the block of ice

I don't mean to sound bitter, cold or cruel, but I am, so that's how it comes out.

[coldasdonovan]

( imogene )

bright brown eyes met blue as imogene found the boy holding her (( gaze )). a small smile curving on bright lips as she raised her glance to look over her furry friend. there was something about the boy’s TONE that didn’t sit right with her. his striking features not matching with the sound of his VOICE as she let out a sigh. heels clicking against marble floor as she walked toward the two, standing beside him as she reached out to take the feline. eyes held to his once again as she cautiously took her friend away, disappointment on her lips as she held the creature safely in her arms — one hand holding him securely against her chest as another ran a hand down it’s soft fur. “this is my property. but you are MORE than welcome to leave. unless you want me to get the (( sicurezza )) to personally show you the door.”

He broke eye contact, bored and quite annoyed with her feisty personality. Donovan didn’t really get why he’d been the one chose to watch over the family. Sure, Dominic would’ve freaked and probably befriended the family while he was at it, but surely there was somebody able to take on the job– somebody who would’ve actually enjoyed it. He gave her a bored roll of eyes as he settled himself on the nearest couch. “ Security responds to me now, but it’s cute of you to think you have any control of me being here. Unless you don’t appreciate my family’s kindness on giving your daddy the chance to keep his head over his shoulders. ” A half smile, never reaching his eyes.

[nevmelanthios]

“It must be sad to be a tinman. If you want, I can make a call to the Wizard! He and I are best buds.” She’d seen The Wizard of Oz once in her self-introduction into pop culture, and the reference seemed to fit the bill.

[coldasdonovan]

He rolled his eyes, “ I’m sure you are. ” He spoke through gritted teeth.

[coldasdonovan]

( neveah )

Nevaeh bit her lip, “Actually, no. I haven’t really had the chance for that to happen. Why, do you?”

He looked up, annoyed at her reply. Either an airhead or a smart-ass. Donovan hadn’t quite made up his mind about it– not that he cared to do so. “ No, I’d have to love before that happened. ”

[joysull-blog]

“I am homeless,” There was no pause. She wedged the bottle between her thighs, used the back of her right hand to wipe at the corner of her mouth, ringed sticky liquor on her knuckle. Arching her neck for a fuller view, Joy raked Donovan once ( and if she recognized him she didn’t let it show, not once ). 

“Spare change?” 

[coldasdonovan]

Donovan rolled his eyes, forgetting for a moment the reason he’d come in the first place. “ Nice try, you might be able to fool the idiot behind me, though.. ” He spoke, barely matching faces with one that belonged in the fairly small list of people he didn’t exactly dislike from Monstropolis, though the image he remembered was a much cleaner one. 

[coldasdonovan]

( @petitelablanche​ )

He glared at both the cat and the owners as he felt the little beat’s nails digging into his back. The boy would’ve shook him off had he not worried about the state of his clothes, he would certainly kill the cat if anything ended up ripped. He looked up– dazzling ( and cold ) blue eyes pinning the girl on place. “ Get this cat off me– and out of the property while you’re at it. ”

[aloha-alani]

Alani hadn’t noticed the stain the other mentioned, but she stared at it for a while before coming up with an idea. “ I know !! I’ll make the whole wall look like it has a huge stain on it, but the stain will actually be a portal to another world, so things will be popping up from it and it’ll be whimsical and GRAND and make people wonder if every stain is actually a door to another life, ” the artist explained her thoughts, a proud smile on her face. “ What do you think ?? ”

[coldasdonovan]

Donovan could only stare as the girl explained her idea– the young monster was actually impressed at her creativity and the short time it took for her to develop the idea. Still, he rolled his eyes as she asked for his opinion, raising an eyebrow in disdain, more than anything. “ That’s not what I meant. ” He said, “ And that’s not a good idea either because it’s not your wall or your canvas, go paint a stain on your wall. ”

[coldasdonovan]

( @petitelablanche )

A rub of eyes. His tired eyes took another glance at the page and the dark and glossy ink scribbled on the page. Caffeine was no longer running on his system and his previously closing eyes were a reflect of it. “ Does anyone– ” He spoke out loud out, not thinking things through. He never thought things through with half a mind asleep. Then stopped mid sentence, glancing about the quiet room this time finding the somewhat familiar hair as the only one in sight. You don’t need liquid paper that badly. “ Never mind. ”

[coldasdonovan]

( neveah )

Hello, I’m Nevaeh, and I think I love you!

