Where the Heart is.. (O/A)

[~Atora_Renae~]

This story takes place in a small town in Alabama, with two loving sisters, the Collin Sisters.One left the country life and found a new life in the big city. She thought it was everything she could dream of doing. The other stayed home with her loving parents to run the old horse ranch. She never was brave enough to go out into the big world like her little sister. So taking over for her parents she enjoyed her life in the small quiet town. Nothing seemed like anything could tear apart her life until one day she got the news. The news that would bring the sisters back together once again.. Both parents had gone out the night before, she never saw them again. They died that night in a car crash another driver had fallen asleep behind the wheel and was traveling down the same side of the road… They never had a chance.

Leaving their daughters behind, the oldest new she couldn’t run or afford the ranch by herself. She needed the extra pair of hands and she called in a few old friends she hadn’t seen for a while. She wasn’t sure if any would help, but it was a start. As for her younger sister, she too would hear the news from her parents. Would she return back home and stay or leave it behind in the past? What would become of the Ranch? .

Ooc

Profiles

[~Atora_Renae~]

•First thing as always: Follow Gaia Terms and Conditions always!! That way we all stay out of trouble!!
•Don’t Godmode and by that I mean, : Punching someone is not godmoding. Saying how the person they respond after they've been punched is. If you want to do that, then please get a hold of that person and let them know and get permission.
•Grammar, and spelling: Now I’m not a bit witch about it everyone makes their own mistakes, even I do it sometimes.
•Please write at least 2 to four paragraphs…If you can do more you shall get brownie points…
•Swearing is fine, just I do not want to see in ever line the F word…
•Romance and drama is a must, just NO cybering please just skip that altogether..
•No Anime pictures, however illustrated and real life pictures are fine. I just don’t want to see the perfect model…
•Profiles are to be sent to me and titled to me as Where The Heart Belongs...I will hold a spot for you but for only five days and if I don't get a profile by that time I will not give you the spot.
•I’m GOD!!! Well not really, but what I say goes.
•If you have any questions please just pm me!!
•As for ideas I love ideas and we all can make this fun!
•Last and not the least…HAVE FUN

[~Atora_Renae~]

┏━━━━━━━━━┓

First Middle Last Name Here
┗━━━━━━━━━┛

Should Already Know:

My Name: Full Name

However you can call me : Nicknames

I’m this old: Age
I’m : Gender

But I like :Sexuality

Things You Should Know About Me

I’m pretty much like this: Personality

How I lived my life so far:Bio

Other:Anything else you should know about me
Other:Anything else you should know about me
I Sing to : Theme song here

I’m Controlled by:Username
Other:Anything else you should know about me



[align=center][size=18][color=color2] ┏━━━━━━━━━┓[/color][list][color=color2]First Middle Last Name Here [/color][list][color=color1]┗━━━━━━━━━┛[/size][/align][/color]
[align=center][img]malformed url[/img][/align][list][list][color=color3][size=16][b] Should Already Know: [/b][/size][/color][list][list]
[size=10][color=color1]My Name:[/color][color=color2] Full Name[/color][list]
[color=color1]However you can call me :[/color][color=color2] Nicknames [/color][list]
[color=color1]I’m this old:[/color][color=color2] Age [/color]
[color=color1]I’m :[/color][color=color2] Gender[/color][list]
[color=color1]But I like :[/color][color=color2]Sexuality[/color][list]
[/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list]

[color=color3][size=16][b]Things You Should Know About Me [/b][/size][/color][list][list]

[size=10][color=color1]I’m pretty much like this:[/color][color=color2] Personality[/color][list]
[size=10][color=color1]How I lived my life so far:[/color][color=2]Bio [/color][list]
[size=10][color=[color1]Other:[/color][color=color2]Anything else you should know about me[/color]
[size=10][color=color1]I Sing to :[/color][color=color2] Theme song here[/color][list]

[size=1o][color=color1]I’m Controlled by:[/color][color=color2]Username[/color]

[~Atora_Renae~]

Note: If you want to be apart of this rp and don't want any of the characters here pm me and we can work things out!

