ｔｈｅ ｍａｓｑｕｅｒａｄｅ / No longer accepting.

[wicked;]

Ｊ．Ｊ Ｓ Ｕ Ｍ Ｍ Ｅ Ｒ Ｓ

Age; Seventeen
Gender; Male
Status; Single
Mood; Interested (;
Location; Kitchen

J.J listened carefully, taking in each and every one of her words. He found it quite surprising how happy and positive this girl was; she was the anchor. She died, but didn't. She just felt the pain. Whoever created all of them, their only purpose for her was to feel pain. "So, what happens when you take off your mask?" J.J asked. The question had been running through his mind for quite a while. Actually, ever since that other guy died because he took his off. Was she as vulnerable as them, or did she survive?

Suddenly, a deep, sexy, and raspy voice spoke from the kitchen entrance. It clearly came from a male, which instantly caught J.J's attention. He turned towards the voice, only to find one of the tallest guys he had ever seen in his entire life. He was literally almost a foot taller than J.J himself. J.J growled as if he was a wolf and this guy was a coyote, and he wanted this guy for dinner. Actually, he would take any hot guy for dinner. Is that bad? Yeah? Okay.

"No," J.J spoke, not realizing that he had actually tried to make his voice sound a little deeper. It was probably his instinct trying to be attractive. "You weren't interrupting anything at all." J.J paused, then continued. "Do you have abs? Because, you look like you have abs." The cig that hung in his mouth was an even further turn on for J.J.

[himchan]

{{I laughed omg}}

Mood; Annoyed
With; JJ and Cammie
Crush; ha no
Wearing; Pierce the veil shirt,black hoodie,
black jeans, red vans,black beanie and his mask

V i c t o r E d w a r d T y l e r s ;; 19 ;; Single

Victor raised a brow,crackling his knuckles with just a push of his thumb.He took another drag of the cigarette,a scrawl faintly appearing on his face. The boy was short, though everyone was compared to him. He seemed sweet, and Victor couldn't stand sweet people. They always made his mad. "Probably. But most likely hidden under all my tattoos."He answered,his voice now seeming more cold. Victor was littered in tattoos, every chance he got, he would get a new one. The least he had was around thirty-six on just one arm, and thirty-two on the other. He was inked. He leaned against the frame of the door,rolling his eyes. The boy's attempt to catch his interest failed miserably. Victor was never impressed. He lost very much all those types of feelings during his times in jail. Now, he was either always mad,dark or mysterious."If you're just going to try to act 'cool' around me, you have no luck."He added,this time his voice was harsh and ice cold. He didn't care if he hurt peoples feelings. He just didn't care anymore.

[nymphadora.]

I looked at Victor. "Can you please take that cigarette out of your mouth?" I said coughing and sputtering. I felt everything physical they all felt, kisses, hugs, cigarettes in their mouths, I just hoped none of them tried out s*x that would not be fun for me. I looked at him with a smile though I was dead serious and continued coughing. "Please stop smoking. I can feel that cigarette in my own mouth!" I said nicely looking at him firmly. I might be shorter but I wasn't backing down anytime soon. I wasn't going to deal with this. I coughed again and I felt faint and I would rather not enter the dreams of the multiple deaths I had experienced. I sighed leaning on the table. "Do you have no heart?" I asked slightly angry and worried now. I was still smiling but not as wide because this was just to much. I decided it might be best to just take the mask off and burn, let someone else become the d*mned anchor. I didn't want this job no more. I sighed reaching up and putting my hands above the mask on my temple, I had a terrible headache at the moment and it was probably the foul smell and feel of the cigarette in my mouth, it wasn't there but I could feel it.