Donovan raised a single brow though it did not show interest or entertainment, a simple sign of disdain. “ You get your heart broken often, don’t you ? ”

[coldasdonovan]

( joy )

– The glass of the rim of the bottle clacked against her front teeth, threatened to chip a half-moon from the gloss of them. As it was, she remained intact, incisors and all the rest, wired together with spare war-time words clipped from novellas and newspapers and the witticisms that pooled in the wells between her molars. 

Half the bottle had only spread a dull ache through her limbs, and it was like stoking something putrid, waiting for the carcass to catch fire. She wished she could chase the honey-smooth with a glass of gasoline. As it was, she settled for the rest of the bottle, draining it in particular inconsideration of her company. 

The boy wasn’t reckless. He followed the rules because if he didn’t who would? Civilization equaled chaos even in this magically created planet where the kids were supposed to be safe. Screw them, nobody would’ve had the interest of kidnapping Donovan anyways.

The boy wasn’t reckless, he followed the rules– yet the authorities that set them more than often proved to be just as reckless and self-centered as any other. He’d come for a drink and only one given how he actually enjoyed the burning taste on his throat. Stronger than coffee, bitter as his soul. One step in front of the other, don’t look at their empty eyes, don’t stare at their lives falling apart. He walked by the girl paying little attention at first, though there later came the strong smell, alcohol oozing from pores. A skin familiar, very familiar indeed. “ You look homeless, sitting there drinking the whole bottle. ”

[coldasdonovan]

( alani )

Alani stood in front of a blank building wall, spray can in hand. Usually she had no trouble at all thinking of something to paint, but tonight her thoughts were dry. “What should I paint ?? Give me some inspiration,” she asked the nearest person to her.

Monstropolis was quite a large city, if not larger than Magic Kingdom itself. The night though fascinating for most deranged teenagers, was actually when the true monsters inhabiting the city came out and played. Time and time again he’d encountered urban artists or as he preferred to call them– criminals decorate the city with their vulgar taste. No, he preferred the evenly white paint on the building wall than whatever artsy drawing the girl was about to paint that would surely clash with the building’s design. “ There’s a stain on that corner, does your white paint match the building’s tone ? ” 

[backtodisneyrp]

This is DONOVAN PERRY. He is SIXTEEN and will enroll into Disland Prep as a JUNIOR. Usually, he would live with his parents, TERRY and TERRI PERRY in MONSTROPOLIS. Earthlings commonly mistake him for FINN HARRIES.

“I don’t know what to take. Thought I was focused but I’m scared.”

If someone put Donovan Perry next to a block of ice, you’d think you were looking a the same thing. Under Donovan’s serious exterior is nothing but ice. Yet, that never meant that he didn’t care about anyone. Even if that’s what the majority of Monstropolis thought of him. The person he was closest to was his brother, and that’s exactly how he liked to keep it. They were the prime example of how opposites attract, and Donovan wouldn’t have it any other way. No matter how lonely he wanted to be a the time, he could never say no to his brother wanting to be around him. Dominic was his kryptonite, and he was okay with that. As log as no one found out about his weak spot. Donovan liked being left alone by other people. It gave him room to breathe, and others less time to have their loves bored to death by someone like him. Yes, he knew many people thought he was boring, but he told himself it was just one of the the many side effects of being a mature person. Especially in those time and ages. It was as if Donovan had forgotten what it was like to let loose for a while, if he even knew what it felt like to let loose. Rumor has it that he had been that way from the day he was born. Of course, he was like other babies in the world, just less fussy and needy. That rumor always brought a smile on Donovan’s face, knowing he could create such a story by some of Monstropolis’ best people. Even if he truly did want to prove them wrong, his serious personality always pulled him back.

“Well, what is it like being here?”

“Does it really look like I care if I go to this school or not? There’s absolutely nothing that could motivate me to care about this shit hole, and I actually like it that way.”

