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This is what I'm wearing. Not that you'll see it.

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What did Alex pull out of the closet today?

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The Story

Twelve friends, one weekend in Vegas. What could go wrong?
They have been planning this trip ever since high school. A close group of friends all throughout high school, even though they were all kind of different. In high school they all made a plan that as soon as they were all twenty-one, they would all go to Las Vegas for a week. After high school many of the friends went their separete ways but they all remembered about the trip. They planned it for the weekend after the youngest's twenty-first birthday. They had all saved up the money for it and the twelve of them shared one of the huge suites at the Caesars Palace. That very first night they all got dressed up in their best clothes and hit the town.

It's now two days later and they all wake up in their hotel suite. The only problem is that none of them remember what happened. Now they all have to deal with the aftermath of their missing days and nights. Finding out what they did and with who. How are they going to figure out what they did and how are they going to deal with it?

Created by: Moirica
Inspired by: Moirica's boredom, the movie 'The Hangover', and the song 'Waking up in Vegas'
Photos from: Deviant Art

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[Moirica]

Kevin { James } Anderson

A l l A b o u t M e
Don't wear it out::. None really
Last time I blew out candles, I blew out::. 19
If you can't see, I'm obviously a::. Male
I happen to have a thing for::. Boys
My Illness is called::.
I keep telling people that I'm not crazy! I shouldn't be here. Just because I don't have friends, doesn't mean I'm crazy...
This is the role I play::. The lonely not so crazy guy
Everything happens for a reason::. My parents put me in here. I think it is just because they didn't want to deal with me, not when they already had a perfect son and so they put me in this place.
My life sounds like::. X-Revolution

○H e r e ' s How I t All B e g a n
Will You Believe Me If I Tell You?::.
My parents were one of those high society couples where the perfect image meant everything. I don't think they ever intended to have me but I happened anyways. I always lived in the background of my older brother. I idolized him and tried to do everything like him to please my parents but they never noticed. Did I mention my older brother was a bully? Not in front of my parents of course but from the moment I started school everyone was against me. I learned to deal it wasn't that hard. I always wanted friends of course but I resigned myself to the fact that that would never happen. No one seemed to notice or care really. One day I tried to kill myself. I'm not sure if I ever really meant to attempt suicide, I just found myself about jump off the platform when the train was coming... I woke up in the hospital on a haze of drugs. I didn't really know what was going on. The next time I woke up from the drugs I was here. Some nurse explained to me why I am here. They don't seem to think I'm crazy but when I asked to get out the nurse just gave this smile that made me feel like I had been dipped in ice water. I don't think they are going to let me out of here. That scares me but I will find a way out. Somehow...


T h i s I s M e
Be Unique!::.
Quiet mostly. I don't usually say much, not because I don't have an opinion but because no one really hears me and so I keep to myself. I am a little naive I guess, when someone is kind to me it is easy for me to fall sometimes but to get me to that point it takes a lot. I have had a lot of hard lessons about that. I don't trust people easily, even though I wish I had someone like that. I am also smart. I already have a university degree at nineteen. It was easy to excel at school when you didn't have anything to distract you like friends.

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Kevin's Status:
✥What are you up to?
✥Penny for your thoughts?
✥Are you feeling okay?
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✥Kevin James Anderson✥

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Liam's Status:
✥What are you up to?
✥Penny for your thoughts?
✥What are you here for?
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✥Liam Cori McAlistar✥

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[Moirica]

♦ ♥A l i s t a i rJames W i l l i a m s ♣ ♠

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Character Name: Patrick Oliver Neilson
Character Role: The Techer
Age: Eighteen
Posting Color: Green3
Username: Moirica

PATRICK

OLIVER

NEILSON

THE BASICS
My Name Tag Says: Patrick Oliver Neilson, The Techer
I'm The Smart Guy
I Should Have This Many B-Day Bumps: Eighteen
This Day Is So Much Better Then The Rest: September 8
When I Look In The Mirror I See A: guy
But It Helps That I'm: leaning towards the boys side but I don't quite know yet
Please Call Me: Pat i guess

THE GLAMOUR SHOT
I'm This High Off The Ground: 5'10"
It Takes This Many Pounds Of Feathers: 140
My Gorgeous Locks Are: black
Those Circles In My Head Are: hazel
My Canvas Should Be Painted: a little pale there is not much sunlight around
Have You Seen This Guy: [X] [X] [X] [X] [X]

