dead hearts are everywhere

Aradia Megido. 15. Aries. A normal girl with the ability to move objects with her mind and hear the voices of the dead. written by Slander

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Well Crap

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Gamzee growled, not really at anyone, but more out of frustration. Get yourself under control before you hurt a motherfucker is what he kept telling himself over and over. “Nothing happened. Shit. Shit. I don’t even know. I don’t even know what happened.” He rambled, squeezing his eyes shut.

He was digging his nails into his palms, forcing himself to slide to the ground. “Some vodka would be fantastic.” He mumbled, knowing that the girl most likely didn’t have any. Fuck, he didn’t even have any since the university took his stash when they went through his stuff upon admission. Fuck this, he thought.

Forcing himself to take a deep breathe he open his eyes, looking up at the girl for the first time.

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Of course, she didn’t have any booze. But she did go right to the minifridge and took out a bottle of water, twisting open the cap quickly she offered it to him. “Here, water might help, right? Water usually helps with… Things like this? Doesn’t it?” Whenever something went wrong, people were always offered water, maybe this would help him a little bit too?  Aradia was more scared for his wellbeing then she was about her own.  “Maybe you should sit down too?” It’d sure make it a hell of a lot easier for her to see him, she was hoping he’d make imprints when he sat.  To reinforce her offer, she cleared her things off of her bed and straightened out the blankets for him. 

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Gamzee glanced up at her, clenching his hands in attempt to cease their shaking. He nodded, forgetting for a moment that she couldn’t see him, before answering her. “Some water would be all up and great right now,” he said, his voiced strained. He padded over to her bed where she was arranging the pillows, his feet shuffling along the ground. He managed to steady his breathing, albeit the fact that he was still shaking a bit.

He sat down, his fingers curling around the bottle of water that he had taken from her outstretched hand, and quickly gulped down some of it. He let out a staggering nreath, before thanking her.

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"It's not a problem," Aradia assured her. She wasn't sure what she could do to actually help him. "Do you need anything else?"

Right now, she was too busy trying to figure out what was happening to this invisible guy to really process anything else.

"Oh and uh, I'm Aradia, by the way. Aradia Megido. Hey."

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this one’s a keeper

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wvhere aren’t thy romeo?

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Cronus almost jumps out of his skin when he hears the fellow students voice, turning to face the other and hiding the book behind his back as his expressive faces were exchanged for his signature cocky grin.

“And hide this prize wvinnin’ face?  Nah doll, that’d be a crime.  ‘least durin’ practice.  Might wvhere some masks at the performance, if only ta make sure people pay ‘ttention to the play and not just me.”  He hums, shrugging at her.

“You a theatre fan?”  He asks, relaxing a little and slipping from the role of Puck the cocky fairy to Cronus the cocky lady killer (at least thats what he called himself).  It was not a difficult transition.

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She couldn’t help but laugh a little bit at his attitude. Well, it was good he was so confident in himself, especially if he planned on being a performer. “Really, I just think those horse masks are pretty funny. That would probably be more distracting than any face.” Aradia made a point not to exactly agree with him or disagree. Not that she thought anything negative about him, in fact, she didn’t even know who this guy was, she just never really thought much about peoples looks.  “Not so much of a theatre fan as a history fan. And theatre comes up a lot in history. Period, cultures, etc and etc.” She gave a shrug. “I know some of my historical writings,” 

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wvhere aren’t thy romeo?

Cronus paced the grass in the schools east side, a playbook in one hand and the other making gestures as he spoke to himself.  Most might have assume, given the boys reputation, he was practising pick up lines.

Most would be wrong.

“Thou speak’st alright; I am the merry wvanderer of the night!”  He smirks as he speaks, trying to match his facial expressions and his words perfectly with the gestures he made.

The teacher in charge of the drama club had told him that exaggeration was the key, to keep his movements and expressions fluid, big, and exaggerated.  Then the teacher had assured Cronus it’d come naturally, that the role of Puck the fairy was perfect for the greaser.

