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[l i o n.]

∞ I N. T H I S. M O M E N T. I. S W E A R. W E. A R E. I N F I N I T E. ∞

R O W A N.

{PRIM AND PROPER
THE CHARMING PRINCE
THE BLINDLY LOYAL

ROWAN felt himself being gradually pulled down the street by the little yellow puppy in front of him. The boy grinned, digging in his heels to force Lucy to pay attention. "Heel." he scolded sternly. She didn't take to well to that. Or training at all. The boy sighed, picking up his leisurely pace again as his arm was practically pulled from its socket. "Do we have to see and smell everything?" he whined, watching her with bright, green eyes. He couldn't help but let a small smile brighten the features of his naturally tan face. The boy looked up in time to meet a pile of books exiting Starbucks. The boy stumbled backwards, eyes wide and bewildered as he quickly sidestepped. What was behind the enormous stack? Rowan decided to have a look. Ah. None other than miss Remi herself. He recognized the girl from school and the poor girl seemed to be struggling under a mountain of words. "Would you like some help with that?" he offered, his Australian accent flowing as smooth as honey, charming as ever. Oops. Did she even know he was there? Had he scared her? Well, now she knew. He just hoped she didn't jump and drop all of her belongings. "Oi! Lucy!" he called out sharply, glaring at the puppy who'd placed her front paws on Remi's leg, eyeing and begging for the muffin on top. Guiltily, she dropped back down on all fours and padded to his side, her tail wagging ferociously as she whined. Rowan sighed, leaning down to pat her gently on her head. Now back to the girl in front of him. "May I ask what exactly you plan on doing with all those books?" he asked casually, both eyebrows raised as he reached out to take half of the pile easily into his own arms. Now he could see that pretty little face of hers. "So that's where you've been hiding." he teased lightly, a friendly grin still on his face.

{{sucky post is sucky. -.- sorry, but I spent most of my energy and imagination drawing for the past two hours.

[koala tea]

{{ ahhh sorry for not posting my computer shut down ;a; //flails// hopefully this simple form is ok..i had to do it quickly }}

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age; 19 years old
birthday; october 18th
gender; male
family; valerie - his younger sister, pierre - his older brother, his mother and father, and his three dogs - dill, storm, and duke

build; tall and toned. he stands a six foot even and is fairly muscular.
hair; a medium tone of brown
eyes; a dark chocolate shade of brown

good traits; romantic, funny, adventurous
bad traits; sarcastic, rude, spastic
likes; animals, traveling, sports
dislikes; scaredy-cats, fake people, the word moist
secrets; attempted suicide before
fears; being completely alone

relationship status; single
crush(es); no one yet
attracted to; cherie, marilyn
friends; n/a
enemies; anyone who doesn't like his friends

favorite show; criminal minds
favorite color; red
favorite food; steak
favorite drink; red bull

[Brittle]

reserved for aaron

[pumpkin.]

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ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ → reluctant, surprised
ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ → pm me if wanted
ｆａｍｉｌｙ → mother & brother
ｃｒｕｓｈ → luke & aaron
ｔａｇｇｅｄ → lucifer

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Kyle's head snapped up reflexively when she heard her name called from not somewhere too far away. Now who could that be? No one really payed attention to the girl, so it was strange to have someone getting her attention in a public place. Most people wouldn't even want to be spotted in the same room with her; they found it repulsive they were breathing the same air. And before you say anything, yes; she does get a bunch of eyes fixated on her hair wherever she went. But it was her hair, not her; and it's not like it was her natural color, anyway. Brushing the rather depressing thoughts off with a vague shrug, she glanced around the Starbucks with confused green eyes, her forehead creased and her eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. Where did that greeting come from? No one looked particularly familiar to her. No one was just jumping out and screaming, "it was me!" But, as soon as her gaze landed on the back of a familiar head, she instantly knew who it was. Lucifer. The troublemaker. Of course. He was fine in her book, sure; but then again, everyone was. It was hard for Kyle to even have a smidge of dislike towards another human being or animal. So, basically, she loved everything and everyone. Which was sort of a bad thing... But whatever; might as well fight to be optimistic during depression, yeah? Realizing she had zoned out-- meanwhile staring awkwardly at the back of the boy's head-- she averted her eyes back down to the table, continuing to nibble contentedly on the end of her straw. What Kyle wasn't expecting was for Lucifer to eventually sit down in the seat across from her. It was like she was trying to survive in space with no spacesuit; mind. Blown. Like, woah; someone was actually talking to her. Someone beside the voices! A little spark of excitement ignited in her stomach, but it was instantly doused when he asked whether or not she wanted the rice Krispy treat he was holding. Well, he was awfully cheery that day. Should she have been scared? Because she sort of was. Lucifer never really seemed to be such a happy-go-lucky guy, so this was naturally strange to the girl. But she pushed her possibly offensive thoughts away, and instead offered what she was planning to be a tranquil smile in his direction, but it instead came out weary and shy. "Nah, no thanks," she replied. She hadn't eaten for three days, at that point, and she wasn't planning on breaking that streak, no matter how bad the hunger pangs were getting. Almost instinctively she used a free hand to tug down the hem of her shirt, not feeling particularly happy with her choice of clothes that day. She'd been stupid to pick out that shirt, even if it only showed part of her stomach; dang it, it had just been so hot when she woke up... This just taught Kyle a life lesson; never trust the weather.

