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B e l l a

heart beats fast, colors and promises, how to be brave

{Talking to Harper Cohen

The girl -- that reminded her, they didn't know each other's names -- had a tone that softened Bella up a lot. Her first-day nerves, she reminded herself, should be gone like clouds blown out of the sky by a light breeze. She was out of school and she was making her first friend right away, a friend that had enough sense to be apologizing for her outfit. Instantly, Bella felt relieved and a bit nicer, allowing herself to relax, even physically leaning back and slouching more. Not really noticeably, but she gave off a slightly different... vibe now, you could say. "It's fine." Bella laughed a bit. "I like your jeans, by the way." She didn't love black hoodies, they looked horrible on her, being a pale ginger, and about the green beanie, well... you know. But to each their own style, if there had been someone who could pull the grunge look off it was this girl. Grunge could be very chic on runways, too, if it was played right. Looking down at her black leather combat boots, Bella figured they could be considered grunge, thought with the rest of her outfit (denim short-shorts and a turquoise shirt with a crochet back that looked good even with pale skin and brought out her eyes) they were more... urbanite. Also they were Steve Madden, which wasn't grunge in the least. Raising an eyebrow after she was pulled out of her thoughts when the girl continued speaking, Bella smirked. "Morbid." She commented, waving the cigarette at Harper again. Bella was expressive -- she often made gestures that made her look cool or just felt right, and waving a hand with a cigarette was one of them. It was a little idiosyncrasy. "You sure?" Bella asked, dangling the cigarette over the asphalt threateningly and smiling at... 'the girl'. They'd get to introductions eventually

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JC pumped the music in his headphones as he glanced over outside. He saw adrian, and his face lit up. "Adrian!" JC called, heading over. He sat in front of him, his fingers drumming on his lap. He didn't know he would see his friend again, but where was Jace?
Sorry if its short, by brain is basically dead at this point. And could Adrian, Jace and JC know each other from before?

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A e r i e

I have died every day waiting for you, darling don't be afraid I adore you

{Talking to Rayne

Aerie had been sitting quietly by herself after the girl hadn't really answered, flipping through her book and waiting for a response, when she was startled by someone calling a name. "Adrian" sounded across campus, and Aerie dropped her book into the dirt. It landed face-up, luckily, 'cause it was a library book and all. Scrambling to her feet, Aerie noted a boy close to her that seemed to be drawing. "I... I think he's talking to you." She said quickly, in order to best prevent any disturbances shoving her book into her backpack. She paused when she noted the sketchpad he was holding and walked closer -- he was still a bit away. "Whatcha drawing?" The birdlike girl asked, rising on her tip toes and trying to focus her blue eyes onto the page. Then the other boy showed up and she lowered herself back down again. "Um, hi, I'm Aerie." She introduced herself lamely.

[Trapped]

- Yeah thays fine. (: And again, sorry for shortness. -

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Adrian jumped slightly when he heard his name being called, he was almost done with the picture, just adding a few little details.  "Hey man," Adrian told JC with a smile when he sat down in front of him.  Then Adrian noticed a girl a few feet away, it was the one reading under the tree. "Oh, ummm. I was actually drawing you two." Adrian told her shyly as he showed her the nearly finished drawing of her and the other girl under the tree. "I'm almost finished actually..." He said trailing off when he handed her the sketch book.

[ｅｐｈｅｍｅｒａ.]

Rayne jumped at the sound of a girl say something, she turned lightly and looked around, watching a girl getting up and walking over to a boy. She let out a small sigh and continued drawing. Though since they where in ears reach, she heard him say something about him drawing them together under the old oak tree. She let a small smile play across her lips. "Really? Do you mind if I look at it also?" She asked, closing her pencil in her sketch pad and getting up from her spot in the soft green grass with a small, soft grunt and walking over to the others.

She eyed the sketch pad that was in between the girls fingers and smiled, it was really good. "That's really good... I like it a lot.." She admitted, looking at the boy then at the girl. "I'm sorry.. I didn't really respond to you.... I was in the zone.." She laughed, pushing a piece of her unstraightened hair back. "My name's Rayne... Rayne Sparks, it's a pleasure." She told the girl, feeling bad about pretty much ignoring her. She looked at the two boys and gave a nod. "It's also a pleasure to meet you guys too." She added, also giving them a smile. Trying to be as friendly as she could to all of the at once.

