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ғɪɴɴɪᴄᴋ

08/07/2020 01:10 PM 

Additional Task 06

Would You Rather—   1.) Would you rather lose the ability to read or lose the ability to speak?A: Lose the ability to speak.2.) Would you rather be covered in fur or covered in scales?A: Be covered in scales.3.) Would you rather every shirt you ever wear be kind of itchy or only be able to use 1 ply toilet paper?A: Use 1 ply toilet paper.4.) Would you rather have edible spaghetti hair that regrows every night or sweat (not sweet) maple syrup?A: Sweat maple syrup.5.) Would you rather have all dogs try to attack you when they see you or all birds try to attack you when they see you?A: Birds.6.) Would you rather have skin that changes color based on your emotions or tattoos appear all over your body depicting what you did yesterday?A: Emotions, because no one really wants to see "everything" I do trust me.7.) Would you rather be married to a 10 with a bad personality or a 6 with an amazing personality?A: Marry a 6 with an amazing personality, in fact the most important part of a healthy relationship is to love your partner for who they are on the inside. Especially seeing as looks fade with time; but, their personality well that last a life time.8.) Would you rather be able to talk to land animals, animals that fly, or animals that live under the water?A: Land animals, then I can talk to my foxy Roxy.9.) Would you rather thirty butterflies instantly appear from nowhere every time you sneeze or one very angry squirrel appear from nowhere every time you cough?A: Butterflies.... definitely butterflies... I mean have you seen an angry squirrel.10.) Would you rather spend the rest of your life with a sailboat as your home or an RV as your home?A: Sailboat.11.) Would you rather give up all drinks except for water or give up eating anything that was cooked in an oven?A: I'd give up oven made food; before, I ever gave up my coffee.12.) Would you rather be able to see 10 minutes into your own future or 10 minutes into the future of anyone but yourself?A: To be honest I think the future is better left unseen. How else is one suppose to live life to the fullest.13.) Would you rather have an easy job working for someone else or work for yourself but work incredibly hard?A: Work for myself.14.) Would you rather be the first person to explore a planet or be the inventor of a drug that cures a deadly disease?A: The inventor of a drug that cures deadly diseases.15.) Would you rather go back to age 5 with everything you know now or know now everything your future self will learn?A Go back to when I was 5 with everything I know now. I'd tell my dad how thankful I am for everything he did to protect me.16.) Would you rather be able to control animals (but not humans) with your mind or control electronics with your mind?A: Control electronics, because at this rate everything in the future will rely on electronics.17.) Would you rather have unlimited international first-class tickets or never have to pay for food at restaurants?A: Never have to pay for food at a restaurant again.18.) Would you rather see what was behind every closed door or be able to guess the combination of every safe on the first try?A: The combination, because there a certain things that take place behind closed doors that no one else need see.19.) Would you rather be an average person in the present or a king of a large country 2500 years ago?A: While I admit it would be nice to see what the world was like before people realized the earth wasn't round I'd rather be average in this day and age because this is where Julianna exist.20.) Would you rather be forced to dance every time you heard music or be forced to sing along to any song you heard?A: Dance. Thanks to Lottie and Lettie I'm an excellent dancer.21.) Would you rather have all your clothes fit perfectly or have the most comfortable pillow, blankets, and sheets in existence?A: Most comfortable pillow, blankets, and sheets in existence.22.) Would you rather move to a new city or town every week or never be able to leave the city or town you were born in? Don't let me down Hartsvillain!A: I've seen much of the world during my sort time alive and much like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz learned there's no place like home. So I'd never leave Hartsville.23.) Would you rather have whatever you are thinking to appear above your head for everyone to see or have absolutely everything you do live-streamed for anyone to see?A: Have whatever I think appear above my head.24.) Would you rather wake up as a new random person every year and have full control of them for the whole year or once a week spend a day inside a stranger without having any control of them?A: I'd rather spend a day inside a stranger once a week. It's nice to get outside yourself and see the world from anothers perspective.25.) Would you rather your only mode of transportation be a donkey or a giraffe?A: A giraffe, though I'm not sure how I'd get on him.... best invest in a ladder.  

DONATELLA.

