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§†êl͓̽l͓̽åꝈนຖå wrote: "That would work!!Hm. I wanna leave it up to you.
There's also the option that that actually are really good friends, but it's "complicated". When it's not really complicated, they just won't cal..."
Okay, sorry for the late reply.
So Pete and Christopher, are we having them friends or best friends?
And for Elizabeth, her best friend is actually Salem (Devotion’s character) so Lizzie and Pete would just be semi close friends? Though I kind of have her playing the role “everyone at school is weird and annoying and Salem is the only person I fuck with” lol also, her bother Lorenzo (EMMA’s character ) is like super protective and will most likely eat Pete alive lol
After getting over what happened to him, Mr. S went back to teaching everyone else started to focus, or at least tried to focus. Christopher just went back to his thoughts, thinking about the damn curse and his powers. After a few minutes, he looked up to the girl before him, wondering what she was and everything. He noticed something at the back fo she neck.... a tattoo? He wondered what it’s meaning was, but didn’t think it had to do with what she was. After all, he had a bunch of them on himself. Finally, the bell rang and everyone started to get up. As people made their way out, Chris moved to take a hold of the girl by the arm to stop her. “What are you?” He asked her in a low voice, wanting to know.
Elizabeth ran as fast as she could. Her body was in full panick mode. Despite her mind telling her not to look behind her, she took a glance over her shoulder. Her eyes widened even more to find Richard, or who ever that was behind her, running after her like a dog. The scene was so horrifying, and the sound that came from it was just as worse. She flinched in pain and covered her ears, her eyes scanning around for an exit. I got to get out. Where do I go? Oh my fuck. Oh my fuck!
Eventually her eyes landed on a double door to her right in the corner. But she’s never been through these doors since it was the back part of the skate park and she usually just entered from the front, so she wasn’t even sure if they opened. But she didn’t have a choice. The skeleton spirit was right behind her and she had to do something. So she made her way to it. Hearing what he said made her a shiver run down her spine despite the fact that she was all hot from running and the burning fire inside of her.
Elizabeth managed to make it to the doors with Richard still behind her. She quickly pushed to open, and they started to give. But a quick second afterwards they stopped moving and she could hear the rattle of chains from outside. “FUCK!” Lizzie exclaimed. The doorknobs was chained from the outside to keep them from opening, and no matter how many times she tried to push at them, there was just enough space for her fingers to get through. She turned back to see where the monster was, finding him even closer now, and she had no where else to go. Her mind was choosing between flight or fight, and now that the first wasn’t a choice anymore, she had to do something. Knowing there was only one thing left to do, Elizabeth held her hands out before her and shut her eyes. “Pleasework.Pleasework.Pleasework.” She prayed and tried to unleash the fire in her. Just when she was about to give up, she felt heat burst through her in a loud woash , moving to engulf anything and everything before her.
“ugh... yeah.” He agreed, noticing how things were different now that they found out about each other. Had none of this happened, they would probably be eating and talking about school or something. The curse always made things complicated. “So I’m guessing you can’t walk out like that... right?” He finally asked, talking about his appearance. Humans couldn’t see him like that, if would expose him and certainly cause trouble.
((Your okay. Sorry, I was busy this week ))
God. I look so stupid now, he thought to himself. He should have minded his own business. I need to stop letting the curse control me. He didn’t know how he would do that. It was like no matter how much he tried, it wouldn’t work. “Whatever,” he just mumbled to her as he slouched in his chair.
Now standing, Troy made his way to the figure on the floor. His gray eyes, which once had a lustful look in them, darkened with anger. He towered over Luke, still shirtless. Despite having to just throw the guy across the room and into the wall with just a flick of his wrist, he wanted to do more to him, to make him pay. Troy was a whole other person when he was anger. Some people liked to even consider him the devil himself because of how cruel and twisted he could become. After turning into a warlock and deal with his father, he was a whole other person.
He kneeled down and grabbed Luke by the throat, the boys question and concern flying over his head. He didn’t care about what the boy said. “You thought it was okay for you to feed off of me? Do you not know who I am?” He asked him, tightening his grip on his throat.
A bar that doesn't serve blood. Not strictly for humans, though not as Gothic as the other, where oblivious people can go and stay oblivious. A somewhat small bar, but popular enough that with it's regulars and crowds on the weekends, there's always someone inside getting drunk.
How about Pete and Christopher. He would allow himself to have a friend that’s like him? Lol like they could consider themselves friends since they know each other. Does that make sense. Or should we have them know of each other but never really spoken before?
