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Ooh, he looks great!
It's the forum, mine keeps doing that too!
Neither did I, the sites acting up >:( Oh well, we'll just have to deal.
Hey, no problem! I do that too! I won't think that you're ignoring me :)
Take all the time you need, I'm in no rush.
Take all the time you need, I'm in no rush.
Hey, no problem! I do that too! I won't think that you're ignoring me :)
Take all the time you need, I'm in no rush.
Take all the time you need, I'm in no rush.
No, there wasn't a real fire, I think the drill had something to do with the water leakage. But yeah, it's flooded twice. The first time we lost our gym and we can't use it anymore, if we lose the theater I'll probably cry. Haha, wow that must have been amusing :p But it's nice that you don't work! *happy dances for you* Also, you will have to tell me! Days where a bunch of random crap just happens out of the blue are the best!
I think that it'll be more of even ground, like they think she's just passing through so it's kinda like "Yo, waddup!" but then things go a little awry when they find out what she's been up to. Or something like that, it doesn't have to be too complicated! We can jut kind of play around with it and see what happens from there.
Take your time, the only reason I got hers up so early is cause I haven't been busy tonight and actually had the time.
Oh! Thanks :)
I think that it'll be more of even ground, like they think she's just passing through so it's kinda like "Yo, waddup!" but then things go a little awry when they find out what she's been up to. Or something like that, it doesn't have to be too complicated! We can jut kind of play around with it and see what happens from there.
Take your time, the only reason I got hers up so early is cause I haven't been busy tonight and actually had the time.
Oh! Thanks :)
No, there wasn't a real fire, I think the drill had something to do with the water leakage. But yeah, it's flooded twice. The first time we lost our gym and we can't use it anymore, if we lose the theater I'll probably cry. Haha, wow that must have been amusing :p But it's nice that you don't work! *happy dances for you* Also, you will have to tell me! Days where a bunch of random crap just happens out of the blue are the best!
I think that it'll be more of even ground, like they think she's just passing through so it's kinda like "Yo, waddup!" but then things go a little awry when they find out what she's been up to. Or something like that, it doesn't have to be too complicated! We can jut kind of play around with it and see what happens from there.
Take your time, the only reason I got hers up so early is cause I haven't been busy tonight and actually had the time.
Oh! Thanks :)
I think that it'll be more of even ground, like they think she's just passing through so it's kinda like "Yo, waddup!" but then things go a little awry when they find out what she's been up to. Or something like that, it doesn't have to be too complicated! We can jut kind of play around with it and see what happens from there.
Take your time, the only reason I got hers up so early is cause I haven't been busy tonight and actually had the time.
Oh! Thanks :)
Emily's song floated through the air, making the dim bedroom horrific and causing fear to strike the six young children motionless. Gavin swallowed nervously when he saw several silent teas slip down his youngest sisters chubby cheeks and drop onto the teddy bear. Her eyes glistened with more tears that threatened to spill over and that would not be good. Climbing over the bed, and trying to avoid making any sort of motion towards the singing spirit. Gav sat beside the young girl and hugged her tightly. "It's okay, Loo. It's okay." His quiet voice was barely a whisper as they entire room stood still for several long moments.
With eyes squeezed shut, Gene tried to drown out the sounds and grasped hold of Nathan's hand in the process. It felt like hours, but could only have been minutes, before the sing-song voice quieted and the dark entity faded from view. Yet they could still feel her hallow eyes staring at them, watching them... just like always. "I'm scared..." Lucy's timid voice quivered with tears that she wiped away from her cheeks with the heel of her hand. "I don't wan't to play her game." Gene looked towards her sister with sharp eyes. "Lucy! Don't say that, if she hears do you know how mad she will be?" Gene's voice was a hushed whisper, growing louder bit by slow bit. "Sorry." Loo's quiet voice mumbled as she looked down at her teddy bear.
"Do you guys want to get out of here?" Gavin's voice, the voice of reason between that of his sisters, piped up. The dismal bedroom did nothing to help the creepiness that surrounded them almost constantly. "We can go outside to the playhouse and talk." The playhouse was a safe place, somewhere that Emily's fear didn't reach for some unknown reason. They talked there, about almost everything, and it was nearly the only safe haven the children had anymore. Gavin had drawn his knees up so that his chin rested on top of them as his blue eyes scanned the group quizzically.
