The Stonewall Inn
Product Placement
if i look back, i am lost
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NASA
YOU ARE THE REASON
Cosimo Galluzzi
Color Me Curious
Claire Keane
todays bird
❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
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Game Changer & Make Some Noise
Monterey Bay Aquarium
The Bowery Presents
hello vonnie
Sade Olutola
cherry valley forever
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@boomgoeschloe-ia
“Enjoy the silence, dear.” Willow said, taking a fine glance of the Imperium campus.
“It is a good thing, at many instances.”
"I-It's been s-so silent lately though..d-despite recent events.." Chloe looked down at her feet as she referenced Veronica's television appearance.
“Um?”
"I-It's very q-quiet, M-Miss De M-Morel."
"..U-Uhm."
Serenity could only cover her mouth in horror, her roommate was on the television. And sadly her whole life just went to ruin. Hearing the screams from Veronica were too much, its like she was living the nightmare over again. She felt bad for her friend, but sadly what could she do. She could only hold herself as she watched the screen replay everything again.
Padfoot had run up to the tv, standing on his hind legs and pressing his front paws against the screen, barking at Veronica's screaming. "P-Padfoot!" Chloe quickly rushed after the dog, pulling him from his abdomen back away from the television, only to have the dog bite at her hand, causing her to shriek and jump back, releasing the small puppy and sending him off running.
Chloe's mouth went agape, wordless at the carnage and Veronica's misery that was televised. Her body had become stiff in movement as her breath became short and her eyes were widened in disbelief. Padfoot, who had been sitting next to her began to bark loudly at the screen almost as if he was trying to scream out to his original owner.
“Mm,” Glen exhaled lightly before extending his arm out to the girl. “Want to .. join me for a walk?”
Chloe nodded quickly "S-Sure--" she glanced down at his hand then back at him before taking it in her own, holding it as she gave him a small smile.
“Oh ..” Glen’s hazel hues broadened slightly before he nodded slowly. “Sorry about that ..” His head descended to press his lips against her forehead, gently. “Thank you very much for returning it to me.”
"I-It's alright, r-really--I f-found it yesterday when I was--" His kiss had her squeak a bit in surprise and rose her voice a bit higher in pitch "Y-Y-You're welcome."
[Warning: Radiation Hazard]
Padfoot followed her every step, barking if there was glass or an object nearby that could hurt her. The puppy was smarter than she expected, though there was still a concern over Veronica's random absence and the sudden push for her to keep Padfoot, not that she could argue since Veronica had left by the time she had tried to contact her.
Chloe finally moved back to her bed, sitting down and sighing contently. Everything was back finally back in order. She stretched her arms a bit, leaning back when suddenly a series of small barks and growls caught her attention.
"Padfoot, what are you bar--" a sudden gasp was heard "Padfoot!" Her tone became scolding as she rushed over, grabbing onto the garment he was attempting to bite at. "Bad boy! Do not bite that--it is not yours!" Chloe pulled the cloth to her chest defensively, as Padfoot made more growling noises, attempting to sniff at the object.
Chloe glanced down at what was in her hands "G-Glen.." the color rose to her cheeks as she felt the material of his jacket against the tips of her fingers. "He must of l-left it here.."
Padfoot's growling ceased as he tilted his head at Chloe, a slight whimper of curiousity coming out of him. Chloe glanced from the jacket to the puppy "--G-Glen's a g-good friend of m-mine.."
He soon disregarded the initial bashfulness as he took a marginal plunge forward, allowing his lips to collide against her own, affirming a fleet kiss. “We’ll make each other happy, always.”
Chloe let out a light gasp when his lips brushed against hers. She stared wordlessly for a few moments before leaning upward slightly and returning the kiss.
The scent of Glen's cologne on his jacket caused her small grip to slightly tighten on it "..I..I sh-should go return this to him."
So I finally have a solid OC in the works, but I need his power. I have three choices to work with, and I'd rather see what you guys want around
The choices are
Photography Encapsulation: the ability to imprison and encapsulate living or non-living things using photos.
Vorpal Sharpness Manipulation: The ability to control sharpness in any object, either imbuing or taking the quality of sharpness away.
Hell Hound Physiology: Self explanatory.
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The boy backed off a little, crossing his legs and arms alike, shoulders still a bit slumped. His brows were furrowed slightly and his head twisted to the side. “You look sorta troubled…” He shrugged, “Or maybe that’s just your face.”
"S-Sorry, I w-wasn't expecting anyone--" she glanced down at her bandages then back up at him, her expression of surprise faded "--Usually p-people don't come up to me m-much."
Imperium: Where even the dead are snarky.
Wyatt eyed the girl curiously, himself seated on the floor looking rather slumped over and small. After five straight minutes of confusion mixed with boredom passed before he began scooting awkwardly towards the other, not moving to stand once. “Psst.”
Chloe hadn't noticed the boy scooting towards her, being too preoccupied with the annoying bandages wrapped against her hands. Completely in focus, his noise had her jump lightly in place, squeaking. She instantly turned towards Wyatt, her eyes opening slightly in surprise. "U-Uhm--hello there."
Chloe sat down on the pavement of Imperium's courtyard. She hummed under her breath slightly, her hands tugging lightly at the gauze that covered her wounds, not enjoying the bandaging.
Healing Hands | Chloe, Julie, & Ellie
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