L3T'S AV0iiD TH3 C0NFUSii0N =3=[[N0TACC3PTiiNGK4Y?]]

[PiiNK - l o l l i P0P]

[ T | O | M | M | Y ]
starr
тσмму♂::; аvаїlавlэ fσя а lїмітзd тїмз ____

Tommy shrugged. "I can see it better than I can read it on one of them things. So how's bout you drive and I'll be copilot. Aye Cap'n?" He grinned and sent Roxanne a wink before carefully standing up and avoiding hitting his head on another luggage rack. And that reminded him. Bags, luggage rack. He stooped over, picked up his bags, and stood up, easily sliding them onto the stainless steel thing of evil he'd previously hit his head on. "Lead the way, Foxy Roxxie." Tommy grinned and waited for Roxanne to lead him to the 'control room' so that they could get going toward that club. Then he realized he hadn't yet spotted Ian and his boyfriend Sam. "Actually, hold that thought. Where's the lovebirds?"


When i reminisce ignorance was bliss,
Back in the days where the magic exist
Never be the same as it was, 'cuz the way it was
Just another day in the maze of a myth
Had a lot of fun living life on the run,
Never had a chance to pause to get a better glance
Everything was free and everything was fast
Never even thought it wouldn't last

[m o o s i e p o p s]

N4iiRii D4Dii4N;; D3THR0N3D && DiiSLiiK3D.
♥Lessons Learned: Girls like English accents.♥

The boys looked at each other, tension rising between them Unspoken words passed between them and still looking at each other Nairi managed to say, "Nothing. It's nothing, Ness." Emlen gave a small salute, and with a trace of a smile playing about his lips, he disappeared to the second story again. Nairi blinked a few times as Nessa's face came only slightly closer. 'Is she actually respecting my wishes this time?' He wondered, dubiously. And as her words sunk into that dark haired head of his, he immediately became flustered. 's**t, she saw. She thinks I'm a stalker weirdo now. Oh crap.' He worried silently. "No, it's nothing. You weren't, I mean, like-" He paused, and sighed. "Nevermind."

Is she really going out with him?
Is she really gonna take him home tonight?
Is she really going out with him?
'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me
There's something going wrong around here

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[ k! ] y o s h i
mitsui

k! yoshi. [[ TH3 KiiNG 0F D0RKD0M ]]

Kyoshi stood up, pretending for a moment that he hadn't heard Niko call him 'cutie.' Then he walked past where Niko was sitting, and winked at him. "Thanks, gorgeous." He grinned and made his way back over to the refrigerator and cabinets, first opening a cabinet to inspect what was held within. Nothing edible, just dishes and glasses. Closing it again, he turned to the fridge and pulled the door open, stooping slightly to look inside. He settled for a can of mountain dew from the box and the makings for a microwaved quesadilla. Setting the soda on the counter, he got himself a plate and put together his quesadilla, sticking it in the microwave for a short while. While he waited for the cheese to melt, he opened the can of mountain dew and took a sip. "So what kinds of things do you like to do? What are your hobbies, little passtimes. Y'know." He laughed. Little stupid jokes again.

I've become tired
Of Wasting my time
Thinkin' about choices
That I've made
Cause I can't move forward
While looking behind
The only thing I can do now is change the way
That I use to be

[ambivalently shota]

NiiK0 N3f4Rii0U5 [[H3Y WH0 M4D3 C00Kii3S?!]] says:

"To be honest, I don't have many hobbies," stated Niko, rising from his chair and opening the fridge. He pulled out his berry Vault once more and took a small sip. His face fell slightly as he contemplated his answer. "I mean, I used to be really outdoorsy. Ian and I went surfing all the time. But then I got sick, like really sick. I was in the hospital for a while, unconscious a lot of the time. Even conscious, I still had to stay in the hospital. So most of my hobbies are boring things you can do in a hospital bed. Like videogames. I'm really good at videogames."

