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[Jaydee scott Vanity]

- - YOU WERE ALONE BEFORE WE MET, NO MORE FORLORN THAN ONE COULD GET
HOW COULD WE KNOW WE HAD FOUND TREASURE HOW SINISTER AND HOW CORRECT
*IT WAS A LEAP OF FAITH I COULD NOT TAKE, A PROMISE I COULD NOT MAKE
- - - - - - - - - - my ashtray heart

The teenager curled up in a corner of the room, rocking back-and-forth with his frightened blue eyes wide as the monsters crowded around him, clamoring for his attention. One large one reached out as if to touch the stuffed rabbit he held clutched to his chest like a life preserver, but he shrieked and shifted away, and the monster withdrew its hand. "Jaydee, come on." It whined to him, pouting sadly though he could see the razor-sharp teeth behind its lips. His head shook, his lips formed the word 'no' silently as his head ducked into his knees, clutching the rabbit to him.

They left him alone then, curled up in the corner, tears streaking down his face. He felt so alone...he needed to be with someone, he couldn't be alone. If he didn't find someone soon, they would come back again, and then he would be screwed. Pulling the sleeves of his pink hoodie down to hide the new cuts along his arm, he stood and made his way out of his room, the blood-stained and ragged rabbit clutched tightly to his chest as he glanced around him.

A black fedora sat on his head, covered with a design of roses over part of it. Black-painted nails clutched the ragged rabbit tightly, and pink eyeliner made his light blue eyes stand out. One hand crept up to clutch at the heart pendant he wore around his neck as he crept down the hallways, something his sister had given him in reward for sleeping with a large group of men one night. He'd done it just to please her, and to feel loved for a little while, even if it meant using his body to do so. He'd awakened alone the next morning, and she'd been waiting for him with the necklace in one hand, counting the money she'd made.

He shook his head to rid himself of the memories, his lower lip tucking between his teeth as he glanced around to find himself in a large, dark room full of books: this place had a library? With an excited smile, he raced back into the shelves, emerging a few seconds later with a book that seemed interesting. He curled up on one of the hard chairs with his rabbit on his lap and began to read, losing himself happily in the book. After all, it was better than nothing, although he still longed for someone to cuddle against...he hated being alone.

i tore the muscle from your chest, used it to stub out cigarettes
LISTENED TO YOUR SCREAMS OF PLEASURE, WATCH BEDSHEETS TURN BLOOD RED
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FOR OPEN. 410 WORDS. JAYDEE VANITY WEARS THIS. TEMPLATE BY SPECIAL K !.

[isabella rose xavier]

i CAN feel the PRESSURE !

its GETTING closer NOW !

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Isabella was walking amongst the halls of the Asylum in boredom. She had been in the lounge but it got a bit to noisy for her liking, so now she was in search of a relatively quiet location to be. Her fiery red hair was straightened and pinned back in a ponytail with her bangs hanging in front of her eyes, swept to the side. As she walked she thought about going back to her room but decided on a better location. Finding herself in front of the library she opened the door and walked in. She loved reading. It was one of her favorite pastimes. Next to singing, Dancing, and Drawing.

As she entered, heels clicking on the floor she came to a stop, listening in, as she thought she heard a sound, a sound that sounded like scurrying of footfalls. Looking around she shrugged and began walking again to go off in search of a book. Wearing a blood red cap sleeve top, black skinny jeans, three inch lace up heeled boots. Tapping her fingers on the side of her leg she walked down the rows of books. Humming under her breath she played with the heart dangling from the cuff bracelet.

Stopping along a shelf of books she began tapping her toes on the floor as she continued humming while looking for a book. Eyes scanning the books spines. Isabella spotted something from the corner of her eyes and her head snapped to looking where she thought she seen something. The library wasn't best of lit places. Except for the occasional lamp on the tables where people could sit in read.

"Hello, Someone there?"

She asked and began walking down the row of shelves slowly as she crossed her arms across her chest. Rounding the corner she looked around, spotting a table she seen someone curled up in one of the few chairs at the table. Walking closer all thoughts of getting a book leaving her mind for the moment she scratched her scared arm idly.

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wordCOUNT:: 339
currentMOOD:: bored
currentSONG:: bring me to life - evanescence
characterOUTFIT:: click here
taggedFOR:: jaydee, open
writersCOMMENTS:: n.a

[margaret tabitha ellis]

mags had been in the library for who knows how long. she didn't sleep last night, her restless mind making rest impossible. but she didn't mind. marge had wanted to come to the library early today since no one in their right mind would be here at nine in the morning. but, sleep was inevitable. so after a few hundred pages into a heavy book, maggie found herself dozing off and her mind seeming to forget about all her anxieties. it was well past noon when she woke up from a start, a slightly elder woman coming up to her to shake her to consciousness. maggie nearly jumped when the woman touched her and she nearly forgot where she was.

