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 Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 7:11 pm
((Aaaaah, green is your favourite colour? Dude, you're slowly become like, one of my best friends! And feel free to use the idea and the colour! I'm just using green because I'm not using it in any other RP.))
Alyzandra looked up slightly and gave a brief nod, accepting his bet. She was ready for it this time. She had a hundred pennies ready for him. She quickly finished reading it and felt her cheeks turn pink. She was tempted to go "awww" but that would be just a little embarrassing.
"Okay wise guy, who's the letter from hmmm?" Alyzandra questioned in a very sweet voice. For extra emphasis on acting sweet, cute, and innocent, she playfully batted her eyes at him. She knew from experience that her looks never failed to daze. It was how she had gotten - and most likely lost - all her previous boyfriends.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 7:46 pm
((I am honored to be seen in such a high estate. Many thanks, milady.
*cough cough* Don't know what came over me for a second there.))
For a brief moment, Brendan was spellbound before he snapped back to reality. "You know it's awfully hard to concentrate and try to look into you eyes at the same time, Lyz" Brendan muttered. "Alright, you half-win this time, but don't expect it to work again, okay? I think I can figure out who it's from anyway. It's from your new boyfriend, isn't it? Come on, you can tell me. You've been hanging over his shoulder constantly the last week." Brendan laughed a little, knowing that even tough he had aimed straight into the air, he'd probably hit something.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 8:09 pm
((*huge grin* You are so what I picture Cae as!))
Alyzandra laughed and dumped a dollars worth of pennies into Brendan's lap. Her emerald eyes saprkled happily and her lavender dyed hair bounced lightly in time with the clear laughter. "Yes, yes, the captain of the school's hockey team. I suppose you could say he's my boyfriend," Alyzandra said before giving a shrug. It was not a big deal to her. Like most of the girls in her clique, she had had a lot of boyfriends and the relationships were usually very short and meaningless.
With a quick movement, the seventeen-year-old girl crumpled the letter and shoved it back in her bag. She did not want anyone reading what was in the letter despite discussing it with Brendan. It was easy to talk about school related things with him since they were in the same grade and spent homeroom together. However, one would never know she regarded the young man so highly by the way she acted as though he didn't exist at school. Then again, in the world of Alyzandra Carmichael, nothing outside of her superficial "I'm so popular and you aren't!" world existed when she set foot in the school.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 8:23 pm
((I'll take that as a compliment. Who is Cae?))
"Augh, you tricked me again!" Brendan exclaimed while trying to gather the money. "Twice in a day. I have to be more careful." He shook his head to himself slightly. "I'll get back at you for this sooner or later, mark my words." In his mind he went trough some of the many, many books he had read to try to find something that would inspire him. He didn't find anything, mainly because he knew that he wouldn't do anything anyway. Against his better judgment, he couldn't help seeing her as one of his best friends... outside of school.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 8:46 pm
((Cae is a Vampire who will be involved in something I'm writing that I hope one day will get published *blushes*))
Flashing Brendan a dazzling grin, Alyzandra hopped to her feet and ran behind him quickly. She wrapped her arms around him in a hug. Her head on his shoulder, her dyed hair mingling with his own locks and her emerald eyes fluttering closed. With an almost inaudible giggle, she whispered ever so softly, "I'll be waiting for it Brendan!"
Since she had found out she was "chosen", Alyzandra had felt rather isolated among the people who surrounded her. She felt that there was no one who understood her and the pressure she was under. Then she found out there were others like her.... Others who went to her school.... Others who were in classes with her.... Having someone to joke around with at the church and at meetings was keeping her grounded and normal.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 9:07 pm
((Cool! I'm actually writing stuff that I hope to get published too! My username actually comes from the main character in one of the stories. Though I might change his name since I've gotten much farther on what was supposed to be a short bios on a rp character I had with the same name. That character is by the way a vampire. Wow, we have so much in common! I haven't really found any major differences yet.))
As alway when Alyzandra made this kind of sudden gesture, Brendan lost his inner balance for a second. He did find a suitable retaliation though, and it was served on a silver plate. "Careful now, you don't want to push your luck, Lyz" Brendan warned. "I might have to tickle you!" He turned around quickly and gripped her gently but firmly before he started tickling her.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 9:24 pm
((Well, I'm a chick and you're a dude, right? That's semi-major. We're even the same age... scary HaHa. And my name... comes from a character in some of my fanfiction. A cat named Solar!))
Completely forgetting Dias and Mysty, Alyzandra shrieked with laughter as she recoiled from Brendan's touch only to have no way of escape. Soon she was gasping for breath and squirming in his hold. She tried once more to pull away and tripped over her three inch heels. "Aah!" she cried as she fell backwards.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 6:18 am
((We're still the same specie, so I wouldn't call it too much of a difference anyway. As a matter of fact, if it was't for this enormous distance between Sweden and Canada, I'd ask you out on a date rolleyes ))
"Are you all right Lyz?" Brendan asked with a concerned voice and helped her to get up on her feet. "You're such a klutz" he added, laughing a little. "You're the only person I know that carries a first aid kit with herself at all times. Though I guess it's necessary when wearing shoes like that." He looked around at the other two in the room for a moment with an apoligetical smile before laughing again.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 7:29 am
((Oh boy! You two are so going at it! rofl ))
Dias lay back in his chair, his emerald eyes locked on the two making a ruckus. Shaking is head dissapointingly, he turned his gaze to the front of the room. How long must he be kept waiting? It's one thing sit in the same room with these 'losers', it's another to have to put up with them.
