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 Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 9:48 pm
 ❝ With н α ι я--н є є ℓ s--&&--α т т ι т u ∂ є ❞    ×  ×  ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ☆ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ((OoC; 'tis okay! I just wish this thread gets more love! Especially from the people who created characters and never came Dx That makes me sad ;.; it is disappointing, isn't it? *dies* but we accidentally left out poor iiButtsekks Dx ))
Destiny kept an eye on Abel's hand as he spoke. It helped tell his story, but at the same time, the German man wondered why people had the habit of talking with their hands. He himself never had it, and wondered if it was him or... Oh my, what did he say, again?
Taking a few moments to register what the photographer said, blinking absent-mindedly a few times. "Ah- oh... I uhm..." Blushing faintly, Destiny shied away, lifting his shoulders slightly as he looked down. An odd gesture, even to himself for being so flashy all the time. "I did used to sing... a bit..." He wavered, smiling faintly as he bit his lip. He suddenly felt a great wave of nervous embarrassment hit him, hoping dearly no one would ask him what he used to sing. He was effeminate enough, wasn't he, so why add more to the female façade? His hands drummed the outside of his warm cup quickly.
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 10:44 pm
Abel...... 
{{Understandable. I know how frustrating it is to have a roleplay get all fired up and then die. So so sad. That happened to most of the roleplays i joined in this guild. Dx}}
Abel nodded in understanding and stayed silent for a while, not really knowing what to say to the other for a bit, and, without realizing it, stared at him. He continued to stare even when he regained his footing in the conversation "What kind of music did you sing? Do you still sing? The last time I tried to sing I'm pretty sure the neighbors cat responded by howling and screeching in response so I'm thinking I'm not very good at all."
His face contorted into a somewhat bitter smile "Though, I did used to dance. Every other weekend from the beginning of my teenage years on, my parents would send me to my grandmothers house. She INSISTED i would never get married unless I could ballroom dance. She also had a horrible habit of calling me odd nicknames like 'Duckie' or something very british of that sort. And she's Italian." he smiled despite himself. Remember his old grandmother in her dying years he was glad she had her fun torturing him to the end.
After the rain goes there are Rainbows
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Posted: Fri Jul 02, 2010 12:38 am
❝ With н α ι я--н є є ℓ s--&&--α т т ι т u ∂ є ❞ × × ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ☆ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ((OoC; I hate it when that happens ;.; but most of my rp buddies dont just reply; they lose or quite gaia altogether *cries in corner* and they're soooo good at RPing too! *dies* ))
Destiny shifted in his seat, clearing his throat slightly before taking a huge gulp of coffee. "I er... I used to sing different kinds of songs, mostly vons no von generally knew about or listened to..." He said blandly, nodding his head. "I do... Sing a little but I haven't in forever." He laughed half-heartedly at the other's comment, staring down at his cup of coffee for a while. "I'm sure it can't be that bad of singing. Hm.. So you ballroom dance, like valtz or tango? Do you still do it?"
Destiny inwardly smiled, glad to have turned the table and hoped it would stay that way. His music taste varied, yes, but he was utterly bashful about his singing taste. He was glad to have banished the thought and left it in high school, never to see the light of day again.
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Posted: Sat Jul 03, 2010 1:57 pm
[[ am I still accepted in this RP? ;-; I'm sooo sorry. I've been on.. er.. habbo... a lot lately. So yeah, I've been doing some speed-roleplaying :3 I hope to have gotten better muahah. I'm finally coming back to gaia for Roleplay purposes, If I'm still accepted into the roleplays that is. ]]
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Posted: Sat Jul 03, 2010 2:59 pm
((Yeah, I would assume so xD;; But no one is at the mansion so I guess Micky could just stalk us to the café >> ))
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Posted: Sat Jul 03, 2010 5:05 pm
Aaron Mickey Starling  Mickey, having been sitting around the house for a good number of hours, had decided to grab his wallet and take the bus into town, In attempts to find the others and socialize.
The pale boy proceeded to throw on a vintage shirt and some skinny jeans, marching down the staircase whilst zipping up his pants and looping a studded belt through the hooks on his hips.
Once at the bottom of the stairs, Micky strolled into the kitchen, grabbed an apple, and then out the door he went.
The walk to the bus station was nice, the weather was warm and he was debating whether or not to go home and put down his hoodie, though he decided against it.
Bringing his camera on the other hand, was a good idea. He had the object tucked in his shoulder-bag, ready to take a picture whenever the chance came up.
