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Post by Stasya ♥ on Jun 24, 2008 16:19:32 GMT -5
((Setting: A warm, breezey Tuesday in May. School has just let out for summer. It's 9 AM and everyone is just waking up. What we need may need... Mother Father Teenage Twins/Triplets/Quadruplets Teenage Son Teenage Daughter -preferably Emo, punk or skater- Juvenile Twins/Triplets/Quadruplets 10- Son 10- Daughter Cousins Uncles Aunts Grandma Grandpa Neighbors Rules: 1. When out of character please use some form of "ooc" 2. Be some-what nice. I don't mind if you're a jerk and want to show it just please keep the arguing/fighting to a minimum. 3. Anyone may join at anytime. Asking is unnecessary but, if you must show some form of joining, toss me something Tokio Hotel related. 4. If you annoy the hell out of me, I'll say something. Please stop what you're doing to annoy me or I'll have you banned. 5. You get 3 warnings. If you join and are annoying me or someone else we will each give you 3 warnings before banning is in order. 6. No spamming! I want at least 3 sentences per character, none of that 1 sentence nonsence. 7. Violence is not tolerated. Hitting-not hard, mind you! (yes, that means /you/ Aby!)- and slapping are allowed. I don't want to see too much bone breaking, kicking, punching, etc. being done! Only once in a while with my permission is it allowed. 8. Have fun!!! )) ((Holy crap! My Dad just said I look like Bill Kailitz in couple pictures of me. Ahh!))
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Post by Abby! (: on Jun 24, 2008 20:01:02 GMT -5
Aby: NO Abby and Gwen: ABY STOP IT!!!! Abby: We already had this conversation with you Aby: YOUR NOT MY PARENTS!!! Gwen: BUT we created you and and and we can get rid of you at any time!!!!
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Jun 25, 2008 12:35:10 GMT -5
((Here's the twist... The Mother and Father seperated a couple years back. Daddy-dearest lives in ____ (I'll need someone to suggest while others vote.) while Mummy lives in Beveraly Hills, California. You may pick whom your charas -if they are children- are staying with if we have a mother and father. If anyone has a better twist or a plot, please post it here and I will consider it. ;D ))
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Post by Abby! (: on Jun 25, 2008 15:22:43 GMT -5
ooc NEW ORLEANS!!!!!
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Jul 21, 2008 18:16:09 GMT -5
((I'm gonna use.... Skye (make him mortal), Bill and Tom and.... Hmm..... and Stasya.))
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Jul 21, 2008 19:50:06 GMT -5
((I'm gonna say the Mom is out of town leaving Bill and Tom in charge. Poor guys never seem to get a break! , I guess only people from xlivexlaughxlovex would get that.)) "I'm havin' trouble tryin' to sleep. I'm countin' sheep but runnin' out." Bill lifted his hand from under the covers and shut off the radio/alarm clock. He laid there trying to figure out why it had been set in the first place. He shrugged lazily, got out of bed and headed down into the kitchen, hearing loud music blasting from the stereo system in the living room. He chuckled and thought, "Tom's up." Bill plopped a frozen waffle into the toaster and sat down on the back of the couch in the living room. "Any good videos," he yelled to his brother in German, referring to the fact that VH1 was on the t.v. screen playing a Fergie video. "Does it look like it," Tom replied pointing at the screen. Bill laughed and shook his head. "So, uhm, is anyone else up yet," Bill asked sitting on the back of the couch. "No but they will be soon with the volume of this bull," Tom replied, smirking and turning up the volume. Bill saw a dark cloud of smoke drift in from the kitchen. "Shissen," he cursed running in. Bill looked at the black waffle and cursed loudly in German as the smoke alarm went off. "What," Tom called from the living room. Bill reached up and, standing on his tiptoes, shut off the smoke alarm. "I burnt my breakfast," Bill replied. Tom laughed and shut off the t.v. He walked out onto the front porch and sat on a chair. Bill shook his head and opened the window, smoke filtered out. He climbed up the steps and got dressed. A black "Rock Royalty" tee-shirt, black jeans and Tokio Hotel shoes. He went into the bathroom, brushed his teeth and put on his eye make-up before jogging down the steps. He went out on the porch and sat on the wooden railing, waving and smiling to the neighbors. They simply returned by staring at the boy.
