Mel’s Comments (group member since Jun 02, 2012)

Mel’s comments from the The Unknown Awesomes group.

*wiggles eyebrows*

XD *makes shooting noises* Blam! Blam!

Okay lemme rephrase this: He didn't tell me I wasn't ready, he told me something along the lines of "None of you little peasants should be doing that, you know." Yeah, that sounds more like Scott. XD But most of the time he was too hopped up on gallons of 5-Hour Energy to be strict in any way, shape, or form with us...
We loved him, but it was more like a sort of, "Scott. Hey. Can you stop bouncing off the walls for twenty seconds and spot me? Yeah, thanks." *endearing pat* Good Scott. Calm down, Scott. You have to teach us stuff sometimes, okay? Okay."
He was like our beloved pet who also happened to know stuff about gymnastics that we didn't. I had an odd gymnastics experience there.
But hey, it was fun...

Well yeah. Like I said, I was a stupid, reckless little ball of accidents. I still am.

We didn't run like actual vaulting. We just got up on top of it then when we back handspring-ed, our hands would go on the top and then you just launch yourself off onto the mat. One time I almost had it. That was after I learned stuff. I was a really reckless kid. I tried to do a cartwheel on top of a farm fence once, but it was thinner than I'd thought. I thought if would be like the beam... I almost got kicked by a horse when I fell off. XD

I remember one time in gymnastics when Scott told me I wasn't ready to try a back handspring off the vault. He told me so many times. I tried to do it anyway. I almost got a concussion...

I win! XD

Max raised an eyebrow, hearing another voice. He slipped back into the room. "Bel-" Cutting himself off, he blinked in confusion at the clearly very far from sober guy splayed out over Bella's bedspread. "Um..." His eyes flickered from Bella to him. "Who the Hell is he?"

I did not get a decent amount of sleep last night... I lose. >_<

Not yet hearing the clatter in the bedroom, Max ran a hand through his ink-black hair and stared wearily at his own eyes in the bathroom mirror, hands leaning on the sink. Sleep, you idiot. You need it. Ironic, isn't it, that you can send humans into lulling slumbers, but are stuck like this for yourself?
"...Max?" He was broken away from his thoughts by the soft voice of Bella. He pulled away from the sink. "Bella love?"

{It's perfect. Mwaha, nobody can get it wrong now. XD }

Oh hey guess what Ducky I'm writing more morbid poetry. I know how much you love it. XD

So winning.

{A rather fitting name. XD }

Yaaay more duckies! XD

MEL LOVES CHOIR SO MUCH EVEN THOUGH SHE SUCKS AT SINGING.

Yaaay #destroying Maxie's reputation

I enjoy doing that to my charries also. Besides making them murder people that's my favorite.

It'll be nice and dramatic. Mwahahaaa. ^_^

Robin wrote: "{I'm gonna create this dude's character profile...Just to get us going while we wait.}"

{Ochay!}

{XDXD I like to think I'm a pretty badass murderer. Let's see... *counts on fingers* There's Genevieve- the assassin-for-hire and lightning-bender, Onyx- who can torture and kill people when his eyes turn blood-red and who previously gave in to the monstrosity and destroyed random people, and Ember- the pyrokinetic who was abused by her dad to the point where she reflexively burned him to ash.

#BE AFRAID XD }

{I DON'T KNOW! D: And hey bro sappiness is my specialty! XD}

{Hey guess what. Every rp charrie I have is a murderer.}

{Except Maxie.}

{Until now.}

{Honestly, the world just really loves it when I'm evil or something. XD }

{Peace out. ;) }

"And I, you," came his whispered reply. Max gazed from her peaceful face to the ceiling of Bella's bedroom tower, and told himself that he could do it.

He had fallen in love with the light, and he would not let her flicker out.

"Of course." He. smiled in the still darkness. "As long as you want me, I'll be here."