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[MissMadHatter2009]

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[MissMadHatter2009]

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【 Location : SUN ROOM 】xx【 OutFit : BRIGHT AND SUNNY 】xx【 Company : NO ONE 】

Lessie, like usual was up early. She rolled over onto her back and raised her hands to her face covering it for a moment. She sat up and reached down pushing back the blankets and sheets and rolled out of bed and hurried across the floor, out into the hallway and into the nearest bathroom where she closed the door behind her, morning sickness. It had been bothering her for the last week. She hadn’t yet seen her doctor about it but had an appointment three days. The thing about morning sickness was it didn’t always happen in the morning. She found herself slinking off to the bathroom in the afternoon and around late evening. It was terrible and she really hated it. It would end soon. She was still in her first trimester and before long she’d be over the morning sickness and into something new and even worse than throwing up. Though, at this point Lessie wasn’t really sure what could be worse than throwing up two or more times in a day? She moved over to the sink where she picked up her tooth brush and brushed her teeth, then washed her face. When she was done she headed back to her and Clyde’s bedroom and grabbed a change of clothes and darted behind the changing screen that she’d bought. They could change behind it if needed instead of always heading off to the bathroom. Kind of worked for them.

After Lessie was dressed she moved over to her dresser where she ran her fingers through her hair gathering it over her shoulder, than braided it. Today was going to be a really good day. They would be having a cook out later and she could not wait. That meant lots of food and hanging out with everyone. It was going to be a blast. Along with her secret pregnancy Lessie found herself eating food all the time. More often than she had been before, it was a total weakness now. She was no longer eating for one, but for two. When her hair and her make up were finished, she headed down stairs closing the door quietly behind her so Clyde could sleep. She didn’t want to wake him up. The man got to sleep, but not that often and she always tried to make sure that she was extra quiet when he finally did get to sleep. She headed down stairs through the house and into the kitchen where she stood at the island for a couple of seconds while she decided what she wanted to eat for breakfast. Her hands rested on her stomach for a couple of seconds, as though debating on whether or not what she ate would stay in her stomach or the tiny little being growing in her stomach would hate it and make her toss it. It was always such a hard choice. Seemed the little being inside of her really enjoyed when she ate tons of gross, unhealthy foods. Anything deep fat fried was a huge love. It was kind of gross.

Finally, Lessie walked around the island towards the fridge where she pulled out some eggs and bacon, then walked over to the counter near the stove and sat down what she’d grabbed. After turning on the two different burners she grabbed two pans from the cabinet off to the right and placed them on the warming burners and waited. While she waited for the burners to warm, her mind started to wonder. This last month had been completely wild. She’d not only moved in with her friends, but she’d also ended a relationship that she had been in for about a year. She’d met the guy in high school. They had fallen in love. Lessie was one of those girls that totally believed in true love, even in high school. The guy hadn’t gone to their school; she’d met him through another friend. She’d thought he’d been the perfect guy. After their five month anniversary she’d given herself to him completely and was fully committed to their relationship. After that, things took a turn for the worst. She had thought Tyler was a great guy. He was so sweet and a romantic. She loved that about him and had fallen rather quickly. Then she started to notice things about him. His temper was one of the biggest things that she noticed. He could fly off the handle at a moment notice. The hitting didn’t start until they had been together for almost 8 months and had started to progress to verbal abuse and one night that had ended her in the hospital.

After that, she’d had enough of him and what he was doing to her. She couldn’t handle it. It wasn’t fair that she was in a relationship where the person she loved . . . Thought she loved was abusing her. Sure she wanted to believe that he would get better and for a while he’d worked on it, but finally she had to break up with him. They had been separated for over three months or so now and just recently she found out she was expecting his baby. He was the only guy that she had ever slept with in her whole life and they hadn’t even slept together that much. It had been a really big shock to learn that she was pregnant with his baby. There was absolutely no way that she could tell him that she was pregnant. She couldn’t even tell her own parents or friends. She was terrified that everyone was going to judge her and think she was a slut for getting knocked up. Her parents were kind of old school when it came to babies and marriage. They weren’t going to be too happy that she’d gone and gotten pregnant and the baby daddy wasn’t even around. They’d be even more upset to find out that he had abused her.