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Jul 21, 2008 20:03:39 GMT -5
"With just a touch of my burning hand, I send my astro zombies to rape the land. Prime directive, exterminate the whole human race." Stasya's eyes shot open. She lifted her head from arm on her desk and looked at her Green Day alarm clock. She closed on eyes and moaned loudly, turning her iPod up. "With just a touch of my burning hand, I’m gonna live my life to destroy your world. Prime directive, exterminate the whole f**kin’ race," she sang along getting up from her desk. She opened the window and looked out at the neighborhood, sighing. "Another day to /not/ fit in," she told herself. She walked to the bathroom, her sister was inside doing God knows what. "Cassidy, what are you doing?" "Washing the counter tops," her sister's voice rang happily. "Can you wait? I have to take shower." Stasya looked at her greasy hair hanging on her shoulders. "Nope." "Cassidy Shae, let me in!" Stasya began to bang her fists on the door. "Stasya, stop banging on the door!" Stasya crossed her arms and looked at her brother Bill, down stairs. "No," she replied in a harsh tone. "You better or Tom's gonna beat your ass." Stasya scoffed and walked into her room, just as their cat Demitri ran under her bed. "Meat-head, get out of my room," she yelled chasing after him and diving under the bed. The cat ran out immediately. Stasya turned her head and began to crawl out from under the bed, she banged the top of her head on the bottom metal bars, "Ouch!" She got out and rubbed her head, whimpering. Stasya walked over to her dresser and pulled out some clothes ((Outfit 1)), she closed the door and began to get dressed out of her pajamas into her outfit for the day. A couple short minutes later, she opened the door and grabbed her messenger bag, walked out and went down to the kitchen. "Feed your dog," Tom told her. Stasya shrugged her arms and looked at him but did as she was told and got a cup full of dog food, pouring it into her dog's bowl. "There ya go, Angel," she said as her German Shepard mix ran in. Stasya jammed a Smor'z Pop-Tart into her mouth and headed out the door. She turned and looked at Tom on one side and Bill on her other. She rolled her eyes and walked down the path. "What do you think you're going," Tom shot. Stasya turned around and sighed, "Anywhere but here." She continued to walk and eat her Pop-Tart. Her cell phone began playing Twisted Transistor meaning she got a text. "Hey, u ^ yet?" It was from her friend Jesse. She texted back, " , yup. Suprising, huh? , Whats ^?" Stasya stopped and took her iPod and noise-blocking headphones from her bag. She put on her headphones and walked down the sidewalk, texting and listening to her iPod. "Du, du hast, du hast micht. Du, du hast, du hast micht," she sang, her voice echoing off the houses through the neighborhood.
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Post by Abby! (: on Jul 21, 2008 20:03:54 GMT -5
Aby ran downstairs slidding on the tile. She looked in the drawrs "Where is it. Where is it!" she yelled "Where is what?" Mollie asked tiredly. "MY PHONE!!" Aby yelled. "It's in my room on your charger" Mollie yawned going back into her room. Aby walked in grabbing it and going back downstairs. "I'm going back to bed." Mollie sighed. Closing her door. Aby went into the kitchen and grabbed a poptart. Her brown hair fell infront of her brown eyes. She blew it out of her face and walked outside "Hallo!" she said.
