A Rose by Any Other Name..Yaoi RP [ A c c e p t i n g ]

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[iRigs]

[[ooc// nevermind...he said he can't because he's not use to rping with more then one person... T-T ]]

[iPyro Panda]

Akuma Hakkido
"How did i get here?"

As everyone began to walk off Akuma just stood there.
Tears began to stream down his face for everything was going wrong. He felt this was
all his fault. He looked away and began to walk home.
((fill me in if u can, im sorta lost))

[Tsaelstrom]

((OOC- Aww.. that's tho thad!!))

((OOC- I'll fill you in after this post ^ ^))

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A rose by any other name

Eiji was on the ground writhing in pain. The pain was blurring his vision. His breath was coming out in short gasps. "What the ******** did you do to me?" His voice sounded ragged. "It hurts!!" He managed to glance over at Yuki. He couldn't believe that he was now writhing on the floor in pain because of this kid. "Get out of here retard!! He'll get you!!" He managed to bark at Yuki.

would smell as sweet

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Azrael looked over at Yuki. "Would you like to come with me now? He'll be down for a little bit." He glared as Eiji said something about Azrael 'getting Yuki.' He scoffed. "Pay no attention to that monster." He smiled politely at Yuki. "I'll help you..."

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What's in a name? That which we call a rose

Skye smiled at Nero. He walked from stand to stand and purchased a little bit of this, and a little bit of that. Every once in a while, he would see a kid staring at him with wide eyes. He would toss the kid a piece of fruit and continue on his way of buying groceries. "It always feels so nice to help out someone in need. Don't you agree?" Skye continued walking up the hill to one of the houses.

By any other name would smell as sweet;

[-The Spork Alliance-]

// :: stumbles in :: New person! :: cough cough :: //

Dio cleared his hands of the rubble, and cracked his neck with a hiss. It still burned badly. Well, what did he expect, really?
He really went all out earlier - the scars became deeper than before, and there was nearly not enough bandage to cover up all the blood.
But he needed.
He wanted it.
He yearned for it - he couldn't live without it. That pain - the satisfaction of knowing that if you slit it, it will bleed, hurt, sting. Knowing that you are not yet scum enough to not even feel pain. Knowing that there is even a little, tiny ring of life meant just for you.

His hazy green eyes watched the ground below him, watched the crumbs and dust slip through his frail, white fingers.
It felt so nice... so real. Bugs scurried past his hands, out of the way - how lucky, they were. Not knowing anything better than the dung they rolled in...

The young memory teller stood up with a groan - his arms still ached as well. But the scars were old, they were healing. He really needed it this time... he rubbed his neck anxiously, hissing lightly as the scars screamed in pain, reminding him of the moment earlier, when one of his trusty knives made contact with his white flesh. Sniffing lightly, he ran a hand through his hair, before replacing his barrette.
Stepping forward, out of the forgotten alleyway, he took a look around.

Messy.
Loud.
Crowded. As it is supposed to be, he shrugged.
A new day...

God, how he wished it wasn't...

[iPyro Panda]

((hope my last post wasn't godmodding...i can never tell ))

[iRigs]

iPyro Panda

Akuma Hakkido
"How did i get here?"

Akuma ran over to Eiji suddenly and picked him up. He saw
he was in pain and wanted to help for some reason.
He carried
him to the middle kingdom and layed him in his bed at his house. He turned his back to Eiji.
"Don't ask why..."

[[they're in another room away from everyone... i hope you read the posts, my friend.]]

[iPyro Panda]

Akuma Hakkido
"How did i get here?"

Akuma was now alone in his bed. He was crying as hard'
as he could for the whole thing semed to be his fault. If he had never met Yuki this
never would've happned. He cried more.

[Tsaelstrom]

RECAP!!

