Post by henderson on Feb 25, 2009 13:21:24 GMT -8
Character Name: Clearwater, Leah
Status: Werewolf
Power: being a bitch -winks-
Celebrity: Megan Fox !
Password: BlueMoon
RPG Sample:
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THERE'S NO SIGNS OF HOPE[/color][/font]
THE STEMS AND SEEDS ARE THE LAST OF THE DOPE [/color][/font][/center]
She ignored everyone who said something to her, not that she'd say anything more than a mumbled hello and an awkward nod in the first place; but today she needed to get to the nearest 7-Eleven as fast as she could and figure out if she was... if she had... Elise shook her head, she couldn't even bring herself to think of the word more or less wrap her mind around it. She couldn't be, she was only twenty-two, she couldn't have a kid. Elise stepped out of the elevator when the doors opened on the ground floor. She hesitated slightly when she saw the lightly falling snow outside and then looked back down at her attire. She was in very short pajama shorts, her converse, and a tank top under a semi-heavy sweatshirt. She bit her bottom lip and shoved her hands in the pocket of her hoodie as she braced herself for the February air. She didn't care how scantily dressed she was, she just wanted to get the damned EPT and go back to sleep.
"HOLY SHIT!" She gasped when she stepped into the freezing air. It was a lot colder than she'd anticipated... oh well, no turning back now. Elise grit her teeth and 'power walked' the three blocks to the 7-Eleven. Her teeth stayed clenched the entire time she was walking. She kept her head bent, somewhat shielding her face from the cold as the wind bit at her skin. "Stupid... fucking... wind...," she spluttered through chattering teeth. Her heart rate started to speed up as she saw the 7-Eleven sign slowly approaching. Elise broke into a flat out run, praying there wouldn't be any ice on the ground. She really wanted to avoid a trip to a hospital. Actually... they could do a pregnancy test for free... but she'd be in a lot of pain. She'd stick with the EPT.
"Oh thank God," she breathed when she stepped inside the warm convenient store. She just stood there for a moment, letting the heat burn her hypothermic limbs. She probably looked crazy in her outfit but she didn't care. Fuck other people's opinions. Elise slowly got her legs thawing as she walked up and down the isles, looking for the pregnancy tests. A grimace formed on her face when she was standing in front of the shelf of medicine, feminine products, aaaand pregnancy tests. She sighed and grabbed the first one her eyes landed on and turned around. In her haste to get to the counter, she slipped. Her shoes were still wet from the melting snow and that caused Elise's downfall.
"Oh shit!" She gasped, the EPT box flying out of her hands and sliding across the counter as her hands flung out in front of her. Magically she managed to grab the ledge of the counter before her head smacked on tile. She closed her eyes for a moment, catching her breath before the heat rose to her cheeks. She carefully stood up, her face the color of the boys red vest in front of her. She cleared her throat, the heat from her face seeming to spread throughout her body when she saw him. He was like nothing she'd ever seen.
Elise's heart started hammering as she took in his messy, brown, bed head, his blue/green eyes, his perfect lips. She didn't know what look she had on her face but she was sure it was embarrassing. So, to recap, she'd managed to make it running across the ice outside without falling or sliding but as soon as she hit the tile she went flying. To top it all off it was in front of the hottest guy she'd seen in... well, forever. She closed her eyes and willed her heartbeat to slow and finally felt the blood subside from her cheeks as she looked up at the man. Her eyes traveled briefly to his name tag, Andy. She liked that name... it suited him very well.
"Er... that's it..." she managed to say, her voice cracking slightly.
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credits:[/color] MADE BY JAMIE!
tag:[/color] the incredibly sexy Andrew Harris
notes:[/color]"Jimmy died, today, blew his brains out into the Bay..." xD Can I nickname Andy Jimmy? Or would you slaughter me?
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Status: Werewolf
Power: being a bitch -winks-
Celebrity: Megan Fox !
Password: BlueMoon
RPG Sample:
IN THE STREETS OF SHAME, WHERE YOU'VE LOST YOUR DREAMS IN THE RAIN
THERE'S NO SIGNS OF HOPE[/color][/font]
THE STEMS AND SEEDS ARE THE LAST OF THE DOPE [/color][/font][/center]
She ignored everyone who said something to her, not that she'd say anything more than a mumbled hello and an awkward nod in the first place; but today she needed to get to the nearest 7-Eleven as fast as she could and figure out if she was... if she had... Elise shook her head, she couldn't even bring herself to think of the word more or less wrap her mind around it. She couldn't be, she was only twenty-two, she couldn't have a kid. Elise stepped out of the elevator when the doors opened on the ground floor. She hesitated slightly when she saw the lightly falling snow outside and then looked back down at her attire. She was in very short pajama shorts, her converse, and a tank top under a semi-heavy sweatshirt. She bit her bottom lip and shoved her hands in the pocket of her hoodie as she braced herself for the February air. She didn't care how scantily dressed she was, she just wanted to get the damned EPT and go back to sleep.
"HOLY SHIT!" She gasped when she stepped into the freezing air. It was a lot colder than she'd anticipated... oh well, no turning back now. Elise grit her teeth and 'power walked' the three blocks to the 7-Eleven. Her teeth stayed clenched the entire time she was walking. She kept her head bent, somewhat shielding her face from the cold as the wind bit at her skin. "Stupid... fucking... wind...," she spluttered through chattering teeth. Her heart rate started to speed up as she saw the 7-Eleven sign slowly approaching. Elise broke into a flat out run, praying there wouldn't be any ice on the ground. She really wanted to avoid a trip to a hospital. Actually... they could do a pregnancy test for free... but she'd be in a lot of pain. She'd stick with the EPT.
"Oh thank God," she breathed when she stepped inside the warm convenient store. She just stood there for a moment, letting the heat burn her hypothermic limbs. She probably looked crazy in her outfit but she didn't care. Fuck other people's opinions. Elise slowly got her legs thawing as she walked up and down the isles, looking for the pregnancy tests. A grimace formed on her face when she was standing in front of the shelf of medicine, feminine products, aaaand pregnancy tests. She sighed and grabbed the first one her eyes landed on and turned around. In her haste to get to the counter, she slipped. Her shoes were still wet from the melting snow and that caused Elise's downfall.
"Oh shit!" She gasped, the EPT box flying out of her hands and sliding across the counter as her hands flung out in front of her. Magically she managed to grab the ledge of the counter before her head smacked on tile. She closed her eyes for a moment, catching her breath before the heat rose to her cheeks. She carefully stood up, her face the color of the boys red vest in front of her. She cleared her throat, the heat from her face seeming to spread throughout her body when she saw him. He was like nothing she'd ever seen.
Elise's heart started hammering as she took in his messy, brown, bed head, his blue/green eyes, his perfect lips. She didn't know what look she had on her face but she was sure it was embarrassing. So, to recap, she'd managed to make it running across the ice outside without falling or sliding but as soon as she hit the tile she went flying. To top it all off it was in front of the hottest guy she'd seen in... well, forever. She closed her eyes and willed her heartbeat to slow and finally felt the blood subside from her cheeks as she looked up at the man. Her eyes traveled briefly to his name tag, Andy. She liked that name... it suited him very well.
"Er... that's it..." she managed to say, her voice cracking slightly.
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credits:[/color] MADE BY JAMIE!
tag:[/color] the incredibly sexy Andrew Harris
notes:[/color]"Jimmy died, today, blew his brains out into the Bay..." xD Can I nickname Andy Jimmy? Or would you slaughter me?
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