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Post by ``MIA on Sept 2, 2011 18:20:19 GMT -5
(Cal: -happiness- -lovesherjackiepooo- yesss. c: Me: o.o lmao. they're gonna become the parents who never rape after they have a kid. xD it is starting.
uh you just start a poll for all the selections dude you make it sound i don't do anything are you happy now?))
She blushed as he looked at her, finding it odd at how calm he was even as he ran his hand through his hair. But why did he even bother to explain himself? It was one less fan to worry about, right? It wasn't as though he had to apologize to a fan -- well, an ex-fan -- because it seemed like he could do without them. Honestly, Calypso knew he'd be like this, because wasn't that how all famous people were? Of course she hoped that he was different, but aparently not, even if he was apologizing. It seemed fake, to her. "You could've done it in a way that was a lot more polite." Honestly, if Titus could use girls as much as he did and still end up being on good terms with them, then Jack could make pushing Calypso into a closet somewhat pleasant, right? But Titus was over that, for he was getting married now. "They weren't after me, and if things got bad, I could've took shelter behind the vending machine." The woman smirked a little, her cheeks turning pink. Because even though he proved his personality was a little sour, she had still looked up to the man, and you couldn't simply get over that. "I didn't know the amazing Jack Browning liked to hang out in janitor closets. It's a good look for you.
He stared at her oddly as she suddenly spoke of him being handsome, like that knew each other. And people didn't start out a conversation like that unless they knew something, and suddenly he felt like an idiot as he cleared his throat and straightened out. He started up at the roof of the elevator, shaking his head. "Yeah, a soon-to-be Mrs. Brown. But it's not Mrs. Brown, as I'm sure you know." He looked at her with a small smirk, though even if it was amused, it was clear he was a little ashamed and embarrassed. "Sorry, you know, about lying. It's just nice to talk to someone without being pinched on the butt." It was even a lot worse when the person doing the pinching was considerably younger, and they'd try to get all up on him and do things. He shook his head. "That was a pretty bad lie anyway."
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Post by Mur on Nov 16, 2011 0:08:14 GMT -5
((Jack: =DDD -issoreadytobeadad- -hastakenallhisparentingclasses- -babyproofedeveryroom- Garrett: You have changed so much that it's sick... Jack: shutup, >=( You already have a baby. Garrett: I doooo, and he's amazing. =) -proudpapa- Just like his sexy Mother. Nyra: You guys are so cute when you say stuff like that. Jack: >=( -refusestobecute- -sexyonly- Oliver: I know what you mean. I have a feeling Jack's going to make an appearance on Toddlers & Tiaras once his daughters old enough to be in pagents. Jack: stfu, oliver, >=( Kerrin: Daww look at that, Dorian so oblivious to how much he's going to fall for me. =3 Eva: Papa only love me and mama! =D Salem: Aw, she's almost as cute as Persephone when she says that. Kerrin: >=( -evaswaycuterthanpersephone- Autumn: Psshh, sorry, but neither of them have anything on Jesse and I's future baby. Kerrin: O= Salem: Liiiees you're never having a baby. >=( And even if you did, no one could ever be cuter than Persephone. Persephone: =D -cutenesspersonified- Salem: =DDDDDDDD -snugglespersephy- Autumn: >=( -jesseautumnhybridbabywillbewaybetter- -justknowsit- Mur: duduuddee band of brothers and the pacific are like the best things everrr xDDD Aside from like you and spn and all that stuff xDDD Like, they're amazinnngg. Joe Mazzellooo and Rami Maleck xD an d Gabriel and Noah even though he dies in the only episode he in XDDDD Noah: o.o Mur: You get shot in the head =( Noah: ...)) Jack scoffed at the way Calypso spoke to him, but it wasn’t as though he didn’t deserve it. He knew that he was entirely at fault, and very much so deserving of her harsh comments, but that didn’t mean that he had to like hearing them, or anything even close to that. “I am sorry.” He repeated again, frowning even as she declared that she might have been able to hide behind the vending machine - which she very well could have, but there was no changing the way that things had happened. But he could try to apologize for it, at least, and that’s what he was trying to do, even if she wasn’t taking it too well. “Yes, well, there are a lot of things fans don’t know about me, you know. And I could have done it in a more polite way, I know, but I didn’t, and I can’t exactly go back and change my mind now. I was rushed; you can’t really hold that against me, can you? If you had a hundred men storming after you wanting to practically rape you, I bet hiding in a closet with someone you’ve never met would seem like a pretty good option to you, too.” He said firmly, taking in a deep breath once he finished speaking. “I could…at least try to make it up to you, though. I’d offer taking you out for coffee or something, but in this storm, and with all those girls, I doubt that’d be a really good idea. My Fiancé and I have a hard enough time going out on our own…” He paused, pursing his lips together gently as he stared awkwardly at the girl who was obviously fuming.
Kerrin felt herself blushing vibrantly the instant she realized Dorian was catching on; her round cheeks flushing a light shade vaguely resembling that of a rose. She found herself smiling, though, as she noticed the awkward, embarrassed look on his own face, and while she’d imagined meeting him nearly a thousand times in her head, she never imagined it quite like this before - and probably never would have. “Don’t worry about it.” She said calmly, shrugging it off with a sweet smile as she stared at him, admiring his features in person far more than she ever had while watching him with lust-filled eyes at home along side her friend Calypso who was probably never going to believe this happened. “I’m sure if our roles were reversed I’d be trying the same thing - especially if people come on as strong as you claim they do.” She said, looking a bit ashamed of herself for a moment, as she admitted quietly to herself in her thoughts that she had in fact envisioned herself doing the same act he had just mentioned to him at least once or twice in her mind. “And it was pretty bad…Not that you didn’t try; you did better than I could, but for an actor I guess I was expecting a bit more.” She sighed, looking at him with an almost endearing sparkle in her eye. “So, now that that’s out of the way…why are you in town, anyways? You guys must have some convention going on or something, huh? All of those girls seemed to know you guys were here - I haven’t seen anything that crazy since Black Friday.” She sighed, smirking slightly as she stared at Dorian. “I guess it’s a sort of a bitter irony, huh? A hundred guys would give their lives to get as much attention as you, and you don’t want anything to do with it. And after what went on downstairs, I can see why.” She nodded, her brown, chocolaty eyes watching him as closely as possible. “Either way, its nice to meet you, Mr. Cain. Your future wife will be a very lucky woman - and she must be pretty courageous to be able to put up with stuff like this all the time.”
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Post by ``MIA on Nov 16, 2011 8:41:42 GMT -5
((i changed the top thing to other lyrics because lady gaga scares me. even though it matches the rp
also, i had a dream that you made a site without me, and that's why you've been really busy, and i ran after your with a machete c:
and just so you know, this is awkward just suddenly jumping back into the rp liikke it hasn't been a month lol..
Me: garrett, you're the worse dad of them all. lol. you're just like jack, actually. Cal: my kid isn't gonna be in any pagents. those kids look like prostitods. Me: xD prostitods. prostitute toddlers. i'm good. Cal: i said that >:c Soren: what about meeeeee
Dori: <.< Me: it's so cute calling your dory, like a girl. c: dora the explorer. Dori: -snuggles Eva- -loveslovesloveslovesbaby- c: Me: who said you and jess were ever having a baby, autumn? besides your child will be corrupted with all the rape jess has on the show or actually now that he's about to be with elena. lol. like stefan never even existed. Piper: you're not dead, noah. your head looks hole free to me.
