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 Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 6:38 am
Chris opened up the door to his dorm quietly and entered it with nothing but a soft click of the door to disturb the silence. He looked around the room to see a single stripped bed, a chair in the corner with a lamp, and a window.
He set all of his luggage down and shut the blinds to the window creating darkness. Feeling his way to the light switch, he could help but wonder what he'd done to make his parents send him off to such a miserable school.
After turning on the lights he quickly went to unpacking. He hurridly put away his clothes into the wardrobe, and went to setting up his easel, and music stand.
Mysteriously he heard a tapping at his window, looking, he found the clouds had come in and there was rain falling against his window.
Liking the mood, got out his flute and started to play a minor melody. He poured his feelings into it, remembering the one event that made his hate the rain.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 7:08 am
As the rain stoped, Chris set down his flute. He looked around and gave a slight sigh, and wiped away the tears that had been flowing down his beautiful face.
After just stading there, trying to again bury the feelings that had yet again risen from their dark, dusty graves, he started to uneasy. He'd only been at the school for a few hours, and yet he was already remembering the one event that he'd rather spend the rest of his life forgetting.
He went over to his things on the desk and got out a CD player and put in his earbuds. He figured that music could save him from this hell. So, he started to listen to a mix starting withFrozen by Within Temptation
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2009 6:14 am
Christopher walked into his room after browsing campus and taking a few more pictures. He walked over to his Laptop at his desk and hooked up his camara to it and went to download the pictures.
After printing off the one of the cherry tree in the Lane, he set forth to set up the canvas to which his picture could be put on. He gridded the picture so that he would know that each part was to proper ratio. Chris looked around and didn't feel the mood to paint. He needed music to help bring out the best of his paint.
He walked over to his laptop and chose to listen to Suite Modale by Ernest Bloch and turned it up so it was blareing. He music itself felt arabic in feel, though he knew it was just the affect. He then just went on to painting, noting that his door was unlocked, but not really caring as he really knew no one at this school.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2009 1:26 pm
((I posted something in Zac's dorm room. You can take the lead or not, its up to you. ))
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2009 7:05 am
((feel free to take the lead anytime you want.... Anyways, I'll post something in Zac's Dorm))
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 6:58 am
ChrisChris while he was singing the song got up and walked over to his unfinished painting. It was well done, though there was bearly any detail to it at all. He looked at it with disguest and started to rip it out of the frame it was in the then threw it against the door and finished singing the song. "That rat bas-," was the last thing he said before he fell to the ground, unconscious.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 12:41 pm
Zac Selchytski After what seemed like hours, Zac left his dorm for Chris'. Although it was only down the hall, he took his time getting there. He was busy reminiscing about the other boy yelling at him in French, and how Zac called him an 'amusing little s**t' out of anger, in German. He shook his head and took a deep breath. As he reached for the door, he started to open it. When it wouldn't budge, he slammed his shoulder into the door. Forcing his way in, he found Christopher sprawled out on the floor. The surfer knelt down beside the boy, and dialed a number for the hospital. "Sakura Lane hospital, how may I help you?" a voice asked. Zac shook his head, and stood up. "Theres...some kid. He's unconscious." he said simply, and walked over towards the door. "Paramedics will be there shortly. There may be a need for a blood transfusion, if he's dehydrated or has high blood pressure. What type are you?" the woman asked. "Type O." Zac said simply. After paramedics arrived, they took Christopher off the floor and over to the hospital. Zac rode with him, but dared not to look at him. Once inside, Christopher was taken to another room, while Zac was led into an examination room. It was there that the nurse took a pint of his blood, and sent it over to the treatment room for the doctors to use on Christopher. Zac stopped the nurse before he left. "What ever they do, do not tell him that I gave him my blood." he said, before walking out of the hospital and returning to Takaba.
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 10:14 am
((bump-bump!!!!!!!))
((will be posting soon.... Just need to get through ma classe du francais))
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 11:53 am
(Ok...I'm going to reply to my massive roleplays in the time being...))
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2009 6:20 am
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 7:43 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 11:54 am
ChrisChris set foot in his room and let the door shut behind him. His tears were back in his eyes as he relived the moments that Nick had taken from him.... Quote: They went to the park by their neighborhood to just hang out. Chris had just gotten a scholarship to a prestigious music school and wanted to tell Nick. So, when they got there in their secret spot... he told him. Nick went into a fury because he had been rejected from that very school. Nick started to hit Chris around, but then went oddly silent. Next thing he remembered was Nick had taken off his pants and was advancing towards him. After that? Chris couldn't remember. The pain was still there though... where Nick had forced his way in and relentlessly pleasured himself all the while hurting Chris.
By this time the tears were falling and he was silently crying in his room on his bed in the corner. Zac didn't know what kind of pain he'd been though. Chris didn't want Zac to hurt him like that.
Zac made Chris feel the same way he did around Nick. Zac may not have wanted that, but he did. Chris was afraid he'd be raped again.
Chris thinking this all over quietly sobbed to himself and then fell asleep.
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 7:00 am
ChristopherChris was asleep until Zac busted through his door. He looked at the boy with a freightened stare, "Wh... What are you doing?" Chris shouted. "Get out of my room!" He then looks at Nick standing behind Zac so nonchalantly and his eyes look like those of a deer caught in headlights.
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 7:07 am
 Nickolas Nick smiles his wolfish smile again, "Surprise!" he says in a sarcastic tone. "It's been a while, hasn't it Chris?" Nick walks over brushing past Zac and leans on the bed to force a kiss on Chris and then looks back at Zac with a devilish look. "Zac, was it? Please be a dear and fix the door and then LEAVE," he looks at Chris, "We have some... 'catching up' to do."
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 7:10 am
ChristopherChris looked beyond shocked as Nick came over to force the kiss on him. By now the thoughts of his rape were back and stronger than ever as he started to shake from the fright he had of this boy sitting next to him. He tries to back into the corner of his bed, but finds that he is still there and has no way out. Chris looks at Zac with fear in his eyes, "Don't-"
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