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 Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 5:11 pm
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 What you see when you walk in  Two sets of bed on each wall (four beds in total.) West Wall:Bed 1: ZaneBed 2: MorgenEast Wall:Bed 3: EllieBed 4: Annabell The bathroom
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 8:30 am
 Annabell Lee When I do I dream of drowning in the ocean,
Longing for the shore, where I can lay my head down,
I'll follow your voice, all you have to do is shout it out... Anna walked inside of her dorm and glanced around. "Hm." She mumbled softly, "Seems nice." The vampire noted quietly. She walked to a bed on the far east wall and put her things down. Feeling content with the bed she'd chosen, the immortal teenage climbed up the ladder to her bed, carrying nothing but a small composistion notebook, and laid down.
She tilted her head back and closed her eyes. This was nice already. And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side,
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 10:52 am
βπ₯π¦π«π¦π€ππͺπ¦β β This World is Twisted beyond repair....  βββββββββββββββββββ
Zane walked back from powers class, having had an odd day to say the least. He'd first made an appearance to the school at the nearby lake where he'd seen many other students of every kind there. Though he was happy that none of them approached him, and his solitude had continued up until he'd gone to his first class, which was with a teacher he still really didn't know the name of, but she sure as heck knew who he was. Shaking his head he pondered about the girl that had tried speaking with him, he was unsure as to why he'd felt the need to even look up at her when he spoke back. It was as though he knew she wouldn't be able to understand him unless he did so. Sighing he shifted the messenger bag on his shoulder where his noted book and other items resided.
He sighed and decided not to think about it as he came upon his room. When he opened the door he was relieved to see the decor was something he was used to and nothing gody or unfamiliar. Sighing he closed the door and remembered that it was a four bed rooming area, and he had to make sure to call out something to let others know he was there, if anyone else was living there at that moment. "Erm.....Hello....I'll be staying her too," He whinced at his own words. He was so not used to that. But in time he would become used to it eventually. He walked down the hall past the living area and to the bedroom area. He looked around and noted that one bed was already taken, so he took the first one on the west wall. He started to set up his area, putting note books and some reading books on the little shelves below the bunking area. The rest of his stuff would appear tomorrow when it would be shipped in from the place he'd be prior to coming to the academy.
He looked over at the occupant in the room before looking away again. He sat in the rolling chair and started to write something in the journals he had, keeping the atmosphere quiet and respectful for the other that was there. Of course it didn't help that his naturally distant nature was causing him to act in such a manner. His visible Indigo eyes glanced over the sheet of paper before him before he wrote something off to the side of the page. He looked around to see if there was a clock, but there was none in the room, so it left him wondering what time it was. Though he had an odd feeling he knew it was around maybe noon since powers class really hadn't been all that long in the first place.
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β§ ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ :: Dormitory xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx β§ talks to :: NA/ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx β§ ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ :: A bit nervous and oddly calm XXβ§ Current thoughts :: I'm Bored XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXβ§ His Melody ::3. Dance With The Devil
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 10:57 am
Annabell Lee When I do I dream of drowning in the ocean,
Longing for the shore, where I can lay my head down,
I'll follow your voice, all you have to do is shout it out... Anna raised her head to find someone else inside the dorm. He had blueish-purpleish eyes, indigo? She tucked her pencil behind her ear- barely peeking out of that head of strangely colored hair. She blinked a few times, and rested her head against the board,
"Uh, hi then." She broke into a casual smile.
"I'm Anna. She wiggled her toes and looked him over again. "What's your name?" She questioned casually. She paused again to await his answer. And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side,
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 1:28 pm
βπ₯π¦π«π¦π€ππͺπ¦β β This World is Twisted beyond repair.... βββββββββββββββββββ
Zane felt himself jump slightly, obviously not used to people talking to him. Or at least in a civil manner that is. It was odd coming to this school and finding people who won't hex you or curse you for being different. He turned to look at her with his one visible eye, as she spoke to him. At first when he'd first saw her he'd though she was a guy, but it was no surprise that he was wrong, considering when it came to appearance, often had he been wrong in the first place. He set his pencil down and gave his full attention as to not be rude to her. "My name is Zane...it is a pleasure to meet you Anna," He inclined his head in a slight bow like gesture, a sign of respect.
