A Halloween RP (and some pictures)

To start off, I made a version of Bea for Halloween, and she is a vampire. She's very cute as a vampire. mhm. I also did one for Shade, in which she's in a dungeon (probs just getting done with almost killing someone), and is covered in blood. c:

And, a roleplay! It'll steadily get larger so I'll put it under a read more, and I'll just keep it under this post. So for updates on the roleplay, just click the RP and you'll see all replies, from my friend and from me. The characters of my friend are Shade, Nate, and Jade. I have Bea, Lea, and Jade. Ye. So let's begin!

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"Well, ah, actually, Shade...There's ahaha...there's a reason why I dragged you out here. I um, well, god, I'm bad with words. I ah...Here, this flower reminded me of your eyes. *nervous laughter* I really um, I really like you, Shade. Would you like to, I dunno, go out sometime? U-Unless you don't like me back. Then. Then just forget everything. I'll burn the flower."

(For those who are confused, it's a little reply to a friend who called me out on her blog. sorry, y'all, it's a private blog. you're gonna have to deal. but look! it's a picture of my character! huzzah!!!!!)

Ever Get That Feeling?

Okay, so, I wanna talk about my characters a little. I love them all so much, but then there's just the main two: Bea and Jade. No one knows Lea, no one knows Oliver. No one has any special connection with them, and probably never will (I doubt we'll ever restart the restart). And it just....kinda sucks? I don't know how to explain it.

Everyone loves Bea so much, and everyone knows Jade and has their emotions towards her, whether it be love or hatred, they at least has something for them. There's a song for Lea called Shatter Me by Lindsey Stirling, and I fell in love with it, because it describes her so well. Always surrounded by gears and metal and all of her work, and she's always alone. She's somewhat friends with Jade, and has her brother, Oliver, but she always ends up smothering herself with her work, and she never really has a life.

She feels like she can't, because she's devoted to the Shadows and because of her intelligence, she feels that she has better things to do, more things to develop. So she isn't exactly happy. So she hopes for someone to come in, to take her away from everything, to distract her. To shatter her. To make her feel alive. And because everyone already has their own thoughts and ships and everything...it feels like she'll never find anyone. And that just makes me feel sad. I hope something develops someday. That I'll figure something out and she can have a happy ending.

*sighs* Sorry, this is a sorta sad post, huh? Oh well. Sorry for the whole thing of not posting in a while, school is making me very panicky and that's kinda the priority for now. But I promise when I have time (like now), I'll try and muster up somethin'. *grins* until then, later!!

Wow, a Post That's Not About The Roleplay??

damn, this is weird. I basically made this blog for Divided, but as you can (hopefully) remember, I did say that it was also going to have some personal stuff too. So, today, I'm just gonna ramble about this year's Banzai, and also Halloween.

So, last year, maybe you remember my four (five? idk) posts about Banzai, and my cosplays, and the struggles and the fun times and all that. Well, that time is rolling around again! I'm excited but also nervous as hell to go, because for one, this year, I'm sticking with Tori and their friends only. Because of the fact that Alix, Madison, and Sara all can't go, Siri decided that it wasn't worth it, and now Allie doesn't really seem like she wants to go. So I'm ah, I'm really bummed out about that. *sighs* I wish we could all go. Last year it was really fun to be with all my friends and hang out. Oh well. Maybe I convince Allie to still go...?

But, besides that, let's get onto the part that I wanna ramble about. My cosplays. Talking to some of my friends, I found out that some are taking around like, eight cosplays with them. Like, no thanks. I would prefer not to have to lug all that around and have to deal with changing in the middle of the day. But, perhaps, I might have more than three cosplays this time 'round.

So, this year, I'm gonna be kinda dull. I'm gonna be actual Aradia this time, unlike last year (which was a sucky try at human Aradia). I even got my horns and fixed my shirt!!!! I'm so excited to try and be her this year. Next, I'm going to try and be fem!Karkat. What I wanna try and do is find a turtleneck black sweater (hopefully it won't be super hot there) and then get grey jeans and grey paint, and paint the turtleneck. I'll most likely use my Aradia wig, and just pull it into a braid or pigtails, I dunno yet. I'm also gonna try and pull back my Crockercorp Jade this year (yeah, I know, lame reusing cosplays). I just have the slight issue that my friend took my skirt so uh, hopefully I'll get that back. Ahaha. *shifts a little*

But, I also am starting to pull together another cosplay! Recently, I lost my heart and my soul to a show called Gravity Falls. My heart was taken by the main character, Dipper Pines, the dorky and nerdy and paranoid noodle kid. So, I wanted to try and take a stab at cosplaying fem!Dipper! I have the hat, shorts, and hair to do it. I just need the vest and the shirt, and then I'm set, I suppose.

