@Love Me Dead
Nyteshaed shrugged. "If you say so."
She followed along behind Y, taking the opportunity to enjoy the view. Her room mate was energetic to say the least. Hopefully that energy transfers into bed. She thought. This girl had her going and Nyteshaed would be damned if she would let this one get away from her.
She picked up the bag and closed the door to the truck.
"Sick ride." She said, looking the truck over. "I'm surprised anyone here actually has their own wheels."
She followed Y back upstairs, pleased that the stairs put her roommate's posterior at eye level.

"It may not be the best thing in the world but that truck's paid off." she gave a fake yawn, "Mommy and Daddy tried to win me over with it after what he did to me. It didn't work but I still kept the truck." Her fingers unzipped the bag pulling out one of the records it help, "Oh this one's amazing!~." She set it all up turning it on, carfully picking up the needle and dropping it on the right song Seven Wonders, one of her favorites of all time. Her face just seemed to light up as she sort of half danced to the song singing along softly, yeah she knew every word to this lovely song.
@RhineQueen

Alo let out an angry
"You what?" After getting bumped into by a slightly more muscular individual. He watched as they made their way into his room. It seems his moment of solace was interrupted by his hasty post it note reading. He would, apparently, have a room mate. He stood for a moment, regaining his composture as he prepared to introduce himself.

He made his way back to the room, rubbing his eye as he entered.
"Alright lad?" He spoke taking his place back on his bed.
"So you're my roommate are you? One question there, mate do you follow the footie?" He asked, making small talk as muh as he hated it.
"It's not so popular here in the states, but I swear on my mums life if you support Hearts we'll come to hands" He half joked, pulling up his sleeve to reveal the Hibs tattoo adorned on his arm.
"I'm Alo, by the way"

He blinked a bit looking over at him, "What are you talking about?" He then rubbed the back of his head opening another one of his bags up and pulling out something and shoving it under his pillow before setting medication on his nightstand, "I go by Abs by the way, ironic I know but just go with it. Now I have like, three rules. If I'm training to hard leave me be, if I'm being a little cunt punch me in the face, and if you piss me off I'll try not to fuck up your face. I've got pretty bad rage issues because of the meds my doctor has got me on."

He seemed to be looking around the room a bit before he stopped at the center just looking up for a moment, "Do you mind if I set up my punching bag here when my friend drops it off?" He seemed to be half in his own world putting hands up as if he were imagining it was there tossing a punch in the air, "This spot is so perfect."
@Mr_pink

@Love Me Dead
"At least your dad tried."
Nyteshaed watched Y dance around, tracing her movements like a predator watches it's prey. The music was some airy fairy shit that barely registered as rock, but she wasn't really listening to the music. Her mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Y dancing through her head. Though her mental picture was more scantily clad. Shame such a pretty face had to be wasted on such a prissy bitch with shit music tastes. She thought. Still, she didn't let that spoil the fantasy. Despite herself, she stood and moved with Y, not really sure how she should dance to this music, but still taking the moments that she could to brush against Y.

"My dad is the reason my head is shaved right now." Y just seemed rather happy that someone was dancing with her, this music was her soul and every word just kissed at the very fabric of her existence. Or rather she just loved all music but some just got to her heart. Stevie was beautiful and a few years ago that's all a young boy named Kyle wanted, to be a beautiful woman like Stevie. She closed her eyes as the song changed singing along with the words to Rhiannon, a name she'd almost taken for herself all those years ago singing at the top of her lungs when her parents weren't around. How she had came up with Y was just an impulse that seemed to stick, she just really liked just being called Y. @RhineQueen
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After about ten minutes he grumbled a bit shutting the laptop and rolling on his back looking up at the ceiing. He was pretty much as social as a rock. He hated people in general just looking over at Tom but not saying another. It was like he was trying to figure him out without asking, not a very easy task to say the least. He closed his eyes pulling his blanket up over his shoulder mumbling out, "Welcome to pissvile." Chuckling at his own joke and shifted completely so he was laying on his pillow.

@nano627

@Love Me Dead
Nyteshaed quickly drew tired of Y's music. It was clear she wasn't interested in her advances right now, off in her own world. She left Y to her thoughts and retired to her bed, digging the small bottle of Jack out of her bag. She cracked the seal on it and took a swig, coughing softly as the harsh liquid clawed down her throat. Still it was a new home for herself and goddamnit, she deserved a treat.
"Fuck dads." She said. "They aren't worth the trouble. But at least you're rocking the cute boyish hair."

