penniless with only charm

Cyrus Jonathan Kent || Claimed by Arabella previous stripper; current slave

[prettyquoteable]

- Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

[c--kent]

Insomnia's a bitch || Cyrus & [your name here]

Cyrus couldn't sleep. But for fucks sake what else was new? He had thought that this whole pretend-like-the-shit-that's-bothering-you-isn't-really was a good plan at the start and in fact it had worked for a matter of weeks. But now he just felt stuck, like no amount of pretending could fix how he was felling and if he just stood in one place long enough he'd crumble into a thousand pieces. So he never stood still. He picked up running again, like he had when things got bad in college and Maddie, Athena, and Jude all had their own shit to deal with. But this was different, this wasn't around campus twice and back to the dorm for a shower and a power nap. This was run as far as your body could take you as fast as you could go and as far into the town in any direction before you pass out from exhaustion. Or started hallucinating. So it was strange that he was only on his third mile when his knees buckled out from under him.

[madeliene-fuer]

That we’re both fucked? 

… Do you need more sleeping pills? Or do you need to… talk?

[c--kent]

Ha. We are, and this shit isn't helping. Being a slave, who enjoys that?

I haven't even finished the last bottle. It's on my dresser. Nah, I don't wanna burden you.

[allsonargent]

[c--kent]

Lydia Martin + sass

[madeliene-fuer]

So I’ve been told. 

… Are you sure?

[c--kent]

What does that say about me if you're my best friend?

 Yeah I' getting over it. As long as I can't see or feel my scars, don't think about my mother or sleep fr very long I'me.

[madeliene-fuer]

Probably not. But it’s funny to watch your horrified face.

How are you sleeping?

[c--kent]

You're a horrible person.

Enough not to feel like I've been lobotomized.

[madeliene-fuer]

[c--kent]

.... I've got enough fucked up shit going on in my head, I didn't need that mental image.

[frontseatpocket]

[madeliene-fuer]

I’m trying to sleep in peace. If you could kindly shut the fuck up that’d be lovely. Kay thanks.

[c--kent]

I swear to god, I've know yuo all my life and I still have no idea how Evan puts up with you.

[madeliene-fuer]

School and or Prank -- Cyrus

School: How out chacrters live through a school day. Specify class if needed.

Maddie swore to god this class was going to be the death of her. Who needed Us History- really, she didn’t care. America was fucked up, she got it. The teenager sat back in her chair, arms crossed as she glared at the teacher. It would probably be best if she could stay silent and not get sent to the office for the third time that week.

A note was flicked on her desk.

Your soullessness is rubbing off on me Gingey.

Maddie snorted under her breath. Cyrus, Cyrus, Cyrus…. She waited for the teacher to turn her back before she chucked an eraser at his head.

"Shove it up your ass, dork!"

"Madeliene!"

"…. It wasn’t my fault this time!

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[erispena-blog]

Mmmm sounds like a good idea, but from what I’ve heard, this town has a problem with fire.

[c--kent]

I remember that, vaguely.  I was now where near it but I remember the aftermath and all the shit I got in because no one knew where I was.

[athena-wate-blog]

You are never having sex with my boyfriend, ever. I might, you can’t. 

Because, I’m mean and evil? And have no soul? 

[c--kent]

Whoa, whoa, I don't want to. He's not my speed, at all.

Some warrior goddess you've turned out to be.

[athena-wate-blog]

Galen and I won’t be doing the do for a long time- or ever..

Maybe, I dunno. But so far ha- I say ha to you Cy, cause that’s not gonna happen.

[c--kent]

Looks like we're all in the same boat.

Goddamn it, Athena. Why can't you just let me have this one thing?

[madeliene-fuer]

I guess. I’m still…. Sorry, though.

Maddie shifted at the mention of his mom and she looked at him- before her eyebrows furrowed. How you got here? Like how you got to the town?

[c--kent]

Yeah, mostly the why though. He brows furrowed as he nodded again. Or the who I guess, but I do remember waking up a few time before ending up in my cell.

[erispena-blog]

I’m not one to judge on how you got the glitter, but still- having glitter in places you don’t want is still gross.

[c--kent]

Yeah, I probably just need to burn my clothes.

[madeliene-fuer]

… Sorry.

How are you sleeping? Dreaming of glitter and sugarplum royalty?

[c--kent]

It's cool, it could be worse.

Nah, most nights its either about Mom or how I got here, lately the later. What I wouldn't give to go back to wet dreams.

[athena-wate-blog]

Seriously there’s still glitter in my underwear drawer.

[c--kent]

Yeah, honestly I was hoping you'd do the do with Galen and then he'd notice that there was suddenly glitter in places it should never be.