katie don't cry, i know [pafp& bxb& semi adv. - adv.] you're trying your hardest

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    [size=43pt]ALICE[/size]


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    [size=17pt]i swear i'm not worth your time[/size]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 470px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px black;][justify][sup]The eighteen year old yawned, stretching and popping every joint he could. His bare feet shuffled along the tiled floor of the kitchen, opening the fridge and searching for anything to eat or drink. After a few moments, he pulled out a can of beer, thanking the heavens that his parents were away on their honeymoon. His mother - who adopted the ginger - had met this guy while she was just walking to the coffee shop she usually went to. They bumped into each other, and, classically, they ended up on some sort of date and blah blah blah - You know the rest. They'd gotten engaged almost a year ago, married about four months ago, and they'd been gone for about a week, now, in Florida, leaving him in Los Angeles. He didn't mind at all. First of all, he got to be alone, and second of all, they deserved it. He didn't care that they weren't his real parents - The women he'd been adopted by had raised him since he was five years old, anyway. He didn't remember his biological parents. All he knew was that they were drunks and drug addicted morons. That's probably why he was such a premature baby, only weighing barely two pounds when he came out into the world. F-ck them, right?


    But hey, he's here, perfectly fine, living well. He had a bunch of friends, wasn't a total dickhead - Actually, he was pretty shy and awkward. That got his mind thinking about the party his friend Aaron was having, tonight. It was a Friday, thankfully, and it started at 8:30. It was already 7:30 - Wait, it was 7:30. "Sh-t!" He almost dropped the opened beer can, and started sprinting up to his room. He swung the door open, having no idea why the hell he shut it, anyway, and put the beer on the nightstand beside his bed. He stripped himself of his sweatpants and his plain black shirt, grabbing a pair of black skinny jeans - which had a silver chain on the side, and was ripped at the knees - and a Suicide Silence tank top. He slipped both articles of clothing on, then rushed over to his bathroom. He had to be early - He told Aaron he'd be there by eight!


    By the time the ginger was done with his hair and brushing his teeth, it was eight o'clock. At least Aaron's house was only five minutes away in car. He slipped a pair of his black TOMS on, not having time to put a pair of his converse on. He left the open beer can on his nightstand, grabbing his phone and his keys. He jogged down the steps, grabbing a hoodie from the coat hanger by the front door. He pushed the door open, closed it once he stepped out, and hopped down the steps of the porch, then skidded to a stop once he was at his car. He unlocked it and slipped inside, immediately putting the keys in the ignition. He started it up and shut his door, then finally backed out of the driveway and drove off to Aaron's house.


    After literally five minutes, he was at the other teen's house, three cars already parked in the driveway. There was room for one more, so he carefully pulled in and parked beside what he knew to be Tino's car. He gnawed on his lower lip, stomach twisting in knots. He'd only been to one other party period, since he was so awkward and shy and sh-t. It was a wonder how he'd grown to have so many friends. He definitely wasn't complaining, though.


    Alice didn't bother knocking, knowing Aaron didn't mind. He took a deep breath before stepping inside, greeted with only the noise of chit-chat. His footsteps were silent as he hesitantly, slowly, and ever-so awkwardly walked up to the group, which was seated in the leaving room. "Hey, ginger's here!" The skinny boy flinched a little at the sudden shout, though smiled - God, even his smile was awkward and shy. "Hey, Alice!" They all chuckled a little, finding it amusing they had all greeted him in unison. The ginger gulped silently, leaning against a wall. They were all seated on the couches and love seat, and a couple of them sat on beanbag chairs. "You gonna sit down or just stand there like a weirdo?" Aaron raised an eyebrow at him, paying the beanbag chair that sat next to him. "For your information, I like standing," the ginger muttered, looking down at his crossed ankles. He put his keys around his neck, ruffling his hair a little. Aaron chuckled at him, then they all started to chat away.


