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 Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 4:31 pm
((Alright, I have a thing against biographies myself. They piss me off, and take away the mystery of a good story. So just jump right in, ok?
I get a little carried away with these role play things, being the writer I am, and I apologize for that. Please join anyway, we need plenty of Characters! Boys and Girls welcome!))
His pen scratched the paper, carving feelings of grief into his lead. Trying not to let a single drop of brine stain his journal, he wrote on. He didn't intend to deliver the letter. He just wanted to get it out.
Slow and steady. Slow and steady. Slow and steady. Like the waves at the ocean, or footsteps on a cat. Slow and steady. That is how my love for you grew. Slow and steady. I didn't dive in like most people, making a loud splash, throwing water up in the air and proclaiming it to the world. I slipped in, unnoticed, and walked deeper and deeper, taking to time adjust to it bit by bit. That is how I fell in love with you.
You jumped. Time and time again, into different pools. Leaping headlong into love, and then climbing back out. But never with me. You avoided me. Because I scared you. You meant to much to me to be safe. To be normal. With me, you shouldn't call it an experiment. With me, you couldn't sleep around. Slow and steady builds rules, and walls. Walls to hold us together, but they kept you out. I...but now it's to late...
He stopped writing and looked up. His mother was standing in the doorway with a suitcase in her hand. "Are you ready to go?" She asked. "You packed right?"
"Mom, why do we have to move?" He tried to sound aloof, like this move 100 miles away wasn't ripping his heart out. He didn't want his mother to question. To pry. He didn't want her to know.
"Your father will get double his current pay there!" She said, cheerfully.
"But we don't NEED money!" He cried, failing at his aloof act. His mother stamped her foot, and that was the end of the matter. He knew how to keep his mouth shut.
"So Kennith, you like it?" His father said, standing proudly in front of their new, bigger home.
"It's great." Kennith mumbled, and dragged his feet away, hiding his resentment below his blonde bangs.
"Where are you off to?" His dad asked.
"To..see the neighborhood." The boy mumbled, holding back his loathing. How could his father do this? Pick up his 16 year old son and move him 100 miles away from everyone he knew, and the very one he loved!
Kenneth went off to brood and found a nice little bench in the local children's park, where he drifted off to sleep watching the cotton clouds meld with the azure sky that reminded him of the eyes he wanted to stare into so badly.
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 11:51 pm
clip, clop, clip, clop Those were the sounds of sounds of Scead's shoes as we strolled down the sidewalk in the park, his head deeply embedded into his favorite book Sophie's World
"Ahh... yes, yes... so the four medicinal herbs consist o-AH!" As usual, the black haired youth stumbled on his own two feets and was sent flying forwards only to land, face first, in the lap of another boy. He closed his eyes and shook his head, his face still pressed against the youth's crotch before opening his eyes. "Nya~! S-SORRY!." Backpedaling with all his might he managed to forces himself back up for a split second before, as usual, he managed to trip on misplaced oxygen and fall square on his butt. "Oww..." he rubbed his but and looked up, blushing deeply.
OMTOMTOMTOMT! Oh my toaster I can't believe I did that!
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 4:59 am
Kennith opened his eyes slowly, shaken out of his sleep. "Huh...wha?" He questioned sleepily. It took him a moment to register what had happened to him and where we was. Oh yes, a million miles away... He muttered inwardly. He started sinking back into self loathing when he took full notice on the boy in front of him who seemed to be apologizing.
"Um...hello? It's...ok..." He said softly.
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 11:15 am
He quickly collected himself and dusted himself off, looking into the depressed eyes before him. The blush still hadn't left his face but he tried to stand firm.
"I-I wasn't paying attention..." he looked down before registering what was said to him. "W-wait, what?" His brows furrowed and he extended a hand. "The names Scead (pronounced seed)."
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 4:47 pm
"Nice to meet you Scead." Kennith said, trying to smile. "I'm sorry. I must have fallen asleep here." He tried to laugh off his akwardness, which really only made it worse.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 5:01 pm
He looked around uneasily and pulled his hand back Damn... "I-I gotta go..." And with that he quickly turned and ran off, absent mindedly dropping his book.
Gawds I'm such a fool... His face was flushed with emberasment, not only did I just rubs my cheek against some guys... !!! he flushed even deeper. Get your head out of the gutter! He totaly rejected your handshake you fool! He grit his teeth and dashed of faster only to trip again, damned misplaced hihydrogen monoxide molecules. He twisted, trying to keep his balance but ended up falling backwards and hitting his head hard on the cement and blacked out.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 9:39 pm
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Posted: Sun May 14, 2006 8:28 am
( He said to just join in, so yes it is ok and do not ask, just join)
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 6:37 am
Litraina walked down the street, the wind flowing through her hair, carrying it above her shoulders. She breathed in deeply, catching the scent of the trees and the urban air itself.
Suddenly, a young boy wooshed past her, making his own wind and changing the direction of her hair. She stood, startled at the sudden dash of the boy and looked in his direction.
As she was about to continue her walk, the boy fell down with a resounding thunk.
She ran over to the boy. The boy was knocked out, that was certain. He had a blush plastered firmly onto his face. She bent down and shok his shoulder.
"Wake up" she chanted, shaking the shoulder.
Oh man... she thought to herself, This isn't good...
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