After a rather boring 10 minuets, Mickey reached the bottom of the road and found the bus station, not hardly brimming with people waiting to get on the bus, but a mere 5 or 6 people, leaning on walls or rocking impatient toddlers in push-chairs.
The poorly presented young man had one of his lip rings hooked under a tooth, chewing at the metal irritably as he looped a strand of black-blue hair around a slender finger.
Once the bus arrived, he clambered on hesitantly, the noise from the bustling vehicle putting him off a bit, as he payed for his ride and took a seat beside a rather melancholy old woman, holding her grocery basket.
the ride was hot, and silent. When the bus finally stopped at the town square, Micky was eager to hop out and explore. He remembered them saying something about shopping, and a café, so that must be where the others were. Taking a bit of a twirl, and snapping a few pictures, the pale young man made his way towards an almost empty café, strolling leisurely through the doors. It took Mickey a little while for his senses to kick in, he was more intrigued by the air conditioning above the entrance, before he spotted the little group of people in the corner. Of course, he wouldn't have spotted them to quickly if it weren't for the drag queen, with his 4ft wigs, sitting in one of the far corners by a window.
Mickey made his way towards the group, sending them a light smile.
"The house got a little lonely, and I never found TV interesting. Mind If I join you?" he asked in a friendly tone, chewing at the little black ring on his lip.
[[ I hath returneth'd. ]]
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Posted: Sun Jul 04, 2010 12:11 pm
"One can feel very alone, even when in a crowd, if not given the chance to be oneself..." "You sure?" he asked as the drag queen refused his offer. He tilted his head in slight confusion as Destiny touched his hair. Deciding against asking, Gabriel took a small sip from the hot drink. He smiled lightly, as the older men started to tell of their lives and current occupations.
Gabriel looked up to see Aaron had decided to join them after all. "I'm sorry we left you alone!" he apologized offering his seat for the other while moving closer to the wall. Gabriel Damien Korpun ((Sorry I've been gone for so long!! My internet was disconnected!))
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Posted: Sun Jul 04, 2010 1:20 pm
❝ With н α ι я--н є є ℓ s--&&--α т т ι т u ∂ є ❞ × × ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ☆ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ((OoC; that's what kept happening to me for the longest time last week ;.; Blargh, I'm jealous of your post length, Auto! Dx
Destiny jumped slightly hearing a familiar voice. He smiled warmly and moved over with Gabriel. "Come and join us, of course!" He stated. "Ah, vould you like some coffee? I can pay it for you." Destiny offered, holding his cup. Good, another distraction! Some things just shouldn't be put into limelight!
"Ve vere just talking about careers or hobbies to enjoy. To get to know each other better for the year ve stay together!" Destiny let his nails drum against the table in a randomized rhythm as he spoke.
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 5:10 pm
Aaron Mickey Starling Aaron gave a wide smile to the group, shifting his lip piercings to each side as he did so, sliding in next to Gabriel.
"No no, I decided to stay at home by my own accord. I should stop being so anti-social..." He replied, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.
The pale faced boy lifted his head, smiling to Destiny as he spoke, his ears picking up the tapping from his manicured nails on the café table.
"Careers and Hobbies? That sounds like a good way to get to know each other.." he agreed with the Drag Queen, sending him another smile, causing his piercings to curl again.
Aaron gave a somewhat trademark flick of the head, his hair brushing to the Left, covering a majority of his left eye, leaving the other to shine a piercing blue.
He once again took his lip into his mouth, chewing relentlessly at the right piercing, nibbling the cold metal, pulling his skin upwards. Somehow, even though it appeared painful, it never hurt.
[[ OOC;; ]]
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 12:55 pm
 Poping that tab to the soda Destiny bought for him, Dimitri sat next to the wall and listened whiles the other three talked. Taking a gulp from the fizzing drink, he noticed the kid from earlier at the mansion had decided o join them.
"How is it exactly that you got here? The house if five miles away." he questioned, not really curious but not really uncaring. He thought for a bit on whether he should join in on the topic or not, before reaching the obvious choice.
"I'm a chef." he muttered nonchalantly. Dimitri Ulrich Branski
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 4:48 pm
"One can feel very alone, even when in a crowd, if not given the chance to be oneself..."Looking at the older man, Gabriel wondered if he was serious. Dimitri didn't look like the type of man to spend his day in a kitchen. "What kind?" he asked.
Taking another sip of his drink to clear his throat, Gabriel thought about all the possible careers he could have. "The truth is, I don't have a job. I work part time to help pay for my schooling." he explained, feeling as though he had nothing really to contribute. Gabriel Damien Korpun
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 4:23 pm
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