He shrugged his shoulders and leaned against the cabinet, his bottle in his hand. "Then once I was recovered and all, I got caught up in my school work and then went off to college. I'm in pre-med classes right now. So I still don't have much time for anything. This trip is my vacation."

Swimming is a confusing sport.
Because sometimes you do it for fun
And other times you do it to not die.
And sometimes, I don’t know which one it is.
I got to go by the outfit,
Pants? Uh-oh.
Bathing suit? Okay.
Naked? We’ll see.

[m o o s i e p o p s]

S4MS0N J0SHU4;; N0UN. D3FiiNiiTii0N: B0Y iiN L0V3 WiiTH TH3 BL0ND W0ND3R.

The brunet groaned, mock disappointed at Ian's comment on his size. It was true, Sam was a bit taller than the blond. He thought about this, he didn't know whether or not they actually had time. Flicking his wrist over to see the face of his watch, he saw it was getting a bit late and questioned Ian, "Hey, do you think we have time to do that? I mean, Roxxie seems in a hurry to get wherever it is." Sammy pointed back at the bus as he said this.

[ambivalently shota]

N3SS4 [[4M ii G00D 3N0UGH F0R Y0U?]] says:

"Even if it wasn't intentional, it was still nice of you," Nessa stated, messing with the bottom part of her skirt, "I know what you're thinking. I don't think it's creepy. Even if you didn't mean to draw me, it's still nice that I was pretty enough to be drawn. So thanks for that."

There was a brief pause. She was unsure what to say afterwards. Even if he hadn't meant to draw her in particular, she still felt special. This, she knew, wouldn't last long. However, for the moment, it was a nice feeling. A part of her wanted to hug Nairi, but that no touching policy was still lodged in her memory. She didn't get why he didn't like being touched and hoped one day she'd be able to hug him like she wanted to. For now, sitting would have to suffice.

Tell me who should I be
To make you love me?
Tell me what does it mean to be alone?
Can’t you see me standing, staring,
Out from a distance?
Hear my cry if you’d only listen.

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[ L ] y e n k a
matousek
✖ LY3NK4 !! ✖ »ѕ є к к ї э їs тнэ qυεзη σf тнє яаvә« [[+ && s e c r e t l y ilovehim -]]

Lyenka Matousek sat bolt upright in her bed. She'd fallen asleep playing her PSP and had meant to stay up so she could start putting the pink colour gel in her hair. her outfit for the club was pink and white, so she needed pink hair. Grumbling she stood up and stretched, then squatted next to her bag and dug through for her towel and pink hair gel. In a few minutes, the Matousek girl was locking the upstairs bathroom door behind her. Too many times she'd been walked in on during showers, and locking the door became habit. Quickly, she took her shirt off and turne don the hot water in the shower. Quickly, she ran her dreads under the water and scrubbed at her bangs. Then just as quickly, she took her head out from under the water and patted it dry with her towel, squeezing the water from her bangs. Draping the towel around her neck, Sekkie opened up her pink hair gel kit and put the gloves on. Pinning her bangs out of the way, she slowly started to gel about half of her dreads. Dying them all would be useless. Then, she picked up the PSP she'd brought with her and sat on the toilet, playing the PSP for the required 15 minutes while the colour set. Her cursing at Grand Theft Auto could be heard through the door. "Yahh b***h yah! Take that you stupid cop!"


the m u s i c is loud
the night is so y o u n g
all o v e r the world
we wanna have f u n
the m u s i c gets louder
please don’t call the c o p s
all o v e r the world
we just wanna r o k k

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[ k! ] y o s h i
mitsui

k! yoshi. [[ TH3 KiiNG 0F D0RKD0M ]]

Kyoshi nodded, jumping slightly when the microwave beeped at him. He clicked open the door and pulled out the plate with the quesadilla on it. Opening a couple drawers, he finally came across silverware and took out a knife, slicing up the quesadilla into fourths, then tossing the knife in the sink. He lifted up a quarter, and opened his mouth to speak. "Videogames eh? What kind? I'm a bit of a videogame fanatic myself." Having finished his sentence, Kyoshi took a bite of his quesadilla, managing to take a third of the quesadilla slice into his mouth at once. He sent a stupid grin at Niko as he fought to bite the string of cheese off.

