Armani

Armilla. Sixteen. Junior.

[bob-belcher]

🎃 HAPPY HALLOWEEN! 🎃

[x-armani-x]

parkmin--seo‌:

“I don’t doubt it. Soon, we’ll be seeing your face all over our televisions and the big screen. I’ll be able to say I know a celebrity, so that’s cool.” Minnie mused. From anyone else, it might have sounded playful, but she was being genuine. It wasn’t like her to not lift other people up. “I suppose that’s true. Lucky me. But maybe I’ll google you in the future, just to see how big of a celebrity you’ve become.” She said with a grin. “Me? Nothing. I mean, I was gonna eat, but I was headed outside because it’s too beautiful today to eat in the cafeteria.” 

"Okay, but I expect to be a household name by the time I’m twenty-five. So, if you have to google me, to find out what I’m doing in 2030, just know I’ve probably already given up and moved to Brazil, to start over.” He mentioned, with a shrug. “People eat outside? Great. I’ll come with you.” He began walking, throwing flyers up as they passed tables. “Gotta share the news with more people.” 

[x-armani-x]

ceciantez‌:

On the brink of waling right back out the door she had just walked in Ceci halted, turning her head around she lifted her brows in curiosity, “Wait.., you do daily nude yoga?” Was all she said as she awaited a response, not moving another inch because she was too intrigued to make an exit. 

“I have a soul, so yeah. I wish more people around here did.” He replied, making his way to the door. Mostly over the initial shock. “Now, there’s rules in room 165, about knocking. So, you gotta pay up.” 

[x-armani-x]

alythewhateverr‌:

Aly stared at the boy, unable to properly process the words he had spoken. “What are you talking about?”

"Nothing. When’s the party?” 

[x-armani-x]

domxkyle‌:

“Is all of your real names armani? Or was that a change type of thing?” He asked mostly out of curiosity. “I am at lacrosse, I’m not as good in the others but i’m pretty good.”

"No, ‘Armani Code’ and ‘Armani Diamonds’ is what I called them back in Carnifex, and then everyone started doing it. Like everything else I do.” He shrugged, sipping on his water. “Are you serious? Or this that lower-middle class humbleness I’ve heard so much about?” 

[x-armani-x]

maiacroft‌:

Maia was hopeful at first and her expression mildly mirrored that as Armani guessed the action she was doing. Until he said got it. Letting out a disappointed sigh, she shut her eyes briefly before opening them again and dropping her hand. “You said shooting. So, I’m gonna say that you got it right.” She said before she placed the stapler down. Was it even better that Armani was here? For a brief moment, she couldn’t help but think that he wasn’t all that different from Noah. 

Noah shook his head as he had returned his attention back to his phone once Maia didn’t accept his answer. “How does that even make sense?” He asked Armani. “Are Clevelands even on any of the dollar bills? So dumb.” He muttered the last bit with a scoff as he kept his attention on his phone. Maia looked between the two, and well, she remained quiet. What was the point of this whole thing? There was no way in hell she was going to win with such a hopeless team. Walking away from the table of objects, she sat down on the ground beneath her and stared off for a moment before looking up. “Armani go next.” She spoke. 

“Pft, he’s just gonna make no sense. I should go next. That’ll be the smarter move. It’s like you’re all a bunch of morons at this stupid school.” He said with a shake of his head. Clenching her jaw at his insult, she pressed her lips into a thin line, “you can go last and prove that you’re the smartest.” She stiffly spoke.

“Shut up, Pencil-neck. I got it right, unlike you.” He replied, with crossed arms and narrow eyes. “That’s right. I forgot only the elite know about the thousand dollar bill.” Something that wasn’t entirely made up. He walked passed Noah to get the item he would be using. Noah was annoying, but Armani would take him over Liam any day. At least Noah was straight up. Liam was a boarder line narcissist manipulator. 

That was when Armani let his eyes move to the other visitor. “I’m hopeless, aren’t I?” The young boy spoke out. “Please stop. When this is over I can get you the number of a professional to help, but in the mean time, help us win this thing.” And then Noah spoke again. “I mean, he’s not wrong about this school. And he hasn’t even heard about the dorms.” 

Armani picked up a white Apple Magic Mouse. He always thought those looked like a quartz gemstone. Holding it to his chest, Armani closed his eyes and inhaled. “Okay, guess.” 