"I wanna go." Lucy sounded timid as she gazed up at her idolized big brother.
"Me too..." Gene murmured, looking towards there friends. "I think I can feel her coming again." And that was true, from the shimmering grey shape that was forming in the corner. Her heart thudded in her chest as she scooted closer to the group an watched the levitating shape with caution. "So we should probably go now..."
With eyes squeezed shut, Gene tried to drown out the sounds and grasped hold of Nathan's hand in the process. It felt like hours, but could only have been minutes, before the sing-song voice quieted and the dark entity faded from view. Yet they could still feel her hallow eyes staring at them, watching them... just like always. "I'm scared..." Lucy's timid voice quivered with tears that she wiped away from her cheeks with the heel of her hand. "I don't wan't to play her game." Gene looked towards her sister with sharp eyes. "Lucy! Don't say that, if she hears do you know how mad she will be?" Gene's voice was a hushed whisper, growing louder bit by slow bit. "Sorry." Loo's quiet voice mumbled as she looked down at her teddy bear.
"Do you guys want to get out of here?" Gavin's voice, the voice of reason between that of his sisters, piped up. The dismal bedroom did nothing to help the creepiness that surrounded them almost constantly. "We can go outside to the playhouse and talk." The playhouse was a safe place, somewhere that Emily's fear didn't reach for some unknown reason. They talked there, about almost everything, and it was nearly the only safe haven the children had anymore. Gavin had drawn his knees up so that his chin rested on top of them as his blue eyes scanned the group quizzically.
"I wanna go." Lucy sounded timid as she gazed up at her idolized big brother.
"Me too..." Gene murmured, looking towards there friends. "I think I can feel her coming again." And that was true, from the shimmering grey shape that was forming in the corner. Her heart thudded in her chest as she scooted closer to the group an watched the levitating shape with caution. "So we should probably go now..."
The echoing silence pounded around the two women, and despite the fact that there was no sound, not even the television anymore, something about the air around them still seemed to be full of noise. The feel of fingers against her jaw, gentle at the same time proprietorial, caused a shudder to ran its course through Charlie's body. Her hands shook slightly where they were neatly placed on her lap, and her eyes gazed deeply into Mila's . She felt as if she were on fire, the nerve endings on her body flared with every benign caress against her heated face. The soft tickle of fingers weaving themselves through the back of her hair caused the pit of her stomach to flutter with butterflies, a reaction she remembered was her fight or flight instinct kicking in. Yet, she wanted to do neither as Mila's breath warmed her face.
“Mmm, you know, I think you’re right… I think you O negatives must have some unmistakable charm,”
The loud silence was broken by Mila's vixenish murmur. “There’s something else about you though... makes it so I can’t help myself." Charlie wanted to laugh, but the sound was more like a whisper of cool breath. People didn't find her desirable, they didn't say things like that about her. She was the person that they used and left because there was nothing about her thin frame, her small chest, or her sharp features that people found overly attractive. She mused over this only slightly before the hand that was interwoven with her hair tightened. A small gasp escaped her parted lips as she was drawn closer to Mila, close enough so that they were only inches apart. Charlie wanted more then anything to close this distance between them. Her eyelids fluttered closed instinctively as she leaned forwards yearning for the feel of Mila's lips.
And finally she felt the hesitant brush against her own quivering lips. The kiss started slowly, gentle and romantic, but did not stay so for very long. Charlie sunk into Mila's touch, the feeling of butterflies in her stomach intensified as their lips touched heatedly. Char exhaled slightly at the feel of sharp canines against her bottom lip; it didn't occur to her, as she moved one hand gently on Mila's waist, that the teeth were perhaps bit too sharp. All she could focus on was the incredible need to let herself be swept away in this kiss, to lose all thought, especially the ones that were almost screaming at her that something wasn't quite right, and be carried away like a kite in the wind. And she did just that, as the grip on the back of her head kept her locked firmly in place her body reacted and moved ever closer to the woman beside her. Yet suddenly she felt Mila draw away, and her body became very aware with just how cold the room had become.