I've become tired
Of Wasting my time
Thinkin' about choices
That I've made
Cause I can't move forward
While looking behind
The only thing I can do now is change the way
That I use to be

[ambivalently shota]

NiiK0 N3f4Rii0U5 [[H3Y WH0 M4D3 C00Kii3S?!]] says:

The raven haired male was particularly shocked at Kyo's reaction. He had grown accustomed to people asking why he was hospitalized. The fact that Kyo seemed to completely look over that was surprising to Niko. He raised an eyebrow questioningly and contemplated an answer.

"I play pretty much everything," he replied, "Even this one Barbie horse riding game." He realized how girlish that sounded and decided to try and justify his reply. "You know, cousin. Hospital. Yeah." He laughed nervously and ran his fingers through his hair.

Swimming is a confusing sport.
Because sometimes you do it for fun
And other times you do it to not die.
And sometimes, I don’t know which one it is.
I got to go by the outfit,
Pants? Uh-oh.
Bathing suit? Okay.
Naked? We’ll see.

[ambivalently shota]

JiiNNY [[&& H3‘S 4LL MiiN3 <3]]

"If I didn't trust you, I wouldn't have agreed to be your girlfriend, dear," the Korean female replied, nuzzling her nose against Dominique's with a smile, "Do you trust me?" It was an odd question to ask, she knew. If he hadn't trusted her, would he date her? He wasn't the type to date a girl sheerly on her looks. After all, he was a gentleman. Nothing like the boys she had known before. If he said he loved her, he meant it. He didn't say to simply 'get inside her pants.' Her thoughts had drifted far from the original question, and she was thinking in spurts of sudden tangents. Realizing this, she wondered why she even bothered to ask in the first place. It wasn't even an important question. She smiled nonetheless and ran her fingers through his hair once more.

”Looking at you, holding my breath.
For once in my life, I‘m scared to death
Of taking a chance, letting you in.
Feeling alive, all over again.
As deep as the scars under my skin.
Like being in love, she said, for the first time.
Well, maybe I‘m wrong, I‘m feeling right
Where I belong with you tonight.
Like being in love to feel for the first time.”

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[ k! ] y o s h i
mitsui

k! yoshi. [[ TH3 KiiNG 0F D0RKD0M ]]

Kyoshi stared blankly at Niko for a moment, stopping the quesadilla slice that was at his mouth already, then nodded gravely. "Younger family, yeah I know how that is." He took another third of the slice into his mouth, bit the cheese skillfully, and chewed thoughtfully for a moment. Then he swallowed, hard. The food had only been half chewed, but Kyoshi knew better than to talk with his mouth full. "So you ever play Tekken?"

I've become tired
Of Wasting my time
Thinkin' about choices
That I've made
Cause I can't move forward
While looking behind
The only thing I can do now is change the way
That I use to be

[m o o s i e p o p s]

• Я о ҳ α ŋ ŋ ε •

Саŧсн а ғаłłіŋġ δŧая … ŋзνзя ιзŧ іŧ ғаđз аŵау

Roxxie shrugged happily and looked out the still open door as she replied, "I 'unno. Probably doing the fish face to each other." As if to demonstrate, the redhead sucked her cheeks in and looked up at Tommy, doe eyed and suddenly it dawned on her. The boy was tall; not just tall but extremely tall. Standing up straight, cheeks still sucked in the Lavoie child marched right up to him, put a hand on top of her head and measured herself to him. She took a step back and measured the difference. Finally returning her face to it's normal expression, the driver noted, "You're really tall, Tommy. Anyways, umm. Cut and run!"

