Wintergrey

Divided We Stand

Hey everyone sorry ive been sorta MIA, but i just started college like a week ago and theyve been keeping us super busy so i havent had any time to myself. Never fear, im going to put off studying for a little bit today and try to catch up

Divided We Stand

@lovely complex take as much time as you need

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LOCATION — Rhett’s and Tis’ Beach Party
INTERACTION — Each Other
@Wintergrey @Altered Tundra
TIME — Night time

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Tis was spinning in circles laughing with mirth. In one hand was her bottle, the other a large glowing stick. The faster she spun, the cooler the glowing stick looked to the drunk girl. Throwing her head back to the blaring music, Tis had no way of seeing Jade approaching her. With a sudden drunken, spin induced stumble, Tis ran right into Jade’s brilliant arms. ”Jaaaaaade, you saved me! My hero.” Giggling she took another deep swig out of her bottle. Interestingly enough, everything she was saying came out in quite clear English. It was certainly an interesting side effect of being drunk off her ass.

Jade wasn’t expecting to get two armfulls of a blonde bombshell, but she wasn’t complaining - not really, anyways. She welcomed the embrace with open arms, reaching around Tis’ backside, locking her fingers. She was caught off-guard by Tis and what she said. That meaning she understood Tis completely. “Whoa!” Jade had to voice her surprise. It was too much to not do so. “Since when did you learn English? Did you fall on your head or something?” Jade asked, breaking the embrace, and looking at her fellow blonde.

Tis crinkled her nose in thought at the question. ”Well I’m not a bloody idiot. I did go to school!” Ever since Tis was able to walk she had been talking in a language of her own creation. It was somewhat inspired by the surfers lingo that she hung out with on a daily basis, but for the most part it was completely different. To her words that meant something completely different could mean whatever the hell she wanted in the right context. It was a fun game to play with other people, at first. After a while it just became second nature, but that never meant she forgot how to speak it.

”Iiiii may have fallen on my head a few times though. Once or twice or thrice.” She held up four wavering fingers. Studying them closely she dropped one, then smiled up at her accomplishment. With the sudden aching need to clear her head in some fresh water she pulled at Jade’s hand, “Do you wanna come swimming with me? I know the perfect place for skinny dipping.” Winking, Tis giggled and turned bouncing towards the waves of the ocean.

That was quite the tempting offer. If it had been any other moment, Jade would have gone with Tis without a moment’s hesitation, but she caught a glimpse behind her. She saw Jay, who was no doubt under the effects of the E she gave him a while ago, being approached by Sierra. In the pit of her stomach, she knew that this wouldn’t be good. Not for him and surely not for her and the promise she made to him to be there if things got tough.

“I..I’m not sure, Jay might..” Jade looked back at Jay then to Tis. She was still being tugged by the blonde and by her honor. It would only take one more look at Tis and how her form showed quite obviously in her wet bathing suit. She bit her lip. “Ah fuck it, let’s do it!” Jade said, willing going where Tis would lead her. With that, Jade chose the selfish route. Jay would be fine without her. Who knows? Maybe with the aid of the foreign substance, he might actually be okay with Sierra’s confrontation. Well, that’s what Jade hoped for, at least.

Tis’s smile only grew bigger when Jade agreed to come along with her. Leading her by hand away from the party, the two walked towards the cliff face to the right of the beach. Stumbling hand in hand, Tis paused leaning against the cliff. For a moment she was disoriented, trying to remember what, no where she was going. Something about the beach, and naked people. Ah, skinny dipping! A small smile appeared across her thinking face at the thought of a naked Jade.

Look at her, all hot and shit. Jade couldn’t place it, whether it was the lighting from the moon or if it was the glowstick that Tis still had in her hand, but there was something about the limited lighting that further enhanced how hot Tis was looking. Well, of course there was also how minimal amount of body her attire covered. It was safe to say that she approved.