08/07/2020 01:05 PM 

Debt as of 08/07/2020

Posting my owes here so that I can keep track of who and what I owe plus it is a requirement of Forsaken.Current owed Starters:Zero (You guys should change that. I promise I don't bite!)Current owed Replies:Charlie (8/5)Current Discussions:Ember, Armani, Odette.Who owes me:Gael (7/15)Hexley (7/27)Lilith (7/24)Xander (7/29)Flynn (8/2)Antonio (8/2)Atticus (8/6)Serenity (8/6)Rose (8/7)

Bowie

08/07/2020 12:46 PM 

ADDITIONAL TASK 06

1.) Would you rather lose the ability to read or lose the ability to speak?2.) Would you rather be covered in fur or covered in scales?3.) Would you rather every shirt you ever wear be kind of itchy or only be able to use 1 ply toilet paper?4.) Would you rather have edible spaghetti hair that regrows every night or sweat (not sweet) maple syrup?5.) Would you rather have all dogs try to attack you when they see you or all birds try to attack you when they see you?6.) Would you rather have skin that changes color based on your emotions or tattoos appear all over your body depicting what you did yesterday?7.) Would you rather be married to a 10 with a bad personality or a 6 with an amazing personality?8.) Would you rather be able to talk to land animals, animals that fly, or animals that live under the water?9.) Would you rather thirty butterflies instantly appear from nowhere every time you sneeze or one very angry squirrel appear from nowhere every time you cough?10.) Would you rather spend the rest of your life with a sailboat as your home or an RV as your home?11.) Would you rather give up all drinks except for water or give up eating anything that was cooked in an oven?12.) Would you rather be able to see 10 minutes into your own future or 10 minutes into the future of anyone but yourself?13.) Would you rather have an easy job working for someone else or work for yourself but work incredibly hard?14.) Would you rather be the first person to explore a planet or be the inventor of a drug that cures a deadly disease?15.) Would you rather go back to age 5 with everything you know now or know now everything your future self will learn?16.) Would you rather be able to control animals (but not humans) with your mind or control electronics with your mind?17.) Would you rather have unlimited international first-class tickets or never have to pay for food at restaurants?18.) Would you rather see what was behind every closed door or be able to guess the combination of every safe on the first try?19.) Would you rather be an average person in the present or a king of a large country 2500 years ago?20.) Would you rather be forced to dance every time you heard music or be forced to sing along to any song you heard?21.) Would you rather have all your clothes fit perfectly or have the most comfortable pillow, blankets, and sheets in existence?22.) Would you rather move to a new city or town every week or never be able to leave the city or town you were born in? Don't let me down Hartsvillain! Gotta be able to travel.23.) Would you rather have whatever you are thinking to appear above your head for everyone to see or have absolutely everything you do live-streamed for anyone to see?24.) Would you rather wake up as a new random person every year and have full control of them for the whole year or once a week spend a day inside a stranger without having any control of them?25.) Would you rather your only mode of transportation be a donkey or a giraffe?

