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 Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 6:53 am
Zion looked through the bag next to the cooler and pulled out a bottle of finely aged scotch then walked up to Samara and handed it to her while watching Pietro. "Mad isn't the word I would use for him." She said staring at the ever-dancing speedster. "Sorry bout that with the scotch I forgot I keep it seperate from the other stuff along with my whiskey...which I think one of those construction creeps took." Zion rolled her eyes and shrugged slightly.
He wanted to say something to her but then entered another person. He looked over at Carlos and nodded his head. "What's up man?" Aaron glanced over and reached up into the cupboard above Narcissa and himself and grabbed a one pound bag of dunkin donuts regular coffee. "It's pretty good but not the best." He said and tossed the small bag to the new boy.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 10:42 am
When Kevin got to the kitchen he saw a few people. He knew there would be people here, if not he would look to see where there was a TV because there would probably be people there to. He didn't know much about other people, but he knew teenagers liked to eat, talk, and watch TV. And these people appered to be doing to of these things (if you count drinking a soda the same as eating). He just realized at that time though that he didn't know what he was doing.
Kevin hasn't had a real friend since his parents died. When he moved in with his Uncle he didn't know anybody where he lived and he felt like if he was atached to anybody he would loose them to. But after running away and living alone on the streets for a few years he learned a three things. One was everyone needed someone. The second was life is full of loss. The third was you have to accept the first to things and have friends and deal with your loss.
He walked more into kitchen and tried to think of something to say. He couldn't really think of something that could instantly make a friend so he just said nervously, "Um.. hi. I'm Kevin. Ah, is that diet soda." Then he thought that he just said the lamest thing in the world.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 3:58 pm
"Hey, Doc, how's the harness coming along?" Raze asked, checking back in with McCoy. "Ah, you're right on time, m'boy. I've just completed it. It's comprised of the same material as your gloves, so it's certain to be fireproof," Hank said, smiling as he presented Raze with the black harness.
"Alright, let's try this thing on," the young man said, removing the tattered shirt he was still wearing, and placing the harness over his shoulders. The wings were easily folded underneath the black material, pressed against his back, and hidden from view.
"Ah, good. It seems to be working perfectly," McCoy said, examining it. "It's compact enough to wear under a regular shirt, so you should still be able to walk about normally," he explained.
"Thanks, Doc. This is going to be a big help, plus I won't have to buy a new wardrobe," Raze remarked, leaving Doctor McCoy to whatever other work he had to do.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 10:02 pm
Sasha came down to the pool area, and was of course nearly naked save for her sand-colored bikini. The bottom had jewels that read "sexy" across the back. There were also jewels on the top but you'd never notice.
She was chatting a lot with some of the people when she saw Pietro out of the corner of her eye. She always loved to mess with him, never giving him herself, but as she was a little tipsy, she walked over to him. But there was another girl messing with him already. Sasha grabbed his hands, and pulled him away from the corpse's hands and from a pile of sand she created crabs that crawled toward the other girl.
How Sonya was able to show herself at the pool party was beyond her. After the mortifying panty accident she tried to keep herself from getting in the way, but of course cousin Sasha dragged her out. She was wearing a bikini top and shorts. Though she kept herself wrapped in a towel, shy of the exposure. She then saw Sasha create sand-crabs that were heading toward another girl.
"Oh no, not again..." she sighed.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 10:22 pm
Samara smiled as she watched the crabs crawl towards her. Reaching down she grabbed one by the claw, smiling. "Your idea of fun?" As she spoke, the corpse's hands began to smash the crabs, the head now visible.
Tossing the one in her hand over her shoulder she shook her hair out of it's clip. It shone a deep purple and hung to her waist. Her eyes were wide, eyebrows shining with piercings. As she spoke her tongue stud glinted with saliva and sun. "Faire aux autres comme vous auriez fait à vous." Her French was flawless. She smiled, her skirt blowing in the breeze.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 8:53 pm
Sasha smiled as the crabs turned back into small piles of sand. "Oh, if its fun that you want, its fun that you'll get," she said with piercing eyes.
A pile of sand rose from the ground, assembling into the figure of of an older woman. She had blood pouring from her eyes and mouth. "Samara my dear, it's your grandma..." the figure said in a demonic voice. "Give me a hug..."
She ran toward Samara, stopping inches in front of her. "Dear child... how could you let me die..."
The old woman gasped. "You have brought shame to your family. I know what devilish, sinful acts you've been doing. That witchcraft of yours!" All the while, red-tinted sand, looking eerily like blood, kept falling from her mouth.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 9:30 pm
Samara watched, her eyes wide in horror. "Gramma?" She rubbed her eyes, staring at the sand creature. "You aren't my gramma. My gramma is dead!"
With that she rose her hands, many dead bodies coming from the ground, moving towards the sand figure and the girl who sent it upon her. She laughed, her hair flying. "Gramma is dead in the ground and buried! But I can bring her back!"