Sighing softly, Lessie came out of her thoughts and turned to the pans and burners. She plunked a couple pieces of bacon out of the wrapper and dropped them onto the hot pan and let them cook, then moved to grab a bowl so she could scramble her eggs. Once both were on to cook she shuffled over to the coffee pot and started a fresh cup of coffee. It was alright to have caffeine every now and then. Lessie really needed it to get going in the morning. So far the tiny human inside of her didn’t mind so much, probably because it was actually bad for her to drink in general. She walked back over to the stove where she stirred her scrambled eggs so they didn’t stick to the pan, then flipped the four pieces of bacon that she’d put on to cook. Once those two things looked good she quickly made herself two slices of toast and put a little butter on them. In no time she had herself a nice little breakfast. After cleaning up a little bit she took her full plate and steaming mug of coffee and slipped out into the sun room and sat down at the table. It was nice in there, with the pretty plants and the beautiful windows. It was one of her favorite places to sit in the morning. She could look out over the backyard and watch the sun come up over all the plants, very calming.

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MissMadHatter2009

Vincent Emprada
The Widowed Lover

Location: Lake Mood: Conflicted Thoughts: "I miss her..."


Vincent laid in a puddle of blood...he held onto the cold body of his lover, Scarlet. as the blood ran down his arms. the warmth slowly faded from her body as the moist red fluids soaked his pants...despite just being flown out of a window, broken bones and a concussed head could not keep Vincent from trying to revive his soulmate. "Scarlet...please don't leave me...don't leave me alone in here...i can't do it...please...please don't die..." he said as tears flowed down his face. as he held Scarlet, tears in his eyes, he heard footsteps approaching him. he slowly looked up to see an injured, drunk man...the killer of his beloved. almost instantly, sadness and despair turned into anger and rage...

With a growl, Vincent stood up and faced the man. before the man could ask if he was okay, Instinct took over Vincent's mind, he quickly screamed and tackled the man to the ground. out of his mind, he proceeded to send his fists into the man's face, using his strong arms he toned up from college ball. he couldn't hear the man's yells of pain as he broke the drunk's nose. even when blood from the man's face splattered against Vincent, he still continued to beat him and beat him without taking even a brief moment to stop his violent rage...soon, he grew tired and decided to blind the man by forcefully pushing his thumbs into the truck driver's eye sockets. as the screams echoed in Vincent's ears, tears fell even more, losing himself to the monster that took over...all he could think about was ending this man's life...the final blow soon followed after Vincent realized the man had suffered too much trauma and passed out...

As he gazed at the man's lifeless body, Vincent's eyes widened. he quickly backed up and began to panic...this man was about to die, Vincent was moments from becoming a murderer...not taking any chances, Vincent ran to the truck and ripped off the plate with his pocket knife. he then ran to the body and dragged it into the back of the truck...Vincent slowly gazed at the man's face...this man could never be identified...for his sake..."There is only one thing i can do now..." he said before picking up a heavy rock. he then took a deep breath and slammed the rock into the man's head, crushing it instantly. "Oh god...." he said in horror before arching his back, vomiting on the bloody pavement...after taking a moment to compose himself, he picked up the same rock and threw it against the exposed gas tank as hard as he could, putting a small hole into the tank, causing the gasoline to pour out into the bloodied ground...he then pulled out a disposable lighter and lit the fluid, causing the truck to slowly become engulfed in flames...he then turned to his lifeless lover...he reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone...and dialed 911..."i need to report...an accident..." he said in a weak voice.

