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 Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 10:03 am
Life I Left Behind By Aiden..
I remember when I used to wake up
I remember what I used to be
I remember how I used to wake up so wrong now
I remember this life I left behind
On empty shelves
In empty rooms
In lifeless skys
In lifeless skys
In empty shells
I remember when I used to
Be my own self
I remember when
We were so young
I remember when I used to
Wake up so lost now
I remember when
we were so
My friend
My own
My end
Break
watch me break
She won't have to stand and walk alone now
to stand and walk alone
Don't have to stand and walk between us now
forever wanting
This life has never made me question
is it wrong to think
how empty is the answers
This life has never made me question
is it wrong to think
how empty is the answers
This life I left behind
This life I left behind for you
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 10:10 am
Story Line.
Your past was dreadful...It pains you to think about it...You've gone from shrink to shrink. And they all can't help you. The best they can do is tell you to forget it. But you can't...Or can you?
You're on your own. And your only hope is to start fresh and hope you'll get so caught up in whatever it is your doing that your past with vanish. And on this quest to forgive and forget...Your life only gets worse.. You get betrayed...Hurt...Used...Backstabbed. Ect. Now what does this remind you of...your past. And threw out this, your going to struggle to turn all this around. And probably have alot of De Ja Vu!
What more can I say? You're alone...Until one day...you find someone just like you. Then the two of you find someone and then the four of you find someone. So on and so forth.. You depend on one another to live. All together...You now have to fight your past...And it's up to all of you, to work together...and win this battle...Or. You can take the suckers way our...And kill yourself. Which ever...This is your choice to prove that you can survive! You should make the most of your life...Because it will end soon enough if you go on like this.
!WELCOME TO HELL!
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 10:15 am
Rules:
1.) Follow the gaia ToC
2.) Uhm...no cybering..
3.) No action speak Example *runs around like an idiot..*
4.) No god moding.
5.) Keep it pg 13.
6.) Cussing is aloud but please don't swear every other sentence or word.
7.) Pm with the title Life I Left Behind.
8.) Please follow these rules.
9.) Respect one another.
10.) Use (( )) When your off topic..
11.) " " To talk
12.) Have fun
((I may change these rules at some point. And if I do it will be for a good reason.))
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 10:18 am
Profile Sketch.
Controller: ((Gaia Username.))
Role Play Name: ((First and Last.))
Age: ((Between 16 and 19.))
Gender: ((Male Or Female.))
Bio: ((Your past.))
Personality: ((How you may act in this role-play.))
Your Picture sad (Anime Please.))
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 10:21 am
Your New Family!! Controller: -skaterella66-
Role Play Name: Matt Vortage
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Bio: Matt's past was depressing for him. But I guess I should start at the devastating blow.
Matt had his first girl friend that he truly loved when he was 15. He thought they would spend the rest of there life together...Until the end of forever...But he was mistaken when he found her in her bed with another boy. They had a date. He was told to wait in her room. She must have forgotten because she looked shocked to see him there.
Matt stood there his heart shattering. He walked calmly over to the lamp in her room. He reached over and plucked up and off the desk. Not before throwing water from his water bottle all over them. He then threw the lamp while it was still plugged in on them. It exploded and a fire was started. As he stood they’re watching his girl friend burn to death.... He smiled as he left the scene with a couple of gashes from the explosion all over his body. He collapsed; he had broken down...Tears streaming down his face. He swore to never love again. Although, she never loved him he love her more then anything.
Personality: Matt isn't much of a speaker, and he has his stone cold wall built nice and high, to keep people out and emotions in. He walks around with an emotionless face. Ever since that day he had become cold and bitter.
Your Picture: Matt VortageController: Clara33
Role Play Name: Ryu Kosa
Age: 17
Gender: female
Bio: Ryu was always abused, physically, emotionally, and sexually. Her father would hit her and attack her, leaving her with a pain ridden body. Her mother would often corner her and scream about how worthless she was. Once her father died, Ryu thought some of the worst of it was over, but her mother re-married to a man who saw Ryu as a toy. He constantly raped her, leaving her always crying. When she could stand it no longer, Ryu saw the katana on the mantle piece above her.
