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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:23 pm
ThE NiGhTmArE BeFoRE ChRiStMaS  The obvious answer was to call the police.
That was what she should have done, what everyone thinks they would have immediately done, but…
That’s not always true. Sometimes the obvious answer isn’t the easiest and sometimes it’s not the immediate reaction either.
It sounds crazy but, somehow she fell in love with a serial killer; not that she knew it at the time.
He was just different, different from all the other guys. Well obviously he was. Instead of picking up chicks and getting drunk he was out carving Jack-o-lantern faces into people’s chests. She had no idea, none, whatsoever. He was always so nice too, really cute with little kids and old people loved him, adored him. The pieces just didn’t seem to fit, and at the same time now that it was all out in the open that Aaron Mancini was that crazy Jack-o-lantern killer all over the news, the pieces snapped.
Halloween was the obvious cause of all of this and what did Aaron love more than Halloween? Sadly the answer was nothing. It was no wonder he carved up people into Jack-o-lanterns, pulling out their guts and stuffing them with candy. Really gruesome, the worst people had ever seen apparently. The death toll was already eight with a high percentage of many more to come.
She should have called the police, should have but didn’t.
She couldn’t, there was no way and already it was eating her alive.
She was in love with a serial killer, in love with the craziest one too.
She was in love with the infamous Jack-o-lantern killer.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:24 pm
It was all in time for Christmas too.
Just two weeks away.
The holiday season, suicide season apparently, seemed Jack had gotten to it first. They thought he had started the day after Halloween, that part, that was true.
She had found out when she was over his house, alone. She had found the bloody knife stashed away and she had found the planning done for his next killing, found it...not that he knew.
Of course she had run out, he wasn't home so it made it easy but...it was sure scary.
It's hard to understand, love that is. It's a strange thing, something that stomps on your better judgement forces you to make the impossible possible and of course, ******** with your brain.
She should have called the police should have gotten this murder caught but that wasn't what she did.
Instead she left it all alone.
That was just then. Aaron doesn' know she knows anything at all. She still has the oppertunity to call but the more prominant problem is now that she knows shes in love with a murderer, what will she do?
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:25 pm
I sense there's something in the wind
That feels like tragedy's at hand
And though I'd like to stand by him
Can't shake this feeling that I have
The worst is just around the bend
And does he notice my feelings for him?
And will he see how much he means to me?
I think it's not to be
What will become of my dear friend?
Where will his actions lead us then?
Although I'd like to join the crowd
In their enthusiastic cloud
Try as I may, it doesn't last
And will we ever end up together?
no, I think not, it's never to become
For I am not the one
Sally's Song-The Nightmare Before Christmas
Rules 1:No Cybering, just no.
2:This is PG 16-18 but not because of anything explicit. We are simply dealing with mature themes so curse as much as you want get as grusome as you want.
3:Be literate/semi litt, I don't need you to be whipping out nine paragraphs per post but I want some length and I want grammer, spelling, a litttle imagery, to all be there.
4:Be active, if you aren't going to be active then why the ******** are you joining an rp?
5:If you're going somewhere for a while, even just four or five days, TELL ME
6:OOC needs (...), ||...||, you know something along these lines.
7:PM me your profile none of this post profile buisness.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:26 pm
SkEleToN [size=18][align=center][color=1](Name)[/color][/align][/size][size=10]
[align=center][image of your character, real people only]
[color=2](gaianame)[/color][/align]
My life long legacy is only[color=2](Age, nothing less than 21)[/color] years old.
[align=right]So this morning I got dressed and I was reminded I was [color=1]a girl[/color][/align]
[color=color3]This is what I do, [/color](Your job, keep it possible too)
[align=center][color=1]Before I get into a load of detail, we can start with the basics,[/color]
[color=2]I like,[/color]
(five things in bullet form)
[color=2]I hate.[/color]
(five things in bullet form)[/align]
[align=right][color=1]Here's my life story.... [/color](Bio, mainly your life, make it at least a paragraph)[/align]
[color=3]People say I’m… [/color](Personality)
[align=center][color=1]Here I am[/color]
[smaller picture of your character][/align][/size]
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:27 pm
The Pumpkin KingAaron Mancini
 Troubled Monster
My lifelong legacy is only 22 years old.