MY ETRUE HOLLYWOOD STORY
I'm Told I Can Be A Total: smart a**. Not all the time of course but when I have the chance I will be a smart a**. I don't like to take crap from people or orders from anyone but the leader. Other then that I tend to be a nice guy. I am quiet around people I don't really trust, now that there are only six of us there are not many that I don't trust. I am good at observing people and I know when it's best to keep my mind to myself. I am extremely loyal to the Leader and the Lookout, I would do anything for them.
Here's The Wikipedia For My Life: I was always a gifted child, in parents eyes and in reality. I was in the equivalent of high school by the time I was eight. I wasn't in an actual school sadly but that was because of the whole infected thing. We stayed in our home for a long time, just me, my parents and my little sister. She was everything to me, her name was Fiona and she was a little angel. One day my dad went out for supplies and when he did not return for three days my mother went after him. That was how I ended up being the oldest left of my family when I was ten.

I did good for us though and we made it for another year before we had no choice but to move on. We joined one of the groups that was traveling to one of the larger centers. I remember the day that the attack got my sister. I remember hearing her screams as she was dragged off by the infected. I would have bee lost that day too if they had not stopped me from going after her. I was reckless after that, using my knowledge to tweak systems and weapons. Eventually I pissed to many people off, they sent me off in close distance to a mall they heard people were gathering at and left me to my own devices. I don't remember much of that day except that the Leader and some others managed to save me from the infected. I have been living in the group ever since. I quickly became friends with the Lookout since I was only a little bit older then him and he had been my best friend for years. At first I only helped out the people in charge of all the techniqal and mechanical things but I was smarter then most of them in the end and it was not long before I took over. Now I manage to keep everything running with the help of the Mechanic. But there are only six of us now. How much longer can we survive on our own? Have we just been lucky until now? I don't know what is going to happen to us but I'm scared.
Oh Em Gee You Shouldn't Have:
+Music
+Anything with computers and tech stuff
+Playing guitar
+Flowers
+My little sister
+My books
What The Hell Is This:
- The New Guy
- Screaming
- Pranks
- Blood
- Too much noise
- Meat
Get It Away Before I Faint:
~ The dark ~
~ Dogs ~

MY DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS
Shhh This Is Never To Leave This Room: I'm going to tell you too things really. The first is that I still have my little sisters doll and I try to keep it close. The second is that I go outside alone quite often, I know it's dangerous but that's why it's a secret.
So They Totally Make My Head Spin: I have a bit of a hero worship kind of crush on the Leader
My Top Played Song Is: Leaders of the Mislead - The New Cities
Should I Dye My Hair This Color: Green3
Oh God Damn Who's Calling Me Now: Moirica

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Airports. A crowded, busy, always moving place that was always full of people. Today one of those people was Lucas Winters, his foot tapping impatiently on the ground as he waited for people to come through the arrivals gates. A part of him wished that he was not here because in all reality he should be heading to school right now but he knew he needed to be there family was important. He was waiting for his little sister to come through the gate, then they could get her bags and go and maybe both make it to school on time. As people started to come out of the gate he searched the crowd for the dark brown hair of his sister, finally he spotted the familiar color and the face that went along with it. She still looked the same as when he had last seen her, even though it had been three or so years ago. He could not believe it had been that long but yet here she was, moving in with him. "Lucas!" she called out before running up to him and tackling him with a hug. "Hey there, slow down now Kell-Bell," he said with a laugh, hugging her back. He felt a little bit guilty that he had not seen her in three years, even though he knew she didn't blame him, he had never gotten along well with their parents. Now she was in the same kind of boat he figured. He looked her over and smirked, "Jeez, when did my sister become a babe!" He flinched as she hit him in the shoulder and stuck her tongue out at him. "You are such a perv, Lucas," she told him as they walked towards the luggage carousel.

As they watched the bags go around he smiled at the smaller girl, "You know all your damn boxes got here three days ago. What did you do, pack the whole house?" His apartment, now her apartment too, was littered with boxes upon boxes of things. His sister had literally had to bring everything she owned. He saw her roll her eyes at him and he laughed. The continued to talk about pointless things as they grabbed her bag and headed out of the airport to his little crappy car. It was tiny and old but it worked well and he kept it fairly nice looking, it was his baby. He loaded her bag in and then began driving to the apartment. He glanced over at her as he drove, "So, how are you feeling Kell-Bell?" he asked quietly. She rolled her eyes at him and sighed, "I'm just fine Lucas." He nodded and looked back at the road, "The plane ride didn't make you nauseous or anything?" That earned him another hit to the shoulder and he laughed softly. The rest of the ride went rather the same way and finally they pulled up to his apartment complex. He led her to the apartment on the second floor that was theirs. It was decent sized, two bedrooms and all that stuff. After they got themselves in the door she was hugging him again. "Thanks Lucas, I don't know what I would do without you," she mumbled into his shirt and he shook his head softly. "You know I'd do anything for you Kelly," he said with a smile, hugging her quickly before moving away. "Now come on, lets get ready. We still have to make it to school," he said, going to find his backpack.


