3M3RLii3 UNiiV3RSiiTY [OPEN&&ACCEPTING]

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x3_14N-T41L5->[[I l0v3 S4ms0n J. S34rl3 <3]] says:

Ian glanced up at Sam for a moment, finally replying, "Definitely."

It was an honest reply. Ian knew he was better when he was with Sam. He wasn't sure if Sam was better with or without him, but he preferred to think the former. He wanted to be somebody good for Sam. After all, Sam was the best person for Ian.

The blond rose from his chair and walked to the other side of the table, leaning down and kissing Sam on the cheek quickly.

"Let's get out of here."

"You’re still the one I run to,
The one that I belong to.
You’re still the one I want for life.
You’re still the one that I love,
The only one I dream of.
Still the one I kiss goodnight.”
Shania Twain.

[.Jade.Ariel.]

This M3TH0D 4CTiiNG, well, I call that LiiViiNG.

Camryn brushed her bang out of her eyes, tilting her head to the side as he spoke. Well, I've honestly never heard that name before... it's interesting! ...Ooh, he's majoring in law... very serious, it seems. Or maybe I'm just assuming things... well, he seemed polite enough. The blonde nodded, answering the unasked question. "Ahh, is that right? Well, that sounds interesting. I'm majoring in acting. Been here a year now, and it's been fun. D'you enjoy plays and musicals and stuff like that? I love watching productions, but I honestly prefer being in them, y'know?" The girl grinned, folding her arms across her chest.

"Is this your first year here or have you been here before now?" Cam didn't really think she had seen him around, but with the huge campus and the many students, it was very possible that she had missed him. And Camryn wasn't really one to notice particular people; she only really saw the students as a whole, though they were all quite different. It actually tended to be a bit of a problem for her, especially in remembering names and matching them to faces. But usually she remembered at the very last minute, or asked their name again after apologizing repeatedly.

...There is no beginning to the story...

[A B i t t e r Symphony]

[Bellatrix Raven Ja‘Dore]

Bella opened one eye and looked at Damien with a little grin on her face ”How many piercings do you have?” Bella loved piercings more than tattoos, like tattoos though something about piercings were just irresistible to her. She sat up again and stretched, she opened both eyes and turned her curious gaze to Damien again ”We might want to get started walking to town.. My appointment is in an hour, and I still don’t exactly know what I am going to get. Maybe you could help me pick out where I want to get my piercing… Nothing to insane though.” She laughed warmly and stood up, again stretching her hands toward the sunny blue sky. Bella started walking to the street that lead to the small town near the school. She stopped and waited for Damien to follow ”Lets go Pinky.” She motioned for him to follow and stated down the road, she hummed a little song while she walked.

While she walked slowly, waiting for Damien to catch up, she thought about how she could make her song better and she thought about how what kind of piecing she should get. She wanted to do something crazy and out of the ordinary, but not something to freaky. For a moment though, her thoughts got sidetrack, she began to think about her six younger siblings who she hadn’t talked to or had any contact with since she was fourteen. She had sent money to them of course, but never had any conversation with them. This worried her slightly, she felt a twinge of self loathing twist inside her chest. Had she been that heartless as to just leave them with the people they were forced to call parents? This made her think, maybe she was self centered. She took out her pen and wrote down a note to call her brothers and sisters on the phone tonight, she hoped that the younger ones remembered her. The youngest had been around six months old when Bella had run away from home, never to return.

Bella was becoming depressed so she banished the thoughts from her head, by the time she was done thinking her heart pained in her chest, like someone had ripped it out and crudely sown it back into her. She hadn’t gotten far away from Damien, her sad thoughts had made the three seconds seem like an eternity so Bella just waited for her companion to catch up with her . She took the sad frown off her face and replaced it with a smile. Bella was very good at conveying her emotions in few words but she was also very good at hiding them, something that often ruined her relationships and friendships. At sometimes she was showing to much emotion and at other times she was like a statue with no emotion, most people just thought she was bipolar and had bad mood swings but it wasn’t a chemical imbalance in her brain it was guilt that drove her to such drastic changes in mood.

Prescribed pills
To offset the shakes
To offset the pills
You know you should take
It a day at a time

[Bleeding_Flame]

Damien Shepherd

[******** it all and no regrets,
I hit the lights on these dark sets.
I need a voice to let myself
To let myself go free.


Damien had sat on the bench a bit longer, waiting for her to finish talking. But for some reason she stopped after not but a few statements which he found odd. He finally stood and followed her. "Eleven, all on my face..theres more than one on each ear I'll tell you that." He followed her slowly. He took a look at her face and sighed, "What's wrong?" He asked plainly as he passed right by her.

There it was, his amazing deductive skill. He had taken the fact that she stopped talking and figured out that something must be on her mind. The only question he had was what could get someone like Bella down? She always seemed so happy and lively.

