Post by rascal on May 24, 2010 2:38:37 GMT
VALI DAEMON GREYBACK !
DID YOU REMEMBER NOT TO TAKE THE WRONG ROAD?
[/font]DID YOU REMEMBER NOT TO TAKE THE WRONG ROAD?
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I'M TIRED OF BEING WHAT
YOU WANT ME TO BE. FEELING SO FAITHLESS, LOST UNDER THE SURFACE.
[/font][/center]YOU WANT ME TO BE. FEELING SO FAITHLESS, LOST UNDER THE SURFACE.
FULL NAME !
I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE
EXPECTING OF ME, PUT UNDER THE PRESSURE OF WALKING IN YOUR SHOES.
[/font][/center]EXPECTING OF ME, PUT UNDER THE PRESSURE OF WALKING IN YOUR SHOES.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES !
CAN'T YOU SEE THAT YOU'RE
SMOTHERING ME? HOLDING TOO TIGHTLY, AFRAID TO LOSE CONTROL.
[/font][/center]SMOTHERING ME? HOLDING TOO TIGHTLY, AFRAID TO LOSE CONTROL.
LIKES !
BECAUSE EVERYTHING YOU
THOUGHT I WOULD BE, HAS FALLEN APART RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU.
[/font][/center]THOUGHT I WOULD BE, HAS FALLEN APART RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU.
FATHER !
NAME/ALIAS: Rascal
AGE: 19
GENDER: femme
CONTACT INFORMATION: PM
RULES PASSWORD: Taboo
ROLEPLAYING EXAMPLE:
Even though it was way in to the night and all should be quiet and dark, deep within the jungle of NYC, it wasn't. Cars, trucks, and cabs made there way through the insane streets, filling the night air with honks, squeaky brakes, and lines of cuss words to boot. Not to mention the never ending pedestrians, loiterers, sellers, and gangs could still be heard walking along the shops, apartments, and restaurants as if it was midday instead of after midnight. But hey this was New York. Whatever natural light the night gave was no match for the artificial that shown in every major building around the square, so some place might have seemed like it was day.
But all of this is mere distraction, keeping your attention from what really goes on. No one would expect to find an 8 year old, alone on the top of a local apartment roof. Nor would they think him any less adorable if they did catch a glimpse, but truthfully, he was the one they should have been watching intently because he was a kid on a mission...
Well it was more like a job actually. Even though he was only 8, the kid known as Scrap had to make a living and at the moment it was casing a new girls apartment for anything worth taking. For the past day or so he had watched her come and go, even sleeping on the roof as he watched from a small magic telescope he had 'borrowed' from one of the Bosses. Tonight was the night he would actually go in.
From what he could tell she always left one of the windows open and neither were screened, which meant very easy pickings. Sometimes he couldn't believe grownups could be such suckers. It was like an invitation to the young thief and he couldn't help but be excited. Tonight he would finally get his wand! This was likely the one item he wanted more than anything else because in it lied the power and freedom Scrap so desired. He would get jewels or whatever else too, but it was the wand he wanted most.
Thinking it was time to get started he expertly walked along the roof as if it were a balance beam, lining himself with her windowsill three floors down and without much looking he dropped and grabbed unto the small lip with his small hands and arms, pulling his body through the crack. Grunting softly as he got free and to his feet, Scrap started to look around, undoing drawers, cabinets, or chests for anything resembling a wand. And then his blue eyes glimpsed the item in her desk, but as he made to take it the sound of a lock and the turning of a nob made him freeze. Trying to concentrate he attempted to go invisible..She hadn't seen him yet..or so he hoped...
But all of this is mere distraction, keeping your attention from what really goes on. No one would expect to find an 8 year old, alone on the top of a local apartment roof. Nor would they think him any less adorable if they did catch a glimpse, but truthfully, he was the one they should have been watching intently because he was a kid on a mission...
Well it was more like a job actually. Even though he was only 8, the kid known as Scrap had to make a living and at the moment it was casing a new girls apartment for anything worth taking. For the past day or so he had watched her come and go, even sleeping on the roof as he watched from a small magic telescope he had 'borrowed' from one of the Bosses. Tonight was the night he would actually go in.
From what he could tell she always left one of the windows open and neither were screened, which meant very easy pickings. Sometimes he couldn't believe grownups could be such suckers. It was like an invitation to the young thief and he couldn't help but be excited. Tonight he would finally get his wand! This was likely the one item he wanted more than anything else because in it lied the power and freedom Scrap so desired. He would get jewels or whatever else too, but it was the wand he wanted most.
Thinking it was time to get started he expertly walked along the roof as if it were a balance beam, lining himself with her windowsill three floors down and without much looking he dropped and grabbed unto the small lip with his small hands and arms, pulling his body through the crack. Grunting softly as he got free and to his feet, Scrap started to look around, undoing drawers, cabinets, or chests for anything resembling a wand. And then his blue eyes glimpsed the item in her desk, but as he made to take it the sound of a lock and the turning of a nob made him freeze. Trying to concentrate he attempted to go invisible..She hadn't seen him yet..or so he hoped...
THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY INDIGO SKIES OF CAUTION.
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