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 Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 3:43 am
Luna. N. Warner.  Did luna hear something about pancakes?. " oh yeah i want pancakes " luna put her hand up because she LOVED pancakes, she could ear alot of them as long they ont back huney on it. She hates that. Luna gently walked to Selcia " humm you hurt yourself again did ya? " she said giggled because he always hurts himself, thats Selcia for you. Luna sat down onto the table as her stomach started to growl loud and everyone could hear it " wow.. im that hungry? " she said giggling away. ╔══╗♫
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 1:58 pm
Marcus D. Samuel -Silence-Different-Musician The darkness closes in on me, I surrender to it's sweet voice calling out to me, and let it take over me.  On this bed I lay, losing everything
I can see my life passing me by SilenceWhen Selcia's arms came around Marcus he opened his eyes. His knee sliding back down so both his legs where straight again. He lead against his friend not minding when his friend's grip tightened. It was a comfort to him and he felt his anger vanish bit by bit. It made him feel like a child sitting there in Selcia's arms. But he didn't pull away, not until his felt Selcia's fingers running through his hair and playing with it.
He pulled away only slightly to give him a better view of his snow white hair. He played with the ripped hem of his jeans wondering what his hair would look like when Selcia was done with it. The suggest of pancakes didn't sorry to bad, he liked pancakes. And then Luna joined in, he looked up at her and her eagerness, normally he would of smiled but he wasn't in the mood for smiling. Especially when everything was still gloomy. So he turned his head back hoping he didn't ruin whatever Selcia was planning to do with it. "Pancakes sound good." he mumbled quietly like a child. He continued to play with the ripped ends of his jeans. Was it all too much or just not enough
Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare There's no where to hide, in the dark. There was a girl I knew once, she told me I was blessed with a great gift. I laughed, because I think I was blessed with a curse.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 2:22 pm
Natalie E. Spencer I’ll never fail again...  Brother Spencer sat on the counter still, pulling her legs up on the counter, pulling them as close as possible to her torso. She continued o cut slices, wondering what each person was doing. Pancakes. The thought of them disgusted her. The thought of any food disgusted her, minus her apple. She wondered if she should go, even if she wasn’t planning on eating anything. Would they harass her? Or would they rather if she stayed her. Spencer would definitely rather stay here. But…
Spencer let out a scream, the knife and the apple dropping from her hand. “Sweet Jesus!” She shouted, the first words that had popped into her head. Her right hand immediately sprang to the slices on her opposite hand. There were two noticeable ones, along with little ones that were hardly bleeding. The one on her thumb was small, not very deep, and then there was the one across her palm. That one hurt. That one was dripping blood onto the floor and the counter and Spencer’s jeans. She bit her bottom lip, hard. It hurt something awful. Terrible. She jumped down off of the counter, narrowly missing stepping on the discarded knife, and over to the sink, turning on the cold water full blast and sticking her hand under the blasting water. Spencer ran her other hand through her hair, absentmindedly getting blood in her hair and on her forehead. She muttered curses under her breath. “I told you to pay attention.” She scolded herself. “Now look what you’ve done.” Spencer watched as the crimson blood flowed into the sink, swirling a bit in the bottom before going down the drain.
...I’ll keep you out of danger
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 3:43 pm
Luna. N. Warner. Luna was smiling away but when she was thinking about pancakes she heard one of her friends shouting and knew something was wrong because how she seen the sound wave someone from the kitchen. " Spencer?! " she stood up hurrying to the kitchen but triping along the coffee tables legs but not to worry she got back right up and hurried to the kitchen " Spencer? you okie? " luna voice was sofe and kind like any worry mother in the band. Luna gently walk up to Spencer and trying not to hit on her way to spncer because she didnt really want to tell the band yet she was blind and could not see but with the sound waves from her powers really helps her where people are and car, bus, water and anything that people cant hear. She was just not ready for her to tell because it scared luna a little bit, it scared her because she think if she did tell her friends would start worrying about her and if she would fall or not something like that anyways but luna was okie.. half the time. ╔══╗♫
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x Blue Nightingale x Crew
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 4:52 pm
Marcus D. Samuel -Silence-Different-Musician The darkness closes in on me, I surrender to it's sweet voice calling out to me, and let it take over me. On this bed I lay, losing everything
I can see my life passing me by SilenceMarcus jumped when he heard Spencer scream. He turned his head looking at the frantically around, for a second before his eyes landed towards the kitchen. He quickly realized that she probably cut herself or something. Just minor injuries.