After a few moments of chatting, she checked her watch to see that time it was, which was time for her to go for her daily jog. "Hey guys, it was nice meeting you.. But it's time for me to go on my run.. I do that everyday.." She admitted, waving a goodbye and walking away from them, sketch book in hand. She let out a sigh and bit her lip softly.

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JC grinned, and nodded. "Really cool, bro," He said. "I still dunno how you can draw. I suck at drawing stick figures." He grinned, and it faded. "Have you seen my sister?" JC asked, flipping his hair so it wouldn't get in his eyes."She wanted to meet you." She stretched his arms over his head, and yawned quietly. He was tired, waking up at eight AM this morning. "Also, wanna meet up with jace after?"

[- serendipity]

Scarlett sighed as she watched the grey smoke curl through the air, her eyes falling on a small group of people talking. One girl seemed to be just outside the group and she too was smoking. Recognising her from the music classes they had had together this morning, Scarlett tried to place her name. Something Cohen... Shrugging to herself, the girl pushed up from the cracked bench, dedicated to Esther Earl, and slowly strolled towards them, making care to walk in a wide arc to get there. Gently seating herself on the side walk, a good ten feet away from the group, Scarlett realised she could place a few other faces as well. Mainly from bumping into them in the corridors. She hadn't spoken to any of them though. The girl took another drag on her cigarette and looked away, back out towards the grounds of Easton Academy.

Being here was probably the best place for her to be right now. Well it was according to Dr Hedson and her mother. How would they know anything? That was what Scarlett thought about it. It wasn't that she didn't want to be at the Academy, she just wished she didn't have the past hanging over her whilst she attended. She just wanted to forget and start again - as if her Doctor or parents were gonna let her do that.

Her cigarette had dwindled down as she smoked, her drags every few moments, and she stubbed it out against the side walk before flicking it away, already pulling out her packet of Camels' and lighter. Securing one between her lips Scarlett fiddled with the lighter, trying to get a flame. "For f*cks sake!" Vehemently she pushed down one more time and bit the inside of her cheek to stop herself from swearing again as the flame appeared and only just lit the cigarette before flashing out again. Obviously she needed a new lighter, or more fuel. Stuffing the zippo lighter back into her jeans pocket and sucking sharply on the cigarette she looked towards the group again. Talking to majority of them didn't appeal to Scarlett, only one or two looked ok to her and they were the girl, Something Cohen, and the boy she had overheard being called JC. As she let out the smoke again, she took the cigarette away from her lips and gently tapped the end against the flesh joining her thumb and fore finger together. The pain seared for a moment before ebbing away to a dull pain. The mark joined three other, all four with significant meaning to the brunette. Mulling over the consequences, that she didn't give a sh*t about, of being at the Academy smoking when her parents had clearly told her not too, she continued on taking measured drags.

The girl hidden behind a large bass drum stiffened as she heard the door open and then someone walk in. Earlier that day, as soon as class has finished really, Hazel had gone in search of somewhere quiet to read and happened across the empty music room. No one had disturbed her for a couple of hours and the book she was reading meant the cramp slowly forming in her leg wasn't actually registered yet and that, due to the book she was reading, she first thought the intruder was Death. That's how brilliant Markus Zusak is. Slowly raising her head above the drum she spotted a brunette sitting down at the piano. As he started to play the unfamiliar song calmed Hazel slightly and she boosted her confidence enough to shift so she could see better.

The cramp now deadening her leg, and affecting the blonde, Hazel made sure she could see whilst not squashing the book or bending her leg too much. Which meant her leg was visible and so was her head, both seeming to have sprouted from the drum itself. When he started to sing, a small crease formed between Hazel's light eyebrows and she wished she could somehow tell the boy that she there. She was sure he hadn't meant for anyone to hear. So braving herself, Hazel pushed herself up, keeping the main part of her weight on her left foot and then let out a cough.

