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 Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2010 2:48 pm
"Das more like it. So, Are Joo Ready to-" he was cut off because a rather energetic lead singer jumped up and slammed into him.
Angelo caught himself and Regulus, but one of his symbols clattered noisily to the stage floor. The vampire laughed, righting the shorter male before he could stumble further.
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Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2010 3:08 pm
Regulus had been a bit sad at the loss of Lavender, but he merely licked his fingers and ran at his drummer. His body was terribly light, but he still managed to slam his lithe figure into the other male's and send them stumbling off to the side.
"How are you, my bitches!?" he yelled into the mic, allowing Angelo to stand him up properly even when he snatched the mic away from him.
His hair fell across his heavily black-makeup lined eyes as he stalked to the front of the stage, unblinking as the crowd screamed.
"I SAID HOW THE ******** ARE YOU, MY BITCHES!??"
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Godfrey Potter-Lockhart Crew
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Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2010 4:37 pm
Godfrey screamed along with the crowd, an ear splitting grin on his face.
"YEAH! ALRIGHT!" The front of the stage was quickly becoming packed, but he and Josh had managed to make it back up front. He twisted the cap off of the bottle of water and drank a third of it down in two long gulps, and shook his hair from his face. He bounced around from foot too foot, the heat and feel of all the bodies around him making him tingle from head to toe. The excitement was like a drug and at the moment it was racing through his body.
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Posted: Wed May 12, 2010 7:50 pm
"YEAH!" Josh screamed along with everyone else, an unrecognizable exclamation among the rest of what was screamed. Some people didn't even say words, just seemed to scream and scream at the top of their lungs so it was just loudness with no rhyme or reason. Loud girly screeches, wolf whistles, laughter, far away the sound of glass breaking that seemed to only punctuated all the other sounds.
Josh gripped Godfrey's hand tightly so he would be sure not to lose him in the crowd, but otherwise paid him no mind as his yellow eyes were fixed on the stage, both of them so close to the stage they actually had to look up to see properly as the stage was raised high enough to mostly disallow people from climbing up. Mostly.
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 12:22 pm
Daz more like it. *Smirks and slinks back behind his drums as the girls walk out onto the stage, the lights dimming in their wake.*
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 12:26 pm
*Snarls in his sleep, the phone blaring "Put a Smile on Your Face~" just beside his head tearing him from his slumber.*
WHAT? Oh...*Picks the phone up, pushing the front half up to get to his keyboard to reply to the text Hugo had sent him*
Ah s**t... ANA! HEY!
*Pauses, only sitting up and opening his coffin when he heard a muffled, "Yeah?"*
I need a "ride" to Hugo's. Now, please.
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 12:53 pm
*Frowns as she watches 'Lo put on his heavy coat, reaching up to pull his hoodie up and over his head herself. She had to get up on tip toes to do it*
You sure you'll be okay? I could come with...it's probably just some mix up and Reg's gotten himself in a fight over something stupid.
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 12:55 pm
No. Le's jus' go. I can handle de rest. 'ugo wouldn' be texting me if he didn' think it was something small.
*Gives a reassuring smile, holding onto her tiny frame before they disapparated with a loud Crack!*
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 6:56 pm
He shuddered as he bent his knees and let them rest against the edge of the bathtub. The curtain lay on the floor, ripped free from his earlier attempt at lifting himself up and into the tub to shower. His jeans hung low on his hips, soiled with blotches of blood, smears of white powder and large greasy spots of the spaghetti he'd tried to eat earlier.
He turned the water on, wrenching the cold tap over so that the water sprayed out forcibly into the porcelain tub. He leaned forward, bracing his hands on either side of his shaky knees. His knuckles turned white as he gripped the edge, groaning in satisfaction as the cold water pelted across his itchy skin. Reg's hair hung in his face, water pouring down his head as he shivered and ********," he muttered and leaned further into the tub so the frigid water could reach more of his skin. It was the only thing that lessened the itch beneath his flesh from the effects of Holden's cursed thread.
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 7:11 pm
*Emerges from the shadowed stairs, soft jazz drifting into the loft from Georgie's jukebox in the bar below*
Reg. *Moves into the cramped tiled space that served as a bathroom as Reg groans and shudders beneath the cool water; tucks her palm over his feverish forehead as she views him with a frown*
Worse?
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 7:20 pm
I can't ********' numb it away. My ********' head hurts.. Nose is bleedin'.. and I can't.... ********' STOP ITCHIN'! *Snarls, voice cracking as he slams his right knee into the tub, lashing out against it before changing his position and settling back on his heels on the floor.*
*Settles back, panting as he looks up at her through his mass of wet hair. Thin frame heaving as he breathes.*
I can't ********' stop this s**t and I can't go back to the ********' hospital because I know that ********' b***h is up to somethin' and I am never going to let her stick her ********' talons in me again.
*Makes a few pained whines, groaning as he breathes because the ability to make noise oddly makes him feel better.* I jus' dunno what to do, love. The ********>
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 7:31 pm
*Settles on her knees beside the singer, shifting her hand to tangle her fingers in his matted hair, petting*
Breathe.
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 7:46 pm
*Closes his eyes and lets his head fall back, continuing to pant as he reaches up to grip the hair Alicia is petting ******** a duck... ******** me... s**t-cunting... The ******** my phone?
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 7:50 pm
You broke it yesterday. *Tugs the lock of black between her fingers lightly before releasing him*
Lavender's still out with Lo.
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 7:55 pm
I need a phone... *Struggles for a moment before pushing himself up to stand. Shakily moves across the room, pulling Lo's curtains open to begin tearing through the vampire's minimal room to search for a telephone of some sort.*
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