|тнє -я є α l- ωσяld|

[. ѕℰℰιиg . тнιиgѕ .]

« Icy De'Nala ¬

I looked over at the people on the patio. "Err, hi . . . I'm Icy," I said softly. Feeling awkward, I tucked my dagger behind my ear, but kept a hand on the hilt, my neon green eyes studying everyone with my usual sad expression. My face was cold and expressionless, but my body was in a tense position; I was ready to run at full speed or fight if I had to.

{ Gah, Writer's Block . . . }

[grim.]

(Alright. I've got Shay's form all done up and added too. Weeeee! Sorry, got distracted by my cat. Anywho, what's all going on before I get a post put up?)

[Inatae]

(Alright. I've got Shay's form all done up and added too. Weeeee! Sorry, got distracted by my cat. Anywho, what's all going on before I get a post put up?)

(Recap?)

{Just noticed this when I was reading some of the older posts. Taylee and Ariana made a bet, and Taylee won, so now she and Jackson are doing something or other by the beach. Erin's a bit upset and in her room, Robyn and Hayley are in the kitchen, and there's a group on the porch making plans for a night out. Everyone's made it to the house, and the rooms, I think, have been picked. Supper's on the stove/in the fridge, in case you want to eat before getting drunk, which I highly recommend. And I think that's it.}

{Did I miss anything?}

[. ѕℰℰιиg . тнιиgѕ .]

{ You missed literally nothing. }

[RαrєHuskíєs]

| т н є в α ѕ ι c ѕ |

- иαмє : : Todd Blaine Taylor, yes, I know, Taylor is a girl's name, but hey, at least I'd be a sexy girl.
- gєиdєя : : Male, thank you very much. You can check if your not convinced (;
- αgє : : 20 years of age, pleasurably.

| α ρ ρ є α я α и c є |

- нєιgнт - I stand at 6'1, quite tall
- ωєιgнт - 115lbs, not a lot for a guy. All of my excess is my muscle, though. I am pretty toned.
- cloтнιиg ѕтуlє - I like my Cargos, vans, skinnies, etc. That range of things.
- dιѕтιиcтινє fєαтυяєѕ - No, not really.
- вodу мodιfιcαтιoиѕ - I in fact have snakebite piercings, and this tattoo on my back

| ι и - d є ρ т н |

- cяυsн - Well, I crush on most girls, but once I find the right one, my player history will well, be out the window. I know for a fact that I can calm down, I just, sometimes..don't want to.
- тнємє ѕoиg - Not too sure on this one yet xD
- ѕєχυαl oяιєитαтιoи - Totally Straight, I can't roll that way.
- яαиdoм fαcт - On the inside, he's the biggest teddy bear you'll ever meet.
- ρєяѕoиαlιту - Jackson isn't too far away from the bright side. When he was younger, he was always head of the class, etc., but coming to where he is today, he has evolved more into a player than a learner. He has a tendency to break hearts, and not really have a care for others' feelings, but deep down inside, he does, really, truly does, as he is just a bit teddy bear, with a hard outer coating. Once in a while, you will catch him relaxing, but normally, he is always on the go, go, go. He drinks a bit too much for his own good, but thankfully, he doesn't smoke. He knows it will kill him, even though he enjoys getting drunk, and having all his hangovers. Todd has a rather high self esteem, and he knows just how hot he is, and everything he can pull off. Once he knows he has gone too far with the tricks, he may stop and go back to something else more real, but sometimes, he just can't help himself, and often, he takes advantage of way too many girls, it just so happens to be in his blood, he says. He may seem like a sweet guy on some days, but he is really good at pulling tricks, as he has many of them up his sleeve, as he will stop at nothing to get what he wants. He's incredibly smooth, but when he is being really sincere, you can normally tell, as he has a different tone, but when you first meet him, your likely to fall for any one of his tricks, sadly. He can be a wonderful manipulator, and cheater, along with a liar. It will take a truly determined person to fix this one.
- нιѕтoяу - Sadly, this does not pertain to your need-to-know. Bugg off.
- ρєт[ѕ] - I own a wolfbreed cross, named Luther. http://plantphys.info/organismal/lechtm ... olfdog.jpg

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| т н є в α ѕ ι c ѕ |

- иαмє : : Everett Kalua (I happen to have no middle name)
- gєиdєя : : Male, if you haven't noticed.
- αgє : : I am 20.

| α ρ ρ є α я α и c є |

- нєιgнт - 5'11, sadly, I never got that extra inch :l
- ωєιgнт - I weigh 120lbs, all muscle, honey.
- cloтнιиg ѕтуlє - He has the same style as Jackson and Todd
- dιѕтιиcтινє fєαтυяєѕ - He has a semi-long scar running down his left arm, from w motorcycle wreck, accident
- вodу мodιfιcαтιoиѕ - Surprisingly, none. He doesn't even have a piercing.