Me: once upon a time is turning out to be cooool. though they kinda twisted up the grimm's tales a bit, but whatever. it's like 10th kingdom. but 10th kingdom waaaaay better))
As he scoffed, Calypso threw a glare in his direction, just for the good of it. But she realized she was being rather childish about this, perhaps even more than she thought. She guessed it was because she had put him on some high-horse, and she had forgotten that actors weren't like they were in the movies. They were normal, if you could honestly call this normal, and she was taking it out on him, having expecting him to be some perfect, wonderful guy. She sighed a little shamefully, soon avoiding his gaze. His words made her snort a little. If there were a hundred guys chasing after her, she would relish it, at least for a little while. What was so wrong with being treated like a Queen every once in a lifetime? It's not like she saw a lot of guys in her shop. The men who did come in were usually buying flowers for their significant other, not trying to fetch a date. But, eventually, it came to the whole making it up to you matter, which she hadn't meant to laugh at, but she just did. "Don't worry about it," she said with an amused smirk. "It's not like you'll ever see me again, Mr. Browning. I've just had a bad day, nothing to get your lovely feathers ruffled." They called actors by their last name, right? She didn't want to sound like an idiot by saying his first. It was... too personal. And as he mentioned the woman he was to marry, a small frown marred the woman's features as she nodded. "I know. I'm sorry, too. I shouldn't have snapped at you." She wanted to be angry with him, but honestly, she had nothing left to argue about. "If I see the girls again, I'll tell them you ran outside and then hurry to lock them out, okay?" She offered him a lame smile, knowing very well that if she had enough audacity to do so, she'd be one of the girls chasing after him as well.
"It's not usually like this, of course. I mean, they do this, but I'm guessing being locked up in here has frozen their brains." He didn't want this moment to be awkward, especially since he had already stopped the elevator. However, as the woman carried on, he laughed a little awkwardly at her words, offering her the best smile he could manage. "Yeah, well, I guess that's what happens when you try to act without cameras on you. And besides, I pretty much already failed when you saw me. You knew who I was to start out with," he observed, eying the pretty woman quietly. She didn't seem to be as hyped up as the other girls, but the light flush on her cheeks said otherwise; or, at least, she was a little excited. Not that he could blame her, honestly, and he was going to let her have whatever this moment was, if it was even a moment. She deserved it, knowing that she was letting him rest here and not bugging him with needless questions. "It's just a party. I doubt they're allowed in, unless someone changed something without me knowing." He chuckled a little at her words, finding them to be rather charming, even though he himself knew that this probably wasn't a good idea, or at least that's what his soon-to-be wife would say. He didn't see any problem with having a normal conversation with someone. "Just call me Dorian," he said quickly, frowning. What was up with people calling him Mr. Cain? It made him feel old, terribly old. "And she is courageous, if you call flaunting herself in front of the cameras courageous. She likes the attention, and I'm not going to stop her if she wants it, I just wish to get a break once in a while." He eyed her after a moment, noting her appearance and lack of accent. She clearly wasn't from here. "Where are you heading to?" Yes, this was nice. He felt almost normal.
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Post by Mur on Nov 16, 2011 15:23:50 GMT -5
((xDD its okay I didn't really like it either lmao it was just the first thing lyrics-wise to come into my head when we started the rppp DuudUDEE XDDD WTH You nice friend chasing me with a meachete wth wrong with you? xdD jkjk noooo I have thought about making a site though 'cause my poor Luci never got to reach his potential of awesomeness ='( But I'd tell you if I did make one xDDD I not that kind of persononn all secretive lmao And I know =/ But if we didn't just jump back into it, I feel like we never would have gotten back around to doing ittt =( Garrett: I'm nothing like Jack. =/ He just wants to have this baby so he can start sleeping with Cal again. Jack: Not true! >=( Stfu asshole -tackleslapgarrett- Garrett: Get offf you heavy fatty Jack: I saiid sshhhh Nyra: Youuuu, Soren, are a sweet, sexy beast, thats what's about you, =D Eva: PAPAPAPAPAPA! =D -snuggleloveherdaddy- -lovelovehuggsss- You best papa, papa. I love youu! =D Kerrin: AWWW! ='DDD So preciousss, my little baby, so glad I had herrr Autumn: Well, no one, really....I mean, jesse said he was up for it, once, so I was kind of hoping...besides, I was just saying if we /were/ to have a kid, it'd be way cuter than anyone elses. I mean, a baby with Jesse's eyes, and face, andandand =)))))) so adorable. Salem: Liiiess Persephone is the cutest baby ever. Persephone: =DDD lalallalaa -playingwithgensshoe- Genesis: Can I have that back now please? Persephone: NOoonononomahshoe >=( grrr Autumn: -sighs- And I'd never let our baby watch that stupid show, either, >=( Stupid show. Absolutely stupid. Mur: XDD I so need to catch up on that LMAO But every time I try someone bothers me and then I cannttt, >=( Its a pain in the bututtttt Noah: =) Well thank you, beautiful. Mur: OOohh wel gooodd I glad you like it xD I keep wanting to watch Grimm buuutt I lazy xD )) To be honest, Jack never expected the girl to apologize – or even say something somewhat nice to him, and that’s why he stared at her in confusion as she told him not to worry about. Moment’s ago she was telling him to do just that, worry about it, and now she was brushing it off as though it was nothing. He might have been handsome and charming (on occasions when he didn’t force others into closets), but given the circumstances, he highly doubted he was charming her into trusting him. “Yeah, probably not…but if I do, you can call me Jack, you know. I hate it when people call me Mr. Browning outside of work. It makes me feel like I should be walking around with a British accent and a cane.” He paused, mostly musing to himself over the words, rather than actually intending to tell her any declaration about himself. “It’s fine…you were in the right.” He murmured softly, eyeing her curiously from across the hall, not quite sure what to think of the peculiar, but pretty girl he’d managed to get himself into this situation with. But he found himself smirking rather delightedly at her next sentence, shaking his head with a slight chuckle. “Yes, well, you’d be surprised how easily they can break through glass doors, but I would appreciate the effort.” He said, offering her a sweet smile. “You wouldn’t believe how hard it is to get away from them sometimes. I’m going to go insane because of it someday, I just know it; Old Celebrity Jack Browning sent to mental institution citing crazed fangirls.”
Kerrin smiled, laughing rather brightly at Dorian’s words. “Well, maybe they’ll thaw out eventually?” She asked, smirking playfully as she stared at the man of her dreams. It was odd, just how normal she was being. She always thought she’d freak out or something, even if she would want to remain calm, yet here she was, carrying on a conversation with the most handsome man that had ever lived, and he was actually being incredibly nice. As a matter of fact, he was just as she hoped he would be; one of the nicest men she’d ever met. “Well, I would have gone along with it as long as you did. I’m not exactly the type of person that would go around revealing batman’s secret identity or something.” She shrugged, smirking happily at Dorian, her smile widening a bit as he told her simply to call him by his first name. “Alright, Dorian,” She said slowly, the words tasting sweet on her tongue, having wished for this moment for quite some time, even if she wasn’t doing half the things she always hoped she would with him. If she was, they’d probably be naked, clinging to each other pressed against the elevator wall by now - the thought of which suddenly made her divert her eyes, her cheeks turning a darker shade, taking in a few quick breaths. But that was just a sick fantasy; this was the real thing, and unfortunately, that meant they still had al of their clothes on. Besides, she was still a virgin anyways, and rolling around in an elevator with the hottest guy on earth wasn’t exactly how she imagined losing it, though it was a little close. However, he was talking about his Fiancee again, and Kerrin had no choice but to pay attention. “Hmm…Well, then, I suppose it’s a good thing she’s accepting of it. It’s probably better to have that then her complaining about it all the time…” She paused, pursing her lips together gently as she watched him, feeling suddenly a bit stupid as he asked her where she was headed; for she herself even forgot for a moment. “Oh, I’m in town for a friend of mine - he’s getting married. None of us really ever thought he’d settle down, but…I guess he found the one. I’m a little excited to see the wedding, to be honest with you. He must /really/ be in love; but I suppose you’d know what that feels like, too, huh?” She asked, shrugging lightly, her expression becoming a bit more…crestfallen as she watched him, since the woman he decided to marry must be the one for him, too.
