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    A small grin tugged at my lips as she asked for my name, my eyes giving a small spark of amusement. "The name is Amber, Amber Wells." I replied, raising a eyebrow. "So is that a yes or no?" I added hopefully, my eyes glued to her's as I offered a toothy grin. At this point I had left my drink on the counter, my mind not even set on it anymore.

    I gave a small yet soft chuckle, listening to her comments with a look of amusement sketched on my face.


    "Ah, strict parents. Understandable." I paused, giving my dry lips a quick lick before I took a sip of my drink. Ah, nothing better than the burn it gave my throat.


    "I could always give you a free tattoo. it's a shame seeing such a pretty girl without a little ink, anyways. I've always found it a pleasure to give first tattoos on such pretty skin." I chuckled out, hoping it didn't sound weird. It wasn't creepy at all to me, just appealing. It was like a artist taking their first stroke with a brand new brush or pencil, the feeling just pleasing. Also I always loved being the first tattoo artist they go to, since everyone can remember their first tattoo. No matter how far you get into tattoos I assure you everyone I tattoo or know can name the person who did their first tattoo or where they got it.

    I felt my eyebrow cock slightly at her last question. Catch? I wasn't usually much for catches myself but hey, might as well take advantage of it. "One, promise you will come to me if you get kicked out or anything. By the looks of you I can tell your parents are rather strict so i'd hate to leave you hanging if you were to be kicked out. Two, let me take you out on a date." I paused, sending her a small and playful wink before I gulped down the rest of my drink with ease. "No, I don't expect you to sleep with me or anything of that nature. I just want to take you out. Maybe a dinner and movie, or something else if you're up to out of the ordinary dates." I offered, making sure she understood I didn't expect anything sexual or explicit from her. I was a woman of my word and I simply could do for a date and i'm sure she could probably use one. "Of course, you don't have to. I won't hold it against you and will still give you the tattoo, even if you don't want to go out with me." I added, glancing down sheepishly before I quickly tugged my gaze back to her. I cleared my throat hopefully, ordering another drink as I waited for her response.

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    sup! so for this plot i really don't claim any ideas, especially since i got the bulk of it from a book. basically it's about a group of teens that suddenly appear on a island with only a year to get to their 'portal' where they can then escape back to their home and real world. not much is known about the island and all memories are erased from the families that have their children disappear. it really isn't as hard as it seems but i'll put a spoiler below and explain the whole idea of it. now for the plot. basically i will be playing muse a, a teen that is nearing their 200th day on the island and has yet to escape. you will be playing muse b, a newcomer who is totally horrified and obviously coddled in their past. a group of the other teens happen to stumble past the girl and quickly take her into their so called town, allowing her a spot in society there for her year as long as she promises to contribute like everyone else. hesitantly agreeing, muse b begins her life in the group but is approached by muse a one day, the girl questioning muse b about her past and how much she could remember. Seeing that the girl was coddled and totally fearful of the situation muse a decides to take the girl under her wing, despite her known to be sour personality. one thing leads to another and the two end up falling in love quickly, muse a taking care of muse b and sheltering her from any other teens and dangers that lurk. what happens when muse a's time becomes to edge closer? when her chance comes to escape will she swoop in for the kill or will she refuse to until muse b also escapes safely?





    [ m y c h a r a c t e r ]



    name: Melissa Jay Wells.


    age: 17 years old.


    gender: female.


    sexuality: homosexual.


    relationship/crush(?): soon to be muse b.

    I gave a small chuckle at her comment, giving a nod of amusement. Of course, seemed like a teenage thing to do. Come in a group, find your hookup, leave and abandon the others. I hated to admit it but I did that plenty of times at her age. Shaking the thoughts from my head, I took another quick gulp of my drink before sitting it back down onto the bar surface. "Eighteen. Alright, I expected that. It makes me feel much better now that I know you're legal." I chuckled sheepishly, hating the thought that I was buying a minor drinks and even hitting on them. Hey, eighteen was an adult. It was her choices and whatever she chose I was chill with.


    "Ah, these old things?" I glanced down at my sleeves of tattoos, grinning sheepishly as I rubbed the back of my neck. "I actually drew and inked most of them, though some of the ones I couldn't reach myself were done by my really close friend." I admitted before glancing towards her once again. "I run a tattoo parlor right down the block. If you want you can stop by some day and get a free tattoo or two." I offered her, giving her a playful wink before I took another sip of my drink.

    "Cute name. Amber Wells is the name, darling." I introduced myself with a soft chuckle, scanning her over one last time before I ordered two more drinks. Within moments the bartender expertly set the drinks in front of us, leaving to tend to someone else. "No offense beautiful but what is someone your age doing here without their groupie?" I asked with a small chuckle, knowing that this girl was no older than 18. I had no problem with buying her drinks, though. At 18 I was drinking more than an average adult plus she looked like the type to handle it, or at least responsibly. "I mean, there's no way you're 21 or older. Don't get me wrong though, I like you. Cute." I added the last part shortly, running my fingers through my hair before I took a sip of my drink.

