FantasyDreams

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Rosalyn

Rosalyn thought Bride looked so cute being so shy like that. He definitely wanted to dance with her later. That would be fun. "I would love to go to the party with you! Parties are always more fun with friends." Rosalyn thought about teasing Bride by calling it a date. But the poor girl seemed nervous enough as it was. Instead he hooked his arm around Bride's and started leading her inside. "Come on! Let's go inside!" He smiled as they entered the room, Bride kind of by force. But Rosalyn doubted that she would have actually gone inside without being semi-forced.

Leon

Leon looked up from his game as a he heard a voice. There was a girl staring at him from over his 3DS. She said hi and introduced herself. "I'm Leon." He said. Her question made him a bit uncomfortable, because it meant he would have to talk about his disease. He had to do this a lot, like at the hospital, or anywhere really. It got old after a while. "Its not a matter of liking to dance or not. My body can't handle physical activity like that. I'm sick. But don't worry it isn't contagious." That was the second thing people always asked when they talked to him, because they were afraid they'd end up like him. Then came the pity, it was always the pity. That was the part Leon hated the most. They pretended they knew what he was going through, it that they knew it would get better. But both of those were lies. They didn't know, and it wasn't going to get better and he knew it. His parents simply couldn't raise the money for the cure, not with all the medical bills, and just bills in general, they were already paying. It would take a miracle to save Leon and he had come to terms with that long ago.

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Rosalyn

Rosalyn wasn't sure if he wanted to go to the party or not, he wasn't big on crowds. But in the end he decided to anyway. He was wearing a really cute pink and white dress, with a short skirt that showed off his legs. His hair was loose and the only accessory in it was a pink hairband with a white butterfly on it. Of course he was wearing a choker necklace to hide his true gender, a pink and white one to match the rest of his outfit. All in all, Rosalyn thought he looked pretty cute. Cute enough to get flirted with at least. He had been tempted to wear the Battleblood family's battle gear, but decided against it. It was only the first day after all. He was heading into the party when he noticed Bride lingering by the door, probably debating going in or not. Rosalyn walked up to her with a smile on his face. "You waiting for somebody?" He asked, knowing the answer already. He would have to make sure to dance with her at some point and make all the guys swoon and the girls jealous of their cuteness.

Leon

Leon was sitting in a corner, as the party went on around him. He didn't want to be here with so many people, but with all the blood cleaned out of the cloth, he wanted to return it as soon as he could. He was hoping that the punk girl was at the party, but so far he had no such luck. It had taken nearly an hour to convince his parents to let him stay for the party and he hoped it wasn't for nothing. He hated parties, he wasn't strong enough physically to dance or anything like that. And no matter who he talked to, the conversation always ended up at the fact that he was dying, whether he wanted it to or not. At least with all the sweaty bodies in the room it was pretty hard to get cold, even for him. In fact it was warm enough that he could take off his jacket and set it next to him. Revealing the purple long sleeved shirt he was wearing beneath. With a sigh he pulled out his 3DS and started playing Pokemon X. He was probably the only guy here who hated parties enough to be playing a video game at one. Social situations really weren't his thing. Right now he'd much rather be in the library again, being scolded by the librarian for playing video games in a place for reading.

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Leon

Leon had been thinking more of Dragon Age or something with the blood stuff. Or Game of Thrones. But the ones the punk girl mentioned were pretty good too. Though he was more a fan of jrpgs or puzzle games, a good old survival horror or first person shooter was fine every once in a while. He was quickly ignored for a girl holding a book, but didn't mind at all. He liked being in the background more than the center of attention. The conversation turned to the two of them finding a quiet place and something called a V-card, so Leon thought it would be best if he left them alone. He needed to find a restroom anyway to finish cleaning the blood off his mouth and hands, before somebody really thought he was a vampire. He didn't bother interrupting the conversation just to announce that he was leaving, he just slipped away quietly. Maybe he should find a quiet place to relax too after the coughing fit. Maybe just play Phoenix Wright for a little while and ignore the world around him. It didn't take long for him to find a bathroom, despite the shaky legs. He slipped inside and cleaned the blood off his face and hands before starting on the cloth. If he was lucky he'd be able to get it out now and not have to take it home. He'd rather his parents not know about his fit. But then again, he was dying, how lucky could be possibly be?