Anywho, I'm a bit scared and nervous about this year's Banzai. Hopefully I won't be pulled into the drama there and end up crying and having a breakdown (like so many do o~o)

Next on my agenda is Halloween. I'm panicky about that thing. Idk what to do for it. I might do fem!Dipper (most likely, if I can't pull it together by Banzai), or maybe do Charlie Brown ghost (but that's pretty lame), but I also really really really wanna do a cheshire cat kinda thing. but that's kinda hard to do with all the dressing and then the makeup (I wanna do the cool mouth thing), and I probably wouldn't be able to trick or treat in that costume. So, maybe I'll just do fem!Dipper. Idk man. I'm panicky. q-q

So yeah, that's all on my mind. I should be focusing on school, but nope. It's cosplay month. WOO.

OH! A final note. Allie wanted all of us to go to Banzai, and cosplay our characters. So she'd be Anthony, I'd be Bea, Sara would be Shade, Siri would be Lizzie, Alix would be Shi (you haven't really met her), and Madison would be Skyler (nor her). Allie already has most of her cosplay put together and she's ho t. I would like to cosplay Bea too. Maybe someday...*looks off into the distance* . . . what was the point of this paragraph? I dunno. Just a little thought of mine. ANYWAY! Until next time!!!!! :D

Whoa who would've guessed I sure didn't

Yeah it's more Neat. sorry.

*whiSTLES LOUDLY* GOD DAMN.

SO HEY GUYS GUESS WHO'S OFFICIALLY TRASH? THAT'S RIGHT, ME.
i've basically sold my soul to Neat. wow. that ah, that did not take long at all. hmmmmmm. anyway, the point of this post is to demonstrate just how completely fricked i am. on Tumblr, good ol Tumblr, there's a lot of posts on there. lots of them have to do with random shit. and others have to do with OTP oneshot prompts. so, there's one where it's along the lines of "that one ship where they "hate" each other so much but would be completely devastated if something happened to the other." yeah, yeah that's Neat. the other one is "what a nice otp you have there it'd be a shame if oNE WAS BRUTALLY EXECUTED IN FRONT OF THE OTHER." hmmm. "imagine if person A took the fatal shot for person B, but instead of a dramatic death scene playing out, person A is dead before they hit the ground." ....yeah. here you go. all wrapped up nicely for you. good luck.

  I didn’t think about it. I just moved, closing my eyes, gritting my teeth. “Move!” I shouted,  jumping forward. I slammed into Nate, pushing him down, away from the gunshot. I felt it rip into my chest, coughed out some blood. Opening my eyes, I collapsed, crumpling. I hit the ground dead.

   I stared down the barrel of the gun, accepting my fate. But then, I heard her. “Move!” Bea screamed, and I felt myself being shoved. I fell, and I heard the shot ring out in the silence. I turned my head, and saw her crumple to the floor, her eyes open still. She was staring into nothing. A bit of blood dribbled from her lips. Forgetting where I was for a moment, I scrambled over to her. My hands barely touched her as I rolled her over. A dark red stain was spreading from her shirt, a ragged hole right over her heart.
“Bea.” I whispered. “Wake up. Bea, stop playing around.” I reached out and brushed a strand of hair from her face. Her skin was cool already. “Get up. Stop. You aren’t dead. Get up.” I felt a hand on my shoulder, and looked up to see Jade. She was still holding the gun, smoke trailing from the barrel. I realized I was shaking, ever so slightly. No.
  “Even if she played hero to save your life, you’re still at your execution, Jones.” I felt my Shadow stir. I didn’t try to stop myself. Not this time.
  “You shot her.” I rasped, my voice dry, low. “You killed her.” Jade raised the gun, blowing the smoke away. I felt myself slipping. “Obviously.” She said, and motioned to some guards. They stepped towards me. I glanced down at Bea, and saw her hazy violet eyes. Then, I lost it.

#REGRET

Okay. Okay so not only is this late, but. But I'm just trash. So like, two posts ago, I wrote a Neat thing. A little drabble. Well in that small amount of time between then and now, I kinda started shipping Neat hard. And by hard, I mean really fucking hard. I wrote smut for it. I am so sorry. I'll put it under a cut. (U////////////U)

A Childhood Incident

So, a part of Jade's backstory is a bit...hazy. In her description, it's said that she has a long, horizontal scar running across her cheek, from an incident when she was a child. Some were confused about it. So, I decided to try and write what had happened. To give some background, Jade used to be called a witch child because of her odd looks, and because she couldn't touch anyone without making them pass out, or become very weak. At home, she would be beaten by her father. But, she made a friend (that she slowly started to fall in love with) that had the same situation at home. They stayed friends for a little, until one night...

