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 Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 6:57 pm
Humans have always lived on the world. Knowing they are the top of the food chain. They are the strongest and smartest beings, and only gods rule higher than them. but are they really all of that? What if there was a society of mythical creatures that are only told to scare humans. Creatures like vampires, werewolves, gorgons, and witches? What if the society was called the Night World, and it was kept a total secret from the humans? The rules of the Night World are simple, but if you break one, it will result in death.
1.) Do not tell a human about the Night World.
2.) Do not bring a human into the Night World.
3.) Do not love outside of the Night World.
Race symobols:
Vampire: Black Iris.
Witch: Black Dahlia
Werewolf: Black Foxglove
Gorgon: Black Poppy
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 7:04 pm
Name: Jazz McWinter Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Appearance: Bio: Jazz grew up in the small town of Havenbrook, Oregon. She's always long to get out of it and move on to more adventurous and bigger things. Her one wish is to do something exciting. She lives with her mom and helps her raise her little sister Alice. Other: She likes to draw. Name: Alice McWinter Age: 2 Gender: Female Race: Human Appearance: Bio: She lived the two years of her life in Havenbrook Oregon. Jazz usually takes care of her but their mom does too. Other: She loves Jazz and their mom and black Dahlia's.
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 7:41 pm
Name: Darien Rae Church “Doctor” Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Gorgon Appearance: [x] .. [x] .. [x]Bio: Darien grew up in Ottawa, Canada. She moved to Havenbrook only a month before her junior year started, she still doesn’t know many people outside her older brother. Their parents died when they were young, but it’s never been much of a problem for Darien. Other: Darien has an obsession with Sour Patch Kids. She also is a hardcore partier, but is completely clean. Something that keeps her sane, stitching things into her palm.
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 7:52 pm
Jazz sighed and pushed her hands further into her pocket and hunched her sholders more. The cold, nothing she wasn't used to, was biting at her nose and cheeks, turning them nearly as pink as her hair and the stripes on her jacket. She walked onto the porch of the corner store and knocked her black boots on the rug, then opened the door, pulling her hood down. She walked dot the back, nodding to the clerk, and grabbed some Tylenol, diapers, formula, chips, a can of soda, and some black eyeliner. She walked up to the register and handed over a $20 bill. He rung up the items and took the bill then gave her back the change. She threw it in the bag and pulled her furry cat-eared hood over her pale, ice blue-eyed face and walked back into the biting cold. She kept her pink pig=tailed head down as she made her way down the road, her black leather collar with a silver bell ringing with every step.
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 8:14 pm
She coughed heavily, her pale skin seemed sullen and unnaturally pale. The small woman pulled her black down jacket around herself, pulling her hood up to hide her white-bleached hair. Midnight black Roy Ban sunshades hid her eyes from view, locking out any connection she could grasp on anyone. Every step down the sidewalk was followed by a crisp crunch of snow under her black combat boots and the fur that clouded around her hood caught small snowflakes in the thin hairs. A sigh passed the sickly looking woman's lips and a mist of breath formed in front of her before vanishing once more. Silence, only the sounds of a few passerbys with the crunch of their boots and the occasional car driving down a far away road filled the quiet early morning air. The silence broke as a loud chirp of a cell phone pierced the air. Digging into her pocket, the young woman pulled a small Nokia from her pocket, opening the newly received text.
'Where r u darien'
Her hand jumped across the keys to reply, 'Walking. Ill get 2 skul ontime'
Glancing to the grey morning sky, Darien displayed a fearful smile, the first day of her junior year. School sucked. Period.
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 8:24 pm
Jazz walked into the house and dropped the things on the counter then shot out of the house, jumping into the black charger she's managed to get ahold of over the summer and pulled out of the driveway, shooting off towards school. She pulled up in the parking lot and jumped out, pulling her black messenger bag with a pink skull and cross bones and a purple heart with her. She shut the door and locked the car then walked into the school. her ice-blue eyes scanned the main foyer, searching for someone. They stopped on a girl a little bigger than Jazz that had blue streaked hair and a blue striped jacket. She waved at Jazz who ran toward her. She dropped her bag and wrapped her arms around the blue girl, wrapping ehr in a tight hug. "Linzii." Jazz whispered, pulling away and kissing her on her lips. "I missed you last night. Why didnt you stay the night?" She asked. Linzii, the blue girl, frowned and sighed. "Jackson was having another breakdown, I had to help him." Linzii said, then kissed Jazz and smiled as she pulled away. Laughing as she saw Jazz's beaming and blushing face. "You're pitiful Jazzy." She teased, ruffling her pink hair. Jazz just giggled and picked her bag back up, and the two sat down in the shadow box, ignoring the stares they got from their kisses and giggles.
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 8:43 pm
A cherry red Altima Z pulled up along the sidewalk and the door flew open in front of Darien. A small laugh pressed her lips as she jumped in and leaned across to give her brother a gentle hug. "Thanks."
"No problem, Doctor."
"You like to jump between names, don't you?"
"Yes ma'am."