Without a second thought, Ryu grabbed the Katana and slit her mother's throat. She stabbed her step-father through the heart, and broke his nose, laughing maniacally at his anguish. While the two of them bled to death, she took off, throwing herself out a window, and taking the cuts and pain to go with the smashed broken glass.
The authorities arrived only 62 minutes afterward.
Personality: Ryu is a consistent cutter. She loves the feel of pain and the smell of blood. She will never tell you of her past, and will threaten you if you ever ask.
Your Picture: Ryu Controller: Tizane_Ryo
Role Play Name: Trixi Alex
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Bio: When Trixi was 8 her parents died and left her in charge of her two little brothers, she took care of them loving them. they all lived out on the streets and Trixi had to steel to feed them all, she wasn’t proud of her self, but when she was 12 she got caught and her and her brothers where token and put into foster care, her brothers the only ones she ever cared about where split up and where put with families far away from her. The world took the only people that she ever loved away from her, when she got put in a foster home she stayed for a little bit going thru therapy when she final had enough. At the age of 18 she left to find a new life… or end the old one.
Personality: She is too shy to talk to people and doesn’t love anyone, she just sits there listening to music or reading, she will say stuff sometimes but its almost too quite to hear. When she does care for someone she will care with all her heart.
Your Picture: Trixi
Controller: MelodiasWhispers
Role Play Name: Melodia DenteMoura
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Bio: She lost her parents when she was 7. Her step parents beat her, and then kicked her out on her own. She lives with the pain everyday, and it haunts her. She changed from being the NORMAL girl, to a girl who ended up closing herself off from the world.
Personality: She's closed off, often snaps at the littlest things, and loves to often just wander off, and be by herself. She rarely lets anyone get close to her, and if they do, they are lucky.
Your Picture: Melodia DenteMouraController: Shady Mane. Role Play Name: Surreal. She was formerly known as Caidy Summers. Age: 17. Gender: Female. Bio: Caidy Summers was a very little girl when her parents first took her out Trick-or-Treating. She and her parents lived in an apartment downtown, and went to the local mall for the festive event, every year. Caidy was six years old when it happened. Her family, dressed as a sheriff, barmaid and cowgirl, were confronted. A coked-up junky demanded money from her parents. They said they had none- they had spent the only fifteen dollars they had on a quick dinner at the mall. He shot the three of them, and ran off.
Caidy and her father survived; she had been only grazed at the ribs, and he had been lucky to have worn the metal sheriff’s badge. An ambulance came, picking them up off the street. There was blood.
So much blood, Caidy couldn’t bear it. And yet she did, strapped to the stretcher, oddly silent, sucking the blood from her cut lip. The hospital pronounced her mother dead. She didn’t cry when the doctors told her that Mommy had gone to heaven, she said that she would dress as an angel next year. And she did. Three years later, she was nine. Two weeks before Halloween, the day of the Halloween party, her father died from bloodstream shrapnel from the same sheriff’s badge that had saved his life. Caidy was once again, seemingly fine with the death of her parents. She ran away from home, unwilling to experience either the pain of being a foster child, or going away to live with distant relatives.
When she ran away, Caidy slowly began to dissappear. She was replaced by Surreal.
Personality: Easily startled, not very welcoming to strangers. Her speech patterns are irregular, and she seldom finishes a thought. She seems… disturbed. Not unkind, but moreso, self-protective. She will take a long time to make a friend, and after, seems almost dependant of them, and definitely protective. Your Picture:Surreal
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 6:36 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 8:00 am
I'm Looming over the edge of a cliff, staring down at a fall so far. Matt loomed over his balcony. Looking down at the world. Wondering..Just wondering. What would have happend if he had never killed her. If he hadn't found her. The tought periced his heart like a bullet to his skin. He couldn't take it any more. He couldn't just sit on his a** and do nothing. Or well stand in this case..He walked to the door then turned back around. He couldn't afford to let anyone one see him leaving threw the front door.