[ scarlett is by the big group near the side walk/oak tree...basically where Harper and Bella are but, as said, ten feet or so from them. hazel is in the same music room as jace. @lost; nice John Green references there ;3

[valar morghulis]

v o i c e : c l i c k

Harper gave a smile and glanced down at her legs as the girl complimented her jeans. "Thrift shop." She admitted in an amused manner as she returned her attention to the redhead - whose name she had still yet to learn. Figuring how would be a better time than ever to get that out of the way [as asking anytime later might be kind of awkward] she gave a quick smile. "I'm Harper, by the way... like the author." she introduced herself, her smile yet to leave her lips as she noticed from the corner of her eye a girl fiddling with her lighter. Fishing out the extra BIC lighter that rested in her pocket, she looked at the brunette. "Here!" she called as she launched the lighter across the sidewalk to the girl; managing to do so in a somewhat straight line. "It's new so it should last a while." she smiled before looking back to the still-nameless redhead.

|Shorttt D: I just woke up lol|

[- serendipity]

At the loud shout Scarlett looked up from studying the cracks on the sidewalk and lifted her hand up in time to stop the lighter from flying into her knee. Picking it up from the sidewalk, it had bounced lightly off her hand, she grinned at the girl. "Thanks!" She called back, slipping the lighter into her pocket, managing to fit it in with the other. Nodding to the girl as she turned away, Scarlett decided that she would give it five more minutes, or how long it took her to finish her current cigarette, and then go to find her dorm room. She hadn't even gone to see where it was yet, just dumped her bags in the main reception are - there was a whole pile of suitcases there - and she wanted to get her CDs and posters out and up somewhere before the second day. Thinking of finding her room reminded her that she would most likely have a roommate. How did it even work? Hopefully she had someone she could atleast make conversation with and about something interesting. If she had some hyper, bright, lala girl she would ask to move rooms.

[ @lost: sometimes you annoy me -.- why must you make so many awesome roleplays that i feel i must join because they are so awesome? i just feel like i join every roleplay you make and that is awkward because it is every roleplay you make. so i'm gonna hold myself back from joining renfield...which looks great by the way. also - how is the school gonna be laid out and stuff? with the roommates and things?

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The Musician

"Well lets start with the first things we
should know about you. Name, age, birthday,
any nicknames, and where you were born.
And whatever else you would like to throw in."

"Okay, well, the name is Chord Marcus Gibson. I have a very strange
name I know. But... I could tell you the simple reason why my name is the
way it is. Well... My dad, and my mom are kind of metal heads I guess, if
you wanna look a it like that. My dad is a guitarist, well.. Was, and it was
kind of ironic that our last name is Gibson. Like... A Gibson Les Paul? You
know what I mean? Well, anyways, when I was born they decided that they
were gonna name all their kids after something musical. And I turned out to
be Chord. And that's the story of my name! I don't really have a nickname so
just call me Chord. Yep. That's it... I am seventeen years old, a senior in
, and born on January 13th 1994. I'm the oldest of my siblings, and....
Oh, i grew up in New York, and... Still liing here.That's pretty much it.
I can't think of anything else."




"So Chord... Why don't you tell us about your features.
Maybe add in any modifications you might have made
to your body over the years? Any scars, or interesting
birthmarks either? Just say whatever you want."

"Okay, wellppp. I have dark bown hair... Styled like this *points to head*,
it's kinda long...ish.. I guess? Um, I'm kinda pale... But, eh. I don't care. I have
a light brown color for my eyes. Actually almost hazel, but... Know what, let's
just go with hazel. Uhm... I would say I'm not the tallest guy standing at 5 feet
10 inches tall, and I'm not the biggest guy over all, I'm a huggable 162 pounds!
Heh heh. I'm skinny sorry. Not too much muscle on me at all. Errr.... Modifications...
Haha... Ya, other than my lip being perched, I have a few tattoos that Noone
is really suppose to know about since... I'm not supposed to have them.. But,
ya. I have a few music notes trailing behind my ear, and then I have
'Reckless and Relentless' tattooed across my chest. No V- necks or going in the
pool until I'm 18! Fun! Uh, no scars on this body, and no super awesome birthmarks
either, so I guess I'm done with this question.




"So,how would you describe Chord?. Your his friend.
Tell us what he's like. Nice, mean, weird... What?"

