The Girl That No One Ever Knows

Roleplay Blog for Emma Harper of the @ClaremontHQ Community {Mun & Muses 21+ } TRACKING TAGS: ETANGELICADUNT && CLAREMONTHQ

[etangelicadunt]

lexicassidy:

“I don’t know about you but I plan on going to a party I heard about. You’re welcome to come but you can’t be a party pooper and I don’t need someone trying to mother me.”

“In that case-- I think I’m the last person you wanna take. I’m not exactly the party type, and I would definitely feel like your mother.”

[etangelicadunt]

wtfwarren:

“Of course I know how to throw a punch!” He sat back, lifted his fists up to his chin and swayed in his seat like he was ready to fight. Broke out of character just two seconds after and laughed lightly as he watched Emma pour him a drink. “Dodging, however. Boy do I hope they’d at least spare my face.” He took the drink in his hands and leaned forward when she did, so he could hear her better. “Oh no, not the new girl.” He replied defensively. “It’s—it’s Maya. Not because you said she wouldn’t need to much convincing, please don’t get me wrong. It’s just… I don’t know. I’m not crazy about her but if it’d be nice to talk to her.” He shrugged shyly. Not really used to asking people for help when it came to girls. Or when it came to everything. “You don’t hear requests like this all the time, do you? Because I’d hate to be one of those boys.”

Emma laughs lightly at his response, giving him a knowing look. “Fair enough-- and for the record, you can always get lessons in that sort of thing.” She suggests, leaning forward and jutting a nod toward him. She wants to give another chuckle as he confesses to speaking of Maya but doesn’t want to give the wrong message. Instead, a smile curls at her lips in acceptance. “Trust me-- I get it.” She replies, eyeing the raven haired woman at the end of the bar who stands texting furiously on her phone. “She is a good friend, but go easy on her-- I think she’s one more bad experience away from giving up on men.” She halfheartedly warns him. “But we all know you’re a good guy.”

[etangelicadunt]

thebigbcss:

“You’re cute, you really are. Reminds me of my little girl when she starts pickin’ a fight with her brothers. My biggest one’s  around six-three and he’s not done growin’. She’s a feisty little thing just like you and she’ll stand on a table just to get in his face. Smart, too. She knows it only takes a kick to one place to bring him down to her level.”

The younger woman rolls her eyes at him as her own frustration begins to swallow her. As he continues to belittle her, hitting him in the face doesn’t seem like enough. She’s sure he’s got a gun somewhere around here-- that is, if certain rumors were true. Her eyes burn as she stares at him with blatant disgust. “Fuck you Walt-- or better yet-- go fuck yourself, since you seem so interested in yourself.” She snorts, turning away so she doesn’t strangle him.

[etangelicadunt]

quaefamiliaest:

Hey guys! I’ve been on a tiny hiatus but I’m back and here to do whatever replies I owe + write a couple open starters. I’ll be on all four blogs. Please please please feel free to hit me up about interacting or to plot. Let’s get this RPG moving again.

[etangelicadunt]

wtfwarren:

Seeing her reaction change, Warren felt guilty for responding the way he did. Of course she’d react like that. She would deal with assholes every day, and there’s no telling when she’ll get a shift without one pain in the ass trying to get her number. “It’s okay, Emma. I mean, you threatened to break my arm —that scared the shit out of me. I know almost nothing about fighting.” He chuckled, fiddled with his fingers as he leaned forward on the bar. “You could make it up to me by helping me get on your colleague’s good side though,” he said in a low voice, his smile void of malice and arrogance. “If she thinks I’m cute —or, okay more than cute, I swear to god, Em i’ll be paying for a round of everyone’s drink tonight.”

His response immediately puts her at ease, and she can’t help but chuckle at his confession about her threat. She lolls her head to the side and then nods toward him. “Fighting isn’t so hard-- you’ve gotta at least know how to throw a punch, I mean-- come on.” She encourages, already pouring him the drink that she’d suggested to him a few minutes before. As he requests for her coworker’s attention, or rather, help in seeking it. She’s not sure she understands. Technically they had an extra set of hands tonight, some girl that Ivy had taken pity on and given a shot. She’s not sure if he means her or Maya. She slides the drink over and leans forward, “What? Like Maya-- or the new girl-- cause if you mean the latter-- I don’t know how much sway I’ve got.” She pauses, rotating her jaw. “But I’m pretty sure Maya wouldn’t need too much convincing all things considered.”

[etangelicadunt]

nalaxhai:

the grin upon her face only widens for laughter to soon follow. “right–” she muses. opening her mouth to somewhat catch the free falling pretzel, this soon turns into failure as it graces the corner of her lips and falls to the counter. “thanks, thanks for waisting a perfectly good pretzel all because you’re in denial about a thing. sure he may be the male version of me, but only one of us is available.” she notes upon pointing at her best friend. “oh yeah, i KNOW what you mean. i also know you’re so full of shit.” she laughs out loud once again. “ hey you just say the word and i’ll set you two up on a real date.”

Emma rolls her eyes, giving her friend a sneer as she picks up another pretzel and throws it at her again-- this time with more force. “I will waste every single pretzel in this damn bowl if I have to.” She threatens. “I am not in denial, it’s Judah-- that’s just weird. He’s like my best friend-- those lines shouldn’t be crossed, if you want reasoning look at my long list of exes that all went running the minute things got serious.” She challenges. She groans as Nala accuses of her about being full of it. “Well don’t hold your breath cause that one won’t be happening anytime soon-- I’d prefer to keep our friendship in tact thank you very much.”