A sigh of relief escaped him and he closed his eyes a second. "Damn it, Spencer. Don't do that." he said before opening them again. He didn't want to get up, especially now that he knew that she wasn't seriously injured. "You alright Spence?" he asked sure that she could hear him clear enough. Was it all too much or just not enough
Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare There's no where to hide, in the dark. There was a girl I knew once, she told me I was blessed with a great gift. I laughed, because I think I was blessed with a curse.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 5:29 pm
 ◤ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◥ This is my world all ravaged and torn,With a taste of your lips, I'm on a rideStruck down by Sickness, Famine and War.You're toxic, I'm slipping underThis is my Hope, radiant and glowing,With a taste of a poison paradiseSaved by an angel, my spirit and his birth.I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic?◣ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◢ 【Selcia Evens】✘-Singing ✘-Protective ✘-Frustrated ☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆
ZydrateNodding softly when others joined in agreement is fingers moving to still toy with the others hair before he shifted back on his legs his head suddenly shooting to the kitchen when he saw Spencer still there he calmed and went to his room to gather a hair band and returned shortly with a comb also held between his lips as he hummed already having an idea for the others hair now if it was long enough he would have his fun.
Settling behind Marcus he set to work combing out is hair before pulling it back into a small pony grinning before he laid the bangs down neatly where he could see and that matched the pony. "You should grow out your hair so I can play with it more." Selcia stated wrapping his arms around Marcus's Neck humming still as he did his eyes closed, breakfast, perhaps Spencer would still join them but he doubted she would, but now both of them ad a wounded hand, and well Luna had remarked on that he simply ignored.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 6:05 pm
Marcus D. Samuel -Silence-Different-Musician The darkness closes in on me, I surrender to it's sweet voice calling out to me, and let it take over me. On this bed I lay, losing everything
I can see my life passing me by SilenceClosing his eyes once more, Marcus sat there letting Selcia play with his hair. He kind of enjoyed it as weird as it sounded, having someone mess with his hair instead of him have to brush it through and everything else, he had someone else do it for him. Though he was sure that he'd regret it one day for letting his friend play with his hair all the time.
He leaned against Selcia when he wrapped his arms around his neck. His eyes still closed though he chuckled at his words. "Long hair doesn't look good on me, Selcia." he said softly, he reached up and put on hand on his arm and then other reached up and ran his fingers through his friend's hair before he ruffled it slightly, leaving his hand entangled in his white hair. For a moment, he wondered how Selcia had gotten his white hair, he wondered if the same thing happened to him as it did to Marcus himself. Or if he just dyed it or something. Finally, he pulled his hair out of his hair and placed it in his lap where it was before. Though his right hand still remained on Selcia's arm. Was it all too much or just not enough
Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare There's no where to hide, in the dark. There was a girl I knew once, she told me I was blessed with a great gift. I laughed, because I think I was blessed with a curse.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 6:20 pm
◤ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◥ This is my world all ravaged and torn,With a taste of your lips, I'm on a rideStruck down by Sickness, Famine and War.You're toxic, I'm slipping underThis is my Hope, radiant and glowing,With a taste of a poison paradiseSaved by an angel, my spirit and his birth.I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic?◣ I am a superstar with a big big house and a big big car I am super star and I don't care who you are.◢ 【Selcia Evens】✘-Singing ✘-Protective ✘-Frustrated ☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆
ZydrateSelcia couldn't stop himself from nipping at the others ear when he ran his fingers through his hair, it was the albino's way of showing he enjoyed something not that his band mates really knew, however when the had retreated he almost let a groan of disappointment, almost he had held it in his as nodded softly. "I could make it look good on you." Selcia stated a playful smile dancing over his lips before he unwound himself from Marcus and made his way into the kitchen to obtain himself another can of his favorite day time drink.
