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Post by emmalinewilliamson on Jan 10, 2011 14:29:11 GMT -5
“This was just what I needed.” Emmaline squealed as she ran towards the playground with open arms. Her bike sat resting against one of the trees while she stumbled like an eager child towards the prize she had sought. Her parents had called her again, demanding that she tell them what career she was going to take and what colleges she was applying to. “We are not sending you to that school so you can gallivant around and goof off. You have to follow our footsteps or we won’t help you.” Reality always had its little way of reminding her that life sucked a little bit more than she wanted it to. Her parents were going to force her to be a doctor because they saw it as a successful career path. Screw that. Emmaline wanted to be an artist, but if she told them that, they would take her out of the school and force her into some private school that would monitor her for them.
“Life needs to stop sucking.” Emmaline said before plopping down on one of the swings. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and tried to picture her own reality. “Just think of something different. Think of something nice, Em.” When she opened her eyes, she saw a part of her world reflected onto the playground. In a flash, though, the image was gone. “Shit.” There was just too much stuff on her mind at the moment that she couldn't even put herself in her own world. "I need to bug people or something. This isn't helping my mood."
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Post by catsgrin on Jan 10, 2011 14:41:07 GMT -5
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Charley hummed softly as she strolled through the park happily. It was a clear day for once,and her aunt had sent over patterns for new projects.
She was coming up to the child's playset,it was an off hour for children so she should be left alone for a while.
Charley blinked in suprise when she saw another girl sitting on the swings.
Twirling the parasol she held slightly she walked over,smiling softly.
"Hello"She said cheerfully
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Post by Bear Keeni on Jan 10, 2011 14:56:20 GMT -5
 Fucking hell, is there anything to do around here? Forget homework or anything like that; that stuff was for those who had nothing in life to do. I'm surprised I've survived three and a half long years here. There had been few accounts of students disappearing in that span of years, and can you guess why? No, you can't, so shut up. Unless you want to be eaten alive in your sleep, you better keep your mouth shut. Shoving my hands in my pockets, I meandered down across the lawns with the intentions of doing something devious. There were a lot of lone people wandering about, but none took to my liking. They were all either doing their homework or listening to music, talking on the phone at the same time. Very easy targets, but what's the fun in that? I shrugged it off and continued on, eventually reaching the play set where the children of the teachers played. Frequently I've thought about kidnapping one of the little runts and killing them to eat (it'd be quite a show to see how the teacher would react), but they always traveled in packs; it was nearly impossible to get a kid by them self. Believe me, I've tried. But instead, there were two girls over by the swing set. Neither of them were bad looking, either. Heh, maybe today was just my lucky day. A smirk crossed my face as I strode over to the two, towering above them both like a calm predator which I was, really. "Evening, ladies." I said in an even tone, my dark eyes sizing up each of them. Pft, I could take on both of them at the same time.
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Post by emmalinewilliamson on Jan 10, 2011 16:46:14 GMT -5
Emmaline hated being depressed. She really did. Her parents were usually to blame for her current depressive state, as usual. Why were they so serious? Knowing her luck in life, she would be stuck as a boring old doctor working about twenty eigh hours a day, even though there were only twenty four and never have a life. She had learned from her parents that participating in the medical field ment spending most of their time caring for other people except for their children. If she ever had kids, she didn't want that type of lifestyle for them. She wanted them to be happy and spend as much time as they wanted with her. "Ewww! Now I am getting too serious." Taking her hands, she smacked her cheeks lightly to get her focus off the negative. It never did anyone good to be negative.
Her eyes widened when she saw the girl standing in front of her; her mind finally focused enough to register her surroundings. The girl looked like someone from her school; the strange but pretty clothing looked sort of familiar. "Hi. I like your clothing. They're pretty." Emmaline popped off of the swing to look at them more closely, very engaged in observing the details of the clothes while she contemplated how she could use the ideas growing in her head for her artwork. Her head tilted up when she heard more footsteps and almost found herself gasping when she saw the tall guy standing in front of them. "Oooo! You are very tall!"
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Post by catsgrin on Jan 10, 2011 16:59:43 GMT -5
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Charley laughed softly when Emmaline popped upwards to lean in close to her clothing.
"Thank you,I make it myself"She said,tilting her head to the side,letting the braid she had pulled her white hair into fall off her shoulder.
When a second,deeper voice spoke up behind them she tightened her grip on her parasol before turning to face him.
Charley looked upwards to look him in the eyes,even in heels he was far taller than her.
"Hello"
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Post by Bear Keeni on Jan 10, 2011 21:15:47 GMT -5
What the hell was this girl talking about? Of course I was taller than her! Why else would I be standing a good foot above her head? And the other girl -- she was dressed weird. But clothes didn't matter; all that counted was what was underneath. I bet she looked pretty damn good...
"Hello yourself." My voice was a little gruffer than I had anticipated, but it didn't bother me. I eyed her up and down before looking back at the other girl. "So what're you two up to this evening?"
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Post by emmalinewilliamson on Jan 10, 2011 21:22:40 GMT -5
Emmaline couldn't help but stare up at this guy in awe. There was something about him that was striking a muse in her that made her want to kidnap him and place him down in the corner just to sketch him. He had a very interesting face. And the imposing, frightening aura that he had? Completely fabulous. Based off of her research on mythologies, he reminded her of either Ares, the Greek God of War, or Hades, the God of the Underworld. "You look really interesting." Emmaline stated rather bluntly before she made her way over to her bike to grab her sketchpad and a pencil. When she came back, she looked up at him and gave him a serene smile. "I wasn't really planning anything until you came. Do you mind if I sketch you? You look really, what's a word that would sound good? Um...hmmm...imposing? It's positively thrilling. So can I?" Her eyes were filled with hope and girlish awe. "And if you can't because you want to get paid, I can let you decide the payment, okay? I just really want to draw you right now."
