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 Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 3:06 am
 STORYThey have grown up together in the same neighborhood. Their houses sat next to each other. Their parents were best friends. They had attended the same schools. They aspired for the same major. They went to the same college. They worked on the same floor. Doing the same job. They even shared the same friends! But this isn't your typical romance. Oh no, these too absolutely hate each other. But is that what they truly feel? Perhaps its just that they were too stubborn to realize their feelings. Too thick headed to get passed the "Ew the opposite sex has cooties!" stage. But now, would they continue their mutual dislike, or will their feelings finally prevail? ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 3:20 am
 SETTINGTime: 7:30 P.M. Place: Break room. Situation: Bob Felcher, the guy that refills the snack machine, hits on Her. She isn't interested and tries to convey that without hurting his feelings. But he doesn't take the hint. He continues to be aggravating then He saunters in. He is enraged and She has no idea why. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 3:25 am
RULES
1) Eh, don't be an a**. Includes silly god-modding.
2) Cursing; allowed but no overdosing.
3) Romance; PG-13. Mention of passionate embraces and such are fine. Do NOT go into detail about it.
4)Questions? PM me.
5) Need to be OOC? Do this: (( Text goes here. ))
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 3:26 am
SKELLY Username:
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Age: (Roughly college age.19-25)
Personality:
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Brief Bio:
Appearance: (Pic; real or anime, or descriptive paragraph.) ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 10:52 am
Username: S C A R Y G I R L I E Character Name: Elle Isabella Tudor Nickname: 'El.. Ella.. Bell.. Bella.. Ms.Tudor.. Though that one gets on my nerves.. Age: 19. Personality: Charming, sweet, stubborn, pretty nice ((at times..)), but can be mean, heartless, cold, and just plain merciless.. Dislikes: Pigheaded guys.. Jerks.. Mean guys.. Pretty much anyone rude.. Oh and did I forget to say him...?! Likes: Sweets.. Candies.. Music.. My violin.. I guess my job.. Brief Bio: Elle was your typical girl, who went on dates during high school.. Had her heart broken by a few guys.. But never got really serious with anyone.. But he was always there to make some snarky little remark. Yeah so what, they grew up together, practicly stood side by side through high school.. But that didn't mean they were AT ALL friends! To her, he was the most pigheaded jerk of a guy she ever knew! She hated his guts right down to the bones.. But could she really kind of.. Like him? Well, she's been trying to figure that one out since the high school graduation.. Appearance: 
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 4:18 pm
"I'm not cinderella..
Don't try selling me that fairy tale crap..
Where's my happy ending..?" Ignoring the fact that he just walked in. She tried going around Bob only to have her hand grabbed. Glaring to the side she pulled her hand out of his grasp. A hand flew forward connecting with the young mans face. Which caused him to stumble back. Looking up her usually soft emerald colored eyes were hardened. Shoving him away she looked up into his eyes from being angry."I told you no! Now why don't you get that?!"Screeched her voice harshly watching his eyes widen. Seeing the look on his face she quirked an eyebrow. Why was he getting huffy and puffy? Scoffing she then moved forward stopping a little.
Looking to the side then back to Bob her eyes growing into a sea of angered sea's of emotions. Locking her eyes on his widen mahogony colored eyes. Out stretching her hand she pointed her finger out to him."Next time, I won't be so nice.. So watch it, Felcher.."Warned her voice acidly before she turned away. Her uniform pencil skirt kept her from running. But instead she turned around passing by him. Not even bothering to look to him from knowing already what he was thinking. She was just waiting for a snarky little comment about her denying him. Like usual she expected him to come after her taunting and teasing her. Shaking her head a little, her neatly placed bun shook a little with her. "Don't think your all hot..
Try and woo me with a glance..?
Lets see you try, I'll die laughing.."
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 2:37 pm
Username: Oni-Panda379 Character Name: Brenan Smallwood Nickname: Bren,Mr. BS, Smallwood, Itty-Biity Woody (by his work buddies) Age: 20 Personality: Suave, smooth, arrogant, stubborn, a bit forceful when angry although he can be a real sweetie to his lady. When it comes to work and the like, he is a rather smart cookie. Dislikes: bossy, nagging women and sour food. Working too much without some play. His nicknames featuring his last name. But more importantly, her. Likes: Sweets, spicy food, women, and playing the piano. Brief Bio: Bren is a smooth talking, ladies man. He loves to flirt and be flirted with. But thanks to her and her mouth, the ladies think his all about dropping pants and hearts. They grew up together. But that means nothing. She was always ruining his day. So he does what he can to irritate her and get under her skin. Why does he try to hard though? Maybe there's deeper feelings he refuses to knowledge. Maybe the little kids had it right. Aggravate the one's you like. Appearance: 
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 3:10 pm
♥ ♥ Brenan Smallwood
Smallwood Smallwood ♥ ♥ "What can I say, I like the way the curves flow." Brenan strode out of the break room. Much more nonchalant and uncaring in his posture. Goodness did that girl hit hard. Poor old Bob may have gotten his nose broken...A smirk curved one side of his mouth. For some reason, he couldn't seem to muster any sympathy for the guy. He was just a few paces from the object of his thoughts. The usual pencil styled skirt fitted her form pleasantly. His steps falters a bit. No, he would NEVER in a million years think of her like that.