We Interrupt This Program For a...Neat Announcement.

I turned the corner of the hallway, taking a sip from my flask, before hitting someone, and grunted, stumbling back. Quickly slipping my flask away, I glared at whoever hit me, a sharp remark on my tongue. 

My hazy violet eyes met frosty blue ones, and I realized it was Nate.

“Oh. You.” I said, faint disgust in my voice. I noticed that some of my whiskey has spilled onto his shirt, and he reached up with a handkerchief - a handkerchief - and patted the stain. 

“Yeah. Me. Seems your recklessness has gotten the best of you yet again, Holmes,” he said, angrily. “Ugh, whiskey stains horribly. I should have you marked up for this. Underaged drinking in school. Absolutely ludicrous.” I rolled my eyes, shifting my weight from one foot to the other. 

“It’s not illegal in Europe,”  I said, crossing my arms.

“We’re in America.” 

I shrugged. “Same difference.” 

He sighed, annoyed, and tried to get past me. “Honestly, you’re not even worth my time–” I stuck my foot out and tripped him, making him stumble and almost fall.  I smirked, and he turned, his eyes flashing. 

“What was that Jones? Couldn’t hear you over how awesome I am.” I turned to him and stepped forward, getting into his face. “You’re just some pretentious lame-ass that’s manipulative. That’s all you’ll ever be. Stop pretending you’re so high and mighty, nerd.” He glared at me a second longer before smirking, leaning right back, so we were inches apart.

“Same with you, Beatrix,” I cringed, glaring furiously at him, “you’re nothing but a drunk, arrogant, good for nothing–” I grabbed the front of his shirt and yanked him a few inches up, before pushing him into the wall. He raised an eyebrow, clearly enjoying the fact that I was getting annoyed. I gritted my teeth, holding him there.

“If ya knew what was good fer ya, you’d shut up,” I hissed, my southern accent peeking out. He smiled some more, letting me hold him in the air. “You don’t scare me, Bea, in fact, you hardly intimidate me. Much less impress me.” I felt him trying to get into my head, stir my emotions.

“To be completely honest, the only thing you make me feel is slightly…” I felt an emotion click in my head, and heat flooded my stomach, making my thoughts go fuzzy. 

“…turned on.” 

I felt my grip on him slacken, watched him come back down to eye level. I pressed him into the wall as lust overtook my senses for a short moment, just enough to make me lean forward and catch his smirk in a kiss.

Fuck.

Oliver Ace Vindico

As I said a few posts back, I have a new character. I actually really like him. No one else does. One of my friends especially. She said he was stupid. ._. but! I shall still love him, because he's awesome, and kinda like, the only POC character. :\ we weren't really good with that. I'm trying to fix that. Anyways!!! Here's my new character that I adore!!!!!! :D

Oliver Ace Vindico

Gender:

Male, Gender-fluid

Age:

20 years old (Birthday being November 11th)

Height:

6’ 3’’

Status:

Antagonist/Neutral

Ranking:

He’s part of the aerials, just another solider of the Shadows. He prefers to go bye himself, and usually strays from the main group that he’s assigned to. He likes to fancy himself as a higher ranking, as he should be, but every time he almost gets promoted he ends up pulling a prank or doing something wrong, and does not. He also is a part of the Shadows more casual side, where people work to give food, or heal, or anything. Instead of being useful, he has a tattoo parlor. Though, he’s pretty popular.

Power:

He’s an animator. Not one who writes and makes cartoons, but instead, can bring inanimate objects to life, or make things that can come to life. Think of Mickey Mouse and the wizard hat. How he’s able to animate the broom to be able to work for him. Oliver can do that. Although, he usually does it with slightly more fun objects, and with better motivation. This is also why he has a tattoo parlor. He gives people moving tattoos, such as a tree blowing in an imaginary wind, a cat licking its paw, etc. 

Besides his animation ability, he has one ace up his sleeve that earned him a spot in the aerials: he has wings. A spinoff of Darel and Shade’s experiment, Lea decided to take her stepbrother and give him the DNA of a hawk, and with that, came wings, an hawk’s vision. He uses a sniper rifle to take out his enemies from above.

Appearance:

Oliver has shaggy black hair that’s spiked up in the back, and always wind swept. It occasionally falls into his eyes, a dark, dark brown color. He likes to wear eyeliner around his eyes. He has light, pale skin, usually only dirt smudges marking up his cheeks. He usually wears plain t-shirts, and a long, black trench coat over it. Wrapped around his neck, he has a red scarf given to him by his sister, though it’s a bit old and dirty from the years. He likes to wear skinny jeans, and bright red chucks. He has massive black wings (usually hidden under the trench coat - but you can see slits in the trench coat where the wings can peek through) that have a span of three of him. They usually brush the ground behind his feet.

