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                                              xxxxxxx Living's a wicked d / r / e / a / m , when things turn out all wrong
                                              xxx We're all so weak, no matter how strong

                                              A rush of running footsteps echoed throughout the halls as a worried man found out he was late for his shift. Well, his job was 24/7 in a way, just a "certain" someone had to sleep in. Simon Corren was his name. Sadly being on time was not his game. Arturo! You were supposed to wake me up this morning! he thought with hurt desperation. Oh, pleeeease. It's not like anyone even noticed. You're such a wallflower. came an eerie response.

                                              Did this boy have a multiple personality disorder? Schizophrenia? No. Sadly enough, he was stuck sharing his mind and body with a snob of a demon. Arturo was always demanding, never wanting to take orders from people he deemed lower class. So with Simon's job, the lazy demon hung back saying snarky comments every once in a while inside Simon's inner core. Simon got so used to it by now, that he didn't drop platters when Arturo purposely screamed out randomly. His long brown hair flew across his face as he sped to the dining room where early birds came to eat before the rush came in. They were calm and understanding at least, which was nice.

                                              But life has its lemons. Going through the threshold, Simon felt this sudden sense of dread. He lost his balance, tripping over himself. The poor thing ended up face flat on the floor. Arturo thought it was quite hilarious. Better than any slapstick Charlie Chaplin in his book. Simon wallowed in his own embarassment as he craned his head upwards to see a few people staring at him as if he had multiple heads. Multiple heads wasn't rare though, anymore...

                                              He pushed himself up, dusting any particles of dirt that snuggled their way on his nice black suit. Simon always wanted to seem more old-school and professional. A nice black tailcoat with pinstripe pants, pinstripe vest, white dress shirt, and a black bow tie made him feel like the butler in stories his grandma used to tell him as a young boy. The professionalism would have to wait. His face was cherry red from his indecent fall. The human gave a curt bow towards the staring patrons to make up for the awkwardness. He shuffled his way towards the bar and kitchen, taking a post. The moment a patron spoke up or arrived, Simon would speed over to them as usual. His survival depending on staying in this marvelous place as long as possible. Right now, there was not much there. Scanning around he gave a small wave to Wednesday and Andy, who both seemed a little testy with each other, Best not to get messed up in a feud between half witches...half warlocks?

                                              Near the bar was the kitchen. Both were connected by a doorway. However, there was also the order window. Plates were picked up here and orders were given. Much easier this way rather than going through the bar, through the door, and tell the cook on duty what the hungry people wanted. Simon took a peek inside to see the woman in charge, Chaarlye, and the kitten cook Nightmare Skye. He caught word of something about salmon, starting his stomach to grumble. Would that be the dinner special? Simon thought maybe a fancy breakfast one, like seafood newburg. His irritated tummy was about to protest again, but Simon finally piped up "Good m-morning, Madam Chaarlye. And to you as well, Mr. S-Skye." he stuttered out. Clearly not one for talking.

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The sun cast a last blazing haze over the lake as late afternoon rolled in to call for the sun to go to sleep. Cicadas buzzed for mercy at the sun's cruel rage. But one person was in joy of this sun. Some called him a porcupine. Some called him a sex god. But he was Synyster Gates. Lead Guitar of Avenged Sevenfold. At the beach, he laid out in a nice secluded spot with a bottle of sunscreen, a towel beneath him, and a small wireless radio to keep him company. It was good to stay away from the guys to catch some rays. His arm flailed all over in search for his cell phone to check on the time. He let out a distressed groan as all he felt was sand. Much too lazy to open his eyes behind the sunglasses he wore to actually look for his phone. Once he grasped it, his hand brought it to his face, his other hand flicking up his sunglasses to see it better. "Damn it." he whispered.

Brian Elwin Haner Jr., son of Brian Elwin Haner Sr. a.k.a. Guitar Guy, was out in the sun since this morning. Now it was the late afternoon. He just wasted his entire day in the sun...and no one was there to keep him company either! The nerve of some people... But Brian shrugged it off as he gathered his things. He slipped on his swimming trunks over his nudity not even caring about the sign that read "This isn't a nude beach. Be respectful". Once everything was packed up, he started his trek off the beach back towards the cabin. This week was supposed to be awesome. First week in a camp meant parties galore. Then weeks to follow would be serious business and music production. But what was on Brian's mind right now was how they'd be celebrating his 31st birthday tomorrow. He knew his friends were probably well prepared for it, but what the other bands would do was a delightful surprise he mulled over in his mind.