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Post by catsgrin on Jan 10, 2011 22:25:04 GMT -5
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Charley felt her cheeks flush as the boy's voice rumbled around them. She always did suck at talking to guys her age.
Of course it didn't help when she caught him eyeing her.
While the second girl with her started to ramble about drawing him and payment she giggled softly.
"I would think imposing is the word to use"She said softly,folding her parasol up.
"I'm not here for much,just needed to take a walk"
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Post by Bear Keeni on Jan 10, 2011 22:52:20 GMT -5
..... what? She wanted to draw me? Well, that certainly threw a wrench into my plans. Now I couldn't just go off and rape each of them... no, I had to be drawn first. Get their trust, make them feel comfortable, then go in for the kill. Yeah, I liked that idea.
"Imposing is a good choice of words, yes." I commented, amused by their contemplation. Pft, there were no words that could describe me good. You can't sum up a murderous cannibal in only one word. But if you had to, I guess "imposing" would do.
The girl then goes on to saying something about payments and how I could choose it. Damn, this day just keeps getting better and better. My smirk turns devious and heinous. "I'm all yours then, sweetheart." I tell her, taking my hands out of my pockets and spreading them out a little to emphasize what I was saying. Oh, ho, ho, she was going to really get her payment. "What're both your names, anyway?"
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Post by emmalinewilliamson on Jan 10, 2011 23:01:24 GMT -5
Her eyes widened even more, if that was even possible, at the expression the guy made. It was full of evil and deviousness, which gave her even more inspiration. Emmaline was always too free with her trust, and she knew one day it would be her downfall. She liked making friends and she thought that maybe, she could be friends with this strange, freakishly tall guy person. A little giggle of glee escaped her lips when he said that he was all hers. That meant that he was going to do it for free? YES! Extending her hand in a shake, she gave him a bright smile. "My name is Emmaline." She looked over to the play set behind the guy's imposing figure and smiled again. "Would it be rude of me to ask you to sit over on that slide over there? It would be uber helpful."
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Post by catsgrin on Jan 10, 2011 23:07:56 GMT -5
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Charley felt her back stiffen tightly at the expression his face took. It made every alert send up red flags.
Shaking her head she moved to take a seat on a swing to watch Emmaline drew out the man before them.
"My name's Charley"She said nodding,swinging slightly with the breeze.
She kept her parasol across her legs. While she wasn't going to run away,she was going to make sure he got a few wacks with her parasol.
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Post by Bear Keeni on Jan 11, 2011 19:13:26 GMT -5
She -- er, Emmaline, rather -- asked me if I could go sit on the slide and just look gorgeous. Pft, that'd be easy. Then I could devise a plan in my head of how to get each of them by themself and "play around" with them. This would be too easy.
I turned around and went over to the slide, sitting down in it. I put my elbows on my knees, put my hands together, then pressed my thumbs to my mouth. I narrowed my dark eyes onto the two girls, not necessarily trying to look intimidating, but rather I was contemplating what to do with them. I could tie them up, but what's the fun in that? No, if they fought back, I'd just get rougher; the rougher, the better, anyways.
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Post by emmalinewilliamson on Jan 12, 2011 2:31:37 GMT -5
Plopping down on what should have been sand (the ground of the park was made out of that weird squishy stuff) Emmaline looked up at the guy before she flipped open the cover of her sketchpad. "Now let's see." She whispered to herself; her hand quickly sketching out the outline of the the guy's head and face and body. It wouldn't take her long to finish at least a decent sketch. She hadn't noticed that she was sitting in a way that revealed her panties, having forgetten to wear shorts underneath her skirt today. She was way too busy to care though at the moment. Her modesty would get the best of her later.
In about five minutes, she was able to sketch a fully detailed face with flames in the background. It wasn't all that great but it was pretty good for a five minute sketch. "Hey Charley! What do you think of this?" The junior held up the sketchpad for the parasol holding girl to see. When she was sure that Charley had gotten a nice view, Emmaline popped up and handed it to the guy to see. "It's not that great. If I had more time it would be a lot better." Her watch beeped, catching her attention. It was getting to be time to head back if they wanted to grab dinner. "I need to get back to school. You guys should probably get going to."
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Post by catsgrin on Jan 12, 2011 12:03:49 GMT -5
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Charley kept her eye on the guy while Emmaline drew her picture of him. Something about him was making her want to scream.
When Emmaline called for her to look at the picture Charley leaned forward on the swing,just enough to see it.
"I like it,and it looks apporpirate"
At the mention of going back to school,Charley shook her head.
"I just got outside,I'm going to walk around for a little more. It's not dark yet.....though.....speaking of school...."
Charley turned to the boy with a raised eyebrow
"We still haven't learned your name"
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Post by Bear Keeni on Jan 13, 2011 1:48:59 GMT -5
I was enjoying trying to figure out how I was going to get each of them alone, though my concentration was broke when they asked me what my name was. Now, of course I wasn't going to tell them my last name, so I looked over at Charley. "My name's Bear." I said simply as I stood up, going over to them once the drawing was done. When she showed it to me, I couldn't help but smirk at the fire in the background. "I look like the devil," I said laughing, though I had to admit that the fire really did accent the intimidation. I couldn't help but snicker. Emmaline said that we should get to school, but I had different plans. "Mind if I walk with you, Charley?" I ask, turning to the other girl. "Emmaline, it was a wonderful drawing. You're a fantastic artist." Another sinister smirk drew across my mouth as I turned to look back at Emmaline, then over to Charley.
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