On his back he has a sniper rifle, strapped around, and on his belt he always has more rounds, ready to be in action at any moment. He has tattoo sleeves, with Japanese art, dragons, cherry blossoms, and samurais. On his back he has a dragon, reaching from his neck to his ass, and it swirls around, occasionally blowing flames along his shoulders.

Personality:

Oliver has a heart of gold, and a mind that doesn’t really know what’s going on. When he was brought into the Shadows, Lea went into his head, and poked around until she rewired it so that he doesn’t have any morals. He honestly doesn’t think killing is bad, and kinda enjoys it when he’s in the air, thinking it’s a game. He’s extremely sweet, and very casual around everyone. He’s aromantic, and used to have flings with his friend, Bea, before she left to go to the Shadows. He loves to pull pranks, and also cause trouble, and generally has a care free vibe about him, not really caring for all that dull war stuff. He rarely ever gets serious.

Other Information:

Oliver is from South Korea, his mom marrying Lea’s father, and making him her step-brother. He was all for joining the Shadows, and joined when he was fifteen, making it his fifth year with them. Lea was originally going to ignore him, but started to grow a soft spot for him, and when she found out his ability to animate things, she decided to bring him in and make him more useful. 

Kill Count: 

He doesn’t like to keep a count (not that he would remember anyway).

And here's a picture of him! God. I love him. His wings are wrong but that' the best I could do. I assure you, he does not have tiny little bat wings. Nope. But so yeah! He's probably going to show up often now, since he has been properly introduced. c: Until next time!

o H SHIT

OH MY GOSH I FORGOT TO UPDATE THIS BLOG FOR LIKE TWO WEEKS SHIT MAN SHIT SHIT SHIT OKAY SORRY

aHh I'm crying I'm so sorry guys! QoQ Okay, okay so, let's just ignore my complete forgetting to update. Okay. So, in my last post, I was talking about my need to change Jade, my super unoriginal character, into someone that would fit the part of a sadistic-al and cold queen/leader of the Shadows. And, I think I found the answer. So, from Jade Harley...to Jade Hexe Young!

To start off, I kept her first name, as you can see. She's just always going to be Jade, and that's perfectly fine with me. Her middle name is actually a small little joke. Not really. But kinda. So, Jade is from German heritage, and when she was born, her father called her "Ah! Hexe! Hexe!" Hexe means "witch" in German. I mean, you'd be a little startled when your child has white hair and bright red eyes, right? So, her father just called her Hexe from then on. So as a cruel joke, she took that name up as her middle name. Isn't that just funny?! Hahaha...haaaa......................anyway. Her last name, it was actually just picked randomly. It sounded like a pretentious last name, and so I shrugged and put it as her last name. I kinda like it, actually. Jade Hexe Young.

Now, to get rid of her look as to Fem! Prussia, I decided to change only a couple things. I wanted to keep her red eyes and white hair, because that's a big part of her. So, instead, I focused on what hair style she has, and her outfit. Before, it was a red, white, and blue colored pirate outfit. Which was really weird. I didn't really...get...why I did that...But! It's much better now.

So, basically, what she wears now, is military type dresses that are black, and knee high wedges, that are also black. She has badges and such on her chest, and wears a belt that has her sword on it, but other than that she rarely wears any makeup or jewelry. Sometimes she's seen with a small red cross on, and mascara, but other than that, nothing else. It's basic and also, really nice. One problem with the outfit that I'm going to show you, the boots are off. I couldn't find exactly what I wanted on the site I made the outfit on, so it's a separate picture.

As you can see, the boots are much different. Much cooler. Mhmmhm. Anyways, moving onto her hair, I think I'm going to have it be at just past her shoulders, somewhat rounded in, so if she's leaning forward you can tell easily that it's curled slightly at the tips. I didn't really want her to hair straight hair, so this works. So, yeah! The revamped Jade Young. Woo! Sorry again for the late post, and until next time!!

Jade Harley --> ????

Okay, so recently I've been stressing about if I actually wrote the book. Because, um, well there's a lot of problems with one of my characters. For one, like ninety percent of her is not even my idea. Whoops. I originally just took a free-form character named Jade, and turned her into a girl with long white hair and red eyes, and gave her a last name. But the problem is, the character design was a bit unoriginal. The name I gave her was Jade Harley. And, if you look way back into my posts, you'll see that I basically just took the name from a character from Homestuck.

Which is bad. Not only that though, when looking for pictures of a girl with long white hair and red eyes, I stumbled upon gender bent Hetalia. Hetalia is an anime about personified countries. The picture of the girl I was looking exactly for was the girl version of Prussia, an albino.

