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4 days ago
Current Disrespect will close doors that apologies can’t open. Let that sink in..
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8 days ago
I was never colorblind to the red flags, I just hoped I was wrong
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2 mos ago
Not all who wander are lost.. but I, personally, am lost.
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6 mos ago
I hope when Death finally comes that it feels like it used to when dad used to carry me inside after falling asleep in the truck.
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8 mos ago
If the gods didn't want me to commit fatherless behavior, they should have given my mother better taste in men.
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π™·πšŽ / πšƒπš‘πšŽπš’ Β· 𝟸𝟿 Β· π™ΏπšŠπšŒπš’πšπš’πšŒ πš‚πšπšŠπš—πšπšŠπš›πš πšƒπš’πš–πšŽ

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 πš‘πš˜πš  πš–πšŠπš—πš’ πšπš’πš–πšŽπšœ 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 πšŒπš‘πšŠπš—πšπšŽπš πš–πš’ πš—πšŠπš–πšŽ? π™΄πšŸπšŽπš— 𝙸 πšπš˜πš—'𝚝 πš”πš—πš˜πš  πš πš‘πšŠπš 𝚝𝚘 πšŒπšŠπš•πš• πš–πšŽ, πšŠπš™πš™πšŠπš›πšŽπš—πšπš•πš’,
𝚜𝚘 πšŒπšŠπš•πš• πš–πšŽ πš πš‘πšŠπšπšŽπšŸπšŽπš› πšπš‘πšŽ πšπšžπšŒπš” 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš πšŠπš—πš. 𝙸'πš– 𝚊 πš™πšŠπš›πšŽπš—πš 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 7-πš’πšŽπšŠπš›-πš˜πš•πš πš•πš’πšπšπš•πšŽ πš—πšŽπš™πš‘πš’πš•πš’πš–,
πšŠπš—πš πš•πš’πš”πšŽ 𝚝𝚘 πšœπš™πšŽπš—πš πš–πš’ πšπš›πšŽπšŽ πšπš’πš–πšŽ (πšπš‘πšŠπš πš’πšœπš—'𝚝 πšœπš™πšŽπš—πš πš πš’πšπš‘ πš‘πšŽπš›) πš πš›πš’πšπš’πš—πš πš˜πš› πšπšŠπš–πš’πš—πš πš˜πš—πš•πš’πš—πšŽ.



π™±πšŽπš’πš—πš "πšœπšŠπš™πš™πš‘πš’πšŒ" πš’πšœ 𝚊 πšŒπšžπš•πš–πš’πš—πšŠπšπš’πš˜πš— 𝚘𝚏 πš•πš˜πšŸπšŽ πšπš˜πš› πš—πš˜πš πš˜πš—πš•πš’ πšŠπš•πš• πš πš˜πš–πšŽπš—, πš‹πšžπš πš–πš˜πš›πšŽ πšœπš™πšŽπšŒπš’πšπš’πšŒπšŠπš•πš•πš’, πš–πš’ πš πš˜πš–πšŠπš—.

π™Έπš— πš–πš’ πš›πšŽπš•πšŠπšπš’πš˜πš—πšœπš‘πš’πš™, πš’πš 𝙸 πš‘πšŠπš πš˜πš—πšŽ, 𝙸 πš πš˜πšžπš•πš πš›πš˜πš–πšŠπš—πšπš’πšŒπš’πš£πšŽ πš–πš’ πš˜πš πš— πšœπšŠπš™πš™πš‘πš’πšŒ πš•πš˜πšŸπšŽ πš‹πšŽπš’πš˜πš—πš πš πš˜πš›πšπšœ. π™Έβ€™πš πš–πšŽπš–πš˜πš›πš’πš£πšŽ πš‘πšŽπš› πšπš›πš˜πš– πš‘πšŽπšŠπš 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚎,
πšπš›πšŽπšŒπš”πš•πšŽ 𝚝𝚘 πšπš’πš–πš™πš•πšŽ. π™Έβ€™πš πš›πšŽπšŠπš, πšπšŠπš”πšŽ πš—πš˜πšπšŽπšœ πšŠπš—πš πšπšŽπšŸπš˜πšžπš› πš‘πšŽπš› β€” πš‘πšŽπšŠπš›πš, πš–πš’πš—πš, πš‹πš˜πšπš’ πšŠπš—πš πšœπš˜πšžπš•.