"Ok, well Chord simply just isn't shy at all to be honest. He doesn't care a all what
people think of him, and will break out doing stupid, and funny things if, and when
he pleases to do so. He does what he wants to do, and doesn't let people tell him to
do otherwise. It's just him. He likes to have a good time and have as much fun as he
possibly can fit into his life. He views life as really short, and always is wanting to live
it to the fullest. Live every day like its your last one kind of theory he has in his mind.
He does end up accidentally hurting himself in the process of having the time of his life.
He's broken a few bones from time to time, and has gotten into an ATV accident with
a tree. Yes. A tree. He blames the tree for growing there, and causing him to break his
ribs... And an arm. Again, breaking an arm. As you can probably see, he's kind of a
daredevil kind of person, so I don't have to explain his whole doing something that would
give an adrenaline rush, and getting hurt a whole bunch of times more...On a different
note. He is kinda goofy, and silly and says things kinda... Well, like you wanna just smile
at him all the time and give him a big hug after he says some things. He does have an
interesting vocabulary. And wi that vocabulary, he had a pretty bad mouth. He doesn't
even notice when he does it most of the time, but he tends to swear a lot. F-bombing,
not as much, but he does swear. But what teenager doesn't? Well... Maybe not as bad as
him, but... Ok, well he is also super sweet. Not in the flirtatious kind of way, but his kind
at heart. He honestly isn't much of a flirt at all, but I'll get to that in a minute. Back to
his sweetness. He likes to be nice. He doesn't really have a mean bone in his body,
probably because he broke it already! He tries to be as nice to people as he can without
being annoying. He doesn't speak his mind on his thoughts on people, unless he really
wants to tell them. He's pretty good with compliments though. If he likes something about
you, he sure as h*ll is fonna tell you. He isn't gonna go gay and be like, 'oh em gee! Your
outfit is like so totally awesome!' but he would be like, 'oh, cool shirt. I like it.' and then
end conversation on the shirt. It's pretty easy for him to talk to people actually. Like I
said he's not shy. He won't just randomly approach you or something... He wouldnt do
that ever... S if he does, it's probably ecause he was dared to. Oh, and his thing with
girls, like I said, he won't just go up to you without a reason, and just start talking. He
would be that guy who makes up some super lame excuse to go up and talk to a girl he
actually might be interested in. He'd maybe linger around the girl for awhile, until she
noticed, and then say something, or 'accidentally' bump into her and be like, 'do I know
you from somewhere?' after saying sorry for bumping into them. He won't flirt all that
much at all actually. He doesn't really feel he should flirt too much. He thinks a girl
should like him for him. Not based on the compliments he gives her. All in all...
That's Chord or ya."




"You must know his entire life story right? Please? Can you share it?
We'd like to know what happened in his past.

"Ok well.. He was born.. He lived. And now he's seventeen. That's it.. (long pause) Nah!
Jut kidding. He had a kind of sort of interesting past. Ok, well he, as a kid, was one of
those adventurous types of kids, and was always venturing off somewhere to go find
something new, play games of his own that he made up, or just to be a kid, he'd go do
his own thing. He never had too many friends as a kid, he was much much more shy than
he is now. He was mostly by himself playing as a kid. He used to get lost in the
neighborhood, and people would often bring him home from there. Kind of like a missing
dog. But there wasn't any posters for him. Everyone within five hundred feet any which
way of his house, knew who he was, and where he lived. That's how much he got out of
the house, and then got lost. Oh, I should have mentioned his first little sister who was
born when he was two. Guess what her name is... It's Melody Anne Gibson. Unlike him,
she's a dirty blonde, but they look almost identical otherwise. Well in elemantry school,
he was always like.. He class clown type of kid, same thing as in middle school. He tried
to make class intresting,and did, but was sent to detention quite a bit for disrupting class.
Highschool, which is still not over for him, was actually a pretty good ride. I know it sounds
weird, but he actually really enjoys school. He's actually not to happy about being a senior
because he doesn't wanna leave. He likes having all the freedom, and not needing to care
about anything but friends, and homework. The homework he can do without but... He
loves his friends. And as of ninth grade, he's been in a band with a few friends. His dad,
and now him. His youngest sister was born the year he was in ninth grade, now she's three.
And her name? Lyric Eva Gibson. Of course. Back to his band. The name of the band is
The Empire of The Fallen Stars. They're doing pretty well. And as of that... Nothing much
else has happened in his life.