after a few seconds of staring at the bookshelf in front of her, mags realized she was in her corner of the library, and a small sliver of drool happened to be on her mouth. marge wiped it off and hung her head in front of the open book. she was sitting cross-legged on the hardwood floor, and her back was aching from being hunched. maggie closed her book, too worried to even read right now. a yawn escaped her lips as she got up and smoothed down her ruffled skirt. nobody else was in her area as far as she could tell, but the slight grogginess of just being woken up was having a toll on margaret.

walking in heels wasn't helping either. the five three teenager was a big fan of wearing pretty clothes and dressing up in costumes and the like. and when the she felt like in, margaret was wearing elaborate clothes. necklaces and bracelets adorned her wrists and neck, slightly prized possessions from her father. but, no matter how wealthy marge looked, she still felt like crap.

mags managed to walk a few steps before getting frustrated and taking them off. the ground didn't bother her, walking barefoot was one of mags' favorite things to do. but the strange feeling in her feet came and she stumbled to put the book back. she wasn't watching where she was going and maggie took a spill. the observant redhead usually had too much going in her mind to notice the one thing that slipped her up. "ah, fuck." she groaned, finding herself on the floor once again. maggie didn't see the boy there. she nearly had a heart attack when her peripheral vision caught the boy.

ALRIGHTT, THIS CRAZY MOFO HERE IS INTERACTING WITH JAYDEE WITH A GRAND TOTAL OF FOUR HUNDRED AND NINE WORDS. AND I'VE GOTTA ADD THAT REUSING GRAFEEX FER NOW & THIS KIND OF FAILS. SORRY. THE WONDERFUL EMILIE AUTUMN SANG GOD HELP ME, WHICH I BORROWED FOR THIS SHINDIG. OH AND THIS WAS MADE BY YOUR'S TRUELY.

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[Jaydee scott Vanity]

- - YOU WERE ALONE BEFORE WE MET, NO MORE FORLORN THAN ONE COULD GET
HOW COULD WE KNOW WE HAD FOUND TREASURE HOW SINISTER AND HOW CORRECT
*IT WAS A LEAP OF FAITH I COULD NOT TAKE, A PROMISE I COULD NOT MAKE
- - - - - - - - - - my ashtray heart

His head darted up as a voice came through the shelves, his head cocking to the side curiously. A redhead was walking towards him and his bright blue eyes widened happily, clutching the bloody rabbit to his chest gleefully. "Hai!" He squealed joyfully, though he didn't move from his curled position on the chair - there was a big monster right behind her, just daring him to move away from the chair and get eaten. "You should watch out...there's a BIG monster right behind you, and he wants ta eat you...but he's afraid to 'cause he doesn't know you." He remarked simply, as though monsters came up in everyday conversation.

He'd become good at reading the monsters body languages, even though they came in so many differant shapes. Some looked like regular animals, some looked like people, and some looked like nothing else on earth, but they all had glowing yellow eyes and a toothy smile full of fangs ready to tear into him if he did the wrong thing. His head jerked as someone tripped into their little group, another redhead with vibrant hair and apparently foul language. Without thinking he slipped from the seat and kneeled beside her, one hand still clutching the rabbit to his chest.

"Are you okay?" He asked, before glancing up with wide blue eyes to find the monster regarding him curiously, then turning and leaving. He didn't know what to think, so he settled backwards on his ass, tipping his head back to look at the girl towering above him. "I'm Jaydee Vanity, it's nice to meet you!"

i tore the muscle from your chest, used it to stub out cigarettes
LISTENED TO YOUR SCREAMS OF PLEASURE, WATCH BEDSHEETS TURN BLOOD RED
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FOR OPEN. 264 WORDS. JAYDEE VANITY WEARS THIS. TEMPLATE BY SPECIAL K !.

[isabella rose xavier]

i CAN feel the PRESSURE !

its GETTING closer NOW !

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Isabella had stopped not far from the boy who was curled up in the chair - She wanted to comment about the monster but she seen ghost so Monsters weren't far off so she kept silent. She looked over her shoulder and then back at the boy,

"Well I'm kinda tough he'd have a hard time chewing me up..,"

She spoke quietly with a smile and walked forward but stopped once a girl stumbled from amongst the shelves tilting her head to the side she raised an eyebrow. Watching the boy scurry to the other redhead who's hair wasn't as vibrant and loud spoken so to speak as hers was she spoke and uncrossed her arms,

"My name is Isabella. Most call me Bella though. Its nice to meet you."

She fell silent and played with one of the black ribbons that were tied on her red shirt and busied herself by looking around the corner of the library she now stood in - examining the books on the shelves she was standing amongst.

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wordCOUNT:: 174
currentMOOD:: bored
currentSONG:: bring me to life - evanescence
characterOUTFIT:: click here
taggedFOR:: jaydee, open
writersCOMMENTS:: n.a