“I jest to Oberon and make him smile.”  Cronus continued his lines, trying to keep his accent out of them.  The teacher was right too, who better to play a character full of himself who demanded attention than a boy full of himself that demanded attention (or at least tried to).

“Wvhen I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile,”  He added, focused completely on his lines and his practising over everything and anyone else.  “Neighing in likeness of a filly foal…”  On and on he continued, and when he was done with the scene he repeated, trying to memorize it and get everything perfect.  A dedication he didn’t show for his maths or English work.

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Never in her life had she seen anything like that.  It was almost funny really, watching from the distance as the boy paced back and forth making the most extravagant of hand gestures while he spoke. Reading from a book, Aradia noted. She figured it was safe to assume that it was from some play.  She found herself making her way closer to the boy. Her bag bumping against her hip as she walked. Right away, she was able to tell it was Shakespeare, from the moment she heard the words. The style was so blatantly obvious to the Elizabethan era, and of course, unless this kid was an overly prestigious asshole, it would have to be Shakespeare. She couldn’t identify which play.  “You don’t look much like a horse,” She finally spoke out loud, a bright grin forming on her face while she did so. “You should get one of those rubber horse mask things, you know? I think that would be great effect!” 

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The Sound of Silence

It was something all too unfamiliar to Aradia. Why with her usually constantly rambling away in her head, or the vague sounds of spirits trying to break through, or even just the general static of other people and the white noise of the Earth. But today, was silent. Or at least, it was in the library.  The librarian didn’t seem to be doing much of anything, other than taking notes down, and Aradia was far enough away that she didn’t hear any noise they were making. As far as she could tell, she was the only one in the library.  She had first come there to do some reading for her history class, but found something about the place that was oddly peaceful. Almost too peaceful, she would say. It was too quiet to focus, she argued to herself. But allowed herself to embrace it. Enjoy the weird silence. Clear her mind and allow for herself to not think.  .... It was all well, for a while. She wasn’t quite sure how long it had been when the noise of the library door being opened and shut disturbed the silence, as well as the persons footsteps into the place. Peeking Aradia’s curiosity, she glanced over. 

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I’m More of a Danger to Myself

Which is what Aradia told herself every day. Her powers, sure could cause people to freak out. “Oh my God, that girl sees dead people and isn’t Haley Joel Osment!” or “What? Did the Ghost-Girl just faint?!”. Both of those things, however, made her not really dangerous, just at a high risk of injuring herself.  Up until the point she told them she had telekinesis.  That was more dangerous to others. She was just about to learn that extent.  She was calm person, most of the time. She hardly ever found herself to be really upset, or really frustrated. If anything, most of her emotions were very positive. It was hard to be positive when you are fairly certain you have just broken your foot.  Aradia never thought she could actually hurt herself in her explorations. She had done them more times than she could count, but maybe, trying to climb to the top of gazebo just because you can wasn't a good idea. Especially if it turns out that you can’t. She learned that the hard way.  And the other thing she learned the hard way that there was times when she wasn’t all too capable of controlling her telekinetic abilities and it was in that moment when she fell back, landing on her foot in the most terrible way that lead her back into falling on her bum in the way she was most certain would bruise and the pain that shot through her body from the injury she had sustained that caused her yelp of pain and every single rock around her, whether it be a small pebble or a larger stone to go flying in all directions.  And hit someone. Right in the face.  Shit. 

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Roommates

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Roxy gave a nod. “Hella, I’m taking biology too, might have you in that, or Phys Ed and the basic ones. Otherwise I’m in all the computing classes and some extra half-courses just to fill up the requirements.” She crouched down to look through the DVD collection, lips pursed.

“Hey, y’know what? I’ll try an’ set up an extra server on my old tower and we can use all that storage space for the movies. I’ll copy and convert them to MP4 so we can just hook up the T.V. to the network and watch whatever shit we wanna. I already have, like, a selection of other vids and stuff stored on my hard-drive too, so would it be chill if I copied some of this stuff onto there, make a big collection and yea?” She held up a movie, Journey to the Center of the Earth. “Haven’t seen half of these in years, like, wowza, this is a trip back to down memory lane, ‘cept memory lane is filled with bad asses.”