    I couldn't help but let out a quirky chuckle alongside another wide and toothy grin. For some reason this girl interested me. Maybe because she needed a bit of cheering or maybe because simply she was appeal and cute. Either way she definitely caught my attention.


    "Two drinks please, one for the pretty lady." I called out to the bartender, earning a chuckle and quick nod as she went to work on the drinks. I glanced back to the girl almost instantly, my eyebrow quirking. I could tell at this point she was not even close to being over 21, just because of how she addressed it like a question when I offered her a drink. Either way I had no issue buying her drinks, simply because I always did the same when I was younger. Anyways, she looked about 18 so it wasn't like I was buying drinks for a 16 year old or something.


    When I heard her bring up my tattoos I gave a small hum of amusement. "Ah, well, tattoos are my profession, darling. But thank you, I'll take that as a compliment. I love compliments from beautiful girls like you." I replied, sending her a small and flirtatious wink. It was then the bartender came over, placing both a drink in front of me and the girl.

    [ plot ] muse a was the kid that grew up on strict discipline, one that was raised to believe only few things were right moral wise. They were rather fine growing up like this despite the strict rules but like most teens they get a urge to rebel. You see, muse a had dreamed about one day getting a tattoo. Their parents, on the other hand, had nightmares about such things. In their mind inking your skin was one of the worst things possible. Now 18, unable to even admit the idea to her parents, muse a continues on with her life until one night she is dragged to a gay club/bar with her friends, one of them somewhat getting them access into the place. Over night the friends somewhat disappear with either hookups or drunken pals, leaving muse a alone at the bar to sulk. This is where muse b comes into play. Muse b is a well known tattoo artist and piercing master and happens to be at the same club, only to spot the sulking muse a. Unaware that the girl is not even 21 or over, muse b offers the girl a drink with her signature flirty smile. What happens when muse b offers to tattoo the younger girl for free, in exchange the girl promising to return if her parents get upset or kick her out? Will muse a take the chance or will she go by her parent's rules?


    - I will be playing muse b.



    [ my character ] name: amber wells


    age: 24


    sexuality: homosexual


    gender: female


    appearance: amber is a tall girl with a slim yet fit frame. she has short black hair that is usually swooped to the right side and also has two sleeves of multiple tattoos.


    [ first post ] I gave a small hum as I made my way through the sweaty and dancing crowd, managing to push through and catch gaze of the bar. Just as I was about to hunt down a open seat I laid gaze on a girl, one that looked a bit young but hey, I wouldn't judge. Walking up to the bar, I easily slipped into the seat by her side and gave her my usual charming grin. "Hey there, beautiful. Would you mind if I bought you a drink or two?" I asked her with a quirky grin, my eyes trailing up and down as I scanned the girl over.

    [ plot ] muse a was the kid that grew up on strict discipline, one that was raised to believe only few things were right moral wise. They were rather fine growing up like this despite the strict rules but like most teens they get a urge to rebel. You see, muse a had dreamed about one day getting a tattoo. Their parents, on the other hand, had nightmares about such things. In their mind inking your skin was one of the worst things possible. Now 18, unable to even admit the idea to her parents, muse a continues on with her life until one night she is dragged to a gay club/bar with her friends, one of them somewhat getting them access into the place. Over night the friends somewhat disappear with either hookups or drunken pals, leaving muse a alone at the bar to sulk. This is where muse b comes into play. Muse b is a well known tattoo artist and piercing master and happens to be at the same club, only to spot the sulking muse a. Unaware that the girl is not even 21 or over, muse b offers the girl a drink with her signature flirty smile. What happens when muse b offers to tattoo the younger girl for free, in exchange the girl promising to return if her parents get upset or kick her out? Will muse a take the chance or will she go by her parent's rules?


    - I will be playing muse b.



    [ my character ] name: amber wells


    age: 24


    sexuality: homosexual


    gender: female


    appearance: amber is a tall girl with a slim yet fit frame. she has short black hair that is usually swooped to the right side and also has two sleeves of multiple tattoos.


    [ first post ] I gave a small hum as I made my way through the sweaty and dancing crowd, managing to push through and catch gaze of the bar. Just as I was about to hunt down a open seat I laid gaze on a girl, one that looked a bit young but hey, I wouldn't judge. Walking up to the bar, I easily slipped into the seat by her side and gave her my usual charming grin. "Hey there, beautiful. Would you mind if I bought you a drink or two?" I asked her with a quirky grin, my eyes trailing up and down as I scanned the girl over.