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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Apr 28, 2008 19:57:34 GMT -5
Craig walked to the Haven Lake. His pupils were dialated and everything was out of wack. The world seemed more vibrant and.... well... 3-D. Everything stood outmore. Posters seemed to be reaching for him, everything seemed to be talking to him. The voices, o the voices. He wished the would just shut up!
The seventeen year old slopped down no the shore. He stared through brown bangs to see the rippling water before him. Slowly he pulled his hand out of his hoodie pocket, a small joint in it. He pulled out his lighter and lit it. Taking in a long drag, he held the smoke it before slowly letting it out. He smiled. There, they were gone.
As Craig smoked his pot, he felt lonely. No one was anywhere in sight. His life had seemed so empty the past couple of days. He had, had many thoughts of suicide. He took his other hand and traced his back. He lifted his shirt to feel the pistol still sitting around his pants waist. Perhaps he should just do it know, end this miserable life. No one was around he see, so no one else would be harmed.
The stoner grabbed the gun and pulled it out. He lifted it to the side of his head, and stopped. A butterfly flew up to him and landed on his nose. Slowly he lowered the gun and looked cross-eyed at the beautiful fling creaure. Maybe life wasn't so bad...
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Post by WE ♥ A+R+C+H on Apr 28, 2008 20:05:48 GMT -5
Tina flew arond the lake, not wanting the guy she had been studying to see her. He was suicidal apparently. She finally flew down next to him when she saw the gun. He could kill himself with her watching. She came closer, only to see him lower it when he saw the butterfly. She smiled and gently took the gun from his hands.
"Now someone like you doesn't need this thing,"Tina said quietly, smiling at him slightly.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Apr 28, 2008 20:12:01 GMT -5
Craig's gaze slowly moved to the girl speaking to him. Shadows were cast over his eyes from his hat, he he still slumped there. "Give me back my gun..." Craig was high. You could smell it, you could tell by how he talked, and the joint was still in his other hand. Gray smoke rose from it as it just sat there. He pulled it over to his mouth, look another long drag, and held it in for a few seconds before blowing it up at her. He still wasn't in a good mood.
Slowly Craig rose to his feet. His jeans sank down and you could clearly see his red boxers. All he did was flick the joint into the water and stick one of his hands into his green hoodie pocket and held the other one out. "Gun..."
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Post by WE ♥ A+R+C+H on Apr 28, 2008 20:18:06 GMT -5
"Not even if you were high," Tina said, looking him over. Her gaze landed on the joint before he threw it in the water."That doesn't matter, you know," she said, her gaze turning into a glare. That was one thing she hated more than anything else.
Tina sighed, and held the gun tighter. She was not going to give it to him, no matter what he did."While your standing there, you could tell me your name.I'm Tina,"she said quickly, trying a new way to start a conversation.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Apr 28, 2008 20:32:18 GMT -5
Craig sighed. "What is the use? It is just some calling your parents give you so that they can find you easier. There is no realy value to just a word..." His hazely green gaze dropped down to his black converses. His hand was still out, he was demanding her to give him the gun.
He looked back up into her face. A grumble came from him. He hated girls like her. The ones that always stopped him, the one that threw away the gun, the put out the joint. Why wouldn't they just leave guys like him in peace? "Why do you even care?"
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Post by ``Mickey. on Apr 29, 2008 15:01:41 GMT -5
ooc: Korie's gonna come in, and you all will like it! Hehe...
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Korie decided that she had enough with all the crazy things around her. She wanted to be alone, and for some reason that never happened. Most of the time she was like a happy trickster, but right now she couldn't take anything. Her gray eyes trailed over to a girl and a guy, so she thought it wouldn't be much different if she stood there.
When she got closer and got a good look at the guy she smiled. "I bet you had a good time." She said with a smile as she rocked back and forth on her heels. It was funny to watch stupid people like him mess up their lives with something as stupid as drugs. "Dude, your eyes are all huge and funny looking! I just want to poke 'em!"
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Apr 29, 2008 15:28:15 GMT -5
Craig looked at her with a grumble. Why the hell did more girls have to show up? He never really understood them. The always seemed to love all this things and creatures, not wanting anyone or anything to get hurt. They needed to snap back into the real world. Crimes, drugs, and murders were everywhere. Why couldn't they just accept it?
The stoner dropped his hand and put it back into his hoodie pocket. His glare was still pointed at Korie for a few moments before he looked over at Tina. He suddenly desperately wanted Steven here too. Maybe he could just get this girls to get away from him and let him live his life the way he wanted it to be. "Would you jus give da gun back?" His eyes narrowed at Tina, now he really wanted to shoot himself.
ooc: Would I get in trouble if Craig cussed alittle bit? On another RPG he always cusses up a storm and it is kinda hard not to on here so I am sorry if I let a few worlds slip...