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@LostDestiny normally I can handle 6+ but right now with my new job I've realized its a bit much xP got too much on my brain to try and control 6 different personalities lol
I think I'll be taking Monique and Elizabeth off my list of characters and just keep it to an even two guys n two girls.
Very nice, very nice ^^
Gonna have to fix formatting and colors when I get home tonight but book, THERE IT IS! I gotta run back to clock in, guys. See you later!

davΞΉna ΠΌarΞΉe devereaΟ…Ρ… & qΟ…ΞΉnΡ‚en rΟ…ΠΌanceΔΈ


locaΡ‚ΞΉon:
Rumancek House - Delbrook Academy Front Office - Football Field
ΞΉnΡ‚eracΡ‚ΞΉng wΞΉΡ‚Π½:
@KaijuBaragon Dominik


Ms. Devereaux got herself up an extra hour earlier than she told herself she'd wake up for school, deciding it was a good day for a run to start off her day. By the time she got home, she had more than enough time to get ready for the day. A look up at the sky before ducking her head into her house told her the skies were planning a winter wonderland soon. Didn't take her long to get ready and run down the hall to wake her cousin who still slept even though they'd need to be to school in an hour. "Wake up, Quinn. We need to go!"

A rude awakening, to which Quinten picked his face up from his pillow and squinted at Davina before grabbing his phone to check the time. "Dav, you realize we got a half an hour before we actually have to leave, right?" Davina smiled brightly down at her cousin and piped, "Oh come on. I know its the one day you've gotten a break from Phoenix, but it doesn't mean you get togo to school looking like you just woke up."

"But I did just wake up," Quinten smirked, rubbing a hand over his face firmly as he took in a deep breath. Mumbling something along the lines 'Alright, I'm getting up,'. Davina laughed and disappeared, leaving Quinten to his own devices. It was different waking up without his son Phoenix by his side. He'd gotten so used to having him through the whole length of the summer that he was having withdrawals as he sat there at the edge of the bed thinking about him.

Quinten forced himself to get up and get ready, and left for school on time like Davina kept badgering him about. She was a bit anal about being places early, but Quinten however didn't care too much to do so. As long as he made it on time, he didn't much care. Quinten parked his truck in the Senior's parking lot, not caring that the actual seniors were giving him dirty looks knowing full well he wasn't one, throwing his deep blue letterman over his shoulder and stuffing his pen into his pocket with a couple of folded-up lined paper. Both Davina and Quinten walked quickly for the front gates where hoards of other students were crowding into. Quinten made it through, but Davina got stopped by a gate guard for dress code violation and was sent to the office.

-Much Later-


Davina looked up from the chair she sat in in the office as she heard footsteps coming down the hallway, smiling gratefully. It was Quinten with his letterman, tossing it to her as he neared. "Didnt i advise you against the tanktop? Don't worry, you didn't miss much. The Vice made her same boring speech as last year. Let's go, the fair already started," Quinten practically called over his shoulder. Davina quickly put the jacket on and jogged to catch up with her cousin.

It took them less than 5 minutes to get to the football field and fall into the crowd. Quinten saw quite a few familiar faces, as did Davina. One face in particular that Davina was wanting to see, but she couldn't find him in the sea of faces. Quinten, however, found him before she did and was already scheming. He focused her attention on him as they neared. Quinten gave Davina a quick playful warning before gently shoving her sideways into Dominik who she quickly pulled away from not knowing who he'd pushed her into, turning to apologize to said person only to find the face she'd been looking for. Davina's face turned many shades of red before she managed a tender, "Sorry, my cousin..he's an idiot. He-" she just cut herself off mid-sentence, giving a shy, apologetic smile. "How've you been, Dom? Didn't get to see you all summer.."
@Oliver that's an awesome drawing (: I need to get back into it. I used to be good but the quality of my work has gone down 1000% lol
On my first break right now. Why can't breaks be 30 minutes and lunches be an hour? I could totally use a 20 minute cat nap right now
It's okay xD @KaijuBaragon I will post for Davina to interact with Dominik on my lunch, today. She'll have missed homeroom and the assembly. She'll be arriving late to school! For now, I have to run and get dressed and make it to work in less than 30 minutes. See you guys later!
Π½arley ΔΈnowleΡ• & colΡ‚on ΔΈrΟ…ger

locaΡ‚ΞΉon:
Davey House - Delbrook Academy High - Football Field || Foster Home - Delbrook Academy - Football Field
ΞΉnΡ‚eracΡ‚ΞΉng wΞΉΡ‚Π½:
Themselves - @Apoalo Riley