Their car ride was silent, even as she crawled out of the car with her jacket loose to reveal her lime green and hot pink stripped shirt. She slammed the door shut as she pulled her orange and blue Lisa Frank backpack over her shoulder. Knocking her hood off her head as she stepped through the doors, Darien sighed heavily. She spotted two others with sunglasses, she wasn't so alone in this hodunk town of Havenbrook. Another quick glance was stolen as her eyes found the definite windows of the attendence office. She had registered yesterday, but the principals had said to check in this morning, to make sure she was on roll. A smooth glide was all it took to get to her destination and the secretary giggled when she layed eyes on Darien.
"Good morning Miss. Darien Church. We don't get new students often." The woman seemed to look Darien over as she rose from her chair. Taking in all of the small framed girl's features; the faded black skinny jeans tucked into heavy onyx combat boots and the bright pink and green tank top tucked gently into her jeans with a pumpkin orange studded belt to accent it. She seemed to get the message that Darien wasn't taking off her glasses when she began to speak again. "You're all set. They gave you a schedule yesterday, right?"
"Yes'm." With a small smile, Darien patted her front pocket, "Got it right here." Next to the northern American, darien could now tell she had a somewhat heavy French accent; not so much one couldn't understand her, but definatly noticeable. She shoot her head lightly and gave another soft smile, "Could you tell me where Mr. Kemp's class is though? They didn't print his room number."
"Just take your first right on the main hall, and he's room 004."
"Thank you." With a nod, Darien spun on her heel and sauntered through the foyer.
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 8:53 pm
Jazz and Linzii were in the middle of a lip-lock when the heard someone yell. The two pulled away only to see the faces of Jerry and his crew. "Get a room you two!" He yelled, "But make sure I'm in it!" His crew laughed and Jazz looked down. Linzii, knowing Jerry usually got to her slid from the shadow box and marched across the foyer, crossing right infront of Darien, and pushed Jerry, who was about a foot taller than her, back. "b*****d, shut up. You're just jealous cuz you cant get anything. Keep your perverted remarks for your alone time in the bathroom stall sicko." She hissed, quieting Jerry. Then she turned on her heal and walked back to Jazz, caressing her cheek. "Why do you let him get to you. he's just alowlife. Don't listen to him babe." Linzii purred. She was a year older than Jazz was, a Senior, but she never let it bother her. Jazz smiled a little. "Okay, well, I have to get to Mr. Kemp's class. I'll text you though." She said. Linzii nodded and kissed Jazz once more then let jazz walk off own the hall.
Jazz looked up at the people that had witnessed the exchanged, her ice-blue eyes crossing over Darien. then she hurried off to Mr. Kemp's class.
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 9:03 pm
Darien continued on, she didn't let human drama phase her anymore, it was so bothersome. She followed the secretary's directions and sure enough, room 004 was Mr. Kemp. Another sigh and she pulled the door open and ducked in. So badly she wanted to avoid the introduction part. She knew this was a small school and it was likely to happen. Before she could make a move to slide into a backrow seat, Mr. Kemp smiled up at her.
"Morning, Darien. Welcome to Algebra II. No seating arrangement." Then he winked, which made Darien shudder in disgust. Last row to the windows, second from the back. She would've been in the corner, but a small pink-haired girl beat her to it. Sliding into her seat, Darien slid her jacket free of her shoulders, coughing to make her narrow shoulders shake violently. The climate here made Darien feel sick, she wasn't used to it in the least.
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 9:07 pm
Jazz watched the new girl come in and sit in front of her. She stared for a moment at the back of her head, then looked out the window. She looked back at the girl when she began coughing and frowned, digging through her bag. She pulled out some cough-relief pills and tapped the girl on the shoulder. "Hey, um, I'm Jazz. You seem to have a bad cough, would you like some pills? Their cough=relief." She said in her small child-like voice.
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 9:14 pm
A glance across her shoulder and careful not to make eye contact, Darien smiled, "It wont help. Just altitude sickness." She cleared her throat and turned a bit more of her body and searched Jazz over through her Roy Ban's, "I'm Darien." Brushing her white side-swept bangs from between her glasses and her eyes, another small smile creapt across her lips. Jazzy was kinda cute, for a human.
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 9:16 pm
Jazz's ice-blue eyes held oncern but she smiled still. "Okay. But if you need any don't forget to ask." She said, dropping them back into her bag. "So, where do you come from?" She asked, "What brought you to this deadbeat town?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 9:21 pm
A laugh escaped her, only a small one though, "I wont." Only for a moment did Darien's mind slip, why had she come to this town? "I'm from Ottawa, Canada. I guess we moved here because my brother enjoys small towns. It was a game, everything is with my brother. I guess this is where he felt we would fit in."
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 9:25 pm
Now it was Jazz's turn to laugh. "Yea, the only way you can fit in here is if you're a jock or prep. Other than that, have fun trying. Oh yea, you'll find little cliques everywhere, maybe ten nerds, or like me an Linzii and Johnson, gays, including our friend Zack, whos bi. But we're still outcasts, as you saw in the hall earlier, just targets for the jocks an preps."
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 9:33 pm
"That's hilarious." Then Darien caught how that sounded. "Not that you guys get picked on, but how the school divides up. I mean, I don't get why humans do that." She let human slip out, oops. Quickly recovering, "You don't see a German Sheppard shun a Husky do you? They stick together because they're the same link in the food chain." She smiled sweetly, "That's cute how you guys are so openly gay. I don't think that even if I was gay I could be open about it."
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