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Eclipse of the Twilight Crew
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 Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 6:52 pm
Rain 𝔑𝔬𝔞𝔥
Guitars 𝔄.
tuesdays 𝔗𝔥𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔰 ◦♫ ♪ ◦♫ ♪ ◦♫ ♪ ♂ ♪ ♫◦ ♪ ♫◦ ♪ ♫◦ SleepingA soft groan hummed in his throat as the other returned the kiss and wrapped his arms around his neck, though as the others leg lightly loops around his waist coaxing their hips closer a soft growl built in his throat, a sound that for a moment suprised him though it really didnt show, too enticed by the kiss to take too much notice, lightly letting a hand run down Selcias side, tracing along the the thigh of the leg that now wraped around his waist while his other hand played at the others waist band giving a slight tug here and there.
((i'm feeling a time skip is in order))
SleepingSleepingSleepingsleeping And the night shall be filled with music, lonely
And the cares that infest the day a silence
Shall fold their tents like the Arabs insomniac
And as silently steal away. touching me
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 7:33 pm
Natalie E. Spencer I’ll never fail again...  Brother “A chance to tease me perhaps?” She suggested. “I don’t know. It’s not like I know everything that runs through that insane little brain of yours, Marcus.” Spencer laughed softly, shaking her head.
“Mmh.” She nodded as he spoke of the air mattress idea. Really, they should have certainly thought of this before. But it wasn’t like she really thought while doing these things. Then she would realize just how insane and stupid that they were. And then she wouldn’t have nearly as much fun. “Well, then good. I see it in our future, then. This time, we’ll actually make it work, too. But we’ll have to make sure Selcia and Noah are out of the house. I swear, I’m still going to kill you for having to let Selcia play with my hair.” Spencer made a face, thinking about it. “Pigtails.” She shook her head. She could only imagine the horror that would be. She’s probably look much like a tall child.
...I’ll keep you out of danger
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Peanut_Butter_Sandwhich Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 7:45 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 Silence"Now that was hurtful. My brain may be insane but it's not little. I'll you know when I was fourteen I was already reading on a college level." Marcus had to admit it wasn't a very good defense but it was true. Reading and playing music was the only things he did other then eat as much candy that he could get his hands on. But it's not like the candy was anything knew. Thinking of the candy made him want some, he hadn't had any for a while and he was running low on his sugar. After they got the mattress back he her room he'd go get some.
He laughed. "I'm sorry. I'd take your place if I could but I guess Selcia finds it more fun to mess with people who don't like their hair messed with then it is to mess with someones hair who likes their hair messed with." he said, he actually didn't mind it when Selcia played with his hair. It was nice in an odd way. "Just be happy he isn't putting make on you and pulling a dress over your head. That would be much worse." Though as he said it he could almost imagine it and he would love to see it done. Especially if it was Spencer. 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 Jun 29, 2011 8:27 pm
Natalie E. Spencer I’ll never fail again... Brother “Sorry.” Spencer told him quickly. There she had gone again, hurting him without any intention of doing so. She cursed herself silently. “Lucky.” She told him, shaking her head. She wished she could read like that. Really, her reading was actually below average. It wasn’t that she didn’t like reading, she did. It was just that she had never done very well at it. She always had to read over it two or more times to actually understand what was being said. And that was just plain monotonous. “My reading skills suck. At least I’m not in school anymore. No reading for me.”
Spencer stuck out her tongue. “Yeah. No kidding. I’m never going to hear the end of this, either.” She sighed. She just hoped no cameras would be out like earlier. She would murder someone. “Dude. I would throw a royal fit. You’d all have to hold me down for that one. I’m just saying.” She chuckled. What the brunette would never admit was that that used to be what she was like. A scary time in her life, that was for certain. She would never go back to that time. And definitely never tell of it. Just like her long hair when she was little, it was almost embarrassing compared to now.
...I’ll keep you out of danger
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Peanut_Butter_Sandwhich Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 10:11 am
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 smiled when Spencer apologized quickly. "It's okay. Just don't make fun of my brain again and we're good." he said shrugging it off easily. Though being smart was one of things he was proud of, he may not of looked like it but when he wasn't busy playing music as a kid he was at the library reading everything from old school text books to fantasy. "Your lucky you even went to school." he stopped himself a minute to late. Oops. That wasn't suppose to slip out. He felt like hitting himself then, he had promised never to tell anyone about it and there he went with his big mouth saying it aloud. Maybe she wouldn't ask about it.