She blinked a bit and chuckled, "This is a wig hun." She sat down and fixed it a bit and gave a smile, "My hair is just starting to grow back in, my dad decided to shave it off a few weeks ago, luckily they don't get visiting rights anymore." She messed with her tights pulling them down and off making sure their were no holes in them. @RhineQueen

Tom Rook

Tom briefly chuckled before realising his mistake. "Damn it Tom! you have to reply now." He rattled his brain trying to think of something to say.
"Pissvile, damn and here I thought it was Crap City" Tom sat up before closing his book trying not to be nervous
"Oh and I'm Tom, if you hadn't guessed that already. Um, you're Jace right?" @Love Me Dead

Alo listened to the 'rules' half-heartedly, he was astounded that this 'Abs' didn't know about football. It was only theworlds greatest sport for Pete's sake. He rubbed his chin as, Abs spoke, before reaching under his bed and pulling out the large sports bag just as Abs finished speaking.
"Nah, go ahead and set it up, mate" He said, rummaging around in his bag for something. Eventually he found it, a half deflated football laying near the bottom of the bag. Alo excitedly pulled it out and began blowing it up until it reached it's full spherical form. It wasn't a proper football, just one of those rinky-dink inflatable ones that you get from pound shops. But nevertheless, it would have to do.
"Footie" He said tossing the ball in the air and catching it again.
"I seriously can't believe you've never heard of it, c'mon you must have heard of..." He hesitated
"Soccer in the past right?" He shuddered saying the accursed word.

"Oh." he chuckled a bit and nodded a bit, "Yeah, I'm more into hockey. I used to be on a team." He unpacked one of his bags pulling out a set of weights setting them off to the side, "Hopefully there's a hockey team here somewhere around here." He seemed pretty happy to be honest sitting down on his bed. @Mr_pink

@Love Me Dead
"My dad tried to cut my hair after I dyed it for the first time." Nyteshaed mused, thinking back on one of her many alcohol driven altercations with the man. "He said I was spoiling my womanhood." She took another drink. "So I cut him with the shards from his gin bottle." She chuckled softly and shook her head. "Seems like just yeasterday he was breaking my wrist when he walked in on me with Holly Shwartz's head between my legs."

Jace nodded and got up stretching his arms out, "Yeah I'm Jace, welcome to the most boring place you will ever live." He ran a hand through his hair, "So um, please tell me you're not as fucked up as the last guy I roomed with." He seemed to be remembering bad times, his last roommate ended up beating the shit out of him. @nano627



Y sighed a bit and rubbed the back of her neck, "That sucks, my father wanted a son." She was trying to make up a story for her, "So he started forcing me to dress like a guy and kept cutting my hair. When I started refusing he started beating me." She seemed to be almost shivering at the thought, "I've been in foster care since I was twelve." @RhineQueen

Tom looked at Jace noticing the nervousness behind his words. Judging by his physique it wouldn't have been surprising if Jace had been bullied Tom had to admit he looked like a pretty easy target. Tom glanced at the shadow on the wall behind Jace. It had been there awhile changing shapes from goulish creatures to displaying medieval battles. While he would admit he had his problems going around and telling people about them didn't seem like a great way to make friends.
"Fucked up? Nah, probably not. I mean, my name is probably the weirdest thing about me and that's Tom. So,yeah pretty normal." @Love Me Dead

@Love Me Dead
"Jesus." Nyteshaed muttered. [color=CC0000]"He sounds like a proper fucking nutjob." She put the cap back on the bottle and returned it to her bag before rolling onto her side. "But hey at least foster care couldn't have been worse than some braindead dipshit who can't tell his daughter doesn't have a dick."

Y rubbed at her arm and closed her eyes for a moment sucking it up just to keep her story together, "Y-Yeah, I wish he would've just realized." She sat down on her bed and laid back, "Guys just don't get it." At the moment Y wanted to cry and just curl up, talking about male genetail set her off. @RhineQueen



Jace just scratched at his stomach rather unflatteringly as he looked him up and down, "You seem okay." God he looked like he was so pissed off, bad case of resting bitch face. Glancing over to the window he looked at his favorite little baby tree he had planted there with the last group. He had refused to work with a group so he did it all by himself, "I don't really like people." @nano627

@Love Me Dead
Nyteshaed laughed sharply and shook her head.
"No fuckin kidding." She said, oblivious to her roommate's discomfort. "I swore off the things long ago. Besides, dicks are fucking useless anyway. Little floppy meat tubes. Disgusting." She stuck out her tongue and made a face, sticking a finger down her throat in a mock gagging motion.

"Heh.... yeah." she looked almost sick, "C-Can we not talk about it anymore?" She pulled up on her legs onto the bed curling up with her blanket moving so her head on the pillow softly winkling up her face in a cute manor. She was very good at looking slightly okay as she panicked.