| ι и - d є ρ т н |

- cяυsн - Well, no, not really.
- тнємє ѕoиg - Haven't found one yet xP
- ѕєχυαl oяιєитαтιoи - Well, I happen to be all the way straight.
- яαиdoм fαcт - He rarely ever says no.
- ρєяѕoиαlιту - Everett is a total sweetheart, total opposite of Todd and Jackson. He hates lying, and well, he hates breaking people hearts, or hurting anothers' feelings. He will always say sorry, but it's rare that he does nothing sorry-worthy. He isn't a player, to mosts satisfaction, but he is quite reserved, and doesn't open up his actual feelings to many. He can party like a rock star, and socialize like a bee, but when it comes to skills in the field of honest feelings, he fails miserably. He hasn't been with anyone for awhile, due to the fact that he is too quiet and deeply infatuated with things. He is in no way full of himself, or too interested in other things to pay you any mind, it's simply, he needs to find someone to trust that he can always trust, someone he will never let go. But on the meantime, he is a hard partier, and a thick drinker, to many's amusement. I guess you could say Everett is knowing of his surroundings, and that he knows what he's doing, what he likes to do, etc. He doesn't mind jerks, as in the past, he used to be one, but after a while, he realized it paid off to be sweet and caring, then a breeder for one night stands, among other things. He just couldn't take that life anymore, it was so wrong.
- нιѕтoяу - You can live without knowing.
- ρєт[ѕ] - Well, I actually have a Golden Eagle.. http://gallery.photo.net/photo/6891928-md.jpg

[intriguing]

~ || Яσвʏи Ɔαƨƨι∂ʏ || ~

♠ Sometimes these cuts are so much deeper then they seem
You'd rather cover up, I'd rather let them be ♠

Robyn wiped her eyes on the cuff of her hoodie, leaving a black smudge on her face. She sniffled and heard the people outside, some of whom were already drunk by the sounds of things. She tried to shake of all the horrible negativity she felt, but right now all that would come off was her make-up. Wiping her face tht was plastered with the stuff she looked a bit more natural now. Despite all the piercings. She was shaking, she told herself it was the cold, but she knew it was the tears. People and animals came in through the kitchen, but no-one seemed to notice her. She preferred it that way. The miserable thoughts slowly slipping from her mind Robyn began to lapse into sleep.

Hayley appeared as soon as she'd opened her eyes. "Oh, um, yeah...I'm fine I guess," she said, snifffing and rubbing her eyes again, but her face was rather pink and blotchy now. It was easy enough to tell she had been crying. She wasn't ashamed of it really, her life had been miserable enough, she might as well let it all out every once in a while. "Robyn," she introduced herself and offered a shivering hand which she had extracted from her hoodie pocket.

((Writer's block))

[YouMeAtTheHorizon]

E R I K

Erik stood against the wall, his old brown jacket slung over his broad muscular shoulders. He ran a hand through his messy dark brown hair and held a beer in his hand. Erik took a quick sip of it then left it on the counter and walked out the door, hoping to find someone to talk to. He literally hated being by his self and was a from a more socialble nature. He tilited his head to the side a bit and glanced quickly around.

(Sorry for short post, on Ipod. Can someone talk to him please?)

[west ,]

(Damien can talk to him :3)

.: d a m ɪ ɛ n h a w t h o r n ɛ :.

Damien woke up, he stared up at the cieling, then out of the window. He hadnt bothered to close the curtains over the closed window. It was dark now. He pulled a shirt over his head and walked out of his room, barefeet padding on the cold floor of the steps leading downstairs. Damien didnt want to get in anybody's way, so he went straight to the kitchen and made himself a sandwich. He sat on the table and ate his sandwich quickly, looking around and getting used to his surroundings more. The boy got out the kitchen after finnishing the sandwich, and hoped he wouldnt wake his dogs or they would come running down the stairs, probably barking loudly like they always did.

[valar morghulis]

{{ Rare :: accepted =] }}

[aberdeen]

Chris looked to Ariana and nodded; he had to agree with the being sober to long part. He wasn't a raging alcholic or anything but lets just say the world seemed like a hell of a nicer place when you where in a drunken haze. "Your right, I haven't seriously drank for like a week. I might die soon." he said playfully straightening up off the pourch railing.  He nodded in agreement when she invited Sean. Sounds like she was planning for a serious party if it would take three of them to carry everthing home. Chris was up for that.

"Lets go then. Do either of you know where the closest store is?" He asked; having not been paying attention on the ride in he had not noticed anything, hopefully there was somthing in short walking distance. He wanted enough time to come home and eat something, sure you get drunk faster on a empty stomach but you would pass out way faster and have one hell of a hangover in the morning and that Chris knew was no fun.