As he reached the line between the sand and pavement crosswalk, Syn slipped on his "mandles" so twigs and pebbles would etch themselves into his sole. The radio played quietly as he trudged towards the cabins. Hopefully they didn't start anything fun without him. The first cabin was their buddies from My Chemical Romance. They toured with them for a little while before and it was the meeting of kindred souls. Or maybe just musicians who were cool with each other, either way the bands were on friendly terms. Two figures, male, both the same height as him. 5'10''. Without the cherry red hair, one of them was definately Mikey. The other, hm. Syn walked a little faster with a smile on his face to finally see a pair of people all day. The morning felt so empty. Johnny was passed out on the couch and the others were still sleeping at 7 am. These were the first people that he saw awake all day. It was like a guy on Lost finally getting off the damn island to meet civilization. But this wasn't purgetory or a stupid confusing show that lasted much longer than it should've.

But as he grew closer, it came to be Ian Watkins having a chat with Mikey. Another good band that A7X was on good terms with. "Hey, hey, hey! Well if it isn't Mikey and Ian. How you guys holding up? What's happenin'?" Brian took of his sunglasses and turned off his radio. There was certainly no use for it now, especially when you're talking to someone and it's getting dark out. Brian wondered what they were talking about, but they'd catch him up soon enough. Then, something interrupted his train of thought. Smoke? Cigarette smoke..."Hey, who has smokes?" he called out hoping for a reply. Syn would weasle his way to get one off whoever it was. He could with all his charisma and charm. Making friends almost came naturally to Brian, unless the person was an outright a*****e or a complete troll.



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Centuries pass and still the same
War in our blood, some things never change
Fighting for land and personal gain
Better your life, justify your pain
The end is knocking, the end is knocking





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We've all been lost for most of this life
Everywhere we turn more hatred surrounds us
And I know that most of us just ain't right
Following the wrong steps, being led by pride

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          I'm not insane, I'm not insane, I'm not insane, I'm not, not insane╳ ╳ ╳
          Shame pulses through my heart
          From the things I've done to you
          It's hard to face but the fact remains
          That this is nothing new


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          Now that I've lost you, it kills me to say
          I've tried to hold on as you've slowly slipped away
          I'm losing the fight, I've treated you so wrong
          Now let me make it right


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          I'm not insane, I'm not insane, I'm not insane, I'm not, not insane╳ ╳ ╳
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                    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx so tell me your name xxx Laric Vintel

                    xxxxxxxxxx do you care about all the little things xxx Seventeen

                    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx or anything at all? xxx February 9th


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                                                    Being seventeen, Laric is tall for his age at a considerable 6'5''. With silky black hair and mysterious onyx-colored eyes, he is a shy "heartbreaker". Laric keeps to himself and gets easily flustered when spoken casually to by peers. Deep down he's a true romantic, dreaming of fulfilling his dream career of becoming a professional artist. Instead he'll have to deal with the mediocrity of working as a cashier at the grocery store in downtown St. Anne City on his lonesome.
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It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way.

Blank, dark eyes the color of coal scanned over the same paragraph over and over again. Laric Simmons, a bright young man, could not concentrate on reading the over zealous writing that was Charles Dickons's A Tale of Two Cities. His mind had wandered elsewhere to the new beginnings that would be at the academy. His last previous encounter at his home country's Monstrum academy was...unfortunate. Laric was just thankful they offered up a chance at a different academy, but not in his land. It was far, far, away. Going into his Junior year with the experience of a Freshman. However, all his anxiety that he felt was buried deep beneath the cool smooth expression that was his rendered face. It was his specialty. Being the highest ranked "shape-shifter" of his clan meant that he was put up to higher standards. And those standards meant to always look like the neutral state of what may be appeared. Emotion and Expression were secondary. In his natural form, emotions was all he was. So, with other forms, control was taken seriously. No matter how many times his stomach flipped with each mile his taxi brought him closer to his destination.

