Janaina Medeiros
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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almost home
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Today's Document
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Where are all my bitten fans at?!
Oh no they didn't!!
HELP ME
Please Please don't just scroll past this I need you. I need help. I need your support. I'm scared and alone, I have my best friend yes but the voice of one against my millions is hard to hear, please if you care about me i'm begging you. Help. Me.
'Now, I need your help, child.' Joseph said in a whisper as he stood right behind the girl that just entered his bakery. 'How am I going to explain this to my wife?' He pointed at the door with the same hand he was using to hold a bottle. He took a swig before tilting his head curiously. 'Why can't people understand we close at seven?'
The slightly drunk Elder shook his head with a sigh. ‘What are you doing here, kid?’ He asked. ‘You must know it quite dangerous and stupid to just come waltzing into my territory like that, especially when I’m in a murderous mood.’ He took another swig. ‘And you know, if my wife wakes up and finds you, unlike me, she won’t think twice before setting you on fire- so why are you here?’
Elena jumped, turning on her heel in surprise. “Territory? I didn’t mean to intrude I just needed rest” Elena blankly stared at the man before her. She moved a stray lock of hair and tucked it behind her ear, stepping a little closer. “You can tell you wife, the painful truth, you can get her now if you wish, better yet….” Elena trailed off pulling a lighter from her pocket “…I might get started without her, want your whole world to burn around me?” Elena was this sharp tongued normally.
She smiled, not out of happiness, this was a sick smile, almost demonic, one that would have chilled her if she was the witness. “No, Don’t wanna play? Okay then I’ll be off” She strutted toward the door.
Grabbing her arm tightly, he pulled her back without bothering to be gentle. ‘Listen here, child.’ He hissed leaning forward. ‘You dare to come into my home, high with fresh blood, and you mock and threaten my family. You really think I’m going to let you walk out of here with all of your limbs intact? You foolish little girl-’ He accidentally dropped the bottle he was holding. The glass broke with a loud noise, offending his youngest daughter’s ears and waking her from her sleep.
Joseph’s murderous façade faded into a tired and rather painful expression when the child began to cry. ‘Okay.’ He whispered. ‘I guess you are free to go since I’m utterly fucked-‘
'Joseph!'
'I-I'll be up in a second.' He stuttered. 'I really don't have time to kill you now, so off you go. But don't you think you're safe, I'm going to find you.'
Footsteps.
'Now, go, go, go.'
Elena just smiled through the other Vamps words, Her life had no meaning anymore "Sure, I knew there were more Vamps put there" She sarcastically hissed back "I'll make it easy for you, Smell my scarf, really get my scent" She tore the black scarf from her kneck and threw it to the floor. Smiling sarcastically almost daringly as she un hooked the other vamps hand "Such a grip" she teased before heading into the endless night.
'Now, I need your help, child.' Joseph said in a whisper as he stood right behind the girl that just entered his bakery. 'How am I going to explain this to my wife?' He pointed at the door with the same hand he was using to hold a bottle. He took a swig before tilting his head curiously. 'Why can't people understand we close at seven?'
The slightly drunk Elder shook his head with a sigh. ‘What are you doing here, kid?’ He asked. ‘You must know it quite dangerous and stupid to just come waltzing into my territory like that, especially when I’m in a murderous mood.’ He took another swig. ‘And you know, if my wife wakes up and finds you, unlike me, she won’t think twice before setting you on fire- so why are you here?’
Elena jumped, turning on her heel in surprise. "Territory? I didn't mean to intrude I just needed rest" Elena blankly stared at the man before her. She moved a stray lock of hair and tucked it behind her ear, stepping a little closer. "You can tell you wife, the painful truth, you can get her now if you wish, better yet...." Elena trailed off pulling a lighter from her pocket "...I might get started without her, want your whole world to burn around me?" Elena was this sharp tongued normally.
She smiled, not out of happiness, this was a sick smile, almost demonic, one that would have chilled her if she was the witness. "No, Don't wanna play? Okay then I'll be off" She strutted toward the door.
