shade for the sun

[cakelover1324]

type: vampire
name: hunter
age: 17
gender: male
personality: fun and outgoing
looks: [url http://www.topmodel2011.com/wp-content/ ... ixeira.jpg url]
crush: open
bf/gf: open
other: when he draws something it comes to life

[Lilo.]

Username: Ms. Enrique Iglesias
Character Name: Jennifer Lawrence
Species: Human
Age: 17
Personality: Jenn is a generally nice person - she's kind, sweet.... quite the romantic one, she isn't in to flirting a stuff, she likes the real romance, and is waiting for the right one for her. Jenn can be bubbly, fun to be around, talkative, just not flirty, and if she has a boyfriend, she sticks to them. She has a sensitive underneath and doesn't always say how she feels, she always smiles because she knows it's best, even though sometimes, she doesn't feel like smiling.
History: Jenn hasn't had the best life in the world. At the age of 3, her father divorced her mother, so that he could marry a Spanish dancer. Luckily, he moved to Spain, so Jenn didn't have to see him again, because at the age of 3 she understood anything, and has hated her father ever since. Her father had never really loved Jenn anyway, because he always wanted a son, but instead, he had a little girl (Jenn). Jenn's mother found it hard to cope, but got lots of income until she found another job. Her mother qualified as a vet, and now enjoys working with animals. Jenn's mother promised to never get married again, and hasn't really had a relationship since, but she gives all her love to Jenn.
Crush: Your character at some point.
Boyfriend/girlfriend: None at the moment.
Other: Sometimes, she dreams the future 0-0

[cakelover1324]

he walks down the street looking for something to eat. he sees a hot girl and pulls her into an alley after chatting for a little while. he bites into her neck and she moans sexually. He drops her after she has no blood left. he walks back out into the street and looks for another person.

[Lilo.]

.:Jennifer Lawrence:.

Jennifer Lawrence was just an ordinary girl, with a family crisis, trying to cope with life. That's normal, no family can be perfect. After Jennifer's father left, her mother had been thrown into a sort of stage, where she did nothing, just sat on her bed crying. When Jennifer managed to get her up, not only did her mother change, but Jenny did, too. She became more independent, she became more out-going, she became popular. Never became a bully, she always helped those who were bullied, stated the good points in someody, ut never the bad. Sometimes, people walked all over her- she had changed too much to notice....

It wasn't dark on this Wednesday afternoon, although it was in winter, and so it should be getting dark around that time, it wasn't. For some unnatural reason, Jenn had only one explanation for that- it was unnatural- it was light still. That was perfect for Jennifer, she loved to snow, so when it began to rain down in a shower of little snowflakes, she eyed them, watching them dance to the floor. There was no need for any more snow, after all, there was already snow blanketing the ground. Sparkles in the snow flakes dazzled Jennifer's eyes with intense beauty- 'mother nature's' beauty.

Jenn had never considered herself as 'pretty'. She knew her mother was pretty, and although her mother was only 33- she did not look it. Jennifer quite resembled her mother, but in a different light. Her mother had wavy black hair that was never frizzy, always so very silky, with a pale face and dark green eyes- Jenn however had light green eyes, straight hair that never had a kink in it- they shared the same face however. If ever Jennifer's mother decided to straighten her hair, if her and Jenn went out together, they would be asked if they were sisters. Jenn's mother did not look her age, she looked about 26.

All Jenn needed was some milk from the corner shop. She didn't know the staff who worked their personally, but they were always very nice. Trudging through the snow, she edged forward towards the shop, watching the banners outside flap in the wind-not only was it snowing, it was windy, too. Her hair was tucked neatly inside her hood to stop it getting attacked by the snow. On her head she wore a bobble hat with them plaits coming down the side of her head. The ones that you can tie. Jenn always left hers undone however. The sound of her beige Ugg boots treading into the snow was like the sound of an egg cracking - it went through Jenn, just like when a cat scratches down a blackboard, the sound goes through you. Jenn knew she shouldn't be long, it was only some milk she needed, although she'd probably get a Cadbury's chocolate bar as a treat.