I just rolled with the whole pirate outfit. But so anyways, I um, I decided I needed to redo like, all of her design. New name, new look. Although, I think I might keep the name Jade, just because a new first name puts a whole different spin on the character, and none of my friends would really like if I did that. So, basically everything minus her first name.

So I know there's like, no one out there, so I can't be all, "Oh, choose between this name and this one!" because I know I wouldn't get any response. So instead, I'm just going to think about it myself, and maybe post my thoughts, and then a new design. And maybe a different design.

That's basically what's happening, yo.

AND I'M BACK.

Holy shit you guys, okay, so in recent news I've come back and realized that holy cow my blog is too beautiful to go to waste. SO! I downloaded the blogger app, and I've decided on making this a roleplay blog. Those who have stayed with this blog should know what the roleplay is, with Bea and Lea and Jade and Anthony and Shade, etc. I'm basically just gonna blog about them. Why? Well, because I hate myself of course! I've come to terms that my friends will most likely not come back to the roleplay, and that I bug my girlfriend too much about it (though I'll probably still bug her). So here I am, lonely and lost, with my OCs and nothing to do with them. Time to fill the void in my heart and blog about them! You'll hear about more characters now, such as Lizzie and Hank (who are werewolves), Darel and Nate (family of Shade - both are nerds), and a new addition, Oliver Vindico. Along with that, I'll be revamping Jade (for personal/copyrighting reasons) and possibly laying out a plot and drafts for a book. Yes, I've been thinking about writing a book for these nerds. My friends and I were all going to write it together buuuut...yeah. Doesn't seem like that's gonna happen. So, without further hesitation, here's the re-opening of my blog!

PS: I'll most likely have other posts about other stuff too, like personal stuff or whatever. But it'll mainly be focused around the roleplay.

So long, Farewell, auf Wiedersehen, Adieu

So, this is going to be my last post of the year. This was a really fun project, and I had a lot of fun with it! Though I didn't get many page views, I still had fun posting and making my blog look cute. At the beginning of the year, I was only going to post music reviews. Thank God I decided that was too restricted. Not only did I have fun posting, but it was fun reading my other friends blogs!
But, this is not only going to be a goodbye post. Last quarter, my teacher requested that I put all of my OCs (Lea, Millie, Bea) together in a situation. Although they've been in many situations together in the book I'm writing with my friends, I didn't exactly have them all together...by themselves. So, here's my final little story, which is basically all three of them screwing around. Enjoy!

"Um, who's she." Lea said, pointing at me. I smiled a little, waving, but scooted a little behind Bea. She glared at me, and shifted in front of her table that had gears scattered across it. I swallowed a little. Bea rolled her eyes, stepping away from me.
"It's Millie, a girl I'm babysitting for the day while Tyler and Cassie are out," Bea said, her voice a little bitter. "Ugh, I can't believe they came to me. Why do they think I'm good with kids?" As she spoke, I fidgeted a little, not really sure what to do, or to say. I didn't really mind that she was complaining, after all I deserved it, but I just didn't know what to do.
"H-Hi." I squeaked out, my voice smothered in a southern accent. "How're ya?" Lea and Bea's eyes shifted to me, violet and yellow piercing my orange. I bit my lip, taking a step forward. "I'm Millie, I like your doo-das." I pointed at the gears on her table and Lea scoffed, rolling her eyes.
"Doo-das. Great. Wonderful. Listen, kid, if you knew what these could do, your mind would stop working. I can guarantee that. After all, you're ten, right? Nevermind, don't answer that. I'm right. You can't begin to understand the abilities we can do, so your little head won't take in what these are. They aren't just doo-das." I looked at the table and then at her, scuffling my feet.
"Y'know, I have a power too." I mumbled, looking away. Lea quieted down, scanning me.
"Really?" She wasn't asking me; Instead, Bea shrugged, leaning against the wall. "Yeah, that's what Tyler told me. Something about clouds." I tilted my head up and smiled.
"I can control weather." Lea looked at me some more, her eyes flicking down my body, scanning it. "Hm." She hummed, and turned to her gears. Picking one up, she turned a dial and pointed it at me, a small light shining in my eyes. I squinted, turning my face away.
"Hey, what're you d--" Lea cut me off, pushing the light closer. "Shut it. I'm taking a few tests and notes with this." She said, looking at a little screen attached to the device. Her black lips were pursed, and the light shut off. I blinked a few times, dazed.
"Well, seems you're not lying, at least, you think you aren't. You can't control weather. Weather occurrences happen whenever your emotions go askew. When you're older you'll be able to control it. But for now, you're just an accident waiting to happen." I frowned a little, looking at Bea, who was standing from the wall.
"Don't be so harsh, Lea. She's just a kid. And she can control it a little, I bet." She said, defending me. I went quiet, looking at the floor. The two bickered for a while, talking about whether or not I should be tested, and whether or not I'm safe. Finally, Bea grabbed my hand, pulling me out the door.
"We're gonna get ice cream." She muttered, and I smiled a little, walking with her.
"I never had ice cream." I mumbled. She gasped, and scooped me up.
"Well, let's go get some, hm? You can't go on forever without having any," Bea said, pulling a small, tired smile. I smiled back.
"Yay!"
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So, that was the little drabble I wrote. I didn't really have any idea in mind, just putting them together. And hoozah, they did stuff! Here's a picture of Lea and Millie, by the way (courtesy of Icon Generator):