    "Alice, you're making me nervous. Seriously man, just sit down and stop moving so much," Jaime blurted out, smirking over at him. Alice stuck his tongue out at him like a little child would do, then pushed himself off the wall and shuffled over to the beanbag chair beside Aaron, only to be pulled into someone's lap. He yelped when he felt arms wrap around his waist, and next thing he knew, he was sitting down in Jaime's lap. "There." The ginger blushed, looking down to hide it. "D'aw, ginger's so cute," came a voice, making him raise his head and glare at Aaron. "[color=white]Shut up, you deranged psychopath." They both only chuckled lightly, and Alive didn't bother moving from Jaime's lap. What? He and Jaime were 'cuddle buddies' okay?


    ( so... alice is obviously just really shy and awkward and sensitive[ in other words, the definition of a submissive character] and sh-t, and your guy[brownie points if you use oliver sykes or kellin quinn as your fc/dude!] is like really outgoing and sweet - obviously they're at this party, and since they're some cheesy son of a b-tches, some of the guys[and girls] decide to play spin the bottle. blah blah blah, i think you know where this is going. the rest is just a go-with-the-flow type thing. let's have some fun, shall we? oh, and *cough* jealousy *cough cough*


    oh, and few more things -
    please be able to type up at least two good, decent paragraphs per post. at the least.
    please have good grammar, punctuation, spelling, ect - we all make mistakes, sometimes, but please. please, please, please. syntax is very vital, as are other grammatical things, and sh-t. i have a potty mouth. oops.
    swearing is definitely allowed. i mean, duh. just be sure to star out one letter, because it's easier to figure out what exact swear word you're using. d:
    THIS MIGHT GET TRIGGERING BECAUSE I NEED ANGST OKAY OKAY
    i wubbles you. <3


    let's do dis thang! *^* )

    yyyyyyyaaaaaayyyyyy *^*
    ahem
    thank you, darling.
    OH MY GOSH YOUR SIGNATURE AAWW

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; color: black; letter-spacing: -3px;][size=35px][b]Zephyr[/size][/fancypost]
    face clam; oliver sykes


    [size=7pt][ no problem dear~


    IKR?! SAW IT ON TUMBLR AND WAS LIKE D'AAAW MUST HAVE IN SIGGY! ]


    The young man absolutely loved parties. I mean who wouldn't right? All of the music, funny drunks, the tacky but fun games, and most of all; the sexy people. Now either gender didn't really matter to the light skinned male. What was most important was their personality and an added bonus if they were hot looking too. Anyway his friends had dragged him along to this party, though he didn't mind. It had been awhile since he was out and going to something like this would hopefully spice up his day.


    Anyway, before he even got there he was getting dressed along with a few other guy friends just because they could. "Man I'm so pumped! All the hot, slim, toned female bodies along with large bosoms... Gosh it'll be heaven!" a young blonde grinned. "Yes you and the ladies. I would be shocked if there was a day that you didn't talk or them about them Josh," a Caucasian teen piped in as he zipped up his hoodie that had all the Mario characters over it. Josh snorted crossly as he slipped on his black vans. "Don't deny it bro. You're just a crazy, hormonal, soon-to-be-rapist teen," Zephyr joked lightly. The younger male huffed and threw a smelly sock in his face.


    Zeph wrinkled his nose and thew it right back at Josh. "We better get going. We still have to pick up Jazz and Tempest," he said while getting his Nikes on. "Ughh... Must we get Queen B*tch?" Josh grumbled. "Yes. You know what happened last time we didn't take Jazz to a party," the dark haired male answered. All of them paused and shuddered at the memory. "Well better hurry up then before she starts blowing up our phones," Zephyr said and watched the other two nod. With a bit of horseplay, they made sure they had the keys to Josh's Jeep and that all the lights were turned off before leaving the blonde's house.


    They all got within the vehicle and pulled out of the driveway then headed over to Jazz's house to fetch the two girls. In to time they reached the femme's house. "I'll get them," Zephyr unbuckled himself and got out. He made his way up to the regal looking house. Sucking in a breath, his knocks lightly but loudly went against the door several times. The teen took a step back and waited for about a minute or two before it flew open. A young brunette woman with blue eyes stared at him. "You're late for picking us up," she sniffed.