[maiacroft]

To put it simple: Noah didn’t really understand the game. And to be frank, he didn’t really care to understand it. As Maia and Armani got halfway through explaining the rules to him, he found himself casually lifting his phone out of his pocket; deciding that checking his Insta feed was a lot more entertaining than watching the two make a fool of themselves trying to demonstrate. In the moment he was confronted, Noah snapped. “I don’t care about this shit.” He said, his voice raising a bit when he did. “It’s just a bunch of stuff. I don’t think I’ve played pretend with random toys since I was like, four or something.”

Maia was wondering how she hadn’t snapped at this kid yet. It was a wonder to her, but frankly enough Knot having to deal with Noah alone during this helped. She didn’t feel like she was the only one dealing with this garbage. Hearing Noah, yet again, declare that he didn’t care for the activity, she wasn’t even surprised. Turning to him, she wasn’t even listening at this point when he spoke. She realized that his issue wasn’t that he didn’t want to play the games, even though that may be true, but it was that he really didn’t understand. “It’s easy.” She said blankly. “Look.” She said before she picked up a stapler and displayed it to him. “This is a stapler.” She said, her tone condescending at this point, earning her an eye roll from him. “Obviously.” He muttered under his breath.

“You never know these days.” She said with a fake grin. “Anyways…” She trailed off before she straightened it out and held it up before shooting a stapler out towards an empty area, using it as a weapon. “How am I using it? What does it look like I’m using it for?” She asked, slowly in hopes that he would get it this time.

“…Stapling?” Noah said, confused as to what the hell she was doing. Maia’s face dropping, almost like all life left her features. Looking to Armani, she shook her head. “You got anything?” @x-armani-x​

[x-armani-x]

The fact that Armani was a brat himself both helped and hindered him in this school competition. For one, it was easy to get inside the heads of these annoying kids, which weren’t even that much younger than him. Technically they were teenagers, just like him and Maia. That was how he began dealing with Liam, the self-pitier. Still, Armani may have even less patience than the young visitors did. When the word ‘competition’ was thrown out, however, Armani was in it to win. 

The blond junior raised his brows, because truthfully, he didn’t understand the activity either, but apparently he just had to make a guess... “It looks like you’re shooting... You’re shooting the sky.” He snapped his fingers. “Got it. You’re pretending it’s a money gun, showering us with Benjamins and Clevelands.” 

Liam was probably off to the side crying on his Tumblr about how much people at Luxor hated him. Ever since Armani had called him out for his self-pitying behavior, he’d quieted down. And anytime that Liam began again, Armani would kindly remind him of it. He made sure not to cross into ‘bullying’, but in the end it wouldn’t matter how nice or mean Armani was, Liam would still make himself out to be the victim. Armani looked at it as killing two birds with one stone, though. Since he hadn’t forgotten about the text.  

[x-armani-x]

jenevievemccoy‌:

Jenevieve froze. “How can a bag of marshmallows be poison?” she asked confused. “Why-why would I be hazed” She said dropping the marshmallow in her hand. 

“Do you know how much sugar is in that?” Armani questioned, looking at the bag because he didn’t know himself but he knew the percentage was high, even with low fat alternatives. “I don’t know, you tell me... This marshmallow thing ... it’s a hazing game, I believe.” Liam made sure his deep sigh was audible by all around. Followed by questioning why he was even here, and expressing how horrible he thought Armani was to him for not giving him every moment of his day. With a shrug, Liam began to walk away. Which Armani failed to notice. 

[jenevievemccoy]

Happy to have a break from her little devil, she was happy to be talking to some non bratty people. “You really want me to stick as many of these in my mouth and say chubby bunny?” She said considering it

@luxorstarters​

[x-armani-x]

Armani came in just in time to stop the girl. “Don’t put that in your mouth.” He swatted it away. “That’s poison!” He exclaimed, grabbing the bag and showing it to her, as if that proved it. “What is going on? Are you being hazed or something!?” Liam, the self-pitying brat was beside him looking sad and quiet.  

[x-armani-x]

xsorakim‌:

Sora could see Abby glaring at the ground. like she was attempting to burn holes in it with her eyes, but she didn’t ask how she could make her happier. Her goal today was to deter the brat away from ever wanting to step foot on the grounds of Luxor again, and not to convince her that this was the school for her. It might have been the first time Sora had found herself grateful to the circle, because at least they were giving her a way out of being nice for long. “Is that a serious question?” She teased, before letting out a laugh. “Honestly, a spa day is going to be heaven after a day like this. Spoiling myself is exactly the way to recover from this day-long headache.” 

