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 Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2014 5:25 pm
  Jacob hovered before his feet touched the ground, waiting for Finn to say something along the lines of any way he could help. His efforts were shot - and so was he. A swirling pain began in his chest. For each time he asked if Finn was all right, or even the separate gifts he had given them for... He exhaled sharply and just watched him walk, his head turning to the side. It was one of the few and only times he had been shot down by someone he considered a friend. And with what Finn had told him earlier about being buddies, it had filled him with such joy and confidence; knowing there was someone else that could treat him like something other than a demon. But...
Attempting to bite his tongue, his wings flapped out and gave a powerful gust. "Buddies..." He mrumured regretfully before shaking his head and flapping several more hard times. The air flew beneath him, the ground disappearing in one powerful stroke. It was rough for him to take into consideration that he could believe in something like that. He should have known better. Humans will always be humans. Eyes narrowing down at Finn from the top of his head one last time, he turned and swiveled in the air, far away as the boy requested.
{Character Exit.}
OOC: Ouch.
Account: $500.
Wearing: A Classic Repeat.
Feeling: Worried; Hurt.
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2014 5:41 pm
ＦINN ＴEAGAN ______________________________
Married ║ Human║ 21 ║ Sucre's Manager  ◜ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ✖ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ✖ ▇▇▇ ✖ ▇▇▇ ✖ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ✖ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ╮ Finn could hear the sound of Jacob's powerful wings flapping only moments after he told him to go home. He felt bad for it, he did. But this was something he had to deal with alone. The gust of wind created by his wings stung a little as his depression and regret stabbed him in the chest. He wasn't even going to stay home. Finn was going there to grab his phone and a jacket and going straight back to the beach. He would wait for Bree for as long as it took. [EXIT] ◟ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ✖ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ✖ ▇▇▇ ✖ ▇▇▇ ✖ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ✖ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ◞ ((OOC; ))
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2014 11:39 pm
 ✗ Bree, Finn ✗ Someplace beach -EXIT- ✗ Is in human form ✗ Link to journal: none currently ✗ Wearing/ Driving✗ Inspiration for newest work: Long Time Coming✗ Today's deadline: 30 pages before noon ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
AntisocialXxxTempermentalXxxBachelorXxxRomance Author
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Tyrese scented Sela having veered off again, this time the smell not having her mother's scent overlapped it. But just next door? He was uncertain with this. He kept sniffing, back tracking for something new. Further down the sidewalk he smelled Lillian's and Bree, so use to his own scent he hardly noticed it. He sniffed every street corner, it did not take any direction indicating she's gone somewhere in her own, or in her wolf form. If he connected the dots, she hadn't shifted after he left. Sela had...well, she hadn't climbed out of the window either. She had fine out the front door at some point, down the sidewalk and possibly to the neighbors house. He was sure he hadnt missed anything. He looked up in case Lillian spotted something. He had this nervous instinctional feeling seeing her up there. Yeah, he had no clue what she had done over the last five years. Nothing besides raise his child. He huffed, dropping his head and double checking his theory.  『 Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋ Funds: $495』 『 Temper┋Stress┋Happiness lvls:✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎』 "My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY HavensOut Of Chamomile: How long are we looking for? ^^
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2014 11:59 pm
 ＬILLIAN ＨALL __________________________ Demon ║ 22 ║ $440 ║ Saisons Manager ║ Move In Day  All Lillian could hear up in the sky was the sound of her own wings flapping to keep her elevated. Occasionally she could hear the flames that made up parts of her body, but that was few and far between. Where could her daughter have gotten too? She watched as Ty cantered around with his nose to the ground but seemed to get stumped as well. She couldn't see anything either. Either that girl made great stride or she was hiding somewhere. Taking in a deep breath, she parted her lips and watched as a hot puff of breath left her lips. Dipping backwards, her wings tucked in as she let herself fall a few feet before opening them again to brace her fall. As she dropped down closer to Ty, her hoofed feet hovered off the ground, wings flapping. "I can't see her anywhere in the neighborhood. I'm gonna go back to the house and call Lysander, maybe he'll know something..." she sighed with a nervous bite of her thumb. Another strong flap and she lifted a little further off the ground and flew back to the house. [EXIT] ((OOC; I would like him to be the one to find her. So you're more than welcome to have him go over to the neighbors, while she calls her brother))
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 12:32 am
✗ N/a ✗ Streets of Pasadena -EXIT- ✗ Is in human form ✗ Link to journal: none currently ✗ Wearing/ Driving✗ Inspiration for newest work: Long Time Coming✗ Today's deadline: 30 pages before noon ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
AntisocialXxxTempermentalXxxBachelorXxxRomance Author