As she took in the features of Tis’ face and body, eyes scanning up and down, Jade gave something of a smirk. She took her free hand, ran it through Tis’ hair, brushing it behind her ear, and pressed her body agaisnt Tis’. Before either of them would know what was happening, Jade’s lips were locked intensely with Tis’, furiously sucking with raw, sexual passion.

Tis responded to the kiss by grabbing onto Jade’s neck and pulling her in harder. Slowly her hands trickled down her body, till they were on her lower back just above her ass. Tis moved from heatedly frenching her to kissing(sucking) on Jade’s neck. Pulling at her shirt, she tugged it over the top of her head, before leaning back slightly. Giggling mischiefly Tis edged back towards the skinny dipping spot. ”Come and get me.” She took off screaming and laughing as Jade chased her.

Divided We Stand

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Location: Delirium
Interacting with: Virgil Hart @lovely complex
Mood:

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After her incident with the fake 'Eli' Cara needed some time to herself to cool down. So much had happened all at once, and she... she hadn't taken it well. Her head was spinning with confusion. Rubbing her temples to try and soothe the throbbing headache Cara beelined through the school towards her room. One thing her power was incredibly useful for was her natural sense of direction and spatial proportion. She hadn't gotten lost a long time. Of course she could always teleport to her room, but walking would hopefully clear her mind some. Right now it was just too much, bouncing thoughts, confusion, questions.

Groaning in frustration she realized that despite the hectics of the day, she was still no closer to finding Eli or Spectre, his gang. It was time to up her game. No more idle threats to blind heros, no more playing Mrs. Nice. She was going straight to the top, and better for that then one of Eli's rivals. The Italian Mafioso. The Harts. Stupid Pastafarian lovers. Conveniently enough they even had a club in town. But there was plenty enough time for that tomorrow. Tonight she needed to take care of her twisted little head. Before crashing into her bed Cara remembered to send a quick email to Mrs. Lovelace.

Dear Mrs. Lovelace,

In regards to the upcoming arena events, you asked me to select any three candidates that I would like to fight with. To that my response is this. ANY BAD BITCH!

Sincerely,
Cara Reaper

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Getting to Delirium ended up being more of a hassle than actually getting in. She couldn't just teleport there, since she'd never been so she ended up taking a taxi. It was incredibly frustrating being so slow of a trip, but her driver was one of the cooler people she had ever met. Meaning that halfway there her and Charles, the driver, stopped to hotbox the taxi. The rest of the way there Cara sat in the window, hanging her body out of the car, leaning dangerously close to the pavement. "Charlie... You are my best friend." Cara called to him when they finally pulled up outside of the club. Teleporting to her feet she leaned in the window and blew him a kiss before disappearing. In the seat a wad of hundreds lay waiting to be collected.

As for getting into the club, she had several options. She could always kill the bouncers. Bunch of fluffy bean bags would probably bounce when they hit the ground. Of course she was trying to get on the good side of the Harts. Striding up to the two of them, right passed the line she leaned against the first one she came to, resting her head against his chest. "Darlin' won't you rock me to sleep?" The bouncer looked down in complete surprise, not at all having expected that. He probably that this lady was drugged out of her mind. "Fuck off." He shoved her in the shoulder hard enough to make her stumble.

In the blink of an eye she was back on her feet, this time leaping onto the bodyguard in a playful fashion. "Argh, what the fuck!" With her arms thrown wide over his barrel like neck, she got her glimpse of the inside of Delirium. Perfect. This time when she was thrown off she teleported before hitting the ground. She had her way inside and that was all she needed of the bouncer. She did teleport back for a brief moment behind him to plant a kiss on his cheek and whisper, "Love ya too boo thang."

Inside the club she could hear music blasting out of one of the rooms. She ignored the temptation to dance temporarily to get a drink from the bartender. Downing 1, 2, 3 shots Cara threw back her head and laughed happily. She was nowhere near her drink limit yet, but she was already starting to feel the effects. Maybe it was the weed she had smoked, or maybe it was just this place. She was about to drink another shot when a strange accent caught her attention. Hart. Setting the shot glass down on the bar hard enough to splash the fiery content on out, she stood up and began moving in the direction of the voice.