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Aradia nodded. It’d be alright to have a couple of classes with her roommate. Working together and studying would be nice, as well as just having someone she knows in those couple of classes. She nodded as Roxy went on to explain what she could do with the DVDs, and it did sound of a hell of a lot more convenient than actually using all of the discs and DVD player.  “Yeah, that sounds cool!” She smiled brightly. Her excitement being kicked up a notch with the fact that Roxy was also interested in the same sort of films. So far, it seemed like they were going to have a good time living together. 

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Well Crap

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Gamzee growled, not really at anyone, but more out of frustration. Get yourself under control before you hurt a motherfucker is what he kept telling himself over and over. “Nothing happened. Shit. Shit. I don’t even know. I don’t even know what happened.” He rambled, squeezing his eyes shut.

He was digging his nails into his palms, forcing himself to slide to the ground. “Some vodka would be fantastic.” He mumbled, knowing that the girl most likely didn’t have any. Fuck, he didn’t even have any since the university took his stash when they went through his stuff upon admission. Fuck this, he thought.

Forcing himself to take a deep breathe he open his eyes, looking up at the girl for the first time.

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Of course, she didn’t have any booze. But she did go right to the minifridge and took out a bottle of water, twisting open the cap quickly she offered it to him. “Here, water might help, right? Water usually helps with... Things like this? Doesn’t it?” Whenever something went wrong, people were always offered water, maybe this would help him a little bit too?  Aradia was more scared for his wellbeing then she was about her own.  “Maybe you should sit down too?” It’d sure make it a hell of a lot easier for her to see him, she was hoping he’d make imprints when he sat.  To reinforce her offer, she cleared her things off of her bed and straightened out the blankets for him. 

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Roommates

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Roxy tilted her head at a couple posters, kinda amused. She was glad at least Aradia liked technology and didn’t seem all that antisocial, good qualities in a roommate. She didn’t try and touch the things for now, unsure if that was going to be crossing some kind of line or something. Instead, she pulled her bag over and pulled out some gum, taking out a piece for herself and offering Aradia some as she directed her attention to the other girl’s belongings, pointing in interest “You a fan of Jones, huh? He’s a pee chill man, tee bee hch, what with all the escaping death and all that jazzy shit. Also, like, what classes you into and stuff? So I can figure out if we’ll be in the same ones or anything, yeah?” Roxy tilted her head at Aradia, blowing a bubble with her gum and smiling as it popped.

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Aradia accepted the offering and popped the piece into her mouth with a nod. “Huge fan of Jones,” She responded, her usual grin still remaining on her face. “As for classes I’m in...” She picked up the loose paper again, which carried her schedule. “Well, the few required courses. Math, English, for my Science I’m taking Biology, History, well, two different history’s. American History and World History. Phys Ed, Archaeology, and Drama,” Aradia concluded.  She placed out her pile of DVDs, largely adventure movies, out in a stack beside the TV, as well as setting up the DVD player. “Feel free to watch whatever you’d like,” She told Roxy, before finally moving to unpack her clothes. 

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Roommates

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Roxy lifted her head up from the magazine, having heard the door open and Aradia speaking to her. She makes a little oh noise and drops the magazine to the side, sitting up on her bed instead of lounging on it. She smiled back at the other girl, taking her appearance.

“Aduh! Course it is. Tee bee hch, I just randomly decided to make myself at home in this dorm bee see it was hella drab looking and needed some livening up. And, oh em gee, would you look at that? The room magically is signed under the exact same name as my own. What’re the chances o’ that?”

She stood up from the bed, kinda just nudging the pink and white plushie under the bed. “And, heck, I’m vee sorry about kinda taking over half the room wh all my shit, I just rly couldn’t be bothered waiting and stuff, y’know? Might as well get it all over and done with.” Roxy shrugged. “There should still be plenty’a space left in the bathroom for all your stuff, tho I don’t really mind sharing or anything.”