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Tyrese looked up, fur ruffling almost rhythmically with each flap of the full demon's wings. He nodded, watching her fly off while his ears perked. He was going to find their Sela. He was glad she called him, trusted him with this although he hadn't been there for them over the past five years. He wasn't going to fail her now. Seeing headlines, his fur gleamed under the moonlight as she shuffled and kneeled behind the bushes. He watched the car pass, gradually coming out and deciding to check his lead. He was positive her scent pointed to the neighbors house, she may be hiding somewhere on that property. Maybe she would come back with him, hopefully she did. If not, he'd follow her to the ends of the earth until she calmed and he could persuade her to return to her mother. Ears folded back, he stayed low and quickly glided over the sidewalk towards Sela. 『 Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋ Funds: $495』 『 Temper┋Stress┋Happiness lvls:✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎』 "My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY HavensOut Of Chamomile: okay~ Ty will do his best in his wolf form xp
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 8:36 am
✗ Sela ✗ Streets of Pasadena ✗ Is in human form ✗ Link to journal: none currently ✗ Wearing/ Driving✗ Inspiration for newest work: Long Time Coming✗ Today's deadline: 30 pages before noon ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
AntisocialXxxTempermentalXxxBachelorXxxRomance Author
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Tyrese turned back to Andrew's door once he was sure the male had fine back inside. The wolf sighed and kept going until he was in front of Lillian's house before sitting down in the sidewalk with his daughter still in his arms. This was a precious moment, if he could overlook the fact she wasn't taken with him. He was smitten with her instantly, she was Lillian and his own offspring. They should talk while they had this brief moment, he did need to let her mother know her daughter was safe. "Sela." He called gently, glancing around for passersby before his gaze fell back to the bluette. "Wake up, Sela. You're back home." He shook his arms just a little, but didn't think it would take much to wake her. 『 Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋ Funds: $495』 『 Temper┋Stress┋Happiness lvls:✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎』 "My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY HavensOut Of Chamomile:
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 8:48 am
 `❀.¸¸.❀´¯`❀.¸¸.❀´`❀.¸¸.❀´¯`❀.¸¸.❀´`❀.¸¸.❀´¯`❀.¸¸.❀´ A voice. She stirred slightly, still half asleep. Couldn't she just stay asleep? Why did people need to talk to her so much right now? Sela whimpered lightly as she was shaken, her head sliding long his shoulder to turn in the opposite direction. She didn't know what was going on. All she knew was that that she was warm and being talked to by a voice that sounded the vaguest of familiar to her. As she slowly woke up, her eyes fluttering, she had her thoughts drifting to what Damien told her about giving her father a chance. She still didn't want too. The movie flashed through her mind. She still didn't... "Daddy...?" she murmured sleepily, her lips barely moving but the word slipping out perfectly. He said they were home right? She could sleep again soon. Why weren't they inside though? Her tiny grip tightened around him. He did smell like family. "Where were you?" she asked, her sleepy eyes shifting up to him, turning gold from the angle with which they moved, "Me and mommy missed you."
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 9:10 am
✗ Sela ✗ Streets of Pasadena ✗ Is in human form ✗ Link to journal: none currently ✗ Wearing/ Driving✗ Inspiration for newest work: Long Time Coming✗ Today's deadline: 30 pages before noon ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
AntisocialXxxTempermentalXxxBachelorXxxRomance Author
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Tyrese stopped when Sela said, well, his name he guessed it was now. He watched her face, nodding to confirm it was him. "Yes, Sela." He knew she was tired, he wasn't going force her awake again if she drifted back asleep. "It's daddy." It felt strange, a little awkward, but nice. He held her closer as her grip tightened around him, his heart giving an endearing flutter. He rubbed her back gently, looking at the gold in her eyes. "Daddy was gone. He had to leave, he was...learning to be a better person. He made some mistakes in the past, I- I did leave you and mommy but I'm back now." His heart wrenched for a moment as he tried to explain. "I missed you and mommy more than anything. Daddy is so so sorry."『 Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋ Funds: $495』 『 Temper┋Stress┋Happiness lvls:✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎』 "My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY HavensOut Of Chamomile:
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 9:44 am
`❀.¸¸.❀´¯`❀.¸¸.❀´`❀.¸¸.❀´¯`❀.¸¸.❀´`❀.¸¸.❀´¯`❀.¸¸.❀´ She felt his grip tighten on her and a rub against her back, and felt a sense of comfort. He was warm on a cold night like this. She half listened to his explanation, slowly waking up the longer they were outside. He wanted to better himself? Was he a bad person before? What could he have done that made him such a bad person? It was nice to know that he missed them too. She gave him a tired smile, "Mommy was so sad...I used to hear her crying every night. But I'm glad you're back," she closed her eyes and snuggled closer to him, "We can be a family, right daddy?" she asked with hope lacing her sleepy voice. That's all she wanted. She wanted her mother to be happy and for them to be a family.