Vincent took in a deep breath as his eyes opened swiftly. he woke up in a cold sweat, looking around as he began to have a panic attack. "Oh s**t! what the hell!?" he yelled as tears flowed down his face...once he realized where he was, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, placing his hands against his face as he wiped away the tears he cried in his sleep. "Jesus Christ..." he said in a weak tone before looking down at his right arm, gazing at the scar he recieved at the car accident two years ago...he never did forget that night...his friends sure as hell didn't forget the day following...when they found him in the hospital, unable to function without breaking down into tears...he was like that for a long time...he still wasn't the same...hell, had his friends not invited him to this "vacation", he would have spent the month in his house feeling sorry for himself as he would lay on a inflatable bed in the pool...gazing up into the sky for hours...it was unhealthy...he really did appreciate his friends...but really, all he wanted was to just feel the same love he felt when he was with Scarlet...of course, that would not likely happen...she was gone, and nothing could ever fix that...

Vincent pulled himself out of bed and slowly made his way into the hallway, passing by the rooms...it seemed Celeste or Clyde was awake, the door was open...but Vincent did not really think about it...he had other things on his mind...the order of how his friends woke up was the absolute last thing on his mind...hell, he couldn't even eat or sleep lately...everyone could see how this new lifestyle affected Vincent...he was still very muscular from sports...but he lost alot of weight...he used to be a healthy 10 percent fat, now he was down to 2 percent...the color in his skin was more pale than usual, and he had bags around his eyes...which were bloodshot from lack of sleep...on his way out of the house, he passed by Lessie, who was relaxing in the sunroom...not bother to talk to her, he kept moving and made his way to the backdoor...he wondered how his friends felt about him...the entire time they were in the house, Vincent maybe said a few brief words during the stay. he would always take his food to his room...that is when he actually decided to eat...during the day, the only thing he ever did was sit down at the old wooden bench outside and gaze into the center of the lake...just staring for hours without purpose...either that or simply not leaving his room...but the Lake...or just water in general..that was an odd one, it seemed that gazing into the blue waters...comforted him...they were the same color of Scarlet's eyes...maybe that was why Vincent could sit down in silence for hours on end...and simply watch the calmness and peace of the lake water...

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Danielle was never one to enjoy sleeping in very long, unless it was on a weekend. It just seemed like such a waste of a day to just use half of it sleeping, but even if it was only Friday, she was completely out like a light in her bed curled up in a ball of blankets. The last thing she actually wanted to do was get up because she knew the second she moved the soreness was going to kick right in. The female lately, had been completely working or tail off, or to be more exacted dancing her tail off. On Monday, she had gotten her self a job a burlesque club and being the new girl they did not hesitate to make sure she was completely up to their standards. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday she had spent each night at the club perfecting the choreography so as soon as one of the songs played, she would know exactly she was suppose to be doing. The owners had not held back either on tossing her right into almost every dance they could. Either she had completely blew them away with her audition, or it was just another new girl thing. Or maybe even a combination of both. Wednesday night she got costumes fitted, and Thursday was her first show day. There had not been a second of break for her the previous night, and she got home at the wee hours of the night, so to say she wanted to not leave the bed was a under statement.

Though the vibrating of her phone interrupted her sleep, instantly causing a groan to escape her lips. It felt as if she just went to bed, it could not be even close to time to get up right? With her eyes still closed she lazily reached around on the dresser beside her bed for the stupid thing. Once it was in her grip, her eyes finally fluttered open as she rolled on her back to read the text. It was a text from one of the girls from the club, asking if she was still 'alive'. Instantly her eyes rolled sarcastically with a shake of her head. Psh, she would not go down that easy. As tired as she may be, there was no stopping the female from doing anything. Quickly she texted back jokingly before dropping the phone next to her. She knew there was no way for her to go back to bed now, and judging the time it was a good idea to get up. She was almost positive if she started sleeping in late her friends would take a notice to it, which she did not want. The last thing she wanted was them to know about her new Job. It was not like she was stripping or anything like that. Burlesque was classier then that but she was definitely showing off her assets with those tight corsets that felt like they cut off your air. It just was not something she wanted them to know, she feared what they would think of her. Would their respect for her drop? The thought instantly made her bit her lip nervously.