"Alright, back to you Chord. I must say, a guy like
you had to have some special girl in his life! Tell us about her!"

"Well... Actually right now I'm single. I had a bit of a break up about six
months ago. Girl was no good. Know what I've noticed? A lot of girls want the
guys who won't treat them good. All the good guys are either just dumped,
or just walked over because there a so called better guy out there. Being
used is fun isn't it?! Ok, well. I'm straight. No guys allowed into my
relationshipy kind of thing. Nothing more than friends with a guy. Ever.
Um... A crush, I don't have one of those either. So. Yep. Thats just about it.




"Okay! We're almost done here! Now just tell us what
your interests are, hobbies, dislikes and likes. And even fears."

"Well. Music would have to be my number one thing. I live music.
Eat, sleep breathe, and listen to music is most of what I do. Playing with my band
is part of the whole music thing too. We aren't really looking to get signed or
anything like that. We play free shows, and just hang out in my garage. I have a
transparent cherry red SE-245 PRS guitar that I love so so so much. Amazing sound
on that thing. Oh, and if you couldn't tell already, I like to do very dangerous things
just for thrills. If there is a high possibility that you could get hurt, count me in.
Can you say roller coaster addict?! I'm obsessed with the things. Living a few hours
from six flags, and about a half hour from a pretty good amusement park... Works
to my benefit with those things. Oh things I don't like... Boredom, doing nothing,
boredom, people who don't try and have fun, people who refuse to do anything and
don't try and live their life, and boredom. I think that's self explanatory. Oh, and Im
afraid of dying without finishing my bucket list. And believe me, it's a long bucket list.
I actually have it written out and hanging up on one of the walls in my room."




"Sorry! You aren't done yet! Just tell me a few more things.
Your family. Who are they? And do you have any pets or such?"

"Okay, my family would be me, my mom and dad, and my two little sisters.
My parents are pretty cool to be honest but they act like kids from the eightees... But eh.
And then my little sisters I love them to bits. Melody is like my best friend, but then I
get all of her little friends hitting on me all the time.. That's kind of annoying and
weird at the same time... I don't mind younger girls, and I've dated one in my sisters
grade, but my sisters friend... That's just... Eh. And then Lyric is like my little buddy.
When I'm home she's always by my side, and trying to do what I'm doing. At the
moment shes been trying to use my guitars, so I ended up getting her a little teensy accoustic
one that's her size and trying to get her to do some sort of music. Kinda easy to get musical
stuff since my parents own well... A music store. I can play guitar, drums, violin, cello, a
nd clairanette. Benefits of working there. So so so many benefits. Well musical ones. I love
it. Oh and pets! I have a Rottweiler named Angus. Another musical thing
(Angus Young from AC DC) and a Doberman Pincher named Hendrix. And that's it. Byee!"

The Musician
My favorite guitar---Me being stupid junior year---Yep... I'm cool. My friends SnapBack XD

"Well lets start with the first things we
should know about you. Name, age, birthday,
any nicknames, and where you were born.
And whatever else you would like to throw in."

"Okay, well. My full name would be Kryptonite Robert Cruz.
Kryptonite coz my dad loved superman, Robert because it's my great
grandpas name, and Cruz... Because... Well that's my last name.
Just warning you, please please please don't call me Kryptonite.
I can't stand it... Just call me Krypt and there wont
be any problems. I can see if like.. A teacher or doctor
did that but... If you are trying to know me on a personal
level, call me Krypt. And I guess that covers the nickname thing
too hunh? Ok, well as for my age. I'm 18 years old. Yep!
Two decades I've lived and still I'm not sick of life.
I was born on August 27th 1993. Fod the 90's seem forever ago...
But anyways! I was born technically not in America,
but in he UK where my parents had gone to Europe for a few
months to try and 'see the world' before they died. But I grew
up in the states. In good 'ol New York. If you couldn't tell
that by my accent already, I'm a New Yorker. Can't pronounce
anything normally... You say dog I say dawg, so on
and so forth. Um... So basically... That's what you gotta
know for now. I guess...."




"So Krypt... Why don't you tell us about your features.
Maybe add in any modifications you might have made
to your body over the years? Any scars, or interesting
birthmarks either? Just say whatever you want."

