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Ricky @ fam & friends: So hey uh
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“Am I crazy or this just slightly awesome?” Perhaps awesome wasn’t the word for it, but the fact they were surviving? Being badasses? That part was pretty awesome worthy. “Okay maybe not the attack part but us surviving and fighting part, pretty cool.”
open: “ i kind of love this vibe.” zoe said as she started to move her shoulder to the beat of the music. she did hope people would feel the same, but she couldn’t blame anybody here, because the last time an event like this ended up horrible. “ you coming to dance? ” she asked the other, hoping to raise up the mood around. @lkustart
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Valentina could feel eyes on her, not that she could blame them. Her hair had strands dipped in gold,matching the golden snake crown she wore. Her form fitting black dress with a large slit that left very little to the imagination. And the vibrant emeralds she…borrowed…made her own green eyes practically glow. She looked ethereal. she knew that much. “You know, if you stare medusa in her eyes you supposedly turn into stone.” she said out loud, turning her gaze to meet that of her admirer. Okay that may have been a little conceited but the outfit had her in a more confident mood….as if her ego needed more boosting. “You look good.” she said as looking them over. She was being…a little nicer. Only because it was Halloween. It was the one time of year you could be someone else…
“What’s your favorite scary movie?” Wylder snuck up on -insert Muse’s name-,placing the plastic knife at their throat. “and if you say child’s play i swear to god.” his voice was back to normal. Letting them go he went in front of them, removing his mask to show he’d styled his hair and added fake blood to look like Billy at the end of the movie. “So? What do you think? am I a better Billy Loomis or Ghostface?” he smiled.
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“Alright, alright - so what time do you think the giant swamp monster is going to get here?” Hazel asked, raising her brows. She couldn’t relax after what had happened at the Homecoming dance. They had all let their guards down and things had gone south so quickly. That being said, part of her really did hope that this was a Halloween party and nothing more because it was her favourite time of year. “Or do you think they’ll use something else to test us?”
Okay so maybe now that she was in a room full of people Marina felt very very exposed. Maybe this was too much. This was way too bold for her, looking down at the feather that layed gently on her chest. She rarely took it off, but it had never been so visible before. Her head stayed on a swivel, but stopped when she saw a familiar face walking towards her. “Please don’t say anything ….” she muttered, crossing her arms over her chest so they hid his feather. “this was a terrible idea…”
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“Has anybody seen Peter?” Emeli asked, voice raised to ensure that she was heard over the music that filled the place. She had been trying to spot him in the crowd but to no avail, but she was anxious to make sure that she got a photo of the two of them before they could get too carried away by the evening’s events. Emeli had taken a photo with Peter in their costumes every year since they were in diapers, and it meant a lot to her that she keep it going. It was definitely fun to look back on from time to time. “He’s the tall blonde one…kind of looks like a Disney prince?”
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“You can go ahead and take one if you really want to…I keep catching you sneaking glances when you think I can’t see” Jake’s lips stretched into an amused half-smile as he offered the small plate of treats towards the person sitting beside him. Despite some hesitation about the night’s events given what had happened last time the school held something like this, Jake had actually been having a pretty great time but he tired quickly in larger social settings like this one and he’d stopped to recharge for a few minutes. “What’s your costume?”
״what–” ales said as she turned around to see what was the strange thing that she saw from the mirror. “who is there?” she called out and since she can’t fully control her claws it came out as instient, great now she gonna have to clean her hands again. her roommate was out, but alex was sure she locked out her dorm after she left. since what’s happen she was never sure when she needs to be ready. she started to walk to the edge of her door frame with her hands up. @lkustart
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“Okay - Do I even want to know who’s bathroom this is?” Lucy’s nose wrinkled as she stepped out of the tub. This was seriously the last time that she let herself be talked into going to a dorm party where she only knew less than a handful of people. She had needed a night off from studying, however, but she had clearly gotten a little carried away.
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“I appreciate your concern and all but— scratch that, you know what, I don’t. I’m not here for this whole routine. I didn’t text you back and now I’m a fake ghosting bitch? You haven’t seen me be a bitch.” Poppy wasn’t here for it, she was too damn tired to play niceties with a self proclaimed ‘nice guy’ who was too butt hurt to take a hint. “And trust me, you don’t wanna. Now get out of my way before I make you.” Poppy wasn’t one often to threaten other people, but she also didn’t take threats to herself lying down. And any man (or person, she supposes, but it’s usually men) who was trying to force her somewhere she didn’t wanna be? Fucking threat.
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“19…20..21…” he trailed off. Ben needed to destress and so here he was in one of the training rooms working out. With his headphones on he didn’t notice his surroundings and mostly likely that someone had entered the room.
Maggie wrinkled her nose as she glanced at the couple nestled against the tree. The two were so entwined around each other that it was difficult to be sure where one person started and the other began. “They can’t be serious,” she said, more to herself than the person nearby. She wasn’t even really aware of the other person. “Why in the middle of campus? This is what a dorm room is for.” She had been sitting at one of the tables on the lawn, doing her homework, when the amorous couple had grabbed her attention with various noises, the most pleasant of which resembled a plunger being yanked from a toilet. “They’re acting juvenile,” she muttered, rolling her eyes.
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“It’s bullshit,” Ginny grumbled, glancing over at the person sitting next to her. “We might as well sit around the campfire and sing Kum Ba Yah if we’re going to be getting homework assignments like this.” She folded her arms over her chest, a soft huff leaving her lips. “I mean, write a letter to someone you miss? What the hell does that have to do with Solving Turmoil Without Violence?” Ginny scowled, turning her gaze down to her shoes. “I don’t even miss anyone,” she said, which was a blatant lie. “Who am I supposed to write about, Santa Claus? He used to bring me some really neat presents. I don’t feel that verklempt over the Tooth Fairy, though. What a creepy concept that is. What the hell is she doing with my baby teeth?”
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