Away From The Spotlight

Mae Taylor, 24  - "People like you are the reason I have to hide and pretend to be someone I’m not."

[itsmaetaylor-blog]

Guys, I've thought about this, and I'm leaving this RP. I really don't see the point in being here if I can't play my characters, and I have no motivation to keep pushing. Not to mention that I don't think I would be comfortable staying after recent events.

I hate leaving characters like this, but I'm REALLY tired of being ignored by almost everyone (not everyone, but like, 99% of the RP). Sorry to those who had plots with my characters, I know it sucks to make up excuses for why the character no longer is there. Either way, good luck!

Please, if you are the anon who has messaged me earlier, message me again? I'm not gonna make your message public, I just really want to know who it is... And maybe we could talk? Idk... (btw~ great advice ;) )

Oh, and that message on the main, I don't know who sent it, had to be someone from the group, since I hadn't made this public until now, but thanks. Maybe things will change now, and I hope they do.

Anyway, I'm not deleting my blogs (at least not yet), because I'm too clingy to the characters, and it feels like I would be killing them. It's already hard enough to say goodbye to them. 

But yeah, that's it!

Bye~

[druginducedmarling-blog]

Devyn hadn’t expected to see Mae here. Apparently the girl had been avoiding her since that night, not that she truly blamed her. It was a big secret and she was probably frightened that Devyn would go blab about it. Although she wasn’t the type of girl to do so, she still had a few question on the matter. Not that it was the time or place to ask them, she decided that they would have to wait. Once Mae turned around, Devyn glanced down and eyed her before returning her eyes towards the girls gaze. “You look nice.” It was a simple comment with a little smirk given. “I haven’t seen you in a while.”

[itsmaetaylor-blog]

To be honest, Mae missed her. Devyn was the only girl who had actually taken the time to talk to her and get to know her - maybe a little too much - ever since she got to New York. She was the only girl Mae could actually call a friend. The blonde wasn't sure if Dev felt the same way, if she saw them as friends too, but she did, and that was enough for her. Biting down on her bottom lip, she nodded shortly and turned to the other. "Thanks. You too." Mae said. She remained silent for another moment, and then was moving towards the other, pulling her into a hug. "I'm sorry. I know I've been a terrible person, but I miss you, and you are the only one who actually knows, besides my boss, and it's nice to have someone to share this, but it's also scary, and I don't know how to deal with it, so yeah... Sorry..." She mumbled quickly.

[hit-it-out-the-ball-park-deacti]

Why am I here?

Yeah okay I can’t dance alright

[itsmaetaylor-blog]

Trust me, you are better than Alessandro. [She said, leaning against the wall, feeling a bit awkward and uncomfortable in her outfit] 

[itsmaetaylor-blog]

Mae's outfit (but she is blonde) for the party~

[druginducedmarling-blog]

Devyn walked into the hotel with a smile on her face, knowing full well that tonight would be a good one. Setting her eyes on a tray of drinks, she quickly made her way towards it before plucking one off the table and taking a sip while she slowly scanned the room until finding something she liked. Setting her eyes on a person, she slowly made her way towards them. “Hi.” It was simple and innocent, but the intentions that played upon her features were nothing but innocent. 

[itsmaetaylor-blog]

Mae had been avoiding Devyn ever since the day she found out about her secret. Even though she knew that the other wouldn't run around telling the world what she had learned - or at least she hoped so -, the girl wasn't ready to face the fact that now she knew. And maybe coming to the party was a mistake, not only because she was a bit uncomfortable, but also because Dev would definitely be there. The girl was just standing near the bar, wishing she could dye her hair back to red - it would look a lot better with her outfit -, and mindlessly sipping at a drink, when Devyn's voice called out her attention. "Oh... Hi." Mae said, glancing at the other as she approached, blushing lightly and looking away quickly. "Hey."

[indulgvnce]

This is the dress code right?

[itsmaetaylor-blog]

Oh god...

[indulgvnce]

"I could say the same about my parents" he said with a grin. "I just have the one, and it was more of a bad trip, ate the wrong mushroom, thought a tattoo was a good idea" he said with a shrug. "Course not, I save that till we’re friends" he teased.

[itsmaetaylor-blog]

"I guess we all say that about our parents. But seriously, my mother is on a whole different level of craziness." She nodded, eyes a bit wide before Mae chuckled. "Stay away from mushrooms. Just a friendly advice." The girl beamed. "Ah, so right now I can do whatever without being scared of being analyzed? Awesome!"

[stephen-mathers]

Laughing he nodded. “They might be, but it means you’re apart of the family” he said with a grin. “You’ve become a friend to me on our few encounters Mae, so thank you for that.”

[itsmaetaylor-blog]

"Awe, Grandpy! I feel loved." She said, smiling at him. "You are very welcome. I know I'm awesome. Good job thanking me." Mae playfully gave him a gentle pat on the back before giggling softly. "Seriously, though, it's nice being friends with someone with a sexy accent. Thanks for that, too." 