The Girls

The Oldest Sister: The one who stayed behind, she helped her family out with the Ranch, while her sister went out into the big world.. She didn't dream of doing anything else but the horses here and her family..{Taken by ~atora_Renae~}




The Youngest Sister: She couldn't stand not knowing what was out there for her. She wanted something else in life, she wanted something different. So when she turned twenty she left the Ranch behind and headed out towards the city.. Never thinking she would return back home..She hadn't returned home in over five years now..(taken By: Dyna- West}


The Wild Child: She has been a close friend with the oldest sister for years. The two were always together, they were never apart until after they graduated. She still lives in the town, in fact she owns her own bar and she’s slightly very well known in the town.(BySagittarius girl )


XXXXXXX

The Guys

The Old Fling: He was the big star in this small town. Everyone loved him, adored him in fact.. He had always liked the youngest sister. In fact he had fallen in love with her until she one day left and broke his heart. (OPEN )

The Old Friend: He is almost like a big brother to the oldest sister. He’s always making sure she’s taking care of herself and the family. When he found out what had happened to her parents he quickly made up his mind he was going to throw everything down and help her out.. He would do almost anything for her.(Taken: BySagittarius girl )

The Troublemaker: He was always getting the girls and the guys into trouble, coming up with wild ideas and getting them all to follow.... As they grew apart and got slightly older he figured his days were over of causing trouble in the town. Now, he's one of the cops...(Taken: By Dyna- West)

Note: If you want to change anything about the bio or name let me know...and we can work something out..Plus you can add more in your profile..As well I have no problem adding more to the list ...

[~Atora_Renae~]

So everyone keeps things in order:

Months: January -
February - March - April - May - June - July -August - September - October - November - December

Days:
1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8- 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 -24 - 25 - 26 - 27 - 28 - 29 - 30 - 31

Monday - Tuesday - Wednesday - Thursday- Friday - Saturday - Sunday

Temperature:
Freezing - Cold - Cool - Warm - Hot - Boiling

Weather: Storming - Pouring - Raining - Drizzling -Zero Visibility- Foggy - Slightly Foggy
Blizzard - Hailing - Snowing - Lightly Snowing - Sunny- Breezy- Windy- Humid

Time of the Day: Dawn - Sunrise - Morning -Late Morning- Mid-day - Afternoon -
Late Afternoon - Evening - Sunset - Twilight - Dusk

[~Atora_Renae~]

Idea: Being bored
Pictures: Photobucket.com

[~Atora_Renae~]

[~Atora_Renae~]

[~Atora_Renae~]

[~Atora_Renae~]

[Dyna_West]

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx『Veronica Catherine Collins』

Veronica sat at the bus station inside the small, florescent light filled lobby. She had flown into Atlanta and taken a Lincoln Town Car the rest of the way to her small home town. She could have had the car drive her all the way to her house, but her sister had offered to pick her up at the bus station. She hadn't told Piper anything about her finances in the five years she'd been gone. She hadn't told anyone back home. She wasn't sure how long she could keep her second life a secret though. "Kitty Black" was becoming a national sensation in the underground world of porn. She was hoping anyone that recognized her here would be too embarrassed to admit it. But just in case... She was wearing large black sunglasses that covered half of her face, despite the dark from the storm. She hadn't taken them off since she left her loft apartment in New York. Partly it was to hide from fans, and partly it was to hide her red eyes. She'd also been crying since she left New York. The only reason she was back in town was because of the funeral. The moment it was over she was planning on heading back to New York, away from the misery that was Small Town, Alabama.

So here she was, sitting in the same bus station she left out of five years ago. She was wearing black shorts with sailor buttoning, and a white cotton blouse. She had been wearing black pumps, but had fished bright, red rubber rain boots out of her luggage when she hit Atlanta. They matched the red rain coat she was wearing that came down past the shorts to her knees. Her usually straight hair had started curling in the humidity, making large, soft ringlets around her face. She had a large hobo tote on the chair next to her, and a large, red and white polka dot rolling suitcase on the ground by her feet. For only staying a week, she had packed a lot. She didn't like to admit it, but she had turned into some-what of a princess over the years.