So this morning I got dressed and I was reminded I was a beautiful boy.
This is what I do, I’m a makeup artist, mostly horror stuff for movies.
Before I get into a load of detail, we can start with the basics,
I like,
o1.Halloween!
o2.Candy!(With a burning fiery passion)
o3.Jack Skellington (My Life)
o4.Laughing/Giggling
o5.Killing….Tee hee
I hate.
o1.When people ruin things for little kids
o2.When people try to ignore me
o3.Being manhandled….NO!
o4.Sports…Ew
o5.Being called a p***y…I get it I’m not big I know!!
Here's my life story.... When I was little I always loved Halloween. I waited for it every year and after a while all I wanted was candy. So nobody thought anything of it I mean it’s Halloween, it’s the best thing in the world. When I was in high school I wasn’t very cool but I didn’t care, it wasn’t like it mattered. So time came I needed a job. I ended up being a makeup artist, not like someone you go to when you’re getting married but one for movies and s**t. I was making people look like they were in car accidents it was ******** awesome. A year later I got a Jack Skellington tattoo on my upper right arm. I wanted more needed more. Everyone needed to know about the holiday and it needed to be creative and dramatic! So I thought for a while. There was no better symbol for my darling Halloween then those grinning Jack-o-lanterns. So what I did, I went out and found the perfect pumpkin. Her name was Sarah Burk. I carved a Jack-o-lantern into her torso and after I gutted her, I stuffed her corpse with snickers. I was really clean about it too. Radiation suit and all. I loved it. The blood, the candy the faces she made! So I kept doing it. Tommy Reed was filled with twislers and I have to say my little black cat was getting awfully fat. Okay so maybe I only fed him my pumpkins twice but that couldn’t be healthy for a cat. After three victims I became famous. I was carving Jack-o-lanterns into people how could I not be? I was an icon, everybody knew ‘The Jack-o-lantern Killer.’ That was me, me! I created an uproar and I was infamous! I’m loving it. Already I know how many people I plan to kill and if I reach that without getting caught, I’ll do more until I hit 31. Pretty high but they have no idea who the hell I am so I’m not worried.
People say I’m… a psycho but I just pat them on the shoulder and say I’m enthusiastic. I’m really flamboyant and dramatic. I like to have fun and laugh. I’m a good actor, really believable but my shrink says it’s part of my ‘illness’. It’s the ability to change my persona like a chameleon…yeah. I’m crafty and if I have some sort of object I can make it a weapon. Um…I’m not exceptionally big. I can’t take down a huge guy so that could be a problem. I mean I’ll take whoever down but I need like a plan. Brute force is not my strong suit. I’m daring too so that could get me in trouble but hey what’s life when you’re not living on the edge? I’m the Jack-o-lantern killer so yeah…suck it.
Here I am  The Rag Doll
Addison Nicole Cooper
 samanthaualani
My life long legacy is onlyTwenty years old.
So this morning I got dressed and I was reminded I was a girl
This is what I do, I work at a small cafe for extra cash. But I mainly focus on my schoolwork, singing and trying to get more than just a small singing part in a movie.
Before I get into a load of detail, we can start with the basics, I like, -Acting && Singing -Music; any kind really -Jogging -Water -Swimming - AuroraI hate. -Family -Money; well the kind from the before mentioned dislike. -Change; like coins. -Cats -Books
Here's my life story....
I basically grew up as a princess. Or at least thats what everyone assumes. I was mostly quiet in school, at first. My parents were big shots, mom was a model. Dad was a plastic surgeon. To say the least- We were rich mother truckers.
