-M- / Ginger
"Whether feast or famine, I am eating myself alive."
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Post by -M- / Ginger on Aug 7, 2016 15:49:57 GMT -5
» Sitting quietly on the bleachers, Karissa read a fan fiction on her phone with earbuds in, waiting for her friend's practice to be done. Her hair fiery ombre colored hair was fishtail braided and came around her left shoulder since her hoodie was up. Her chartreuse colored eyes flickered up from her phone to see if the practice was over yet, only to widen as she saw a football flying at her.
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-M- / Ginger
"Whether feast or famine, I am eating myself alive."
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Post by -M- / Ginger on Aug 7, 2016 15:57:09 GMT -5
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 7, 2016 16:01:37 GMT -5
(oh coollll i'll join just give me a sec)
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-M- / Ginger
"Whether feast or famine, I am eating myself alive."
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Post by -M- / Ginger on Aug 7, 2016 16:08:42 GMT -5
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 7, 2016 16:10:41 GMT -5
Gerard was simply walking the track, not really caring about much. He got yelled at by a couple of the people in practice, but one look from Gerard made them shut up. Thank God. His long ebony hair shielded his dark hazel eyes from the piercing sun of today, his black clothing keeping his signature pale skin very pale. He reminded a lot of people of a vampire, and there were several rumors that he was indeed a vampire, which he didn't really mind. Just improved the scare factor about him, which definitely made his lips twitch upwards in a smile whenever he heard them. He finally looked upwards, and was blinded momentarily by the sun shining too brightly overhead him. He let out a little hiss, making the girls walking past him walk faster. He almost started to laugh as he found he could open his eyes once more, only to see a football (american?) flying right towards a girl's face on the bleachers. Gerard wanted to do something, but was afraid it was too late.
(ah, there we go.)
(and if you recognize him i say oops)
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-M- / Ginger
"Whether feast or famine, I am eating myself alive."
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Post by -M- / Ginger on Aug 7, 2016 16:21:20 GMT -5
» Karissa let out a squeak as she dove down to the ground, accidentally dropping her phone in the process of trying not to be hit. Albeit, she was still hit, though not in the head. She ended up being hit in the thigh (somehow, she really didn't know how). Muttering profanities under her breath, she got back up, until she finally realized she had dropped her phone. Eyes widening, she looked around frantically, before she saw it on the ground below, with what looked like the screen being cracked, causing Karissa to groan.
(Sorry if it's run-on. I haven't roleplayed in a while xD And ya, American) |
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 7, 2016 16:28:57 GMT -5
(nah it's fine, still somehow better than mine xD)
(OOoO that rhymed)
Gerard cringed slightly as the football hit here, sort of feeling like a football hit him in the thigh, Gerard not knowing how and why but he did. Gerard then saw the glint of the phone as time seemingly when into slow motion, Gerard's eyes widening as the phone hit the pavement with a sickening clatter. Gerard dove in under the bleachers, in order to see what had happened to the poor thing. He saw the cracked phone screen glimmer sickeningly in the blazing sun, and he hissed as his gentle fingers picked up the phone, his thumb feeling over the scratches and cracks in the screen. Gerard hoped there was some sort of Gorilla Glass on the screen, because if it was actually the screen, it would cost a lot to get it fixed.
"It's cracked." He said, his thick New Jersey accent rolling his 'r's slightly. Gerard glanced up at the girl with a facial expression of cringing and a wince as he darted out of the bleachers and up them to her, holding the phone out to the girl. "And I hope to God you have some protective thing on there, because this is going to be expensive to replace." Gerard said, his grimace turning into a frown as he looked at the phone.
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-M- / Ginger
"Whether feast or famine, I am eating myself alive."
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Post by -M- / Ginger on Aug 7, 2016 16:55:22 GMT -5
» Karissa watched as some guy picked up her cracked phone. Hesitantly, she leaned over and took it. "I've got a warranty on it. On of the pluses of having a relative who is the manager of the store I got this at." She said, frowning as she examined the damage after having wrapped up her earbuds and put them in her pocket. Raising her chartreuse eyes once more to look at the guy, she smiled at him. "You new or something? I don't think of seen you around before." She asked, her voice having a faint British accent.
(I am really sorry for taking so long. I'm currently multi-tasking) |
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-M- / Ginger
"Whether feast or famine, I am eating myself alive."