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“It’s cool. I like what you’ve done!” Aradia beamed at her. She moved and dumped her bag onto the bed, and then placed the suitcase beside it. Unzipping the suitcase to reveal her (if she did say so herself) pretty sweet set of items. Her own posters, computer, DVD player, large collection of DVD’s and comic books, as well as various other knick-knacks she had collected over the years.  She didn’t care all too much about unpacking her other things yet. And just went right into setting up her half of the room. Which ended up to be largely filled with Indiana Jones things. Things she of course, couldn’t bare to part with on this new adventure in her life. 

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eeeyyyyyy

lyrics are mine!

art: (http://edwina414.tumblr.com/post/86678699947/aradia-0u0)

download: (http://tindeck.com/listen/rfpww)

original song: Bulletproof by La Roux

Lyrics:

Been there, done that, ran around


I had my fun, you put me down


Can’t believe I let you make a move so cheap


I won’t let you win again


Those messages I would send


You ignore and we could pay for it again


Almost burned this bridge shore to shore


You broke my back, so I broke yours more

I’m not put off to death, but let’s keep this clean


Been there, done that, ran around
I had my fun, you put me down


Can’t believe I let you make a move so cheap



This time baby,
I’ll be, bulletproof


This time baby,
I’ll be, bulletproof



I won’t let you turn around


I’ll tell ya how you’re much too proud


Don’t walk away from something if it’s hurt


Do, do, do, your dirty words


Come out to play when you are hurt


There are certain things can’t be left unsaid



Tick, tick, tick, tick on the clock

Your life’s too short, your death was just


Oh, baby, your time is running out


I won’t let you turn around


I’ll tell ya how you’re much too proud


Don’t walk away from something if it’s hurt



This time baby,
I’ll be, bulletproof


This time baby,
I’ll be, bulletproof [repeat 2x]



This time…I’ll be…bulletproof [repeat 2x]



This time baby,
I’ll be, bulletproof


This time baby,
I’ll be, bulletproof [repeat 2x]

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hello im back. i took a short break to finish recording some songs because i had a cold last week. i hope you like this!

lyrics:http://berryciesta.tumblr.com/post/31945473520/titanium

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artwork: (http://haisukka.tumblr.com/post/44857794944)

original song: titanium by david guetta (but really sia)

You built this form, But I won’t say this is okay Want to be warm, not freezing cold I’m somewhat here, but all your feelings ricochet You brought me back, but I’m not whole I’m bulletproof, I’ll fight for you Fire away, fire away Ricochet, King’s takin’ aim Fire away, fire away You brought me back but I’m so cold I am titanium You brought me back but I’m so cold I am titanium All the parts That make me what you want of me Blue heart and ghostly soul Take your blood, full of lies, a love not mine Torn apart, I’m in controll I’m bulletproof, I’ll fight for you Fire away, fire away Ricochet, Jack’s takin’ aim Fire away, fire away You brought me back but I’m so cold I am titanium You brought me back but I’m so cold I am titanium I am titanium I am titanium Cold, hard, doomed clones Really I am just alone Cold, hard, I might explo-o-o-ode I’m coming back, I won’t stay cold More than titanium I’m coming back, I won’t stay cold More than titanium I’m coming back, I won’t stay cold More than titanium I’m coming back, I won’t stay cold More than titanium More than titanium

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Roommates

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Once Roxy had managed to find her Dorm, she was surprised to find her roommate wasn’t there yet. She slipped inside and shut the door, glancing around curiously, lips pursed. It didn’t seem like that bad of a place, and Roxy only really needed a bed at the very least. She was thankful there was a bathroom and small space in which she could relax.

She checked out the two beds and tossed her shoulder bag onto the one furthest away from the window. Also, it was conveniently closer to the charging point. She let her suitcase fall to the floor, stretching her arms over her head and cracking her knuckles, looking around the place.

“Well, this place needs a friggen makeover, ayy ess ayy pee.”