Drogo

08/07/2020 12:44 PM 

Dothraki

“ The Dothraki do things in their own time, for their own reasons.”The Dothraki are a race of nomadic horse-mounted warriors in Essos, the continent to the east of Westeros across the Narrow Sea. They inhabit the vast central plains of Essos, known as the Dothraki sea. Their bond with horses is such that Dothraki are said to be born, fight, and die in the saddle.Dothraki warriors are commonly referred to as "horselords". They are also often (and half-derisively) called "Dothraki screamers", because of their fierce war cries as they charge into battle and raids.Society The Dothraki are nomadic horse-mounted warriors, who sweep across the vast central plains of Essos in search of plunder. Most of their society is centered around their horses: even their name for themselves in their own language, "Dothraki", literally means "riders". Dothraki boys learn to shoot bows from horseback when they are only four years old. The Dothraki will abandon a sick or injured leader who can no longer ride a horse.The Dothraki are divided into several nameless clans known as khalasars, each led by a single leader called "khal". The khalasars roam the Dothraki Sea, always on the move looking for new pasture lands and new targets for plundering. The Dothraki frequently raid neighboring regions, such as Lhazar to the southeast or the Free Cities to the west. The Dothraki live by taking what they need including supplies, valuables, and new captives to serve them as slaves. The Dothraki respect force, and thus only respect those who are able to successfully resist them, while conquered slaves deserve only contempt. The Dothraki are usually dismissive of infantry (with the notable exception of the elite Unsullied warrior-eunuch legions).The Dothraki traditionally fight with curved swords known as arakhs, and also employ bolas, daggers, and whips, or huge, recurved bows with impressive range and striking power that can be fired from horseback. They also shun armor, considering speed and freedom of movement to be more important in battle. Dothraki warriors wear their hair in a long braid and only cut it when defeated, so the world may see their shame. Very capable warriors therefore often have a very long braid. As light cavalry, their attacks are extremely fast and deadly, but they are vulnerable to archers and on the ground they are less effective against armored infantry despite their speed. However, they seldom attack on foot except for individual combat, so they usually retain the advantage.EconomyIt is said that the Dothraki "don't believe in money", instead taking what they want through raiding (which includes enslaving defeated people). The two resources they actually have on the plains of the Dothraki Sea are miles upon miles of grass, and horses. As people can't eat grass, the main staples of the Dothraki diet are horse meat and fermented mare's milk.What material wealth or precious objects they do possess have been acquired through raiding surrounding nations such as the Free Cities, Slaver's Bay, or Lhazar, or from raiding other Dothraki hordes to take their plunder secondhand. The Dothraki do not so much function on the barter system, as they use the honor system: they frown upon "trade" but honor the exchange of gifts, such as tribute. Long ago the Free Cities decided that it was often less destructive to just give the Dothraki massive tributes in gold, finished products, and slaves, than to try to fight them off (though a Dothraki horde might still attack if they find the gift insufficient, or if they just haven't had a good fight in a while). The Dothraki will not reciprocate these "gifts" on an immediate quid pro quo trade system; as a rule, they will keep their word to eventually give a gift which they have promised, but will do it in their own time.In practice, however, if a Dothraki horde has a particular need for a resource that it cannot obtain through direct raiding, i.e. new armor and weapons, they will resort to actual "barter" by "gifting" slaves they have captured in return for finished products from the Free Cities or Slaver's Bay.Dothraki language and terminology The Dothraki have their own language, which is quite different from the Common Tongue of Westeros (English).- Khal - Dothraki warlord.- Khaleesi - The wife of the khal.- Khalasar - Dothraki clan or tribe, led by a khal.- Ko - Kos are lieutenants of a khal, commanding subdivisions of a khalasar. On the death of a khal, a ko may try to become the new khal, or split off his own riders to form a new, smaller khalasar.- Dothrakhqoyi (lit. "Bloodrider") - a Dothraki warrior that has pledged his life to the service of a khal. A khal and his bloodriders address each other as Qoy Qoyi ("Blood of my blood").- Me nem nesa - "It is known."In appearance, the Dothraki are a large people, with copper-toned skin, dark eyes, and dark hair. In facial features, their eyes are almond-shaped.

Sαυdαdε™

08/07/2020 10:44 PM 

Hello2

  Pleasure to meet you. I am Gabriella de Orléans. I am from the region of Lorraine and Bordeaux in France. Here are a few facts about my self  Former Duchess of Orleans back in the late 17th century in France Head Museum curator at the New Orleans Museum of History  Daughter of Philippe I, Duke Orléans Niece of Louis the XIV of France Made a deal with Esther Mikaelson to turn her into a vampire  Known as the "Original Vampire of France" Owner of the Oak Alley Plantation home in New Orleans Hope we can establish something soon.