"Well Ms. Tudor, that was one heck of a let down. You might have broke the poor guy's nose." His smirk widened a bit. Amusement making his moss green eyes glow. "I wonder what you'd do if you liked a guy." He let the comment hand in the air for effect. He casually at on the edge of her desk. As if the were there often. Now that he thought about it, maybe he was there too often. "So elegant and lively as they form a woman's shape."
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 6:20 pm
"I'm not cinderella..
Don't try selling me that fairy tale crap..
Where's my happy ending..?" Sitting down at her desk she looked up to the ceiling almost in a gesture to ask god why. Looking up her white short sleeved button shirt hugged at her chest. Allowing a sigh to escape her lips she ignored Bren for a moment. Looking to the side out of the small window near her desk she knew that was the third time this month that someone tried asking her out. She began to wonder why she wouldn't accept some of the dates. It's not like they were all bad or unattractive.. She just couldn't imagine what he would think. Suddenly standing up she slammed her fist on her table."Thats it! I'm taking a day off!!"Hissed her voice her words were so laced with frusteration and stress. Sure, she had to have a certain file in by the day after tomorrow. But she could finish the paperwork at home.
Blinking a little once she heard chuckles she turned around. Seeing a few of the guys she worked with she shot them glares. Smirking once they shut up and walked away she then claimed her seat before shoving Bren off her desk."Oi.. What'd you say, small itty bitty tiny puny woody..?"Asked her voice loudly as she smirked glaring up to him. Listening to a few of the new secretaries blush before murmuring about his 'smallwood'. That just made her smirk even more. Good, now he couldn't bother those poor girls. Standing up she snatched her file off her desk before passing Bren by. Moving a piece of hair from her emerald colored eyes she then stuck out her tongue back to him. Giggling evilly she moved forward ignoring the looks from fellow coworkers. "Don't think your all hot..
Try and woo me with a glance..?
Lets see you try, I'll die laughing.."
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 6:44 pm
♥ ♥ Brenan Smallwood
Smallwood Smallwood ♥ ♥ "What can I say, I like the way the curves flow." Brenan leaned lightly on the short wall that separated the work stations. "Don't worry ladies. She's just overworked." He winked at them. "Trust me, there's nothing small about me." The women broke into giggles. Bren pushed off to follow after Isabella's quick form. "Know what you need?" He quickly caught up with her with long strides. "You need a good lay. You've been so uptight lately." Yeah, she punched someone in the face. Anger management would have been a better suggestion but the idea came after he spoke. He looked down at her shirt. The material strained to keep her covered.It also rose with her angry breathing. He quickly averted his gaze. Geez, what has gotten into him lately? "So elegant and lively as they form a woman's shape."
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 7:14 pm
"I'm not cinderella..
Don't try selling me that fairy tale crap..
Where's my happy ending..?" Shooting him a glare her mascara and thin black eyeliner outlined eyes narrowed. She was seconds from either kneeing him in the groin or killing him completely. Sighing deeply she then looked forward heading to copier machine. Stopping in front of it she placed a paper down before she began to copy it."What does it matter to you anyways??!! And stop following me damn it! Geez, you pigheaded creep.."Retorted her voice coldly before she crossed her arms over her chest. Sticking out her bottom lip a tell tale sign that something was bothering her. But the true reason why she had been acting so weird lately was because he had began to flirt with the new secretaries. Shoving the thought way down she scoffed before kicking the flooring with her heel.
Though upon sighing she looked down her eyes a sea of emotions once more. Shaking her head a bit she then glared to the side. She felt like crying right now from being stupid. Why was she acting so jealous? She didn't even like him, he was the complete opposite of her type. Looking up she then looked up to him before feeling her eyes harden. Shoving him away she glared back to the copier pursing her lips."Just get the hell out of my sight, Smallwood.. I hate you! Don't you get that?!"She said acidly before she grabbed her copies before walking out. Passing by her desk she slammed the papers down on her desk. Walking past that she went to her usual place to think which was the roof. Leaning against the door frames wall she glared forward wondering what was up with her lately. "Don't think your all hot..
Try and woo me with a glance..?
Lets see you try, I'll die laughing.."