“A skeleton spirit?” He repeated, wondering what the hell that was. He’s never heard of such thing and didn’t even know how they become what they are. Hearing him though, Sebastian realized how he was making him feel. He cursed himself, feeling bad, but was still creeped out. “Ah... it’s okay. I mean.... I’m a shapeshifter.” He ends up telling him to make him feel better.
An eyebrow shot up as she shot back a comment. But she actually had a point. He should mind his own business. He didn’t care about the teacher or about anyone for the matter. He was starting to sit back properly in his chair, but he just kept feeling guilty inside, so he couldn’t just drop those. “Says the person that getting involved with someone’s else’s body,” he said back with a glance at Mr. S up front. “You don’t know anything about me. So just cut that crap out.”
I could see where ur coming from for Ian and Pete. But Ian doesn’t associate with anyone. Like he doesn’t care about anyone at all, and wouldn’t think of having a friend . But like, they could know each other and he would kinda be cool with him. Kinda??? Like he’s one of the people he doesn’t push around or bother feeding on? Is that what your mean by close? Not gonna lie, I wanted to tell u to do something for Pete and Liz. Yay!! I’m down with that idea. Are we going to have them know each other on a “we could be friends” type of level or just “oh I’ve heard of u but we never really talked” type?
Here’s my list of lovelies...
Troy Sibily, an asshole Worlock
Vee Sky, a kind but distant new vampire
Ian Blackwell, a doesn’t give a fuck vampire
Isabella Santiago, a sweet curious human
Lucas William, a human that loves to flirt and have fun
Elizabeth Asher, a stubborn sarcastic fire bender
Anna Remington, a shy but kind mermaid
Hunter Landon, a friendly werewolf
Sebastian St. Claire, a somewhat homeless kind shapeshifter
Hannah Lee, a semi-antisocial girl that can read minds
Christopher Elvers, a tough bad ass angel
Amir Johnson, a cocky and secretly gay human
Even though Sebastian had done a good job at focusing on his heart beat like he was supposed to, his minds started to wander with thoughts. It went from one thing to another. First, he thought about how cool it would be once he found out what his sense is, and how maybe he could use that around the house to help Karly if she needed help with anything. Of course, he would be in his dog form. Now that he thought about Karly, he couldn’t help but think about their date, and then about her. He found himself smiling from his thoughts, having to totally forget about how he was supposed to pay attention to Reka. He hadn’t even heard her speak.
He then felt something at his side and flinched, opening his eyes. It wasn’t until he saw her that he remembered what he was supposed to do. “Shit,” he laughed at himself. “Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention.” He said and closed his eyes again, this time making sure to focus.
Honestly, Elizabeth didn’t know how she got herself involved in these type of situations. First, it was an incubus, than a vampire, and now.... well she wasn’t sure what it was exactly before her, but one thing was for sure, she knew it wasn’t a good thing. What had been Richard earlier was now a skeleton-like figure. The way the clothes and skin had come off, it made Elizabeth want to throw up. But it also made her heart beat in fear.
Hearing his words was what made her snap out of her trance. When he reached out to her, she stepped back quickly, stumbling a little on her heal, but she kept backing up. “Stay away from me.” She said, fear in both her voice and eyes as she stared at the beast. She glanced once more to the girl on the floor, and the image of her becoming the same thing flashed before her eyes. At that, she quickly turned around and ran as fast as she could to get out.
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Troy stared at bottles of liquor before him that were sitting on the counter behind the bartender, waiting to be used. It was almost like him and his brother. Even thought they’ve been warlocks for some time now, and they were pretty strong and well known, they still craved to be even more popular in the group of wolcoks and witches. Basically, he wanted to be like Kikyo, but he would never admit that, especially to her. She would just show off with that annoying smirk of her, like the one she had on now.
“What, a guy can’t come to a bar to get a drink?” He asked turned his head to glance at her again, his face indifferent and his arms still crossed before him. “I was in the mood for something strong,” and a new place to disappear too, he thought the last part to himself. But really, he didn’t have a real reason to be here. “I could say the same about you. From all the places in the world? Why here?”
Christopher looked over the girl. He only knew her from this class, and even then he still barely knew it. “It’s wrong.” He tells her. He was actually angry at himself, knowing how pathetic he looked. A bad boy like him, caring for a teacher. Damn the curse. “Let him be.” He tes her in a low voice.