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEE-SMACK! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! Harley groaned to herself. The shoe she'd thrown at the clock didn't work. Letting out a deep sigh, Harley pulled herself up out of her comfy den of blankets and pillows to walk to her alarm clock and shut it off. CLICK! Rubbing her eye gently with a yawn, she turned away towards the door and headed downstairs for the breakfast she could already smell that she knew Aunt Jo was preparing for her brother and her. Eggs? Bacon? Hashbrowns? Pancakes? 'Geez, woman! You're not feeding an army,' Harley thought to herself, but the gesture made her smile inside. She loved her aunt very much, especially how she always went over the top to help her neice and nephew as if they were her own kids. In a sense, they kind of were now, considering she couldn't bare any children of her own. As Harley made it downstairs, Daniel shoved passed her and laughed when she stumbled a bit down a step. "Not funny, Daniel!" she called after him as he disappeared into the kitchen. There was nothing she could or even would do. Boys would be boys, and if he wanted to act like a child at 13, let him. Who was she to stop him? Long as it didn't end in her death, she could care less.

Harley rounded the corner into the kitchen and saw both her aunt and uncle making food, Jo cooking the eggs while Rodney flipped the bacon in the popping grease pan. A collective 'good morning' sounded off from the both of them, and Harley smiled while returning the greeting. Not five minutes longer were they all sitting at the table chowing down on the morning meal before their uncle would go to work, Aunt Jo would tend to her garden and house chores of her own, while both Daniel and herself would be going to hell for 6 hours. I mean, school. Yeah, that's what I said.. Once breakfast was done and gone, Harley ran up the stairs and grabbed herself her clothes and a towel to head in and take a shower, which wouldn't take very long for her. After getting ready, Harley grabbed her folder and even though she was second to wake up between her brother and herself, she made it out to the bus stop first. They'd take separate buses, but they met at the same spot down the road. As the bus rolled up, Harley turned around to look for Daniel and saw a little spec down the road. She shook her head and mumbled 'Idiot, to herself, boarding her bus and smirked as his bus came to a stop behind hers. She couldn't help it, stepping down the steps against the bus driver's wishes as he called to her, 'Ma'am please take a seat.'. Harley hung herself out of the bus and yelled "RUN, FOREST, RUN!" she laughed to herself and turned back, saying sorry to the driver before taking a seat near the front since the rest of the bus was practically empty but a couple of other students.

-LATER-


Harley hardly wasted any time getting to her homeroom, she'd hardly glanced at the printed schedule given to her on picture day for their I.D. lanyards. Mrs. Wiley was her freshman year English teacher and was super excited to see her again. The year before, she'd been known as Ms. James. She'd finally gotten married and was now a few months pregnant. Harley would make it a point to congratulate her at some point or another. The assembly took longer than expected, and Harley's boredom was just hitting its peak when Mrs. Wiley took them out of there and out to the football field where the small carnival put together had been set up. Harley had seen a couple of people she faintly recognized from the year before, but not personally. Besides Colton, of course. As sad as it may have seemed, she made it a point to stick by him once they left the auditorium.

Colton stayed a decent distance from Harley, not wanting people to think they were a thing anymore, but he stayed just in range to keep some civil conversation among exes to continue. It wasn't awkward, at least not much, to be hanging around Harley, but it did bring back painful memories of the time she broke his heart. Colton had remembered the Riley kid had waved to him before and turned to him when they all stopped at the field, nudging his elbow into Riley's arm. "So, you ready for this 'last march' for us sophomores, man?" Colton let out a small chuckle, looking around at all the booths. The food smelled amazing, and Colton hadn't eaten breakfast for this specific reason. It was about to be chow time, that's all he knew. Hell, if this was the start of their last march, Colton would willingly walk into the slaughterhouse.

@Oliver It won't die if I can help it.

@KaijuBaragon I'll just go ahead and get out posts for half my characters now, just so nerves can be calmed and there'll be something of mine to go off of lol. I woke up earlier than expected and have a bit of time to reply. I'm already almost done..
@LostDestiny Very much accepted! Go ahead and place them in the CHAR tab :)






I am going to save my post for tomorrow. I can't think too straight now cause I'm tired as hell. If I posted tonight, I'd only have a post for two out of my six characters x) I'd like to post for them all, at once. I will finish it up tomorrow after I get home from work! I shall see you guys then. </3
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