"Okay, well we can start on how I look. Well for starters,
I have jet black hair. Yes, natural black hair. I wouldn't ever think of dying
my hair... Guys shouldn't dye their hair... Like.. Ever. I don't have an
'obsession' with my hair, but I like it to look neat. And my hair is cut like
in the picture of me up there. Oh, I have kinda really pale skin that pretty
much refuses to get tan, so I have given up even trying to get even the
slightest bit tan in the summer. I don't burn, I don't tan. I stay a porcelain
color all year long. My eyes are simple. They are a grey blue color.
Darker or lighter depending on what I'm wearing. Err... I'm a pretty well
built guy.I guess I'm not like, big or anything, but I have muscle. I like
to keep in shape, you know? I'm about 6 feet tall with an added three
inches to that.I'm tall... I know... Ok, as for the body modifications.
I have snakebites. I don't wear them all the time, but I can when
I wanna. I also have a gothicLooking cross on my right forearm,
like on the inside of my arm. Palm side up.I also, on my shoulder blade,
have the Superman logo, with the date my dad
died in script around it. And on my left side ribcage, I have the lyrics
to 'Comfortably Numb' by Pink Floyd. Ha.. That one hurt reallyyy bad.
And scars and birthmarks... I don't have a birthmark, but I have a nine
inch scar going down my back, from.. When I was a kid. Rather not
explain that story to you. And that should be just about it."




"So,how would you describe Krypt. Your his friend.
Tell us what he's like. Nice, mean, weird... What?"

Krypt is a sweet guy who cares about who he loves.
He's a flirty guy and a real sweet talker though. He's calm cool and
collected out in public, and can be his weird, ecentric crazy self if
you can get him with a group of friends. Hes funny when he wants
To be and loves the feeling if making people laugh at things
he says and does. But thats only sometimes. When it comes to a
girl he likes, he will do virtually anthing to keep her safe, and make
her happy. He doesn't like to make a big deal out of himself and
keeps to himself alot. He doesnt want and or need people to know
every detail of whats going on in his life, so why make a big deal
about it? He really hates making mistakes and gets very upset and
uptight about things he does wrong. He on occasions will speak his
mind and open up to certain people he feels comfortable with but
let me remind you, this happening is a rare occasion and your lucky
if he opened up to you. He in general doesn't have too many close
friends because he doesnt trust people easily. And all because
Of his step dad! And his mom for not being there
For him too... He just doesn't have the best of luck with people I
guess.. Anyway! His sweetness to most people around him comes in
Handy, because... With his band, people kind of need to like him.
If people don't like you. No gigs. No gigs means no publicity. And no
Publicity means... No potential professional album. He rarely ever has
anything bad to say about anyone or any thing. If need be, he will
stick up for himself, or someone colse to him. Depending on the
situation, he might stick up for a complete stranger, but.. That
Is inder really bad circumstances. But he will just tell people to back
off if someones getting picked on or somthing... Its kinda hard to say no,
Because if hes even a little bit ticked off... Hes kinda scary. And his really
deep voice adds to the scariness. You know Andy Beirsacks voice from BVB?
Make that even deeper, and you got Krypts voice. You dont really expect him
to have that voice... But.. He has it! And has had it for quite awhile. He's not
afraid of much... Considering what hes had to deal with...and definately not
afraid of people. Suggestion: DON'T MESS WITH HIM. Just don't do it.
He's not gonna think twice about hurting you if you tick him off. A girl
on the other hand.. It takes a lot for him to get mad at a girl.




"You must know his entire life story right? Please? Can you share it?
We'd like to know what happened in his past.

