What Have I Become? - Private

Sub account test · Feb 26th 2015

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Kaiden was bitten by vampire, in his sleep, but he does not know it. It starts out fairly unnoticeable; he gets little sleep during the night, and when he does, he has bloody nightmares. But after nearly week, He has lost his appetite, and he can’t stop having vivid hallucinations of killing people. his hunger is unbearable, but he can’t make himself eat any food. However, when he goes home sick, his (human) best friend ditches school after Kaiden texted her that he thought that he might be seriously ill and that his mom has dissappeared, intending to take him to the hospital. Luckily, you spot two holes in his neck before you reach the hospital. you let him bite you, and he almost kills you. despite this, you help him get used to his new life, and he swears to never hurt you again...but how long will he keep his promise?

Name: Kaiden Wells
Age: 16, almost 17
Gender: Male
Personality: Clumsy, awkward, shy, smart, slow, accepting, kind, caring
History[optional]: His parents are dead, but he lives with his aunt, Samantha. She she works late, but never stays away from home longer than a day. She cares for him very much.
Relationships[optional]: He has a crush on you, but you two are only friends
Siblings[optional]: He has an older brother named Derek in the navy

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Burnittotheground · Feb 26th 2015

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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times

Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times

I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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~Oc~ mind if I join?

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Burnittotheground · Feb 26th 2015

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(c) Marxis on deviantart

Name;;Caste/ Evans/ Kingsguard

Age;;
Sixteen (16)

Age;;
Female

appearance (Desc);;Height - 5'2 , slim and on the shorter side but not too much so.
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Body - With a body like an hourglass leaning towards more of a pear shape, she wages a full c cup on her chest, and full hips. her arms are slender and well porportioned with lean muscle showing when she wants it to. built like a barstool, she has long legs and numerous tattoos all over.

Eyes - Her big almond shaped eyes take up mostly a stunning silver color that rings her pitch black pupils tilting more towards ovals at the top and bottom. Most of the time with a black line atop them and setting them in more detail, drawing the eyes to hers.

Hair - Long stormy grey hair falling down to her full hips slightly wavy on the straighter side with the exception of a few fat curls.

Nose - Medium on the smaller side, it stands straight and at the end neither flicking out to the top or lowering down.

Mouth - Full but not overly so, her lips are shaped like a drawn bow and colored in a soft pink like diluted blood, or a deep crimson it all depends on where she is or how she feels.

personality;;A very chill and laid back person, she always is willing to do most anything because she is probably stoned when your asking her to do it or she is doing it. With a very playful personality, she trusts none but keeps secrets for many. Caste dosent like most people, but she dosent let it show no matter how much she truly hates them. Very sarcastic and will rip your face off if you piss her off. A bad ass with an affliction for pot to say the least.

weapon;; commonly she uses the silver bladed dagger with an elk bone handle sheathed in her breast

quirk;; She has a wide knowledge of many things and compares to a doctor when it comes to wounds. Somehow she always manages to smell like cucumbers

relationships;;
None right now

Sub account test · Feb 27th 2015

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accepted, shall we begin?

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Burnittotheground · Feb 27th 2015

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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times

Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times

I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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~Oc~ sure

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Sub account test · Feb 27th 2015

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Kaiden groaned taking off his glasses to rub his eyes. He was sitting in the nurse's office. He was weak, while he was walking there his legs had been shaky, and he had fallen over multiple times. He was so hungry...his stomach had tied itself in an unbearably tight knot after lunch. he was tired. He could hardly keep his head up, even after the medication he had taken before he went to school, which had only worked for about an hour. Most of all, his stomach hurt like hell. He had forced himself to eat at lunch today, and he knew now not to ever do that again. He figured he must have a fever or the stomach flu, or even both, so he had gone to the nurse. His temperature was 97.2. He was scared. The nurse finished writing him a pass to leave and get his things, and he took it shakily, muttering his thanks and he began heading back to his classroom. He stayed her the wall, which was pretty much holding him up at this point. He carefully entered the classroom, stumbling a bit as he made his way to his science teacher. whispered erupted through out the classroom, and he glanced over to his best friend, Caste.
"Yes, Mr. Wells?"
that was the teacher wanting to know what he wanted.
"Mr. Francis, the nurse is letting me leave."
He nodded the slightest bit, taking the note and letting him get his things from his desk. He struggled to pick up his things, but before he could reach the door, he lost his balance and suddenly his books were everywhere, and he was flat on the ground. He groaned as the rest of the class cringed. Lifted himself up weakly, and someone helped him pick up his books.
"I need someone responsible to help Kaiden to his car."
Mr. Francis called out. A bunch of kids' hands raised, and he turned his gaze to him, offering him a choice.
"Caste." Kaiden grumbled.

Burnittotheground · Feb 28th 2015

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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times

Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times

I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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caste sat in class, fading in and out of consciousness barely listening to the teacher blab on and on and on. Baked out of her mind, she closed red rimmed eyes and rested her small forehead on her crossed arms sitting on the desk. Vaguely she could hear the teacher continue on, a certain Mr. Francis that had all the girls ogling his butt and fantasizing about him. Caste had better things to do. Which consisted of sleep, school, pot, pizza and more pot.
nuzzling her arm like a lost lover, she heard the door open but kept her eyes closed and head down. God, since when was her head so heavy? she felt eyes burning a hole in the back of her neck. S.hit. She had been caught. It appears there had been a charlatan in the midst of her fourth period class. bastards. But then she had heard her best friends voice. her ride or die, her homie, her main brother her kaiden.
"Mr francis the teacher is letting me leave." Lucky bastard. She raised her head and blinked rapidly for a second or two. The kid had always reminded her of simon from the mortal instruments but damn, with blurry vision she was seeing a fictional character holy hot damn. Would this make her clary? She damn well hoped so. Clary is pretty hot. Shaking the train of thought from her head, she rubbed her eyes and opened them just quickly enough to make out kaiden eating it on the tile floor. Damnit kaiden. she rose out of her seat and rushed over to him as quickly as inebriated legs could.
"Shi.t shi.t shi.t What do i do?" She scramble for a second as she picked up his papers and put them in her bag. hefting kaiden up with his arm around her shoulder, supporting him, she made it out of the class and into the hall.

