Bunni scrunkle, wish I could make him scrunkly in game but no.. smooth boy generator :,)
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Bunni scrunkle, wish I could make him scrunkly in game but no.. smooth boy generator :,)
I just think space needs more clowns
Noah was the type that would drop anything and everything that he could for his best friends and for those he cared about. Noah had gotten dressed and stopped by the store grabbing Chaz favorite foods. He hopped that this would help cheer the male up and also his company would help them has well. He smiled putting his phone away has he knocked on the door. @chazrua
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Deciding to take the kids to the beach, Avery enjoyed the fact that the kids now had that kind of luxury. Instead of having to drive an hour out of the city through traffic to just get to some semblance of a beach, she could easily walk the kids there. It was a nice incentive to move to Santa Monica. Enjoying the view that she saw, she sat with Chaz and asked Bridget to take their picture. Of course Bridget being Bridget, she knew exactly what she was doing and immediately started instructing them on how to pose and where the best lighting was. Avery wasn’t all too sure where her daughter learned all of it but it was damn adorable. Once their daughter was done taking pictures, they were soon approached by a younger looking man, making Avery a little weary and pulling her daughter closer to her. She couldn’t help but laugh though at the man’s comment. “Oh yeah. She’s already a professional photographer,” Avery admitted and laughed. “We actually don’t really know where she got it from. I think it’s from all the youtube videos she’s watched.” x
[ x ] It was a family outing, all four of them out at the beach on a nice sunny weekend. A part of him had missed living so close to the beach, not having lived like this since before he even met Avery. Not that he disliked living in New York, but he had to admit, there was nothing like living by the beach. And it was great getting to see his kids experience a day like this. He and Avery were getting their photo taken by Bridget - who loved to do so and pretend like this was some high class fashion shoot. It always amused him the way she tended to direct them for a simple photo. He was smiling and staring at his daughter before someone approached them, clearly having seen the odd exchange going on. “Don’t mind my wife. Our daughter is a professional. She’s a prodigy.”
Oliver smiled at the family, even giving the little girl a small wave before he instructed Chewie to take a seat. He hadn’t learned that yet, so instead of actually sitting, he flopped on his back thinking Oliver was going to rub his belly. That would do for now. “Well, if she’s not doing it for a living now, she certainly could be once she’s older. Sorry, again. If this is weird. I’m a photographer myself. I couldn’t help find it amusing the way she instructed you guys. Now I haven’t seen her photos, but her instructions are pretty spot on.” He was looking at the girl’s parents at first until he looked down at their daughter. “Do you want to try your hand at a real camera?” Oliver lifted his camera and showed her. “It’s a bit heavier, but it’ll make your parents’s photo even better looking.”
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[ x ] Out at the beach walking Chewie and taking photos, he paused when he saw a little girl holding a phone up to take a photo of who he could only assume were her parents. The sight was an odd one while also amusing. Oliver couldn’t help but chuckle as he witnessed all of this. The little girl, while trying to take a picture of her parents, was instructing them on how to pose and where to be, as if she were some pro on a photoshoot. He was even close enough to hear her talk about the lighting every time she tried to take a picture. Not wanting to seem like some creep on the side, he stepped closer and approached the family. “I’m sorry. I hope this doesn’t sound weird, but does your daughter take pictures for a living?” he joked. “She just seems to know what she’s doing.”
A Chance Meeting || Chaz & Scout
Scout had just finished yet another exhausting but rewarding practice. She'd unwound her dark blonde hair, letting it fall around her shoulders freely so her scalp could cool off after her intense dance numbers. With her signature canvas dance duffel slung over a shoulder, she marched up the path she was taking, stifling a yawn as she checked her cell phone for the time. She had a few hours to kill before she had to head home and get ready for work, and she wanted to avoid her mom and sister for as long as she reasonably could. And after tonight she'd have to bandage her feet even more intensely than usual—Malibu would be wearing the 'Vixen Violet' heels today, that hurt like a bitch. In simple flats, a leotard, pink tights, and a tiny black practice skirt, Scout walked past the grassy patch close to the school. Even though she was saving her money for all of her dance practices, Scout was considering treating herself to a veggie wrap and chocolate milk from Little Asteria. God knew she deserved it after the morning she'd just had. Opening her bag, to pull out her wallet and see how much she had on her, she found herself bumping into someone else and dropping the contents of her bag onto the ground. "Oh my God," Scout said, kneeling on the ground as she began to pick up her things. " I'm sorry. I wasn't watching where I was..." Her voice faded off as she made eye contact with the other person, who she'd at first taken for a stranger. " Chaz?"
It's been a long and eventful night as it was. They had almost been killed multiple times now and here they are still stuck in the gym. It was a clear conclusion to Aryana that this wasn't just some stupid senior prank, something creepy is gong on here, and there is nothing anyone could do to stop it. It seemed like things were finally starting to calm down a little bit. It was like everything froze in mid air and fell to the ground. Maybe it was all over. Maybe they could finally go home.
Wrong.
There was this sort of draft in the room. All of a sudden Aryana just got this rush of cool air. Yet, all the doors were shut, and there were no windows. But, hey. Weirder things have happened tonight. and the weirdest is yet to come. In an instance there was a shift. Something about Aryana's whole demeanor changed. That small light in her eye that showed she had the slightest bit of humanity was gone. Her sarcastic smile was twisted into something much more devilish. Even her voice had changed. There was this echo to it, like there was someone else in there, another voice on top of her own. This wasn't Aryana anymore, this was Fate.
Oh, this is going to be fun.