Sαυdαdε™

08/07/2020 10:26 PM 

The first compel

French court at Versailles hadn’t changed that much in the last 100 years. Walking through the Hall of Mirrors, she looked at the reflection that she saw. She was able to establish a name for herself with her surname and was granted lands and a small title due to claims that she was a descendant of the House of Bourbon and House of Orléans through her grandmother. Gabriella de Orléans was actually the daughter of Philippe I, Duke Orléans. The Duchess of Orléans. The same one who died 83 years ago in childbirth was brought back as a vampire. Gabriella looked around as she had been invited to the masquerade party hosted by King Louis XVI and his wife Marie. She had on a black ballgown and a black mask that made her brown eyes stand out. Standing in the gardens, the sun was setting as Gabriella smiled and clapped her hands with the rest of the crowd as the King and Queen made their appearance. She hadn’t made an appearance back at French Court since her “death”. She looked around as she noticed a man staring at her as if he knew who she was. She made her way through the crowd towards a table as she picked up the chalice. Raising it to her crimson lips, the amber fluid went into her mouth as she heard a noise. “Lady Gabriella, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” The man said as he bowed and looked up at her. Raising an eyebrow she smiled, and turned to face the man. “Pleasure to meet you as well.” She smiled as she held the chalice between two hands. “I heard the King has granted you the title Duchess of Lorraine due to being a distant relative. Is this true?” He asked as Gabriella looked at him. “I have not heard of it. I am an simple Lady. No titles. Just Lady Gabriella de Orléans, of Lorraine.” She said setting the glass down and turned to walk off.   Grabbing her wrist, Gabriella turner looking at him as her eyes changed colors from brown to red to black. “Let go of me.” She glared. “I know who you well I should say what you are.” He hissed as Gabriella spoke. “You know nothing.” She said as she jerked her arm from the man and turned to walk away. “Princess Gabriella, Duchess of Cambridge and Orléans. Wife of Henry, Duke of Cambridge. Daughter of Philippe, Duke Orléans and wife Princess Elizabeth. Oh and we must not forget the niece of Louis XIV.” He sneered as Gabriella stops in her tracks looking as if she had seen a ghost. She turned on her heels looking back at him. “How did you?” She said as she walked towards him. Concentrating on his eyes she spoke, “Tell me how you acquired this information.” She said softly. Compelling him was one of her powers. Every vampire could do it, some were more powerful than others. “Gabriella, did you honestly think I would come here that easily?” The man said as Gabriella still had no idea who he was. Holding up the purple flowers Gabriella’s eyes widened. Vervain, a flower that keeps vampires from compelling any being. She growled and spoke, “Who are you?” She asked as the man smiled. “I’ve been hunting you since I heard of the attacks after you died. The description fit.” He said softly circling her. Gabriella’s eyes were black as she was getting hungry. She smiled and spoke, “Follow me, I’m sure you want to know more.” She said in a soft seductive tone. Gabriella led the man towards the fountains as she sat down. She smiled as she used her charm on him. “What is it that you want to know?” Gabriella asked the man sat down. He was confused as to how she agreed to tell him everything. ”Why...no how are you here? I know you are a vampire but how?” He asked as Gabriella looked at him. “First, tell me your name.” She said looking at him as she rose an eyebrow. “Victor....Victor Van Helsing.” He said as Gabriella giggled. “No relation to the monster hunter everybody thinks of.” He said as she nods. “I was bitten by a bat.” She said leaning in looking into his eyes. She noticed the closer she got the more the vervain seemed to not work. She touched his hand and smiled. It seemed that her power negation ability was working and canceling out the vervain if she touched him. “However, that’s not true. You see, Lady Elizabeth is the daughter of Princess Gabriella. Elizabeth is my mother making me the granddaughter of Gabriella. I’m not a vampire. There are no such things.” Softly, her voice lowers as she looked into his eyes. “There are no vampires.” He said almost in a trance like state. “Correct.” She giggled as she shook her head letting go of his hand. “So, Victor, do you have any other questions?” She smiled. “No, I believe that’s it.” He said as Gabriella smiled. “Good.” She leaned in grabbing him by the head as she broke his neck and began to feed on him. It had been so long since she had fed on human blood. She was able to control the hunger for it, but this idiot could have exposed her. Made her burn at the stake. She was not going to be exposed as a vampire nor a witch. She leaned back as she crimson liquid covered her lips as a trickle of blood ran down her chin. She took his tie and dabbed it against her lips. She smiled and pushed him into the fountain. Standing up, she ran her hands over her dress to smooth the creases out as she glanced about. She listened to the noise around her. Nothing. Nobody had noticed what had happened. What she had done. Nothing. Making her way back up towards the gardens she smiled as she was cornered by the King. “Lady Gabriella, thank you for coming. I was wondering if I could have a moment with you?” King Louis asked as she smiled and nods. “Of course, your majesty.” She said smiling following him into the palace. She had seen this building since it had been built. She ran around these halls as a child. Following him into his study he spoke. “I want to give you a title. You deserve it after all, you are a member of this family. The granddaughter of Princess Gabriella and the great granddaughter of Philippe, Duke Orléans. Atleast let me make you the Duchess of Lorraine. Give you a place here at court. It’s better than being a Lady.” Louis looked at the paperwork and then to Gabriella. “But your majesty, I cannot take that title.” She said as she looked at him. “Why is that?” He asked as she walked towards the desk placing her hands on desk leaning down looking into his eyes. “Because, I am the Duchess of Orléans, but you will never know this. Gabriella will not be the Duchess of Lorraine.” She began to compel him as he spoke, “Gabriella does not want to be the Duchess of Lorraine.” He said looking into her dark eyes as she smiled. “Well then, at least stay at court. You are family, and I can have your families chambers cleaned and set up for you.” He said as Gabriella smiled. “Thank you, I believe though my place is back home. I must be going though.” Gabriella turned and left the King’s study.   ⚜