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It took Kelly about an hour to find what she needed for just the school day in the mass of bags and boxes that were everywhere in the apartment. She could not wait until she could get it all unpacked. She frowned as she came across a few picture frames in a box, pictures of her and her friends. Why had she even brought them? The jerks with her in the picture had stopped talking to her as soon as things had ended with Trevor. Actually that was the breaking point of everything in her life, ending things with Trevor. Her 'friends' had ditched her, there were rumors everywhere even though high school was done. Rumors that were painfully true. Trevor had gotten her pregnant. She had found out two weeks ago and was about seven weeks pregnant now, at least that was what they doctor had said. The first person she had gone to was Trevor. That worked out beautifully of course with the end result of him breaking up with her and trying to hand her a few hundred to go get it 'taken care of'. After that she had turned to her parents, thinking that they would understand. They hadn't. She had been given two weeks to get out and so she had called the only person she could think of, Lucas. The big brother that she had not seen in years came through for her when everyone left her alone. She managed to get a plane ticket, pack all her things and secure a late enrollment into the same college as him in all of two weeks. She was quite proud of herself. And now here she was, in a new city with only her brother and a baby on the way. She was not going to get rid of it, she couldn't. It was not any of that pro-life, pro-choice crap, it was just something that she could not bring herself to do. She knew it would be hard but she had Lucas and she could get a job (or two). She could do this, it was what colledge and life was about right, learning how to survive on your own?

Lucas' voice jolted her out of her thoughts, "Hey Kelly. Kelly! KELLY! Look alive, we need to get going." He was standing behind her, practically yelling in her ear. She had been zoning out true but that was no reason to be yelling in her ear like that and so she hit him in the shoulder again. "No yelling Lucas. Let's go!" she said with a grin and headed for the door, hearing him muttering behind her. She headed out to his little car and waited for him, bouncing impatiently as he came up and unlocked the car. "Someone's excited," she heard him mutter as he started the car. She looked around as they were driving, trying to take in everything about this new home. She wondered where she would get a job, she knew she had to get one. "Where do you think I should work Lucas?" she asked him, looking over at him. He shrugged, eyes on the road, "Wherever you want to Kelly. I'm working as an assistant physiotherapist but I make more a year then any job you can get. Not to mention we have our savings still, we'll be fine Kell-Bell." She nodded and smiled, looking back out the window. Maybe things really would be fine. She hoped out of the car as the got to the school. She was excited true but she still had so much to do, she had to go to the administration offices and make sure she could get into all her classes and then get her books. "I'll see you later Lucas!" she called out before giving a wave to her brother and running off towards the school.



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Eli honked the horn on his car yet again as he waited for Zoe outside her apartment building. "Come on slowpoke," he muttered to the wheel, waiting for his best friend to come out of the building. Why did Zoe always have to be running late. He tapped his fingers on the seat as he reached down, turning up the music. He loved his little car, a tiny convertible VW, and in the warm weather he had the top down. The song that was playing was just perfect for this weather, Stereos 'Summer Girl'. He sang along softly to the song, staring up at the bright blue sky above. Life really was great. He was finally on his own, he had his own car, it was freedom to be and do what he wanted and he loved it. This was what being a young adult was about. His thoughts were interrupted by a redheaded girl standing over him. "Don't quit your day job Eli," she said with a laugh before going over and hopping into the seat. He pouted and stuck his tongue out at her, "Took you long enough, Diva." That earned him a whack on the head and he tried to hit back. "Hey, you are not allowed to hit the driver!" he told her with a laugh. She stuck her tongue out at him and he rolled his eyes as he started driving. It had been a tradition for the two of them ever since he could drive to give Zoe a ride to school, even though they used to be next door neighbors. The only sad thing was that this was the only real time the had to hang out lately, they both were so busy.

