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Post by V.elocity on Feb 10, 2009 20:36:37 GMT -5
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My life
You electrify my life
Let's conspire to ignite
All the souls that would die just to feel alive
I'll never let you go
If you promise not to fade away
Never fade away
 Fox Daslyn Harkness
It was now midnight, and Fox was getting bored. He had danced with a countless number of girls and chatted with a few of his friends, but now he wanted to go. Maybe his cousin Rowena would show up, or some one else, more intersting. |
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Post by {{Dez.peration}} on Feb 10, 2009 20:50:21 GMT -5
She's A Wild One
With An Angel's Face...
Lea Valorie O'Connor
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The Slim Figure Sauntered In, Biting Her Lip In Excitement. She Raised An Eyebrow, Party? And I Wasn't Invited? Tisk-Tisk. Her Eccastic Mood Not to be Dampened, She Quickley Mingled Herself With The Group. Pulling Up the Straps Of Her Shirt-A Ripped Black Tank, With Bright Text, Limelight-Lea Pranced Between The Crowd To The Bar. Brushing A Strand Of Hair Behind Her Ear, Lea Leaned On The Counter, "Gemme A Coke, Charlie." The Mustached Guy Blinked At Her, "My Names Not-" Lea Winked, Smiling Wryly. The Guy Smirked, Filling A Glass With The Dark Liquid. "Here Ya Are, Hun'" He Also Leaned On The Counter, Smiling. Gag. Lea Took The Drink, Returned the Smile Absently, And Turned Around. She Proped Up One Elbow And Took A Sip Of her Drink, Scanning The Crowd. |
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Post by {{Dez.peration}} on Feb 10, 2009 20:52:45 GMT -5
*Ribbed
Not Ripped Black Tank
xDDD
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Post by {{Dez.peration}} on Feb 10, 2009 21:00:10 GMT -5
Eli
Eli Slipped through The Crowd, Joining Lea At The Bar. "Hey, There." He grinned. ---Sorry No Muse...And i Gotta Go |
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Post by / T O X i C / on Feb 10, 2009 21:27:38 GMT -5
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I'm Sitting In A Room Made Up Of Only Big White Walls And In The Halls.... There Are People Looking Through The Win.. The Window Though They Know Exactly What We're Here For 
Amy Brooke Bambi [/b][/right][/size] The blonde entered the party. This wasn't the first time for her to use her fake ID. Her wild teal blue eyes searched the bar. The small, very small emo teenager searched the crowd. Sighing, she decided to get a drink real quick. "Gimme a shot." she said in her bell-voice. Her bright red lips grinned, revealing her perfect, white teeth. As he handed her the shot, she downed it fast. Her low cut shirt revealed the tattoo of a horse in blood and thorns on her lower chest. Yes, she ws only Seventeen, but she didn't care. With a smile on her red lips, she slid up to Fox. "Hey Cutie, what's ya name?" she asked. The figure was almost like a devil angel from hell. Her black eyeliner was cakd, as mascara. Her green, blue and pink eye shadow making her look hot, added to the rest of her figure. Yes, she was busty too. A 34 'C'."I'm Amy." she giggled, sweet flowery perfume...
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Post by V.elocity on Feb 11, 2009 20:57:47 GMT -5
Fox made his way over to the bar and leaned against it. The bartender came over and asked him if he wanted anything to drink. Fox shook his head and looked to the door as a new girl came in. He didn't know who she was. Was she one of Marcus' friends? Maybe. A boy then followed her in and the bartender came over to talk to them. Fox sighed and turned his head as he heard some one talking to him. It was girl who asked for his name, and introdcued hereslf as Amy. "Hello Amy." he said in an undeniable Scottish acent. "I'm Fox."
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Post by / T O X i C / on Feb 11, 2009 21:22:24 GMT -5
The emo smiled. "Wanna dance Fox?" she smiled, the the mini bleached, holey shaking slightly from her shaking her hips lightly. The beat changed, she took his hand and led him to the dance floor. She giggled, dancing on him. [You know what I mean? Pole dancing?] And her teal blue eyes wild. [/color]
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Post by V.elocity on Feb 12, 2009 17:29:41 GMT -5
Before he could answer, she pulled him onto the dance floor, grinding into him. He smiled a bit and began to move with her. "you go to school here?" he asked into her ear as the music became even louder.