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Post by ``MIA on Nov 16, 2011 16:21:36 GMT -5
((uhm. dude. from kerrin's post, i can tell you've gotten a lot more perverted which scares me. you never do that. and the lyrics are nice now. brandon flowers has saved the day with his sexiness. well machetes are cool. dean uses machetes. annnd yeah i would chase after you cauuuse i've been waiting all this time thinking you were doing drivers ed when really you were cheating on me >:c and ehhh. no site. site bad. i saw it in my dream and it was horrible. kerrin was your main character and she had a slutty picture and besides for our next charecters, we can use henry cavill and luci! YYAYYA cause henry cavill is a sexy man with sexy abs and pretty brown eyes c: yeaah well it's not gonna be like it use to be. me: aww. they're having a little boy fight. Soren: you flatter me, mi amor me: stop. you stink a spanish. soren: .... i no hablan Ingles me: -shovessoren- so jack, do you want a boy or girl? Dori: =DDDD ilooveyoueevva. Me: lol i love how dori goes straight to eva and kerrin doesn't notice. Dori: not true. >;c Me: yeaah she's cute alright salem. you know she'll probbaly try to molest jess when he's older or even now, if she's capable. Jess: molest who? eh. i thought grimm would be good, but it kinda sucks. it's predictable annnd kinda cheesy. an OLD WOMAN was beating up a troll or whatever it was. she had cancer and she was dying in six months and she beats him up. no. that turned me off. >;c)) "Jack." She frowned as she said the name, making her tongue tingle a little. She said the name quite often, of course, but never in front of him, like she actually knew him. But honestly, she didn't know him at all, and though it upset her a little, she knew that was how it was suppose to be. An celebrity only went with another celebrity. It was like some unofficial written rule. As for her change in attitude, it was simply because she realized how ridiculous she was being. She had a right, no doubt, to be angry, but she at least got that anger out and now she could, what, go on with her life? It was the normal way of things. She didn't even know why she was still standing here talking to him. "They can't be that bad," she said quietly, frowning a little. "I doubt they would inflict self-injury upon themselves just to get to you." She, however, eventually smiled at his last words, moving away from the vending machine to stand in front of him, holding out a hand. "Well, at least I'll have known you before crazy ol' Jack Browning gets sent to one of those, right?" She never saw their meeting happening like this. Maybe one day she'd have a chance to see him, either by chance or because she had won some sort of prize, but never because he had pushed her into a closest. Either way, eventually, she'll learn to look back on this fondly. She had only ever been thinking about the man before her for quite some time now, and he hadn't even known who she was until now. That was the sad thing about celebrities, she guessed. Some people fell absolutely in love with them just by watching them on the show, and the celebrities probably never even knew that some of the people who watched them cared for them in other ways beside obsession. "Calypso Croft." She said quietly, as they finally shook hands. "And just ignore the odd name. Imagine trying to pronounce that when you were only three." "Never know," replied Dorian with vague amusement, glancing at the woman with a small smirk on his face. She seemed fine about all of this, which shocked him. Who would be okay with getting locked in an elevator? Almost half the world would be hyperventilating right now due to some phobia where they can't be locked up in tight spaces for too long. "Or maybe they'll just stay that way." Dorian smiled a little as she mentioned batman, enjoying the fact that they were actually talking about something. People wondered why Jack and him were so close, and Dorian knew it was really only because all the other people were simply too crazy to talk to. "Then shame on batman for not having you at his side, I guess." However, when she said his name, he looked at her, noting how she just held on to it a moment longer than needed before continuing the conversation. It felt... strange hearing his name from someone else. It wasn't a bad strange, of course, but a good strange. "If she did complain, I'd find a way to make her more comfortable. I don't want to ruin something like that over something so small." It wasn't his fault, really, that so many people came running after him. Maybe they could say it was his fault because he was an actor, but even he knew he didn't act as good as other did. It was more of the vanity that people were after, which was sad to think about, considering where the world was heading if people continued to think that way. "You've never met the girl he's marrying?" he asked quietly. He wondered what the wedding would be like. It'd probably be charming, with no stalkers about trying to get pictures. A nice, happy wedding. "And yeah, I do." He hadn't realized he didn't answer her question until a few moments later, when he felt like he had forgotten something. Funny how it had been a question about the one thing he had been so happy about.
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Post by Mur on Nov 16, 2011 17:46:03 GMT -5
((o.o dude you calling me a pervert? I not a pervert...I'm sorry if it came off that way... I have written other stuff like that before, as have you soooo likee iddkk what you talking about Nooo machetes are cool I Just wasn't expecting you to say you wanted to kill me with one xDDDD I mean dududee I supposed to be your bestie and you wanna chop me uppp =( Not fun lmaaoo xDDDD Ahahahahaha wooowww noo I don't like slutty pictures like, even for mah dudes xDDDD They keep their shirts on xD Usually Slutty pictures just make me feel like the rp gunna turn into a porn site xDD But I dooo want to use luci as luci xDDD I might join a site someday idk we see how it goes xDDDD Luci needs to be used with his awesomenessss xDDDD And isn't Henry Cavill going to be the new Superman? And he was in the count of monte cristo xDDD Which is why you prolly lovess himmm xDDD Not right away noooo and besides you going away soon soo ='( It make me sad Garrett&Jack: WE ARE NOT LITTLE BOYS! Jack: QUIT COPYING MEEE SHHUUTTUUPPP I KILL YOUUU Garrett: NEVERRRR! Mur: They're so pathetic xDDDD Nyra: -doesntspeakspanish- o.o Soren.... Eva: Pappaaa =) -sohappy- -lovesherdadwaytoomuch- Kerrin: Well, maybe I want him to go to Eva first? =) It makes him a good father. A perfect father. And I like having my husband be a good, handsome father. =) Autumn: No one is going to molest Jesse but me, Mia. Persephone: Baahh -hasmovedonfromjesse- -isinlovewithmariusnow- -hesmoreherage- omnonmomon -stillplayingwithshoe- Eva: Papa, what does Molewest mean? Kerrin: o.o Uhhh Sweetie lets talk about that later. =) Mur: XDDDDDD She's getting curious already LMAO reaalllyy? Oh well xDDD I like Person of Interest. It can be really predictable but its awesosoomeee annyywayyss XDDDD which is why I've never seen Chadwicks show xD I soo soorryy chadwick Chadwick: -doesntwannawatchhimselfinstupidvdlikeshowanyways- duduudeeh uggh some chick asked Jim out over the internetttt wthhh I was fine with the whole Justin Timberlake marine ball thing but that's just stupiiiddd and now she getting all this attentioonn hoe xDDDD okay I shouldn't say that she has cancer but stilllll thats what make a wish foundation is for and its only for little kidsss xDDDD )) Jack didn’t think much about the way that she murmured his name quickly, without any context, or even conversation. She was just musing it over, back to herself curiously, though he was pretty sure she didn’t sit back at home referring to him as ‘Mr. Browning’; chances were that she called him Jack Browning, or even just Jack, like they really did already know each other. “Yeah, well, I was under that impression as well, but…You’d be amazed, let’s just leave it at that.” He nodded, frowning slightly as he recalled one incident where a girl went around pleading for help, claiming that she’d tripped and broken her leg, just so she could get attention from Dorian. Sure, that wasn’t exactly inflicting self-injury, but it was close enough. She did have to throw herself down the stairs, after all. But he did smile as she spoke again, and, taking her hand in his, gave it a swift, but friendly shake. “I suppose it is; for you. I probably won’t remember either way – not that our meeting isn’t memorable, but, I will be insane. But it is nice to meet you, Calypso, even if I shoved you into a closet.” He smiled, pulling his hand back away from hers after a moment. “It does sound like it would be a bit hard for a three year old, but…I like it, its unique, you know, unlike Jack. It’s kind of basic. I think half my friends’ grandfathers had the same name while I was growing up.” He sighed, smirking lightly as he stared at her. “But I’ve never met anyone named Calypso before, and I kind of hope I never will; that way, there will only be one Calypso, whom I rudely pushed into a closet, and maybe that way I will remember you in that asylum of mine.”
