∂αиgєяσυѕ fσєѕ { Love Is Our Weapon<3 αи∂ ѕтαяѕнιρѕ ❤ }

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{{ Ugh. Finee.. I really don't know how to, though. Bleh. XD }}

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{ Wake your character up. And btw, who's a vampire? O.o }

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{{ Kaykay. Um, I guess both of the guys could be one? /shot Gosh. I'm such a doof sometimes.. v.v }}

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{ Mmmkay. I'll go change that to my forms. }

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{{ Kaykay. I'll go start typing the starting post. *Poof* xD }}

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{ Mmmkay I'll go blast my music until then. Then I'll answer, then bed. :3 }

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Dillon

As the sunlight flooded through her curtains, Dillon groaned, flipping over on her bed and trying to go back to sleep. Why did it have to be morning? She was having the best dream. "Dillon! Get up!", her mother called to her. Another groan escaped Dillon's lips as she pulled her pillow over her head. She was laying akwardly across her bed, the blankets tangled and twisted around her body. Her hair was all over the place, and she had a small line of drool coming from the corner of her mouth. Her mother called her name once more, and that made Dillon DIY up, crossing her arms in defeat. "I'm up, mama! Leave me the hell alone!", she yelled to her mother, kicking and squirming to get out of the blankets and covers. Sighing, she shuffled into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

James

James had experienced another sleepless night, and he was wandering down the almost vacant streets. His hands were stuffed in the pockets of his black skinny jeans, and he was kicking a few rocks aside as he walked. After each step, the chain around his neck would make a swishing noise as it bounced. He was slightly thirsty, due to the fact that he fed a few days ago. His eyes were emotionless and blank, showing that he was thirsty, and bored. After a few blocks, he sat down on a nearby bench, rubbing his face for a moment.

{{ I swear this is the shortest post in the whole freakibg universe. *sigh* Sorry. XC }}

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{ Nawt even. :3 }

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Emily woke up from the sounds of birds singing. Once again, she forgot to close her window. She growled and reached her arm up to the window and slammed the window shut. She then sat up on her bed. Emmie felt no motivation today; she felt lonely like always, and just wanted to sleep and never wake up. Why wouldn't it just happen, anyways? Why did she HAVE to go to school, when there wasn't any point? Not like she would go to college or anything. Emily then got up from her bed and stood up. She looked at herself in the mirror. Just full of faults. Ugly skin, ugly eyes, ugly nose, ugly hair.. The list could go on. She knew it wasn't that bad; but for some reason, she felt like she had to put herself down. Like she had to abuse herself mentally. Perhaps because there was no one there for her? She walked over to the bathroom and grabbed a comb. She brushed her hair with it.

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Anthony turned off the television. So boring. He blinked a couple of times before realizing he was thirsty. But then, that'd mean killing another human. He hated killing things. Especially if those 'things' were innocent. Oh well, it was life. He stood up from the couch and walked over to his dinner table, debating where his 'victim' should be killed at. He had to be careful, especially with the technology of the mortals and everything. Every time they meet a corpse that Ant drank from, they say it's an 'animal' that killed it. They know it's something else, but they're too stubborn to believe it. It made him laugh. So stupid.

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{{ I will post, I promise! XD I don't have that much muse at the moment. :3 }}

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{ It's fine but I gotta go to bed real soon. Tomorrow will be a stressful day. ;A; }