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 Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 5:10 pm
Nobody's Home I couldn't tell you why she felt that way,
She felt it everyday.
And I couldn't help her,
I just watched her make the same mistakes again.
What's wrong, what's wrong now?
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.
Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why.
You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind.
Be strong, be strong now.
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.
Her feelings she hides.
Her dreams she can't find.
She's losing her mind.
She's fallen behind.
She can't find her place.
She's losing her faith.
She's fallen from grace.
She's all over the place.
Yeah,oh
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.
She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh yeah
She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh yeah
[Nobody's home-Avril Lavigne]♥Title & Lyrics♥Intro♥Story♥Rules♥Profile Skeletons♥
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 5:13 pm
Intro Four kids, all with happy normal lives. Good friends, good family, hopes, dreams for the future. Sounds perfect, right? Well, it was. ♥Title & Lyrics♥Intro♥Story♥Rules♥Profile Skeletons♥
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 5:16 pm
Story The four kids were living their normal lives, then one day in their life, it all came crashing down. They were influenced by something, and it changed them. It could've been drugs, abuse, teasing at school, but whatever it was, they took a drastic change.
Their friends worried, they knew what was wrong, but didn't know how to help. They could only watch as their friend turned bad, did bad things, like vandalizing school property. Or, as their friend became very depressed. They couldn't do anything about it.
Then one day, the kids disappear. They are either abandoned by their parents, or ran away from home. The parents don’t seem to care anymore, so don’t file a missing person report or do anything to help them. As they began to not show up for school, their friends become more worried.
What will happen? Will their friends be able to find them and help them? Do they want to be found? Will love and new friendships blossom in this crazy world? Who knows anything is possible, right?…This is for you to find out. ♥Title & Lyrics♥Intro♥Story♥Rules♥Profile Skeletons♥
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 5:29 pm
Rules ♥Keep it PG-15 please, romance is allowed, just no weird gross stuff like cybering.
♥Do not swear like a madman, its okay, but not every second or in ever sentence.
♥Please be try to be literate!~ Try to spell correctly, not to have one-liners, don't post in all caps, and use the "quotation marks" for when your character is talking.
♥No violence please. XD
♥Don't auto-kill people.
♥PM me your profile with the title: "Nobody's Home For Me" for the four kids profile, or "I'm here for you" for the friends profile.
♥Follow these rules or else. [Or else what you ask? .....idk sweatdrop ] ♥Title & Lyrics♥Intro♥Story♥Rules♥Profile Skeletons♥
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 5:42 pm
Profile Skeletons The four kids:
((Accepting 1 other kid)) [size=10][b]When I look in the mirror I see:[/b] [Picture; Real pic please.]
[b]The birth certificate says:[/b] [Name]
[b]Apparently I'm:[/b] [Age; 15-17]
[b]As you can see I'm a:[/b] [Male or Female; Girl or Boy]
[b]My story:[/b] [Your life]
[b]I (ran away or was abandoned) because:[/b]
[b]I think I may like:[/b] [Crush; can add later on, just pm me with a name.]
[b]I act:[/b] [Personality]
[b]The puppet master:[/b] [Gaian name][/size] The friends: [size=10][b]When I look in the mirror I see:[/b] [Picture; Real pic please.]
[b]The birth certificate says:[/b] [Name]
[b]Apparently I'm:[/b] [Age; 15-17]
[b]As you can see I'm a:[/b] [Male or Female; Girl or Boy]
[b]My story:[/b] [Your life]
[b]I am friends with:[/b] [One of the kids; can add later too.]
[b]I think I may like:[/b] [Crush; can add later on, just pm me with a name]
[b]I act:[/b] [Personality]
[b]The puppet master:[/b] [Gaian name][/size] ♥Title & Lyrics♥Intro♥Story♥Rules♥Profile Skeletons♥
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 6:38 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2009 2:58 pm
*Sad Bump* [No ones joining crying ]
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Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2009 4:41 pm
*BUMP* [Sweet! Another person! YAY! Anymore peoples?]
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Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2009 5:03 pm
[I open! Because I can!~ and because I'm bored. Hm, I shall start with Brooke running away, but then, it skips to a week after!~ Very confusing stuff here..] Brooklyn looked to see if her father was still sleeping. After waiting a few seconds outside his door, she heard him snore, and went back to her escape. She had her guitar on her back, and her bag in her hand with everything she would need. Toothbrush, toothpaste, clothes, food, and water. She also had money she had saved up and some that she had gotten from her dad's wallet. She snuck down the stairs, and outside, where her bike was waiting. Once she positioned herself on the bike, she took off...never to return.
But that was awhile ago. She had been on her own for almost a week now, for the first few days, she had stayed in a hotel, but now, low on money, she stayed where it was dry and secluded. Right now, slept in a bus station stop, until people came along, then, she would wait until they left, then go back. It was a hard life. She had little food, and had little money, causing her to have to shoplift. Her clothes were dirty, as she was.
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Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2009 5:41 pm
Brent had made sure that everyone in the room was asleep before he quickly whipped the covers off of himself as he grabbed his shoulder backpack out of underneath the bed. He had packed it the day before, it contained his clothes, toothbrush, and toothpaste. He grabbed his harmonica that he had since he was a child and pocketed it, also grabbing his hat and putting it on. He then snuck into the kitchen. He opened his bag and took bottles of water, he also took fruit and other foodstuffs that wouldn't go bad without refrigderation. He took as much as he could fit into his bag. He then slipped it onto his back, over his shoulder. He quietly left and went over to the garage area. He grabbed his skateboard, slipping it through a strap in his bag that he had made to hold the skateboard. He then got on his bike and left without looking back.
Since that day, a week ago, he had found a park in which he found that people rarely went to. He had found a picinic table and he situated it under a tree. He slept until daybreak before he left and headed toward skate parks. He had won quite a few bets and used it for food money, after running out of the food he had packed. He also walked around, seeing if anyone needed any work done and was willing to pay for it. He got some money that way also. At the end of the days, he occasionally played his harmonica, but he was getting to well known in these parts and he had decided to finally move on. He tried to keep as clean as he could, with the pond that was in the park area, but he rarely used it because he didn't know how sanitary it was. He grabbed his bike and then set off again, his backpack slung over his shoulder and his skateboard in it's strap, and the money he earned or won in his pocket.
((uhmm.. sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2009 5:54 pm
Brooklyn decided that she was going to make some money today, well hopefully she was going to. Carrying her guitar on her back, and holding her bag, she headed over to one of the most popular parks. Once there, she opened her guitar case, and set it on the ground. She then sat on a bench and began to play songs. When she first started, her voice was quiet and shaky since she hadn't sung in a week, but as she sung more, her voice became more loud and confident. People passing by her threw money in her case as they walked by. A few stayed and sat around, listening to her sing.
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Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2009 6:12 pm
As Brent was biking around when he heard someone playing the guitar. He made his way over to the place on his bike and then paused when he saw it was a girl sitting on a bench. Occasionally, people would toss money into a guitar case on the ground at her feet. He went closer and then got off his bike. He put the kick stand down and then took his backpack off. He set it next to the bike as he also sat down near the bike, listening to her singing and playing, he would occasionally tap along with the beat.
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