Within a dozen minutes or so, she had unpacked all of her belongings, some of which was clothes, makeup and study equipment. But she had managed to bring along some extra items for personalization, including her books, a wizard/kitty plush, various electronic retro gaming consoles(Customized, who do you take Roxy for? One of those fake Gamer Girls? Hell naw!), a couple screens, a laptop, and her favourite replica .308 DKS-501, bright red, of course. She had tried to keep it all on one side of the room, the poster of a novel stuck to a wall, violin hidden under her bed, clothes in drawers, but some things seemed to just… spread. Wow, wonder how that happened.

She’d picked up one of her magazines and was reading it over on her bed, knowing that she didn’t have any class today, unknowing of when her roommate was to arrive. Roxy just hoped she wouldn’t be one of those… uhm, yeah, just, Roxy wanted someone she could get along with, no arguments and stuff.

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After Aradia finally found the room, after exploring the building for ages, she came across the room. Surprised to find it already unlocked. Guess that meant her roommate was already there. Time for the meeting. Aradia held her breath, pushing the door open.  And the variety of things around the room astonished her. The gaming systems caught her eye first, which was a very appealing quality in a roommate, then the posters, all the tech equipment, and then finally the girl. To whom Aradia greeted with a bright grin, putting her suitcase and bag aside.  “Hey! I’m Aradia! And you must be Roxy?” She double-checked the admissions paper in her hand to assure she got the girls name right. That would be a terribly awkward way to introduce yourself to a roommate. Even worst if it so happened that Aradia had come across the wrong room. 

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Morning(ish)

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Sollux kicked the door shut behind him, eyebrow raised. Man, how hard did she get hit? The girl he faced seemed somewhat dazed, but he speculated that her behavior may have had something to do with whatever had caused her to run in the first place. It could also be due the fact that she kind of just went head first into a solid slab of wood. Maybe both, probably the latter, but he’d pry for an answer anyways.

“I think you’d have to apologize to the door.” He quipped, adjusting his glasses back into place, “I’m being totally facetious, by the way. Please don’t psychically woo my door if that’s, like, the super special thing you do.”

He cut his stupid musings short, considering he’d already made a pretty bad impression by outright injuring her and all. “I mean, are you alright? Why the hell were you running?”

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She was in all honest about to make quite the dramatic apology to the door, but stopped herself when he mentioned it. Good thing he did. She probably would have made a huge fool out of herself had she actually done it. But no, it was a perfectly fine encounter still.  And she didn’t hesitate to tell him why she ended up crashing into the door.  “In short, I have a habit of fainting, a lot,” She didn’t explain why she fainted so often, “And I could feel it coming on, so I was just trying to make it back to my room so I could at least pass out on my bed, or you know, somewhere better than a hallway, but I didn’t quite make it and kinda.. crashed into the door.” She offered a sheepish grin. “So sorry about that. I didn’t mean to interrupt you on.. your journey to wherever you’re going.”  She rubbed her forehead again. It still ached. “Seriously, sorry about that. Especially to the door, didn’t want to hurt it’s feelings.” Ugh, did you really just say that? 

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;; I Might Get Into A Little Bit of Trouble

A little bit of trouble would be an understatement. Aradia knew her blackouts happened, she knew they could happen at any given time. What she didn’t know is that they could happen right when she was making everything in the very room she was in float about 10 feet above the ground.  She also didn’t think that she would black out so fast that everything would drop without her control, and practically everything would break.  It was just some empty classroom, which is why Aradia thought it was a safe space. Who would ever come in there? No one, of course. Not while she was in there at least. The possibility seemed absurd. But now, everything was broken. Desk legs bent and shattered. The plastic on the chairs cracked and bent. The large desk intended for a teacher split right in half.  This was trouble indeed.  Once Aradia got to her senses she slipped out of the room, shutting the door carefully behind her. No one had to know it was her who broke practically everything in that room.  “I wouldn’t go in there if I were you,” She said to the first person who passed. Which was totally not suspicious at all. Aradia was of course, a casanova when it came to be sauve.