The window was slightly ajar and the curtains blew inwards filling the living room with icy air, yet that wasn't exactly it. Mila herself was cold, unlike Charlie whose body was covered in a thin layer of sweat. She didn't have time to wonder about this long as rough hands shoved her backwards and she fell onto the couch cushions with a muffled thud and a murmured 'ouf'. Her eyes widened, her mouth formed that O shape from earlier. "Mila..." it had been the first time Charlie had spoken the entire time and the two syllables came out a cross between a moan and a croak as she felt Mila's weight on her chest, and her hands pin Char's wrists above her head, rendering her docile. She flushed hot read, the slightly ajar window now not a problem, as she felt a tickle against her ear. “Now I've got you~”. The feral edge in Mila's voice induced just the right amount of excitement and fear.
Charlie's mouth opened slightly as she felt Mila's cool lips against her neck, on the spot right where her pulse thudded out of control. Mila was saying something in her ear, and Char should be able to hear it but the blood was rushing in her ears too badly and she could barely apprehend a thing. “You want to lie still for me.” Yes, she did... right? Her mind felt like mush, but for however unaware she was mentally, she made up for with how hyper aware her body was. The rough nibbles against her neck made her breath come fast and her cheeks turn a crimson red that matched the colour left by Mila's teeth grating against her soft skin. She had never been the type of person who enjoyed a little pain with their pleasure so her warning voice piped up hoarsely: "Mi-"
She was cut off by a guttural sound that resounded off the walls. Fear paralysed her body and she tried to struggle. But the weight of Mila's body on top of her own, and the steel grip holding back her arms, refused her that option. "Mila!" Her voice coughed and sputtered as she felt a numbing pain against her neck, like a needle would feel, followed by an icy feeling that spread all throughout her body. "What are you..." Her voice trailed off and was replaced by a whimper that escaped her swollen lips. Something deep inside her was screaming like a caged animal, telling her to fight telling her that she was in danger, that she was dying. But despite this her body went limp and compliant, filled with a cool pleasure that made her numb. Mila's hands slipped away from gripping Charlie's, giving her the perfect opportunity to fight, or try to, but inexplicable thrill and desire that had taken over stopped her from doing that. This felt good. It felt really good. So, Instead of shoving Mila away like that little piece of her, which was growing quieter and quieter, wanted, Charlie's hands moved to hold Mila's head against her own neck.
“Mmm, you know, I think you’re right… I think you O negatives must have some unmistakable charm,”
The loud silence was broken by Mila's vixenish murmur. “There’s something else about you though... makes it so I can’t help myself." Charlie wanted to laugh, but the sound was more like a whisper of cool breath. People didn't find her desirable, they didn't say things like that about her. She was the person that they used and left because there was nothing about her thin frame, her small chest, or her sharp features that people found overly attractive. She mused over this only slightly before the hand that was interwoven with her hair tightened. A small gasp escaped her parted lips as she was drawn closer to Mila, close enough so that they were only inches apart. Charlie wanted more then anything to close this distance between them. Her eyelids fluttered closed instinctively as she leaned forwards yearning for the feel of Mila's lips.
And finally she felt the hesitant brush against her own quivering lips. The kiss started slowly, gentle and romantic, but did not stay so for very long. Charlie sunk into Mila's touch, the feeling of butterflies in her stomach intensified as their lips touched heatedly. Char exhaled slightly at the feel of sharp canines against her bottom lip; it didn't occur to her, as she moved one hand gently on Mila's waist, that the teeth were perhaps bit too sharp. All she could focus on was the incredible need to let herself be swept away in this kiss, to lose all thought, especially the ones that were almost screaming at her that something wasn't quite right, and be carried away like a kite in the wind. And she did just that, as the grip on the back of her head kept her locked firmly in place her body reacted and moved ever closer to the woman beside her. Yet suddenly she felt Mila draw away, and her body became very aware with just how cold the room had become.