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Post by ``Mickey. on Apr 29, 2008 15:35:37 GMT -5
Korie laughed at his horrible speech, and shook her finger at him. "I would give it to you, but I think you don't need it right now. How 'bout you wait for those drugs to wear off. Don't want you shooting your brains out." She teased as she flicked him in the forehead gently, and then shoved her hands in her pockets.
Her eyes went down to her extra extra hightop Converse that she loved so much. This guy was stoned, and he was making himself look like he needed to be in an insane asylum. If people could only see the way he looked right now, and then Korie remembered that she had her digital camera. She was tempted to take a picture of the stupid looking guy that was almost begging for a gun.
occ: As long as it's not really bad... Don't want people to be like "Omg look at the way this person runs their site!"...
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Apr 29, 2008 15:42:35 GMT -5
Craig grumbled again and shook his head. He pulled his hands out of his hoodie pocket and pulled up his pants. it didn't really do anygood, considering they just slipped back down again. He had a belt on them, but it wasn't nearly as tight as it should be. The main purpus of the belt was to just keep it around his thighs, and no lower.
His hazely green gaze suddenly looked at Korie crossly. "How would you understand? You don' know meh. You don' know what I've been through, so why don' you just shut the fuck up?" His voice raised slightly and he looked away. He wanted another joint, and was now sad that he threw it into the water.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Apr 29, 2008 15:54:55 GMT -5
Korie looked at him with pure anger in her gray eyes. She took her hand, and slapped the dude across the face, and kicked him in a place where no dude wanted to be kicked. "If you ever talk to me like that again I'll do more than that! Think before you get high like a stupid little pig you are!"
Her eyes were glued to him, and she actually felt sorry for the jerk. Suddenly her eyes broke away from him, and she walked over to a tree with a frown on her face. "Stupid people..."
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Apr 29, 2008 16:04:15 GMT -5
He felt the slap, and didn't really do anything, it was the kick that got him. He fell down to his knees, one hand going to the pain, the other on the ground. He coughed a few times before he looked up at the girl. "Why don' ya jus go back to hell?!" He wasn't in the best of moods now. And the pain was swelling inside him.
Slowly he staggered to his feet, his face cringing with pain. His tan cheek was now bright red, but he didn't feel it. He was used to it by now. The real pain was still in his grion. The mexican looked back at Tina. "Would ya please just give meh da gun?" Anger swelled in his voice as he looked at her.
The sudden sound of a motorcycle in the background startled him, he hadn't notice it before. He broke his gaze from Tina and looked over his shoulder to see Steven walking over. He went up to Craig, looking at his bright red cheek and how he stood funny. His eyes turned and glared over at Korie.
"You know, that is pretty sad. You can clearly see that he isn't in the right state of mind, and your over here beating up on him. What did he ever do to you? Sure he does drugs, who cares? If he wants to beat up his body let him, I don't think he needs any help from you..." The sun caught his sunglasses and made them almost shine before he looked back at Craig. He didn't know what to say to his friend, but he just looked back over at Korie.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Apr 29, 2008 16:09:24 GMT -5
Korie ignored the other obnoxious freak that happened to know the druggy. "Does it look like I care about your opinion about how your friend lives. If he wants the gun I'll give him one! Hopefully I'll be able to something funny like his brains flying out of his head... Sound good to you, oh, wait, I don't give a..." She stopped arguing over the stupid druggy with the slurred language.
"Shoot me..." She growled as she started to walk away. Her hands slipped into her pocket to pull out a knife. She had been good with the whole knife/cutting thing, but man was she ticked.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Apr 29, 2008 16:15:07 GMT -5
Steven grinded his teeth together as he looked at Korie. He watched her start to walk away and he started after her. "Hey, you think you can just leave? You beat up a stoner, mock my own words, and just shrug it off? What kind of bitch are you?" Anger swelled in the bikers gut as he went after her. He saw her reach into her pocket, but he didn't know what she was going to pull out, if she even had anything to pull out.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Apr 29, 2008 16:21:04 GMT -5
Korie turned to face the new guy that she hated even more, and hid the knife behind her as if she was casually resting her arms behind her. "What? Are you his lover or something!" She slipped the knife into her sleeve, and turned to walk away. The knife wasn't meant for him, but if he decided he was going to lay a hand on her she wouldn't be afraid to pull it out. "Go back to your little toy..."
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Apr 29, 2008 16:34:27 GMT -5
Steven snarled. "Look, I'm not a queer. Craig is my friend, something that you probably don't have, and if you do, I feel sorry for them...." His anger rose as he looked at her. Steven wasn't gay!! A sort of guilt hit him though as he looked back to gaze at Craig, standing there, all zoned out. He turned his attention back to the girl.
He picked up his spped and caught up to her, grabbing her shoulder so that she would stop. He just wasn't going to let this go, Steven had an anger issue, and was extremely protective of Craig. "Do you live of anothers pain or something? You like a freaking ((I caught myself!!)) herpie!" It was like a bomb suddenly went off in his head and he just wanted to wail on her.
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