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 Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 6:58 pm
[[Well, there's more than one bathroom.]]
When Derrik tried to joke, a small smile tempted her lips, and the tears stopped falling, keeping her from full-out crying. She held herself together quite well. She frowned still, but her spirit was lifted ever so slightly. She wiped her sleeve across her face in an attempt to dry it off. She cluthed her stomach and felt her ribs. Her stomach began tightening again, but not so much as to make her throw up again. She didn't know what to say to her friend, so she just wrapped her arm around his shoulder, and sat in silence.
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 7:04 pm
{{ Do you guys want me to set up pictures of everything in the mansion?}}
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 7:04 pm
[[That'd be pretty cool.]]
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 7:05 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 7:07 pm
{{ Alright, I'll let you guys know when I have it all set up. What do you guys want to see?
The mansion
The bedrooms.
The Bathrooms.
The pool.
Anything else? }}
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 7:09 pm
"Do you want to talk about it? This doesn't seem like you, Mase." Derrik thought maybe he should stay indoors tonight. A number of his friends seemed to be acting strangely and he was concerned. But what did he really think he would observe in one night? Two nights? A week? How long could he go without feeding the craving? It really was like a drug; putting himself on display, advertising the things he was so very willing to do to a select few patrons. It was the only time he could take care of his sexual needs; in those places it was hardly a secret which team he was batting for.
Derrik shoved those thoughts out of his head, feeling selfish. One night was a start; he would do what he could. He ignored the knock on the door; he was sure any of the others would do the same. At least Mason was no longer crying, but she looked far from happy.
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 7:12 pm
((That would help sweatdrop
Living room and the food factory please xd ))
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 7:18 pm
The right corner of Mason's mouth turned toward the ground. "I don't know what there is to talk about really. I'm just... sick. I can't eat." she sat up, gradually raising up on her feet. "Crap. I have to get to my dance class. I can't skip hiphop. I'm taking it for my dad! He wants me to go on a two month tour with him as a dancer! I can't let him down." She perked up at the thought of her first proffesional tour. I gotta go, Derrik." She put her arm out to help him stand.
[[The living room and kitchen! Are they attatched, or connected by a hallway, or what? confused ]]
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 7:23 pm
Colleen gritted her teeth subonciously, swiftly pulling the ring of keys from her back pocket. The aches in her arm specifically began to overwhelm her, a low and nearly predatory growl rumbling up from her throat. The first key she tried worked - What luck! - and she sprinted up to her room as soon as she managed to get in after closing the door. Shutting the door to her room as well, she dived onto her knees by her jacket which lay crumpled on the floor, her hands vigorously shaking as she popped off the cap of the pill bottle. Two pills would do - No, three today. I need my control back and these aches are making that impossible. Uncaring of whether she had liquid near or not, she swallowed the pills with little difficulty. She heaved a sigh of relief as a cold but comforting feeling coursed through her limbs, the aches sliding off of her along with the negative mood. "Much better..." Standing and stretching her right arm and shoulder, she made her way to the bathroom. Golden eyes met a mirrored image of Colleen - Sweating profusely with a wild gleam in her eyes that was slowly fading away.
Colleen opted to take a quick, 10 minute shower to soothe her nerves. Who knew a bit of carpal tunnel could screw up my control. A brief, soft chuckle escaped her at the seemingly absurd thought. She walked back downstairs to the living room, looking as if nothing happened. Though, her worry for Mason returned along with her control. Shrugging, she decided to go out for a spin on her bike now that her mood was better.[[Edited.]]
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 7:24 pm
{{ Everything on the first floor is connected by just a hallway. Except for the down stairs bathroom and music room. Upstairs are the bed rooms. On the other side of the house, you have the pool, tennis/basketball courts and other things. Outside you have a huge field. And a gym out back. Out front you have a 4 car garage and a huge drive way.
Will everyone find a picture of their car and send me the picture via PM? }}
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 7:30 pm
{{ One more thing. You guys can have as many cars as you want. }}
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 7:31 pm
Derrik stared at Mason for a long, quiet moment. Then he easily popped to his feet with no assistance and pressed a little kiss to her red hair. It was a somewhat unusual show of affection from him, but certainly platonic. "Good luck, Mason. Knock 'em dead." He wasn't convinced, but what could he do? Tie Mason up in the bathroom until she told him something new? "I'd better go find Lila anyway. I think she was talking to me. What am I going to do having to choose between so many pretty girls to talk to?" He left before he could say anything else. He was tempted to make a stink about it until Mason cracked, but somehow he did not think he would succeed anyway. "Li? Where did you go now?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 7:39 pm
{Alright pics are up, still setting up car pics. crying I feel like I'm spoiling Annora...}
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 7:47 pm
((Wow, up 'till this point, I had a image of a big dorm like house. This is like semi royalty xd ))
((edited: Psh, Lila's sleeping on the couch again. Man is she gonna get fat. Sleeping right after eating xd ))
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Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 7:47 pm
Mason shrugged, feeling very guilty for not talking to Derrik, who she knew wouldn't judge her, and only try to help her, but for some reason she couldn't bring herself to say anything. "Thanks." She whispered as he walked past her saying something about pretty girls which she didn't absorb. She was mad at herself at this point, and figured the best outlet was to put 110% of it into her dancing, so without a word to anyone, she walked out of the bathroom, grabbed her dance bag she had left lying behind the couch, and left.
[[OMG the pool and the house are so pretty!!]]
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