Armani was curious about the text that came in earlier that day. The circle always seemed to come and ruin their fun, but this event wasn’t like the others. This was work, which could become more bearable if some drama came out. So long as it didn’t ruin the rest of Armani’s weekend. “Great. You drive.” He mentioned, making a mental note to let the spa know he and Sora were coming. “They do this new skin treatment where you put on a helmet full of bees. All the celebrities are doing it, and it’s good for the bees too, or whatever. 

[x-armani-x]

xsorakim‌:

“Wow. That must be so hard for you. Cry me a river.” Abby replied before Sora had the chance to say anything, a scoff leaving her afterward. 

“Ignore her. She’s moody because I couldn’t give her a matching bracelet to the necklace I was wearing.” Sora ignored the look Abby gave her. “Anyway, sounds rough and I can one thousand percent relate. I haven’t had a single second to focus on myself and it’s a tragedy.” Was she exaggerating? Absolutely, but she wasn’t used to having to be the one giving someone their way; she was typically the one getting her way. “But just think of it this way, when this is all over, you can go back to making everything about you.” 

"I was definitely going to.” He pointed out with a chuckle, not taking his attention away from Sora. Armani had never been good with kids, even though the brats were still technically teens, like them. Being responsible for another person, other than himself, was not something he would ever want to do. Unless he was getting something out of it, which he was in this case. Liam wouldn’t stop glaring at the blond, but Armani ignored. “Definitely. I’m reserving a spa day for tomorrow. You want to join me?” 

[x-armani-x]

colson-jackson‌:

Colson’s nose scrunched up getting a whiff of Armani’s cologne. It was good but it was stronger than Cole liked. “Fuck dude. I need coffee beans up my nose, now.” He rubbed at his nose a few times. “What? No I don’t want to start. You start. You apparently plan all of these wonderful fucking events.” He groaned turning to look at the kid in front of them. 

Liam was quiet looking at the two of them with curiousness in his eyes. “Are you two roommates?” He asked motioning between Cole and Armani. “Yeah what gave you that idea?” Colson scoffed rolling his eyes. That’s when Liam’s bottom lip began to wobble. His shoulders hunched forward. He began to burst out crying. At first it was nothing, but he then let out a vicious scream. It had everyone turn to look at the kid. Colson eyes went wide, “Why are you crying!?” He exclaimed. 

“Not in front of the kid, C.” He replied, dropped a look on his roommate, before taking a deep breath. Mostly giving Colson the chance to go first because of the old saying ‘age before beauty’. “You’re thinking of student council. I plan fun events. Parties, dances, the occasional seance.” Which was fair to assume, since normally it was a member of student council who also ran the events committee. 

Armani was ready to begin before the short exchange between the other two led to the kid crying for some reason. “What the hell did you say to him?” Armani looked to Liam trying to understand what was wrong, completely unaware of that kind of Brat they’d be stuck with for the rest of the day. 

[xsorakim]

After receiving the message from the circle basically threatening The Carnifex students if they made the newbies feel welcome, Sora was already over the day. Her goal had been to win so she could choose not to take her finals, and she hated losing. But it was either lose or risk the wrath of the circle, so of course she was going to settle for losing. Thus far, she’d been giving the brat everything that she wanted. Her plan was to use less obvious attempts at deterring her from wanting to attend Luxor; scare her with stories, show her terrifying things that she’d planted, that sort of thing. Speaking of the brat… “Give me your necklace. It’s pretty and I want it.” The thirteen year old girl gestured to the necklace around Sora’s neck. Plastering on the brightest smile she could manage, she said, “Whatever you want, princess,” before removing the necklace from her neck and dropping it into the girl’s hand. “Happy?” She asked, biting back the urge to scoff. “Ecstatic, but I could be better. It isn’t shiny enough.” 

Turning her head away for a brief second, Sora rolled her eyes. She opened her mouth to suggest they get something to eat, before she heard someone approaching. “Having fun?” She doubted anyone was having fun at this point, but she was merely desperate to not talk to the brat for at least a few minutes. ( @luxorstarters​ ) 

[x-armani-x]

“No. I’m not.” He expressed. “I haven’t had a moment to myself all day. And by that, I mean I haven’t gotten to make anything about me.” A disapproving tone. He’d gotten the self-pitying brat that wanted to make everything about how much his life sucked, and anyone that didn’t constantly baby him, he would call out for it. The girl questioning was the first chance he’d gotten to make anything about him, all day. So obviously, Armani wasn’t going to give up that opportunity, even if the girl wouldn’t care. 