    "Sorry Jazzy," the tattooed man shrugged apologeticly. She tossed her hair back and yelled, "TEMPEST! THE ASS-WIPES ARE HERE!" It didn't take long for a redhead with friendly green eyes and pale skin to come over. "Hi Zeph," she beamed. "And a hello to you too," he grinned back. "Now come on or else we'll be late." The brown haired girl huffed softly and ushered Tempest to get out and followed along, closing and locking the door behind her. "This party better be worth my time," she grumbled while walking after the other two.


    "It'll be fun. I promse," the tanned male said with a wide smile.

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    [align=center][size=7pt]// muse miraculously comes back


    sorry for taking so long. ^^U i finished it though. :3


    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 550px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #e32636;][size=43pt]ALICE[/size][/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 550px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px black;][size=13pt]this is a wasteland, my only retreat
    with heaven above you, there's hell over me    [/size]    [/fancypost]


    [align=center][ i'm using all lowercase 'cause my hands are really shaky and i'm just really lazy. d:
    and it's totally fine, hon! i'm a pretty patient person. c: when it comes to the internet, anyway. heh. ]


    the tiny ginger had fallen asleep on jaime, who was nice enough to let him fall asleep on him. well, i guess they did cuddle a lot, anyway. and jaime knew alice was a pretty sleepy boy, too. the small boy was curled up in his lap, arms wrapped loosely around his neck, head resting on his chest. his breaths were silent, not even audible to jaime. he wasn't the type to snore, even if he was a sort of deep sleeper. he wouldn't wake up if there was a hurricane going on. it took quite a lot to wake him up, or even snap him out of his daydreams. most of the time, anyway. you'd have to shake him so much you'd get dizzy, most of the time, though most people found it to be quite amusing.


    when the clock finally struck 8:30, people began filing into the home. alice stayed fast asleep, the other just chatting as they sipped at their cans of beer. the teen was like a little boy whose big brother had taken to a party because he had to watch over him - a very irresponsible big brother. by the time he woke up from his little nap, he was still in jamie's lap, but there were many more people in here. the lights were off, though there were some colorful streams of light coming from wherever they were coming from. music played loudly, but not too loudly that they'd get any complaints. it was nine o'clock, by then, and alice kind of regretted coming.


    when he stirred, jaime looked down at him, ruffling his ginger soft hair a little. "morning, sunshine." his voice seemed to be loud enough for tony, mike, and aaron to hear, because they all looked over at the pair. alice kept his eyes shut, groaning tiredly as he slowly got up from jaime's lap. he stretched, yawning silently, then plopped down beside the spiky-haired teen and mike. "hey, alice?" the boy's gaze traveled over to a smirking aaron, and he grumbled, muttering a silent 'what?' under his breath. the other opened his mouth to speak, but jaime interrupted him. "some of us are gonna go play spin the bottle and truth or dare, and you're playing. you have no choice."


    alice really regretted coming, now. he didn't feel like kissing anyone or telling thing she never wanted to tell anyone, but when they said he had no choice, he literally had no choice. so he just huffed, sinking down in the couch with a tired expression, playfully pouting. his bright eyes fluttered open, and he looked pleadingly up at jaime, then aaron, who'd stood up from his position on a beanbag chair. "no, don't look at me like that. it wasn't my idea. it was all justin's and gabe's." of course it was, those little sh-ts.


    "fine." he stretched the 'n', standing up as jaime, mike and tony did. "i'm gonna go ask a few more people if they wanna join." "i guess i will, too," alice muttered, putting up a small, but genuine smile. he and mike turned away from the small group, who were heading upstairs. aaron went to grab a beer bottle, jogging over to the kitchen, while mike and alice were off to search for some people who might want to play either game. they split up, though, which made alice horribly uncomfortable. most of these people he didn't even know, and had only seen around before. he gulped silently, stuffing his hands in the pockets of his skinny jeans, shoulders tense.


    well - this was going to be so much fun.