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 10:12 am
✗ Sela ✗ Streets of Pasadena -exit- ✗ Is in human form ✗ Link to journal: none currently ✗ Wearing/ Driving✗ Inspiration for newest work: Long Time Coming✗ Today's deadline: 30 pages before noon ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
AntisocialXxxTempermentalXxxBachelorXxxRomance Author
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Tyrese crossed his legs, rocking slowly as he studied her smile. He blinked and looked upwards, eyes glistening as he studied the moon. "Yeah. She told me a little about that. I told her I was sorry." He knew things were broken in their family. He gave a very small chuckle, "Yes, Sela. We can be a familiy. We are going to be."He got up slowly, holding her steadily and heading inside. Shouldn't keep her mother waiting and worrying. Sela would be back asleep soon, he was sure Lillian would be the one to have a talk with her about wondering off. 『 Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋ Funds: $495』 『 Temper┋Stress┋Happiness lvls:✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎』 "My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY HavensOut Of Chamomile:
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 10:40 am
`❀.¸¸.❀´¯`❀.¸¸.❀´`❀.¸¸.❀´¯`❀.¸¸.❀´`❀.¸¸.❀´¯`❀.¸¸.❀´ "I forgive you," she mumbled as she felt a soft rocking motion. It was making her sleepy again. Her lids fluttered, closing softly a second later, "I'm sure...mommy does too..." Even though she was extremely tired, she was also soaring with happiness. Her first real meeting with her father wasn't that bad, but if she didn't remember it, it would be awkward when she was fully awake and met him. The little girl yawned as she felt her body dip one way and then another as he stood. Where were they going now? [EXIT]
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 9:19 am
Mood:Ecstatic (◕‿◕✿)
Items on me: Luggage, purse, and fan
Money:$500
Song for the moment: FLOW - Go!!!
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"Clink. Clink. Clink."
The luggage could be heard from a mere distance. The owner of the semi-roaring luggage is Autumn Go. She decided to live on her own instead of living with her parents. Sure, her moving out and her living on her own is practically the same because of their lack of presence, but she wants her own space. She wanted her own house because she can actually say she bought it and worked for it herself.
Currently, she is looking for her new home. Autumn made good note to write down the address and make sure it is in a secure location. To make sure of her direction, she pulls the slip of paper out of her brown shorts' pocket.
"Here I come one two one five pasta-dina! "
[exits] ☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆
Top- Navy blue & white tank top under a white crop top
Bottom- Brown shorts
Accessories- Navy blue & brown purse (Medium sized), Navy blue flower earrings, and Blue bracelet
Feet- Sandy brown sandals
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 3:15 am
xxxx{ ② ωєєк тιмє sкιρ }
→ мσиםαч, σcтσвєя ③0тн ←
םαч ① σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ②② ◦
( ②② םαчs )
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 9:53 am
 gємιηι уυкιмυяα ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ
Location♋ Pasadena Streets
Mood♋ Rushed
Job♋ Pandora's Toy Box SA
Crush♋ None
Current Mystery♋ None
Clues Found♋ None
# Of Cases Solved♋ 0
Balance♋ $500
ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ   ♔ ♕ ♖ ♗ ♘ ♙ ♚ ♛ ♜ ♝ ♞ ♟ ۩ ♔ ♕ ♖ ♗ ♘ ♙ ♚ ♛ ♜ ♝ ♞ ♟ ۩ ♔ ♕ ♖ ♗ ♘ ♙
Gemini rushes down the labyrinth of the Pasadena streets.
He felt bad for lying to Juliette but he wasn't ready to tell her truth.
He has gotten a job at the Pandora's Toy Box in order to get a special present for her.
She has done so much for him, but he hasn't done anything for her.
He arrives at the Cerise Shopping District and heads for Pandora's Toy Box.
♔ ♕ ♖ ♗ ♘ ♙ ♚ ♛ ♜ ♝ ♞ ♟ ۩ ♔ ♕ ♖ ♗ ♘ ♙ ♚ ♛ ♜ ♝ ♞ ♟ ۩ ♔ ♕ ♖ ♗ ♘ ♙
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2015 1:44 am
xxxx → тυєsםαч, иσvємвєя ②①sт ←
םαч ② σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ④④ ◦
( ① мσитн, ⑬ םαчs )
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