"Now I have a question just for you my little white haired friend." Selcia purred settling himself beside the other an arm looped around his shoulder the can opened and drained a good bit before Selcia simply laid his head to rest on the other shoulder. "How did your hair come to be white?" he asked eyes closed the lights from the sun being in the sky already bothered him and well he would be fine he would just need to done his sunglasses if they wondered out.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 7:09 pm
Natalie E. Spencer I’ll never fail again... Brother “Yeah yeah.” Spencer said a bit defensively, though she really didn’t mean to be cold to Luna. She turned off the water, grabbing a towel and pressing it firmly to her hand for the time being. She picked up the half-eaten apple, tossing it on the counter and she carefully picked up the knife, as well, tossing it into the sink. “Thanks for the concern.” She muttered sarcastically, making her way into the living room where Selcia and Marcus were sitting, Selcia playing with Marcus’s hair. She rolled her eyes, sitting on the couch and opening the first aid kit. She was glad that she remembered where it was.
Irritation flooded through her as she applied medicines to her hand and then wrapped it. She knew what they were probably all thinking. That she wanted attention or something. That they would think she had gotten attacked or something. Just because she didn’t didn’t mean that it didn’t hurt. Nor did it mean that they could just ignore her. She tossed the bloodied towel onto the table, feeling suddenly claustrophobic. Like if she spent one more minute in this place she was going to scream and tear all of her hair out.
Spencer stood up, her mouth a frown she had already decided, and there really was nothing anyone could do about it. “I’m going out.” Her voice was a bit harder than she meant to, but she didn’t regret it. At least they knew that she wasn’t backing down on this one, she was serious.
...I’ll keep you out of danger
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 8:25 am
Luna. N. Warner. you know luna trys alot to be so nice, so kind to everyone and be like a mother that would care for them forever but... really luna thinks she should give up, why?. Because Spencer seems to be in a bad mood all the time and for sure thatSelcia hates her guts and for Airr, she seems to cry no matter what and no matter how much luna tryed and tryed she seems to fail being the mother that would care for her family, its like they dont even care anymore after what happened to the drummer... because what luna thinks the drummer always kept the band together better than luna no matter how hard she trys. Luna started to cry a little bit because hubbing it all away and smiled like her old happy self and yet she was lieing... from the inside. " you know... im not hungry... you guys go ahead im going to take a walk " she said to her band... if they cared that is and luna walked out the room and out of the holite. She walked on for a long time useing the sound waves to help her along the was the city and soon she made her way to the park... maybe sitting along in the park would help her to think but its always the same, when she comes back Selcia would justi gnored her, Spencer would hurt herself some way or another and bee in a mood and Airr would cry and try to drag luna into it and Marcus...dont really know about him and she just not really up for it because... really the only people that cared for her was her family and she lefted them because of them stupid people trying to get them. ╔══╗♫
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 1:47 pm
Marcus D. Samuel -Silence-Different-Musician The darkness closes in on me, I surrender to it's sweet voice calling out to me, and let it take over me. On this bed I lay, losing everything
I can see my life passing me by SilenceMarcus sighed when Selcia pulled away. He shook his head at his remark. "I'll still pass." he said and watched as he got up going into the kitchen and coming back and sitting down beside him. With his question, Marcus turned to look down at his hands which still played with the ripped hem of his jeans.
