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Post by tyler chance hunter on Sept 5, 2010 18:00:12 GMT -5
 So I put out my hand and I asked for some help
(We tore down the walls I built around myself )
I WAS STRUCK BY THE LIGHT AND I FELL TO THE GROUND - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Tyler sat in his apartment, he was bored out of his mind. It was probably somewhere close to nine or ten o'clock. He didn't really ever know the time. He just knew that it was Thursday. Maybe. He actually lied, he didn't know what day it was. He was lucky to know his own name sometimes. He knew that something was wrong with him, well. He already knew that much, but it was getting worse. He killed probably five girls and his father before he even turned seventeen. He was a mess. A disaster. A murderer.
He got up after a while. Probably by now ten or something. He went to his room and got dressed. He pulled a white Fox shirt over his head and sighed He picked up a pack of cigarettes, and his orange lighter. He shook the lighter for a moment, wondering if he even had enough lighter fluid to get the cigarette lit. He didn't in that lighter. He threw it behind him, it hitting the wall. He pulled out a light blue lighter and shook that. It had fluid in it at least. Thank god. He lite a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Sure, that was totally bad for him, but there was a great possibility that he would be put on death row if they found out what he actually did. Granted, it wasn't rape, but murder.
He pulled on a pair of white and black socks and then his converse. He still had that cigarette in his hand. It rested just next to his left lip ring. He took the cigarette out of hi mouth after a moment, and shook his head, his black hair flying around his head before he stopped. It landed as the usual mop of hair that he didn't really bother with. He put the cigarettes in his pocket, with the lighter. He put the lit cigarette in his mouth and walked out of the room. He stood at the end of the couch for a moment, loosing his mind as he started at the wall. He had such bad attention problems lately. Tyler shook himself out of his little trance and walked out of the apartment. He walked to his completely beat up old silver Toyota, that he just took from his mother when he left and he didn't know what it was actually. Just a silver small car. It worked for him.
He drove to the park and got out. He didn't even realize were he was til he put his feet on the ground. How weird is that? He didn't even know where he was going, and he just ended up somewhere. In a small town like Trenton, you would think he landed in a different town completely, nope. It was actually rather large for a small town, and it had a lot of things to do. It even had a fucking water park! What town has a water park here?! Aparently Trenton did.
Tyler walked around, his brain just not picking up people around him completely, and he was yelled at by a few people for nearly walking into them, and all you got was a quick ”Sorry..” out of him. Oh well. He didn't even pay attention where he walked until he walked into a girl. ”Shit. Sorry. I didn't mean to walk into you. I wasn't paying attention..” he said, running his hand throw his jet black hair.
( W O R D S ? !) fuck if I knoww
( S T A T U S ? !) donee
( O U T F I T ? !) here love
( N O T E S ? !) roar
( C R E D I T ? !) this lovely code was made by dear joey AKA xoxsilvermoonox of the lovely CAUTION 2.0 don't steal this or else I will send my rabid heffalumps and woozles after you!! (: the lyrics are by papa roach |
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Post by isabelle anne matthews on Sept 6, 2010 14:58:09 GMT -5
 ( Up with your turret aren't we just terrified? )SHALE, SCREEN YOUR WORRY FROM WHAT YOU WON'T EVER FIND- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Sitting down on her bed, Isabelle sighed and looked out the window. Today she had gotten up fairly early due to her parent's moving around the house getting ready for work. It seemed like they were never home anymore since they moved back into the burbs. Working had become so much more important; they hardly ever were off. Isabelle decided it was best she picked up a little job so she could pay for her own things. To be honest, it wasn't as bad as she thought it was going to be. She liked feeling independant. Standing up, she walked over to her closest and started to decide what she was going to wear for the day.
Deciding to go with a dress, as usual, Belle slipped on her flip flops and headed downstairs. She didn't quite know where she was going to go yet, but she had somewhat of an idea. The park wasn't too far and she hadn't been able to visit it yet. Ever since they moved back, certain things had more of a priority. Having fun and relaxing were just a couple of things that were put on the back burner for awhile. Grabbing her purse off of the coat rack, Belle opened the door and stepped out on to her large porch. Walking over to the porch swing, she sat down for a moment and pulled out her cell phone.
She thought it's be nice to let her parents know where she was going, but neither of them answered. Deciding to send her mother a text message, she slid her phone back into her purse and stood up. Smoothing out her dress, she began her short walk to the park. She couldn't remember exactly how far away it was, but it was no more than ten minutes from her house. She had heard many stories and even drivin past it on the way to her work. It always looked beautiful, so today she would go and explore. It's not like she had anything better to do in her house.
Belle knew she was getting close when she heard the sounds of kids laughing and yelling at each other. It had been so long since she had been able to actually act like a teenager. As a matter of fact, it had been so long since she had been able to, well, relax. She had to grow up so fast the past four years. Letting out a little sigh, she began walking over towards the swings. She wasn't really paying too much attention to her surroundings, but she heard quite a few parent's getting pissy over something. She thought nothing of it and continued walking until someone nearly ran her over. ”Shit. Sorry. I didn't mean to walk into you. I wasn't paying attention..” Regaining her footing a little better, she whipped around to apologize herself. She hadn't been paying attention at all. Agh, no I'm sorry...I should have been paying attention I think... Yup. She sounded like a mumbling idiot. Taking in a deep breath, she put her hand on her head and grinned.