Drogo

08/07/2020 07:51 PM 

Dothraki leader

Aliases: Great Rider, Great KhalGender: MaleTitle: KhalRelatives: Bharbo (father)Nationality: Dothraki Drogo is a powerful khal, or warlord, of the Dothraki people, a tribal nation of horse riders in the steppes beyond the Free Cities. He is an accomplished warrior and has never been defeated in battle.Some more details on DrogoLike every Khal, Khal Drogo has bloodriders. These cool-sounding Dothraki are loyal followers who must die if Drogo dies.Horses are central to Dothraki customs and ways of life, and so it comes as no surprise that the word “Dothraki” actually means “rider.” Khals are almost exclusively weighed and measured by their ability to ride horses, particularly into battle.Drogo was known for never being defeated in battle (until, that is, the wound that felled him in Game of Thrones however, we will pretend that didn’t happen here). Khals, or warlords, only cut their hair after defeat. Hence, Khal Drogo had luscious locks that went down to his waist.Aside from being a fearsome warlord, Drogo was also known for having so much gold that his slaves wore it as well. 

ʍψα ϖίʆʆσϖ յαʍίςση (αɡε 16)

08/07/2020 01:50 PM 

ALL ABOUT MYA WILLOW JAMISON
Current mood:  adventurous

Mya Willow Jamison was born on December 24, 2003 to Harper Bree and Lonnie Thomas Jamison, Mya has an identical twin named Mia Ivy Jamison, thus she is a minor and has no interest in a love life until she is older.  She is an original character from In The Heat Of The Night tv show.  Mya is only interested in her family and besties.MY Rules1.  Not adding anybody outside of OUR FAMILY & ALLIES RPG.2.  Not interested in smut or romance, Mya is a minor and is not into any sexual themes and at her age is not looking for romance

Topher.

08/07/2020 12:23 PM 

Task 001: Nightmare

Drinks were flowing and music was bumping through his mother’s beach house as kids from school filled it up for a Saturday night party to celebrate their Football team win. Topher was riding a metaphorical high from having a great night on the field. There was something about all the work of the week paid off and coming in clutch during key plays. Having the chance to then celebrate after the win with his friends and others was just the icing on the cake of the situation. Everyone knew the basketball team was the golden child of Tree Hill, but there was something going on tonight where the stands were full and the energy was better than any basketball game Topher had ever attended. The vibes he received from the crowd were electrifying. He high-fived some people on his way through the hallway and into the kitchen to refill his drink but instead went to just pour a coke. “Hey Toph! Speech!”, a distant voice called out while two other football players helped him up on the island in the kitchen. A chuckle escaped him before the crowd simmered down and an eerie quiet filled the room.  “We fought hard on the gridiron tonight and came out with that W. It was a complete team effort and I am proud as hell to be a Raven! To the Ravens!”, he called out but was met with no response. Instead he heard beeping and buzzing sounds. Looking around at his classmates below him, everyone had their phone out looking at a text message. “What? What is it? What happened?”. Topher pulled his phone out trying to see what stole the moment. On his phone read, "Your M.V.P is a big F.A.K.E. He lies about who he is and pretends to be something he's not. You think you have some all star partier? Well go ahead and think again because he's nothing but a dud and can't be trusted. - The Raven".“You’re a fake!”. “What a liar!”. “I thought I knew him!”. “What a try hard!”. “Bet that’s not even beer!" Sentence after sentence was shouted at him until it all felt jumbled together and just a roar that started getting louder and louder, overwhelming him. “No, I can explain!”, he tried to shout but instead was drowned out by the voices of everyone else. Once again he tried, “I can explain it, listen to me!”. Everyone turned around and started emptying out of the house, without giving him an opportunity to explain himself. It’s like they can’t even hear him at this point. His biggest fear was coming true. The guy needed others and seeing his friends walk out on him, just crushed him. “Please wait! Don’t go! Don’t go!”. He yelled out once more, this time with him shooting up in his bed, sweat beads running down his forehead. His breathing was heavy and quick but thankfully, it was just a big nightmare. 