[itsmaetaylor-blog]

Text || Wrong number

Eden: Hmm. Well, I'm sure you'll be fine. You haven't been arrested yet. There's still time for you.

Mae: That is true, but it's kinda scary to think of everything I'm gonna have to deal with at some point.

[itsmaetaylor-blog]

[She smiled at him, nodding softly] It must be very exciting. Listen, if you ever need help watching the little one, give me a call. And hey, I’m pretty sure you are going to be an amazing dad. 

[alessandro-genovese-blog]

It is! I will definitely give you a call. I bet you’d be a fun babysitter to have. And thanks. That means a lot.

[itsmaetaylor-blog]

Are you kidding me? I would be the best babysitter the world has ever seen! [She chuckled] No problem, Dancing Queen. Just make sure to embarrass your kid by dancing all the time. That's your obligation as a parent.

[druginducedmarling-blog]

[Devyn barely heard Mae walk into the living room as the sun rose. Already too tired from staying up late and reading through the different articles that adorned the floor. It was only when she heard the girl talking in a panicked tone that she let out a little whine as she slowly sat up from the couch, rubbing her eyes and wincing at the sore neck. Glancing down at the floor that was barely visible beneath the scattered magazines, Devyn sighed, remembering what she had read yesterday. When her eyes found Mae’s. She leaned back on the couch, making herself appear as relaxed as she possibly could.] I think it’s real. [ Giving her a soft smile, Devyn slowly sat up and crossed her legs beneath her.] Are you going to tell me what’s going on? I can already assume but I’d much rather you tell me yourself. 

[itsmaetaylor-blog]

[Her head hurt more than before, and the pure sight of all those colours, pictures of her, big letters stamped on the covers of the many magazines on the floor made her feel like just crawling back in bed until the world came to an end. Mae shivered lightly, putting both the glass and the banana on the coffee table and gulping again] I... I don't know what you are talking about. [She mumbled. What a stupid reply! What was she expecting? Devyn saying something like 'ah, sorry, I see... So someone put all these magazines here? Like a prank? Well, that's okay. Do you want some coffee'? Shaking her head lightly, the blonde moved back into her bedroom and quickly - incredibly quickly - got dressed in a pair of pyjama bottoms and a t-shirt. She moved back into the living room, grabbed her water and banana and let herself sit down on the other couch, avoiding Devyn's gaze] So... What happened last night? [She asked, trying to change the subject]

[emilystonedaily]

[emilystonedaily]

Emma Stone at Angus’ Cafe Bistro in New York

[emilystonedaily]

What I would like to do is try lots of things. When I first started out, there was no real plan. I still don’t have a plan. I’m still finding my footing and figuring out what it really is that makes me the happiest.

[druginducedmarling-blog]

[Devyn smiled at the girl as she turned towards the wall.] I’ll stay in there tonight. [She nodded, waiting until the girl fell asleep before heading into the living room and sitting down by the big box as she began emptying it and reading through the magazine articles, the words that were on the objects inside, quickly learning that Mae had a big secret of her own. Before she knew it, she fell asleep on the living room couch with magazines, pictures and objects scattered around the living room floor.]

[itsmaetaylor-blog]

[Mae woke up with a killing headache the next morning. She honestly didn't remember taking the pills, but if she did, she would probably thank Devyn and wonder how screwed up she would be now that she was awake if she hadn't taken them. Groaning lightly and shifting, she gulped, looking around for a moment. The blonde dragged herself out of bed and into the bathroom so she could take a shower and take some more pills. Anything to make her feel less like she was about to be sick. A few memories from the night before came to her, but not enough to actually make her regret doing anything, which was good. Wrapping a towel around her body, the girl made her way out of her room and into the kitchen, not even noticing Devyn in the living room. She grabbed a big glass of cold water and a banana, and headed to the living room to watch TV until she felt better. The sight of the other blonde and the many magazines scattered around the floor made her stop, though] What the... [She mumbled, eyes wide in fear as she gulped] Oh no... No, no, no... This is not real...

[itsmaetaylor-blog]

Text || Wrong number

Eden: No problem. Not that much? I mean, I don't know what this mistake was. But, whatever it is. I'm sure you can fix it with a bottle of Jack or the morning after pill.

Mae: I wish it was that simple...

[sonofkryptxn]

"Sean Atwood and I— WHAT?” He retorted, leaping from the bed and twirled around the room. “I have no idea.. like what the hell.” he added, swallowing hard before feeling his head begin to spin. “Oh, my head is so.. not good.” he mumbled, falling back down onto the bed as he gazed up at her.

[itsmaetaylor-blog]

Mae, raised a brow, watching him. "Yeah, I could say the same. Did I leave the door open again?" She asked, frowning a little when he falled back onto the bed. Carefully approaching him, Mae chewed on her bottom lip. "Are you... Are you okay?" The blonde asked, making a face.