Attempting to swing the door open to the corner shop, the wind pushed a force against the door so strong. Jenn was having none of it. With a loud, aggressive groan arising in her throat, she swung the door open with all her might, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the handle ever so tightly. Her purple hoodie stood out against what everybody else was wearing - proper ski stuff. Jenn just wore a hoodie and jeans- that was simply all she needed. Of course, she had a top on underneath. The shop was deserted, apart from a black woman at the counter reading a book peacefully. When she looked up, Jenn smiled politely at her. "Hello," Jenn spoke, her angelic, melodic voice so soft and touching. Striding carefully over to the milk- her boots were sort of slippy from snow- she eyed which milk she should have, before glancing back at the chocolate, licking her lips.

Swiftly snatching the milk from the milk-shelf, after checking the dates and price- she didn't want out of date milk- she whisked herself away to the chocolate isle. "What should I have?" She whispered to herself, knowing that an Cadbury's chocolate was a dream. Picking out on a classic Wispa, she made her way back to the counter, her boots squeaking annoyingly. "Hello," she repeated, placing the milk and chocolate on the counter. Opening her brown leather bag, that matched her Ugg Boots, she with drew her purse, rifling around until she found a five pound note. "That'll be one pounds and thirty pence." The black woman requested, and Jenn passed her the five pound note. Jenn guessed that the woman was called Sunita, by the badge on her sari. When Jenn had her items, paid for and her change back into her purse, she left the shop.

It was time to go home, but it was really getting dark now, so Jenn wondered whether she should take the short cut- the alleys. Jenn had heard stories about those alley ways, hence the reason why she hardly ever went there, why she tried to avoid them as much as she could. Sighing, she mustered up the strength to tell herself that she was going to storm through the alley-ways like it was her own home. Some of the stories included abuse, sexual abuse, criminal offence, drug-dealing, stuff as far as murder. Maybe Jennifer was going to be luckily and get away from the hiding culprits of what everyone called 'The Alley-Way Crime Of 2011'. Quickly, her eyes dropped to the floor as she carried on walking towards the alley.

[cakelover1324]

he goes to the shadows of the buildings and just watches the snow fall. he looks to his left and sees a girl in a purple hoodie go into the corner shop. he goes to the window and watches her. he sees her come out and goes back to the shadows. she walks past him and he follows her. he makes no sound because he floats just above the ground. while following her he draws a house and it appears to his left he draws some more houses and they are like all the other ones in town. except when you enter them they seem like mansions.

[Lilo.]

.: Jennifer Lawrence :.


As Jennifer Lawrence continued her long, unwanted journey through the alley-way, not only did it seem as if someone was following her, but the shadows became... darker, larger, more... hauntingly scary as the tall building towered over her like her old teacher did- her old teacher, Mr. Brown, had used to stand over 7 FT tall, making him the biggest in the town. He would take advantage of this, always, and would stand over her, peering down through his glasses, making some remark about how she did this wrong, or how she did that not just right, or how she had an attitude towards this lesson. One time, Jennifer had been given enough stick from Mr. Brown- she'd snapped. She'd shouted at him furiously, making the point that he shouldn't single her out of the class, which is what he was doing. A few weeks later, he left that school. Jennifer carried on the alley way however, she was not stopping because of some stupid shadows- that was just too far. However, she still felt somebody was following her so picked up her face.

WB :@

[cakelover1324]

he saw her looking around so he went high in the air and walked above her head to land in front of her and scare her so he could bite her quick and easy. he dropped down in front of her and smiled moving towards her.

[Lilo.]

Jennifer kept up her fast pace for a few more seconds- she think it was round about seven seconds, she didn't even know why she was counting, as long as it took her mind away from the fact that she was in the alley way where lots of things happen and nobody knows why. Suddenly, she was met with the intimidating eyes of somebody. This somebody had quite obviously being following her. "Why have you been following me?" She screeched, but her throat was dry, so it wasn't very loud- that screaming had been an attempt for somebody to hear her. However, nobody was going to be out now, it was so very dangerous - dark, slippery, cold. The perfect time for a killing, kidnapping, crime to happen- where nobody'd know.