Sam

08/06/2020 10:02 PM 

Simple Rules

#1 Do NOT move my character in any way.#2 I will unfried inactive people. I mean, come on. If you are requesting me, let's play, right?#3 I have the right to not like what you write.#4 Sam is not gay, so please don't do that.#5 It's always nice to say hi and discuss a story. Be polite.#6 I have my Dean already and I don't do clones AU, won't accept other Deans or Sams. 

𝚃𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝙸𝚍𝚕𝚎.

08/06/2020 08:22 PM 

Someone you loved. Part 2.

SOMEONE YOU LOVEDPART 2 //GROUP REPLY Not for the first time, Nancy caught herself being endlessly GRATEFUL that Joyce knew everything. The truth about last fall, where Barbara's body indeed lay. What had happened to Will, about the monsters that had crawled out of the Gate and into this very house. That there was an adult who knew about the mental scars Nancy tried to HIDE from her own mother, who could understand that her life was going to be different than she'd ever planned from now on. It made the Byers' family home a place where Nancy could truly EXHALE. She could drop the carefully constructed facade she kept up for the benefit of her family and remaining friends and feel whatever emotions came to her naturally. Joyce would never judge her, and not just for Jonathan's sake - but for her own. It was a kindness that Nancy knew she could never repay, to use of this little haven as much as she wanted, but helping whenever she could. Like going through hoppers, boxes might do something, find anything.Maybe THAT was why Nancy was so determined to keep Jonathan close to her. To not lose anyone else, not even temporarily. Shaking her head at Johnathan's words from before, Nancy tried to move on to another subject. He didn't know any of the BULLSH*T that she been through when he was away from her- of course, she must look like to from his perspective. She then turned, hearing Joyce's voice in the distance. "I ... I can't EXPLAIN it to you. what I feel, but right now, we have more important things to do." Nancy said as calmly as she could, even as a bit of nervous. she realized the biggest fear is finding her boyfriend dead somewhere, and she was somehow taking it out on him. "were coming right now." Nancy followed Joyce's sounds as she softly spoke to her. Out of the bedroom, she wrung her hands nervously as she tried to think of an explanation that would make this any better. But none came.  

𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙚.

08/06/2020 07:08 PM 

dossier.

legal documentation- his name is hyland thorn, derived from the scottish and english topographic name for someone who lived, or lands they were born from, on high ground.origin- parents lionel and miranda thorn gave birth to hyland at an advanced medical hospital in coruscant. he is currently thirty-five years-old.profession- a businessman, hyland inherited his father's company; thorn enterprises, an intergalactic aerospace, defense, security, and advanced technologies corporation with worldwide interests. unaware to the public, he operates under the moniker, sentinel; an armored warrior stopping nefarious forces and evil villains across space.sexual orientation / relationship status- he considers himself a heterosexual. preferring partners of the opposite sex (women). hyland is currently single but often explores his hedonistic lifestyle.personality- a man carrying incredible power, hyland flaunts his wealth labeling as an egocentric figure with a self-absorbed personality. yet, he's strongly willful, determined getting the job done where it is required. nonetheless, his perseverance is uncanny, designing his inventions out of anything his hands could grab. coming off a family legacy, he never followed in his footsteps. but rather became greater than his father by succeeding beyond many people's comprehension. he doe acknowledge his mistakes and makes up to them. yet, he doesn't let anyone dictate his life. loyalty is important to him. he became the sentinel in memory of his friends who died in a fatal terrorist attack. despite having superior physical strength, his intelligence makes up for his brawns. his mind operates at increased levels, becoming a superior multi-tasker as well adapts and gain more knowledge around allies or enemies on an equal playing field.misc- possesses a net worth of 45.7 billion dollars or credits (depending on the universe).- he is addicted to coffee. his company founded nite owl coffee.- founded the miranda thorn foundation; a charity organization dedicated to helping those going through poverty, orphaned children, victims of crimes, support medical research, and helps provide funding for schools and orphanages across the city. 