{ oops, bad headache >-< }

[serenity QUITTING]

reserve for remi

[seahaven]

❝ i literally have no clue what to post so here's my quote c: ❞

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m o o d;
content
t a g g e d ;
nobody
d o i n g ;
sitting in starbucks
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Beep. Beep. Beep. The eyes of a small girl who had just awoken from a sweet
dream opened slightly. The loud, vexatious noise that escaped her small
bedside alarm clock traveled through her ears and reminded her brain to wake
up and work. After struggling with the blankets that were resting upon her
slender body, Juniper's hand slowly moved through the air and hit her clock,
causing it to turn off. She smiled and snuggled back into her bed, but in just a
few seconds, it started it's ferocious ringing again. "For the mother of-" A grunt escaped her lips as she swung her legs off the bed, and pushed her alarm clock into the garbage can that sat next to her bed. Why did she not want to get up? Oh, she was like this every morning, it was a normal thing for her to be pissed when the alarm went off. But although her body wanted to sleep, she knew she had to get up. She rolled her shoulders and stood up from the bed. "Good morning world." She pushed the curtains aside from her window and pushed open the glass. Her eyes lingered down to her phone that was charging on her bureau.
Just a few seconds later, Juniper was dancing around her room to the Goo Goo Dolls and trying to figure out what she was going to wear on this fine day. Her hand tickled the shoulders of her multiple shirts and dresses and finally picked out a dress. Today she felt like being different, and wore something she usually wouldn't. The girl wasn't the most happy about her appearance, or anything really. She felt as though she wasn't as pretty as she could be. But right now she really didn't give a sh*t. Once she was out of her pajamas, her arms trailed through the dress and when it rest on her shoulders, she walked over to her bureau once more. The drawers were stuffed with skinny jeans, shorts, and leggings, and her mind decided to wear a pair of leggings. When she got into her clothes, put on a pair of shoes, and put her hair in a high bun, she grabbed her phone and wallet and left the house.
Her heels clicked as she walked down the sidewalk towards the nearby Starbucks. When she made it there, a kind man opened the door for her, and she smiled, thanked him, and walked in. The line wasn't too long, only a few people, so she got behind the middle-aged woman that looked like she was going to work. Juniper took out a five dollar bill and waited until it was her turn to place her order. She handed the man her money and got a Hazelnut Frappuccino. A few minutes later, she was sitting at a table in the corner, tapping away on her phone, a text to her dad. "Good morning." She sent it and set her phone down, taking a sip of her drink and crossed her legs, looking around the small shop.

[pumpkin.]

{ okay, Kyle is posted above. }
{ now for Archie and Adam. }

[l i o n.]

R O W A N.

{PRIM AND PROPER
THE CHARMING PRINCE
THE BLINDLY LOYAL

ROWAN-

L U C I F E R.

{MASTER OF SARCASM
THE PROUD
PRICKLY FACADE

LUCIFER'S grin broadened as he registered the girl's reaction. Of course, he too was surprised by his sudden shift in mood. It was almost- pleasant, in a way. The boy shrugged off any doubts, not wanting to turn sour now. "Your loss." he mumbled, relaxing into the chair as he squinted his warm hazel eyes. Then he realized he was in fact staring. The boy looked quickly away, finding comfort in the sugary treat in his hand. Lucifer scarfed it down happily, savoring every last bite as it slipped across his tastebuds. In all honesty, the boy had what you might call a sweet-tooth. A major sweet-tooth. Which really didn't go well with the whole ADHD thing. Meh. Just remember to take more pills later on. He was far from concerned about his various mental diseases at this point, and was instead intrigued by the girl in front of him. It couldn't have been her that made him happy. No. He probably just woke up on the right side of the bed. Having your own flat and all, life is usually pretty good. But something about this morning in particular... He had a good gut feeling. Lucifer had lost control, spiraling into the depths of his own mind, his gaze blank as he stared ahead. Then something shocked him, brought him back to life, and he realized, yet again, that he'd been staring at the girl. "Sorry." he mumbled, giving her a small half smile. "I do that sometimes." he explained, positive she wouldn't understand. "I just kinda get lost up here." he emphasized his point by knocking on his head. "It gets worse if I don't take my medicine on time." he added as an after thought, reaching down to check his phone for the time. Yup. He nodded, grinning. Missed it. "Anyways, enough about me. How about you?"

{bump on zee other two c:}

[L0v3 I$ Rar3]

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[abandoned.]

(( if i promised to rp with someone, i'll try to have a post up soon i'm sorry :c ))