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 Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 8:06 pm
Almost right after Drecklor closed the back and front doors, there was a knock on the front one. He walked to it, seeing as how he was the oldest orphan, and Emma doesn't answer the door. When he opened it, he saw a girl, maybe his age, with long, black hair, and red eyes... maybe they were brown? Whatever.
"Hello?" He asked, his face still red from all the laughing he had done at the girl who ran through the orphanage, interrupting his party. He didn't mind, but if the girl who was at the door now was going to go into the living room, there would be a mess of muddy footprints from the other girl's feet. And not to mention, the mess from the party.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 9:10 pm
"Nikki!" Nikki pivoted, looking back at her mother running up to her. "Nikki, no swimming right now! You need to finish unpacking, first."
"But mom, I already unpacked all my stuff."
"Taking your suitcase to your room does not qualify as unpacking. Plus, we need to clean the apartment. It's a bit dusty, and I will not have our items be placed in an unclean home."
Nikki sighed and trudged herself back to her apartment, grabbing her towel off the ground. Cleaning would take all day! She'd probably end up scrubbing the floors, twice. Oh, why must her mother be so meticulous?
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 5:18 am
"Umm... Is this the orphanage ?", Rayne asks him. She looked straight at his redish brown eyes. The boy nodds his head. "The government moved me here.", Rayne said looking at her feet. She didn't like saying any of this.
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 3:44 pm
Drecklor really didn't know what the girl was talking about. She had been moved by the government? He moved out of the doorway, and held out his hand as if to invite her in. He smiled, and tried not to show his confusion.
((YAY!! WINTER BREAK!! xd ))
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 7:52 pm
Rayne saw the confusion in his eyes. "There are reasons. Reasons that I will not reveal.", she said softly as she walked into the orphanage and a shiver went down her spine. Rayne had a very, very bad experiance with an orphanage.
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 10:27 pm
Edgar had been wondering through Hollywood for quite some time. His journey from San Jose was anything but lavish, considering it was entirely done on foot. He carried Loni in his arms, for he had grown tired and now slept. Many people stared at Edgar with disgusted expressions upon their faces. The mask he wore to covered his mouth must has been offensive, though he could not see it that way. It was merely to cover his deformity. I could have been uglier, he thought to himself. Luckily, mother prevented that. But, why did it have to be the mouth? Perhaps Aphrodite thought this to be a suitable punishment for being hideous. No woman would ever get near him and thus, he would never have offspring, thereby eliminating his ugliness from the world when he dies. Sad, but true, he thought. Sad, but oh so true.
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 10:50 pm
The Fifteenth Post!
Blake was thrilled. His temp job for today was being a high-priority document escort! Huzzah. That meant he got to travel by airplane with boxes of documents that required their own seat and had to be watched at all times!
Not something Blake was looking forward too. But he did it none the less, and hopped on the next plane leaving for California. Because that's where he had to bring the documents. San Jose, California.
Blake propped his feet up on the box of "important" papers next to him on his airplane seat and relaxed. He wasn't aloud to take Doro with him on this trip, it was a business trip after all, and Blake was quite bored. Bored of the in-flight movie, if you could even call it that, and bored of just sitting and doing nothing. 2559 miles away from home he would be once he landed, it was going to suck.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 10:05 am
"Rosa dear?"
A young woman sitting at her computer hardly heard her mother calling her, but continued studying for her exams. Such was usually the case with Rosalinda Tess. She never took time to spend with her mother enymore; all of her time was spent studying or writting.
Flipping her ponytail over to the other side of her thin face, Rosa started to work of the next page of chemistry questions. A small kitten weaving its way around the countless books and binders on her bedroom floor finally made it to the 17 year old student and nudged her leg softly. Rosa sighed, putting down her pencil, and reached down to scratch the kitten behind her ears.
"Hi Sahara. How are you?" she asked, hearing steps outside her door.
"Rosalinda Nicole Tess, get out here this instant! I've been calling you for ten minutes!" she heard. Standing up, Rosa stretched for a second, then headed for the door.