[broken*]

xxxxxxxxxx~Danielle Alyssa Heart~

Where; House
With; No One
Feeling; Concentrated
Doing; Gymnastics

xxxxxxxxxxThe beautiful blonde girl was wearing a casual, comfortable outfit at the moment. She was wearing a pair of short black yoga shorts that hugged her curves nicely, as well as a form-fitting blue tank top. She was barefoot, for she was inside the house, as well as currently doing some physical work, where shoes would be a hassle. She had made sure that a special gymnastics room was 'created' per say, in one of the empty rooms of the house, when they all had to move in with each other. She would have gone completely insane without it, for it was one of the things that kept her calm or busy. Of course, when she was spinning around the bar, she hit her mask on it slightly, and caused her to let out a loud shriek, losing her grip and slipping, hitting the mats below with a loud thump. "Are you kidding me? This stupid, bloody mask, always getting in the way.." She thought to herself as she heaved back up, brushing off her hands.

[nymphadora.]

I screamed as part of my face burned and I gripped the table my leg having a small piercing pain in it. I was gasping for breath by the time all of the pain subsided and I was still coughing from Victor and his d*mn smoking. "I think someone might have d-died or something. My face is burning." I said through stinging tears and quite a bit of pain. It always seemed to have the worst pain effect on me which sucked. I could handle verbal bulling and bullying in general but this was just insanity and I was actually wanting to die now. I held the side of my face under the mask though part of the burn could be seen on my cheek and a few tears flooded out of my eyes.

[broken*]

{ Not to be a mini mod or anything, which I am not but I don't see your name on the list of characters. You might want to PM acoustic. Before posting. I am not sure you are apart of this Roleplay so I would PM acoustic. }

{{I am on the list, I don't know what you're talking about.}}

[himchan]

Mood; Annoyed
With; JJ and Cammie
Crush; ha no
Wearing; Pierce the veil shirt,black hoodie,
black jeans, red vans,black beanie and his mask

V i c t o r E d w a r d T y l e r s ;; 19 ;; Single

"Yeah,no."Victor said,snorting.He had lost all sympathy for people. If he hurt them, that was their issue. He was completely changed since he left prison. He was cold,rude,and uncaring. He took another long drag of his cigarette,blowing the smoke out in front of him, teasing the girl. Victor found it amusing how the girl thought he would take orders from her. Until they grew close, would then Victor care.He flicked a few ashes off,tucking on hand into the hoodie's pocket, while the other held his item.

[nymphadora.]

I winced closing my eyes and gasping. "Please stop it Victor." I said slightly desperate sounding. This was hurting me and I could feel my own lungs flaring and my eyes were watering not with tears but with the foul smell. I stood up looking at him and reached for the cigar. I jumped trying to grab it. I was much shorter then him which sucked quite a bit. I sighed angrily and tried using magic to blow it up. It began fizzling and then it crumpled into ashes. I let out a sigh and took in the fresh air.

[himchan]

Mood; Mad
With; JJ and Cammie
Crush; ha no
Wearing; Pierce the veil shirt,black hoodie,
black jeans, red vans,black beanie and his mask

V i c t o r E d w a r d T y l e r s ;; 19 ;; Single

Victor's lip twitched into a deep frown, a growl exploding from him."Why don't we have some fun,yeah?"He said dryly, moving towards one of the drawers and grabbing a knife.He dragged it across the counter,raising a brow."You see, you don't tell me what to do. You don't touch thing's that are mine. And you certainly don't anger me."He said lowly,running his fingers across the blade before chuckling."Now, you either suck it up, or we have a little chat."He added,his eyes darkening. Victor didn't play around at all. He didn't care if it bothered her, you get used to the smell and feeling. And he was dead serious.

[nymphadora.]

I still had a small sweet smile on my face. "I didn't touch your stuff and you can't hurt me if you tried." I told him. My gray eyes scanned him and I sighed looking up at him but then my attention drew to the knife in his hand slightly worried of the outcome of that thing. "I dare you to rip my mask off and put me out of my misery if you don't like me destroying your cigarettes because....Your mouth is mine, your body is mine and your pain is mine and its always 100% worse for me so please stop." I told him calmly and strongly.