Lea Vindico

Millie Stryker

If you want to make your own, go here. But, so this is sadly, farewell. I hope you all enjoyed this blog, because I put actual effort into this! Woo! So, later nerds, and have a nice life. Bye!! :D

They Get Into an Argument :\

Well I mean, my OTP can't always be mushy stuff. (remember kids, Anthony the classy dumbass belongs to my girlfriend, Allie. just a reminderrrr~)

I put my hands squarely on his chest, shoving him back. “I can’t believe you did that! Why can’t you just, for once Anthony, just fucking listen to me!” He took a step back, before clenching his fists.

“Because you’re irrational! You thought you could do it but you couldn’t!” He shouted, matching my tone. I growled, leaning forward, and bared my teeth at him in a snarl.

“At least I’m not always fucking it up! I wasn’t the one who failed the last mission because you held me back when I was supposed to move my position!” I was so angry, and a red haze covered my vision. Anthony started quivering, and I saw his jaw lock. He was trying to calm down. He opened his mouth to speak but I cut him off.

“You always think I can’t do shit but you’re always wrong! I’m the one who can operate, I’m the one who can control my Shadow, who can control my powers, unlike you, who’s only ever fucked up! When was the last time you were able to complete a mission, Anthony?! I’ve only seen you sulk, and when you actually do something, it’s when you fuck up! You killed Raven, you hurt Shade, you killed your best friend because you were afraid! All your life you’ve just messed up! And you think I can’t pull a simple stunt off?!” He stopped, staring me in the eye, and unclenched his fists. I hissed, shoving him again.

“You’re just taking it again! You can’t even defend yourself! I thought you were over that, I thought you were able to fucking defend yourself, Anthony!” I shouted, and he snapped, throwing his hands up.

“I WAS ONLY EVER ABLE TO DO THAT BECAUSE OF YOU!” That made me stop, tense, as his voice cracked on the last word. We both fell silent, everything frozen. Then, without another word, he turned, grabbing his coat off the rack and left, the door closing behind him.

I was shaking, and I screamed at the closed door, then grabbed the nearest thing to me, a vase with a few lilies in it, and I threw it at the wall, watching as the beautiful gift shattered, water, lilies, and shards going everywhere.

And then I broke down, dropping, hugging my knees to me as I curled up. Fuck.

UPDATE: This is really kinda off topic, kinda, but I've been drawing Bea a lot lately and got a good picture of her, and now I'm kinda in love with drawing her. So, here, have an anguished Bea, that could maybe fit into this story, hm? 

Yeah it doesn't exactly fit into the story but whatever. *waves hands*

Jade Harley is a Badass

Okay, so I wrote a Vital Vocab a little while ago and I cannot stop reading it over again. I just really love Jade! She's so elegant and strong and just, just, ahhhhhh Jade.... So anyways, I'm gonna shove the Vital Vocab at you. Read it. Now.

 I heard quiet comments ripple through the crowds as I made my way through the ballroom, my eyes dancing around easily as I took it all in. My party, my grand scheme, it was almost complete. Now all I needed was the Army to take the bait, and the chess game would finally begin.
“My, Jade really does look beautiful tonight, doesn’t she?” I heard from a man, to which a girl responded, “Yeah, she really is sublime.” I smirked slightly as I made my way to a table with all sorts of refreshments laid, picking up a small glass with bubbling champagne in it. As I took a small sip, my mind slipped out, entering everyone’s at once, catching every thought.
Jade looks more stoic than usual, I guess she’s trying to pull her masks again... I heard the single thought and turned to the carrier, catching the Main Guard’s eye. As soon as he met my cold stare, he got my succinct message, swallowed and turned away, trying to join in with an amiable conversation some people were having by him. A girl, elegantly dressed in a green dress, appeared by my side, munching on some crackers and cheese.
“What angle are you trying to play at, Jade?” She asked, some crumbs on her black lips. I merely smiled and took another sip, closing my eyes. “Ah, Leatrin. I’m only playing with my pawns. Notice how I didn’t invite many important pieces to the party?” They all surmise it’s for fun... She scoffed, lifting another cracker to her lips.
“Of course I did; not even Nate is here. Which is why I’m asking, what angle are you getting at with all this?” I finished off my glass and dropped it, hearing the usually strident shatter muffled by the music in the room.
“Bear with me, you’ll see. It’s all laid out.” Leatrin sighed, crossed her arms, turned. “You never tell me your plans.” She walked away, and I stepped over my broken glass, tapping a small button on my wrist. As the music slowed to a stop, I felt a small chip in the back of my throat turn on and my voice projected.
“Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for coming out tonight to join me at my nineteenth birthday party. I hope you’ll all bare your souls tonight as we drink and dance, because you’ve all worked hard for a night such as this.” People started clapping and I let them carry out their applause before they quieted down.
“Now,” I sensed them walk in; the Army, Elizabeth, Beatrix, Tyler, Hank, Anthony, they slowly walked in. I caught Elizabeth's eye, and smiled wickedly. “Let’s all give a round of applause for our special guests, the Army!”