    [align=center][size=7pt][ you gotta especially when it's summer time. but then everyone lives in different continents. which i just realized a few days ago like how i though the people i rped with were robots but they're not. cause i'm slow xD ]


    "Are we there yet?" Jazz groaned loudly and got a daggered glare from Josh. "No not yet," he hissed through gritted teeth. The brunette sighed and placed the back of her hand against her head, bringing it back as if she were going to faint. "I swear if we don't get there I'm going to chop your F*CKING BALLS OFF! YOU HERE?!" the furious femme shrieked. "Calm your tits down. I didn't even ram my member up your ass," the young man chuckled. "Ugh!" Jazz slapped the back of his head.


    Zephyr shook his head and exchanged a quick glance with Tempest. The nineteen year old shot him a quick smile before looking head. "Over there," Zeph pointed at the house. "That one." "Alright, alright, alriiight," the blonde wiggled his eyebrows and parked next to the curb. They all exited the Jeep within a matter of seconds before going up to the door. "Looks like people are already getting drunk," Jimmy, the Caucasian takeru forgot to add oops, pointed out.


    Not too far away was this guy and girl having a major make-out fest. "That's gonna be me!" Josh invited himself into the house and the small gang followed after him. Somehow they all manged to get separated and Zephyr found himself all alone. The dark haired male pulled at the bottom of his plain white tee before putting his hands into his jean pockets.


    He leaned against a wall, looking like a wannabe bad boy, and watched people come and go. Eh, a few were good looking but that's ok! There would always be plenty nore people to come and him to possibly meet.


    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 550px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #e32636;][size=43pt]ALICE[/size][/fancypost]

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 550px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px black;][size=13pt]this is a wasteland, my only retreat
    with heaven above you, there's hell over me    [/size]    [/fancypost]


    [align=center][sup][ yes, exactly. i personally don't really have a liking for summer, but... eh. lol, i totally understand you, there. cx ]


    some people were already drunk, so it was kind of hard not to be practically ground on as he moved through the crowd, trying to find people who weren't already drunk. he furrowed his eyebrows when someone grabbed his hips, but easily slipped away. yeah, he really regretted coming. but aaron practically begged him to come, and he couldn't say no to that face. he yelped when someone smacked his ass, and he gave the person, who had a smirk on their face, a glare. "i will cut you," he muttered, obviously just playing around. it was enough to make the guy scurry off, and alice rolled his eyes. people are so stupid.


    the tiny male smiled when spotting frank, shuffling over to him. he didn't seem drunk, which alice was thankful for. he tapped him on the shoulder after sneaking behind him, letting out a little giggle that made him blush when frank jumped. "jeez, don't scare me like that, ginger!" frank gave him an affectionate noogie, then pulled him into a brief hug. "some of us are playing spin the bottle and truth or dare, if you wanna join. upstairs, by the way." frank seemed to ponder for a moment before nodding his head. "sure, buddy." and with that, frank was off to go upstairs. alice smiled to himself, then looked around for others.


    he tilted his head a little when spotting a tall, lanky, heavily tattooed male standing all by himself, just leaning against the wall. to others, he might have looked like some 'bad boy', but to alice, he just looked bored and lonely. he thought for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders and started pushing through the crowd of dancing teenagers. he let out a silent sigh, shaking his head when seeing a few people making out right in front of everyone, shivering a little. he didn't find it entirely gross, but he just didn't want to see it, you know? it's not like he's never made out with anyone before, he just... he didn't know. it just made him feel weird, you know?


    the ginger sighed in relief when he finally got to the other male. he stopped two or three feet away, and leaned against the wall beside him. this guy looked familiar, but he knew he'd never spoken to him, or anything. he gave the other a small, shy smile. "um, hi." he looked down at his crossed ankles, crossing his arms over his chest. he tried relaxing his shoulders, but they stayed a little tense. "some of us 'not yet drunk' people are playing spin the bottle and, erm, truth or dare, if you wanna, like, join." he was such an awkward little f-cker around people he didn't know. sure, he could still be awkward with people he knew, but it was only the people he knew really well that he was 'crazy' and actually really outgoing.


    alice shifted a bit, gnawing on his lower lip. he wrapped one arm around himself, the other hand raking through his mop of unruly hair. could he possibly be any more weird?