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Sub account test · Feb 28th 2015

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OK, so he might have a few minor judgemental flaws, asking Caste of all people to walk him to his car. She probably had just as much trouble standing as he did. He had picked her for a specific reason other than the fact that she was his favorite person: he knew shedrew would do pretty much anything, especially when she was high like this--which was very often, but who was counting? His boob grew burly suddenly, and the world felt like it was all a dream. He was watching himself walk with his pot-head friend out to the parking lots. It reminded a lot of his nightmares he had been having lately. He started to tackle the girl, managing to pin her. His mouth lunged for her neck and he watched...before he saw anything else, his eyes flew open, and he was back in his body.
"Wha--"
He muttered, blinking and squeezing his eyes shut. Ahh...it felt so good to close his eyes...maybe just a bit longer...no. He forced his eyes open, realizing that he was falling asleep. He must be seriously sick. Maybe he was going mad, he did not know.

Sub account test · Mar 3rd 2015

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Bumper cars...

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Burnittotheground · Mar 4th 2015

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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times

Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times

I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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~Oc~ sorry its been a pain to get to a computer. did he just zone out and imagine this or did he actually do this?

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Sub account test · Mar 4th 2015

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It was his imagination, none of it happened, but he was staring at her the entire time, in reality.

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Burnittotheground · Mar 5th 2015

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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times

Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times

I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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It wasnt hard to notice him staring at her so fervently, even in her condition. Concerned, she stopped for a second.
"My dude! Are you okay?" She squinted at him a little very confused.
She noticed him shut his eyes and become dead weight.
"Brosies! Oh Shi.t. oh Shi.t. we need to get you to the hospital." Summoning her strength, she prayed to the rock climbing gods and hefted him into her arms. Jogging to the car within her line.of sight.
Whispering oh f.uck a thousand times she threw him into the back seat and got up front. Hot wiring the car as a first thought she stomped on the pedal and sped from the student parking lot.
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Sub account test · Mar 5th 2015

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He woke up in a random car. His pain and fatigue rushed back to him, and he was sweating madly.
"Why...is it so hot? Where are we?"
the tormented boy groaned, squinting. his glasses were crooked, and about half of his vision was blurred, and the light was making his head hurt even more. Suddenly, he realized who was driving.
"Caste...you should not be driving...you are supposed to go back to class..."
he muttered. He could honestly say he wanted to die right now, but he could not. He was about as miserable as he could get.He let his head fall back onto the seat, revealing two puncture wounds in his neck.

Burnittotheground · Mar 6th 2015

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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times

Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times

I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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She jumped in suprise when he woke up, her high was wearing off now and he startled her. In her high she stole a car and was driving him to the hospital.
"Were going to the hospital! fool you need help!" her knuckles were white on the dark leather steering wheel. there was a hula girl on the dashboard and it was shaking at the speed of light with how roughly she was driving. On the freeway, she narrowed her curious silver eyes at him through the rearview mirror.
"I dont care about class. I care about you. And yoou need to be at the hospital." She saw him feint and gasped.
"What the hell are those on your neck kaiden? Holy sh.it." Swerving to avoid hitting a bus she got on the off ramp and pulled over

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Sub account test · Mar 6th 2015

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he did not faint he is just really tired and started to fall asleep

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He groaned as the car jolted and they barely missed the bus, it's horn whizzing past them. He managed to talk again after she had pulled over,
"Caste, please just take me home...just need some rest....I don't know what you are talking about on my neck. What is on my neck?" he mumbled a sloppy pile of comments forr Caste tocomments for him. He did not have the energy to figure them out himself.

Burnittotheground · Mar 6th 2015

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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times

Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times

I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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"Nah son. That's some vampire s.hit. we going to my house." She said, putting the car in reverse and going down a different street.
"What will your mom think if she sees that?" She said quietly, pulling into a suburban neighborhood.

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Sub account test · Mar 6th 2015

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Kaiden ripped open his eyes at the sound of vampires. “W..what? Vampire?” he muttered, his eyebrows knitting themselves together. He picked up his head from the seat and looked around, finding himself at his friend’s house. “What do you mean? Vampires don’t even exist. I am seriously not ok, don’t joke about stuff like that.

Burnittotheground · Mar 7th 2015

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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times

Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times

I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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She didn't answer him, she just put the car in stop and opened the door.
"Exactly. Your not okay." She opened his car door and helped him from the car. Sighing softly, she went into the house, smelling of inscence and sat him on the couch. Taking five minutes she ran around the house gathering things and putting them into a box. Returning she set the box in front of her and sat on the ground infront of him.

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Sub account test · Mar 8th 2015

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Suddenly a blast of artificial fruity scents surged into his head, and he could not help but groan as he stumbled into her house. He laid down on the couch, "can you turn off the lights?" he muttered.

Burnittotheground · Mar 9th 2015

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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times

Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times

I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired

Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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"You got it sunshine." She closed the blinds and turned off the lights. Sitting in front of him, she examined and cleaned the wound in his neck, patching it up. humming softly under her breath, she took off his crooked glasses and set them on the table.
"Get some sleep. Ill make some food." she stood, bringing the first aid kit with her

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