ｓｈｅ ｗｉｌｌ ｂｅ ｌｏｖｅｄ || closed.

[Affliction]

Still working on my male }

[pumpkin.]

{ okay, Brit and gorgie. }
{ sorry, sparrow. I think we have a lot more people than needed as it is XD }

[float away.]

((Its all good, I'm late to party. xD Have fun guys. ))

[Brittle]

all my cherries are done! except I might add something too aaron...

[pumpkin.]

{ --squeals-- aaron, you're like a male version of me! c: }
{ okay, just waiting for a few more people to finish. }

{ I finished Easton, now I'm just finishing kyle. }

[Brittle]

cool^^

[ friendly bump ]

[abandoned.]

(( have my coded forms up. add info tomorrow, but i pmed the basics to pumpkin: viewtopic.php?f=64&t=1935144&p=60365346#p60365346 ))

[pumpkin.]

{ I'll add you tomorrow, I'm on my phone. }
{ we can start now, guys. }
{ my characters are going to be going to Starbucks or downtown, but you guys can do whatever. }

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[Brittle]

ＭＡＲＩＬＹＮ ＦＡＬＯＮＥ
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
❝ｉ'ｍ ｓｅｌｆｉｓｈ， ｉｍｐａｔｉｅｎｔ，
ａｎｄ ａ ｌｉｔｔｌｅ ｉｎｓｅｃｕｒｅ．
ｉ ｍａｋｅ ｍｉｓｔａｋｅｓ， ｉ'ｍ
ｏｕｔ ｏｆ ｃｏｎｔｒｏｌ
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age ;; seventeen
family ;; aaron
tagged ;; anyone c:
traits ;; always cheerful, partier, funny.
sometimes is a little too forward,
doesn't know when too stop, talkative.
stereotype ;; the partier
crush ;; archie & sammy c:
disorders ;; cutting, past anorexia,
minor anxiety.
friends ;; pm me too be her bestie <3
enemies ;; none
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ａｎｄ ａｔ ｔｉｍｅｓ ｈａｒｄ
ｔｏ ｈａｎｄｌｅ．ｂｕｔ ｉｆ ｙｏｕ
ｃａｎ'ｔ ｈａｎｄｌｅ ｍｅ ａｔ
ｍｙ ｗｏｒｓｔ， ｔｈｅｎ ｙｏｕ
ｓｕｒｅ ａｓ ｈｅｌｌ ｄｏｎ'ｔ
ｄｅｓｅｒｖｅ ｍｅ ａｔ ｍｙ ｂｅｓｔ． . ❞

"I have so much wb right now.. I might die... Maybe reply tomorrow..."

[pumpkin.]

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"If you read my mind, you'd be in tears."
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ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ → downtown
ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ → tranquil, content
ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ → pm me if wanted
ｆａｍｉｌｙ → adam
ｃｒｕｓｈ → romeo
ｔａｇｇｅｄ → no one

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She was fifteen years old. It was the transition between second and third period; she was supposed to be making her way to study hall. Her pale blonde hair was in an entanglement of curls, the loose ends that had slipped from her careless ponytail cascading over her shoulders and her aggravatingly long bangs covering her eyes to create a mask. The heavyweight books she had so carefully piled into an even stack were then scattered aimlessly across the unwelcoming tile floors, the seams of the torn pages slowly beginning to tear. Easton wasn't too far away from where the books lay, her agile yet athletic frame nestled protectively into the corner of the school hallway. "Come on, East," one of the older females taunted. "Too scared to take your arms off of your head?" The small shape of the blonde-haired girl remained where it was on the ground, a light trembling gradually taking control of her body. Yet, what the upperclassmen didn't realize was that it wasn't the usual fear that was causing her to shake like a leaf-- it was anger; and it was beginning to boil and rise in her gut. What was this? She'd never felt this emotion before... she'd never felt... confidence. Confidence in her outrage. But she had no time to react on that emotion, for the toe of a rosemary-pink Converse shoe had launched itself towards her, and in a few excruciating moments it had shoved itself into her stomach. The drive and adrenaline she had previously experienced seemed to evaporate into thin air once the two other girls joined in, their multi-colored, expensive shoes wedging themselves in any area of Easton's body they could find. By the time the upperclassmen had finished and sauntered off, the blonde haired girl was seeing stars, and her head was throbbing with a renewed pain that she'd made an attempt to bury only the other day. As blood dribbled down her nose and flowed down the decline of her face, Easton was sure of one thing; she had felt something that day. Something she could use to her advantage against the people that had been torturing her for so many days. She'd found a way to escape.

Squeak, crack, thump! Easton was awoken from her reoccurring nightmare in one of the most painful, surprising ways possible. Her body had apparently been restless during her slumber, and she'd rolled towards the side of her mattress. Without warning, the uneven side of her body had tilted over more than needed, and she'd done a complete package; her hand had flailed up as if by reflex, like a cat flips when it's falling, and she'd ended up slamming her hand against the alarm clock. Thus, the cracking noise. The thump was the clarification that she wasn't dreaming, and that even if her adoptive family wasn't awake yet, they would be once the crashing noise registered. Springing up from where she was lying uselessly on the hardwood floor, the girl groaned in an unpleasant mixture of pain and aggravation. Well... that had been a pleasant wake up call. Definitely five-star worthy. Muttering something under her breath about how they should've installed carpet, she scrambled over to her minuscule dresser-- she'd never been a shopper-- and threw on the quickest thing she could find. A blood red beanie to cover up the tangles on top of her head, a white, loose-fitting shirt, and a light gray cardigan; we can't forget the equally dark red skinny jeans and black converse. Before her adoptive brother could come in the room and hell at her for interrupting what she liked to call his "beauty sleep", Easton was out the front door of their small, one-floored home; too bad she didn't know Adam was already up and out. That didn't matter, though, as she began her fast-paced walk towards downtown.