When they got to the school he locked his car, putting the top up. He walked in with Zoe, talking about the random things that came to mind. Once they were inside he waved goodbye as she ran off, spotting the little Emily that was her other friend. He smiled and headed to a seat, pulling out his computer to try and photoshop some of his projects some more. He didn't really need to but it was something fun to do to pass the time before classes. And it helped him to avoid studying for the test that he had coming up. Studying had really never been his strong suit, that was why he was in art and the like. Sadly you could not just take all art, variety was necessary according to the school. He sighed softly and shook his head, focusing on the computer.

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Zoe was having an interesting morning. She had woken up half an hour late because he alarm had not gone off. The shower had been cold because this apartment building was crap. She had discovered that her last loaf of bread was moldy, she had no other food at the moment, and that her kitten had stolen one of her shoes. Still she tried to keep in a good mood as she ran around the house to the honking horn outside, searching for that last shoe. Finally she found it, in the bathroom closet strangely, and slipped it on before grabbing her bag and running out of the door. She jumped into Eli's car and the playful banter and random conversations that they always had amused her as he drove to school.

Once they were there she followed Eli inside, still talking about the randomest things they could think of. Zoe waved goodbye to Eli, thanking him for the ride like she always did. She loved her morning rides with Eli, especially when he had the top down like they did today. They always sand at the top of their lungs to the songs when it was like that, even though she teased him about his singing voice. She was a little sad to depart from him but she had spotted someone that was much more important to talk to. A little blond girl, with crazy clothes, walking besides a giant of a boy. Zoe grinned and ran up to them, hugging the smaller girl from behind. "Emzi! Finally! I haven't seen you since the start of the summer!" she said happily. The smaller blond girl was of course Emily Harris, a girl she had been friends with for ages now. She grinned at the smaller girl, "So how was the move? I bet there was a lot of boxes with all of your junk," she teased. She bounced on her feet in excitement at seeing her friend again, studiously ignoring the boy that was with her. Ryan, the older brother and Zoe's ex. They had dated briefly in high school and it had ended badly with tons of different rumors floating around as to why. She had nothing against Ry really but she still did her best to avoid him when she could.

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What I pulled out of the closet today.

Matt groaned as he rolled over in bed, his hand searching out for the snooze button on the alarm clock. He opened his eyes and tried to focus on the time, while still trying to shut it off. Finally he managed it and flopped back down in the blissful silence. He wished he could stay here like this all day but he knew he had to get up and work. He couldn't remember the last time he had a day off, he couldn't afford to take a day off, not if they wanted to be able to make rent. Since his sister Sophie couldn't work, although she did get a disability check from the government, it was only his job that brought money in. Thankfully he worked at the Safeway and so he had a deal with his manager to get food half off which he was grateful for. It just meant that he had to work a lot. He sighed softly and pulled himself out of the warm confines of his bed. He yawned and stumbled out of his room and across the tiny hall to the bathroom. He quickly went through having a shower and all and then finally stepped out much more awake.

After heading back to his room and getting dressed he made his way to the kitchen and was surprised to see his sister already at their little table with a bowl of cereal. "Oh, Morning Soph," he said with a smile as he headed for the food. "Morning Matt," she said softly, her clouded, unseeing eyes looking in his direction. He went through the fridge looking for the milk, his fingers running over the countless braille labels that were crucial for his sister. It was not to hard to find it and he poured some into his own cereal before putting everything back into its exact place. He always had to be careful to put things back right because it was one of the only ways that Sophie knew how to find things. Everything always had to be clean and organized in their small apartment.He finished eating quickly and put his dishes away. He went over to his sister and kissed her on the forehead, "I'm off to work, call me if you need anything alright?" His sister smiled softly and nodded. He smiled and then headed to the door, pulling on his coat and shoes before heading out the door. He knew he had to hurry because he had to walk to work and he didn't want to be late.


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I may be blind but I can dress myself.

Sophie had woken up early in the morning. Normally she did not wake up until she heard her brother moving around but today she had woken up early for some reason. She slipped out of bed and quietly made her way to the bathroom. She made her way around the small room, knowing where everything was even in her permanent darkness. She knew which bottle was the shampoo and which was the conditioner in the shower and she knew where her towel was and where her brother's was. She was grateful for the organization that they had in their house. She was helpless without it. She could not go anywhere outside of their apartment building without Matt or someone there to guide her. She hated this dependence on others but after seven years she was used to it. She didn't really have another choice, it was not like her sight was going to come back any time soon or ever. She supposed she could get an eye dog but she had always disliked big dogs ever since she was a child so she would rather not do that. She would just have to depend on her brother for now and when the future came she would figure it out then. She made her way to the kitchen after getting dressed, all of her clothes on hangers labeled with what they were, and easily found the food. She sat down at the little table and ate quietly, letting her mind wander. She listened to the sounds of her brother getting ready once he started to move, chuckling to herself as he sang in the shower. She was still working on the cereal when her brother finally came into the kitchen.

