( ★ ▬▬ wild things. )

[cheesewedge]

★ female ★ 17 ★ tagged; n/a ★ where; bedroom ★

kimberlyn woke up, annoyed and confused. she had had another one of those sad little dreams of hers, where she fantized about a normal life... and other things. she stared around her bedroom, still getting use to her surroundings. it was to early to wake up. she rolls out of bed, already exhausted. another horrible bloody day. she thinks as she stumbles out of the room and into the nearest bathroom, beginning to brush her teeth. she really hated this body guard thing. side when had she needed guarding? oh yes, when some crazy werewolf went lose and began hunting people down. at first, she hadn't really digested the fact that werewolves existed. sure, she had read the books, watched the movies, had daydreams where something like this happened, but she never had wanted all of it to be real. it was incredibly annoying. she couldn't do anything alone. she combs through her hair, ignoring the tiny twinge of pain every time she hit a tangle. she completely skips over makeup, she never had really like it, and usually only put it on for special occasions, like a wedding. she changes quickly, choosing a baby blue tee shirt, a pair of long jeans, and tying her hair up into a ponytail. she quietly opens the bathroom door and walks down the hallway silently, more than ready for breakfast. school was going to be tough, and she couldn't get through the day without bacon.

[Mufa]

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jake hexton
nickname; hex
male
eighteen
protects; alexis
tagged; vance

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as wonderful as mornings were, jake hated them to no end. the sun creeping upon his sealed eyes annoyed him. all he wanted was peace, quiet, and darkness in the mornings. there were no exceptions. the only extra problem was that on this morning, he would have to get ready for school. jake blinked his eyes open as he listened to his door creak closed. he remained stationary in his bed for a few moments before twisting his head to look behind himself. he grinned at the sight of vance still sleeping. at least some joy would come from the terrible morning. hex turned his entire body over so he was completely facing his room mate. the grin on his face never disappeared as he lifted his body into a sit. he reached his hands out and gently rested them on vans side. with a simple push, jake shoved his roommate with such force, he expected him to fall off his bed. even though he was unsure if he succeeded or not, hex fell backwards laughing.

jake didn't bother to keep his voice down at this point. he expected everyone in the house to be awake anyways. it was time to eat breakfast. his laughing took a good thirty seconds to die down to nothing. he could almost swear a few tears fell from his eyes from laughing that hard. jake looked over at vance as his smile slowly faded. “I hope you're up now. let's go get some breakfast,” he laughed at vans. quickly he jumped to his feet and jogged to the bathroom. he scrubbed his face roughly with a wet cloth as he checked his teeth. hex exited the bathroom for a mer moment to grab his clothes for the day. he returned to the bathroom with no hesitation and put on his wardrobe. he emerged from the room and walked into the hallway. he made his way towards the kitchen, his mind wondering if alexis was awake yet. jake shrugged the thoughts away as he approached the gathered people in the kitchen.

[OutFoxed]

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Vance Noble
Vans
18
Annie
#Jakemustdie

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With nothing but sleep filling his head, and a pillow flopped over his eyes to keep the morning at bay, Vans was enjoying a very nice dream. That is was until some jerkface got full of himself way too early in the morning. It was usual for Vans to receive retaliation on a daily occurrence by some member of the house he'd managed to piss off - a talent too easy to ignore. Jake's underwear had accidentally turned bright pink in the wash the previous day so this attack wasn't too unprecedented.

Imagine slipping out of unconscious thought to conscious awakening due to a simple change in touch. No matter how feather light or carefully placed - the touch is still the key moment in the transition from dead-to-the-world to awareness. Next, the violent act. The Shove. With Vans limp sleeping body being such an easy target, pushing him off the bed was no extravagant ordeal. Mind you, he is a werewolf. Quick reflexes and all. He also sleeps in the nude half the time - shifting is such a drawback.

A howl of outrage and surprise growled from Van's snarled lips from his crouched position on the floor. Jake was already laughing his rear off. "Wasn't even that good.", the other teen muttered under his breath as he gathered a blanket about him. Now the 'threat' had passed, he could feel the skin over his neck and along his spine relax; the indescribable tingling that itched at his fingers and toes, racing waves of ice and fire traversing his veins, the need to shift bone and skin - to take a new form- had receded.

The mention of breakfast didn't even faze him. A last look of dislike stabbed at Hex's back from Vans' disappearing dark eyes as he crawled back under a mound of blankets and stuck his head under a pillow. A few more hours of uninterrupted sleep versus social hour between 'guardians' and the 'helpless'; the judgement was easily weighed out for the Omega. Even food couldn't tip the scale much. He also didn't happen to go to sleep until late into the night. Some... project, had kept his attention. Just, ah, don't touch the eggs.

[anomaly.]

