"I'm not gonna lie, i have been drunk before," she answered, seeing the blue house not so far away. Probably about another few minutes. "We're almost there," she smiled.
She couldn't help but flush a smile. "Why thank you Dawn... I'm Melissa, but i like the name Missy instead," she said, sighing at herself. She kept her hands on her shoulders again. "We're almost there, just a few more blocks," she smiled. She wasn't totally evil, and she'd thought if she didn't hurt anyone, then she'd be forgiven by the priest and everyone else.
She could tell that she was thinking of something. "It's always best to talk about what you're thinking about... it might help jog your memory," she said, walking with her to the bar. She then found the reason why she looked sluggish and her words were slurred, she was drunk.
She put her hands around her shoulder's to support her. "Okay sweetie, we'll get ya home," she smiled. "Where do you live at?" she questioned.
i could care less what she does, but i do feel bad for her xD it's pathetic, as you said <3
I saw this on the news forever ago haha for guys, yeah, she's hawt xD Tan, great posture/figure, long brown hair, etc. she needs the money for college, that's why she's doing it XDD
OOC: I was just getting ready to post something haha "Father please forgive me, for I have sinned," she said, bowing her head. She felt his hand on her shoulder. "Rise my daighter... for every turn you take, someone will need your guidance," he answered her forgivness, motioning his hand to the window. She looked out and to the side, seeing a young girl, almost appearing lost and such. She frowned and looked at the priest. "Thank you father," she said, running out the backdoor, closer to the spot. She ran around the back and behind the girl. "Maim, are you lost?" she asked Dawn...
Missy shook her head clear of the water, wiping her eyes. She could see the puddle in the floor, sniffling again as the crying made her feel a little sick. She hadn't cried in years, it felt like, and yet now, that one boy made her feel emotions. The beat was gone, gone forever she'd thought. nothing felt right to her. She raised her face up, seeing the priest enter from a room. She jumped back alarmed, but then watched him stand in front of her, offering a towel. He must have saw her come in or something...
That C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E S-O-N-G song, it'll help if you just sing aloooong!!! ;D
She felt the wind catch her as she then crashed into an unstable shopkeep at the bottom. She let out a piercing scream. Not in physical pain but emotionally. She could tell he had a past, just as she did. She stood up, feeling the soreness start to kick in. She ran back to the alleyway from where she submerged from earlier, and hid back in the church. She ran up the aisle of the front doors, where the podium was, and a large painted portrait of the holy spirit. She got on her knee's, as if bowing, but she couldn't contain her feelings much more. She laid on the ground, sobbing in her own pity.
"It's vampires like you that make me unable to trust anyone anymore," she sniffled, then jumped off the edge of the building. It felt so slow for her, as if she didn't even drop a few feet before turning her head to see him.
"What? No!" she cried out, running over to the edge, looking down the twenty stories. She looked back. Was it really worth risking everything in one single jump? She could feel her heart break, even without the help of a stake
i was thinking about 20 minutes ago if i should request to get it changed back o_O i miss the cuppycakness
She backed away, feeling the danger now an unpleasant feeling. It made her eyes water slightly, and she looked at Spike. "You...kill others like us?" she whispered, feeling the tears merge with the raindrops on her face. She was now shivering, feeling all the music and hope taken out of her body. It felt like a sad piano song to her now. Nothing to dance to, nothing to hope for.
but then it would be spammed >: it would go from "Here's a picture of me!" to a reply "my dog ate bacon" Spoiler (xD wtf?) or something like that o.o
I swear to god, you look like a clone of some of my features >.< you have the same blue eyes, chin, hair..... geez it's like almost lookin at mahself D: except you're skinnier in the face :3 lovely pic x3 <3
"That obvious?" she questioned. She turned her head to look at him from the side. "Your eyes show me that you're all work no play..." she said. She moved her hand a little, holding onto his wrist, in the old manor she used to dance with a partner. "Dance with me," she offerend, hearing the thunder and lightning crackle. Her hair was drenched and laid straight against her body.
I can't tell if I was Rick Roll'd or what XDDDD lmao, i laughed a little at the beginning
i've also been taking notice of that in the Post Your Pic Thread some of the discussion has nothing to do with the photo's and such
"Three times national champion," she whispered seductively. His hands felt warm against her cold soaked body. She struggled around him but didn't really want to losen from his grip. She liked this feeling of trouble, but she now craved to dance again. "Ever dance?" she asked, pondering on, still trying to figure him out.