When he began to move towards her, Jennifer shivered in fear, cowering in fear, slowly- ever so slowly treading backwards- why wasn't she running? At least if she moved slowly backwards, he wouldn't suddenly lurch towards her like an evil tiger would towards his prey. Was this the end for Jennifer? Was she know to get killed by the mighty blade of the glorious knife? Would she ever she light of day again? Obviously not, by the look on her attackers face, he was quite obviously content on killing her. Her hand reached out to feel for a door on a building, but there was none.... this was a mistake.

Jennifer's foot, as she attempted to take a large stride backwards, slid on a block of solid, deathly ice. Her body spread out as her other foot slipped too. A large cracking noise echoed through the street then the minute her leg hit the floor in an odd angle. That would be a broken leg. The cry of her painful groaning was so intense, it was almost like she was being murdered, but she was not exaggerating, the pain in her leg so much, she couldn't move it at all. Using her hand, she attempted to drag herself backwards on the floor, but a few times kept banging her head on the floor. She knew this was no good, she had to find a way out.

There was scratches and bruises all over her, her arms, her legs, even her stomach- her top had ridden up her stomach slightly. Jennifer groaned again, knowing the strength was leaving her to even move. This was her surrender. Had the attacker planned all of this, for it to be the right weather for her to fall and injure herself, to make the death both easier, and harder to know who killed her? Or was it just one of those random attacks where he should flee the country as quick as he could? Jennifer wanted to know. "Why....me?" Were her last, wispy words.

[cakelover1324]

" i have been following you because i found it fun. " he keeps moving towards her. he sees her fall and is in shock. he feels bad that her leg is broken. he hears her say two wispy words. he answers saying " you don't deserve to be in this situation. you need to get to a hospital. " he picks her up and carries her to the hospital and lies to the front desk about what happened.

he said, "i was walking by an alley and saw this girl being attacked by somebody. i stepped in and saw that she had a broken leg. i attacked the attacker and killed him. i went to the girl and carried her here." he said like he was traumatized. the front desk took her to a room and he followed them in with her.

[Lilo.]

Jennifer finds herself in a hospital room, her eyes flickering open, however they would not open for the harsh light that hospitals always seemed to condemn. Groaning slightly, with her hands she pulled herself up on the bed, noting to herself that the nurse was jotting every movement she took on a piece of paper. Jennifer had broken this part of her leg before, her shin, and she was in pain and agony, tears rolling down her face, but she didn't scream- she forced herself to stay quiet apart from the muffling of her cries, she knew that if she screamed, he had won. He had crept towards her and made her fall, if she screamed, the fight was over. He would of won.

The nurse, Nurse Blue, stepped kindly towards the bed. Nurse Blue was quite very young, only about 26, but she seemed to have allot of experience and know what she was doing. By her side she had an elder nurse who every so often would whisper something into Nurse Blue's ears- undoubtedly a word of advice. Nurse Blue flicked her straight, brown hair back into a pony-tail so that it would not get in the way of her work- there was one thing a nurse didn't want- messing up a patient. That would mean lawyers get in when the patient tries to sue you. So to make sure she can see properly what she's doing, Nurse Blue always tied her hair back, no matter what. It had became a force of habit now.

The nurse motions towards Jennifer's leg, her eyes questioning what she has done. When she realizes Jennifer does not clearly understand 'mime' or silent actions, she coughed a little before speaking. "You're in a bit of a puddle, aren't you?" Nurse Blue laughed grimly, lowering her head in the direction of Jennifer - not only was her leg injured but she had wounds too from the fall. "What happened?" Nurse Blue wanted to know everything, who, where, why and how. Except, maybe Jennifer only knew who, and where, and how. The why question was unknown to Jennifer just as much as it was to Nurse Blue.

"Well..." Jennifer managed to speak up, and by the look in her attacker's eyes, she knew she should fake something up. "I was walking down an alley-way, a short-cut to my mother's home, when I was followed, although, I never got to see his face. Before long I fell along the floor, and my leg cracked. I fainted then, but him there, said that I got attacked while unconscious." Jennifer hated lying to the authorities with a passion, but she knew that if she had told the truth, that it was all her attacker who claimed to have saved her, her attacker would soon enough get revenge on her later on.