Just a little bonus, here's the dress Jade would be wearing at the ball:

she's such a babe ovo

I wrote a story!

Hey again! So, I wanted to share with you my story that I recently wrote, but there's one problem. It's kinda long. I mean, not book length, it's only 1,000 words or so, but I mean, that's a lot for some. It was a collab writing too, with the help of my waifu. So, if you'd like to read it, click the little read more thing. Also, it's really sad. Just, just warning you.

Leatrin Vindico

So here's my next character, Lea. Her bio is different from the other two because I wanted to do a different style with it, so live with it for now. Here's who she is~

Leatrin (Lea) Vindico

Height, build: She's 5'5'', and is amazingly strong, can lift double her weight. Although, she doesn't fit the look of a bodybuilder, she can easily bench press any, and in a short time too.

Physical description: She has somewhat wavy, soft curled hair that's a rich, chocolatey brown. It contrasts sharply against her pastel yellow eyes, making them pop. She wears grey jeans and a soft green tee shirt when training, and a dress when she's outside of work. She refuses to wear her uniform. She only wears a badge.

Power/abilities: Superhuman Mentality. It's the ability to have intelligence quotient far above that of a genius level (though, she doesn't show it a lot, she usually shows it through her academic part, and when she invents). This ability can be so evolved that Lea was able to gain telekinesis and resist both mind control and other psionic attacks.

As mentioned before, she invents. She is able to hide her extreme intelligence, though not during her academic part of getting into her team. She's able to create amazing inventions such as time manipulators, miniature black holes, etc.

Personality: Though intelligent, she doesn't fit the personality. She's sassy and refuses to listen to people, to directions. When she's inventing or working on something, she will completely ignore everyone, and maybe snap at them. But when someone gets to know her, she's actually pretty nice. She'll give her life for someone (even if she doesn't know them) in heartbeat. She's smart in a fight, almost never losing.

So there you have it. Here's an outfit I've been toying around with that I think she would wear:

Another Character - Millie Stryker

I want to share aaaall of my characters with you guys now~

Millie Grace Stryker

Age:

10 years old (Birthday being August 15th)

Height:

4’ 3’’

Power:

Millie was able to control abnormal weather occurrences since she was a small child. At first it was triggered by strong emotions, such as anger, sadness, love, etc. Anger brought hurricanes, tornados, lightning. Sadness brought tsunamis, strong rain and wind, sometimes even large hail or snow. Love and happiness always brought light rain and rainbows. Soon though, she learned to control her powers to the less extreme but can still be very dangerous if she gets emotional.

Appearance:

She is all about orange. Starting with her face and head, she has bright orange eyes that she openly lets the public see. She has orange hair too, not as bright, but still very orange. It goes to her chin in a flippy short way. She loves to put things in her hair, such as bows or hair clips. She has freckles spattered across her cheeks and nose, and very clear dimples. Her outfit is a nice orange blouse that she got from her neighbors, light denim jeans with white polka dots that are faded. The jeans also have some rips at the knees. She has fanta orange converse that she painted herself. She carries around a small bag that goes over her shoulder, and it carries the necessities that she needs; clothes, toothbrush, hair brush, and her small elephant that’s orange. She always has her orange elephant.

Personality:

Millie has always been a ray of sunshine, able to make almost anyone smile. She’s been through a lot in her childhood, being abandoned by her parents and beaten by her sister, she keeps on smiling. She has a slight texan accent, coming from Texas, but it’s slowly fading. The only time she doesn’t smile is if she’s in pain, or if someone she cares about is in pain. She trusts everyone that cares about her, seeing as not many people do, and after years of being abused by her sister she thinks she isn’t worth much.