"Coming, mom!" she called. As she opened the door, her mother leaned inside the room with her hands on her hips.
"And clean up this mess! You might be almost finished school, but that doesn't mean you can start living like a slob,"
"I know, mom. I will. What do you want?"
"Oh, dear me, I almost forgot! Someone called for you. Male, said his name was Eric--"
"Oh, Eric? Sorry, mom, but I have to go... he's just a study buddy!" Rosa exclaimed, seeing the shocked look on her mother's face.
"Okay, Rosa. Just be back for dinner. And for heaven's sake, clean out Sahara's litter box, will you?"
"Yes mom. See you later!"
And with that, Rosa practically flew down the stairs to the main floor of their small house and out the door, not before slipping on a coat and shoes.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 2:35 pm
((I see we are congregating in California. Fine, I'll follow, too.))
"Actually, Nikki, the reason I wanted you to come back was because, well... O.K." Her mother took a deep breath before continuing in a rush. "Apparently I'm not allowed to have children with me on this assignment in New York, a detail they forgot to mention prior to our moving, and since they won't relocate me, you have to go live in an orphanage in San Francisco."
"Wait, what?"
“Oh, no, not like that. Remember, I have a sister that runs an orphanage there. She could probably use your help. Besides, this would be a good time to look at colleges in California.”
The next thing Nikki knew, she was sitting on a jet plane, nose buried in a book, not paying attention to her surroundings when she heard “We'll be landing in Burbank in about thirty minutes so will...” She snapped her head up. 'Did her mommy buy tickets to the wrong place? How does one get Burbank and San Francisco confused! Wait, isn't Burbank only twenty minutes from Hollywood. Hmm, maybe I can do some sightseeing before panicking. Good thing mother dearest mailed my stuff so I'd only have a backpack.' She settled back into her chair, making plans to call a cab to take her to Hollywood. Though she hates large crowds, she always wanted to go to Hollywood and was not about to pass up this chance.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 2:42 pm
"Hey hurry up and clean this up!" Drecklor said, walking into the living room, picking up party residue from the ground. He had shown the girl to her room, after sharing his name, and had been called down to the electronics room, the biggest room in the orphanage, before she could share her own.
Emma was having trouble setting up the T.V., and the only other person who knew anything about electronics was himself. He sighed and hooked up the plasma screen to the cable, and made sure everything was connected. He then took the remote, and pressed the 'on' button. The screen flickered on, revealing an old, black and white cartoon. Emma smiled, and thanked him. He went to his room, which he shared with a much younger, eight year old boy.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 3:04 pm
Emilia seperated the cloud, and stared down at the mortals. What foolish creatures, figuring out life. In the corner of her eye, she saw her favorite rose patch. A new rose had grown, and it was beautiful. She picked it up. Emilia concentrated, and opened it a bit more. She carefully placed it behind her ear, smiling. The prettiest rose... oh what joy...
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 3:17 pm
Emilia twirled, until she fell in the rose patch. She smiled and wrapped some of the fluffy cloud around her, warming her everywhere.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 3:54 pm
((you are aware that Emma is the one who made the orphanage... right? like the caretaker))
Drecklor jumped onto his bed, making the springs squeal in protest of the heavy weight now upon them. He sighed, and laid his head against the headboard. He crossed his legs, and took off the sweater he hadn't taken off when he got back from the shopping, revealing a green shirt that was loose, but not so loose that you couldn't see a well worked-out torso. He was too large for his bed, and his shoes were hanging off the other end of the bed. He removed the untied white tennis-shoes(yes, 'tennis'-shoes), and they tumbled to the ground in a clatter. He looked toward the door as he heard a skittering of small feet from behind it.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 3:56 pm
Emilia opened the clouds, and saw an orphanage.
"Hmm...." she pondered, looked down at a sad little flower patch beside it.
She smiled and raised the flowers, all different kinds, all around the orphanage. It looked like one big beautiful garden. Emilia smiled wider.
"Poor little mortals. Have some joy to your day."
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