my own secret ceremonials

Iris, 17. Invisible. I hate describing myself, but I guess if I had to I'd say that I'm pretty talkative and I get along with people who have a sense of humor. If you can make me laugh, we'll be friends. I guess you can say I'm 'into people'. I don't know, I've just never been picky when it comes to that kind of thing. I like who I like, that's all there is to it. { the roleplay }

[itischewie]

[doitlikeafuuckingdude]

[iris-hart-blog]

How's everyone doing?

It’s been pretty relaxed around here recently, which is good.

[mark-highfield]

Hey Iris! I’m awesome. What have you been up to?

[iris-hart-blog]

'Sup, Mark. That's great to hear! I'm in a pretty good mood myself.

Ah, not much, just wandering around the house mostly. And you?

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the state of dreaming / marina & the diamonds

“I would sell my sorry soul, if I could have it all.”

[iris-hart-blog]

How's everyone doing?

It's been pretty relaxed around here recently, which is good.

[iris-hart-blog]

I just want something good for a change / Kristen & Iris

[kristen-snoot]

Iris definitly belonged to Kristen’s favourite people in the house. Of course she loved all of them, besides of Eva, though she still didn’t really hate her, but Kristen had a soft spot for the pretty girl and was really glad to have her back and safe at home. Home, that sounded weird, thinking of a house she’d been living for only four months now. On the other hand it felt much longer than four months, especially seeing the major changes in her life. She was not with Dallon anymore but fell in love with Mark who was like perfect…she couldn’t really find another word for it, even though she knew they were still in the honeymoon phase, though they’d been through more shit than most couples in their complete relationship. But Kristen had never been that kind of girl that lost herself in her relationship, she hated these kind of girls that never did things on her own after they got a boyfriend. So, she’d been happy that Iris had shown interest to do something with her. 

With a smile Kristen crossed the kitchen and could already made out Iris who raised her hand and smiled back into her direction. “Evening darling, evening,” Kristen giggled and wrapped her arms around the girl. She let her go and took a closer look of the girl, “well, you definitly look ways too good to just stay at home. I think that means drinking and dancing.” Kristen winked at the girl and opened the front door and stepped outside. The wind was cold but she wouldn’t care, alcohol was always the best way to warm up. Smiling, she pulled out a small bottle of brown liqueur, with a wide grin she turned to Iris, “Jack Daniel’s is my boyfriend for tonight…”

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"I could certainly say the same to you," Iris threw her a smile, pushing her dark hair over her shoulders. "You're looking lovely as always!" She hadn't realized how much she had missed it here - being about to relax and not have too many problems, all these brilliant, wonderful people, even the food - until she'd spent months residing in a hotel close by to her parents house, desperately trying to find a way to make them listen to her, all the while not wanting to scare them. She knew that a lot of the invisibles had it hard, had not wanted to be this way. But even most of them had found things to make them happy. "Drinking and dancing it is." Iris pulled her jacket from the coat hooks by the door, grabbing a bottle she'd left on a small table underneath, before following Kristen out of the door. There was a heavy breeze, but Iris wasn't phased by it.

"Jack Daniel's; one man that has never let me down." Iris waved the drink in her hand. "So, where exactly are we going to go? To be honest with you, I wouldn't even mind if we stayed here. It's got enough space." she shrugged nonchalantly. "But I think it'd be more fun to go a little further out, as long as we're careful about it." She hugged her jacket to her and looked around. She didn't know of many clubs or anything around here, since she actually lived quite far away from Luxebridge so Kristen knew the area a lot better than her. She was in a good mood - in the company of a great friend, with a fun night ahead of her. "You can lead the way, Miss Kristen."

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ooc: sduhfshj ugh, I'm at school right now, but I'll be on later tonight, everyone. busy week, but it's almost over.

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30 flawless women (in no particular order): Mila Kunis

“Blondes definitely do not have more fun. Trust me”

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I just want something good for a change / Kristen & Iris

When Kristen had been asking around if anybody had wanted to do something with her, of course Iris would volunteer herself. It had been a day where she'd nothing else going on, plus Kristen was a really great girl who'd welcomed Iris back very warmly. At that moment, Iris had been pacing around the entrance hall, waiting for Kristen to arrive. She'd agreed to meet her here, but was probably too early anyway, since usually Iris was late to meet up with anyone, and since she'd joined the house had decided it wouldn't have to be that way anymore. She'd heard about the beautiful relationship that was Kristen and Mark - when rumors had been going around that the two had feelings for each other, she'd hoped it would be only a matter of time until the two actually got it together.