-- sorry this isn't pretty, I'm on mobile.

colton
my nights usually have long fitful nightmares, where I wake up in a sweat. last night I decided to try something else, sleeping in my wolf form. kirk did it all the time, maybe it was because our room was cold, or maybe it was because sleeping as a human made us feel vulnerable. no matter what his choice was, it seemed to help me when I decided to sleep as a wolf as well. the night was less fitful, the dreams were controlled by my wolf self conscious, so naturally I was hunting deer and chasing rabbits. it was quite pleasant to not be woken up drenched and because of horrible nightmares.

I finally opened my eyes only to catch kirk walk out.
I lift my heavy fur covered body from the floor. school was today, guess I had to change and get ready. I wait for kirk to leave the room. I let the shift come over me like a wave of cool water. I began to think human, what things look from a human perspective. School was a human thing, I recalled what it was like to go to school. I reopen my eyes to see I was human again, but naked like always when we change. I look around and grab a pair of boxers, I slip them on and then jeans. I find a white shirt and leave the room. I walk downstairs to smell the sizzling of dead animal flesh, one of my favourite smells. a smile creeps onto my face but I linger in the corner pulling my shirt into the right position and then slide it over my head. I glance at kirk.
kim still in her room? I question softly. then I use my common sense, if she wasn't downstairs she was in her room. I move back up the stairs and down the hall to Kim's room. I knock softly.
kim, its me. just want to see if you slept okay. also there is bacon downstairs. I almost whisper. to be honest the girl kind of frightened me. she was so fierce.

[cheesewedge]

★ female ★ 17 ★ tagged; colton through door ★ where; bedroom ★

kimberlyn had been sulking at the wall when colton knocked. she opens it, frowning. "i slept perfectly fine, thank you very much." she said, her mind already focused on something else. like she would tell him how she had slept. the fabulous smell of bacon wafts up and enters her sense of smell. her day suddenly seemed a little bit brighter. "bacon." she mutters, already marching past him, in the direction of the kitchen. she was ready to savor the crunchy goodness of the best breakfast food in the world. her stomach was already beginning to growl a little. she arrives, avoiding eye contact with everyone. she throws one or two slices of bacon into her plate, and dumps cheerios and milk into another bowl, taking a seat on the couch. so what, her breakfast foods clashed? it didn't matter. all that mattered was the taste. she decides to eat her cereal first, the bacon could wait. it was to hot to eat without burning your tongue anyways. she chew thoughtfully, wondering about how this day would go. probably bad. she didn't have many friends, which wasn't a surprise with her anti-social behavior.

[sky dancer.]

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ｋｉｒｋ ｃａｍｅｒｏｎ
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ｎｉｃｋｎａｍｅ ;; kk, kik,
he hates those though.
ａｇｅ ;; nineteen
ｐｒｏｔｅｃｔｓ;; quinn
ｌｏｖｅ ｌｉｆｅ ;; none
ｔａｇｓ ;; quinn
ｍｏｏｄ;; tired
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kirk locked his phone screen looking up at the girl, "morning, you sleep well?" he spoke looking to the girl and taking a bite of the cereal, listening to her questions, "no. I'm not excited for school, but I slept great." he spoke with a small smirk and chuckle, he looked to her while setting down his phone, he finished off his cereal and sighed softly. he looked at the milk in the bowl, then to Quinn, he narrowed his eyes on the bowl then bit his lip softly, wondering whether to pick the bowl up and drink the milk, slowly he picked it up and began to chug the milk that was left in the bowl, he set it down not even noticing he had a milk mustache, if he did, Quinn would probally say something, he looked up as he realized every one else waking up, "mornin' y'all!" he exclaimed with a soft smile.

[peachy keen-]

★ ▬▬ A N N I E E V A N S
"the clumsy" // protected by vance noble
kitchen // embarrassed

Annie woke up with a tail in her face. She screeched, shoving the thing from her face. It felt soft and ... furry ... oh great. She had just committed animal abuse to her cat. Annie sat up quickly, her head spinning. She clicked her tongue at the fluffy, honey colored kitten, [hence her name, Honey], who's neck fur was stuck up. “Come here, Honey. I'm sorry I hit you. You just scared me,” she cooed soothingly. Eventually, after much persuasion, the kitten begrudgingly wobbled over to its owner, unstable on its stubby feet. Annie smothered the kitten in her arms, petting its head, earning a long, warm purr from Honey. She then sat the kitten on the floor, tossing her fluffy green comforter off of herself, getting up and standing unsteadily. “Okay, guess it's time to get up,” she mumbled under her breath, considering just crawling to the bathroom, since her legs ached, but she might look odd if someone decided to check up on her, so she decided she'd walk today.