Donovan has been known to be…

in·de·pen·dent adjective \ˌin-də-ˈpen-dənt\

Donovan always adored his alone time when the opportunity was handed to him. Being social was never his strong suit, so he never actually tried much to be that way. His brother would usually try to her him to, by to no avail.

se·ri·ous adjective \ˈsir-ē-əs\

In life, Donovan did not find much as a joking matter. In fact, there was never really a time that someone outside of Donovan’s immediate family saw him crack a smile over something big or small. It made him seem like he was made of stone, and that’s how he wished he was

re·spon·si·ble adjective \ri-ˈspän(t)-sə-bəl\

Everyone could trust Donovan with anything that they valued. He always made sure that it was kept int he safest conditions, where it be a tangible or verbal thing. Yet, it was usually tangible considering no one knew him nor trusted him enough to actually trust him with their deepest darkest secrets.

Like DONOVAN PERRY?  Sorry, because he is CLOSED!

[coldasdonovan]

[ imogene ]

a frown made its way to imogene’s lips, presenting itself for only a few seconds as the princess shrugged off her disappointment before her everlasting signature smile placed itself back on a pair of red lips. her head nodding eagerly, long black curls bouncing as she tugged a little HARDER at the boy’s wrist. “yes !! the woods, silly !! where else do you except going on a hike to ??” the girl paused, lips pursed together trying to stop herself from saying something ‘mean’. “i’m not fragile !! i’m as good as any other huntsman out in the woods !! besides, i’ll have you know i’m an honor student with a PERFECT gpa. dumb is the last thing i am. now if you really want to see annoying, keep resisting and you’ll see.”

He groaned as she insisted, pulling at his wrist harder and harder.  ( What was her problem ?? ) He made a greater effort to stay still as he spent the rest of his energy to glare at her. “ Ah ! the princess has perfect grades. One would think she’d be smart enough to know there’s no way in HELL I’m going. Now let go and I’ll let you run off into the woods straight into the wolf’s stomach.”

[coldasdonovan]

[ archer ]

❛    guess who’s beautiful!! did you guess??? its you!!!! youre beautiful!!!!!!! so beautiful! the beautifullest!    ❜

“ Whatever you’re on will kill you eventually. ”

[coldasdonovan]

[ imogene ]

“Hi, hi!” Imogene waved, blowing a kiss at your character as she giggled, one hand reaching to grab the person in front of her’s as she pulled at them, “Now, come on! Let’s go! The woods await!”

Donovan– well he rolled his eyes first, of course, then opened his mouth to comment on her annoying ways and then closed his mouth as soon as she mentioned the woods. “ The woods ? ” He asked. “ We never agreed to go to the woods. You’re fragile and dumb and annoying. That’s three good reasons for not going.”

[serenity-waverly-blog]

She pouted lightly. He looked identically to Dominic, but she couldn’t believe that someone who looked so similiar could be so different. “okay other question: D you know where Dominic is?” He would probably more helpful and if not they would at least be able to get lost together.

[coldasdonovan]

Donovan rolled his eyes at the barely visible pout. Ready to walk out of the scene– run if she followed. Then a name caught his attention. He definitely didn’t love the girl but who was he to keep his brother from having friends? Specially those who didn’t look like they owned a criminal record. He finally gave a sigh. “Are you his friend or something?”

[coldasdonovan]

Donovan had his palm on chin, hardly even listening to the other person’s words. As they took a pause form their little speech, Donovan take the opportunity to hopefully shut them up. “Honestly I’d rather have a long nice conversation with the wall than sit another second listening to you, so if you’ll excuse me, I’m just going to leave.”

[theostronghold-blog]

“Hey, I think you just dropped something!” Scooping the object off the ground, Theo hurried to catch up with the person. “Is this yours? I thought I saw you drop it.”

[theostronghold-blog]

[coldasdonovan]

Donovan could feel his entire body groan; he wasn’t going to last much longer at this new land with his current mental health. He turned to face the person behind him as the voice approached. Noticing the round object in his hand, his eyes widened ever so slightly as he too the yellow stressful of his hands. “Yes, it is.” He stuffed the ball on his jean pocket and hesitated, staring up and down at the boy, before adding. “Thanks, I guess.”