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Thread: Traumatic Beginnings (Hiddenartist & rskde)

After her first class, she went into the bathrooms. Staring at herself in the mirror, she murmured should have worn the holey jeans. Maybe then you would have been ignored. she closed her eyes for a moment, tensing when she heard someone else enter the room. She quickly turned and left. Next class, history. She arrived there just as the bell rang, leaving one empty desk. One empty desk next to none other but the strange social kid. Glancing between him and the teacher, she hesitated a moment before moving to the back of the class to sit next to him. This was too weird.
Thread: Traumatic Beginnings (Hiddenartist & rskde)

He smiles to her and nods. Welcome to history class. He says quietly while leaning back in his chair, watching the teacher as she starts her introduction to the class, though he tends to just ignore most of it any way as he doesn't feel like he needs any of the information. How've you been? It's been like.. Five minutes since I last saw you. He says with a chuckle, shaking his head quietly.
Thread: Traumatic Beginnings (Hiddenartist & rskde)

She couldn't stop the barest hint of a smile from entering her face when he spoke. So strange guy was funny. thank you. she whispered in response to his welcome, trying not to be amused as she stared down at her desk. Her hair fell forward covering her face as she thought about the guy sitting beside her. Nervously, she reached up and brushed a hand through her hair, glancing up at him. She wasn't necessarily shy, but she wasn't used to attention either.
Thread: Traumatic Beginnings (Hiddenartist & rskde)

He flashes her another smile when she looks up at him. Wow, I'm actually seeing your eyes for the first time. He says with a chuckle. It sucks you can't hang out later, I dunno what I'm gonna do at home alone, my family does a lot of work to put food on the table and they tend to remind me often. He explains quietly so that the teacher cannot hear him. Any particular reason you gotta be home so early? He asks.
Thread: Traumatic Beginnings (Hiddenartist & rskde)

She couldn't stop the small blush that heated her cheeks when he commented on her eyes. I... she looked up at the teacher, worried about catching her attention. my dad gets back at 6 and um... if she didn't have food made for him, she was punished. Not to mention having the house cleaned, and table set. I guess if I was home by five... her father would never know. Hopefully. She would just have to work quickly. Wait, why was she even thinking about this? Going out didn't end well, this guy would be no different. Hopefully he'd just give up on her.
Thread: Traumatic Beginnings (Hiddenartist & rskde)

He raises his eyebrows at her when she blushes, a grin spreads across his face. Home by five? I can definitely get you home before your dad gets home. He says to her quietly so that the teacher doesn't notice. Cmon Salene, have some fun. He says. You only go through high school once. He says to her while leaning back in his seat. And once you go the first time you'll want to go again and again, trust me. He says while picking up his pencil, twirling it around in his hand.
Thread: Traumatic Beginnings (Hiddenartist & rskde)

He was so... personable. It was strange. She wanted to be upset that he didn't decline, and part of her was afraid, but... She couldn't help but feel a little lonely at times. What was the worst that could happen? he could take her to some place in the middle of nowhere and murder her? That actually wouldn't be that bad, save her from what she dealt with at home. I'll go. She whispered, glancing up at him again. But I'll need to tell my dad where we are going. She wasn't sure why she added that second part. There was no way she was telling her dad what was going on, plus she didn't have a phone to contact him even if she wanted to. He wouldn't waste money on her like that.
Thread: Traumatic Beginnings (Hiddenartist & rskde)

Sweet. He says with a grin. Just tell him we're going to McGregor's Park, that's the general area, unless he wants map coordinates. He says jokingly, leaning back in his chair for a moment before looking at her again. Wait.. Does he want coordinates? He asks with a chuckle. I can tell you and your dad are pretty close, he probably keeps an eye on you to make sure you don't get hurt. He says, not knowing this is the opposite of the truth, though he is making an educated guess considering she said she would have to tell her dad where she was going.
Thread: Traumatic Beginnings (Hiddenartist & rskde)