Kerrin found herself laughing lightly at Dorian’s comment about Batman, shrugging lightly as she leaned back against the elevator wall, relaxing, since she was obviously still going to be here for a little while. Not that she minded; she had nothing better to do, and talking to Dorian was perfectly fine with her. She was actually enjoying it. It wasn’t a date, or anything even close, but if it were, so far it would be going a lot better than quite a few of her first-dates. “Yeah, well, I wouldn’t exactly have liked masquerading around town in an awkward green and red leotard-like thing anyways. The whole ‘caped crusader’ fighting thing isn’t exactly my strong suit – and neither is cooking, really, but I can fold laundry like no other.” She nodded, snickering in a half-proud, half-embarrassed sort of way. “I’m sure.” She nodded, offering him a sweet smile as he spoke about his Fiancée, whom Kerrin had never really liked hearing about up until now, but Dorian seemed to be satisfied with her, from all she could tell, and for some reason, she found herself feeling a little…glad of that. “Oh – No, I have met her, a few times, actually, she’s really nice. It’s just Titus was always a bit of a…well, he liked female company, and like I said, none of us ever thought he’d settle down, so its going to be interesting to see just how well the wedding goes. For all we know, he could get cold feet, but…I’ve never seen him happier than he is when he’s around her. They always say two people are meant for each other, and that you just know when that persons the one.” She paused, pursing her lips together gently. “I guess I just never believed it until I saw the two of them together. It’s kind of like seeing a four-year-old at Disneyland; pure joy. Hopefully I can keep myself from being too jealous of their happiness.”
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Post by ``MIA on Nov 16, 2011 18:43:01 GMT -5
(((if you do join a site, i'm sure you won't be able to use ryan gosling :/ most people who do marauders are very picky with him usually pick someone with long blond hair and they're assholes who write 2000 words every post. the only ones that aren't like that was chivalry and the aerodynamic one which was full of retards soo and yes, he was, he was edmund's son
not like it's gonna be a big deal if i do and hopefully i can go back to hawaii lol my friend shelby and i are gonna share an apartment and mooch of her parents lol
Me: babbiesss. Soren: mi amor means my love. =D
Dori: it doesn't mean anything, eva. mia's just making up words. Me: assss. asssss. i'm making up another word. Bailey: >:C what. who's in love with who. Me: never seen bailey angry before.
and i hate the secret circle. no offense or anything. but what really pisses me off is the main character she has this dumbfounded look on her face every five seconds i just wanna punch her and then her house burns down HER HOUSE and she pulls out a huge ass duffle bag full of clothes when she goes to her grandmothers. where the hell did the clothes come from? expllaaain. and person of interest has eddddmunnd dantesss! i love him.
and how did she get his email? and dude she has cancer lol...))
She raised an brow at his words, appraising him, but he eventually began to comment on her name, and her cheeks turned a little pink at his words. It wasn't every day someone starts to compliment you on your rather odd name and actually say they liked it, which suddenly made her appreciate her name a little more. "Don't worry," she said smirking once more, crossing her arms. "You're name is memorable, obviously, otherwise you wouldn't have all these girls running after you. " She glanced behind Jack, however, as she noticed the quick tapping of foot-steps along the floor. A man in a well-dressed suit was running up to them, looking grim. "Is that anyone you know?" she asked after a moment, pointing.
Dorian laughed pleasantly at her words, giving the woman a small grin in response. "Then you can fold better laundry than me. I just give up after a while and leave it as a big pile." He liked having this conversation. It was odd talking about laundry, and batman, and whatever else they were to talk about, but Dorian really did like it more than he'd care to admit. It seemed like all he ever did these days was talk about money, some weird charity thing his fiance comes up with, and all these other strange stuff. Honestly, he didn't know why he kept doing what he was doing if it made him so uncomfortable. "Titus seems interesting." Dorian smiled a little, nodding. He didn't really know if he was happy around his fiancee, though he knew he felt it, but he wondered what people thought of them when they were around. Did they seem that happy? He glanced back at the girl beside him, smirking a little. "Well, you'll have a date, I'm guessing. You shouldn't be too envious."
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Post by Mur on Nov 16, 2011 20:47:28 GMT -5
((I can tryyy xDDDD I can take rejection lmao I have to get used to it if I wanna write me screenplays xDDDD Besides even if I did join a site I prolly wouldn't pay as much attention to it as I do melted. 'Cause I can make people I don't know wait xDDD I feel bad making you wait even though I take forever to poo =( I sorrryyy LMAO mooch of of her pareenntss xDDDD That would be awesome xDDDD But I thought you hated hawaiiii why would you want to go back? 'Cause you like it better than Indiana or its neighboring states even though I in one? XDDDD Garrett: Shutup Mia, >=( Jack: And to answer your previous question; both. >=3 We have one now, we have the other later. Mur: I thought you only wanted one kid? Jack: ...I...did...then I changed my mind. Women aren't the only ones that can do that, >=( Nyra: Ooohhh Mur: Dude I told you thats what it meant but you didn't believe me. Nyra: Well I wanted to hear soren say it, >=) I like the way he says it. Mur: -.- Eva: Ohhh -snugglesherdaddy- Papa make up words too? Mur: XDD Great now you're gunna have to make up words, Dori lmao She cries when you don't. She's getting an attitudeee lmaao Harley: Just start saying words she doesn't know. Like incompetent. Eva: I heard dat! Mama say dat Mars! =D Marius: OOOOOOOOO= -notincompetent- -nordoeshewantanythingtodowithpersephoneromantically- Persephone: =DDDDDDDD MARMAR!!! Gen: Uhhh nobody loves anyone, Bailey. Persephone: -snugglesmarius'leg- Marius: =( Why is this happening to meee? nooo xDDD Honestly I thought it looked really stupid LMAO I just wanted to see how Chadwick doing lmaao I probably wouldn't watch it very often, if at alllll unlike vd cause Jesse just that sexy Autumn: >=( say that again? Mur: Cause Jesse an amazing actor? xDDD And yesssss he is cause he awesome xDDDDD Even if he feels no emotions whatsoever on the show like, his lover left him in an ep once and he was just like '.....dont go.' after she left xDDD He didn't look sad or anything. she didn't she posted it on youtube and is like "LETS DO THIS!" She just wants to rappeee himmm and she using her disease to gain pity xDDDD Plus if he says no he gunna look like a duche =/ and now he knows about it and he all like 'hmm i gotta og home & watch that' ugghh i hate when people use people it stupid xDDDDD And I know she has cancer and I feel bad for her but stilllll I feel like she just using it to get what she wanttsssss which apparently is Jim xD )) Jack laughed suddenly at Calypso’s next comment, shaking his head with a small grin. “I’m not so sure if it’s my name people keep in their memory-banks, or just my face. You’d be surprised how many of those women actually don’t know my name; especially if they’re more interested in Dorian than they are in me.” He told her, nodding lightly. It was then, though, that he heard the footsteps, drawing his attention away from her, just as her attention was taken away from him. Only, Jack frowned at the man’s appearance, for he knew who he was, and what he was probably doing here, while Calypso didn’t. “Yeah, I do, actually.” HE answered slowly, straightening up as the man came close. “Jack, you need to get back to your hotel room before more people know you’re here.” Said the man firmly once he was there, eyeing Calypso curiously, obviously not wanting much to do with her. “I think most of the town’s population is already aware, or did you not see that little demonstration downstairs?” Jack asked, scowling as he stared over at his manager, before he glanced back to Calypso. “Calypso, this is my-” “That’s my point; you need to get going.” The man quipped quickly, reaching out to grab Jack by the arm. “You can’t just stand around all day talking to fans.” Just then, he tried to sharply tug Jack away from Calypso, and out of his conversation, though it was obvious that Jack was far stronger than his manager could even pretend to be, and instead turned his sights back upon Calypso. “Well, I guess I have to go,” He said quickly, sighing and shaking his head gently, shooting a glare to his manager, wishing he could just stop and talk to the girl with the odd name for a little while longer – to talk to someone who was actually a bit normal around him. “It was nice meeting you, Calypso. Hopefully I’ll see you around again sometime, before I go insane and all.” He said, nodding with a slight smirk, before he and his manager left, walking quickly down the hall and out of sight.