Other Information:

So Millie is from Texas. When she was very little, around fourteen months of age, her parents abandoned her with her sister. They were terrified of Millie because when she was a baby she cried and a tornado came. So they packed up, and sent both their daughters, a smoking teen who did drugs, and a freak child, to live on their own. When she was left with her sister, she grew up always fond of her sis, looking up to her and not knowing just how bad her sister was. Then her sister started abusing her, slapping her, calling her names, refusing to give her the basic needs that Millie needed, such as clothes, food, air. But Millie kept on looking up to her, thinking that she deserved the beatings she got. She always thought she wasn’t worth anyone’s time. Then one day her sister got enough money to move to Italy, and abandon Millie. But Millie snuck on through a bag, and came with her. When found, she got badly hurt and forced to leave. Millie didn’t think she meant forever though. She decided to wander around, and stumbled upon a brick wall, and then The Army.

Millie has a small issue, and if you have read Unwind, you’ll understand it. She has a problem that if she sees something shiny, like jewelry or something, she’ll take it. She has a small box that is full of jewels and such, and she hates herself for it because it’s against her morals, but she still take it. rings, necklaces, pocket watches; she has it all. She gets away clean with it too. She’s pretty much a very skilled thief.

And here's her typical outfit! :3

From Polyvore

Next time it shall be Lea Vindico. >:3 Until next time, my dearies!

(P.S: I just realized that you all probably have no idea what I'm talking about when I describe my characters, and I mention little things like Shadows and Lizzie and such. So here's a link to my waifu's description of The Roleplay.)

Beatrix Serenity Holmes

So, as I promised from my last post, I am here to talk about my OC! I've been working on her for over a year now, and I've come so far into her history, personality, everything, I just want people to know about her. So, here's a little thing about Bea Holmes!

Gender:
Female
Age:
20 years old (Birthday being December 15th)
Height:
5’ 8’’
Status:
Antagonist/Protagonist
Power:
Bea has mind control; she can tell someone anything and they will do that. She can only do it on humans though, unless the animal has a human mind. Also, she has to make eye contact. Bea is known to be best at her ability, though she rarely uses mind control. The red X in her left eye is captivating and can have mass effect. The X appears over her irises, and on the victim, their pupil, though it only appears as she gives the orders.
Other than her mind control, Bea has knife shooters, a contraption unique and one of its kind. She made it herself; they hook around her arms, near her shoulders, and have a thin pad down the inside of her arm so she won’t get cut when flicking them out. The knives themselves are thin, but indestructible, and very sharp.
Appearance:
She is tall, and has blonde hair that falls to her chin/shoulders. The hair flips out at the ends, curling a little, but not too much. Her bangs are side swept to the right. She has violet eyes, almost a royal purple. Bea loves to wear long-sleeved flannel shirts (usually are plaid), and dark denim jeans with rips on them. She loves to wear combat boots sometimes, but usually Converse. Also, she wears a lot of jewelry around her neck and wrists. 
She carries a backpack full of things such as bandages and things. She also has lots of manga in there. And a gun, which she rarely uses. She wears a bandage that goes from her left cheek down to the bottom of her jaw, covering the scars from her suicide attempt. The suicide attempt was almost right after Ash (her brother)’s death (she was 17), but she was shaking too hard and misfired, shooting out her cheek. It left a horrible scar so she covered it up.
Personality:
Bea is known as a very bi-polar girl, having two sides. A pissy and untrustable side where she is cold and refuses to let anyone in, and then her sweet side that shows that she cares for the ones that are close to her. Almost all of the time though, she is a joker and a swearer, who can get easily pissed. She also is known to boast about herself at times. Bea can do very spontaneous things, and they can be dangerous or stupid. She also can be a bit of a bully sometimes, well to Shade, mostly.
Other Information:
She had a brother named Ash, who was pushed to Lizzie by Scarlett and Jade when he was young, being murdered brutally by Lizzie in her werewolf form. Bea attempted suicide after it, being cracked. She failed miserably though, and has two bandages, one on her cheek, the other on the bottom of her jaw. Those bandages are permanent, because the holes never quite closed up, and she hates the look of them.
After her brother died a girl named Jade said she could help her find the thing that killed her brother and to avenge him, and recruited Bea into the Shadows. Bea has been with the Shadows since she was sixteen and is one of the most dangerous and best. She is high up on the ranks with Cassie, Anthony, Jade, and Nate. 
Jade caught whiff of potential Shadows or threats, and sent Bea to recruit them. But Bea took too long and became too close, and so Jade sent Anthony after instead. Bea was livid, and scared because she doesn’t want her friends to become Shadows, but if she went against the Shadows they would execute her.

Here's a picture of an outfit she would wear:

Courtesy of Polyvore

Anywho, there's Bea for you. She's a lovely girl, trust me. After all, I did create her. *smirks* So, until next time, guys!!