"It turned white when I was thirteen, which my powers activated." he said quietly, he'd never forget that day either. It was like the piano he had been playing at the time had given him the powers instead of them just waiting to activate from inside him. He knew that it was something that had separated him from the others, they were born with their powers already activated. They could probably over used them when they were still in diapers. While he spent thirteen years powerless and normal. He envied everyone else for that same reason, they had their powers to do with as they pleased for their whole lives. But he had to wait, he had to wait until after his family was killed and he was put into an orphanage and sent to twenty different foster parents. He could of saved his family, saved himself from going to those fake parents that never cared about him.
His thoughts were cut off when Spencer came in, he watched her slightly for a moment. Just her three little words sliced at him. Why was she always so cruel? To everyone. They all loved her and cared for her. Why was so always so mean to them? He didn't say anything, he just turned to look back at his hands that stopped messing with his jeans and clutched at them inside. Then as if anything couldn't get any worse, Luna came in practically in tears and disappeared out the door before anyone could say anything.
It almost made him laugh at how screwed up everything was. But at the same time he wanted to crawl under a rock and stay there until he rotted away into nothing. "You don't have to be so cruel to us." he snapped at Spencer who was still standing there. "What did we do wrong? All we've tried to do was give a home and people who cared about you. Why are you so mean? You know your not the only one with problems here." he said, the anger that he tried to contain was coming back to life. First starting out as a mere spark and then lighting a full flame that began to grow until it couldn't be contained anymore. "If you don't want to be here then you can just get out and never come back. I'm not going to stand by and let you treat us all like crap." he continued on, his voice was hard and cold, his eyes began to smolder with anger once more. Was it all too much or just not enough
Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare There's no where to hide, in the dark. There was a girl I knew once, she told me I was blessed with a great gift. I laughed, because I think I was blessed with a curse.
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 2:23 pm
Natalie E. Spencer I’ll never fail again... Brother
Spencer watched as Luna disappeared. She felt guilty for brushing her off. She stepped out, ready to go follow her and apologize. She had been upset at everything going on right then, she hadn’t meant to be so cold to her. It was just a natural reaction, really. Overwhelmed. That was what was going on, why she needed to get away. Just clear her head and perhaps let it all out. Some way.
But her movements were stopped and her guilt immediately flared into a raging inferno at Marcus’s voice. His cold words. Sure, she had done her share of cold things, rude things, things she regretted. But didn’t they understand that that was how she was? How she coped? She couldn’t cry like Arii, be always happy like Luna, or play piano to get it all out like Marcus. She sat there and tried to shove it all into this box within her. When they box burst, it burst, she got away, let herself calm down, and then she would be fine. But she hadn’t been able to empty that box out. She had been sitting on the lid until things got bad. She supposed this was that time, and she just couldn’t stop herself this time.
Spencer’s body snapped around, her arms folding tightly across her chest. “You scream at me for treating all of you like crap, but here you are, screaming at me for words and actions you could never understand!” Spencer was fighting hard to keep her volume under control. Her fingers twitched, like they were each having their own little fit. “I merely said I was going out so perhaps this wouldn’t happen!” She took a step towards him. “I was going to go out to apologize. Why do you think everything I do is some instrument for torture or something, Marcus?” Her words dripped venom. Once it started, her words dove straight to where it hurt, she couldn’t stop them. Like they were some kind of snake that you just couldn’t control. “Just because I feel pain in a different way. Is that it? Jus tebcase I can’t cope as easily as you can with all of this, it’s suddenly my problem?” She demanded.
...I’ll keep you out of danger
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 2:29 pm
ʌɾɪɪ ƅʅʌƙє "One must take a leap and dare to make music, the fear of failure be damned." Arii calmed down, wiped away all her tears and tried to think... She fealt like still, no one would do anything.. She decided the best thing for her was to go out with them, breakfast would be good, and then try to slip away.. She had the slightest glimmer or hope, drowning in her tears, yet still there. Arii was ready to make a move. "Please, anywhere but IHOP." She laughed at the idea of sponge 'pancakes', waiters with attitudes and watered down coffee. "We might want to try a new place, I dont even know whats outside these walls." With a small grin, she was sure everyone understood how she fealt.. They hadnt been able to go out, preform or truely have fun in weeks.