Something that had been a part of his human life he'd once lived long ago, even when others were cruel to him, he was still polite. Not very often did he ever get angry about anything. Then again he was only striving to be like everyone else around him back then....human....and not the being they claimed him to be. He'd wanted to be so much like them, but in the end the people from his era would never accept him for who he was.
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....Yet I can not seem to Care.β β
β§ ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ :: Dormitory xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx β§ talks to :: Anna xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx β§ ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ :: A bit nervous and oddly calm XXβ§ Current thoughts :: I'm Bored XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXβ§ His Melody ::3. Dance With The Devil
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 2:01 pm
Annabell Lee When I do I dream of drowning in the ocean,
Longing for the shore, where I can lay my head down,
I'll follow your voice, all you have to do is shout it out... Anna blinked, surprised by the guesture of respect. Nobody had done that in a long time... That brought her back to her memories with a boy she only knew by as Poe untill she found one of his poems in a book. Annabel Lee, a bit ironic is it not? She knew that poem had to be about her. Mainly for a fact she had to fake her own death along the shore of a beach. She's had to do that, luckily, only three times. The thought made her smile, he was the only human she'd interacted with in a long time. He understood the fact that she was a Vampire, and not the bloodsucking kind.
She shook out of her reverie and smiled slightly. "Nice to meet you too, Zane." She and would've curtsied, thank good there was no consequences to not wearing dresses in this century, but even so- she bowed her head as well. "No one really does that anymore." She said with a slight shrug. "A bit a shame, the lack of formallities and all."
Anna stretched a bit more, "It's nice to know someone else has seen the centuries go by." She said, smiling a bit more broadly. And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side,
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 10:45 am
βπ₯π¦π«π¦π€ππͺπ¦β β This World is Twisted beyond repair.... βββββββββββββββββββ
Zane looked to her when she finally spoke and only half smiled as he looked down and away. He knew that it was an old courtesy that no one used anymore, but it was a part of who he was no matter if times had changed over the years or not. He remembered back to his village, and how he'd tried so hard everyday to gain their approval of him. He remembered someone who had tried, but something had caused him to turn vicious and violent. Like most of his hopes back then he'd been deeply hurt and over time he'd just tried harder until he couldn't take it anymore. Shaking his head he shook himself out of his past, and looked up at her once again.
"Yes, I've noticed...though it can't be helped. So much has changed as well besides formalities. Though I can't help it....It's a part of who I am, and always will be," He said in a soft tone. When she spoke of someone having seen the centuries he oddly wondered as to how long he'd lived. He could seem to recall exactly how old he was anymore. After living in this inhuman form for so long had made him unaware as to how old he was anymore. Sighing he nodded, "Yes I have lived a long time, as I'm sure you have as well, from what I could gather by your words," He thought for a moment, "Though living out there as we are now.....It would be no different from the time I once lived, and thus I'm glad to have found a place where I won't be judged for who or what I am. It's probably the only thing that has changed in a long time......the humans still believe in monsters and call us as such,"
He shook his head and sighed slightly, "To tell the truth I can't even remember the era I lived in. Though I can say it was a very very very long time ago.... he spaced a bit but shook himself out of it, he was taking a trip down memory lane to often for him to like. Out of everything in his life he hated his past the most, for it was also his weakness as well. Sighing he decided to apologies, "I'm sorry if I space to often....My once human life still bothers me from time to time." He spoke truthfully, mostly because he hated to lie to people, and thought it easier to speak truthfully. Then again from his time line, if you lied, you often got hurt. But being whom and he was back then, people called him a lier even if he had told the truth.
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β§ ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ :: Dormitory xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx β§ talks to :: Anna xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx β§ ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ :: A bit nervous and oddly calm XXβ§ Current thoughts :: I'm Bored XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXβ§ His Melody ::3. Dance With The Devil
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 3:18 pm
Annabell Lee When I do I dream of drowning in the ocean,
Longing for the shore, where I can lay my head down,
I'll follow your voice, all you have to do is shout it out... Anna nodded, "A shame, really. I don't mind it at all. Being who you are is more fun that being a cardboard cutout." She said.
