K, bye! -waves-
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Post by Harli on Jul 24, 2006 11:24:23 GMT -5
"Whatever...."he mumbled,continuing to swing.Someone's in a worse mood then usual....Hmmm....'Preps are always happy...'he thought.'Just like I'm always depressed....'His tail swished around a bit.Lightning flashed and thunder boomed.Nice...rain.The water slowly fell from the sky,first in small drops,and then larger ones.Tre looked up at the sky,a small spark in his eyes.He loved the rain....He loved laying outside and staring up at the dark,water filled clouds....He sighed as the black eyeliner ran,making him appear to have very many black tears.
(I'll be off and on.)
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Post by kat on Jul 24, 2006 11:24:54 GMT -5
00c; That was me. Forgot I made an account. If you don't activate your account, will it go away, or do I have to do something else?
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Post by Harli on Jul 24, 2006 11:26:46 GMT -5
ooc//I think that you can delete it....@_@....
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Post by kat on Jul 24, 2006 11:39:09 GMT -5
00c; I'm new, so I'm an idiot. How?
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Post by Harli on Jul 24, 2006 11:40:26 GMT -5
ooc//Uuuh....I don't know...Hold on...I'll figure it out.
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Post by Harli on Jul 24, 2006 11:41:44 GMT -5
ooc//Click on the name when you're logged in,go to modify profile,scroll down to the bottom,and press 'Delete Account'.^^
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Post by ArchAngelChris on Jul 24, 2006 12:03:55 GMT -5
Hm. The ArchAngel was getting bad vibes, as usual, though he couldn't help but feel as if someone wanted to cause him some harm. Nonetheless, he continued with his routine stroll around the area, large, angelic feathered wings held in a furled knot on his broad back. Eventually, he made in near the playground, slipping his hands into his pockets as his stomach started doing cartwheels. Meh, something didn't feel right. Clearing his throat, the angel glanced in across the playground, as of now, he didn't recognize Tre, or Larka. Keep in mind there was still some distance between them, though Sleven was filling this distance step by step while rounding the corner and intending on travelling further down the sidewalk. A sigh filled the air as both hands soon shifted behind the back of his head, apparently, he never knew what to do with himself in the silence.
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Post by Cayden on Jul 24, 2006 12:15:18 GMT -5
ooc:// Hope you guys don't mind meh joining! >.<
bic:// About 20 feet away, a young girl, 17, sort of like a shadow. Her bright red highlights were like the color of blood. She had a small black leather jacket and black jeans with cuts covering the front and back on. Her shoes, too were black as was the rest of her hair meshed with the highlights. She was off in her own little world. Practicing some sort of element thing, flipping backward and weird looking stunts. Suddenly she stopped noticing the two people. Her eyes widened like her stunts were a secret, and were supposed to stay that way. Her eyes shifted from a black color to a pale gray color in seconds. As soon as she let off focus she slipped in the mud. But she got up all the same, when she got up, it appeared as though she hadn't fell at all. She walked closer to the couple. Her eyes turned the same shade of red as her highlights as she approached. Her eyes, still wide. Her mouth, closed tight. She stared with a "pretend" cough here and there. "Sup?" she asked under her breath.
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Post by kat on Jul 24, 2006 12:46:19 GMT -5
00c; Thankies! EEE! More peeps! =0
ic; Larka turned, her skirt flying up a bit in the wind. Thank God for leggings. Seeing the female figure, who had, apparently, said something to them. "Umm, hi! I'm Larka." She cocked her head, smiling sweetly. "Who might you be?" Oh, how Larka just loooves meeting new people!
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