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[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.]

Me: Haiiiiiii~

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: c: Hey gurl c;

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.]

Me: What's up?

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: NOt much. Just enjoying my weekend c:

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.]

Me: Fun. I'n getting ready to go to a football game LOL.

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: Oh, fun?

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: Carlos is just watching the hallway like this.

Carlos: No... D:

Me: Carlos, sweetheart, don't you think you're being a little unreasonable? There's hardly anything romantic between you and Juana as it is.

Carlos: I know, but...

Me: It bothers you to see her with someone else?

Carlos: *sighs* Sí.

Me: That's a little selfish of you.

Carlos: I know! And I'm sorry, but I just can't help it!

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.]

Me: Yes, and a bonfire later a well.
Juana: Carlos, I don't want to make you feel bad. I don't want to hurt anyone. I'm sorry, amigo. It's nothing, though, don't worry about it. I don't even trust him and I trust you. I would sooner kiss him than I would you. *hug*

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Carlos: *sighs* You've never kissed me before. You have him.

Phoenix: *sharply* Carlos! Stop being such a ninny!

Carlos: Look, I'm sorry, okay? It just bugs me. No es nada. No se preocupe.

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: If it'll make you feel better, Carlos, I give you permission to beat him up?

Evander: Oh dear.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Carlos: What? No! I don't want to beat anybody up!

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.]

Juana: But it wasn't a romantic kind of kiss at all. I will make sure you get just as many kisses as the next person. Maybe even more.
Me: Awe. Carlos. So cute when he's all hurted and sad.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: Carlos is cute pretty much all the time--except when he's angry. Nobody likes Carlos when he's angry.

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: Like sanely beat him up. Not like lose it but just kinda throw some punches. I said if it would make you feel better c: The offer shall stand.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: Carlos would only feel like doing that if Evander hurt Juana in any form or fashion.

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: Well then we shall see how everything goes in the future. For now, my mind is on Morgan.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: Indeed.

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: c:

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.]

Juana: :/ I don't want to hurt either of them. Especially not Carlos.
Me: True. He's just adorable.

Mm. Morgan. >.< That poor girl.

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: Morgan is like my baby c: All my children are my babies. I have a lot of little kids.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: My characters are less my children and more...my pupils, in a way. My boys, my girls. To think of them in empathetic terms is odd to me. XD

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: I see them as my wards. Adopted children, if you will c:

Sorry, I was eating lunch.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: Children. I should never have children. XD

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: I'm planning on adopting children anyways so I'm already ahead of the game c: I'm rather good with little kids.

Hope, would you like an RP?

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: I would, only I'm more in the mood for character creation that roleplay. I have a pair of twins to work on for Haven Lake (I rejoined the group a few days ago) then I have to do Mable, and then Jon (also for Haven.)

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: That's fine then. I can wait.

Is Mable in this group? What's her condition?

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: She's a schizophrenic. Let me see if I can find where I described her to Silvy...

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: Ooh, that's bound to be interesting. How old is she?

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: Eight. Let us see...I didn't find it, so I'm going to give you an explanation of my own.

Mable is an eight-year-old little girl who was born with schizophrenia. Her parents, both psychologists, were quite aware of her condition, but unwilling to reveal it to the public due to the way they knew their daughter would begin to be treated outside of the home--like a freak or something dangerous, an animal to cage, Mable had many prominent hallucinations (her mother finally found an analogy to fit; she described Mable's trying to go through life normally as a teenager attempting to do homework with a T.V. blaring in the background.) Still, these hallucinations weren't harming Mable or interfering with her daily activities, and so her parents kept her schizophrenia hush-hush and attributed her odd little escapades on the playground and such as an overactive imagination when asked about them by teachers.

This arrangement worked just fine until her house caught fire--everyone, except for Mable herself and one of her hallucinations, called Tom Cat (a literal black cat who was one of Mable's more prominent hallucinations)--died in that blaze. The child herself escaped into a wooded area behind her house with Tom, and since that day she's been a little...odd, to say the least. Tom Cat remains her only remaining hallucination, and thanks to him as well as a bit of PTSD, she knows a lot more about life than an eight-year-old should.

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: Ooh I like her c:

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: I do too. Her temper definitely does not match her size, let me tell you.

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: Ooh I will like her even more then c:

I have so many like inklings of characters in the back of my head and it's bothering meeeeee. I just want them all.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: I occasionally develop this problem. XD

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: I have seven right now though and that makes me uncomfortable so I need another one soon xD I find it easier to find names and barely basic conditions before I develop anything else.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: Seven new ideas? Good Lord.

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: No no no seven characters. I have like two or three ideas.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: You do not. You have like ten. XD

At least, you did the last time I saw your list.

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: I do I just counted! Riley, Crimson, Felix, Evander, Estelle, Serafima, Morgan.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: Huh. I could have sworn that you had more.

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: I killed everyone, remember?

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: No, I know that. You just have so many names and problems floating around this chat that it's hard to keep track. Someone named Millie. A girl named Basil. Who knows how many others. :P

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: I know those are ideas that I haven't developed and generally gave up on. I'm still hoping on Basil; I'm trying to figure out how I could put her in an asylum.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: Ahhh.

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: As of right now, though, I'm fairly content with all of my characters c: I need to develop Crimson, Riley and Estelle more, but I feel as if everyone else has had their fair share of roleplay.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: I'm much the same way--Leah and Harper need more development, but everyone else is pretty rounded out, I think.

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: Your characters are so lovely though c: I like all of them so much.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: Well, thank you. I do try.

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: c:

But yes. I have vague ideas and vague names rolling around in my head and I can't pair any together or develop them enough. I think I will just uncomfortably stick with seven for now.

Perhaps later, when you are in more of a roleplaying mood, may I take you up on your offer (should it still hold) of a dream with Ruby? I feel like it would be cute amidst all of this torture we currently have going on.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Me: Sure, why not. Could it perhaps turn into a nightmare

No, no, ignore me. Felix doesn't need that and we both know it.

But the thought remains

[Annie, Have no fear of perfection-- you'll never reach it.]

Me: You see, I'm a hypocrite. I say "poor Felix, my poor baby, he needs a break", and I'm all over the idea of a cute dream, but I could so easily enjoy turning it into a nightmare and torturing my little boy even more than he already is.