She couldn't stop the wince when he said that her dad wouldn't want her to get hurt, thinking of the bruise on her arm. Yeah.. she said, her voice hollow. Swallowing past the lump in her throat, she couldn't look him in the eye. I'll just tell him McGregor's park. If I end up missing I'm sure he'll have the whole area searched. She said, trying to smile and joke a bit. But she knew if she went missing, her father would probably rejoice. This whole thing was probably stupid and she would regret it... but what could one meeting hurt? When and where should we meet?
Thread: Traumatic Beginnings (Hiddenartist & rskde)

Once the fourth bell rings and school is out, meet me out in the student parking lot and we can drive up to the park. He explains to her. The bell for the period rings and he stands, gathering his books and tucking them under his arm. What class do you have next? He asks her with the raise of his eyebrows.
Thread: Traumatic Beginnings (Hiddenartist & rskde)

She hesitated a moment, that part of her that was saying this was all going to be a horrible disaster was only getting louder. But she nodded. Okay... I'll meet you there then. Hopefully he wasn't expecting her to have her own car. That would be rather awkward... Well, awkward would be better than dead at least. At his next question, she looked down at her schedule. English with Mr. Runion. Looking back up at him, returned his question. You?
Thread: Traumatic Beginnings (Hiddenartist & rskde)

He places his books down for a moment to rifle through them, searching for his schedule. I have.. Chemistry with Mrs Falker. He says. Well, I guess you get a break from me. He says with a laugh as he slips the schedule back into his folder. He lifts up his books again before nodding to her. I'll see you later, then. He says with a bright smile before leaving the room, heading for Chemistry class which seems to progress a lot quicker without his frequent conversations.
Thread: Traumatic Beginnings (Hiddenartist & rskde)

She hesitated a moment before going to her next class. Distracted throughout the whole thing, she didn't absorb much of the syllabus that was presented. She was too busy thinking about the guy in her previous two classes. She'd managed to get through the last couple years without a single friend or barely a friendly acquaintance, why was that being ruined now? Hopefully they'd go to the park, have a miserable time, then he'd never talk to her again. As she was thinking about the whole scenario, it occured to her that they were going to get back at 5, and it was a 45 minute walk back to her house when her dad got back at 6... She wouldn't be able to make dinner in that time... maybe she could get him to drop her off closer to home, then she could walk the rest of the way back.. yeah, that would work... First day of school, and this was already a disaster waiting to happen. Please please please don't let her father find out.
Thread: Traumatic Beginnings (Hiddenartist & rskde)

The final bell for the day rings and Kev stands from his desk, grabbing all of his books before heading to his locker. He opens the locker door and deposits some of his books into his locker and some into his backpack, which he hoists up on to his shoulder before closing his locker and turning the combination lock a few times. He walks outside to the school parking lot, standing outside of his car while waiting for Salene to show up, watching the school's exit so that he would see her.
Thread: Traumatic Beginnings (Hiddenartist & rskde)

Salene made it through the rest of the day uneventfully. If it wasn't for the seemingly overfriendly guy in her first two classes, her day would have been like any other. She didn't put anything in her locker, she didn't have enough stuff to carry around to make it necessary to put anything in her locker, so instead she went straight for the doors. She walked with her head down, her hair allowing her to hide as it fell forward. making her way through the crowds towards the student parking lot, she grew nervous, lightly chewing on her bottom lip. Then she saw him there, and her heart gave a little squeeze when she saw him waiting for her. It was strange, having someone wait for you, looking for you when youve never had anyone do that before. Swallowing past her nerves, she reached up and tucked her curtain of hair behind her ear. Hi.
Thread: Superteam Assemble! (Casket & Cheesecake)