Veronica pushed thoughts of New York, of how she had changed to the back of her head and concentrated on trying to identify Piper in the cars that were pulling in and out of the station. She kept wiping her palms on her shorts, a nervous gesture. She hadn't seen Piper more than once a year since she left Alabama, and they rarely spoke on the telephone, except on birthdays. Veronica only came down for either Thanksgiving or Christmas, depending on her plans in New York. She wasn't sure how much Piper had changed, or how Piper would react to how she had changed. She didn't even want to think of Piper's reaction if she ever found out about "Kitty Black". If her parents weren't already dead, they'd write her out of their lives in a heart beat. Now they'd only be rolling over in their graves when word got out...

Sighing in frustration, she crossed her legs, one knee over the other, and gripped the edge of her seat. She hadn't felt this nervous since she first stripped down for that painting class all that time ago. It was absurd that she could conquer New York but she couldn't face her own sister...


Don't be a bad girl
But if you wanna leave, take good care
I hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware

[Dyna_West]

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx»»»Walter Elwood "Beau" Beauregard

I might have a reckless streak
At least a country-mile wide
If you're gonna run with me
It's gonna be a wild ride

Beau was in street clothes, having taken a long weekend for the funeral for the Collins. He had been a close family friend, and everyone at the station understood that he needed the time away from police work. When his own family had abandoned him, the Collins had been there. He was at the grocery store, shopping for the wake. And for hot dogs and Mac & Cheese. It was all Cecilia was eating these days, and it was his weekend to keep her. He didn't mind, despite the circumstances. She was a joy in an otherwise gloomy past couple of days. She was trotting along next to him as they shopped, her brown curls sticking to her face where sucker residue was left behind. She was the spitting image of him, with baby fine chestnut hair, and big, bright blue eyes. She was in overalls and black rain boots with bright yellow ducks all over them. But not even the storm outside could dim that thousand watt smile on her face.

Cecilia tried to casually throw a box of some sugar cereal in the cart, but ever-vigilant-on-a-budget Beau caught her. "Cherie..." He chided with a look. She bit her lower lip, looking up at him through a fray of thick lashes she inherited from her mother. "Peaseeee?" She begged, omitting any trace of the "L" that should have been there. He smiled and shook his head, motioning for her to walk on. She smiled as though he had said she could have a puppy instead of some colorful fruity cereal. As she skipped ahead of him, he put the cereal back on the shelf, grateful for her goldfish memory span.

The rest of the shopping trip went much the same, a game of how much Cecilia could convince her father to buy. If she ever looked back and saw the cart woefully empty, it didn't show on her face. Most of the cart was filled now with ingredients for a casserole Beau was supposed to make. Stacy had given him the simplest recipe she could find when he asked. But having looked it over twice now, he was still lost. His culinary skills were limited to the barbecue and microwave. He just didn't have time to take up home maker hobbies with a time consuming job and daughter. Until his lack of skill became an issue, he was content with hamburgers on the grill and steam in a bag green beans.

When it comes to loving you
I've got velvet hands
I'll show you how a real bad boy
Can be a real good man

[~Atora_Renae~]

P I P E R XXXX M A E XXXX C O L L I N

The clouds were looking threating this morning, and before Pipes had the last horse in the stall the rain was pouring down hard. The storm was now matching her mood, angry at the world and it wasn’t afraid of what damage it would cause today..She had to sprint back to the house in order to not get soaked, only her judgment was off. She ended up getting soaked and she was now trying to catch her breath and making sure she didn’t fall on her a**. She managed to make it to the back porch and headed right into the now quiet lonely home of hers. It was still hard to get over the fact that her folks were not with her anymore. She was half expecting mom at the kitchen getting ready to make lunch for the family. Dad was out of town getting supplies for the barn and she, she would be abandoned from the kitchen seeing every time she dare try to cook she ended up destroying it.

A sigh escaped her lips as she headed towards the fridge seeing if there were any more leftovers Mrs. Waybright left for her. The woman had brought over a box full of food that could feed an army for a year for her. Did everyone know she couldn’t cook? Though each time she tried to jam food down her throat she ended up bringing it back up five minutes later. She couldn’t stomach food the past few days and the only thing she wanted was wine and her bed.. She was grateful for the town, they came over and helped her as much as they could. Today was the first day she had taken a shower and ran a brush through her hair.