When he talked about living a long time, she didn't deny it. "I have. I don't remember how long, but I was around, I believe- before Edgar Allen Poe. You have heard of him, haven't you?" She questioned, but moved on to the next part of what he was saying.
She laughed softly."Monsters, Myths. They just perfer to hide behind the truth." She said with a shrug. She recalled a boy whom kept eating garlic a lot when she was around, and how he wore a cross around his neck. It deflected blood-sucking vampires- but not her.
Anna understood when he talked about his human life being bothersome. "I try to look ahead. I don't remember much of my human life. I'm not even sure I had one. But I think rather about tomorrow because it's unpredictable." And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side,
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 5:27 pm
βπ₯π¦π«π¦π€ππͺπ¦β β This World is Twisted beyond repair.... βββββββββββββββββββ
Zane couldn't help it, her first statement had him smiling a bit more with a chuckle to add to the affect. It made it known he really didn't do that often, having been a social flunky being a part of it since he always distanced himself from people. When she spoke of Edgar Allen Poe he nodded, "I recall he wrote a poem once called Black Cat....or something to that affect it has been a while since I last read one of his pieces. Though I used to have one of the first published books by him when they'd come out......I won't know until the rest of my things come in, to see if I still own it." He loved books, along with writing a few of his own. He wondered if the movers would be careful with his boxed books and CD's, but it couldn't be helped if they weren't. When she spoke of monsters and myths however he got a distant look to him as he relived a past memory once again.
She was right though, because when people couldn't explain something they label it as a monster or unnatural. Often such occurrences would become myths because no one ever saw it again. Like he'd been labeled a monster, because of his uncanny ability to heal quickly and his slitted indigo eyes....well eye now. Since his other one was hidden beneath the patch that covered his right eyes. He shook his head lightly and nodded, "You are right about that...though....I wish I could forget..." He looked down and away, "What I wouldn't give to have my memories erased....." He sighed and ran a hand through his bangs, uncovering his eye patch for a moment before he moved his hand away again to let the bangs fall back over it.
"It's hard to look ahead when so much brings back the awful memories of a life that once was. But being what I am now s to remember everything I've ever done to be unable to forget and to usher the souls of those who die to the worlds beyond," He looked up again and blushed slightly, "I'm sorry.....I started to babble..." That was unlike him and he knew it better then anyone. When had he last talked to someone other then for class or work? It had been a long long time. He sighed and mentally cursed his inability to be more social.
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β§ ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ :: Dormitory xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx β§ talks to :: Anna xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx β§ ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ :: A bit nervous and oddly calm XXβ§ Current thoughts :: I'm Bored XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXβ§ His Melody ::3. Dance With The Devil
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 1:05 pm
β½ Fill my head with lies,
and I'll believe every word you say.
It's alright, I love you anyway... βΎ  β β
π°llie πΎmith β
β Ellie stumbled down the hallway, dragging a suitcase larger than she was along with a couple of backpacks. She kept track of the numbers on the doors until she stopped in front of her room. The door was cracked open and she could hear voices from inside. She normally would knock, but her hands were full. Instead she stuck her head inside the door and called out timidly, "Hello?" She stumbled in and saw the room. It was very nice, very different from what she was used to. Trying not to gawk like a country girl, she concentrated on dragging her stuff over to her bed before she dropped it all. She stood infront off her bags debating how to deal with it all. It probably wasn't a ton of baggage for normal people, but since she was so small, the bags were probably twice her weight. Now she would have to figure out how to talk to her roomates...OOC:...β½ Look me in the eyes,
and tell me everything will be okay.