Through out the on going Katherine, Klaus, Stefan and Damon Drama’s and the never ending pain and suffering Elena has endured she’s kept and maintained a poise most could only imagine. But each and every emotional and physical test has cracked and chipped the sweetness and compassion once held Elena’s Humanity together.
Her innocence forever stained. Her compassion traded for sarcasm. Her Sweetness stolen. Her loving heart darkened and stilled. The light toned soft pitch of her voice harshened and sharp. Her whole person had altered.
Blood bags became distant memories, pulsing veins the only appeal of human contact. Elena Gilbert had died that night, and Elena ‘the Salvatore run away’ was born.
Elena stumbled her way through a heavy smog, high from her recent feed, dazed by the city lights. She dragged herself through countless alleys before spotting a quaint little cake shop. With no where to go and no permission needed Elena decided this was a perfect location to finally rest. She silently tore the handle from it's hinge and entered with caution.
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MOST ADORABLE FAMILY EVER
im following them on instagram ITS THE BEST
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The most adorable couple I have ever seen!! <3
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he's smiling. But look at the blank eyes. Look into them and see the touch of pink eyes have after uncontrollable weeping. Now ask yourself, is he smiling?
OOC
Okay guy's I know I disappear and I am late with replies but I have explained my internet situation more than once. I've made countless open RP's starters, directly mailed people to ask if they are interested in RPing with me and so far I feel damn invisible. As you're reading this i realize I'm coming across as a whiny kid, but take into account please, sometimes we all feel lonely and need a friend. Well I need one now so please if you're reading this and understand where I am coming from, even if you don't want to RP mail me, conversation is a small thing to ask and that's all I'm really asking for here.
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The way Damon holds Elena and the tension between them almost suffocating and the kiss that you imagine would leave her breathless. I'm lucky me and my buttercup have that
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Hey so I'm in the best writing mood ever and no one to RP with. If you're interested let me know as I reeeeeeeeeeeeally wanna RP.
Elena's Trip /open rp/
Through out the on going Katherine, Klaus, Stefan and Damon Drama’s and the never ending pain and suffering Elena has endured she’s kept and maintained a poise most could only imagine. But each and every emotional and physical test has cracked and chipped the sweetness and compassion once held Elena’s Humanity together.
Her innocence forever stained. Her compassion traded for sarcasm. Her Sweetness stolen. Her loving heart darkened and stilled. The light toned soft pitch of her voice harshened and sharp. Her whole person had altered.
Blood bags became distant memories, pulsing veins the only appeal of human contact. Elena Gilbert had died that night, and Elena ‘the Salvatore run away’ was born.
She stalked the Las Vegas strip, hungry and bitter. The city that never sleeps, a vampires playground. Hundreds of tourists happy sin filled faces passing her by, non catching her interest. Boredom now replacing the earlier bitterness Elena entered a bar, 'Lucky's'.
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Elena half smiled “Not if you do it right” She huffed “Okay Okay chill out” She rolled her eyes. A faint knock caught her off guard. Room service was never this quick though the heart beat and shaking breath was as loud as Sherlock’s coming through the door.
"Just a Sec" Elena called out grabbing a ten pound note "English money looks so, so funny" she opened the door to a straggly teenage boy, sweating. She took the food insisting he couldn’t enter due to a ‘girlfriend’ inside who was inappropriately dressed and handed he note as a tip. The teen left smiling, his lucky day she thought.
"Well if you’re not going to eat it I guess I’ll have to" She sighed. Food of any kind was vile to her now. Like eating stale bits of crusty food you find behind your cooker after the deep clean.
Sherlock waited, watching him from the far end as Elena talked to boy, giving him money for the room service he just provided. Observing her manners just made him realized how overdramatic books can be at times, depending on the author, of course.
Watching her looking at the food, he said. “You don’t need to force yourself to eat it. I may have some use for those food if it really makes you sick. But I’m rather curious… how does it taste like, prepared food made by human to vampires?”
Elena put the tray on the small coffee table and set the food accordingly. "Now you're hungry huh?" She smiled organizing the New York pancakes and Maple syrup. "Human food to me,tastes vile. I used to love Pancakes, funny how things change" She sighed looking over at Sherlock.
"Do you want syrup with yours?"