[gabrielx-wolf]

@x-armani-x​

Colson had no idea where Armani was but he hoped he would show up soon before he had to actually talk to the kid. Colson wasn’t good with kids they always seemed to find a point to jab someone with, over and over. Colson felt like everyone was excited to meet their little. Colson just stared at the different kids picking out which one he would vibe with better. That would be the one he wanted. Any little girl with a My Little Pony collection was going to be traded in. 

Colson and Liam were paired up together. “Hey,” He mumbled to the kid. The two sat down at one of the cafeteria tables. There was another group close by but at least there was some distance. “I’m Colson,” He said to the boy. The two exchanged names. Colson looked around the room for Armani, ready to kill him if he left him with Liam. 

[x-armani-x]

A few minutes later, Armani walked up to the rest of his group. He was neither excited nor against the open house. He was going to try to win, of course, but mostly because he was hella competitive. Could he do that while still discouraging the newcomer, though? 

“Alright. Let’s do this thing.” He told the team, removing his sunglasses and taking a seat. After another quick exchange of names, Armani looked to his roommate. “You wanna start the activity?” 

[x-armani-x]

xsorakim‌:

“Too busy eating apples and being amazing, for that.” She corrected seriously, ignoring the look that he was giving her. Sora wasn’t about to tell anyone that she had no actual recollection of how she’d ended up there. Sure, she had an idea, but it wasn’t anyone else’s business. “Sounds like something someone says before they get brainwashed.” She deadpanned, though her lips twitched as she said the words. “Even if you find the circle, I doubt they’ll give up the dungeon so easily. It’s one against however many there are of them– do you think you could win?” She asked, raising a brow as she watched him climb into the freezer. “Gee, thanks, but who said I was planning on going back to bed anyway?” She tossed the apple into the trash, before jumping down from the counter. “I’m not getting into the freezer, but I can shine a flashlight in there if you need more light.” 

"How could I forget that part?” He spoke out, a slight sarcasm in his voice. Armani chuckled as his attention went to where ever the flashlight was shining, trying to think of where he would put the entrance to a dungeon if it were his.  “Okay.” He played along. “So, who do you reckon is brainwashing me, leader of The Armanis, President of the school paper, and King of events committee? The circle?” A theory that Armani could actually get behind if it wasn’t about himself. It would explain how all this circle stuff always happened at school events, for one. “There’s five, and I can take them. I do have a blue belt in hapkido, after all. The only reason I didn’t go for black was because I’d have to work towards a brown first.” He explained, briefly. “Great, then you can help me fight them. What are you good at, other than being amazing and sarcastic remarks?” He turned around to face. “Everyone knows that secret floor passages in freezers don’t open unless you close the door.” 

[x-armani-x]

parkmin--seo‌:

When Armani started talking, Minnie should have expected that whatever he had to say would merely baffle her, but for some reason, she still decided to listen to him. And of course, she felt as lost as she typically did whenever he talked. “Um. I’ll keep that in mind if I ever make the decision to google your name.” Which wasn’t likely to be something she ever did, but she figured he wasn’t the type of person who liked hearing that someone wasn’t interested in looking him up on the internet. “Congratulations on being a celebrity?” She meant to make it a statement, but it left her sounding more like a question. 

“Thanks, Minnie. It’s only a matter of time before the book deals and guest appearance offers start coming in.” He smiled proudly, really thinking a small increase in followers, and the google thing, were enough to make him a celebrity. Still, the young man would take whatever he could take. “You don’t need to google, since you’re lucky enough to know me.” He mentioned, another deep inhale before he looked down at everyone else. “What are you doing, Minnie?”

[x-armani-x]

elliotgdi‌:

“Why not? Saying nice things is amazing!” Elliot protested, genuinely confused by Armani’s words. He certainly wasn’t the only one at Luxor with that sentiment, but Elliot couldn’t bring himself to understand why certain people were so against compliments. “But what would it matter if you have the best taste if that makes you mean to people?” Elliot asked, still not seeing how Armani’s logic added up. 

“Thanks. I’m glad you agree I have the best taste.” Armani nodded. That may not have been what Elliot said but Armani’s mind heard it that way. “But I’m not mean. There’s a difference between ‘being mean’ and ‘not being nice’. For example, it would be mean to point out that you look like a ten year old who’s been stretched out to pass as fourteen, and because of that you have a terrible pencil neck-- since you have no control over that. Not being nice is ... not laughing at your jokes, and drinking the only glass of water if you catch fire."