Removing her self slowly from the bed, she let out a groan once more as her feet touched the hard floor . Stupid high heels, walking in them was one thing but dancing in them was a completely other subject. Quickly she stretched her self out to help relief all of her soreness as she moved towards her dresser to throw some quick clothes on for the day. She had already showered when she got home, so she did not need to do so again now. Instead it saved her some time as well as most likely her waking up someone else in the house. So instead, she just changed her self into comfy clothes because the last thing she wanted was to be in something skin tight. She just went with a more looser style shirt, that stopped a inch or two about her pant line to show a small amount of stomach, then normal skinny jeans and Chuck taylors. Normally she did her hair too, but today all that consisted of was her brushing it down and a beanie getting put right on it. Simple enough, being satisfied with that before she moved down to the kitchen she put her headphones over her ears as she put a playlist on from her phone.

Eventually Dani found her self walking, well erm it was more dancing then walking which was nothing new. It was very rare she actually moved around normally, almost always dancing was incorporated into what she was doing. It had been that way for years, no one seemed to actually mind it though so it worked out. Dancing down the hall way, she swayed her hips lightly as she silently attempted to move past the bedrooms. She would hate to wake someone since she knew for a fact she hated when someone woke her. Shifting past Terence's room she made sure she was completely silent, she defenitly did not want to be waking him up. The pair had a odd..relationship now if you could call it that. They had a rather 'interesting' past and now it was just awkward or at least she felt awkward. It was just weird, and it being this early she did not want to start the day off with that. Huffing upon the thought, she reached the kitchen finally just as the song changed to one she actually had to dance to at the club. She downloaded the songs to practice to that way she was never off a beat. So as the song played she could not help but go through the routine since no one was around. Elegantly, she kicked her leg up slightly behind her before shimmying over towards the fridge for orange juice and wiggling her hips to get the cup.

Once the orange juice was taken care of, she found her self dancing towards the sun room, it was always a nice place to sit in the morning. It was relaxing you got to sit, and just enjoy the view which was just perfect. Yet once arriving there she noticed someone was actually up, she figured she had been the only one but it seemed Lessie was already camped out in there with breakfast. Removing her headphones from her ears, she allowed them to rest over her neck as she shifted towards the table. "Good morning sunshine!" She teased lightly as she set the glass down on the table only to sit comfortably on one of the chairs with her knees tucked up. "How'd you sleep?" She questioned as she let out a soft yawn, Jesus that little bit of sleep last night really did not work for her at all. She knew at some point her body would just adjust to the late nights & all of that. It had only been her first full night anyways, she should be happy with the fact she was even up at the moment. Resting back lightly on her seat, she stared out at the pretty morning view.

ooc;;outit horrible post is horrible so sorry ;w;

[CartelValentine97]

MissMadHatter2009

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❝ x CELESTE LYN WILLOW x ❞
【 pleasantly P R E G G E R S 】
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【 Location : SUN ROOM 】xx【 OutFit : BRIGHT AND SUNNY 】xx【 Company : NO ONE 】

Lessie, like usual was up early. She rolled over onto her back and raised her hands to her face covering it for a moment. She sat up and reached down pushing back the blankets and sheets and rolled out of bed and hurried across the floor, out into the hallway and into the nearest bathroom where she closed the door behind her, morning sickness. It had been bothering her for the last week. She hadn’t yet seen her doctor about it but had an appointment three days. The thing about morning sickness was it didn’t always happen in the morning. She found herself slinking off to the bathroom in the afternoon and around late evening. It was terrible and she really hated it. It would end soon. She was still in her first trimester and before long she’d be over the morning sickness and into something new and even worse than throwing up. Though, at this point Lessie wasn’t really sure what could be worse than throwing up two or more times in a day? She moved over to the sink where she picked up her tooth brush and brushed her teeth, then washed her face. When she was done she headed back to her and Clyde’s bedroom and grabbed a change of clothes and darted behind the changing screen that she’d bought. They could change behind it if needed instead of always heading off to the bathroom. Kind of worked for them.