The window was slightly ajar and the curtains blew inwards filling the living room with icy air, yet that wasn't exactly it. Mila herself was cold, unlike Charlie whose body was covered in a thin layer of sweat. She didn't have time to wonder about this long as rough hands shoved her backwards and she fell onto the couch cushions with a muffled thud and a murmured 'ouf'. Her eyes widened, her mouth formed that O shape from earlier. "Mila..." it had been the first time Charlie had spoken the entire time and the two syllables came out a cross between a moan and a croak as she felt Mila's weight on her chest, and her hands pin Char's wrists above her head, rendering her docile. She flushed hot read, the slightly ajar window now not a problem, as she felt a tickle against her ear. “Now I've got you~”. The feral edge in Mila's voice induced just the right amount of excitement and fear.
Charlie's mouth opened slightly as she felt Mila's cool lips against her neck, on the spot right where her pulse thudded out of control. Mila was saying something in her ear, and Char should be able to hear it but the blood was rushing in her ears too badly and she could barely apprehend a thing. “You want to lie still for me.” Yes, she did... right? Her mind felt like mush, but for however unaware she was mentally, she made up for with how hyper aware her body was. The rough nibbles against her neck made her breath come fast and her cheeks turn a crimson red that matched the colour left by Mila's teeth grating against her soft skin. She had never been the type of person who enjoyed a little pain with their pleasure so her warning voice piped up hoarsely: "Mi-"
She was cut off by a guttural sound that resounded off the walls. Fear paralysed her body and she tried to struggle. But the weight of Mila's body on top of her own, and the steel grip holding back her arms, refused her that option. "Mila!" Her voice coughed and sputtered as she felt a numbing pain against her neck, like a needle would feel, followed by an icy feeling that spread all throughout her body. "What are you..." Her voice trailed off and was replaced by a whimper that escaped her swollen lips. Something deep inside her was screaming like a caged animal, telling her to fight telling her that she was in danger, that she was dying. But despite this her body went limp and compliant, filled with a cool pleasure that made her numb. Mila's hands slipped away from gripping Charlie's, giving her the perfect opportunity to fight, or try to, but inexplicable thrill and desire that had taken over stopped her from doing that. This felt good. It felt really good. So, Instead of shoving Mila away like that little piece of her, which was growing quieter and quieter, wanted, Charlie's hands moved to hold Mila's head against her own neck.
An annoyed sigh escaped the eight-year-old girl as Gene waited impatiently for her younger sister. "C'mon Lucy! Gav is already on his way over." Her voice echoed through the empty lobby that was the entrance of their rather large home. "Coming, coming." Lucy breathlessly sprinted towards Genevieve, her sweater hung loosely off one shoulder and her wild curls were a mess around her face. Another sigh, amusing in it's exasperation, made it's way from Gene's body as she grabbed her sisters arm an helped the poor child fix her clothes. "You're a mess, let me help you." After righting the thin sweater and helping the smaller child with her shoes Gene turned towards Lucy's hair with a look of disgust and pity. "Ever heard of a brush, Loo?"
The youngest Williams child scoffed and crossed her arms defiantly. "I don't need your help, I look perfectly fine!" Her thin voice was a whine that made her sister grimace. "Yeah right, just let me put it back in a ponytail at least." Without waiting for her sister to agree, Gene tugged the golden locks of hair that were on her sisters head back into a tight pony that rested on the top of Lucy's head. Several small fly-aways escaped the elastic and framed the little girls round face not unpleasantly. Despite the slight messiness, this hairstyle still looked one hundred percent better then the previous mane Loo had worn. "Now come on, Gavin's probably at the house already." Lucy pulled away from the tight grip Gene had on her arm and dashed back into the house. "Wait! I forgot my bear!"
"Lucy!"
Meanwhile, Gavin had made his way across both lush lawns and inside his neighbor's house. There was no hard and fast rules when it came to coming and going between his own household and the one of his best friends, so he didn't think twice about pushing open the heavy, yet beautifully carved, door and stepping over the threshold. His body as immediately hit but the chill that inevitably came when Emily was present. He could hear her faint giggled whisper eerily against his skin, sending chills down the young boys spine and causing him to walk faster through the house that he knew as if it were his own. Taking the stairs two at a time he didn't dare look behind himself because he just knew that if he did Emily would be standing right there with her endless black eyes and petrifying grin.