After her brother left, Sophie put away her own dishes and then decided to go out and check on the mail. She slipped her shoes on and then headed out of the door. She let her hand trail along the wall as she walk in the direction she knew the mailboxes were. In the early morning still she was still distracted and lost in her thoughts and so she did not really notice the conversation of the other people. Her hand still trailed along the wall as she reached the mailboxes and then she ran in to someone. She blushed and gave a little embarrassed smile as she sidestepped around the other person. She had guessed that it had been a male, judging from the size and build. Her cheeks were still a little colored because she had bumped into skin which meant that he had been shirtless. "Sorry," she murmured softly. She made her way to their mailbox after making it around the person and opened it, pulling out their mail. She sighed as her fingers ran over the smooth papers, nothing for her then, or if there was she would have to wait for her brother to read it to her.She was not really surprised, there was never anything for her really. She turned back in the direction of her apartment but stopped. She bit down on her lip, not really sure what to do because the people were still there she was sure and she did not want to risk running into any of them again.



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What wolfboy pulled out of his closet.

Eli hated waking up and knowing that he was alone in his apartment. He had to admit that it was one of the things he missed the most about the pack, he hated that lonely, quiet feeling. On the other hand there were many more things that he hated about the pack and thus he was grateful to be here, with the few others of them that had decided enough was enough. Not that he considered himself equal with the others, not entirely, there was too much pack mentality still running through him. His family had pretty much been the lowest of the low and he swore it was in his genes or something for him to be submissive to the other wolves. His status had been one of the reasons behind him leaving, he had been in love you see, with the daughter of the beta of the pack who he had no hopes of ever being with. So when the opportunity had arisen to leave he jumped at the chance. And now here he was, trying to live his life out as normally as he could. It was strange though, considering that his whole way of life had just changed in a way.

Finally he decided to pull himself out of his thoughts and subsequently out of bed. He yawned and pulled on some sweatpants before heading to his kitchen in search of food. He wondered what the others would be up to today. The boys he was unsure of but he was sure that Danny was probably kicking another girl out and Ry was probably doing something sane like getting ready for work or reading or something like that. As for Lainie he really didn't know, she was probably working or something because generally that's what she did. He sighed softly and wondered how he was going to occupy his day since he did not work until later tonight. He munched on a piece of toast as he contemplated his options.

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What is black and white and awesome all over? Me!

Zoe was having an fairly normal morning. She had woken up half an hour late because he alarm had not gone off. The shower had been cold because it had been broken for a while and the manager would not get to fixing it. She had discovered that her last loaf of bread was moldy, she had no other food at the moment, and that one of her shoes had gone missing. She listened to her neighbors as she searched around for her shoe, not purposely of course but the walls were so thin in this place that even though they weren't even next door she could sometimes hear. This morning was typical in that there was the sound of a slamming door and someone crying as they waited for the elevator. It just made her role her eyes, it was a normal occurrence. The first few times she had been shocked but by now she just took it in stride. She was surprised not to hear the boys fighting even a little this morning, it was common to hear them yelling sometimes. Other then that it was a normal morning.

She finally found her shoe in the bathroom of all places and then pulled on her jacket to head out to work. She knew she had more then enough time to make it to the bus stop that would take her to the mall on time for work. She made her way down the stairs and finally emerged in the lobby where there was a surprising number of people. "Morning," she greeting in general, not directing it to any person specifically as she headed for the door.

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[Moirica]

Gaian Name: Moirica
Name: Liam
Age: 15
Race: Human
Job/Rank: Hunter (in-training)
Appearance: Liam
Weapons: A long silver dagger and various silver throwing knifes.
Short Bio: Liam watched both of his parent get killed by a vampire when he was eight. The vampire had been just about to kill him when another older vampire hunter, a woman, killed the vampire and saved him. That hunter became his idol and he had been training for years now to be a hunter like her, wanting to stop vampires like the one that murdered his parents.