Now, typically.. you would assume I was an only child right? Meant to live on with the family name and such. Wrong. Lies.
I was one of seven. i was the third born and the least likely to succeed in my parents eyes. But in reality, I was a straight A student and a fabulous vocalist. I got a scholarship in voice and now I'm a sophmore in college. I'm trying to become an actress.. So you would think I would've gotten scholarshipped in Acting. Well, music was my thing in school. It was just easier and my parents wouldn't let me in acting classes.
My school gets us small singing parts in movies though. Which gets me out there somewhat. Which rocks. So.. Maybe one day. We'll see.
But anyway, while on set for one of the movies I met Aaron. He's a straight makeup artist.. so cool right? I was like, he has style and he likes boobs! Its the perfect mix.
And you would think that a quiet girl like me wouldn't get anywhere with guys, right? Wrong.
After my junior year in high school I got myself out there. Lost the V-Card and all that. It actually made me get a voice. I'm loud and fun. I partied, kept my grades up and graduated. And now, when around my family I'm quiet and reserved. So they all think I'm some prude b***h. But honestly, they have no clue what the hell they're talking about.
Back to Aaron, I was going through some stuff in his place and found.. Well..
Do you remember that Jack O Launtern killer guy? I know who it is.
So you may all think, sweet! Call him in and get his a** in jail. Its not that easy..
I love him. I can't just turn him in.
People say I’m…
I'm fun, outgoing. Ya know, Like I said already. I know how to get myself out there and all that. I'm determined and can by bitchy. But usually, I'm not. Unless you piss me off. Then most would say you're screwed. I get what I want, when I want. Which makes me sound like a snot, but I don't mean it like that. I just do wahts going to make me happy. Here I am 
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:28 pm
- - - - - -
His head shot in her direction.
"Oh yeah really lucky. I can't hold onto a relationship for more than a few days, really great. Oh and my ideas and desires aren't accepted in society, really lucky."
Sensative subject?
He wasn't being nice anymore, not distraught either.
That just showed how crazy he was.
He could change her persona, with the blink of an eye.
...AnD I JaCk, ThE PuMkiN KiNG
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:29 pm
Addison; the one, the only.
"Really? Because feeling nothing but pain is soo great. So ******** great."
She shook her head.
"You say you can't feel anything? I'd rather be emotionless than feel everything crashing down around me."
Addison swallowed and stood up aburptly. "I don't want to lose you Aaron. But in the last few days, I think I've already lost myself." She mumbled softly before going off into the kitchen.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 6:31 pm
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"What's that even supposed to mean?" He turned his head to watcher as she made her to the kitchen.
What did that mean?
She already lost herself?
That was a weird concept for Aaron...who never really had control of himself in the first place.
He hooked his teeth behind his tongue ring and popped it between his lips, antciy all of a sudden.
...AnD I JaCk, ThE PuMkiN KiNG
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Troubled Monster Vice Captain
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 7:12 pm
Addison; the one, the only.
Addison scooped the shells of her mac and cheese into the trash and rinsed out the bowl. She slid down the wall and curled her legs up to her.
Her forehead rested on her knees.
She had heard his question, but she didn't know how to explain losing yourself in a mess of emotions to someone who couldn't feel.
Addie sniffled softly. How the hell was she going to keep concentrated on anything else now? Her thoughts had been Aaron the majority of the time before, and worsened when she found out his secret of course. But now, he had came in and toyed with her life.
And she was like a marrionate wih him pulling all her strings.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 7:32 pm
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That's when he knew he shouldn't have expected an answer.
He took a second to mull over why.
It hit him in an instant. She couldn't handle it. How could she explain her displeasure, her grief to someone she knew couldn't understand? It would only hurt her further because she'd find no comfort and in this state she was convinced feeling nothing would better her situaton.
Aaron strongly disagreered, but that's what it was.
It was so odd, so outlandish, that he couldn't fathom his own emotions, when he could read other people's right to the puncuation of their mind.
Uncanny.
