FOR THE SUN

        there was a big play of emotions that trin hadn’t been prepared for as she stood in front of claudio. a smiling , enthusiastic and happy claudio. she had to blink away her shock. had he hit his head? did he suffer from some kind of amnesia that she hadn’t heard about? it was only so long ago when he had told her that he had never wanted to speak to her again. she could recount that day clearly … it was one of the worst days of her existence. a complete break and lost of a friendship over a camera with too much sentiment and a grip that was uncaring. though still to this day , if you’d ask her , a camera wasn’t worth breaking an entire friendship over. especially a friendship like the one that they had.

        it was entirely way too odd at first. in a lot of ways , perhaps in more ways than she had realized , they were attached at the hip. any moment they had to be together , they took advantage of. even if it was just for a few minutes for walking and talking between classes , claudio had become a big part of her high school career. there was a brief struggle in trying to adjust to the loneliness. if it weren’t for her fellow cheerleaders , she really wouldn’t have had anyone. her need to study having taken a hit at her social life. a hit she hadn’t realized until after claudio left.

        but then he had gone ahead and used their photo for some free food. at least she had the decency to use a photo of her and an ex , he had used them. but , really , it wasn’t the stupid photo or food , it was the clear indication that they were really and truly over that had stumped her. and then , of course , it was his snarky attitude and comments. he was lucky all she had done was knock hot wings onto his lap. she had been so angry at the time , she probably would’ve thrown the water at his face too. 

        well , at least she had gotten the last word in that altercation. ‘ happy fuckin’ valentines day ‘ she believed.

        “ oh uh , no yeah. it’s really good to see you too! this is a real surprise. “ she finally answered , eyes momentarily staying on her wallet as she ‘ fished out ‘ her debit card. but she forced herself to look up at him. it really was really good to see him again. but she just couldn’t shake off that confusion. “ i haven’t been up to too much. just college … i’m majorin’ in dance so , it’s a lot of practicin’ and stayin’ on my toes. …. i’m just here for summer vacation. “

        “ how about yourself? “ fingers curled around her card , a fight between wanting to shove this in his face so she could leave and wanting to prolong this as much as she could so she could speak to her best friend again.

He smiled as best he could when it came up to discussing the big “C” word. He was a good kid in high school, always walking in pace but almost one step behind when it came to Naomi and her studies. It was nothing he was ever jealous of, he didn’t get every single A but he had a good thing going. “I’m taking online classes, with some University in South Dakota...” Claudio’s shoulders dropped when he took Trinity’s card. “I didn’t get into the college I wanted...” senior year was hard, he felt that he had lost a big ambition in his life, he failed some classes, he was close to not even graduating. “..so i just considered joining the army, or taking the year off to travel but you can see how all that stuff started working out..” he was working full time now and was a student for the rest of it. 

He was happier now than he was the same time last year, but even saying it he was embarassed for himself. Granted since he’s started back again he’s been doing so great. “Once it all works out for me i’ll transfer. Work on some sort of filming major, and a minor in business, maybe another one in language..” though that was about as far as he had gotten he wasn’t that good with making plans seeing how all the other ones turned out. 

I hope ya’ll didn’t forget becasue I haven’t and those starters I owe you all are still here, i have em here with your names on it and they will be posted to the new blog as soon as I can do them. 

@luctatio — starter

        trin was on cloud nine , ten , eleven , twelve and thirteen. she’d be on fourteen too but she’s saving that for when she’d finally walk down that aisle to claudio waiting on the other side. for now , she was just vibrating off this wrestlemania weekend. everything excited her , suddenly , the future looking a little less bleak on all platforms of her life. and , it wasn’t all too often she’d let herself live in moments like these , so she planned on milking it for as long as she could get away with it. “ the only thing that would make this better is if we’re on the same roster this time around. “ was the words she told herself she wasn’t going to say out loud in fear of jinxing it. but , like everyone else this weekend , her lips were loose and she was speaking before thinking. “ i have to get back to bein’ the constant loving thorn on your side. “

FOR IF YOU BREAK, THE WORLD DOES TOO & VERSE

Zeus smirks, high and mighty and cutting, and asks, what would you give? And Atlas - arms trembling and shoulders shaking - thinks: what haven’t I given already? In the end sacrifice means nothing.