Dias made a fist with his left hand, his patience dwindling. ( stressed )
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 5:14 pm
((Yeah, the Atlantic Ocean makes it hard to catch a movie, doesn't it? And I'm thinking we're using the same brain at the moment haha! Although, going out is something I need right now... and I can't hang with any of my local friends either....))
Shrugging at his comment, she looked down at her three inch heels. "It's not like I was wearing the five inch spike heels today," she stated as she brushed the dust off her skirt and the back of her shirt. She didn't reply to the first aid kit comment. She knew it was true and she made it no secret.
((Maybe we should temporarily make the trainer an NPC sicne we don't have any members of the church aside from the children.))
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 5:52 pm
((Ahhh, so cute =P
Well I'm hoping to be an author one day myself by the way ^^ I also got advice from an author who's my semi-friend. I met her, and haven't talked ot her since (not like I know where she lives, or her number. The best I know is her website >.<)
What province are you from anyway, Kitty-san?))
Mysty laughed watching the two, "You two get along pretty well, don't you?" Smiling again she groaned slightly, "Damn headaches..." she massaged her forehead gently watching them, her smile fading for her lips.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 5:56 pm
((I guess I'll just have to hike over the North Pole then. Should be easy enough during the summer. *is very optimistic* sweatdrop Either that, or I could take a plane next year instead. Actually, my mom's been saving some money for me that I'll get once I turn 18 by the end of October, and I was planning on using it to travel somwehere, though I haven't decided where yet. Of course, some of the money are already spent on the apartment I have, but it's worth it.))
"The stiletto heels of doom, you mean?" he asked and flinched. "My foot still hurts from when you 'accidentally' stepped on it with them on last time." He looked around for a while, wondering what took the teacher so long.
((You're right about making the teacher an NPC, though it should still have a character profile, so I'll whip something up here.
Mary's Rose Members:
Name: Janet Pascal
Age: 42
Gender: Female
Status: Trainer for the children
Weapon(s): A Beretta Olympic Mod. 80
Power(s): Can occasionally see short flashes of the near future. Is also very good at almost any kind psi usage.
Physical Description: 4 feet 7 inches tall, wears a whilte robe and the blonde hair is starting to turn white. The eyes are light brown.
Short Bio: After many years of work for the church, Janet has now retired and become a trainer for the children. She sees serving the church as her greatest calling.
Personality: The regular old and wise kind of person.
Weaknesses: Due to a sickness she had from birth, her bones are very fragile and breaks easily.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 6:05 pm
((Hokay, I'm back, with some ideas. I was planning on making the trainer an NPC, so if you guys think it's all right, then that's settled. Also, since I had orignally thought that none of you knew about your powers & the fact that Mary's Rose had an underground, but forgot to write that, (I'm kinda new at making threads, sweatdrop ) I'm thinking of changing it so that you knew these guys for a while, & already have a grasp of your powers. Of course, since I stink at making decisions, I figure I'll ask the members of the thread, in poll form. Oh, & one more thing, Zackal is going to be the official mod & helper person of this thread, mainly because we IM eachother every night discussing the plot details, so I figure it's high time I make it official. He's going to handle most of the church, & pretty much the good guys all around. I had more ideas for the bad guys, anyway. sweatdrop If anyone else wants to help & get a fancy title, just ask! NPCs are always open for the making & taking. So that's pretty much it, & green is my favorite color too! Green & purple are the greatest. 4laugh ))
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 6:09 pm
((Well, now that Janet exists, until someone willingly takes her role, I guess we all get to take turns being her?
And Solar-san is from Ontario. I can meet you part way in the Arctic! I've been 18 since February. Nyah nyah, I'm older! ^__^))
Alyzandra sent Mysty a rather shy smile. "Only outside of school. Brendan is nice but... uh... my friends would disapprove and forever torment him if they knew we were friends," she answered in a rather naive and shallow way. She never intended for it to sound like she thought Brendan wasn't her equal. It wasn't that at all. Her whole life she had wanted to fit in and finally being able to meant the world to her. It was something that meant a lot to her since she had been adopted. Most people were wary of her, especially since her foster mother was Wiccan. People still had an ill view of Wiccans.
Turning to say something to Brendan, Alyzandra was cut off by the sound of a door opening and then slamming shut. Quick steps echoed on the church basement's floor as the their teacher, the stout Janet Pascal, entered the room and cleared her throat demandingly, signalling the children to sit and be silent. Alyzandra just shot Brendan a goofy grin and took her seat once more.
((oh, if you guys are interested, I have some of my work posted online...))
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 6:14 pm
(Gomen ne Casron! I just assumed from Neko-chan's post that we knew of each other and our powers. Had I known we weren't meant to, I would have done things different. I'm sure all of us would have. Are we forgiven for our error?
And I agree! Purple and green rock!))
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