Aaron stood up slowly, his piercing still poking between his lips.
His facial features, all smooth and tight skinned, made him look unquestionably innocent.
An inigma for a serial killer.
He walked over cautiously, his index fingers hooked together loosely behind his back.
He ended up standing right in front of her with his feet together looking down like a little boy in a world of trouble.
The silver ball popped back into his mouth.
"I lied."
He said quietly looking down at his feet as he rocked back and forth jutting his hips out slightly every time his torso swayed back.
"I do it a lot too."
Aaron his head to the side, maybe ashamed, but it made him look somewhat shy.
"I said I didn't feel anything, ever---but I feel some stuff---sometimes." He took a quick sharp glance at Addie before returning his blue eyes to the floor.
"I feel things when I'm with you....and I pinky promise I'm not lying."
He unclasped his index fingers from behind his back and held out his pinky, just in case she wanted to lock their fingers for confirmation.
Promises could be broken, but not pinky promises.
...AnD I JaCk, ThE PuMkiN KiNG
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Troubled Monster Vice Captain
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 7:37 pm
Addison; the one, the only.
Addison didn't hear him come in. So when she heard his voice at such close proximity she was startled. Her eyes shot up at him.
And one brow was raised slightly as he continued.
He looked so innocent, like a child who had lied about doing his chores to get a cookie before dinner.
She didn't speak, barely even reacted as she sat curled beneath him.
His pinky reached out to her. "How do I know?" She whispered softly, staring at his smaller finger, but not moving her own.
"How do I know that you mean that?" Just because he wanted to intwine their fingers meant nothing. People broke promises all the time.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 8:11 pm
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He raised his eyebrow then wiggled his finger.
"Because it's my pinky." He said like it was the most obvious annswer in the world.
"And look," He showed her his other hand, "none of my fingers are crossed---and anyway, if I was lying, I'd sound a lot more serious."
Good to know.
...AnD I JaCk, ThE PuMkiN KiNG
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Troubled Monster Vice Captain
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 8:26 pm
Addison; the one, the only.
Addisons hand shook as she raised it. Her pinky poked out and she latched it to his.
"You really think that just because you did this, it means that you aren't lying?"' She sighed, released his finger and slowly stood up on her wobbly knees.
"I don't know what you want me to say Aaron. I can't just wait around for those rare occasions when you feel something for me. And I can't just lay there and wait for you while you kill people in order to get your rush or whatever,"
Addie bit her bottom lip.
"What do you want me to do Aaron?" She muttered softl.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 8:56 pm
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Aaron would tell her.
He would and he'd do it in a way most people wouldn't dare...not at this moment in time at least.
Without warning or notice, preperation or strategy, Aaron pressed his lips against hers.
It wasn't gentle, not at all, but at the same time there was nothing rough about it.
It was just, just attention grabbing, very very attention grabbing.
His eyes had been closed his, breath normal, and even still Aaron wasn't finished.
He grabbed her hands in his own and pressed closer, getting her back up against the wall.
That was his answer.
...AnD I JaCk, ThE PuMkiN KiNG
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Troubled Monster Vice Captain
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 9:04 pm
Addison; the one, the only.
Addison stood there, not really expecting an answer.
She wasn't sure what to expect really.
Maybe a slight shrug. And then they'd just go from there. He'd have to leave soon anyway, to babysit. And she'd throw herself mindlessly into working on her assignments for the next day.
And then, before she understood what was happening her back was against the wall. And her hands were in his, his lips crashing down on her own.
What was this?
Her first reaction was to shove him away. But the passion exploded through her, straight to her heart.
She felt like a bipolar psycho for feeling all of these emotions, and switchng through them every five seconds.
But this was his answer, wasn't it?
Did Aaron expect Addie to just disreguard everything that had happened and just go alongwith the ride?
Were kisses like these supposed to be salvation, or apologies? Addisons eyes closed slowly still, and eventually her lips even moved somewhat on his.
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