Annie grabbed her shampoo and conditioner off of her old but beautiful oak dresser, a turquoise tank top and white shorts and made her way to the bathroom, taking a quick, cold shower and forcing a comb through her tangled brown hair, pinning it up into a messy-bun, a few curled wisps of brown hair hanging around her face. Annie liked her hair down, but she decided to put it up today. She then swung open the door and walked to the kitchen for breakfast, her mouth creased into a frown and. She wasn't angry - it was just her ‘this is me’ face. As she entered the kitchen, a voice reached her ears. Sounded like Kirk’s, and he was saying good morning to everyone. Just then, as she was distracted, she ran straight into one of the chairs, stumbling over it and knocking it, and herself over. “Oh man! Ouch!” she exclaimed, picking herself up hastily and brushing herself off. Annie was beyond embarrassed, but she went on to get her breakfast, serving herself some eggs and cereal. She didn’t like bacon.

[soshi]

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★ ▬▬ seventeen. ★ ▬▬ place // kitchen. ★ ▬▬ mood // tired.

alexis heard the sound of doors closing and chattering voices. "could it get any louder?" Her voice simply softened, annoyed for the fact that she had obviously been the last person to wake up. Trembling thoughts appeared through her mind, she was disappointed about the way life had been for her now, just completely terrifying. Getting used to being around werewolf's was going to be a somewhat challenging for her, especially since she had been awfully afraid of things very easily. While still sitting up in bed, deeply into thought, alexis hoped out of bed, even if she was either craving for food or not, she still had to get somewhat ready. She walked into the bathroom while fiddling her fingers through the stands of messy hair she was left with. She started to comb her knotted hair, leaving it down on she was finished, she was exhausted from staying up pretty late last night, wanting to fall back to sleep was something she had hoped for, but staying awake was her only priority right now. She quickly changed into a black tank top and jean shorts, looking at the small bruise revealed on her arm, she probably got the bruise a while ago, somehow. While walking out of the dim bathroom, she made her way to the kitchen, not making any eye contact at all, her shyness had been appearing all over again. Not wanting to explain why she had woken up so late, alexis poured some cereal in a bowl, her mind still flickering with thoughts, she finished pouring the milk in and began to sit down, it seemed very quiet, like she just killed the life in the room, yet it was fine just minutes ago. She slowly slumped down in her chair, quietly sighing, but still not giving a word.

- - sorry for not posting earlier, I've been really busy over the last couple of days, but finally I can post, I was so excited for this Roleplay c: ;;

[Mufa]

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jake hexton
nickname; hex
male
eighteen
protects; alexis

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jake, after entering the kitchen, walked towards the cooked food. he examined the eggs and bacon closely before grabbing a large plate in his left hand. with the fork in his right, he piled two eggs and five pieces of bacon on to his plate. in his mind, he didn't doubt that he could probably return for more later. jake turned around to lay his eyes upon kirk. he raised an eye brow with minimal humour when he saw the milk-stache on the alphas face. without speaking a single word, he headed towards the table and took a seat on the end. hex started to cut into his first egg when annie caught his view. he watched as she walked in. when she took a tumble with the chair she had run into, he bit back a laugh. jake decided not to bother himself with her fall because he assumed vans would come to the rescue.

his eyes glanced back down at the egg. a shrug lifted off his shoulders as he set down the fork and reached over to pick up a piece of bacon. he shoved the strip of pig into his mouth and chewed quietly. the savoury taste of meat always fed his hunger more than anything else, especially raw meat. but he never ate that anymore, it was too 'improper'. jake put yet another piece into his mouth as alexis walked in. he looked up at her, his eyes following her as she moved. as she grabbed her cereal, he averted his eyes and looked back down at his own plate. he could hear her taking a seat somewhere else on the table. after he swallowed the bacon, he once again he looked up, a small smile on his lips. “morning,” he hummed to the one he was bound to protect.

[captain,]

ｑｕｉｎｎ ♕ ｂｒｙｃｅxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
➸ eighteen years oldxxxxxprotected by kirkxxxxxsinglexxxxxgoes by quinnxxxxxwith basically everyone

quinn watched as kirk slurped is milk out of his cereal bowl, sucking her lower lip in between her teeth as he pulled the bowl away to reveal a milk mustache. she hesitated, not sure whether or not she should point it out to him. if she did he couldn't possibly get angry. she was doing it to help him. it would be better than letting him make a fool of himself by walking around with milk on his upper lip. it would make him look like such a child. keeping her voice low, so the other might not have the chance to give him a hard time she leaned forward. "uh kirk, you have a little something," she whispered to him. as she spoke she motioned to her own upper lip so he'd understand what she was trying to tell him.

she smiled and nodded to the others as they slowly entered the kitchen one by one. at first she had been quite uncomfortable with the idea of living with seven other people. especially when four of them were werewolves who duty was to protect each one of them. if she wasn't such a trusting person she would have believed them to be high and laughed in their faces. of course she didn't. instead she trusted that they weren't pulling her leg, and was quite shocked still when she found out they spoke the truth. it didn't hurt that kirk was extremely attractive even if he could be intimidating sometimes. sadly though, he always seemed to put distance between them when they start to form a friendship. it was like he feared actually having anything to do with her besides keeping her alive.