She was just about to pull something out when something clicked in her mind. “Oh crap.” She slammed the door spun around and found the keys to the old tanker. The truck was her dad’s, old and beat up and the paint well you couldn’t even tell what color it was anymore. She loved the thing and she was never going to give it up….She climbed into the front seat and crossed her fingers the truck wouldn’t backfire on her and when it roared to life she patted the dashboard. “Alright sis, I’m on my way..” She wasn’t really speaking to anyone as she drove away from the Ranch.

Her dad’s red plaid shirt was now soaked, her jeans stuck to her like glue and her hair was once again a mess. She had on a pair of old muddy boots. It would be a great time meeting her sister like this, she was slightly nervous seeing her sister again. It had been awhile since they last talked, and she heard rumors about her sister she wasn’t sure she could expect at the moment…

She pulled up to the bus station, leaned over the passenger seat and saw a person that stood out from the rest of the crowd..Piper waved and sucked in a deep breath. “What the hell is she wearing?”

Oh, this is how it starts, lightning strikes the heart It goes off like a gun, brighter than the sun
Oh, we could be the stars, falling from the sky
Shining how we want, brighter than the sun

[Dyna_West]

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx『Veronica Catherine Collins』

It was a while, but eventually Veronica saw the always recognizable old beat up truck. It put a knot in her throat, knowing that her father wouldn't be driving it. She stood up slowly and slung the tote over her shoulder. With one hand she hefted the suitcase, and the other held the umbrella. She shimmied out of the door with her shoulder and made a mad dash for the truck. The umbrella was virtually useless against the torrential down pouring. By the time she managed to get the tricky door open and throw the suitcase in the back seat, she was drenched. She closed the umbrella and tossed it on top of the suitcase, not caring that it was just going to soak through. The thing was already ruined.

She slid into the passenger seat with surprising grace once she was free of her bags. She slammed the door shut behind her so it would stay closed and took a deep breath. She could barely see anything through the sunglasses, so she finally took them off, tucking them into the tote on the floor at her feet. She pushed her wet hair out of her face, grateful that she'd already cried all her makeup off. When she looked over at Piper in the driver's seat, she didn't look much better. Veronica simply looked at her sister for a full minute before she burst into horrible, body racking sobs. She slumped back into the seat and held herself as she cried, sniffing loudly to breathe past the snot and the hiccups that were joining the sobs. She didn't look back at Piper, just kept her gaze straight ahead into the storm, or what she could see of it past her own watery eyes.


Don't be a bad girl
But if you wanna leave, take good care
I hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware

[~Atora_Renae~]

P I P E R XXXX M A E XXXX C O L L I N

Piper watched as Veronica made a mad dash towards the old truck. She didn't even have a chance to lean over and open the door for her, when the door was flung open and bags were flying behind the seat. Her eyes focused on her baby sister, she watched as she removed her sunglasses and she was still stun that this was her. If she didn't look like a drown rat at the moment, you could tell she belonged to the city now.

When their eyes locked together for a minute Veronica did something Piper wasn't sure how to handle. Her sister broke out into a loud, frantic cry and all she could do was blink for several minutes. Piper wasn't much for knowing how to comfort people and let alone she wasn't sure how to handle this. Their parents were freaking dead and Piper couldn't even help out her own sister. What could she say to her? Hey sis how you doing? Ya look like hell and I heard rumors about you.. They true? She shook the thoughts out of her own mind as she shifted in her own seat and placed both hands on the steering wheel. She stared out into the storm and waited until it was her turn to drive away from the bus station.

Both hands were still stretch out in front of her, eyes wide on the road and the silent in the car was starting to get to Piper. She could hear dad's old truck creaking under her boots. The rain was pounding on the roof sounding like bullets hitting the tin truck. "I think we need beer." She finally said, when her eyes caught the sign of a beer distributor up ahead. It carried other things, but Piper never could stomach the mix crap. I made her do things that she'd regret later on..

She didn't even wait for her sister's reply as she pulled into a parking spot and turned the engine off. "You can come with. But I'll only be a minute." She told her, before throwing the door open and running towards the building.

Oh, this is how it starts, lightning strikes the heart It goes off like a gun, brighter than the sun
Oh, we could be the stars, falling from the sky
Shining how we want, brighter than the sun