After years of service to mankind the Samaritan, the world's most powerful hero finally met his match. It wasn't some super strong killer machine alien, because he as stronger than any he'd met. It wasn't some mind controlling villainous psionic because his mind was incorruptible. Nor was is some magic powered demon because he was impervious to even those attacks. In the end it had been the Samaritan's own dark secrets that had finally brought him to his knees. Years of being humanities moral cornerstone, always acting the part of the perfect gentleman in any situation, unit he met the Seductress. A new supervillain on the scene with the pheromone powers that allowed her to control humans. She used this power to manipulate the Sentinel of Justice and show the world what a secret pervert he actually was. The press had a field day, and his reputation was tarnish so bad that he had to hire a PR team to pull out of the public relation's nightmare. Their first suggestion was that he assemble a super team. The idea didn't make sense to him at first, but under further scrutiny the logic panned out. The team's plan was to surround the Samaritan with other, even less morally sound heroes and in comparison, the Samaritan would look like a saint once more. Today, the Samaritan stands, hips heroically on his hips, with the wind blowing his black cape out, ever so epicily. He is dressed in his usual white spandex unitard, gold belt and gold 'S' emblem shining in the sun. Red gloves and boots complete. His short cropped blonde hair was slicked back capping off his handsome blue eyes and square jaw. His media team was set to snap pictures, as soon as this new superteam's members arrived.
Thread: Anc's Journal

I'll put things here eventually... character bios, plot ideas, pieces of writing, whatever. Current RPs We've Been Here Before w HoldTheDoor - need to reply Against The World w Randomname98766789 - replied
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Thread: A Special 4th of July Message For The Perverts Out There

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Thread: Fandoms: Modern family/ 70s show/ more..

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Thread: On the Twelfth Night... (Madam Mim and Xana)

What if he's old? Or ugly? Viscount Baccarin isn't very much older than you, and by all accounts he's quite handsome. Now you're just making excuses, my lady. They're not excuses they're legitimate concerns. The laces of Olivia's corset were jerked punitively and her grip slipped on the post of her bed. Careful! I'm sorry, my lady. My hands are old and sometimes slip when I'm helping children throwing tantrums. Tess had as good as raised the young Countess and so didn't often meet chastisement for speaking to her like her mother. Try holding still and having a little gratitude. Olivia rolled her eyes. Gratitude , she sneered. For being sold off to the highest bidder, you mean? Yes, Tess, I'm incredibly grateful for being treated like chattle. There's that tantrum again, the handmaid warned, but the corset was already tightened and tied. She helped Olivia with her dress, a pale green manteau over pale yellow skirts, and decorated her in pearls and diamonds. I look like a jeweled dandelion. Olivia tilted her head in the mirror, turning this way and that, trying to find a way in which she didn't look like a weed. She couldn't find one. Nonsense my dear. Dandelions are much richer in color and don't even come close to having your fine bone structure. Tess tilted Olivia's chin up, giving her a proud air. He'll have no choice but to love you, my lady. Even a marriage based on looks alone can have some moments of happiness in them. The countess blushed at the implications and opened her mouth to respond, but trumpets announced the Viscount's approach. Her heart leapt into her throat and she and Tess rushed to the window to get a first look at the man who in three days would be her husband. He was accompanied by several men, though the grand figure in the white military uniform was clearly him, but she couldn't see anything of his face with that damnable hat in the way. She lightly chewed her tongue for a few moments, debating whether to go and meet him immediately or to make him wait. Tess seemed to know what she was thinking and squeezed her shoulder gently. Best to get it out of the way, my lady, she advised gently. With a deep breath Olivia headed for the door. From the top of the stairs she could see servants still fussing over Viscount Sebastian Baccarin, and now with his hat off she could see that he was handsome indeed. With another deep breath Olivia prepared herself mentally and glided down the stairs toward her future. She wasn't sure whether she was ever successful in not appearing nervous even with her plastered-on smile as she reached the bottom step. Viscount Baccarin, we meet at last.
Thread: On the Twelfth Night... (Madam Mim and Xana)