“Well, you have greater talents than folding laundry, I’m sure.” Kerrin said with a light giggle, looking quite pleased at this. It was nice, really. They were having the strangest conversation, yet she was enjoying every second of it. There were some things you simply dreamed of, and then there were things that happened, and this, this was something that Kerrin could have only dreamed of, yet it was happening, and each second that passed only made her more comfortable. “He is, actually. He’s quite a character, but we all love him anyways.” Kerrin shrugged, laughing lightly as she smiled at Dorian, her sparkling white teeth peering out from beneath her rosy-pink lips. She folded her arms across her chest gently, listening to his next few words, which brought a small frown to her face – and while she did look flattered, she sighed, shaking her head. “Would it sound bad if I said I didn’t?” She asked, eyeing him curiously. “I mean, I’m not going alone, I guess. I know plenty of people there, and my friend Calypso is actually staying here with me at the hotel – she’s probably looking for me right now, to be honest…But no, there’s not exactly a ‘significant other’ to speak of. I actually just got out of a relationship not too long ago; he was a good guy, we just had a lot of differences so we called it quits.” She paused, nodding lightly, before she offered him a sweet smile, hoping he wouldn’t feel too much sympathy for her – that was definitely something she didn’t want. “But who knows? Titus has plenty of single friends. I’m sure at least one will ask for my number or something.” She shrugged.
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Post by ``MIA on Nov 16, 2011 23:11:07 GMT -5
yeaaah.
i did hate hawaii, but when i came to the main island, suddenly i came to the conclusion that i actually knew and spoke more in hawaii than i did anywhere else i had more friends and people were generally nicer there, in school at least, even if i was a haole... lmao a white person
Cal: :0 you want to have another kid? this one's barely out Alba: you'll want another one if your baby's anything like my beautfiul perccccy. Percy: -is totally beautiful & knows it- c: Me: lmao. sure. xDDD Alba: speaking of babies, >:C Me: lmao i thought garett already tried to make you prego again Alba: there has been no comfirmation.
Dori: uh. sure. how about... Me: don't think too hard. Bailey: look at that bbbabbay, spreading her germs. Titi: >:C my baby has no germs
lol dude. relax.))
"Nice meeting you, too, Jack." She was a little irritated with the way the man had treated her. Even if she was a fan, as the man so quaintly said, that didn't mean she derserved to be suddenly looked down upon. However, she eventually turned and left, looking to find Kerrin, even though it took a while to do so. After they spoke, it appeared that they had both met the man of their dreams, perhaps in the most awkward way as well. As morning came in, the storm still seemingly raging outside, Calypso simply couldn't take it anymore. She was bloody hungry, and yet the lines were still filled with people at all of the stores. She wasn't about to wait in line that long; she was sure some had even camped out over there. Calypso wasn't stupid. She knew that someone had to be hiding something somewhere. After all, where did all the security guards get their food? They looked pretty smug and happy as they walked by the angry folk who were waiting in line by the food. With a tired sigh, Calypso trekked on through the dangerous airport, filled with fans and famished people. It was only when Calypso was beginning to give up on ever finding something to eat did she stumble into a room, a nice room, one in the back near where the storage rooms were. It seemed filled with small plates of food and all sorts of things. The next thing she knew, she was happily sitting on a chair eating some cheese and crackers, though cheese had never been her first snake of choice. As she was about to dive into the cooler that she assumed had some drinks it in, rather languidly lifting her legs onto the table, a harsh cough caught her attention, and she turned to see Jack's manager from the other day. "What?" she asked through a filled mouth, some of the cracker crumbs falling on her shirt. "You have no right to be in here!" snapped the man, earning a glare. "Oh yeah?" "Yeah!" "Come say that to my face, old man!" Calypso demanded, throwing some grapes in the man's direction.
"There's nothing wrong with that, Kerrin." He chuckled a little, though it was more forced than anything. Dorian was surprised that Kerrin wasn't with anyone, even if she had just got out of a relationship. She was clearly beautiful and sweet, in control, and Dorian was appreciative of that. She knew when someone needed help, and she apparently gave it. Who wouldn't want that in a person? He sighed as he felt his pocket vibrate, knowing very well who was calling him. Making the manager angry would only get him an ear-full, and though he wanted to stay and chat, even if it was in an elevator, he knew it couldn't last for very long. He pressed the button, and soon they were out, where the very man who called him was glaring at him across from him. "You and Jack just like getting into trouble, don't you? Do you know how much trouble I grow through just to keep you in line?" Dorian glared at the man, slowly turning to face Kerrin as he offered her a small, embarrassed smile. "Thanks again. And I'm sorry about him, he's not pleasant company, not as much as you were, at least. It was nice meeting you Kerrin." Before he had a chance, he was already being tugged on, like a dog, and he snapped at the manager as he turned and walked away, by himself this time. In the morning, however, Dorian knew he wasn't going to stay where he was wanted. He was tired of being locked up in the damn room. As for now, he just had to make sure that he wasn't about to get attacked by girls. With a jacket and the hood up, he managed to keep away from the girls, at least for some time, until he suddenly bumped into someone on his way out of the room, a surprising someone that made him smile and grab her shoulders, though gently and not to scare her. "Kerrin!" he said quite happily, a pleased smile forming on his lips. The angry shouts of the manager inside made him quickly pull Kerrin aside to hide behind a wall near the room, keeping the girl close. "He's crazy."
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Post by Mur on Nov 17, 2011 13:51:59 GMT -5
((Reaallyyy? Huhh well, Indiana isn't exactly a nice state... xDDD I will give you that lmao but you think maybe its cause you lived in Hawaii longer? iidkkk just speculating xD I'd hate moving, but we might have to do it soon -sigh- at least I don't have a lot of stuff xDDD I get rid of a lot of things. And seriously? haole, thats what the term is in hawaiian or something?
Jack: Wellll if we do alright with this one, yeah. =) Which, we will do great with this one, so, yes. Definitely. Garrett: Yeah, no, sorry, your baby is going to be nothing like our Percy. He's too amazing. =) And yes, Alba? =) I would love to have another baby with you. Dozens of them. Mur: Even if you were a psycho preggo lady xDDDDDD Garrett: >=(
Eva: -gigglegiggle- papa you silly Kerrin: Yes he is. =) He's a very silly daddy, isn't he? But we love him soooo much 'cause he's a good papa, right? Eva: -nodnod- love my papa. =DDDDDD -proud- Persephone: >=( You a germ -snugglesmarius- Marius: Heeyy now don't talk to my girlfriend like that. She's a gem, not a germ. She's the most beatuiful woman ever to exist on the face of the earth, and I, Marius Borden, have claim to her. =) Persephone: -blinkblink- =DDDDDD DADDDDYYY! Salem: She never gets that excited to see me....
