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Abel walked the halls of the coven house like he was looking for something, or someone. He seemed at once familiar with the place and completely lost, and when he glimpsed Zoe he moved quickly to try and hide himself behind a doorframe, peeking out tentatively to see if she'd spotted him.
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Some Sweet Violent Urge-{Will+Zoe}
It had been home for a while. The longest place to be called home for him while he was growing up. He held no true sentiment for the place. He had lived there, had breathed the thick sweet scented musk of the air. But passing like a shadow through the place, passing and passing hadn't caused the state to be something held fondly in his mind. Even if it had once been home, even if it made him think of his father, made him wonder about his mother. About what family would have been. But he wasn't here for that. He wasn't here to contemplate on the way his life had never been. There had been another murder. A woman. Middle aged, blond. Not like any of the others. But this killer had no pattern. Like the Ripper had no pattern. But she wasn't one of the Rippers. She was killed but not taken apart, not displayed, nothing missing. Just killed. Like the others, like their life should simply be snuffed out. And standing here, where were they? Some kind of school? Was that what Jack had said? A house for young girls? But standing there he didn't see what he saw the last time out in Alabama, or in West Virginia. He saw something completely different. Same pattern. But this, this was just an urge, a wish for this woman to be dead. Not a killer doing their work. Something else. He opened his eyes and looked down at the womans lifeless body there at his feet. The neighbors heard screaming. That's who called. Now that was sloppy of their killer. The others had been silent, no trace, no nothing. Just death. This had been reckless. He stepped out of the room and could feel eyes burning into him. He shook his head at Jack before looking at one of the older women there. None of the girls were present from what he saw. "Can I speak to your girls?" he asked, his eyes drifting about the house as if merely mentioning them would make them surface.
eyesonfire--x said:
if it makes you feel better i only had one person go out with me on my 21st birthday because everyone was still fucked up from 4/20 which is why you don’t hang out with hippies
Oh I use to hang out with a lot of people who were really into drugs because of my ex boyfriend so I get it but that sucks, 21st birthdays are suppose to be really fun I guess lol yeah just after high school I kinda just stopped talking to everyone which is whatever. I just am realizing this is my first birthday that I'm not doing anything.
whitelaceandxstrange said:
come here D: -hugs-
*hugs!* But it's totally cool. Honestly I doubt I would do anything fun even if I had a lot of friends. It's probably just be like dinner or something.
innocentbycorruption said:
I spent my birthday last year on tumblr with my friend.. We weren’t even in the same room.
I'll probably be on tumblr honestly! lol At least I'm not alone.
WHO I CURRENTLY OWE
Why are the last ten replies always the hardest to get through? .-. I got down from 42 today on here. These last ten are going about at a snail's pace though man. mew. The people listed below are who I still owe
ON FRANCES:
REPLIES:
idontwannabesavedfromthis
katherinekrisaspenheart
witheredviolets
thefearofrejection
thefearofrejection (second small thread)
guttersuperstar
maybeitsthedrugs
itsthefunnysidekickkat (genderbent)
idontwannabesavedfromthis (cuddle)
STARTERS:
queenwithoutherthrone (starter)
ON HARVEY:
STARTERS:
idontwannabesavedfromthis
ON KENZI:
REPLIES:
GREEK-ANNABETH-CHASE
ASK-THE-LIGHTNING-THIEF
ON ROBBIE:
REPLIES:
slightlyaboveaveragehero
dancing-pinky
ON GRAND HIGH WITCH:
REPLIES:
swynford-de-beaufort
ON KIT WALKER:
REPLIES:
violet-the-daughter
sarcasticandfearless
voodoozoe
doctorothredson
vitriolic-violet
thepatriarchalmale
Justin-star
thirdsonofipswich
zoebensns
innocentbycorruption
theblackviolet
madikinesis
masterandscientist
|| Tate and Zoe || innocentbycorruption
"Fuck." Tate groaned quietly and ran his fingers through his hair. It felt like he had just been hit in the head, hard. Soon he managed to push himself up from the ground and get his eyes open. The blinding white all around him only made his head hurt worse. God this place was so bright, where the fuck was he? This definitely was not the place he was use to. No where in Murder House was this.. white, but did that mean he was free of that hell hole? The blond's head wiped from side to side, taking in all of his surroundings before pushing himself up to stand. He looked to the staircase in front of him with confusion before he stepped closer "Hello?" He called out, his voice echoing off the walls "What the fuck..."
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"I.. I don't know how to help your friend... I can't hear anything from in his head... it's like he's entirely forgotten who he is." It was a sucky thing to have to say, but Oak wouldn't lie. Zoe was one of the few people she liked here, she wouldn't lie.
I was tagged by: sonofapie
Rule 1: Always post the rules Rule 2: Answer the questions the tagger has set for you in their posts, then make 10 new ones. Rule 3: Tag 10 people and link them in your post. Rule 4: Let them know you tagged them. Rule 5: Tag the person who asked the questions so they can read your responses
1. What’s your mood as you’re getting ready to write this? How was your day?
Is exhausted a mood? My cousin convinced me to continue watching Buffy the Vampire until nearly one in the morning last night, and I had homework to complete that I had procrastinated after I finished watching. The episode, Angel (1x07), was worth it though. Honestly, my day was rather mundane. My film studies class was rather interesting though, for we began watching clips of miscellaneous war films and the first ten minutes of Saving Private Ryan.
2. Are you happy with the way your life is going? Would you change anything?
Yeah, I am rather happy with how my life is going at the moment. If I could change anything, it would be getting less sleep and still being able to function, because I still don't feel like I get enough hours in the day with only five hours of sleep. That's rather ridiculous, I know, but it also is an argument that comes up often between myself and my parents.
3. What is your ideal scenario for the future?
My current ideal scenario would be studying cinematography or television at a college for four years before entering the entertainment industry. Eventually I would like to work my way up to becoming a producer for a television show. I suppose a spouse and possibly a child or two would also be in there somewhere, though I'm not quite sure where in what time frame that would be. There would also be lots of comic conventions (what can I say? It's comicon).
[late NOLA starter - living;flower]
It was beautiful. A young unknown dropout in a city full of magical wonder and mysterious people. Violet didn't know much about her own powers, only that she was always a 'criminal'. It only seemed 'normal' for the doctors that she had seen for what happened when she stayed angry for so long, adding the lighter in her pocket.
All of them had said the same thing: A case of being a pyromaniac.
Oh, but she came her in her free-will. Just for a little fun, a little shimmer. The trumpets and drums echoed in the streets, creating a tune that was to die for. It was a nice wake up call from her hotel room. Especially when she went out on the mighty fiesta at night. Though, there was one night she had to much to drink and a spice of her 'pyromaniac' went out of her control, leading a shelf to go on fire in a bar.
She ran - or tried - out of the building, soon ending up in an unknown part of where the party was no longer but a few drunks against a wall and only small group of sober party-goers going into the direction she once was. "Fuck," Violet murmured before laughing drunkenly to the memory. Everything was so far from reality.
