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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2005 4:43 pm
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His two toned eyes looked around the area with a slight grom expression drawn on his pale face, his long hair covering his right eye, this eye was the iris made eye of red, piercing from his lightly colored whitish face. Mike sighed deeply, his long hair swaying dismally as he lowered his head, closing his eyes. Mike O'Shev was a slightly tall male at the age of 17. His body built yet not to the point of bulging and his eyes silked with slight bags now under his eyes from the lately, sleepless nights in which came easily to him. Today his body was garbed in baggy black pants with several chains lacing and dangling from his many pockets, slightly cargo yet some may refer to them as bondage pants. His torso had three layers. The first was a bullet proof vest with black colored cloth and metal as well as piercing sheild, the shirt over that was a black muscle t-shirt. And the last was a longer made black jacket with stitch marks all over it of more so red, black, and grey threads. A chain seemed to also be wrapped around his right arm, tight and locked at his wrist.
Soon enough, his eyes looked up and he began to walk, his large, black boots clunking on the paved path in which he walked upon. His feet headed down this path near the Ria main building area. He was located within the North Courtyward of the school. His movements swift as if of water, drifting as if a ghost hovering threw the air, grief hanging around it like chains. The two toned eyes shimmered yet remained narrowed, not in anger, but is self thought. His mind deep within swirling thoughts of anew and this new school in which he had joined. Once again, a place where he shall start with no one, and mostly likely, go threw with no one, eventually leaving with no one. No friends, and like always, and always will be, no family. Self pity never came on him. Mike was not one to really care about him self. And the expression of sorrow that lingered on his pale face was not real, his face just naturally made that expression. His actual feeling was..nothing. he had no feeling what so ever as his feet made their way to the Ria Building.
Within moments of walking, his bag held over his shoulder and his labtop bag/case over his shoulder he got to the main gates and went threw, soon enough moving threw doors and into the school. His eyes slightly closed as he made his way threw easily after memorizing the map of the building while he had walked there. He did not have enough money on his for a car and the money he did have was withi nthe bank and he would not take anything out. Mike made his way to his dorm. He glanced at the number then opened it after using his key, which he awkwardly shoved back into his pocket. The tall male soon enough walked in his room.
Mike O'Shev saw his room to be darker painted with a dark mauve, purple tinted red colot with red carpeting. It was a new addition room, so thus it had never been used yet. He made his way to the bed and put on his own sheets, black ones, nothing fancy. Bed sheets then several blankets and soon a black comforter. He then went to his closet and put his main clothing within it, soon enough moving to a dresser which was constructed of red wood. Mike put his smaller pieces of clothing within it, along with several small belongings. Soon enough, he put his bag on his bed and left the room again, closing the door silently.
Mike made his way back out side, not looking at anyone as he did so, his eyes starring forward, piercing anything they looked at. Well, one did, the other, the red eye, remained under his longer, soft appearing black hair. Mike still had his labtop and thus walked to a tree within the courtyard and sat by it's trunk, took out his clear plated labtop with silver decor, expensive from just looking at it. he opened it and was already logged in. Opened a file, and began to type, fast of course, he had much experience typing, his face showing the light of the screen glowing on it, his eyes opened to their normal veiw. Mike flicked his hair to the side and continued to type vividly.
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2005 7:04 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 3:41 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 6:11 am
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Ella leaned against a dead tree,its branches reaching out for a bit of sun,but dying in the process,twisted and knarled up much like Ellas heart.If she even had one. Wearing a long black trench coat,black comabt boots,block tight pants,and finally,you guessed it,a black sweater.
A half smoked cig in her blood red lips,the cold wind blew her long deep red hair across her pale emotionless face. She looked down at a small gold locket,opened for a small melody to fill the air. The melody sounded much like a song Joy played. But there was even more dpeth to it. A deep pain,sorrow,and heart break.
Ella's eyes hardened even more with hatred and anger,but for whom this hatred was for was the question. Her grip tightened around the locket,so tight she could shatter it into pieces. Relaxing her clawed hand she took the sig out with her free hand. Her black cat ear twitched as the song ended. Then restarted,the pain and sorrow never ending.
on that day..that i will never forget..Irise..
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 8:35 am
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 4:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 5:48 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 4:05 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 2:36 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 6:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 7:08 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 7:20 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:10 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 1:23 pm
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