I knooww I sorry I need a chill pill xDDDD Or three lmaaoo and duduee is it sad that I kinda wanna see Titanic in 3D just cause I wanna see the boat on a big screen? 'Cause that'd be awesome xDDDD ))
Jack felt bad leaving Calypso the way that he did – especially after the way that he had met her – he’d wanted to at least try to make their parting a little better, but, unfortunately, it was almost exactly the same¸ and as much as he wished he could apologize, he doubted that he’d see her again. But, apparently, it was just Jack’s luck that he was finding out he was wrong a lot lately – like, really wrong, as he had predicted to his manager that the storm would be over by this morning, too, but it wasn’t. So, they were locked in yet another day, and Jack himself was getting annoyed with just sitting around, watching the crappy television that had barely any signal because of the storm, and occasionally getting calls from his Fiancée asking how he was doing – which, of course, he would return, and see how she was fairing, which always seemed to be much better than it had been earlier. And if there was one thing that Jack hated doing most as an actor, it was staying in hotels. It was bad enough when you were just on location sitting around waiting to film, but it was much worse when you could do nothing but sit around waiting for mother nature to quit throwing hell at you. It was on this day, which Jack doubted would be any better than yesterday, as he no longer had someone normal to talk to like Calypso (even if she was pretty mad at him), that he found himself being proven wrong once again. He was messing with his sparkling silver watch, clasping it on around his wrist, when he heard some bickering in the room behind him – rather loud bickering, as a matter of fact, which for a moment reminded him of the way he and his Fiancée argued every once and a while, so, deciding to go in and see just who was sitting around arguing. And when he stepped into the room, his eyes fell upon the curious girl that he doubted he’d ever see again; Calypso Croft, and she happened to be tangled up in an argument with his manager. He caught a bit of their conversation, knowing just why his manager was yelling at her now, and decided to intervene. “Hey,” He snapped, scowling at his manager as he opened his mouth to scold Calypso once again. “Quit being rude to my guest, will you?” “Guest? Yeah, and since when do you invite fans back here for some crackers, Jack?” Asked his manager, scoffing unhappily. “Since today?” Jack suggested, tucking his hands into his pockets casually as his eyes drifted between his manager and Calypso. “You know what, we’ll just go somewhere else, and you can stay here with your little trays of food, alright?” Jack asked, sighing as he moved over to Calypso, offering her a small grin and his hand. “I’m sure we can find cheese and crackers somewhere else around the hotel, too…”
Kerrin had gone back to her hotel room thinking that she had a unique story to tell Calypso, but the thing that shocked her was that she didn’t. Apparently she had had the same sort of run-in (though a little less polite), with the object of her own separate desire, Jack Browning. They both made quite interesting stories, perhaps even conversation starters at Titus’ wedding with those they didn’t know, but needless to say, Kerrin never believed that she would ever see Dorian again – and quite frankly, neither did Calypso. But as it was, both Kerrin and Calypso were both getting a little stir-crazy with this storm raging about. So, they both decided to go out around the hotel and explore, each going their own separate ways. She was walking past a hall quietly humming to herself, her eyes looking every which way as she explored, not really having any goal in mind; if all that happened was she got in a few miles walking around the entire hotel twice, then she was fine with that. She just needed /something/ to do. It was then that she passed by a door, which suddenly swung open, and someone stepped out right into her; startling her. She turned to see who it was, and felt her body tense a little at the sight of a man in a hoddie, but as soon as he said her name, she recognized him, and a stunned, bright, happy smile crossed her face – she even felt herself blushing a little, just at the thought that he’d actually remembered her. “Dorian? Hey, what are you doing running into people like that?” She asked, teasing slightly, though she didn’t have much time to think – or speak, as he suddenly drug her away from the room and into another, confusing her a little, her eyebrows furrowing inquisitively, despite grinning and going right along with him. “What are we doing?” She asked in a quiet whisper, listening to the shouts of his manager echoing in. “Who is that guy, anyways? He was really pretty rude…is he your body guard or something?” She asked, her voice still quiet, but interested as she looked up to Dorian with an innocent, entertained, childlike smile.
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Post by ``MIA on Nov 17, 2011 17:52:39 GMT -5
((i guess it's cause i been there longer iddk but i moved from one place to another in hawaii and even in a new school i still met denny and shelby in my first year lol and yeah haole means those who breathe no breath, whhiich they think is ghost which they think is white people cause we're so pale
Cal: -eyes jack- Me: he's changed lmao Cal: c: -hasbeentryingtoconvincehimforeeevernow- Me: lmao yeah he was so resistent and now he's okay with it Alba: >:c what now you wanna have a kid when first you said you didddn't. Percy needs someone to play with. he keeps talking to walls.
Dori: c: -nuzzleseva- Me: pershephone and eva are daddy's girls xDDD in psyhchology they basically said the reason why there is no daddy's boy or mommy's girl because when you're a kid, you secretly have this sub-conscious desire to kill your mother/father and marry your mother/father. LMAO. it's nasty. they made a greek tradgedy off of it. Titi: seppphhyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy -hugglesnugglewugglyluggybaby- Me: remember when he didn't want to have a kid lmao Bailey: -grumbles-)))
To be honest, she didn't expect Jack to suddenly intervene as he did, staring at the man in shock as he defended her. Calypso honestly believed that Jack wouldn't mind, but the way he continued to argue back with his manager said otherwise, making the woman smile as he offered her his hand. She looked at her, like it wasn't real, and stared up at Jack before her smile grew wider. "It's okay, I had my fill of cheese and crackers." She was rather amused by his words, surprised if anything, and so she happily followed the man out of the room. Once they were out, she released his hand, not wanting him to feel like she was trying to gain contact on purpose. She would gladly hold his hand longer, sure, but that didn't mean she was going to do it against his will. That would be just weird. "Is he always like that?" she questioned quietly, frowning suddenly at Jack. "You'd think he'd have gone to the hospital by now because of some ulcer." She shook her head, sighing as she glanced back at Jack. "Must be stressful for him, looking after you every five minutes, wondering we're you're going to leave him all by his lonesome. He probably can't live without you. See, this is why I prefer the quiet life of being a florist. The flowers don't talk, and you'll always smell pretty, like a flower." Calypso didn't want to sound snotty by insulting the manager, because what if Jack really did like the guy? But he had been terribly rude, especially to kick her out when she hadn't even known that she was doing something wrong. There was food out on display, like it was meant to be, and she assumed it was free to all, right? She sighed and shook her hand, crossing her arms as she looked at him. "Not that I'm complaining or anything, but what exactly do you think you can do when you have famished fan-girls waiting around for your appearance?"
When she smiled up at him, Dorian couldn't help but smile back. Maybe it was the purity on her face at the moment, the way she seemed so child-like and almost excitedly nervous. It was rare to see something like that when you were an actor. Almost all the people you hung out with were liars and cheaters, and Dorian was growing tired of the same old, same old. But Kerrin seemed wonderfully different, and it strangely made his heart beat a little faster than it had just before. "We're hiding," he whispered softly, shrugging. "I thought it was obvious." He smirked at the woman, pausing, however, when he heard the noises inside die down. When he assumed it was safe enough, he smiled rather pleasantly at the girl, looking a little apologetic. "I'm sorry for bumping into you. I wasn't watching where I was going." He wondered what she was doing around here anyway, not that he was going to scold her for it. It was just an odd coincidence that the woman who had kept him sane the other day, and had helped him escape the clutches of evil fan-girls, was now here today, looking still as sweet as ever. He wondered why his fiancee never acted like this. His fiancee was straight-forward and at times a little too flirty for his liking. "Are you doing anything, or are you just wandering around?"