Running in a child-like manner, legs flopping about, Roxanne showed Tommy to the driver's area. It was the area you could most commonly find her, and because of that, it looked a lot like her. It had at least four stuffed animals laying about on the floor, spare clips here and there, magazines stacked in a pile near the center of the aisle. The petite female spun around as she entered in far enough to allow him in, and said very seriously before flashing one of her many cheerful grins, "But only after Sammerz and Ian gets back. We have plans we have to keep."

[m o o s i e p o p s]

N4iiRii D4Dii4N;; D3THR0N3D && DiiSLiiK3D.
♥Lessons Learned: Girls like English accents.♥

Nairi frowned. He didn't know how he liked having her know what he was thinking; after all, he didn't even think he made any motions that would add to that. Looking at the girl play with the bottom of her skirt, the Dadian knew that for some reason, she wasn't disturbed by his drawing of her. This surprised him. Most girls he knew would be freaked out and immediately freak out on him. 'She really is an interesting person.' He found himself thinking, but quickly shooed those thoughts away. The boy didn't like where this was heading, all too sensitive. So, once again, for what seemed like the thousandth time this week, Nairi found himself acting the role of the nonchalant male.

By this, he simply shrugged, eye brow slightly raised and wore a cool, calm collected expression. He didn't know why, but he found himself flipping though his sketchbook till his most recent piece and tearing it out. The male moved his head to rid the bangs of his eyes and said in an I-don't-really-care voice he had perfected over the years, "Here. I don't want to have your picture staring me in the face whenever I'm trying to draw. So have it." But somewhere, deep down, Nairi hoped she would like it, or at least pretend for his sake. He didn't understand why presenting it was such a big deal for him, but being that it was his work that he never willingly showed with others, and it was of her might have had something to do with it. But then, there's always those reasons that you won't admit, right?

But I'm a special lover sometimes
But you only touch a ghost
I'm a sycophantic courtier with an elegant repose
And needless to say you're the one that I need the most
'Cause the only one I come undone for is you

[ambivalently shota]

x3_BL0ND3 W0ND3R->[[L0V3S P4OPU B0Y.]] says:

Ian glanced up at the sky. He wondered if they were driving tonight. Not that he cared. He slept anyway. He shrugged his shoulders, "I think we have time to kill." His mind drifted off to his plans for Sam's birthday. A grin crept across his face, and he wrapped his arms around Sam's neck.

"I love you," he whispered, leaning up and kissing Sam quickly on the lips. It was a spur of the moment thing, but spur of the moment was something Ian was good at. He pulled away and sat down in the grass on the top of the hill, glancing around at the scenery.

There’s no turning back for us tonight.
Lace up your shoes, here’s how we do.
Run baby, run. Don’t ever look back.
They’ll tear us apart if you give them the chance.
Don’t sell your heart, Don’t say we’re not meant to be.
Run baby run.
Forever, we’ll be you and me.

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D o m i n i q u e
Prideux
--»| D |ominique M A L A D I E ___ »J'aime cette fille Jin Ae«

Dominique smiled and rubbed his nose against hers in return."Miss Jinny, if I did not trust you, I would not have stayed your neighbor for so long. And, I would not be sitting here talking to you right now, I would be back in Paris with family." Tilting his head, he kissed her lightly. The mostly-opaque curtains and music had drowned out other noises that might have been there. Once or twice, Dominique felt like someone passed their bed, but he didn't care. All he cared about was spending time with Jin. Vaguely his mind wandered to the future again. Would they get married? Would they go to Paris? Would they have kids? He shoved those thoughts back again. Why did they irritate him so? He didn't know.


These words will be here
To ease every fear and dry up every tear
And make it very clear, I kiss you and I know
It is love from the first
Time I pressed my lips against yours
Thinking, 'Oh, is it love?'