( tag: )TJ? What?
( outfit: )Here!
( status: )Fin.
( notes: )Hellurrr [:
( credit: ) goes to KATIE! aka katiebaby at Caution 2.0! DO NOT take off credit or my hippogriffs will attack your face!
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Post by tyler chance hunter on Sept 6, 2010 20:03:45 GMT -5
So I put out my hand and I asked for some help
(We tore down the walls I built around myself )
I WAS STRUCK BY THE LIGHT AND I FELL TO THE GROUND - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Tyler looked at her. Shit, wasn't she a senior this year? Whoops. That wasn't good. He shouldn't have even walked out of his apartment today. He was a mess, and was just lucky to be walking in a straight line. He was really screwed if he couldn't think straight; he was really loosing it. Sooner or later he knew that he would end up saying something, or someone would realize who he was, and then he was going to get arrested for the murders of four girls and his father. At least his father was dead for a four years.
He looked down at her and bit his snake bites, well at least he hoped that she didn't know who he was. Well, no one actually knew who he was, he just went by TJ. Of course, no one knew what he did. No one would ever know. He couldn't let that happen. He couldn't loose it around people anymore. Mass murderer on the run? He didn't want to be like Whitey" Bulger, who was still on the run wasn't he? He hoped to god that he wouldn't have to leave so soon like he did in Chicago or even that town, Santa Rivera. Urgh. Why did he have to kill Ivy, she was such a sweetie, and he lost it, he warned her even, and she still stayed near him.. And now look where she was now. He hid her at the bottom of a small river in the forest that they were in. He put rocks all on her so that her body would say there. He hoped to god that his DNA had washed off of her, and no one ever found her. He hated that he did that to her, the second girlfriend that he had, he had to kill her. Well, he didn't kill Nadia, but they just drifted apart after a while, so he gave up on her and moved on, of course he never told her that.
”its not your fault. I've been really out of it..and I walked straight into you... I'm sorry.... I'm TJ..” he said, rubbing the back of his head. His jet black hair stuck up a little around his hand, giving him a look that made him almost look like a scene girl's hair that's all teased up. Of course after a moment he put hi hand back down and stuffed them into his pockets. He looked down at his feet for a bit, feeling that this little situation was really awkward.
He looked back at her for a moment, wondering what she was going to say, would she yell at him for walking into her? Or would she just walk away like a bitch, like most girls did. He was a loser, and he looked rather emo to be honest. He didn't look like much more then a tall, pretty muscular emo kid with a dark secret that he didn't need anyone to find out about that little, alright huge ass problem that he had. He was legally insane, and a murderer, and probably going to be charged with the disappearance of Ivy, since he was the last person to be seen with her. That was, if anyone ever found her, and him for that matter.
( W O R D S ? !) fuck if I knoww
( S T A T U S ? !) donee
( O U T F I T ? !) here love
( N O T E S ? !) roar
( C R E D I T ? !) this lovely code was made by dear joey AKA xoxsilvermoonox of the lovely CAUTION 2.0 don't steal this or else I will send my rabid heffalumps and woozles after you!! (: the lyrics are by papa roach |
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Post by isabelle anne matthews on Sept 9, 2010 23:27:13 GMT -5
( Up with your turret aren't we just terrified? )SHALE, SCREEN YOUR WORRY FROM WHAT YOU WON'T EVER FIND- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Isabelle let her hand fall to her side for a moment. This kid definitely looked familiar to her in some way. Of course she knew most of the students in school just because she was the social butterfly. She liked helping people out and having a bunch of friends, so it wasn't unusual for her to recognize someone. Shifting her weight to the other side, the let out a small sigh. She hated awkward silence and she usually wasn't the one to break it. Either he would talk or she would just slowly begin to walk away. Not because she was trying to be rude, but because it was, well, awkward. Taking a couple steps back, Belle sat on a large rock that was behind the pair. It was certainly better than standing.
Looking around a little bit, Isabelle began to zone out. She had been through so much stuff the past two years that literally no one knew about. She wouldn't let people into her personal life like that very easily. Hell, on the outside she held it together completely. On the inside, she was broken. It was hard to keep something like that from completely ruining your life. Sure, people struggle everyday with big problems but they seem to handle them with more composure and grace. Grace was one thing she was not. It was only a matter of time before she let it all spill out. Before everything comes to an abrupt halt. She was dreading that day already.
Looking back up to the familiar face, she grinned a little bit and sat up straight. What was his name again...Travis? No, not that. Hmm. Suddenly, her train of thought was disturbed when he spoke again. ”It's not your fault. I've been really out of it..and I walked straight into you... I'm sorry.... I'm TJ..” Standing up and smoothing out her dress, she took a step forward again. Looks like were both out of it today...I'm Belle, and I know who you are. she said with a small laugh. Realizing moments later that she could have sounded like a creeper, she corrected herself. And I mean that in the non-creepiest way ever! Agh, sorry. she replied quickly placing her hands on her hips while her head hung down. No one ever said she had a way with words. Taking a couple steps back, she took a seat again on the large rock. Looking back up, she decided to break the awkwardness for once. So, you're a junior, right?
( tag: ) TJ? What?
( outfit: ) Here!
( status: ) Fin.
( notes: ) [:
( credit: ) goes to KATIE! aka katiebaby at Caution 2.0! DO NOT take off credit or my hippogriffs will attack your face!
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