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 7:37 pm
♥ ♥ Brenan Smallwood
Smallwood Smallwood ♥ ♥ "What can I say, I like the way the curves flow." Brenan clenched his fists. Anger boiled inside him. That look in her eyes touched something inside. It wasn't like when they were little. When she'd pout at him when he upset her. She was really hurting."Damn it all..." He ran a hand through his hair is exasperation. He'd better find out what happened. He charged in the direction were she went, but he lost her. "Where's Isabella?" He asked one of the messengers. He pointed to the stairs. "I think she may have gone to the roof." Brenan nodded his thanks and jogged up the stairs. He saw her in the threshold of the door. "Hey, Isabella, wait." He never called her by her first name and it felt strange. But not in a negative way. He hated apologizing, but it seemed he may have gone to far. "Alright, I'm sorry, okay?" He grumbled, shifting his weight from one leg to another. Why was he even apologizing. He hated her. He should be happy right now. He ran a frustrated hand through his hair. Maybe he needed the day off. "So elegant and lively as they form a woman's shape."
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 7:48 pm
"I'm not cinderella..
Don't try selling me that fairy tale crap..
Where's my happy ending..?" Holding two curled fists near her eyes she sniffled a little. She was of course crying he was such an idiot. And he was cruel and a jerk. But why was she crying over someone like him?! Rubbing her eyes and wiping them she sniffled a bit more."I hate your guts.. You idiot.. Get the hell away from me..."She whispered her voice a bit strained but really soft. Moving forward she didn't want him to see her like this. Why did he even care?! He always went around bad mouthing her around his friends and saying what a nuissance she was. So why was he standing there apologizing. Feeling her shoulders drop a little she let out a choked sob.
It hurt seeing him like that. Being all over the new secretaries but she shouldn't care. Shaking her head she wiped her eyes a bit thankful for water proof mascara and eyeliner. Turning around she glared to the ground before she moved forward. Stopping in front of him for a moment she slapped him across the face before moving past him."Don't talk to me ever again.."Shouted out her voice before she ran down the stairs. Grabbing her belongings at her cubicle she had her friend talk to their boss to excuse her. Walking out of the building she looked forward ignoring what possible thoughts he could be thinking right now. "Don't think your all hot..
Try and woo me with a glance..?
Lets see you try, I'll die laughing.."
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 8:10 pm
♥ ♥ Brenan Smallwood
Smallwood Smallwood ♥ ♥ "What can I say, I like the way the curves flow." He stood there in silent shock. Sure she's taunted him, yelled and him, but she never slapped him. That didn't shock him nearly as much as what he saw in her eyes. Hurt and full of tears. He made her cry. "Damn it all!" He turned to the small shed like cover of the stairs. He punched the door as hard as he could. Cursing, he cradled his hand to his chest. It wasn't broken, but it would need a bandage. He made his way slowly down the stairs. The two new secretaries were huddled next to the water cooler gossiping. They gave him nasty glares as he past. Geez, he really screwed up. The fact that he made her cry wouldn't get out of his head. There wasn't much he could do right now, but did have to do something soon. He decided to wait till he got off work so she had time to cool off. He ran his uninjured left hand through his now messy hair. He really was a jerk. "So elegant and lively as they form a woman's shape."
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 8:35 pm
"I'm not cinderella..
Don't try selling me that fairy tale crap..
Where's my happy ending..?" Walking she cursed under her breath glaring to the ground. Who did he think he was?! Being cruel and taunting her all the time? Letting her hair down she moved to her usual hid out spot. Which was a little cafe near her apartment. She hated him so much right now! She truly wanted to kick him in the groin for doing that to her. Did he even care that he made her look foolish in front of everyone?! Sighing she knew the anger was just built up frusteration. Truthfully, she had been going out of her way to get him to notice her. Lately he'd just been brushing her off and ignoring her. Which explained her little blow up just then. Rubbing her redden eyes she ignored the glances from a few young men."What an idiot.. He's so dense.."Mumbled her voice as she shook her head. Getting a pat on the head she blinked a little before looking up.
Seeing her old guy friend Christopher she blinked a bit before sniffling a little. Who could've possibly.. Ohhh! She was going to kill Mary tomorrow! Looking to the side she swatted his hand away. Her lips turned into a scowl before she felt her eyes begin to burn."What do you want..?"She said softly yet irritatedly before blinking a little feeling him hug her. Thats right.. Whenever Brenan was ever mean or cruel to her, Chris always came to her rescue. Sniffling a bit more she then began to cry letting it all out. Gripping his arm lightly she hid her face in his chest not wanting to let anyone see how pathetic she was. "Don't think your all hot..
Try and woo me with a glance..?
Lets see you try, I'll die laughing.."
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