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Tyler & Amber
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Natalie
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Oct 18, 2014 09:59AM
Um, maybe a fantasy thing?
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Um, not really. I mean, I like romance things but suck at being the guy.
Yeah. We could do doubles so we can both have a girl character and then work on being boys?
Okie. Um.... For the two stories, maybe a vampire boy kidnaps a girl to feed on, and falls in love with her? And then for the second one, maybe a realistic roleplay at a Highschool?
Okie. Could I be the girl for the vamp one?
Nice. For the charrie sheets, let's just do name, age, appearance, and personality.
Name: Tylia PondAge: 19
Appearance: http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736...
Personality: Tylia's parents were recently killed in a car crash, and ever since then she's become closed off.
Name: Daemon LockeAge: 18
Appearance: http://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub...
Personality: Daemon is a jock, and acts like a typical one.
Tylia is running through the woods on a path. She always ran when she was upset, and today was the one year anniversary of her parent's death. Daemon sneaks into class late, taking a seat in the back.
Tylia stops, stumbling back a few steps. Her eyes are red from crying. "Wh-what?!"Daemon frowns slightly. "Cassonova? Who the hell is that?"
She slowly starts to relax. "The... The past."He scoffs. "Sure. Whatever."
Tylia's eyes flicker with panic, but she can't make herself run. "Wh-What are you doing...?"He picks it up and teases. "Bet you'd look great in one of their uniforms." He drops it on top of her books.
A soft moan escapes her lips. She was terrified inside, but the fear was fading quickly. Daemon, bored, follows her.
Another soft moan escapes her lips, but the fear starts to return. Panic covers her face. Daemon leans against the bleachers, hidden, and watches with a slight smirk.
Tylia gasps then slumps forward.Daemon chuckles to himself, enjoying her dance.
Tylia starts to have the nightmares that have occurred since her parent's death, whimpering in her sleep. Daemon steps out, clapping and smirking. "Quite a show."
Tylia makes a soft sleeping noise, shifting and starting to wake. Daemon chases after. "Whole time. Like I said, good show."
Tylia's eyes slowly open, and she yawns, confused."Nah. You know me, why would I have anything to do?" He chuckles.
Tylia takes the glass with a shaky hand. "Wh-What... Wh-Who?!"Daemon follows, pretending to be offended. "Victim of my torture?! Why, I thought all girls liked my attention."
Her hand flies to her neck, panicked. He still follows, now completely confused. "I'm not trying to torture you."
"What happened?!" She tries and sit quickly."Talk. That's all."
Tylia swallows hard, scared. "I dunno. Maybe I want to know who the hell Cassonova is."
"Ty-Tylia...." She trembles. He pauses, thinking. "You remember that?"
"B-But I need to get h-home!" She tries to stand but is too weak, stumbling forward. He pauses, startled. "You... What?"
She steadies herself against him, her frail body trembling.He sits in one of the chairs, dumbstruck.
She sits down on the bed, pulling her knees to her chest and curling into a ball. "I'm n-not hungry.""You're serious?!" He gapes.
She doesn't move, staying in her tight little ball. "Really?!" He looks giddy.
Tylia stays curled in a ball, whimper from her nightmares, the food untouched. He leans back in his chair, smiling.
She moans softly when he bites her, still curled into a ball. Daemon follows, smiling wide; until he reaches his class.
At sunset, she starts to wake, shifting from her ball. At the end of the day, Daemon goes looking for her.
She sits up, confused, her hair slightly messed up. "We never finished our conversation." He smiles flirtatiously.
She tenses. "Wh-What?""The one about me." He chuckles.
She looks up at him with slight fear, nodding slightly. He links their arms and drags her to his car. "Come on."
She pulls away slightly. "I'm not h-hungry."He stops at the car. "I'll give you a ride."
"I'm not hungry." She repeats, looking down. "Fine. Where do you live?" He shrugs.
Tylia stares at the ground. She barely ate anymore, not since the crash. She had nothing left to live for. He smiles wide and opens the car door for her.
She stands shakily, stumbling forward again. Daemon hops in the other side.
"I'm fine." She mumbles, trying to ignore how she felt safe with him. He starts driving. "What you said earlier."
"Please don't!" She begs, her face panicked. He reaches over and pushes her hair out of her face gently.
Tylia curls into a ball and whimpers. If she went to the hospital, they'd send her to a mental hospital because she wouldn't eat. "Because I want to look at you." He smiles gently.
"I can't go to the hospital..." She whimpers again. "No way. I'm not letting you get soaked."
Tylia trembles. "O-Okay...""Nope. I am driving you all the way." He turns the corner.
"O-Okay..." She says again, whimpering at the thought of the hospital. "Here we are." He pulls up in the drive way.
"Th-Thank you..." She still trembles. "Wait!" He grabs an umbrella from the back.
Tylia takes it with shaky hands, and sips a small amount. He sighs and rolls his eyes, watching her gonb
Tylia starts to relax, nodding. However, she doesn't drink anymore water. He waits until he sees she's inside then drives off. He was meeting his friends at a resteraunt.
She sits there for a moment, staring at the clothes. Daemon's friends were already there, waiting for him
She slips into the shower, trying not to look in the mirror in the bath room. She hated how frail she looked. Daemon hasn't shown up yet. The boys all order slushies, occasionally teasing her.