Atlas, a titan condemn to hold up the sky for an eternity is looked upon by his daughters; The Pleiades whom traveled to the sky in order to comfort their father and to escape the pursuit of orion. They are stars whom kiss their fathers arms and hands in hope that his knees do not give out from underneath him. 

dear atlas, how does it feel, holding life and death upon your back? with oceans between your aching shoulders, with rivers leaking through your fingertips, running down your shaking arms? can you feel the earth shudder with your heavy, heavy breaths? does the lightning strike new scars into your skin, or did zeus have enough pity upon you, you, who hold life and death upon your back? can you even stand anymore, or do your knees bruise from pressing into the cold stones of hell? can you even see the constellations you must hold every night? can you feel the stars chasing each other? can you even ignore your own pain?

dear atlas, you cannot fall. dear atlas, you cannot break. dear atlas, you must endure. for if you break, the world does too.

The Pleiades over the eons have gained in zeus favor and they all ask for the same thing: Amnesty, for their father whom they’ve had to watch struggle to carry the world. They say that Atlas lies to them, that on the darkest days he says that the sky is light as the stars and the suns and pair of wings, resting lightly on his shoulders. He lies when he says that the weight of the world is less heavy that the guilt of those upon it. They know the pain of Atlas, they see the way his shoulders shake and his legs quiver; his neck bends and his back strains. They know his greatest wish is to break apart, he wishes for his legs to give, his neck to snap and his back to break so someone could hold the world in his place and that his true punishment is not the weight of the sky but being unable to let it fall.

He doesn’t remember how it all happened a pillar was erected from the ground and it lifted the world higher than Atlas has ever held it before, another way to rub it all in. Atlas fell and kissed the warped ground he had been standing over for eternities. Zeus granted him this Amnesty, but unable to truly forgive, Atlas every morning would have to kneel at the highest peak and receive a 1,000 lashes to his back. To remember the burden Atlas must carry with him always. 

VOLLPROFI: THE BEST KEPT SECRET & VERSE

THE worlds best kept secret lies somewhere in the city of Orlando. It calls itself home to a single office space with a desk, a computer,  maybe a few lights to set the mood and a phone. Stacked into a neat pile were a set of handmade business cards; matte black with a single "V" embellished into the center. This was home to VOLLPROFI a secret lucrative escort service that guarantees the pinnacle of professionalism. All thanks to the man that owns and does it all. Cesaro. Not much is known about Cesaro, people say that he could be a german king, or that he was a gift from the gods in order to better serve humanity, or that he's just no one important, but even if he really is no one, this no one holds a lock and key to the hearts of all his clients. 

Now these cards are more than just any regular business cards. These cards are the keys you need to step through VOLLPROFI'S gate. Without the card you can't make a session/appointment. Though who even knows how these are brought out into circulation there might be just a handful cards scattered across the United States alone. From what it's said on the streets a single card can be doled out as presents from rich families and friends to the people that deserve/need it the most. Theres the potential you can buy them for over 1000$ but that's just a rumor. Nothing's confirmed.

It doesn't matter how you get a card; even if you fight to the death for it but once you have it you can use it for as long as you want. Theres a phone number hidden in one of the corners along with a code. You text a quick message reveling in your interests and soon enough you get a call back from a young woman almost every single time. You don't know her name, nor does she tell you if you ask. You tell her your wants and wishes and she passes it along to Cesaro. You pay, and Cesaro grants. It doesn't matter if you're looking for a date, a fake boyfriend, a bodyguard for an extended period of time, an excuse, or the best bad idea you'll ever make. It doesn't matter.

From then on out you'll get text messages with inquiries, things Cesaro needs to know beforehand but you can't tell if it's the girl you spoke to on the phone or Cesaro himself. As it's stated in VOLLPROFI'S guarantee: that there wont be anything better, though in the rare instance where you at the end of the night are dissatisfied you won't be charged. As you put your hands into Cesaro’s ( and onto him ) there are a few rules you need to understand. 

Price will NOT be discussed at any point during a session.

You cannot fall in love with cesaro.

If you abuse the system you will be blacklisted.

You may NOT ask about cesaro's personal life outside VOLLPROFI.

If you search for cesaro in any instance outside VOLLPROFI you will be found out and blacklisted.