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Shattered Dreams
SharpieLurve & Lady Rawr
Los Ángeles, California
City of Angels
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Okie dokie so lets get this thing set up.
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awesome ill get my CS up later. So I'm guessing this is the nasty boyfriend?
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Yeah - I reckon so
A kind of nice but nasty unstable type - figured that could mix things up.
As I said tis just my 1st draft so will prob edit - especially once I've seen your CS too - to make it more appropriate
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(Appearance Coming also I'm making her young because of her history and it adds to the effect of the thread)
Name: Raven Dawn Vaught
Age: 17
Personality: Raven is like a piece of candy. Sweet, hard on the outside, but gooey on the inside. She acts like she's loud, tough, hard as nails, bad ass. But in reality she's weak and vulnerable and takes everything to heart. She has trust issues and anger issues. She's not big on the drug scene but she takes pills and smokes weed to numb the pain. She is however an alcoholic even at the age of 17. Other than that though she is actually a nice person to certain people, especially kids. She tries to be nice to people because she knows what it's like to act in front of everyone and have a rough life at home behind closed doors. Raven also has a very codependent personality, she can't stand to be alone.
History: Raven's life has sucked since the day she was born. She had both of her parents growing up, but that didn't mean much to her. They were drug addicts and cared more about their addiction than their daughter, they have continuously told her since she was the age to be able to understand, that she was an unwanted accident. And as soon as she was able to walk and talk she was taking care of herself, cleaning up after her parents messes. It wasn't so bad just tough. It wasn't until she got older that it got really bad, her parents started getting even more strung out and started fighting and screaming every five seconds. For a bout six years she had been invisible and neglected by her parents, then when she finally got their attention she realized she preferred to be neglected. The beat her, called her names, made her go with out food.
Finally at the age 11 CPS stepped in, noticing at school that Raven's bruises never faded, they just multiplied. After that she stayed in the care of a Foster Child Facility. That's when her Codependent issues started to kick in. She craved for others love and affection first it was through friends, then as she got older she started craving it from men, mostly older than her too. She started going to parties and getting fucked up, not on anything to harsh though. She became the easy girl and even works in a strip club. The manager says that if she wont tell he wont. Shes just a damaged girl trying to fill the emptiness inside her.
Roughdraft done!
Last edited by SharpieLurve; 11-19-2012 at 08:10 PM.
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Okay I’ve made a very few small edits – but more or less good to go now!
I will open with this post and we can go from there methinks.
Clay concentrated as he carefully used his driving license to cut the coke up and form it into several lines of glistening white powder on his dashboard. He was sat in the parking garage behind his apartment and couldn’t be bothered to wait and go home before indulging himself.
Rolling up a twenty dollar note he quickly ran it along the line sniffing as he did so. He leaded back and grinned in the seat as he felt the familiar rush as the drugs were absorbed by his nasal tissue and his affected his neurotransmitters. As his mind exploded in activity Clay pictured in his head what he imagined the receptors in his brain to look like as they stopped absorbing his serotonin and dopamine among other things.
Turning on the radio Clay snorted the final line before sweeping the rest of the powder off the dash and into a little pouch he had made out of card and stuffing it in his pocket and leaning back once more.
After about half an hour Clay stepped out of the car and brushed himself down whilst walking towards the dingy stairway that lead down to street level. As he emerged into the cold evening air he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit one before pulling his hood up and putting his hands in his pockets.
He was heading the short distance into the nightlife area that again was just around the corner, with the intention of getting as messed up as possible and seeing where the night would take him. Earlier in the day he’d driven down through several states with a trunk full of a ridiculous amount of drugs which he’d then passed on to his dealer in exchange for copious amounts of cash.
Moving down the busy street Clay slipped through the crowds of drunken people who were just beginning their nights as his mind continued to race over and over. Moving past the first few crappy bars he passed clay decided that tonight he would maybe go to see some strippers and treat himself whilst getting hammered.
((Hows that? I figure we can go from anywhere here – in terms of if we already know each other you could text/call/bump into me, or alternatively we can meet for the first time tonight))
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hows about they meet for the first time? easier to build up character and conflict if they know nothing of each other.
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but yes i like it lets get started
and we shall come back here for lot ideas.
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RAVEN DAWN VAUGHT

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Hey really sorry it took me so long to post i had some family related issues
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