"I think me and Noah could hope you down fairly well. Or there is always the matter of duct tape." he could once more imagine Noah holding her to a chair while he taped her down quickly. Of course it would never be that easy, one of them was bound to get hit in the process of it. 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: Thu Jun 30, 2011 10:26 am
Natalie E. Spencer I’ll never fail again... Brother “Alright.” Spencer nodded eagerly. She was glad he had forgiven her so quickly. She hated it when she flubbed up. She wondered if she would be able to forgive herself if she said something like that. Maybe, maybe not. “What?” The brunette stumbled a bit, but quickly caught herself before she tumbled down again. “You didn’t go to school?” She frowned, trying to peer around the mattress and see his face. Was he serious? How could he read so well if he had never gone to school? It was just… Impossible. Unless he was some kind of genius. And, really, how would she have not known that about him if he was?
The brunette rolled her eyes once again. “Don’t underestimate me, Marcus. Besides, I’m kind of appalled that you would help in this torture! I thought of you as a good guy, not someone who would attack my masculinity like that.” And if he really thought she wouldn’t kick them or something, he was mental. Maybe it was just because he didn’t know the full story of her past. Why she hated being like that so much. She wouldn’t have gone by her last name just because she thought it was fun, now would she have? No. She needed to 180 what she used to be like. They just didn’t get it.
...I’ll keep you out of danger
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Peanut_Butter_Sandwhich Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 10:40 am
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 SilenceOr maybe she would ask. "Well...I went to school...elementary school at least. I never graduated from the fifth grade okay?" he said it quickly, hoping she hadn't heard it. He wasn't to happy to talk about it, it brought back to many unpleasant memories for him. Memories he wanted to forget forever came rushing back to him and he struggled to push them back into the cage he had locked them in so long so he wouldn't have to deal with them.
"Well, it's only torture for you. I have to admit I'd like to see you in a dress and maybe make up. Not that your not perfect the way you are not. It's just none of us ever saw you like that so it might be fun for a change." he knew pressuring her into it would never work. She was to stubborn for something so simple. 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: Thu Jun 30, 2011 10:59 am
Natalie E. Spencer I’ll never fail again... Brother Spencer shifted the heavy mattress, glad that they were close to her room, now. She felt like her arms were about to fall off. She merely blinked, Marcus’s words registering fully into her brain. Why? That was the first question that popped into her mind. Why had he stopped school so early? Sure, she didn’t finish her Senior year, but that was really nothing. Especially compared to something like that. She bit her lip. Something about his voice told the brunette not to ask. But it was so difficult to keep her lips from forming the endless questions. “Do you want me to just shut up about it, or can I ask why?” She asked him, her wording careful. Hopefully he would answer honestly.
“Suck up.” She teased him when she spoke of her being perfect. If anyone was the furthest thing from perfect, that was Spencer. “Yeah.” She shrugged. “I just. I mean, I used to be like that. So now it kind of makes me sick, thinking about what a jerk I used to be.” She shook her head. “You wouldn’t even believe it if I told you about what I was like. It’s like I had some evil, demented opposite-form-me twin sister or something.” She did dress up from time to time, just for kicks. But she would never let anyone see. It was always when the hotel was empty and she had locked her door and pulled her blinds. It wasn’t that she was ashamed, or maybe she was? But it was more of the fact that she didn’t want any questions or comments about it.
...I’ll keep you out of danger
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Peanut_Butter_Sandwhich Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 11:13 am
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 waited for her next question, he would be good about this if she really cared to know that is. But when she asked a different question he couldn't help but smile at how she wanted to know if it was okay to continue to press him for answer. "It's a little to late for shutting up now isn't it?" he asked shaking his white head. "Why? Because I was taken away from school when I was put into an orphanage. They tried to offer me a tutor but I refused, if I couldn't go to a real school to learn I didn't want to learn at all." he answered, the memories once more flooding back to him. The memory of the man and woman who took him to the orphanage in the black car that had very dark tinted window. And when they came visit him with the old lady who was going to be his tutor and how he refused and through a fit about it. He was a kid and it seemed like they would do anything to get him to shut up and keep him quiet.
"Maybe a little bit." he agreed when she called him a suck-up. "I understand what you mean. I used to know a few girls that you are describing and they weren't very fun girls to know." When she talked about it like that it made him more curious to see how could of ever been like that. It wasn't the Spencer he knew now, it the farthest thing from what she was like now. 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: Thu Jun 30, 2011 11:17 am
 ◤ 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】✘-Content ✘-Cuddly ✘-Relaxed ☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆
Zydrate Selcia nuzzled closer to Noah as he let his eyes close. He was content plain and simply, sure they probably shouldn't have done what they did with Spencer and Marcus so close by but that didn't seem matter to him at the moment. "Should we have done that with them so close?" he asked softly thought his eyes remained closed he really didn't want to open them quite yet, he would need to find their clothes and they would need another shower, two in one day hopefully the two little trouble makers wouldn't notice. Then again Marcus might. A yawn passed form him as he snuggled closer to the other, there was the pain from it but that was easily ignored as he simply listened to the other breath.