Since the plan to take Sebastian place at Olivias side was devised, Viola tried to determine the point of no return. Until that point, the whole plan was a hypothetical, a what if I tried to seduce my brothers betrothed? Until that point none of it was real, or had consequences. She could so no, before that point she could admit she wasnt up for the challenge. Until she reached that point, none of it felt genuine. Standing there, in the Countess parlor, waiting for her to make an appearance, Viola knew that there was no going back. This was happening, whether she was ready or not. Viola held her breath as Olivia descended the stairs, finding yet another reason to resent her brother. Whether she resented his gender, or resented him for getting himself injured, so she could have just a taste of his life, before having it cruelly taken away, she couldnt say. She hadnt anticipated this obstacle. She had heard the young countess was lovely, but words were wind until there was something definite to back them up. Dont curtsy, her mind warned her, as Olivia came face to face with her. Dont curtsy, it reminded her, while years of etiquette training warred her new role. She hesitated for a moment, and then two, fearing she had already given away the ruse, before she bent at the waist, taking Olivias hand and bring it to her lips. The kiss was soft, and quick, pressed against her lips just long enough to catch her scent. It is an honor, Countess. She responded, in her practiced baritone, forcing an easy smile she didnt feel. Not that it was difficult to smile at her. If anything it was easy, looking into those eyes. The color of twilight, right before the dawn hit Shall we? She asked, offering an arm, remembering how these things from when she was in Olivias position. Being courted. She watched Olivias eyes, for those subtle signs of pretense and feigned interest. Airs she had put on herself, when men came sniffing around. Though, even she could admit Olivia had much more experience in this arena than she did. Doubly so, in their current roles. Viola may have seduced a dozen barmaids under the cover of night, but that hardly felt adequate to her current task. Still, the betrothal was all but set in stone. And now that Viola was face to face with the woman, she couldnt help but wonder how she felt about it. If she resisted the idea as much as Viola had, as if anyone could resist it as much as she did, or if she looked forward to fulfilling her birthright, and securing a good marriage for herself. How does this day find you, fair Countess?
Thread: On the Twelfth Night... (Madam Mim and Xana)

Sebastian seemed nervous he appeared to have forgotten to bow. Her nervous, forced smile becoming a little more genuine Olivia curtsied and held out her hand to help him with a prompt, which he took. That was adorable! His lips were soft and she found herself wondering how many women he'd kissed, whether he would find her inexperience at kissing--as well as many other things--as endearing as she'd found his nervousness. His easy smile was charming as well and already Olivia found herself wanting to seek his approval despite her determination to make him seek hers. The honor is all mine, Viscount. He was staring into her eyes and it was unnerving. Olivia looked away demurely and took his arm, gently steering him through the parlour, down the hall, to the library. I am very well, and you may call me Olivia. I feel like we should work on getting on familiar terms, don't you? She seated herself gracefully on a couch and rang a bell for tea to be brought before studying him for a long moment. I'll speak frankly, Viscount Baccarin, she said finally, gesturing for him to sit. Olivia had braced herself against his unaccounted for charm and strengthened her resolve to make him seek her affections and not the other way around. I am twenty, which means I'm two years past 'old' and my parents are desperate for a match. I've been courted by many and while in the past my happiness has been their primary concern it has now become finding a good match for me. Regardless of what they might tell me, I'm very aware that our meeting is merely a formality barring some unforeseen severe defect in your character to the tune of Guille de Rais we will be married in three days no matter that they're enforcing it from the distance of Paris. I would very much like to get to know the man I am to call 'husband,' and that leaves little time for superfluous niceties, wouldn't you agree? She thanked the servant who had brought the tea and began pouring for them both while she continued regardless of whether Sebastian agreed or not. So would you like to play twenty questions or simply converse and draw our own conclusions about one another from there? Olivia smiled pleasantly as she handed him his tea before sipping her own. Her tone had been deceptively light and conversational while her words were firm. Tess was surely eavesdropping and wringing her hands men didn't like a lady who was so forward, but if Sebastian was all charm and looks and nothing else--or if those charm and looks hid something more sinister beneath--the Countess had only three days to find out.