She was feeling like the world was coming down, everyone and everything was growing old, she knew the tendancies by heart. By the time that Spencer has cleaned herself up, Luna was back in the room, and the other boys quietly playing with their hair, Arii gazed off, a small vase in the corner caught her attention and she let her sight rest there as her mind wandered."When it starts getting tough, make faces." {She didnt? Sorry, Im so absentminded... We'll lets pretend she didnt note her dear friends sightlessness.]
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 2:41 pm
Marcus D. Samuel -Silence-Different-Musician The darkness closes in on me, I surrender to it's sweet voice calling out to me, and let it take over me. On this bed I lay, losing everything
I can see my life passing me by SilenceRegret slammed into Marcus like a ton of bricks. But the regret mixed into the fire that was his anger and was consumed, before he could stop himself the words were spilling out. "Get out! Get out, get out, get out!" he shouted at her, he made no attempt to keep his voice down. He knew that Spencer wasn't the person to blame in all this chaos. But he seemed to anyway. "You don't know anything! I want you out of here!" he said, though he didn't wait for her response, or her action. He got to his feet, tearing away from Selcia's arm that had been around his shoulder and wanted out the door himself.
The anger boiled inside him and he began to walk down the hall. His pace only quickened when his anger began to dull and he suddenly realized what happened. By the time he gotten out of the hotel all he wanted to do was go back and apologize. He'd get down on his hands and knees if he had too. He wanted to rewind. Not just the fight, but everything. When had everything gone from great to down right awful? "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." he muttered under his breath over and over. His heart was racing and his pace only quickened. The world felt like it was crashing down around him, but that was impossible. The world had already crashed, he was living among what was left of the pitiful planet. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." he whispered again so fast the words blurred together, he pulled out the ponytail that Selcia had put into his hair and messed his white hair up again. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Was it all too much or just not enough
Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare There's no where to hide, in the dark. There was a girl I knew once, she told me I was blessed with a great gift. I laughed, because I think I was blessed with a curse.
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 3:00 pm
Natalie E. Spencer I’ll never fail again... Brother Spencer stepped back like she had been struck. Her eyes were wild, shocked and scared for a moment. But her strong front quickly crashed down, hiding it in a wave of anger and not caring. Even though all she wanted to do was cry. She took another step back. Her hand dug in her pocket, feeling for her se called ‘lucky’ pick. She took it out, tossing it down onto the floor. They could take it how they wanted. She doubted they would even notice the little thing lying there, like they would hardly notice her missing. The guitarist turned on her heel without another word or even bothering to grab anything from her room, and made her way out the door. She didn’t slam it, quite the opposite. She shut it quietly, softly. As if it were like she never left, or like she wasn’t even there to begin with.
But once into the hallway she broke into a run, sprinting out and into the streets as tears flooded her vision. “Stupid.” She said, pressing the heels of her hands into her eyes as she made her way down the sidewalk. “Why are you crying? You’re not sad to be leaving. None of them liked you anyhow. None of them even noticed you were even there. Stupid Marcus. Stupid Arii. Stupid all of them. I don’t need them.” Spencer dropped her hand, kicking a rock on the sidewalk. “I’m safer away from them, anyhow. It’s a favor, really.” Natalie wiped her cheeks. “Damnit Natalie. Stop crying!” She scolded herself.
She made her way into the park, wishing just to be alone. She stuck her hands in her pocket, thought it hurt her palm like fire, her hair hanging into her blue eyes. Her fingers found her notebook. Perhaps she could write it away. At least part of it. It was worth a shot, right? Spencer sat down at the base of one of the trees, pulling out her little notebook and pen. She sighed, slogging her eyes. She had gotten a firmer grip on reality, now. At least, she could hold in her emotions, even if they were raging inside of her head. “What a way to screw things up, Natalie.” She sighed, shaking her head at herself. “Good going. What a bloody fantastic day, right? Ha.”
...I’ll keep you out of danger
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