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Post by Moon Walker on Jul 25, 2008 11:46:10 GMT -5
Moon Walker.Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins The wind rustled the trees making a loud but gentle sound in the very sensitive ears of a single girl. As far as she knew, the only individual in the courtyard at the moment, though it blew her mind why someone would want to be anywhere else on this campus. It seemed here that she was at peace with the world, at peace with herself. She could really hear herself think, and realize her true self. Now that may sound new agey and weird, but it was somewhat true. The fresh air and plants cleared her head and soothed her. It had always been that way, since she was a child. Music and nature eased her pains and worries. Right now she had a lot of worries like, what if she didn't make any friends here? What if her band hated her? What if she screwed up on an important song an embarrassed herself. Well she generally embarrassed herself anyway. As her blond hair blew in the breeze she closed her blue optics for a moment, just long enough to inhale deeply and feel the cold air fill her lungs in a cleansing breath. Her black striped leggings under a over sized black shirt with rainbow striped sleeves, many chains of assorted metals and accents around her neck clashed just enough with each other to look good. She seemed to be all decked out in the normal Moon fashion. On top of her golden locks was a little pink sparkling tiara, she knew she was a princess, she didn't need anyone else to agree either. Of course, the one pendant that never left her neck was the yellow moon carved from wood on a sterling silver chain, she'd had it since she was young and nearly never took it off. What an adventure this school would be, she was sure of it. Ooc: oh gosh. that was horrible.
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Post by Jasper Roth on Jul 25, 2008 13:17:07 GMT -5
HEY, TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON HEY, TELL ME WHERE I GO WRONG. I'VE BEEN LOSING ALL I GOT, THEN YOU, YOU JUST WALK RIGHT IN, YOU JUST WALK RIGHT IN.
[/color][/center] ` in character .A boy walked out in a pair of boxers and a white t-shirt over his body. He yawned softly. He had a huge hangover, and thought about spending the day in the garden in his pj's, not that he cared if people saw him in his boxers and t-shirt. He sat down on the bench, taking a sip of his coffee he stared down at his slippers. His name was Jasper Roth, the band manager of The Witch Of Oz. He yawned softly. You had to admit it the boy had guts, if any of the people on the staff saw him he'd probably get a detention the funny part is yes, in the Summer at Ocean Drive you could get detention for anything. He smiled as he put his headphone pieces in his ear before leaning over the bench, barfing into a bush. "Ugh." He rubbed the vomit off his mouth, he had hated the hangovers, he got sometimes. He could be a super light weight sometimes. Jasper was getting sweaty from feeling sick as the summer breeze ran across his face, he gave a sigh. That felt so good, he started to smile softly again as he listened to some songs by his band. Hangovers, were his enemies in summer. He would also get in a shit load for just getting drunk from the staff. Pft. This school was way to high and mighty.
` the works .* tagged ; Moon * currently ; Completed * current outfit ; Boxers, Shirt, Slippers` out of character message .my wasn't the best either so ^-^
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Post by Moon Walker on Jul 25, 2008 18:29:38 GMT -5
Moon Walker.Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins Much to her surprise Moon heard some unpleasant noises, of course she turned to where they were coming from. Seemingly the boy had already finished with the noises that sounded like throwing up by the time she had found him. Of course at the sight of another person she immediately wanted to socialize, it was a natural reaction. She began casually skipping towards the boy. Though is skipping casual? Well it seemed casual to her. Socializing didn't come easy to her, but it wasn't as hard for her as it was for her brother. Maybe she was just born with it and there wasn't enough to go around so he got the good looks. That's her opinion on it anyways. Upon arrival at the boy, she ceased her skipping and stood in front of the bench. It wouldn't be polite to just sit down so she would ask. Smiling sweetly at the boy she looked to him. "Would you mind terribly if I joined you?" She shared her brother's English accent, and as a matter of fact it did make her sound more polite. She rocked on her heels slightly with her hands folded behind her as she waited for a reply. Who could say no to her? Who could say no to that question to anyone who asked it? Well either way it would be nice to get to know some more people. People were some of her favourite past times, talking to people, calling people, hanging with people, it was all just simple fun.
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Post by Jasper Roth on Jul 27, 2008 18:30:25 GMT -5
HEY, TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON HEY, TELL ME WHERE I GO WRONG. I'VE BEEN LOSING ALL I GOT, THEN YOU, YOU JUST WALK RIGHT IN, YOU JUST WALK RIGHT IN.
[/color][/center] ` in character .Jasper smiled at Moon before shrugging staring up at her. "Might as well." He said before his black hair fell straight down into his eyes. The boy sighed softly before leaning on the arm of the bench. Why did this girl want to sit down anyways? Especially with some guy that just puked up his lungs, maybe a liver or two. He sighed before rubbing his eyes he got no sleep and a wicked bad hangover. "I'm Jasper."