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Post by -M- / Ginger on Aug 7, 2016 17:03:21 GMT -5
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 7, 2016 17:04:30 GMT -5
(it's totally fine! i'm doing the same oh)
Gerard blinked his hazel eyes at her as his head cocked to the side, finding it kind of weird that she didn't know him. Oh well, not like it mattered anyway. "Not in the slightest. I'm that one vampire guy that people keep spreading rumors about." Gerard let out a dry laugh. "Not that I care, I think vampires are cool, and I'm honoured that people think of me as one." Gerard said with a smirk, brushing some of his coal-black hair out of his eyes. "Gerard, by the way." Gerard said, making a gesture towards her that mimicked tipping a hat.
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-M- / Ginger
"Whether feast or famine, I am eating myself alive."
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Post by -M- / Ginger on Aug 7, 2016 17:16:11 GMT -5
» Eyebrows furrowing, Karissa thought for a moment, looking away. "Now that I think about it. I think I have heard of you. Just heard though." She said, back at Gerard. "Either way, it's nice to meet you." She smiled at him mocked tipping a hat. "Name's Karissa." She said, pulling down her hoodie. She began to undo her braided ombre hair, which resembled a flame, starting a scarlet red at the top, to a yellowish color at the ends. "I see why they gossip about you being a vampire and all. But honestly, I think that'd be wicked if you really were one." |
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-M- / Ginger
"Whether feast or famine, I am eating myself alive."
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Post by -M- / Ginger on Aug 7, 2016 17:33:26 GMT -5
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 7, 2016 17:35:18 GMT -5
"Alright." Gerard said, watching her hair with a raised eyebrow. "Nice to meet you as well, Karissa." Gerard said with another smirk, taking his eyes away to glance around fora second, before landing back down on her. "The vampire clothing, the hair, the extremely pale skin, yeah I see it too. And very! I'd love to be a vampire. The sun is my enemy anyways." Gerard let out a comical hiss as he covered his face with his hands, as if the sun really burned his milky white skin.
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 7, 2016 17:41:44 GMT -5
(free bump ^^)
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-M- / Ginger
"Whether feast or famine, I am eating myself alive."
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Post by -M- / Ginger on Aug 7, 2016 17:43:21 GMT -5
» Karissa chuckled at his display, now twisting a strand of her long hair around a finger. She leaned back against the bleachers, watching the practice. "So. Gerard. Tell me about yourself. I mean, I'm sure all I've heard about you has been rumors and such, knowing the students at this school. I swear, they love gossiping and spreading rumors more than anything else in the world."
(Sorry for shortness, my muse just disappeared) |
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-M- / Ginger
"Whether feast or famine, I am eating myself alive."
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Post by -M- / Ginger on Aug 7, 2016 17:51:31 GMT -5
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 7, 2016 17:56:44 GMT -5
(its ok)
(and if this turns into romance between the two, gerard's gonna be the master of friendzoning omg)
Gerard sat down next to where she was leaning, about a good six inches away. "Well, as you can tell, most likely emo, i think vampires are pretty cool, sometimes a songwriter, favourite colour is black, I wear weird stuff, I have a little brother, favourtie subject in school is none of them, what more could you possibly want?" Gerard mused, chuckling a little bit at his own words. "How about yourself?" Gerard asked, glancing around the field at the practice going on right now. There were some boys who caught Gerard's eye, and for a couple seconds he stared at them, before he caught himself and shook his head slightly, looking back at Karissa.
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-M- / Ginger
"Whether feast or famine, I am eating myself alive."
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Post by -M- / Ginger on Aug 7, 2016 18:07:37 GMT -5
» (Oh no! Not the friendzoning! xD That's happened to me so much irl)
Karissa snickered quietly when she saw one of the players biff it. Looking back at the sky, she sighed, "Let's see. Favorite color is also black. Best subject is math. Love reading. I'm a musician and a singer. Typically am a social outcast. Like, my entire life. Normally bullied. Eh. Anything else you wanna know?" A smirk appeared on her face as she spoke once more, "Social security number maybe?" |
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-M- / Ginger
"Whether feast or famine, I am eating myself alive."
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Post by -M- / Ginger on Aug 7, 2016 18:20:55 GMT -5
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 7, 2016 18:21:10 GMT -5
(oh my god xD)
"Ah yes, that would be perfect for my stalkerish tendencies." Gerard said, narrowing his eyes at her as his smirk grew into an evil smile, his hands rubbing together not much unlike what a villain would do. "I just need to know your address, phone number, parent's phone number..." He trailed off, seeing as Karissa probably got the joke. "A singer, eh? I do quite a bit of that myself, actually." Gerard looked down as his cheeks tinted a light pink. "And do a bit of screaming as well." Gerard said, forcing his blush down as he looked back up.
