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Post by jeremy on Aug 18, 2010 7:51:46 GMT -5
Jeremy wasn't a skater, it was something that people would probably think that he would do, and he would if he took any interest in it. But he thought that he had enough things going for him that he could get hurt from, one being that he was a mage and not human, he didn't need anything more that could kill him. It was early morning, he didn't really know why he was awake at seven am, but he was, and he was sitting at the top of the biggest half pipe in the skate park with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. Those things may be the death of him, but he'd surely die without them. For ten minute, roughly, he sat there staring out off into the distance, it was as if he was waiting for someone or something, but there was nothing to wait for. He was just staring into thin air.
But as soon as he was finished the cigarette he snapped back into reality. Glancing around, he tried to find something to occupy himself. There were many ramps, half pipes etcetera, but he didn't have a board or anything to use on them. And then he noticed a bird landing on the top of the half pipe that he was sitting on, but it was on the opposite side. A small grin appeared on his face, he hated animals, all of them. And now he had found something to occupy himself with. Jeremy looked at the bird directly, though he really didn't need to he just wanted a good look at it. His grin grew as he sent a rush of air toward it, taking it by surprise as it was knocked off the half pipe and into the air. It took to flight, rather shocked and frightened looking, and it should be it had landed near Jeremy Taylor, what more could it expect.
But it was soon gone, and Jeremy was alone and bored yet again. He sighed as he moved to slide down the half pipe and to the bottom, it wasn't a few seconds until he was at the bottom and walking toward a smaller half pipe. He didn't bother climbing to the top of this one, instead he sat at the base of it, well more like lay just where it began turning into something of a ramp. He closed his eyes as he lay in the sun.
tagged ; open
word count ; four-oh-six
outfit ; ripped black skinny jeans, olive green tee
lyrics ; plans - birds of tokyo
credits ; template to RUSTY halo ?! of caution 2.0
notes ; bleh! another bored state open thread xD
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Post by peyton on Nov 26, 2010 11:48:45 GMT -5
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There she was, laying awake again. Peyton couldn’t understand why she wasn’t sleeping anymore. She groaned inwardly, and rolled over to her side, and was met with a picture of her mom and dad. Peyton was always wondering if they were somewhat proud of her, and her siblings. Peyton was sure that if Jayson and Jayleigh kept going the way they were going, they’d be joining her parents very soon. She hadn’t seen much of the twins since she had decided that it was time for her to move out on her own. Peyton just didn’t want to live that lifestyle anymore, and she was able to shift now, so it was all good. She could protect herself. She wasn’t some little kid anymore, though it still shocked her that only a few short months ago, she was unable to shift into such beautiful creatures. Peyton seemed to favor the wolf form, everything was so different through their eyes. With ease, she rolled herself out of the bed, and made her way to the little bathroom. Best thing about Bridgefield : they had the cheapest crap for rent. With her full time job, Peyton was able to afford a tiny apartment.
She stretched lightly, feeling almost like a cat. She brushed out her now short, and dyed hair. Jayleigh had been pissed when she found out about Peyton cutting and dying her, long brown hair. Her hair was still brown, just darker with some very blonde highlights. Peyton had decided that it was time for a change, and the only way to start change, was to change herself. Peyton stared at herself in the mirror, smiled, then walked out. She didn’t have much time to go grocery shopping anymore, she was always working or doing online classes. Living on the streets since you’re five doesn’t do much for your education, so Peyton took it upon herself to GET an education. It was too late to register herself for high school, plus she wouldn’t have time for school regularly. She opened up her frig, but only found old milk, and something else that she didn’t know the identity to. Peyton closed the door, and sighed. Okay, so she would go out, and get something to eat, no biggie. She went back to the room, and turned her alarm clock around to see the time. Seven o’clock. Really? Peyton flopped down on the bed, and sighed.
Instead of complaining though, she jumped up, and grabbed some clothes. She quickly threw on skinny jeans, a shirt, and her shoes. She grabbed her favorite jacket, and headed out. Since she wasn’t the richest girl in the world, Peyton usually took the bus or just walked. It was a sort of nice morning so, she was going to walk. Granted she COULD shift, and get somewhere quicker, but she just wanted to be human right now. Plus, her clothes would restrict her, and she really didn’t feel like taking off her clothes in public, and risk getting caught shifting. She reached up, and touched the nap of her neck. She stood there for a while, but snapped out of her haze when she felt a gust of wind blow on her face. Her eyes snapped up to in front of her, she was in front of the skate park. Too bad she didn’t know how to skateboard, this would be an awesome place to hang out at. Curious, Peyton moved toward the park. Her hands went to the chain fence that wrapped around the park; she shook it to make sure it was stable, it was. Peyton took a few steps back, placed her hands on the fence, and jumped over.
She thanked the heavens for her petite figure. Peyton walked around the half-pipes, and wondered how on Earth someone could skate, and not kill themselves. She walked in the middle of a smaller half-pipe, and smiled to herself, soaking in the morning sun. “Hello!
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❧ Word Count; 669
❧ Tags; Jeremy, open
❧ Outfit; Outfit
❧ Credits; Let the credits roll! Everything was made by Liebe at Caution. Keep these on or Liebe just might harm you... and/or eat you. Be afraid, please.
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Post by jeremy on Nov 27, 2010 20:23:59 GMT -5
He let out a long sigh as he reopened his eyes. Squinting a little in the sudden sunlight, he heard a sound. It wasn't just a sound really, it was a voice, and it seemed to echo around the skate park, no doubt bouncing off of all the half-pipes and such. He sat up quickly, for all he knew the one who owned this voice could hurt him. He was slightly paranoid that he was going to be killed one day, he didn't go around showing his abilities off, but he did use them, and a slight bit not carefully. For all her knew, this could be some hunter that had seen what he had done to that bird, and now he was screwed. But, if it was a hunter, why the hell were they announcing themselves like they had.
Jeremy was slightly curious, okay so he was fairly curious. So he got up and made his way, slowly, to where he thought that the voice had come from. He walked around the edge of one of the smaller half-pipes and stopped dead in his tracks. There stood a girl, he was looking at the back of her. She didn't look like she was dangerous, but who knew, some people were good at hiding that sort of thing. "Hey." He said bluntly, trying to get her attention. He tilted his head to the side slightly, waiting for her to turn around. He was a little nervous, only because he had the idea that she could want to hurt him. He has never been attacked or had someone try to kill him, but there was always a first time, and the thought was always going through his mind these days, especially after all the talk going around about the hunters, and those new species, it all sounded rather scary. He could have shuddered at the thought, if he wasn't too occupied with the girl that was standing in front of him.
tagged ; open
word count ; no-one cares xD
outfit ; ripped black skinny jeans, olive green tee
lyrics ; plans - birds of tokyo
credits ; template to RUSTY halo ?! of caution 2.0
notes ; this is a really bad post =/
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