It's alright, I love you anyway... βΎ
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 2:10 pm
Annabell Lee When I do I dream of drowning in the ocean,
Longing for the shore, where I can lay my head down,
I'll follow your voice, all you have to do is shout it out... Anna smiled, looking up at the ceiling, "Yeah, he was a good friend..." Quickly snapping out of what she just said, she tried to cover up what she said. "I-I mean overall person!" She almost clamped her mouth shut, flustered. Her face was bright pink with embarassment."I-I mean P-Poet! Yeah, poet!" The teenage vampire facepalmed, wishing she hadn't said anything in the first place.
She calmed down quickly enough, but her ears were tinged pink still flustered from her screw up of words. "I know what angle you're coming from. But would you rather have no memory and not even know who you were?" Anna shook her head to answer her own question. "Events in the past make up who you are now, and I personally think being an annoying Va-person is good enough." She mentally cursed again, she almost said vampire.
Anna managed to smile again once he apologized. "Nah, it's cool. It's nice to just listen sometimes."
Then she heard the door open. "Hello?" "Hey! New person!" She turned her head and was over in a flash. "Hey, I'm Anna Lee, just call me Anna." She smiled, enough to expose those two fangs she hated so much- they did absolutely nothing to her. "Welcome to the dorm!"
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side,
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 3:01 pm
β½ Fill my head with lies,
and I'll believe every word you say.
It's alright, I love you anyway... βΎ β β
π°llie πΎmith β
β Elli let out a strangled yip as a person suddenly was there. After dropping a stack of books on the floor, she appologized. "Sorry, I've been known to be startled easily." She turned red.
She listened to the girl's introduction and regained enough courage to smile and introduce herself. "Anna? It's nice to meet you. My name is Ellie, Ellie Smith. Thank you for the welcome, I haven't gotten many since I got here, I'm afraid. I was worried about fitting in. I'm a bit of a small town girl, and everything here is so big and new to me." She noticed the fangs immediately since her eyesight was so keen. "Are you a vampire? That's so cool! I've never met one before. I haven't met any other races before other than faerie and human. I'm a faerie myself, plant type." She looked from one roomate to the other. She suddenly remembered something. "Oh, neither of you guys are allergict to any kinds of plants are you? I was told to ask since I have a strong passion for flowers and such."OOC:... β½ Look me in the eyes,
and tell me everything will be okay.
It's alright, I love you anyway... βΎ
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 4:53 pm
The beatings will continue... Morgen slipped in through a crack in the air and tossed her hands out to the sides, arching her back and looking quite bold in the act.
I am what the people call Morgenstern, and you may call me as such! I come before you all so I might acquire a room!
Might you be so kind as to let sweet little me take your fourth bed?
She bowed heavily, her arms stretched outwards.
She bowed so low that her relatively average length hair touched the floor, leaving scratches and burns. Until morale improves.
-Morgenstern
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 5:36 pm
Annabell Lee When I do I dream of drowning in the ocean,
Longing for the shore, where I can lay my head down,
I'll follow your voice, all you have to do is shout it out... Anna smiled, happy to meet Ellie Smith. When though, she called her a vampire, her face reddened- and her smile dissapeared. "I'm not exactly, er...A vampire." She started.
"But I am....Uh...Like- I don't feed on blood. But feelings." She ran a hand through her hair. "It's like, if you're hurt- I can absorb that pain and leave you numb for a stretch of time." She sighed, opening and closing her hand-feeling as if there was nothing out there for her hand to touch even when they were enclosed on themselves.
"We take the feelings away to feel alive."
She lowered her gaze, suddenly gloomy. Merely shaking her head, she had no allergies. No pain, no sensory system at all.
When Morgen appeared, she merely raised her eyes, their iridescent blue shining. "Uh yeah, it's not being used."
Anna walked over to her bed and picked up her sketchbook again, then slipped the pencil out from being her ear. She proceeded to curl up and sketch. No more talking for now. And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side,
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 5:46 pm
The beatings will continue... She whipped up, standing board straight with a smile the size of an angry pigeon.
Thank'yuh dear! And I believe the word you are after is parasite!
She puffed up her chest and snaked her tail, similar to a squirrel full of fear at that dog chasing it up my tree out back. That isn't my dog. Until morale improves.
-Morgenstern
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