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Jul 21, 2008 20:14:37 GMT -5
Skye sat in the tall, thick cherry tree in the front yard. He had been up since 5 AM and sitting in the tree for about 2 hours. Skye was the quiet one of the family, he wasn't really close to anyone and didn't mind it all that much. He was the same way at school. Shy, quiet and distant. No one tried to talk to him and that wasn't his favorite thing but he knew he had to get over it. He coughed as the smoke drifted from the kitchen window up into the tree. "What the hell," he said under his breath. Just then he saw his brother Tom come out and sit on a lawn chair on the porch, laughing. Soon, Bill followed, in his usual happy attitude. He shook his head and watched as their sister Stasya stormed out of the house. Stasya and him were the most alike but they never really spoke. Skye jumped from the branch and sat under the shade, no one had noticed his silent fall. He picked a couple charries from the ground and threw them at the twins. "What the," Tom started as one bounced off his shoulder. The two looked over at Skye and chuckled. "You scared the crap out of me," Bill stated. Skye shrugged, "Sorry." He ate one of the charries and spat out the seed. He barely looked up as Aby came out.
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Post by Abby! (: on Jul 21, 2008 20:51:14 GMT -5
Aby smiled putting her skates on. She skated around doing nothing basicly just skateing.
Mollie sighed not being able to go back to sleep. She put her glasses on and walked into the bathroom putting orange hair in a ponytail. The oldest and the smartest of the triplets. She put a pair of jeans on with a plain yellow t-shirt and walked outside. She yawned sitting in on of the chairs "Who caught the house on fire?" She laughed
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Jul 21, 2008 20:55:57 GMT -5
"That would be Bill and his beyond great cooking skills," Tom said kiddingly, putting his thumbs up.
"Nice one, Bill," Skye muttered.
Bill stuck his tongue out. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I suck at cooking and you all know it. Atleast I try where-as Stasya doesn't even bother." He crossed his arms and leaned back against the wall.
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Post by Abby! (: on Jul 21, 2008 21:02:43 GMT -5
"Mollie can cook!" Aby smiled "Somebody's hyper and in a good mood" J smiled walking out. "We've notaced" Mollie smiled yawning. "Hallo Skye!" J said looking at him. Wesley J Kaulitz-Trumper. The middle of the kaulitz-trumper triplets. He's the quite one who usually expresses himselfs with his actions. But lately that's changed. He's talking more and all that and getting into more fights with Mollie and Aby also. He's the normal one baicly.
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Jul 21, 2008 21:13:15 GMT -5
"Hey, J," Skye replied.
"Don't ruin it now, guys. It's not often we get this Aby." Tom snickered then sighed. "Who's going to drag Stasya back?"
"Not me! I think she'd try to throttle me," Bill said, adding a shudder.
:It would be pointless to send me. I don't even think we've even talked to each other before." Skye shrugged.
Stasya stopped and sat under the oak tree in the community park. Her dark eyeliner and eye shadow was much like Bill's only she wore a tad bit less than he did but it still attracted a lot of attention, the bad kind. She continued to text and listen to her music, watching people shot icy and rude glares at her from the corner of her eyes. Most of them were people she went to school with. Ever read Twilight? She was a lot like Bella, attracting unwanted attention and hanging around the "your social life is going to die" kind of people.
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Post by Abby! (: on Jul 22, 2008 15:55:19 GMT -5
J walked over to Skye "Come on down Aby won't kill you" He wispered Aby looked at J knowing exactly what he was saying. She skated over "Don't ruin it Wesley" she wispered "Be quite you!" J said
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Post by Stasya ♥ on Jul 23, 2008 1:15:55 GMT -5
"I'm not afraid of Aby. I'm taller and care less about if /she/ wants to kick my ass. Stasya's creepier, meaner, and a little tougher." Skye stood up and popped his knuckles before leaning his shoulder against the tree.
"Fine, I'll drag he back in a little while." Tom took out a cigarette and lit it.
"You're so brave," Bill gushed teasingly. He made his eyes wide with mock enthusiasm.
"Come on, guys. Stasya isn't /that/ bad, we all just misunderstand her, that's all." Tom tried to get to know Stasya and Skye but that were the queit, calm, Bill-like type.
"I guess that's true. Of course, her grunge style and threats don't help her much." Bill took one of Tom's cigarettes and lit it up, taking a short drag.
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