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Post by / T O X i C / on Feb 12, 2009 17:55:50 GMT -5
The emo smiled, licking her red lips slightly. She ran her fingers through her hair as she came up slowly. "Yeah.." she whispered in his ear. She ran her small finger over her red lip as she stopped to look at him. She had changed her normal hoop liprings to her devil ones. They were little devil horns, pitchfork and pointed tail. She backed her butt, running her hand down her side and down to her hip. She was down on her knees. She came back up, dancing into him. Her deep rid high heels clicking on the floor.[Damn she likes to party... lmao] The music turned up louder. She pressed her back into him, and did the same. She brought herself back up and faced him. She stuck her index finger in the corner of her mouth slightly. [/color]
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Post by V.elocity on Feb 13, 2009 1:25:28 GMT -5
Fox smiled as the continued to dance. This girl sure liked to party, or else she was drunk, but either way Fox was having some fun. He still felt tired and a bit alone here, even dancing with the beautiful, interesting girl in front of him. He smiled at her as she faced him. "Wanna get a drink?" he asked loudly over the music.
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Post by / T O X i C / on Feb 13, 2009 16:58:15 GMT -5
The girl giggled. "Sure!" she hopped up to bar, hopping on a stool soundly. She didn't even weigh enough to make the air go out of the vinel. "Gimme two shots, Matt."[Can we just call him Matt?] The bartender nodded. She turned to Fox. "So, you from around here?" she asked with a perfect smile. The bartender slapped two shots on the cherry wood table. Tiny fingers curled around the glass. Her fingernails were long, and painted black with white skulls. She downed it quickly. "Hey, I'm gonna go out to smoke, you wanna come?" she asked. "Oh crap, I gotta get my bag outta my car first. Come with me?" she asked hopefully, hopping down with a click.[/color]
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Post by V.elocity on Feb 17, 2009 19:51:36 GMT -5
Fox stood next to her as she jumped up onto a bar stool. The bartender, Mike, handed her the two shots and looked expectantly at Fox. Fox rolled his eyes and dug around in his pocket for a few bills. [american money is called bills right?] Once he found his money, he handed it over to the bar tender. Fox then looked to Amy as she asked him where he was from. "Well not from around these parts, thats for sure." he answered with a chuckle. "Sure I'll come with you." he said as she asked him to come out to her car with him. "Just lead the way." he said as he stood back.
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Post by / T O X i C / on Feb 17, 2009 20:13:38 GMT -5
Amy smiled. "Okay." she acted like your normal popular tramp, but she wasn't she had many flaws..
She walked out to her steel blue and pink mustang. Her tiny hand dug around in her pocket and pulled out her keys. She unlocked the car. The emo opened the passenger door and then hurried around to the driver's side. She hopped in and grabbed her MCR* bag and grabbed her smokes and lighter. She popped one in her mouth and lighted it. Quickly, she grabbed the keys and turned on the car. She revved, smiling at Fox. She rolled her window down slightly. She turned and asked him, "Do you like MCR*?" she asked, taking a puff afterwords. The smoke blew out the tinted window. She revved the engine again. "09' mustang, fully loaded with everything possible." she smiled. Of course, there were a few things no one knew about her.. She flicked the smoke out the window.[/color]
Starred words--***
MCR-- The band, My Chemical Romance
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Post by V.elocity on Feb 17, 2009 20:58:20 GMT -5
Fox was astounded by her car. It was amazing. It had to cost an arm and a leg to get. Glanced to her as she asked him if he liked MCR. "They're alright. Not my favourite, but I like 'em." he replied. "Nice car you got here." he commented as she revved the engine. "I'd love a ride in it." he said as he raised his brow.
ooc-- my muse jumped of a bridge for thi post XD
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Post by / T O X i C / on Feb 18, 2009 20:26:01 GMT -5
Amy smiled, and threw the fastback into drive. She spun rubber as she revved away. "Ok, I'll put a CD in, if you don't like it, tell me." she smiled at him. "Thanks. Only about forty hundred[brain dead!]. K. My dorm, sound good?" she asked, stopping at a red light. Someone in a suped up chevvy pulled up beside them. She rolled down the window. "Think ya can beat this biatch?" she smirked. "Of course, c'mon!" replied the mexican next to them. It turned green. Amy smirked, and floored it. "Hang on Fox." she nodded to him. They beat the truck easily. Amy giggled. "Sorry Fox.." she apologized sweetly..[/color]
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