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Post by Mur on Nov 17, 2011 23:29:32 GMT -5
((You dididiid? XDD I didn't know that lmao I'm sorry your school right now sucks thougghhh usually people in the midwest are really nice xDDDDD Even the duchebags in drivers ed were at first lmaao And thats weiirirddd i mean I get it bututtt they no one is that white xDDD Only the cast of twilight is XDDDD Jack: I want babies, is that a bad thing? Mur: I think he's gotten wayyyy too excited for this xDDDD Salem: Seriously, I saw him playing with one of Persephone's dolls the other day. Jack: Did not, >=( -glareofdeath- -actuallydid- Garrett: I just thought we should have some time with Percy first, that's all. I always wanted another kid. =) Actually, three's a pretty good number. Jack: Youstolemynumber, >=( -evenmadder- -willkillsomeone- Mur: Uhhhhh dude does that mean I'm gay? 'Cause, like, I was totally a mommy's girl. 'Cause my dad was a terrible father. xDDDDD Eva: My Papa perfect! =D So is Mama. Kerrin: Awwww thank youuu, Eva-bunny. Eva: =))))) -willtotallyplayherparentsomeday- Persephone: Dadddyy you smell like chessewubber. Marius: ...Cheesewubber? xDDDDDDDDDD OMG PErsephone that's hilarious Persephone: >=( -nolikemariusnomore- )) Jack sighed somewhat lazily once they were out of the room, despite the glare from his manager as they left. But as Calypso released his hand, he couldn’t help but think the reason why was because she still thought of him as some sort of jerk, even if he had just defended her. Sure, he didn’t particularly want to hold her hand all day, but it wasn’t as though he were going for some sort of romantic gesture. He was just being polite. “Always.” He said quickly, nodding with a small scowl as he looked down at Calyspo, though a smile did quickly grow. “It’s kind of a shame, really. His wife’s lovely, but I have no idea why she married him…probably for the money or something, who knows.” He sighed, smirking a little as he listened to the curious little woman. Calypso was something unique – and not just by her name, her personality seemed to fit it just as well. Here she was, meeting someone she’d hated just the day before, carrying on one of the most interesting conversations that he’d had of late. “You’re a florist?” He asked, sounding quite curious as to the girl’s daily life. “I never would have guessed. I could have thought for sure you were some sort of lawyer or something, the way you were about ready to rip my manager in two back there.” He snickered, grinning at the pretty raven-haired girl. “I guess I always pictured florists as being, well, delicate flowers. Not fighters. But then again, with a girl named Calypso, I suppose I should be expecting a tone of surprises?” He asked with a rather unexpectedly tender smile. Her question, however, took him back to his own life. He would have been much happier wandering around talking about hers rather than his. He wasn’t really all that happy with his life, to be honest. He loved acting, yes, it was the one thing that he always wanted to do, but at the same time, he’d easily give it all up for a simple life, knowing what he’d discovered now. Heck, he could have an easier job acting on stage for all he knew, but the way things were going…well, they weren’t the way he wanted them to go, and as much as he did care about his Fiancee – hell, he had to if he was going to marry her, he couldn’t help but feel that his life wouldn’t be the way he wanted it to be with her, either. “Well, if you want be to answer that truthfully, I’ll go ahead and tell you that usually we just hide and let our managers deal with it. But, as you’ve seen, they’re obnoxiously rude and half the time the girls end up crying and threatening to sue and all that – not that they can, exactly, but still. But if you want me to lie, then I’ll just tell you that we happily sign all autographs and answer any questions that truthful, loving fans want us to.” He said, shaking his head with a slight scowl. “What about you, though? That’s got to be a pretty interesting job, a florist and all that. Guys coming in all the time buying roses to apologize to their wives for forgetting their birthdays or something. I’m sure you’ve heard a ton of stories.”
“Yes, but from who?” Kerrin whispered quietly, giggling a little as Dorian spoke to her. She’d seen that smile on his face, that pure, happy smile that only showed up every once and a while in his acting. It wasn’t like the smile he used when he was acting, it was the smile she supposed that he used in real life, and as she saw now, it really was. She waited quietly with Dorian for a while, before he seemed to think that it was all clear, and she shrugged lightly, smirking happily at the handsome man. “Its fine, don’t worry about it.” She sighed, shaking her head. “It actually happens more than you think, you know. I’m not exactly…well, your height. It’s pretty easy to get lost in a crowd sometimes.” She told him, though it wasn’t in any sort of depressed manner – she was very happy with her height, and if that meant she got bumped into every once and a while by tall, handsome men, then she had no problem with it at all. “Well, to be honest with you, I was just wandering around, you know, hoping I could find your handsome co-star or something – I heard he ran into my friend last night, you know, about the same time you and I met.” She said with a small grin, obviously teasing him just a little, for she really didn’t think of Jack as handsome at all – Dorian was the handsome one, no matter how much Calypso might protest about it. “It is…kind of boring, just sitting around my hotel room all day…and I’m guessing you feel the same way, or were you leaving to go on some sort of adventure?”
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Post by ``MIA on Nov 18, 2011 16:28:54 GMT -5
((the kid that won't leave me alone is like texting "peanut butter jelly time" like in 5 in the morning. i was seriously about to call him and be like "you fucking wake me up that early on saturday and i'm punching you in the face." xDDDD wooow i mean
Cal: jaccck calm down. Alba: c: -happyhappy- okay. let's make one now. -drags garett away-
Me: lmaooo nooo? it's just like a subconscious desire i guess cause generally, as children, we go to those who are most comforting sooo i guess for you it would be your mom. LMAO but yeah. that doesn't mean that. lmao. babies are just messed up.
Titi: cheeswhhat? -hasn't even ate anything- :c daddy doesn't wanna smell like cheese. Dori: -huggleseva- Me: lmao. eva gonna be a spoiled brat. xDDD))
She eyed him, smirking a little at his words before shrugging her shoulders. "I'm not a very good liar. I would be a terrible lawyer. And from what I can tell of it, you'd actually be helping out the bad guy every once in a while. It doesn't sound too great." Calypso wondered why this was happening. It's not as if she were going to complain, but she just didn't understand. Of course she had always dreamed off this happening, of them meeting and him finally realizing that this is the girl he should be marrying, but that wasn't reality. They didn't know each other, and honestly, for a moment, Calypso felt a little awkward around him. What was she suppose to say to him? She took in a deep breath, nodding along with her head. He probably wouldn't understand what she was about to say. "Most people just come in and buy flowers, and I'm not gonna ask them their story. But there is this one old man who comes in every year to buy the same exact flowers for his wife, and even after so long, he really does seem happy. He tells me it's because every year his love for her only grows. He's the cutest old guy in the world. I wish my grandparents were like that, but honestly they just sit around and yell at each other. It keeps up the excitement, I bet." She was happy with her job, even if it was just with flowers. As she always said, it's nice coming home smelling like flowers than anything else any job could ever give you. "What are you going to do after you're married?" she asked suddenly, wanting to know if this was what he wanted, if he was happy, because only moments before it seemed like he wasn't. "Are you going to settle down, or keep doing what you're doing? It seems like you're getting tired of it."
"Ah, yes, my manager." Dorian smirked a little as she demanded to know once more who they were running from, shooting the girl a smile. "Well, let's hope you don't disappear into the crowd for too long." Dorian listened to her speak as he began walking down the hall, allowing her to follow, but her next set of words made him frown. Of course, everyone liked Jack, but that usually didn't bother him as much as it did now. But he guessed it was only because he had met her first, obviously. "I think Jack's still in the room, if you want to meet him." As for him, he had gotten terribly bored. The day never seemed to end when you had nothing to do, and Dorian was tired of playing cards and sifting through his clothes just to evenly fold them back up and put them in the bag, like he had OCD or something. He shook his head. "I don't think there's much of an adventure we could have in here, but we can try. I mean, even the security guards are passed out on the floor, and I don't blame them. They probably haven't slept in a while." Dorian didn't really know where they were going until the well-painted walls and bright lights switched into dirty walls and flickering light-bulbs, the sign that they were probably in the back of the room where they kept all the storage. A large door, with a sign on the top said luggage in big bold letters, and he quite suddenly opened the door and peered inside. The room was large, perhaps larger than the waiting area itself, with long rows of abandoned luggage stacked on top of each other. Dorian let out a sudden chuckle. "This looks like fun," he said quietly, glancing at her with an amused smile as he pulled her along.