☢★☢☆☢s★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆☢★☢☆ Obviously objectionable Content:Time skip placed~
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 11:27 am
Natalie E. Spencer I’ll never fail again... Brother “It’s never too late to stop if you really wanted to.” Spencer said quietly. But she fell silent, listening to his story. She was trying to imagine it. A small kid, taken from his home, his school, to an entirely different world. Not wanting to learn just because he couldn’t learn like a normal kid. And then just reading like a madman in his spare time. It was kind of hard to imagine. Someone who loved to read so much, refusing school. She bit down hard on her tongue when another question floated to her mind. Now that was definitely pressing too hard. Nobody wanted to talk about why the got sent to an orphanage. So she wouldn’t even touch the subject, not until Marcus was ready to talk about it., Really, if school was on the line, asking such a stupid question as that would just be leaps and bounds over the line.
Spencer shook her head. He would never understand what it would be like to be one of them. Not fun was a massive improvement from what it actually was. It was torture. Not fun was a mansion compared to the actuality it being a porter potty. “Maybe I’ll tell you the story, since you told me yours.” She offered. “If you want to, I mean.”
The brunette sighed with relief as they reached the door to her room. “Ready to turn this bad boy?” She asked him with a lift of her brows.
...I’ll keep you out of danger
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 11:42 am
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 waited patiently for the next question. The question that would throw him fully into the memories he had blocked off for so long. He didn't want to think about it, not until she asked about it. He would answer it if she asked. It was just like when he was interrogated when he was a little kid, he answered only when he was asked something.
But her question didn't come. He didn't understand why not, everyone wanted to know. Surely she wanted to know even more then anyone else. So why didn't she just ask? Why didn't she just get it over with for the both of them? She should of known that wasn't his full story, that was barely the beginning of everything. He sighed. "Yes I want to know. But only if you care to tell me." he said, he wanted to know why she was changing the subject from him to her.
When they got to her room he was completely unaware of it until she said so. "Oh, yeah." he said he had completely forgotten of the mattress they just dragged down the hall. 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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Peanut_Butter_Sandwhich Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 11:50 am
Natalie E. Spencer I’ll never fail again... Brother “I’m fine with it. It’s a whole other part of me. But it’s not like there’s really anything super awful about it, I guess.” The brunette shrugged. “Mh. It’s kind of long and complicated. I’ll tell you when we get this stupid thing up so we can sit.” Well, it wasn’t all that complicated, Spencer supposed. But it was sort of lengthy at parts. But only because there were so many strings tied into why she did what she did. Did she want to talk about it? Really, she did. It was like a weight was sitting on her chest. Like it was a secret, even though nobody had asked so she had no reason to feel like that. It was merely a piece of her past that wasn’t told. Simply looked over. But it was still a part of her, still important to who she was today.
“Good.” She tugged the thing into her room, careful not to clip herself of Marcus on the doorframe. All they had to do from there was hoist it on the springs. Thank goodness.
...I’ll keep you out of danger
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 11:57 am
Rain 𝔑𝔬𝔞𝔥
Guitars 𝔄.
tuesdays 𝔗𝔥𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔰 ◦♫ ♪ ◦♫ ♪ ◦♫ ♪ ♂ ♪ ♫◦ ♪ ♫◦ ♪ ♫◦ SleepingA contented sigh passed Noah's lips as Selcia nuzzled closer, his eyes fluttering open long enough to steal a glance to take in the others rather disheveled appearance and lightly wrap his arms around his waist to pull him a tad closer before closing his eyes once more. In all reality he had forgotten about Marcus and Spencer in the thrill of the moment so he had to think on the matter for a moment, though really the idea of them having heard at the moment didnt bother him, it probubly would later. "Those two are probubly off in their own world." he breathed softly, placing a light kiss on the others neck, really he doubted the two had noticed they were gone soon after they had left "What happens behind closed doors is none of their buisness" he finished slightly, he was to relaxed at the moment to care that they were close.
SleepingSleepingSleepingsleeping And the night shall be filled with music, lonely
And the cares that infest the day a silence
Shall fold their tents like the Arabs insomniac
And as silently steal away. touching me
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Eclipse of the Twilight Crew
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Peanut_Butter_Sandwhich Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 12:01 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 Silence"I like long and complicated stories. All the more fun of listening to them." Marcus said and he felt like hitting himself again. He didn't want to make it sound like her life was just another story for him to know about. It wasn't. And he hoped that she didn't think that's all he thought of it because that wasn't true either.
He was glad when they made it into her room at last, his arms were starting to hurt a little bit. They only needed to get it onto the bed springs and they were home free. It was about time. Next time they were so going to get an air mattress. 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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