At the end of the bar her eyes locked on to the only person the voice could have come from. Instantly she stood next to him, probably scaring the shit out of him. Then again he was a Hart, and they did have a solid rep for being 'the baddest of the bad'. Cara would have normally rolled her eyes had she not been in the presence of the young handsome Hart. This was her second chance, and she was not going to waste it. Time to pull all the stops on this kid. Leaning flirtatiously into Virgil, Cara glanced over at him, allowing her hair to fall over her face. "Mr. Hart... my it is a pleasure." God she hated talking like this, like some preprogrammed princess. The flirting she didn't mind too much though, he was cute after all. Not her type, but cute enough.

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@Ace of flames01Ruuuuuuuuude

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@lovely complex Audrey to Summer:
"Not bad for a maggot. We'll just have to see, won't we?"

@Dirty Pretty Lies

"Fuck off you choka aggro gidget!"

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Location: My Beach Bitches!
Interaction With: N/A

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Kicking her legs just enough to keep her above the water, Tis floated over a wave in the ocean. In the distance beyond the sound of crashing waves she could hear the party going on. Music was blaring, people were shouting and laughing, all of the ingredients for a perfect party. Tis was taking a break from it all for a moment. She had been working on this party all day, getting the final preparations together. And after a quick dip into the ocean she'd be perfectly ready to get drunk off her ass. Tis had learned the hard way not to get drunk before going into the ocean. Subconsciously she rubbed a part of her body when she had cut herself.

Deciding that she had been floating around out in the water long enough, Tis flipped over and began swimming to shore. She was fairly far out at this point, partially because of the current, but also she wanted to be far enough that no drunk people would disturb her small escape. After five minutes of coasting with the waves, Tis strode out of the water onto the sandy beach. Reaching her hands up to the mess of hair about her face, she pulled it back over her shoulders, squeezing most of the water out. Interestingly enough, her hair had used to be dark brown when she was a kid, but all the salt water and sunlight had sunbleached her hair.

Not caring about the water dripping off of her small bathing suit, she beelined straight towards her personal stash of alcohol and broke out a bottle of rum. It wasn't really that she liked the taste of rum, but it really did make her seem more like a pirate. Sighing happily as she took a deep sip, Tis began to walk back to the party looking for someone to get drunk with. "Duuudes, let's get shipwrecked!"

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Location: Atlantis Strang's Private Beach
Interaction With: Sophie Blackthorn - @Ace of flames01

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Will silently cursed Tis's name as he climbed through the forest towards the party. Only a numbskull like her would throw a party out in the middle of nowhere. Here he was, forced to go to his ex's party by his sports buddies, and they were (just like this party's location) nowhere to be found. It might have been his fault since he did manage to get himself lost, but he never had been that great at directions. Tripping over a root, Will stumbled through a bush into an opening. Standing somewhere to the side of the party, he looked over the glowing beach and let out an impressed whistle. For Tis, this was something special. Whoever, or whatever got her focused enough to set up this party was really something special.

Picking up one of the glowing sticks popping out of the sand he casually threw it down the beach while looking for one of his friends. This party wouldn't be much fun if he got drunk by himself. Picking up another he tossed it without looking and was rewarded by a small squeak as he nailed someone in the head. "Oh, shit!" Ducking his head before the girl he hit saw him, Will started walking fast down the edge of the beach. Glancing back over his shoulder to see if the person he hit saw him, Will couldn't see the person he ran right into and knocked over. "Fuck, I'm sorry, wasn't looking where I was going." Reaching out a hand he helped the girl he knocked over to her feet.