Iris finally saw Kristen leaving another room to come down to the entrance hall, and raised her hand in a small wave, smiling. "Morning. Or Evening, whatever it is. I've lost track of time." Her smile turned into more of a grin and she walked over to greet her with a hug. "So, you said you wanted to do something, and you gave me a load of suggestions, too." Personally, she was up for drinking and dancing, but didn't mind whatever Kristen's choice was, either. All the ideas had been good ones, and Iris wasn't a picky person at all. "What'd you prefer to do? You seem like a naturally fun person, so I'm down for anything." she said, crossing her arms and tilting her head to the side a little.

[iris-hart-blog]

GUESS WHO'S GLAD YOU'RE BACK? THIS BITCH XOXO GOSSIP GIRL

And I'm glad to be back!

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you got wit, you'll get to heaven / Justice & Iris

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Justice had never met Iris so when she did, she was really sincerely pleased to. She seemed really nice, was funny, and was really pretty to top it all off as well. It was true— straight girls would probably go lesbian for her and she wouldn’t be surprised if they had. She wondered if she was next for a moment as she shook her head lightly, walking downstairs to the kitchen. She’d smelled a lot of smoke but didn’t mind it because she was generally the cause otherwise, and had at least gotten used to it because Princess hadn’t been around lately and there were very few cooks around the safehouse. Justice smiled widely at Iris and waved. “Well Captain, no harm done. Smoke is not a foreign object around here.” 

She went around the the fridge and pulled out the Hawaiian Punch, yes, the most sugary drink of them all. She was a sucker for Fruit Punch. “I’m pretty good, pretty girl, how’re you? I see your brownie-making has not been entirely too successful…” She chuckled. “Did you want any help? I’m not the best cook either, but two heads are always better than one, I suppose….” Justice smiled and brought down a glass from the cabinet, pouring the red liquid into the glass and taking a small sip. “Did you want a glass before I put it away?” She asked, offering the sugary drink. 

[iris-hart-blog]

Iris brushed her hands over her shorts, which didn't really do much apart from add floury hand prints on where they had just touched. "Thank god for that. I kind of burnt this last thing to a crisp. Pathetic attention span," she explained, rolling her eyes at her own stupidity. Since she had been nearby the fridge to save herself time from having to run around the place getting ingredients, she watched Justice pull out the fruit punch, digging her hands into a pockets (and again - forgetting they were covered in flour.) "Lovely to hear. I wouldn't want a pretty face like yours being miserable, actually,  I don't think anyone would!" Iris was already enjoying Justice's company, pleased that they'd set off with a good start.

"I'm doing alright. Yeah, it went a bit haywire ... I threw what was left in the bin, but I want to try again. Princess is usually in change of the cooking but she's okay with me coming in here to bake or cook, as long as I don't make too much of a mess." Even with the room still being faintly smoky, it was clean, and Iris was intending to keep it that way. "Hey," she put a hand on Justice's shoulder, half-jokingly. "I'm sure you can't be as terrible as I was when I first gave it a go. Besides, it's no fun without a little mayhem." She stood up straight and nodded cheerfully, "I'd love one. All that smoke has started to dry up my mouth, eugh."

[iris-hart-blog]

I had a wet dream about you. Yes, I will admit it.

Should I be flattered? What's the acceptable reaction to this? ... You know what, I'm just going to go with a mixture between flattered and slightly creeped out. But in a nice way.

[yukwon-nt-deactivated20120429]

[iris-hart-blog]

#i hope they’re deep and intense #or sexual

[iainwaxford]

Jesus..what did I start?

[iainwaxford]

Looks like it. 

[iris-hart-blog]

Best be responsible for your actions then, matey.

[iainwaxford]

I don’t even know how. I mean there is kissing and craziness and woah I was just talking about gossip girl.

[iris-hart-blog]

I've noticed we all tend to become a little over-excited and off topic once more and more people join in the conversation, so it's kind of expected.