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-M- / Ginger
"Whether feast or famine, I am eating myself alive."
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Post by -M- / Ginger on Aug 7, 2016 18:24:16 GMT -5
» Karissa grinned at his joke, chuckling softly. Looking over at him, she raises an eyebrow at his last statement, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Screaming, huh? What from?" She said, her lips forming a mischievous grin. |
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 7, 2016 18:27:39 GMT -5
"Oh, I meant, like, singing-screaming, you know, kind of like screamo bands?" He hoped his point could get across, as Gerard knew this topic was not easily explained. "I don't do it very well, but I do." Gerard said, holding his hands in a shrug. "And not screamo, more hardcore punk. If that makes sense."
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-M- / Ginger
"Whether feast or famine, I am eating myself alive."
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Post by -M- / Ginger on Aug 7, 2016 18:31:25 GMT -5
» Karissa laughed, "Don't worry man. I knew what you meant. I just was messing with ya. That can be something I do a lot at times." Looking back at the field, she watched as she spoke again, "So what do ya like to do in your spare time, Gerard?" |
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 7, 2016 18:36:02 GMT -5
"Go on the computer and shamelessly read really freakin' gay fanfiction." Gerard said proudly, not caring if she judged him for one of his favourite pastimes. "I also like to sing along to stuff, obviously, draw, do a lot of makeup," Gerard snorted at his own words, and how weird they sounded, as he pointed to his faint red eyeshadow. "It's not easy doing this." Gerard said, laughing slightly. "Dance along to several emo bands, fangirl over guys and play video games." Gerard said, inspecting his painted black nails as he shamelessly admitted all of that, which he did do in his free time.
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-M- / Ginger
"Whether feast or famine, I am eating myself alive."
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Post by -M- / Ginger on Aug 7, 2016 18:42:15 GMT -5
» Karissa raised an eyebrow as he said all of this. "Huh. Sounds surprisingly similar to what I do. I mean, minus makeup, I hardly ever wear it other than to special things or just cause I'm bored. Minus the dancing, I can't dance for crap. Typically when I fangirl, it's over non-existent guys. Minus the gay part of reading fan fiction." She paused for a moment, considering. "Well. Actually, that's not entirely true. I basically read just about everything when it comes to the different types of fanfiction. And when I say everything, I actually do mean it." |
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-M- / Ginger
"Whether feast or famine, I am eating myself alive."
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Post by -M- / Ginger on Aug 7, 2016 18:50:15 GMT -5
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 7, 2016 18:55:08 GMT -5
Gerard let out a couple laughs. "Sounds like we might get along." Gerard said, smirking at her. "But if we do become friends, don't mind me if I insist on doing your makeup." Gerard said, twirling an imaginary eyeliner pencil in his fingers. "I do that to everybody, but it's your choice if you do want a makeover." Gerard said with a smirk, glancing out over the field again to have his eyes land briefly on the guys once more, smiling slightly as he took his eyes back and moved them back over to Karissa. "And what do you mean by 'everything'?" Gerard's imagination went places where no imagination should ever go, and Gersard winced as he got those images out of his mind.
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-M- / Ginger
"Whether feast or famine, I am eating myself alive."
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Post by -M- / Ginger on Aug 7, 2016 19:01:12 GMT -5
» Karissa smiled slightly, "Honestly, I really wouldn't care if you did my makeup. I mean, I never do anything with anyone, if I'm gonna tell the truth." Looking over at him when Gerard questioned her, she grimaced. "Just as I said. When I say everything, I mean everything. I've come across just about every type of fanfiction there is." |
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-M- / Ginger
"Whether feast or famine, I am eating myself alive."
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Post by -M- / Ginger on Aug 7, 2016 19:11:31 GMT -5
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 7, 2016 19:13:02 GMT -5
"Well then," Gerard kept on twirling the imaginary eyeliner pencil as he spoke. "You are my new canvas for painting on." Gerard said, sending her an evil look. "AAnd have you ever heard of the fabled Milk Fic? I found it very weird, but apparently it had scarred some people." Gerard switched topics fairly easily, his eyes cast back out over the field. "Or Hell, The Hat Fic. I've been told not to read that one for high scarring probability." Gerard laughed.
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