Ɩитσ тнɛ Ѳя∂ιиαяʏ || Open || Needing more members

[winchester.]

What will never change...

Who I am ::
■ Victoria Raine Ira
What I am to be known as ::
■ Ronnie, Tori, V.
From birth to this day ::
■ 16
What is so blatantly obvious ::
■ Female
What is eternally mine ::
■ Dead. Gone. Why do you care?

My heart is only half without you...

You intrigue me ::
■ None, yet.
You entrance me ::
■ Nope
My bundles of joy ::
■ No

When I see myself…

The voice of my heart from someone else's mind ::
■ Shakir, Gypsy
What the mirror presents ::
■ {Looks}
Victoria is around 5'3". She has long brunett hair with one purple streak running through it. Her eyes tend to normally change. One day a dark black color to a light green or blue. Nobody knows why, but this is posible with about one out of a thousand. She has a soft tan and full pink lips. Long dark black lashes frame her eyes. She tends to keep quiet, and tears might fill her eyes often. She has had a hard life.

[Runningdawn]

[[ Accepted... bevfubov we need more dudes... :T ]]

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Slowly, Charlotte made her way back to the mansion, keeping her eyes on the clouds, watching them slowly change with the wind. All of it seemed to simple now; too simple, in fact. She was an outcast in her old town of Abraham, and then she finds an little leaflet in the newspaper telling about a random mansion. Yes, Charlotte was very, very suspicious of this place. Who paid for everything? How were the cabinets always stacked food? And, mostly importantly, why?

[Runningdawn]

Bumpp

[Lady Masquerade]

Ivory

Ivory turned to look at the girl who called the boy, and Ivory herself, annoying. "You know, you could learn to brighten up a bit, then this might not seem so annoying. Maybe it might seem funny, or cool, or fun." She suggested.

[winchester.]

||Victoria Raine Ira||

I walked slwoly down the barren sidewalk. The rare amount of cars slipped by. Slowly I was heading back 'home.' I was getting there quite fast, a shiver ran through my spine as I felt I was being stalked. Shoting a quick glance behind my should I felt releived. Nothing. I think. My stomach still felt like it was flipping and turning and my legs felt eavier. To urge myself on I hugged myselft tightly.

[LoudGhozt]

Blaze rolled her eyes. Perhaps she was more mature than most people in this mansion. With this, she let out a deep sigh and walked toward Ivory once again. "When will you get the fact that I don't care?" she asked.

[LoudGhozt]

Damon walked into the new mansion. There seemed to be a little bit of a quarrel occuring when he walked in among a red headed girl, and two other people. He rolled his eyes and walked toward the kitchen. He sat down with a blank look on his face and let out a sigh.

[Lady Masquerade]

Ivory

"I can get that, but really, you should brighten up. What makes you happy? Maybe if you got a compainion you'd feel happier. Ivy and Sneakers always make me happy."

[Runningdawn]

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Danny's eyes narrowed; sure, he wasn't much of a 'deep', emotional talker, but he wasn't about to let this girl spit rude things at a stranger (who had taken to get shot with water better than most people). "Hey," he started, stepping forward and puffing out his chest, like he was doing some brave, courageous thing. "take it easy. She's just trying to lighten the mood."

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Charlotte looked back over her shoulder, seeing nothing but blank sidewalk, and around the corner, as far away as you could get while being visible, was a lone girl walking down the street. Of course, the girl didn't really register in her mind, it wasn't a detail that you would be able to remember very easily if you thought back to the scene a few minutes later.

Again, Charlotte turned back around and continued on her way, deliberately passing in front of the mansion again. Perhaps she wasn't quite ready to go back just yet.

[winchester.]

||Victoria Raine Ira||

I spotted a girl walking behind then in front of me. I sighed and walked across the street to the mansion. I opened the door and instantly heard sounds of a fight breaking out. Silently the door closed and I walked to the source of the sound. "Whats going on here?"My soft Latan and colombian tone echoed ever so slightly. Whatever was going on should stop, but who knows. My body was edged against the door in case this got ugly. I combed the purple streak away from my face and behind my ear than glanced my dark ebony eyes on a boy standing near by then back to the fight-like-scene.