He shoved his way into the room where he knew Nathan, Julia and Sarah would be. They were lying on the bed, looking at each other with mutual expressions of fear that reflected in Gavin's own face. "H-hey guys." He murmured, taking two long strides and jumping onto the bed next to Nathan, all the while ignoring the faded figure who loomed in the corner. For some reason, this house was more haunted by this malevolent spirit, that isn't to say he hadn't felt her presence while at his own home, it was just that the feeling was stronger here. "How are you doing, Nate? My mom said you had an accident?" Trying his best not to glance over in the corner, Gav mumbled towards his friend.
Before Nathan could answer, however, a whirlwind of drama rushed in the room with Genevieve. "Sorry we're late, someone," she shot a glare to her younger sister who had booked it towards the bed and was no curled up in a ball, staring fearfully towards the corner. "Had to go get her stupid teddy bear."
"He helps keep her away!"
"No he doesn't!"
As if to validate Gene's response, the bear flew into the air suddenly and stayed suspended by the ceiling for several long moments before it landed lightly back on Lucy's lap. "Told you." Gene's voice held none of the contempt that she would have wished for and was entirely full of fear as she climbed up on the bed and looked towards her brother and her best friend. "How are you?"
"I just asked that, dummie!" Gavin retorted looking at his twin with furrowed eyebrows.
"Yeah well I'm better then you!" She dismissed her brother and stared questioningly at Nathan instead.
The youngest Williams child scoffed and crossed her arms defiantly. "I don't need your help, I look perfectly fine!" Her thin voice was a whine that made her sister grimace. "Yeah right, just let me put it back in a ponytail at least." Without waiting for her sister to agree, Gene tugged the golden locks of hair that were on her sisters head back into a tight pony that rested on the top of Lucy's head. Several small fly-aways escaped the elastic and framed the little girls round face not unpleasantly. Despite the slight messiness, this hairstyle still looked one hundred percent better then the previous mane Loo had worn. "Now come on, Gavin's probably at the house already." Lucy pulled away from the tight grip Gene had on her arm and dashed back into the house. "Wait! I forgot my bear!"
"Lucy!"
Meanwhile, Gavin had made his way across both lush lawns and inside his neighbor's house. There was no hard and fast rules when it came to coming and going between his own household and the one of his best friends, so he didn't think twice about pushing open the heavy, yet beautifully carved, door and stepping over the threshold. His body as immediately hit but the chill that inevitably came when Emily was present. He could hear her faint giggled whisper eerily against his skin, sending chills down the young boys spine and causing him to walk faster through the house that he knew as if it were his own. Taking the stairs two at a time he didn't dare look behind himself because he just knew that if he did Emily would be standing right there with her endless black eyes and petrifying grin.
He shoved his way into the room where he knew Nathan, Julia and Sarah would be. They were lying on the bed, looking at each other with mutual expressions of fear that reflected in Gavin's own face. "H-hey guys." He murmured, taking two long strides and jumping onto the bed next to Nathan, all the while ignoring the faded figure who loomed in the corner. For some reason, this house was more haunted by this malevolent spirit, that isn't to say he hadn't felt her presence while at his own home, it was just that the feeling was stronger here. "How are you doing, Nate? My mom said you had an accident?" Trying his best not to glance over in the corner, Gav mumbled towards his friend.
Before Nathan could answer, however, a whirlwind of drama rushed in the room with Genevieve. "Sorry we're late, someone," she shot a glare to her younger sister who had booked it towards the bed and was no curled up in a ball, staring fearfully towards the corner. "Had to go get her stupid teddy bear."
"He helps keep her away!"
"No he doesn't!"
As if to validate Gene's response, the bear flew into the air suddenly and stayed suspended by the ceiling for several long moments before it landed lightly back on Lucy's lap. "Told you." Gene's voice held none of the contempt that she would have wished for and was entirely full of fear as she climbed up on the bed and looked towards her brother and her best friend. "How are you?"
"I just asked that, dummie!" Gavin retorted looking at his twin with furrowed eyebrows.
"Yeah well I'm better then you!" She dismissed her brother and stared questioningly at Nathan instead.
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