With those words a corpse of a woman came before her. "This is Gramma!"
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 10:00 pm
Sasha simply smiled, her eyes now sparkling. This was indeed a first, one of her victims being something less than tormented by her illusions. "Gramma... meet MY grandma!"
The sand figure launched a hook at the dead 'Gramma'. Meanwhile, Sasha was clinging to Pietro and stroking his arm a bit, seeming to enjoy the (rather depraved) chaos, not afraid at all of the corpses coming toward her.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 10:02 pm
Pietro looked from one depraved girl to the next. This was playing out like that drug trip he saw in that movie while he was on that drug trip. Incidentally... he was on a drug trip. Pretty hardcore too, by the looks of things. After all, s**t this weird couldn't possibly be real... though the nearly naked Sasha clinging to his arm was certainly a plus.
"That's it," he muttered as the fake grandma zombie fought the real one. "No more drugs.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 10:20 pm
Samar looked at the nearly naked girl, raising an eyebrow at her. Snapping her fingers, the corpses disappeared into the earth. "You're boring. Sand is for beaches." She smiled a bit and walked over to her black trunk. Pulling a book from it, she sat on top of it, flipping through the pages thoughtfully, mouthing certain things.
She looked at the hodge-podge group, grinning a bit. So far she had made a wonderful impression. A housemate attacking her was a great way to start. But it wouldn't be something she wasn't used to.
Hopefully her hex would work...
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 12:00 am
If Carlos had to pick a wrong a moment to interupt, this one was not that one. The blinding light emitted by the young woman had him covering his already shaded eyes with his arm. After which he heard enough as to know some of what was going on and as he soon lowered his arm the first startling thing to come into view was a flying coffee bag. All he could do was put his arm back up and let it bounce off. when he felt that what reflexes were active made him lift his leg to knee the bag back up like a soccer ball so he could grab it with his hands. He sighed as if exasperated and just looked between the two before looking else where and seeing the coffee machine. " Well, that was interesting...."
He went to the coffee machine and took his best educated guesses which were accurate enough to help him find filters and a glass to fill with water. He stepped toward the sink and just placed the glass on the counter. " If one of you would be so kind, I'd appreciate it..." The request was amde to either one as he opened the bag and poured the ground beans into the filter cup. He then stopped and looked at the door to see presumably another new kid. " Buenos Noches. I'm Carlos. These two... I have yet to know. ? Por favor tu llamos?" He shook his head. Spanish was first to him a habit he would not kick so easily. " your names please?" he corrected himself though his accent remained.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 4:25 pm
Zion looked from her whiskey to the walking dead infront of her. "Um." She put down the drink and backed up slowly. "I think I'll just hop in the pool.." She said to no one in particular but was a little worried about if what she was seeing was real or if there was something in her drink that shouldn't be there. Jumping in the pool she stayed under for a moment letting the cool water sober her up some before popping her head through the surface and looking. Still there.
"Aaron's the name. Nice to meetcha man." The blonde male said to Carlos then looked over at the newest arrival to the kitchen. "Nah it's regular but I think we have diet in the fridge." He said nodding to the metal coloured refrigirator near Narcissa and himself.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 4:40 pm
Valerie blinked watching the unfolding chaos and put her bottle of Sake down next to her. Getting up from the ground she picked Mizu up and kept him away from the pieces of flesh that still floated around. Live dead people did not equal a good party to her
"Okay guys...can we not do creepy things while a party is going on..."
Sighing with relief when the corpses dissapeard she walked over to the poolside and dropped Mizu in. She didnt feel like meeting with the water and returned to putting her feet in again. Mizu happily splashed about trying not to look like he was collecting the old zombie skin, He'd use the creepy stuff against his master when she wanted him to do something he didnt feel like doing...while he was swimming he went straight through Zion's body as she surfaced in the pool
"Whoops..sorry about that...nice insides!"
He smiled cutely staring at the girl while Valerie hit her forehead and sighed.
"Baka!"
she cursed at her small friend.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 5:01 pm
"Um. thanks" Kevin said to the boy who told him about the diets as he went to get one. Carlos and Aaron. He was going to remember their names (he heard them say their names to each other). After he learned the girl's name he would remember hers too. So far he had three potential friends and he was going to take every chance he had to make ones.
As he opened his soda (there was a diet) he saw one of the boys was making coffee. The other two seemed like they were in the middle of something. He saw a paper on the counter and it said that the Red Sox had beat the Yankees. Kevin and his parents liked the Yanks, but his Uncle Rio like the Sox. Kevin met some of Rio's "friends", that's what they said, once and they had come over to collect money for some bets Rio made on a game.
Kevin wasn't going to be like that. He was going to have real friends like he used to before his parents. Ones that he could talk to and hang out with. So he decided to say something and he said "So, what is there to do around here?" He thought to himself that this was better than is that diet,
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