I feel my world shake
Like an earthquake
Hard to see clear
Is it me? Is it fear?

[A B i t t e r Symphony]

[Bellatrix Raven Ja‘Dore]

Bella sighed and began walking again ”You were honest with me.. About your scars.. So I guess I can be honest with you.” Her voice was a painful whisper when she spoke, she had never had to tell this story before to anyone ”As you can tell I’m not from around here, I am originally from Romania. I lived in a small village or town as you call them, it was in the mountains so many things were still the same as they were one hundred years ago but of course some things like drugs did manages to come to the place were I lived. I had nine brothers and sister, my family was wealthy and well respected. Everything was fine on the outside, but the pressure to be perfect led my mother to become a heroine addict and that led to my father becoming a alcoholic. The put a lot of pressure on me to raise my brothers and sisters, but I didn’t do a every good job of keeping an eye on them. I mean how could I? I was only a kid, not even a teenager yet… " This was the hardest part for Bella because she knew that it was partly her fault that she hadn't kept a closer eye on her brothers and sisters, she gave a deep sigh and spoke very softly "One of my brothers and two of my sisters came in on my mother shooting up one night and..Well they disappeared a short time after that. I ran away… I was.. Scared then I guess but I didn’t care what happened to the rest of my family I only cared for myself. I didn’t realize that then but I do now.. I just wanted to get out.” Bella took another deep breath and continued ”I ran and got all the way to south France, that’s were I met Adrian.. He helped me find a place to stay while I was down there. I was fourteen I guess, that would’ve made him sixteen then.. My parents being as ‘loving’ as they were sent a whole task force looking for me.. The truth was they didn’t want me ratting on them… It didn’t take to long for them to find me and Adrian. Adrian was sent to London to be in a foster program there and I was sent to a small little town a few hours outside of London to be in a foster home with like I think thirty other kids.." Bella gave a shiver because the memory of being in such a small house with so many people just made her sick "Just a few months later I received news that my mother had died of an over does and a about three weeks later I got a letter saying my father had been killed due to his debts that he owed to pretty much every mob boss within fifty miles. When they searched the grounds next to my house, they found three partially decomposed bodies.. They were my little brother and sisters, the ones that had gone missing... Their skulls had been crushed.." Bella looked over at Damien, just to see how he was taking this disturbing information "I bet you can figure out why I want to solve crimes now but... I inherited a lot of money almost enough to get me and my six other siblings through college.” Towards the end of her story her voice had gotten very unemotional, as it seems Bella had tried to block out her emotions durning this time.. She wasn't being cold hearted, she just wanted to forget it

Bella thought for a moment and decided to answer his question in a more straight forward way ”I guess I am so down at the moment because I just realized how totally self centered I was and still am.. I haven’t talked to my siblings in over four years, I don’t even know were half of them are… It just came to me right now though, which makes me feel even more self centered. I’ve spent so much time trying to make my life seem worse that I haven’t even considered what my own family’s lives are like.” Bella sighed and stared at her shoes and the passing pavement. The were slowly reaching town now, and once they were there the shop was only a five minutes walk.

Prescribed pills
To offset the shakes
To offset the pills
You know you should take
It a day at a time

[Bleeding_Flame]

Damien Shepherd

[******** it all and no regrets,
I hit the lights on these dark sets.
I need a voice to let myself
To let myself go free.


Damien listened to the whole story intently. His expression was blank and he didn't say a word until she was finished. He just kept silent for awhile, "Hmm..I see.." Something about the story had really gotten to him. His mind kept flashing images of his own childhood, of the rat b*****d who had fathered him. He shook it off and patted Bella on the top of the head. "Glad you let it out, it's not good to hold that burden in."

He knew how it felt to tell someone of your past. When he admitted it to his doctor who was now his foster dad it had felt like a weight lifted off his shoulders. He just hoped it letting it out had helped Bella in a way.

I feel my world shake
Like an earthquake
Hard to see clear
Is it me? Is it fear?

[A B i t t e r Symphony]

[Bellatrix Raven Ja‘Dore]

Bella smiled up at Damien, she felt like giving him a hug because that was just her nature but she knew he would most likely freak out or something. ”That did help a lot.. Thanks for listening.. Maybe you can tell me more about your life sometime. I‘m sure I could listen.” Her smile was thankful and warm, her bad mood had lifted along with a little bit of her guilt. The two had made it on time to Bella’s piercing appointment right on time, as they walked in. The artist greeted her with a smile ”Ah you brought your boyfriend for your piercing, is he gonna hold your hand or something?” Bella just laughed and shook her head, while grabbing a mint from a dispenser that was at the front of the shop ”No he isn’t my boyfriend Steve, and I doubt he would hold my hand even if he was.. He is just a friend..” Bella sat down in the same chair she had sat in to get her tattoo ”So Pinky what do you think I should get?? Lip piecing? Eyebrow? Cheek? I already have my belly button pierced and my nose so I can‘t do those two.” Bella thought for a moment, she had always loved the cheek piercings that Pixie from LA ink had, but she also loved lip rings. This was a real problem, this would be the last time Bella could get a piercing for a while and she wanted to get a good one.