Oh, such a long story... As a young kid, his father went off to serve
a term in the military. Two years into that term, they got a long, letter home in
the mail saying that his father had died in a bombing. This all left his mother in a
state of depression that lasted quite a few years. He didn't understand it at the time
being only six. His mother mourned for years and years and he still didn't comprehend
it, and by the age of eight, he kind of realized, his father was never coming home,
And what actually happened to his dad. He was pretty depressed for awhile for an eight
year old. Now he was the one upset along with his mother. The sadness in the house went
on for quite awhile, and didnt seem to cease until his mom met the worst thing that had
ever happened to their family.When he was about twelve,his mother re-married. The mans
name was Gregory Maxwell Weiss.. Krypt ended up keeping his blood fathers last name since
he was already twelve years into his life. The guy turned out to be an abusive man. He'd get
drunk, get angry at whatever it might have been, then take it out on people. Well, only to
Krypt that was... I guess the guy didnt feel that Krypt had much strength up on him.. And his
mother never even tried to stop it. She didn't want to get in the middle of it, and maybe get
hurt her self. Thats a great thing to do for your kid hunh? Now he's just got a whole bunch of
scars. On his forearms, hes got one going through his eyebrow, and some on his lega, and the
nine inch one on his back. Ya, that was from getting cut by a piece of broken glass.. Ya. Now
we understand why he doesn't trust people easily.. Five years of abuse before he left that house
for good. He never looked back, and isn't planing to ever see that house or anyone in it again.
Now after all those years of abuse, he's been in multiple bands,has Two Days Atoo Late right
now which is dooing really well actually, and is living life to its fullest. Not letting anything
get in his way and doesnt let anything bring him down. Hes making his life the way he wants
it to be at the moment. He's going to keep himself set straight though and has been keeping
himself out of trouble, and is doing pretty well in the real adult world. He's got a job, that pays
pretty well. He's working as a mechanic full time, and then has his band on the side which some
gigs pay really good. So, now everything in his life is A-OK.

"Alright, back to you Krypt. I must say, a guy like
you had to have some special girl in his life! Tell us about her!"

"Well, depressingly, there is no 'special someone' in my life right now. Actually..
There hasn't been a girl in my life for quite a few years now. So yes, I'm single. I've
had a few relationships before in highschool, but... Those were girls using me to
get to a guy who was up higher on the charts than I was.. And as for now, there
isn't a girl I have in mind that I kinda want to get to know better. No girls catching
my eye at the moment. But.. I really wanna find a girl to spend the rest of my life
with... Have kids maybe? Well.. I want kids. I don't know about her. But...
Let's see where life takes me.




"Okay! We're almost done here! Now just tell us what
your interests are, hobbies, dislikes and likes. And even fears."

"Okay.. Well this ones an easy one. I'm interested in
music. I absloutely love it. I'm in a band called Two Days Too Late.
We're a six piece band at the moment. We just got another guitarist.
I'm lead guitar with the guys, and I'm loving every second of it. It's me,
Jason, Alec, Eddie, Matt and Dannie, all in Ed's garage five times a
week practicing, writing more music, and trying to book gigs all of the
time. Ok, well still gonna stick on the music topic. I my iPod is like..
My life. I have a black iPod classic with a week and a half worth of
music on it. I think I have every letter of the alphabet but X and Y...
But ya. I only like rock, and metal... No bubble gum pop, or rap...
Well I listen to Rage against the Machine, and Linkin Park... They rap...
But it's considered rock. Ok, I love Vans shoes. I have like... Seven
different pairs. Oh, and V-Neck shirts and skinny jeans. I think that's
all I own in clothes. Err... Well I don't like cereal... Never liked it,
never will. Oh.. And I tend to drink A LOT of water... Like.. I'd have
to say like... Five or six bottles a day. At least. I completely dispise
anyone who has hurt me in my past.. Which isnt a ton of people..
But they've hurt me. Oh, and I am terrified of heights. Well the
falling down part. And death... Death scares the crap outta me..
Ok. Good. We're done with this. Bye!"




"Sorry! You aren't done yet! Just tell me a few more things.
Your family. Who are they? And do you have any pets or such?"

"Are you kidding me! Uggh... Fine. Well my family. I hate them all.
My mom just.. Eew. She wasn't a mom to me after I turned like... Seven. She
Was just living and breathing in the same house as me. I'm gonna hate saying
this, but my step dad.. I don't even wanna mention him. I'm an only child too so my
Family is easy to explain. Well.. My blood dad would probably be my only family,
But... His time to go came and he's not with me anymore... So. Ya. Oh and my pets!
Haha. I have this hugge dog. His names Phlyxx. I got him from one of the animal
shelters, and didnt have a clue he was gonna be that huge. He's like... The size of a
Smaller horse. Standing all fours, his back comes to my hips. He's a mutt and I have no
Idea what he is. But he's big. But a big mush too.

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