After Lessie was dressed she moved over to her dresser where she ran her fingers through her hair gathering it over her shoulder, than braided it. Today was going to be a really good day. They would be having a cook out later and she could not wait. That meant lots of food and hanging out with everyone. It was going to be a blast. Along with her secret pregnancy Lessie found herself eating food all the time. More often than she had been before, it was a total weakness now. She was no longer eating for one, but for two. When her hair and her make up were finished, she headed down stairs closing the door quietly behind her so Clyde could sleep. She didn’t want to wake him up. The man got to sleep, but not that often and she always tried to make sure that she was extra quiet when he finally did get to sleep. She headed down stairs through the house and into the kitchen where she stood at the island for a couple of seconds while she decided what she wanted to eat for breakfast. Her hands rested on her stomach for a couple of seconds, as though debating on whether or not what she ate would stay in her stomach or the tiny little being growing in her stomach would hate it and make her toss it. It was always such a hard choice. Seemed the little being inside of her really enjoyed when she ate tons of gross, unhealthy foods. Anything deep fat fried was a huge love. It was kind of gross.

Finally, Lessie walked around the island towards the fridge where she pulled out some eggs and bacon, then walked over to the counter near the stove and sat down what she’d grabbed. After turning on the two different burners she grabbed two pans from the cabinet off to the right and placed them on the warming burners and waited. While she waited for the burners to warm, her mind started to wonder. This last month had been completely wild. She’d not only moved in with her friends, but she’d also ended a relationship that she had been in for about a year. She’d met the guy in high school. They had fallen in love. Lessie was one of those girls that totally believed in true love, even in high school. The guy hadn’t gone to their school; she’d met him through another friend. She’d thought he’d been the perfect guy. After their five month anniversary she’d given herself to him completely and was fully committed to their relationship. After that, things took a turn for the worst. She had thought Tyler was a great guy. He was so sweet and a romantic. She loved that about him and had fallen rather quickly. Then she started to notice things about him. His temper was one of the biggest things that she noticed. He could fly off the handle at a moment notice. The hitting didn’t start until they had been together for almost 8 months and had started to progress to verbal abuse and one night that had ended her in the hospital.

After that, she’d had enough of him and what he was doing to her. She couldn’t handle it. It wasn’t fair that she was in a relationship where the person she loved . . . Thought she loved was abusing her. Sure she wanted to believe that he would get better and for a while he’d worked on it, but finally she had to break up with him. They had been separated for over three months or so now and just recently she found out she was expecting his baby. He was the only guy that she had ever slept with in her whole life and they hadn’t even slept together that much. It had been a really big shock to learn that she was pregnant with his baby. There was absolutely no way that she could tell him that she was pregnant. She couldn’t even tell her own parents or friends. She was terrified that everyone was going to judge her and think she was a slut for getting knocked up. Her parents were kind of old school when it came to babies and marriage. They weren’t going to be too happy that she’d gone and gotten pregnant and the baby daddy wasn’t even around. They’d be even more upset to find out that he had abused her.

Sighing softly, Lessie came out of her thoughts and turned to the pans and burners. She plunked a couple pieces of bacon out of the wrapper and dropped them onto the hot pan and let them cook, then moved to grab a bowl so she could scramble her eggs. Once both were on to cook she shuffled over to the coffee pot and started a fresh cup of coffee. It was alright to have caffeine every now and then. Lessie really needed it to get going in the morning. So far the tiny human inside of her didn’t mind so much, probably because it was actually bad for her to drink in general. She walked back over to the stove where she stirred her scrambled eggs so they didn’t stick to the pan, then flipped the four pieces of bacon that she’d put on to cook. Once those two things looked good she quickly made herself two slices of toast and put a little butter on them. In no time she had herself a nice little breakfast. After cleaning up a little bit she took her full plate and steaming mug of coffee and slipped out into the sun room and sat down at the table. It was nice in there, with the pretty plants and the beautiful windows. It was one of her favorite places to sit in the morning. She could look out over the backyard and watch the sun come up over all the plants, very calming.

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is this RP dead already after just 3 posts?