The boy groaned which wasn't from being around this girl it was from the fact that he wish he had his liver back. He probably was going to mess up his livers by fifty or so. Maybe early if he gets lucky. Oh yay! Enjoying the sarcasm. Jasper grinned before staring at her. He felt sweaty and hot like he should go to sleep. "Eh." That was as much as anyone could probably get out of him. He was so sore and not feeling to well. Maybe he shouldn't have drank so much in that short of a time zone or maybe for once he shouldn't have drank at all. ` the works .* tagged ; Moon * currently ; Completed * current outfit ; Boxers, Shirt, Slippers` out of character message .hope that was good enough =]]
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Post by Moon Walker on Jul 28, 2008 14:12:31 GMT -5
Moon Walker.Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins Moon smiled widely at his approving and she sat down on the bench near him, but not next to him. He was a stranger after all, and he probably wouldn't like it either. "Thankss." Whenever she said 'thanks' the 's' at the end would be dragged out a lot longer than necessary. It was just something she had gotten into the habit of and most people thought it was quite adorable and laughed. "Moon Walker." She always enjoyed giving her first and last name when introducing herself, just to see all the reactions she got. It tickled her fancy whenever people thought it really odd. "Are you alright sir?" She asked, her head tilted to the side and looking quite worried for the boy. Obviously she was no nurse so she couldn't tell what was wrong with him by just looking at him, and she'd never seen someone with a hangover before, she didn't know what it was like. All in all she was a pretty naive kid, pretty innocent and she wondered how long in would stay that way. In some ways she wished she would stay this way, in others she wished to be wild and do everything her mother had taught her was wrong. Like drinking, drugs, kissing lots of boys, going further with said boys. But then she knew she was just too chicken.
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Post by Jasper Roth on Jul 29, 2008 5:23:33 GMT -5
HEY, TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON HEY, TELL ME WHERE I GO WRONG. I'VE BEEN LOSING ALL I GOT, THEN YOU, YOU JUST WALK RIGHT IN, YOU JUST WALK RIGHT IN.
[/color][/center] ` in character .This girl seemed way to innocent to everything that was happening what was um, wrong with her? Sir? Had she called him sir, yes he was really let's say polite yet he was still super new to someone being so polite that it'd make his brain explode. Yeah, Jasper really was a good kid. He was super nice but just to the fact of her calling him sir was just way to polite. But just looking at the way this girl had sat made him feel like he was at Breakfast at Tiffany's. She was really polite and innocent looking it kind of made him what her parents had put her through. Balancing a book on her head perhaps? He smiled at her name though. "I like your name, though. I always liked names that most parents wouldn't have thought of but when my mom had me she said she was just going to much pain and everything after pooping me out like a watermelon she was like screw it your Jasper Issac Roth, welcome to the family son." He grinned until she had asked if he was okay.
Um, have she even seen a hangover before or was she really that innocent? Was he damaging her mind by even saying pooping or even screw? He sighed before thinking what her mother would think. It kind of brought a smirk to his face. Oh, joy! Last girlfriend he had she spazzed almost had a heart attack when he didn't walk in and say thank you for having me this evening madam and shaking her hand. Pft. Parents were simply just silly and sometimes really over dramatic. A soft wrinkle of his nose came on before he let it slip off his face, when he was thinking a lot of the time he had made faces when talking to people. They probably even thought that he was making these gestures to them. Then would call him a bastard later on, like always. "Yup, just had a bad night I guess." Actually it was a pretty awesome night, just with a bad outcome like always.
` the works .* tagged ; Moon * currently ; Completed * current outfit ; Boxers, Shirt, Slippers` out of character message .-----------
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Post by Moon Walker on Jul 29, 2008 21:12:04 GMT -5
Moon Walker.Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins With his compliment about her name Moon's cheeks flushed furiously and she looked down at her folded hands for a moment before collecting herself again. Usually boys were such jerks and compliment seemed scarce for her. Maybe it was her way of talking, or her accent. Either way, this boy had already managed to flatter her greatly in the short time they had been sitting together. "Thank you Jasper." Said she shyly looking up at him. So yes she used that as the perfect opportunity to just say his name just because she could. Listening to his story she giggled at it's conclusion, covering her mouth gracefully as she always did. "Wow. That's quite the tale for your name. You're a funny storyteller." Nodding her blond head she looked over at him with a somewhat silly but cute smile. The kind she made whenever she meant to compliment someone and to try and make them tell it was the absolute truth. Which it was. She was an honest person, especially when it came to good things. Negative things she had a hard time sharing. She then began toying with the moon pendant around her necklace as was her nervous habit. Rarely was she nervous around people, when she was nervous it was usually a boy she was nervous around and even that wasn't too often. Most boys didn't affect her too much, but it must have just been the people from around here. That's what she told herself. Granted she hadn't really met anyone from around here really. Moon made a sad face for hearing about it but then suddenly grew anxious and then stood to her feet. The girl did a graceful twirl as she continued, quickly losing interest in conversation. "In Upendi, where the passionfruit grow sweet. It's so divine that you lose your mind as it sweeps you off your feet." She sang sweetly, her voice was strong but soft at the same time, it had a uncommon after ring to it. Yes, her current favourite movie, Lion King II: Simba's Pride. Giggling at her own antics she stopped spinning and tripped over her self for a moment in a natural high from laughter and dancing. The reason she had stood was because she simply couldn't have sit still for one more minute or she may have exploded. By the way she let go it seemed as if nobody was watching her but of course the boy remained and probably thought she was some sort of freak dressed up like this and dancing around.
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