This new Monstrum had Laric on his toes. What rules were enforced? Was it the same as the other? Did they have a Security team at all times? Laric was busying himself with silly questions on legalities of his school all the while staring blankly at page one. What really bothered him down deep was the distance away from his clan and especially what little friends he had made back there...and all the guilt. He had made many mistakes in his long unlifetime, many he had come to regret. But like any sensible sentient being, he had to keep on. Let the past be the past and put on a helmet for the oncoming future. With his head clearing of worrisome thoughts, Laric shut his book, placing it inside his gray knapsack that sat beside him in the backseat. He straightened out his back while pushing the center of his glasses up closer to the bridge of his nose. Glasses weren't really necessary for Laric, but he deemed it to look intellectual when reading. But peering out to the front of the car, he noticed a welcoming sign to Monstrum and a notice of how many miles were left right underneath the title. To his surprise, the journey was closing to an end.

If there was a reward for the most chatty career, taxi driver might tie with bar tender. It was really up there. Or how Laric saw it as for his own driver. The mid-40's balding man with an obesity problem did the "small talk" on Laric the entire ride. Of course, Larice ignored him completely, but that surely didn't stop the man to go on and on about politics and gossip. The shape-shifter despised useless chatter. In most situations like this, he would've been completely rude and walked away. But it's near impossible to walk out of a moving taxi when it still has so much use left to it. With endurance came silence as they neared the parking lot of the Academy meant for drop-offs of freshman and the such. He was practically like a Freshman now. He paid the annoying kind chauffeur and stepped out of the taxi with all his belongings: the gray knapsack. Most of his personal belongings and clothing were shipped out previously, causing a nervous wave overcome him at the thought that it might have not arrived. He didn't even have his new roommates criminal record, so who's to say the monster hadn't already pilfered it all away?

Laric needed to calm down. He was getting very much ahead of himself. Accusing someone he hadn't even met yet! Well, maybe his new roommate wouldn't like him. It was a sudden transfer. They scooted whoever it was previously out and put Laric in his place. In all honesty, it was just for the quick political scurry when a noble family is at their neck asking for the eviction of a certain Sceadugenga. This wasn't going to be pleasant. It had taken Laric two years to grow friendship with someone and that relationship was now dead in the water. He had to start again on the social ladder. The taxi took off behind him, leaving him on his own in front of the wide open gates of this Monstrum. It looked similar, but it wasn't at all like what he was used to. The one back home had gothic pillars that reached up like decaying fingers pointing to the sky. Just looking at it gave the feeling of being pricked. This Monstrum seemed more "softer". But no matter, this was to be his home for a while. Laric fixed his glasses upright, pulled down his hat to cover his ears, and with that he began to set off to the main courtyard.

Chaotic masses surged forth. What was going on? Why were there so many people out front? He then noticed the booths and cheerful laughter. A fair? He couldn't understand it. The day before Beginning was always spent in quiet recollection and preparedness back home. They never threw giant extravaganzas like this. But the European sect was always a little more straight-laced than most of the other ones. Laric kept his knapsack close to him to not lose it in the crowds. It was overwhelming. So many different creatures from all walks of life surrounded him. Chatter and vendors' calls to potential customers filled the air. What was he to do in such a foreign world. Nibbling at his lower lip, Laric scanned around for a sign of where to go. A sense of dread overcame him. He felt so lost in this crowd. If he had the ability to sweat, there'd be droplets running down his face. The anxiety caught up with him. This unexpected fair had put him off guard, leaving him defenseless. A really self-protective person like himself, well, this was fear in itself. Besides being in a locked room full of retail store mannequins, this was one of the most frightening and unexpected event he had ever encountered. He took in a breath of air, stumbling his way forward. Maybe he'd find his way somehow, or maybe someone like himself. Shape-shifters always felt a kinship sense with each other, no matter the differences. For example, Laric was more lenient with the fiendish Changelings, but felt off-put when with an undead like a Draugr. But whatever it was, he didn't care as long as things could be solved.





Cause My Insanity: Anxious ●●● Tried Running Away: Lost somewhere in the courtyard ●●● I'll Never Change: outfit ●●● All A Part Of Me: OOC

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