So, Yuki pulled himself and Akuma from Eiji. Skye, came in from shopping for groceries and tried to stop the debacle from getting any worse. Nero pretty much came in and said that his attempts were in vain. Meanwhile, William witnesses this and tries to also trade himself in for his friend’s safety. When all of the males get away from Eiji, he grows angry, but offers them a nice life. Skye also explains to Nero that violence is not the answer. Yuki runs off in anger telling everyone to forget about it. William also goes off. Nero doesn’t agree with what Skye says. Yuki keeps going until he stops and notices that his clothes are dirty. Eiji decides to follow Yuki. Skye does his own thing… Then we are introduced to Azrael. He is busy working in his lab until he takes a walk and sees Eiji leaving. He follows Eiji into the Underworld and then sees Yuki and takes away his foresight. Yuki runs away from Eiji. Eiji is about to leave Yuki alone when he sees Azrael. He fears for Yuki’s innocence and decides to try and help Yuki. Skye also notices Azrael. He becomes afraid and runs off. Azrael follows Yuki into a house and offers to help him get away from Eiji. Yuki is a little bit worried on how Azrael finds him. Nero is off buying bread when Skye finds him and offers him food to go with the bread if Nero helps him carry groceries. Eiji finds Yuki and Azrael and attacks Azrael. Azrael attacks him back by throwing needles into Eiji’s neck. Eiji is on the ground, warning Yuki about Azrael. And that’s pretty much it.

[iRigs]

Yuki Heart
^Is there any where I can be safe....^

yuki blinked his head started to spin suddenly. He held his head, this was all too much for him. He didn't know whither or not to trust the doctor but he knew he definitely couldn't trust Eiji...the sex addict was yuki's secret nickname for him. He leaned against the wall "i bet it's better then being forced into bed..." he spoke calmly. he looked at the man then at the other one. He stood and slowly took the doctor's hand, not knowing what a HUGE mistake that was.

[Harlot Gold]

Christopher walked comfortably along the streets of middle kingdom, his side bag slung around his left shoulder which hit his hip ever so often. His eyes closed for a moment before he flicked his head lightly to right, pushing his ashy-light brown hair out of his face. His was enjoying the day...mostly. He figured he was going to have to deal with some sort of arrogant sentient as always, telling him what to do and how he was 'common'. It pissed him off, but he never did anything about it...strictly to conform to the order of things. The last thing he wanted was to be an outcast and locked up for his opinion about one person.

Boy I could used some water.
I just left home though, so really I have no intention of turning back around to walk the other way. So that'll have to wait. Wait...where am I going?

The copper eyed male looked around himself for a moment trying to figure out what to do with himself. He'd figured he should get out of the house for a little while, since it was in a fact a beautiful day....but he didn't think of what to do when he got out.
Perhaps a nice snack?
He stood along the sidewalk of the street, standing there with a content look on his face. He watched the pedestrians walk by, making eye contact with a few friendly people who smiled to him.

[iPyro Panda]

Akuma Hakkido
"How did i get here?"

Akuma walked out of his house with his eyes red from crying.
Everyone looked at him and tried to cheer him up for he was well known in the middle kingdom
The richest there. He was walking with his head hung low when he stumbled into a new comer.
(Christopher)). AKuma said nothing and just stood there. "Sorry..." He mumbled

[-The Spork Alliance-]

Slinking away from the border, the boy sighed, his hands stuffed into his pockets.
The Underworld.
He liked it here... it felt more... homey.
He belonged here - with all the slum. In fact, he didn't really know how he got up to the Middle Kingdom. Pushed up, pulled over - some strings tweaked here, some clipped there. God, it didn't matter. His family didn't know where he was - didn't want to know.
It's almost like he had no family.
Better this way. Less attachments.

His fingers absentmindedly scraped against the wall.
And there it was... instantly - a flash of memories.
Two lovers against the wall, wrapped in passionate desire.
A man, smoking his cigarette slowly.
A homeless, leaning against it for support.
Some punks watching girls nearby.

All of it - all at once. He crippled down, bending over.
Letting his guard down... how pathetic...
He forgot where he was - forgot what he was doing. His fingers began to itch anxiously at his bandaged wrists. He saw it again - others; broken, happy, crippled, alive.

He hated it - he hated how he envied them - he hated how he could see them, just by pressing his naked palms to something they touched. He wanted to be them - anyone, anything, just not himself! Shuddering, he pulled himself up, and slinked away from the wall - away from anything that could remind him how worthless and dead to the world he was.