    [align=center][size=7pt][ sorry for the extremely slow replies >-< my mom is forcing me to watch movies with her unless i go out and do stuff besides roleplaying. ]


    Zephyr chewed on his tongue while listening to conversations from all around. Some were funny and others were just plain weird and disturbing. A soft sigh escaped his lips as boredom gnawed fiercely at him and he spotted one of his friends pass by. Of course, it had to be Josh. "Bro, I just scored myself two hot chicks," the blonde grinned widely. The older male rolled his eyes in amusement. "Really?" he chuckled.


    "Aw come on, don't look at me like that. You know the ladies love me," Josh wiggled his eyebrows. The tall man shook his head with pure amusement at the other's words. "Hey," the fifteen year old tilted his head. "Are you alright? You seem bored." "Nah man, I'm fine.." the tanned male answered. "Go have fun with your lady friends." The blue eyed male grinned widely and gave him friend a hearty pat on the back. "Ok! See ya!"


    Zeph shook his head again while chuckling and let his mind drift. His attention was snapped back when a cute looking ginger came up beside him and man, did he look adorable. The smaller male made Zephyr want to tuck him under his arm and protect him from all forces of evil, kinda like Batman. He blinked at the suggestion of playing spin the bottle combined with truth or dare and smile lightly. "Sure that sounds fun. I think I might be able to find a friend who'd love to play," he grinned widely.


    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 550px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #e32636;][size=43pt]ALICE[/size][/fancypost]

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 550px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px black;][size=13pt]this is a wasteland, my only retreat
    with heaven above you, there's hell over me    [/size]    [/fancypost]


    [align=center][sup][ nah, it's cool. i totally understand. my mom and dad always pester me about how i'm in my room all the time and that i should get out more. what the hell am i supposed to do? we don't ever do anything... x3 ]


    the ginger shifted a little so he was standing with his feet together, standing straight, but leaning against the wall. he probably looked like some goody-two-shoes nerd, with the way he was standing. he wasn't a goody-two-shoes at all, but he wasn't one of those 'bad boys' either. he was just, you know, him. he was just this shy ginger who had tons of friends. his friends were so protective over him, it wasn't even funny. if you so much as looked at him the wrong way, you better believe someone would bark at you quite rudely. if alice ever found a boyfriend, they'd probably threaten the guy. it could be amusing, sometimes, but other times it just embarrassed the boy. hey, he was grateful for them, though. he couldn't protect himself for the life of him. he could barely yell at anyone without crying.


    at the other's response, he smiled shyly up at him, his fingers intertwining to loosely fold his hands in front of him. he gulped silently, opening his mouth to speak, though nothing came out. he just gave a nod of his head, and cleared his throat before actually speaking to the other. "alright, cool. oh, and the little party is, um, upstairs," he stammered, nervously tapping his fingers on the back of his hands. he pushed himself up from the wall, giving one last smile to the sort of stranger before heading off upstairs. they already had enough people, by the seems of it. mike probably got three or four people to play in this time, so he didn't go off searching for more.


    was it just him, or was that guy really pretty? his eyes were gorgeous, and alice could get lost in them - sh-t, no. the skinny lad furrowed his eyebrows as he pushed his way through the sea of people, shewing the thought away. he almost growled when pecked him on the cheek. that person was lucky they didn't get a fist to the jaw. he wrapped his arms around himself, as if that would protect him from anything, and kept his head down. he just loved how he was one of the only few gingers here. it made him stand out more, and he really didn't like that.


    he sighed heavily out of relief once he was finally jogging up the stairs and into the only room with a door open. he gave a smile to everyone that was in there, sitting in a big circle on the floor. "hey, gingy!" jaime patted the open spot next to him, and he gladly sat down. the spiky-haired teen wrapped his arm around him and pulled him close, alice's head resting on his shoulder. it was amusing how so many people thought they were dating, when in reality, they were just not-blood-related brothers.