ᗷᗩᖇᗷᗩᖇᘿᒪᒪᗩ

08/06/2020 06:36 PM 

for the loop, lets get dreamy.

 

cerвerus

08/06/2020 06:08 PM 

Big Man on Campus

Big Man on Campus   Mason and Tyler Spring 2008Mystic Falls HighLife truly s/ucked. Tyler Lockwood had just turned 16 a month prior. Most 16 year olds would be overly excited when their parents would buy them a brand new car for their birthday. The only child of Richard and Carol Lockwood wasn’t impressed. He was never impressed. He always got everything he wanted and so much more. The whole thing bored him to tears. He never had to do without when it came to physical needs. He always had food on his plate and a huge mansion to be a roof over his head. He often got lectures from his dad about the image that the Lockwood Family had to maintain. Their position as one of the Founding Families of Mystic Falls was drilled into his head from an early age. He had to always mind the family image. His dad was the mayor and everything he did reflected back on his parents.The Gilberts were a close family and they didn’t have all the money in the world. They didn’t care about image or what society had to say. Doctor and Mrs. Gilbert were always doting on their kids Elena and Jeremy. Tyler never admitted it, but he hated them for it. They had parents who cared about them not to mention they had each other. All Tyler had were maids and the occasional visit from Uncle Mason. Mason Lockwood had been smart. He’d gotten the hell out of Mystic Falls. One of these days, Tyler was going to put this town in his rear view mirror too. Today was not that day.Books were shoved under his arm as he walked down the halls of Mystic Falls High. He never just walked down the halls of the school. He strutted. He was Tyler Lockwood, star wide receiver for the MFH football team. Everyone wanted to get close to him. Everyone wanted a piece of the action when it came to Tyler. He lost his virginity when he was 14 under the bleachers of the stadium on the football field behind the high school. One of the older Fell girls took him by the hand and made him a man that day. He never looked back. It was Founding Family privilege and all or so he told himself.His parents had left early that morning for a holiday in the Bahamas. Tyler couldn’t go. He had to stay in town because his parents told him school was important. Tyler knew that was a crock of sh/it. His dad had been caught by his mom with his secretary in his study. They didn’t think Tyler knew about it, but he wasn’t as stupid as they thought. It was take his mom to the Bahamas or the divorce would be nasty. Tyler played dumb just so they’d get the hell out of his hair for a week or whatever. He’d actually walked in this morning on his father talking to Mason on the phone asking him to check on Tyler while they were gone. There was no arguing with his dad on this. The question was, would Mason even come back to check on him? If the waves were too good in Florida, chances were Mason wouldn’t darken their doorstep here. The Lockwoods weren’t The Gilberts. That much was painfully obvious.Tyler shut the door on his locker after shoving his books into his locker. Matt Donovan, the star quarterback for the MFH team, was standing beside his locker. “You ready for practice, Ty?” The blonde was from the working poor family of Mystic Falls. Kelly Donovan had been the town drunk, not to mention a rather notable whore. That didn’t bother Tyler. Matt was good people. He took care of his mom and his drug addict older sister, Vicki. Matt was actually a good influence on Tyler. Too bad it didn’t work better than it should have.“I’m not going to practice, Donovan.” Tyler smirked at the closest thing to an actual best friend he had. “You’ll just have to play ball with someone else today. Cover for me, won‘t ya? Good man. ” He patted Matt on the shoulder as he turned toward the front doors of the school. He had no one keeping track of where he was or what he was doing. Tyler was free.Donovan stood there watching as Tyler walked out the door. He shook his head. He was always covering for Tyler. Tyler was an a/ss. Matt was always covering for him. It was almost like he had another brother to take care of a lot of the time. He sighed and headed back toward the practice field.Tyler strolled out of the front door of the school and approached his car. Reaching for his keys, he started to unlock the door. He didn’t hear or see the car until it was too late. The wheels came to a screeching halt. There were a group of three guys that piled out of the car and started to beat on him. One boy with a mess of bright red hair slammed him up against the car. “Think you’re something special don’t ya Lockwood?” He pressed his arm against Tyler’s chest constricting his breathing. “Stay the hell away from Sylvia. Are we clear?”Tyler had been taken by surprise by the sudden attack. “Sylvia? Which one was that again?” Lockwood loved smarting off to anyone like this not giving a damn about anything.The boy that had him pinned against the car ground his teeth in anger before punching Tyler right in the gut bending the younger boy over in agony. Tyler lurched back upward to punch the redheaded boy right in the nose sending a spray of blood flying from the moment of impact. Tyler was soon shoved down on the ground and was kicked in his head. The boy was joined by two others who were kicking him in the ribs and just laying into him without regard for what happened next. A few extra kicks to his right arm made Tyler scream in pain. “HEY! HEY!” That was Matt Donovan’s voice. It was the last thing Tyler heard before he slipped into unconsciousness.~*~Tyler felt like his body had been put through a meat grinder. His eyes were swollen and it hurt to breathe. Standing over him was a pretty blonde nurse that was checking an IV that Tyler had in his arm. “Am I in heaven??” He tried to turn on that charm but was failing miserably since his lips were swollen. His right arm was in a cast broken in two places.“How are you feeling Tyler?” It was Sheriff Forbes. Liz Forbes had a hot daughter named Caroline that was a bit manic at times, but she was definitely amazing to look at on Tyler’s end. She walked up closer on his side looking down at him in the bed with a mother’s concern for a boy who’d been hurt. “I tried to get in touch with your parents, but I couldn’t get an answer. I did find your uncle.”Great. Just what Tyler needed to hear. His parents were incommunicado as usual. “Wait.. You found Mason?” Tyler muttered. “How long have I been unconscious?” His temper was starting to flare slightly.“You’ve been unconscious for two days Tyler. Matt Donovan has been constantly here. I’m surprised he’s not here at the moment. Must have finally taken my advice and went home to go sleep.”Matt Donovan of all people. His only actual friend was the only one who gave a damn about him. Was Mason actually going to pry himself away from the girls and the waves to actually give two sh/its about him? Tyler settled back into the bed. “When’s Doc Gilbert letting me out of here anyway?”Liz Forbes shook her head. “That’s going to be a while yet Tyler. You’re in pretty bad shape. Plus you’re alone. You’re not being let go until you can have adult supervision.” Liz insisted.Tyler’s upper lip snarled. He wasn’t going to give the sheriff any backtalk because she was the sheriff. That didn’t mean he had to like the fact he had to have a babysitter. He didn’t like any of it at all.  Tyler Lockwood/Cerberus credit: james kriet