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Yeah, personally I think our numbers are fine. Too many people can kill a roleplay just as quickly as too few.

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Leon

It seemed that his coughing fit scared the poor kid having a panic attack, because he fainted. Well, at least he wasn't having a panic attack anymore. Right? Leon wanted to say something as the punk girl and the weird dancing guy came up and tried to get him to wake up. But he was still hacking away, it would be another moment or two before it finally stopped. So he was helpless to watch as the dancing guy picked him up and spun away. Leon forced himself not to laugh, it would have just made the coughing worse. It finally FINALLY stopped and the dying boy took a few shaky deep breaths. He looked up as the punk girl as she spoke, offering him a red cloth to clean himself up with. "Thank you." He said in a raw, shaky voice, and accepted the cloth. He used it to clean up the blood the best he could, but he'd still have to take a trip to the restroom to finish. At least the cloth was red, it wouldn't be too hard to get the blood out of. A few more deep breaths and he felt that he could speak normally again. "I probably looked like something out of a horror game huh?" He said, his gamer nature getting the better of him. With a hand on the wall to support himself, Leon rose carefully to his feet. He legs felt a bit like jelly, but he could stand on them so that was a good sign. He'd have to remember to return the cloth to her once it was clean. He was sure he'd see her again at some point. There was always the party tonight. It'd give him an excuse to go and at least stay out of the house and away from overbearing parents for a little longer.

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I'll probably do that in a little while. I just want to see if there's any activity in any of the roleplays I'm in first.

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I'm an insomniac. That's kind of hard to do.

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... what has transpired here!?!?

@Destinyfailhorror17

Did I mention its really late where I live? And that's I'm an insomniac so I'm losing my mind?

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Done ^ ^ Aren't dying people so much fun?

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Rosalyn

Rosalyn was glad that he had managed to make Bride happy. He hadn't really done a lot of cool things like the girl thought. His entire life was pretty much cooking, cross dressing, and combat. He wasn't really the life he would have liked to have. But thus was the burden of being a member of magical clan born with combat powers. Rosalyn was excited to meet his new roommate and he really hoped he would get along, or at least tolerate them. But really, as long as they left his stuff alone he'd be fine with them. Rosalyn set down one of his bags and pulled the key out to his new home. He unlocked the door and started picking up his stuff again. He waited for Bride to open the door and got his first glimpse of his roommate. He recognized him as the perv who had been taking pictures of girls earlier. Well wouldn't he be in for a surprise.

Leon

It seemed that whatever he was doing wasn't helping out the kid in the slightest. In fact it may have been making things worse. The kid's glasses fell off and suddenly Leon found his focus caught between trying to retrieve them and calming the kid down before he got hurt. "Oi, its really okay kid. Just calm down." He said in as calm a tone as he could at the moment. That's when another guy showed up. A very...interesting guy. He did some sort of weird acrobatic, flippy, dance thing and got the kid's glasses for him. The proceeded to sing(?), strike a pose, and ask if the kid was alright. This guy was hands down the most interesting thing Leon had seen in the last five years. Which was a little sad really. He found himself completely forgetting about the kid who was having a panic attack. He stared at the dancing guy blankly for a split second, before breaking out into sheer hysterical laughter. His day had just been made. But unfortunately the laughter didn't last long as his body turned against him. The laughs half turned into a coughing fit. Then stopped all together as Leon was forced to double over and cover his mouth with both hands. As he coughed he could feel wetness on his hands, most likely blood, he did that sometimes. Just another side effect of his illness. Hey, at least now maybe the punk girl and creepy guy would stop arguing. He had that effect on people.