So, he went back over to the balcony. The fall wasn't all that far, so he swung his legs over the banaster and jumpted. It felt like forever, free falling. But eventuly, he hit the ground, hard. He got up and didn't wince in pain. Didn't smile from being so close to death. He just kept walking down the side walk. I can't go to a shrink, there to stupid to help.. He kept ranting on about things connecting to the tought. As he passed by people he knew, they waved and he ignored them.
Matt stopped when he came to a cliff. It was there spot..But now, it was only his. He went to the edge and a smile danced across the cornors of his lips. He leaned forward and the wind held him up. But it would't for long. And no one would hear his screams. Will you let me die my darling?
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Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 9:29 am
Della was worried. The past week had been horrible. She didn't know how much more of this she could take. She was sure the cops were looking for her. And why? So they could put her in another foster home, or so they could put her in prison for attacking that monster? She fingered the silver locket around her neck. On one side of it was a picture of her family: Mom, Dad, Maloir, and her. On the other side was a picture of grandma. And while the front was intricately designed, the back was plain, inscribed with only two words: With Love.
Adella played with the locket in an agitated manner, sliding it roughly back and forth on its chain. What was she gonna do? She sank down on the street, her back against the rough industrial brick of the wall behind her. "GODAMMIT!" she yelled at no one, and began to cry.
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Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 10:47 am
So go on and scream, scream at me, so far away....
Ryu smiled as the blood from her wrist dripped down her arm. The pain shot through her bones and chilled her, but she didn't mind. The mirror she was examining herself in showed her pale, ghostly face.
The mirror warped suddenly, showing Ryu's face as a child, covered in cuts and bruises that hadn't been there before. Her right eye was covered by a bandage, but the rest of the cuts were bleeding openly. Her showing eye was large, innocent and naive, tears starting to well.
"Shut up..."
Sounds of her mothers furious screams rang through her head. It's your fault, you damn bi***! Who the f*** do you think you could EVER become?! You're no one! Nothing! You're not my daughter. Get away, get out of this house! Before I call the cops on you!
"SHUT UP!" Ryu screeched, her fist raising and smashing the mirror in front of her. The glass shattered, slicing her hand open, dark red blood coating her uncut wrist. Immediately she brought her hand to her stomach, screaming and cursing. "Sh**! SH**!"
As there was only one thing left for her to do, Ryu ran. She left the bathroom, rushed down the hallway, and left the building. Blood dripped in a trail behind her as she held her hands to her head and screamed.
Backing into an alleyway, Ryu hugged herself and screamed. "It's not my fault! NO! IT'S NOT MY FAULT! AAGH!"
I won't be broken again, I've got to breath, I can't keep going under.
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Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 11:07 am
You do what you love... He could hear blood curdling screams, but he could make out the words. He knew instantly who it was.. Ryu.. Matt turned around, and a gust of wind blew him forward as it was telling him what to do. He began to walk and he found the alley way where Ryu was. He stood there emotionless. He took the pad out of his back pocket and leaned agaisnt the wall. He scrawled down on the paper, then showed it to her. It read,
What's wrong and why the ******** are you bleeding? And ******** the rest!
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Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 11:14 am
I wanna stay in love with my sorrow, oh....
Breathing, forcing air into her lungs, Ryu looked up at Matt. When she had enough air to speak, she spoke. "I have a screwed up life. Why do you think somethings wrong?! And these wounds were made by me. I don't need you to fix them." Her voice was coarse, as if someone had been rubbing it with sandpaper. That was either from screaming or because that was always how she talked. Maybe both.
....but god, I wanna let it go.
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Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 11:20 am
Until the day i die. He glared at her, and began to write again.
Well, I didn't ask any of thoes qustions... He looked back up at her before showing her the note pad and wrote something else.
I take it you saw your mom in the mirror? This wasn't the first time it had happend, but the last couple of times she was nicer, clamer and explained what had happend. I spill my heart for you...For you.
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