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You should see me in a crown.

serpent juliet You say Come over baby I think you're pretty I'm okay I'm not your baby If you think I'm pretty message comment albums stream bulletins blog You should see me in a crown The smirk that spread across the lips only infuriated the petite blonde further. The pent-up aggression she'd been harboring was beginning to unravel her one strand at a time, the other person in front of her just happened to be the unfortunate target stupid enough to pull in the provocation. Betty pulled back in reproach at the mention of Archie, and his mishandling of the task she'd begged him in putting distance between her and Jughead to keep him safe from the hands of the Black Hood. Broke him into a million pieces. The air was suddenly sucked from her lungs, and not for the first time, the weight of truth hit her full force. Jughead's heart wasn't the only one to be left in pieces, his had only been broken in view of witnesses while Betty had been forced to bear hers alone, hide it from the rest of the world, her only confidant the raving lunatic on the other end of a phone line.Betty wasn't sorry for joining the Serpents; she didn't harbor the same resentment as her mother for the group as a whole. Her worry for his safety wasn't one and the same as prejudice as most people assumed, but then again, no one gave the blonde pony-tailed Northsider the time of day to be understood. At least no one until Veronica came into her life. Her rancor resurfaced with a vengeance as she rounded on them.She scoffed darkly at Their defense. "Yet there you go, insisting I'm just another Northsider. Grouping me together, assuming I'm the enemy with the worst intentions. I'm my own person with or without a relationship. No one has to speak for me, And I have a name, by the way. It's Betty. Cooper." She enunciated; her words were harsh as her anger rose to match their own."The only one asking for a change in the serpents is you-" Betty growled over her shoulder, determination flashing in the glare she cast.




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