[etangelicadunt]

thebigbcss:

“Yes, your elders. I got at least a good twenty years on ya and the silvers to prove it, so don’t you sass me, young lady. I’ve grounded my daughter for less.” He chuckled. “well look at you being a stone cold badass. That is both adorable and terrifying. You look like if you get mad enough you’ll headbutt me straight in the nuts.”

“You know what Walter?” She smiles sweetly at him, holding the expression on her face momentarily. “You’re absolutely right.” She agrees, as though he were the most brilliant man she’d ever met. She gives a painfully forced laugh. Then, as flipping a switch, her expression sours. “I am going to kick your ass if you don’t stop taking cheap shots at my age.” She warns him, her eyes dead set on his. “Silvers or not.”

[etangelicadunt]

quaefamiliaest:

Hey guys, sorry for the lack of activity. It’s been a rough week for me. I’ll likely be around tomorrow on all blogs to get some replies out. I was debating hiatus, but I’d prefer to try to stick it out. I’m gonna head to bed early tonight so that I can be here sooner than later.

[quaefamiliaest]

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Gotta get some sleep. I’ll be back in the afternoon sometime. This is a free invitation to hit up my INBOX && IM if you’re interested in plotting, connections, or a starter. I’m here for it.

[etangelicadunt]

wtfwarren:

“Why the need to break my arm? I’m not here to hit on you.” His forehead scrunched, shoulders now tensed, his guard gone up. “I’m here for her.” He nodded his head to another crew’s direction, as discreetly as he could. “So I’m sorry if I haven’t decided what drink to get myself. Any suggestions?”

She glances in the direction he’d nodded towards and heaves a sigh of relief. “My bad-- most people that come in here have a usual-- anyone who lingers tends to have ulterior motives,” She confesses, leaning toward him. “Personally, I’m a big fan of whiskey-- if you want it mixed I’d say Irish whiskey is good with ginger ale,” She suggests. “And really Warren I’m sorry-- I shouldn’t have assumed.” She apologizes. “Kind of reacted without thinking.”

[etangelicadunt]

thebigbcss:

“You got a smart mouth on ya, little girl. Haven’t you ever heard that you should respect your elders?” He chuckled. “You should try doin’ one yourself – keeps the mind sharp and your mouth closed.”

The brunette huffs a snort, not at all impressed by his seemingly threatening nature. “Elders?” She quips, her voice laced with disgust. “Just how old do you think you are?” Her brows raise in question. “You know what I think?” She asks. “I think you’re not as big or as bad as you think you are. And I think you’re full of shit.” 

“But call me little girl again and I’ll show you just how powerful all 5′4 of me can be.”

[etangelicadunt]

nalaxhai:

the laugh that emitted from the petite brunette was genuine. emma did manage to have that effect on her. “ i would apologize if i wasn’t deeply in love with my wife. let’s fact it em’ you took to long to put the ring pop on my finger so you got bumped.” tossing her a teasing smirk, she pushes the bowl of pretzels towards the other. “maybe, but you and i both know i was never looking for her. she just found me.” the woman shrugs. “ but at least now this leaves all the opportunity for you and jude to actually go on a decent date.”

Emma feigns offense, her mouth falling open at the words of the other woman. “Commitment is dead.” She grumbles, leaning over onto her palm as the bowl is pushed over to her. She reaches for one of them and begins lifting it to her mouth just as Nala continues. The look of shock that overcomes her features is almost palpable. She throws the pretzel at Nala’s face. “Take that back-- that’s so not a thing. He’s like the male version of you.” She shudders before pausing when she realizes the contradiction she’s just voiced. She shakes her head, “You know what I mean!”

[etangelicadunt]

jordanxcassidy:

“you might want to tell my mom that—actually, you know what.” she laughs at the statement. “tell my teachers this. god, what is it with high school teachers preaching the logistics on students being an adults and taking responsibility but somehow they can’t treat us like adults or with respect? it’s a little ass backwards if you ask me.”

She listens as the girl vents to her, and nods in understanding. She’d been where Jordan was. Sometimes it seemed too recent in memory in fact. “I think everyone goes through it at some point-- high school can be rough and don’t even get me started on mother-daughter relationships, but I know yours and I know she means well.” She explains. “Give it a few years, it’ll work itself out. And if it doesn’t-- at least you’ll be able to legally do something about it, right?”

[quaefamiliaest]

{ Online: }

Hey guys! Sorry for the absence! Work’s been nuts, but I’m on Spring Break now so I should be on a lot more this coming week. I’m here working on replies from the various muses that I owe. If you’re interested in plotting or even just chatting out of character, feel free to hit me up via IM.

[etangelicadunt]

quaefamiliaest:

I’m gonna decide on a theme for Cam’s blog and probably call it a night. I keep staying up too late and having trouble getting up for work the next day. I’m pretty sure I got most of the replies and starters. Just think. This time Friday night I’ll be on vacation from work for a whole week! Yessss!!!

[etangelicadunt]

thebigbcss:

“Now I know I’m a pretty som’bitch but you gotta stop lookin’ me up and down like that. Makes an ol’ man feel all shy and whatnot. Can’t do this puzzle in peace.”

“Oh please-- I don’t think that’s at all what’s going on here-- old man.” She squints at him incredulously. “Bold words though-- you sure you can even see that puzzle? You look a little confused there Walter.”

[etangelicadunt]

quaefamiliaest:

Hey peaches! I’m gonna sit and watch part of a movie while I eat dinner. Then I should be on for interactions && to work on Cameron’s blog. I’m available via IM && Discord if you want to chat or plot! I welcome both!