Bella leaned back in the chair with a smile on her face, the smell of rubbing alcohol and fresh ink filled her nose and music played softly in the background. This place made all her senses tingle, she loved getting tattoos, and piercings it was one of her favorite past times if you could call it that. She opened her eyes and looked back up at Damien ”I think its between the lips or the cheeks..I’ve already had my nose pierced once. So I want to try something new.” As Bella had said before she was always open to new ideas, and suggestions. The artist sat in a chair next to Bella, and smiled ”So have you and your friend ‘pinky’ decided what you’re getting yet?” Bella shook her head, she wanted to make the right choice. So she looked up with hopeful eyes at Damien hoping he had a good suggestion or something to move Bella in the right direction. "No and by the way you can't call Damien Pinky. Only I can." Bella laughed, and hoped that Damien wasn't upset with her for calling him Pinky in public.

Prescribed pills
To offset the shakes
To offset the pills
You know you should take
It a day at a time

[Bleeding_Flame]

Damien Shepherd

[******** it all and no regrets,
I hit the lights on these dark sets.
I need a voice to let myself
To let myself go free.


Damien nodded with a grin, he decided not to respond to her comment on his past. It would take a lot of trust for him to tell anyone again after his foster dad. He followed her into the shop and he looked around, he like this place already. But he got a little annoyed when the man called him 'Pinky'. He would rather only Bella refer to him as that. But he laughed a little when she corrected the man.

He then began to contemplate what she should get. "Go for the lip, it should look sexy on you." He chuckled a little and leaned against the wall. It was the second perverted joke he'd made that day, this one wasn't as bad as the first had been though.

I feel my world shake
Like an earthquake
Hard to see clear
Is it me? Is it fear?

[A B i t t e r Symphony]

[Bellatrix Raven Ja‘Dore]

Bella grinned slightly ”Alright, that’s my goal in life you know.. To make you think I am sexy.” Bella again teased Damien, she enjoyed teasing him just he seemed to enjoy making perverted jokes. Bella showed Steve were she wanted her lip pierced which was on the left side of her mouth. Steve nodded and got everything set up ”Do you need someone to like hold your hand or something?” Bella shook her head and had a look on her face that said ‘Do- I-Look-Like-A-Sissy-To-You?’ ”I just sat through a pretty long tattooing session with you, without even flinching or saying ouch, and I am coming back to finish off the tattoo next monday with more color. I think I can take getting a piercing.” Bella rolled her eyes slightly, and waited for the process to begin.

After getting everything ready, including cleaning off the area around Bella’s mouth to prevent infection, while cleaning the area were her new piercing was going to be he marked the exact spot where the needle was going to go through to prevent nerve damage. Once he marked and measured her lip, he attached a attaches a surgical clamp to have have her lips pulled away from her gums while he was doing the piecing. Steve lined the piece of sharp metal up and drove it through Bella’s lip nice and slow. Bella had to keep from smiling the whole time, she knew that if she did he would most likely mess up. The pain was nothing, and Bella sat there silently a serene look on her face. As weird as it seems, Bella seemed to be at the most peace while in pain. That was one reason she loved tattoos and piercings, not only were the very sexy but they also made her forget, even if only for a few seconds.


After getting the sharp piercing needle all the way through her lip, Bella smiled happily when the needle was out ”YAH! SO HAPPY!” She winced a little, she shouldn't have done that with her lip being so sore. She was really happy though, when ever she got a tattoo or piercing it was like a little bit of her depression had been let out. When Bella picked out the ring to go into her new piercing, she didn’t do anything crazy just a normal metal ring the ones that were seen in pretty much every Alex Heartbreaker photo. It wasn't as crazy as she wanted to go, but sooner or later she would go all out and get something insane. Bella quickly paid and turned to Damien ”How do I look?” Bella struck a little pose for Damien, and Damien had been right she did look a lot cuter with the lip ring. She giggled a bit, and waved good bye "See ya on Monday!" Bella said waving to Steve, as her and Damien walked out the door ”I feel so much better now.. Thanks for coming with me Pinky. You helped a lot.” She wasn’t talking much about him helping to choose her piercing but about him listening to her story and that was all she could really ask for. She loved it when people listened to her, and helped her out just because they wanted to it just brightened her mood even more. Bella was back to her normal self, loving, vivacious, and flirty, she wasn’t depressed in any meaning of the word. Bella’s big blue eyes just gazed up at Damien, they seemed to be smiling up at him along with the flirty smile that was now spread across her face. Her lip was a bit swollen but she didn't care, she was in to much of a good mood for that.

