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DeirdreTonbo Vice Captain
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 Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 8:18 pm
To whomever this apartment is assigned,
This is your own place. Do with it as you wish, but you must stick to the general floorplan [as exemplified by the pics in the "About the Complex" sticky]. You may have guests over and you may move in with other residents. Keep in mind, however, that every apartment on the first and second floors has only one bedroom. The third floor contains apartments with two bedrooms. You may move to the third floor at any time though one of the management must be notified first.
Again, feel free to personalize your apartment and alter it as you see fit.
Have fun!
~Deirdre
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 7:44 am
As you walk into apartment 215, you see that all curtains are closed, not for privacy, but to obtain an absence of natural light. The carpets, walls, and ceilings are all a dark blue, and every lightbulb in the house is red, so that when the lights are on, the apartment turns a dark violet color. The kitchen is neat and tidy, and the tiles are also a dark blue.
The dining room is simple, a table with a few chairs being the only furniture in it.
In the living room, there is a single bookshelf with many books. Some of the genres you see include manga, science fiction, fantasy, and romance. Against the next wall, there is a TV with a PS2 sitting atop a small cabinet which holds many horror and anime DVDs, some CDs, and a few video games. Against the remaining wall is a loveseat, dark blue, of course, and a computer desk with an Alienware PC, a swivel chair in front of it.
Moving into the bedroom, you see it is of the same dark blue as the living room. A large bed takes up most of the room, the only space is the space in front of the door and the closet.. You almost wonder how the bed got into the room before you realize that it is two seperate mattresses in a large frame. The bed is covered with black sheets and a large comforter with a picture of Jack Skellington from The Nightmare Before Christmas.
The bathroom is as neat as the kitchen, and the same tiles are used for the floor.
As you go out through the living room to the patio, you move the balck curtains aside. Natural light floods your eyes and makes you blink in surprise. There are many potted plants on the railing of the patio, though most of them are nocturnal, and as it is daytime, their flowers are closed.
As you leave the patio, you make sure you close the curtain, and you exit the apartment.
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 8:25 am
Asmaria walked into her apartment, and she sighed as she looked around. It looked almost exactly as her other apartment had, except it was lacking in one thing. That one thing was important enough to her that, altough it was the only thing that seperated her old apartment from her new one, they were completely different because the new one was lacking this thing. This thing was not a thing at all, but a person. Asmaria ran her hand down one of her long, black, braided pigtails, and sighed again, tears forming in her amber brown eyes. She wiped them away with a pale hand. Asmaria straightened out her black midriff sweater and her black knee-length skirt, then went into her bedroom and flopped down on her bed, crying into her pillow. After a few moments of this, she promised herself to do something in the morning, pulled the covers over her, and fell asleep.
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 12:07 pm
Asmaria awoke with a start. With that all-too-important person gone, her nightmares had come back. Horrible nightmares she never wanted to have again. She went through her morning routine, then put on her trenchcoat and went outside, shivering as she stepped outside. She locked the door behind her and made her way downstairs.
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 9:56 am
Asmaria walked back into her apartment, closed the door, and threw her trenchcoat off. She went into her room and cried some more, wishing that she could have that person back in her life.
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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2006 8:51 am
Asmaria awoke with a start. She had cried herself to sleep, and she had had the same horrible dream. If this didn't stop, she would cry herself right into a pit of depression, if she hadn't already. She got up and took a shower, the warm water feeling good against her skin, almost as good as the touch of another woman. Sometime later, she stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around herself, then went to choose something to wear.
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 8:28 pm
Asmaria changed into a black t-shirt with a picture of a skull on it and a black miniskirt. This was the same ensemble she had been wearing the day she had first walked by 115 and found the door open and the girl laying next to her guitars. She pulled on a pair of striped knee-high socks and a pair of platform boots, and put a silver-chained obsidian pendant necklace on, then she threw on her trenchcoat and walked out her door once again.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 9:55 am
Asmaria walked back into her apartment. She was so depressed, she didn't even notice that she had left the door open. She threw off her trenchcoat and flopped herself down onto the couch, burying her face into the arm of it. It was the same couch she had had in her last apartment, and the memories flooded back to her. ((see the Old 102 -memories- thread for just some of the memories that are flooding through Asmaria's mind right now.))
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 12:36 pm
Asmaria got up from the couch, noticing that her door was open and getting up and closing it. She walked back over to the living room and began to type furiously on the keyboard, clicking her mouse repetitively, then sighing in frustration. She just couldn't do this without support. She knew Mr. Herriton would be pissed, but frankly, she didn't really care.
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