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Will Sommers

"Long live the king.
- Scar

| Name |

Wilson Alexander Sommers

| Nickname |

Will or Alex

| Birth Date |

04/21/1997

| Age |

18

| Gender |

Male

| Sexuality |

Straight

| Relationship Status |

Single

| Occupation |

High School Student

| Family |

Mother - deceased
Father - Uncaring

| Classification |

Senior

| Role |

Jock

| In Depth Appearance |

Will towering height reaches 6'4" adding to his daunting appearance. He has a sharp face covered in long messy blonde hair with a small flip in the front. He doesn't spend too much time on it wanting it to have a natural look. His eyes are a blue-green that seem to pierce intimidatingly. One of the things he is known for is his glare that stops people in their tracks. The rest of his face is always cleanly shaved and neat. His voice is the second most interesting piece about Will. It is the most charismatic sound ever heard, like smooth silk, rivaling even Morgan Freeman. With it in combination with a intricate choice of perfect words, Will is a master at convincing people.
Will body although tall, is not unfit. He makes sure that his body is fit and lean. Not overly muscled, but enough so that he can appear intimidating and do well on the field. It also doesn't hurt that he looks good with his shirt off, lord knows he takes it off enough. His clothes are always up to date and with the trending fashion, although he has a particular taste for grays.

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| Habits | Quirks | Oddities |

• Taking off his shirt
• Dragging a hand through his hair
• Smiling with his tongue
• Clenching his fist
• Staring

| Hobbies |

• Playing Sports
• Boxing
• Working Out
• Partying

| Likes |

• Girls
• Lacrosse
• Leading
• Music
• Sex
• Being popular
• Having the upper hand
• Any detective show
• Intimidating

| Dislikes |

• Appearing Dumb
• Onions
• Pressure
• Being told what to do
• Seeming weak
• The 'King'
• Unpredictability

| Fears |

• Eating onions
• Not being popular
• Becoming boring

| Personality |

♦ Intelligent ♦ Cocky ♦ Confident ♦ Egotistical ♦

Cocky, egotistical, and way to full of himself are what most people think about Will. And they're not wrong. He looks down on everyone, even his closest friends. To him he is number one and no one even comes close to matching him. He is confident that when he walks into a room, he will always be the one walking out on top. However, this doesn't mean that Will is a bad person. He's not altogether good, but that's not to say he is intentionally mean. Most of the time. The way he see's it, it doesn't matter what other people think or feel. If they wanted to get to be like him, they could with some effort. Well, not like him, but close enough.
While Will does seem like the classic big headed jock of the school, not saying he isn't, he isn't dumb. He would never qualify as one of the nerds in terms of intelligence, but he has an eye for noticing things usually overlooked. Whether it's a subconscious gesture or an item out of place, he is usually the one to spot it first. If you try to question his intelligence or right to lead the team, you better be prepared to get hit. Fights aren't something he openly looks for, but he also never hesitates to get the upper hand in one.

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| History |

Will grew up in Southern California. He was born to a Natasha and Skylar Aurum. His father was a very successful businessman. Successful and brilliant. He graduated college two years early to work in software development. It wasn't long before he owned his own company. Will grew up just like his father, they were both full of themselves. Natasha was nearly the complete opposite. She was kind and sweet the complete face of innocence. She worked in a volunteer animal shelter helping sick dogs and cats. She loved her job, almost as much as her only son. While Skylar treated his son like a client, his mother only showed his kindness. She was his comfort when he knew he would only receive a cold shoulder from his father.

When Will was entering high school his mother was diagnosed with cancer in her lungs. They tried all the treatments they could, but it was hopeless. The cancer was too strong to be beat. A week after Natasha died Will and his father packed up their bags and moved. They settled down in Beverly Hills. It wasn't too big of a change. The weather was still warm and the people were still uptight. He started Beverly Hills High as a freshmen and immediately took note of the hierarchy, and more importantly the King. He promised himself that someday that would be his spot. A freshmen with a dream for greatness. It was classic really. Thankfully, in the meantime, he could distract himself on the field. Junior year he was nominated the captain of the lacrosse team, his favorite sport.

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| Extracurricular Activities |

Singing, though he doesn't plan on telling anyone. Ever.

| Extra |
N/A

| Anything Else |

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@QueenOfTheBeeyou can if you want to but we have a potential 5 incoming

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Come to a RP near you

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Jackson 2.0

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