When you go
Would you have the guts to say
"I don't love you
Like I loved you
Yesterday…"

{Lots Of Editing =/ }

[Bleeding_Flame]

Damien Shepherd

[******** it all and no regrets,
I hit the lights on these dark sets.
I need a voice to let myself
To let myself go free.


Damien had been zoning out while she was getting the piercing. He came back to reality when he heard her yell, "Hmm?.." he looked over at her as she asked him how she looked. He stood there for a few moments, "My honest opinion.." He took another few seconds to think. "It looks bad a**." He chuckled a bit.

As they walked out he gave a sigh, "Now I want to put mine back in.." He looked down at her when she thanked him. He nodded, "No big deal, like I said..I had nothing better to do." His hand wandered to his bottom lip where his two piercings should be.

I feel my world shake
Like an earthquake
Hard to see clear
Is it me? Is it fear?

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[[Bella: About the tattoos. I'm pretty sure a six hour tattoo session is highly unlikely. They usually do the outline/main drawing of the tattoo in one visit, and the coloring in a separate visit. And usually, they don't spend that much time on one visit. [[Just how big is this ta tattoo? As big as the one in the link?]] And also, what kind of tattoo parlor did she go to when she was drunk? I'm guessing she was under twenty one when it happened. Why would they tattoo a drunken person who's not old enough to be drunk?

Sorry if I seem kinda gripey. I'm just curious.

EDIT: piercing information: They use a clamp on your lip during the piercing to keep your lip from moving. Also, for the first few hours, your lip is swollen a bit.

Information from Here. ]]

[Sweet Roggie]

Xander yawned and got out of bed, it was late in the afternoon. "Aww s**t... I over slept." He hurried and puts on a tie-dye t-shirt and some bell bottom pants on and ran down stairs. "Mom! Were did i put my hat and sandals." He waited a bit and there was no reply. Ohh yea... mom went to work already probly.. he turned his house upside down looking for his his Urahara's Hat and Hemp sandals and finally found them under the couch. He grabbed his laptop bag, sketchbooks, and some sunglasses and dashed out the door.

While running down the street he bumped into some people coming out of a tattoo and piercing place, one was a girl with the sweetest blue eyes he has ever seen with some piercings and the other was a really tall guy but he was really cute, and tripped right in front of them. "I-I'm very sorry, I should watch were I'm going next time, I'm just in a hurry to get to my new school and I got kinda lost. Can you point me in the direction of Emerlie University?" Xander said in a bashful voice.




[[Sowwy This is my first time role playin online, i will post in past tense for now on ^^]]
[[I edited it so should be in past tense]]

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[[Rog:: Boww and Moose want to take a moment to say write in past tense.]]

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H3LL0, TH4NK Y0U F0R C4LLiiNG; THii5 ii5 S4444444M:

The boy looked up at Ian, his mind's memory rushing to revisit time. There were few times where Sam had to look up at anyone, and the last time he had to look up at his boyfriend was a while ago. To be specific, it was after he had been shot and in the hospital. He pushed the memory away and nodded. The twenty year old picked up the empty cup and tossed it in trash can as he strolled past it.

Samson slipped his hand in the blonde's, and his other was placed in his pocket. Blowing a chunk of dark hair out of his bright eyes, he turned to face his companion. "Where to?" He said shortly.

Because oh because
I've f a l l e n quite hard over, over you
If I didn’t know you, I'd rather not know
If I couldn’t have you, I'd rather be alone
I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop
I love so much
A l l of the while I never knew
I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop
I love so much
All of the while, I never knew

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x3_14N-T41L5->[[I l0v3 S4ms0n J. S34rl3 <3]] says:

Ian felt Sam's hand slipping into his own, and he had to admit it felt amazing. He loved the way his finger's interlaced with Sam's, like they were meant to be that way. The blond smirked at the overly dramatic thoughts. He could be such the romantic when he wanted. Of course, he was physically as romantic as he felt comfortable being. Verbally, however, the words never came out quite as sweet as he'd like, and he decided not to try to be so romantic that way. Still, Sam's hand felt nice in his.

Glancing up, snapping himself away from his sappy thoughts, the blond's eyes met with the brunette's. It took a moment for him to realize Sam had asked him something.

"Oh, uhm, well," he stammered, "It doesn't matter to me. I picked breakfast. It's your turn."

"You’re still the one I run to,
The one that I belong to.
You’re still the one I want for life.
You’re still the one that I love,
The only one I dream of.
Still the one I kiss goodnight.”
Shania Twain.