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Post by Mur on Nov 18, 2011 18:34:20 GMT -5
(((XDDDDDD DUDUDE omg that's the creepiest but most hilarious thing I've heard all day I feel so bad for you dude that sucks xDDDD But it makes me giggle lmao Jack: Fine. -snuggleshiscal- I love you...=) Garrett: Okay, >=D -soreadyforthis- -isdraggedaway- Mur: XDDDD Yeahhh yeah okay lmao cause my ma was definitely safer than my dad xDDDD and yes they areeee they're cute but they smell funny and cry a lot xDDDD Persephone: Cheesewubber, daddy. Use your ews. Salem: She says that you smell like a cheeseburger and need to use your ears. Persephone: -nodnod- Daddy no listen good. Autumn: Aw, that's adorable, she's critiquing her dad already. Persephone: You pretty. Autumn: O= OMG DID TITUS SPAWN JUST SAY THAT? Persephone: I talking to mommy. Autumn: Oh... Salem: =DDDDDDDDD Yup, that's definitely Titus spawn, =333 -proud- Eva: Papa you hugging to hard I can't breathe Kerrin: OMG DORI LET HER GO! D= Eva: o.o it not real bad... -hasacrazymama- )) “Really? You don’t seem like you’d be a bad liar – and I mean that in a good way. You seem pretty tough; pretty determined. I’d think you’d be able to come up with anything to get your point across.” Jack shrugged slightly, eyeing the dark-haired girl beside him. “But I do agree about the Lawyer thing. It’s probably a terrible job. I’ve met plenty of them, and they’re all miserable. Rich, but miserable. But then again my uncle was a lawyer, and he did just fine…” Jack murmured, musing to himself with sigh, before he turned back to Calypso and smiled, listening to her story about the old man that came in for flowers. He found himself laughing at the story, though it wasn’t exactly funny, it was sweeter than something humorous. As a matter of fact, it was remarkable, a little old man, doing the same thing every single year, doting upon his wife, and being happier each time that he stepped in. It was that sort of love, that sort of admiration that every person looked for in a relationship, he supposed. It was the sort of thing he wanted, to be honest. A wife that loved him, wanted to do everything for him, and would respect him enough to do it – most of the time, at least, which made it odd when the thought crossed his mind that he wasn’t quite sure that’s what he was getting with his Fiancée. As a matter of fact, the more time he spent with her, the worse their relationship seemed to get. “I’m surprised you don’t ask for their stories, or at least some of them. I know it probably comes off as rude or something in your profession, but with all the people you must meet every day, you’d think you would. Of course, then you run into the guy that’s buying two bouquets; one for his mistress, and one for his angry wife. That probably wouldn’t be too fun to have a conversation about, I guess. But that man sounds nice. You probably look forward to seeing him each year, see how his wife’s doing, all that jazz.” He sighed, looking down at her again as she asked a question of him. “To be honest with you, I’m not exactly sure.” He said, shaking his head lightly as he glanced down at her. “I’d like to settle down, at least a little, but I don’t hate my job. I love my job, it’s amazing, and I get to work with great people…well, aside from my manager.” He smirked. “It’s just…the fans. They’re great and all, but they can get a little psychotic, and trying to please them all is just impossible. Especially when they want to do…inhuman things to you at night.” He shuddered, grimacing a little at the thought of some of the letters he’d received. “But then you come across the good ones, and they make it better for a little while, but the crazy one’s just find you again and make it all worse – especially when the girl your marrying hates how much attention you get. So, yeah, I guess it’s a little of both. I mean, I’m not ready to start dragging a kid around in all this chaos, if that’s what you mean.”
It was hard to judge a person accurately after knowing them for just an hour or so, as she hadn’t really spent all that much time with him back in that elevator, but one thing that Kerrin could tell about Dorian was that he was much kinder, much sweeter, much more polite and even a bit sillier than she ever expected him to be. Sure, she’d always hoped that he’d turn out to be a nice guy, but she’d always thought that would be a bit much to hope for. After all, he was an actor, and very few actually got good reviews from fans outside of promotional appearances. Yet, here she was, talking, and hiding, with Dorian Cain, and all of a sudden he was leading her off down the hall like they’d known each other since birth or something – and to be honest, she was enjoying it a little more than she should be. “What? Oh, no, I was kidding, he’s, erm…well, he’s handsome and all, but he’s not exactly my type.” Kerrin admitted suddenly, blushing a bit as he told her where she could probably find his co-star. “But I’m sure my friend would find that information very handy.” She smirked slightly at this, finding the mental image of Calypso storming Jack’s room rather humorous, though she had already had her little run-in with the famous man, which didn’t exactly turn out to be as dreamy as she wanted. “And those guards, I’m sure, have been hard at work guarding you and Jack from crazy little fans like me. Er, well, I’m not crazy, but…do they really think someone like me could take you down that easily?” Kerrin asked, thinking aloud more than she really was speaking. Suddenly, though, Dorian was leading her into a room marked with a door that said ‘luggage’, a room in which it appeared that any and all unclaimed, left-behind luggage was kept. “Uh, Dorian, I know you’re a celebrity and all, but I don’t think we’re supposed to be in here…” She said in a quiet whisper, glancing up into the tall mans gorgeous eyes. But as she looked back down, she spotted something across the room that made her pause for a moment, before leaving Dorian’s side with a small grin and moving to a bag of luggage. “My parent’s used to have a bag just like this,” She said suddenly, stopping over an old, ratty looking suitcase. “I remember sitting on it so we could get it closed when we went on a vacation to Florida – and let me tell you, when you don’t go to Disneyworld, Florida is a lot less fun than it sounds.” Kerrin quipped with a grin, pausing as she fingered the tattered bag curiously, her eyes jumping between Dorian and the door behind him. “You think anyone would catch us if we opened it…?”
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Post by ``MIA on Nov 18, 2011 21:04:38 GMT -5
((yeaaaah. and my brother needs to move outttt but that's never gonnnaaa haappen.
LMAO i'm listening to prince of egypt music really loud so i can block out my brother and father yelling at each other XDDD "LALALLALAL" xDD voldie sings for like a second xDDD pooor ramsesss
lmao i keep calling cal, Kida cauuse that's like my random character person for when i write like little fanfictions xDD that way i don't have to think of names constantly
cal: c: i love you tooo -nuzzlenuzzle- Me: wooow. instead of cal and jack, it alba and garrett that are leavvinnng
Titi: don't talk smart to your father, Persephone. -unhappywithattitude- Me: lmao. xDD woow. you'd think salem would be the one scolding her and titi would be the one arguing with his own child. Dori: yeah, kerrin, it's not that bad :/ -isannoyed- Me: lmaooo ohhh kerrrinnn no wonder why he goes to evaa all the time xDD
lmao i have no idea what to do with jack and cal i thought i had something buut it just says "free block" xD i forgot))
Calypso nodded, frowning at the man. She guess she could understand what he was saying, but it made her feel pathetic, like she shouldn't be here. She was, after all, just as much as a fan as the others. The dark-haired woman took in a deep breath, deciding it was best if she just thought nothing of this, that they were just talking, like normal people who will eventually never see each other again. She was quite tired of getting her hopes up, after all, and this was no exception. "I understand, Jack." She, admitedly, was a little happy to know that he wasn't about to have a child yet. It was perhaps selfish of her, but she was telling herself it was only because everything was going to face. Jack and his fiancee were about to get married, having a kid now would be too soon, wouldn't it? As they continued to walk, though to where Calypso didn't know. But when she spotted a few candy machines against the wall, the very machines children were excited to see, she grinned and pulled out some quarters. She bought herself a ball of gum and a plastic ring, looking quite pleased with herself as she managed to blow a bubble, turning around and just as she was placing the ring on her finger. "Banana flavored gum. It's the best." She grinned happily at the man, looking amused even at such a simple thing. She smirked a little as she bounced back over toward Jack, her hair flowing behind her. Perhaps her face had too much innocence in it, but that smirk on her lips was not. "I have a proposition for you, Jack Browning. Teach me a thing or two about acting, and I may buy you gum, unless of course you already have coin, which ruins my fun in the process." Calypso pouted a little, eying the man.
Dorian smirked at her protests, even though as soon as she saw something, it was almost as if her mind completely switched to that very thing. He shrugged, vaguely amused by the woman's words. "Maybe it belongs to them? You never know," he paused, eying the bag. "It could've mysteriously popped up because it wanted to be with you again." He moved over toward her, offering her a smile in response to her words. He agreed, however. He didn't really like Florida, though he was sure his wife would. It seemed Florida was full of stuck-ups and old people, not that he had anything against the old people, of course. "If they didn't catch us coming in, Kerrin, I doubt they'll notice. Besides, this place is huge." He knew it was probably wrong doing this, but in his defense, the door should've been locked. And what did they expect people to do all day when they were snowed in an airport? "Go ahead and open it." His attention, however, was caught on an interesting leather bag. The smell that came off of it reminded him of his grandfather, and as he opened the bag, he realized that it probably did belong to an old man. He pulled out some glasses, huge glases, of course, that looked like fish-bowls. And he chuckled a little as he put them on, squinting. "Ah, God, my eyes." He brushed them off, rubbing at his eyes with a smile on his face, moving quickly over toward Kerrin to see what was inside the bag. "What's in it?"
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