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 Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2015 1:11 pm
A portfolio for my post styles and writing
as I find them
and, ya know, create new ones.
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2015 1:18 pm
xxxxxx▌▌▌Hallo. Welcome to my quest thread. ❤ My name is InuMaki. You can call me Inu, Maki, Law or Law-chan. ▌▌▌
xxxxxx▌▌▌This is my long list of items that I would like to attain whilst I am on Gaia. C: This is also my art quest thread for my OCs.▌▌▌
xxxxxx▌▌▌It's not very decorative, but it's mostly for me to keep up with everything, so get over it. 'Kay? C: It took a while to make.▌▌▌
xxxxxx▌▌▌Any donation is welcome, I assure you. I'll even take your crappy items. I'll end up either selling them or donating them to someone else who is questing them.▌▌▌
xxxxxx▌▌▌Once you've donated, I'll put your name on the Donor's list, of course. Everyone who donates even one of those Ocean Summer Tops or even 1 gold should be recognized. You're giving someone else something of yours for a cause. And I respect you greatly for doing so. ❤▌▌▌
xxxxxx▌▌▌You can read each section's list below.▌▌▌ Currently questing:★★  White inks ► 3o//5oo ★★ ★★  Hidden Ace ► 5k//5ook ★★ ★★★★Dream Avi+Etc. ▌ SDPlus Dolls ▌ Mood Bubbles ▌ Hair Items ▌ Donors ▌ OC Art Request ▌ Links In ▌ Links Out ★★★★
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2015 1:28 pm
 ∟xx♥xxxx Lance Albatross xxxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒxx》》
"Come on, Sarah, get up. It's time for school," Lance's soft voice called as he gently shook his younger sister awake. "You, too, Andy. Time for school," he added, reaching over to the bed that was a few feet away from Sarah's to shake awake her twin Andrea. "Come on, girls. Darren, get up, please!" he called to his older brother by two years that was in bed in the next room. He had to get up for his college classes. He successfully got the girls up, washed and dressed before jogging into his brother's room and jumping on him, snuggling down in bed with him. "Come oooon, Darren. Get your butt uuuuuup!" he laughed, rolling him off of the bed. He peered over the edge of the bed, only to squeal when the older boy tackled him backwards so they were wrestling on the bed. They ended up laughing and Lance getting a noogie before they broke apart and got off the bed together. "Get dressed, ya big dummy. You should be getting me up for school, not the other way around." He stuck his tongue out at him and ran out of the room to his own. He pulled on some black skinny jeans that zipped all the way up the sides, unzipping them about six inches up. He then slid some ankle socks on and his white vans that had been drawn all over by himself and his friends. He pulled on a plain grey V-neck tee and put his rosary in honour of his mother on and ae ruby class ring in honour of his father on his right middle finger. He brushed out his hair and then disheveled it so it looked natural before putting the spiral plugs in his gages. He grabbed his messenger bag, his cellphone, his small digital camera, his iPod and his black jacket that was extremely furry on the inside before rushing downstairs. He dropped all of his things into the armchair in the small livingroom and walked into the kitchen where his brother was scrambling raw eggs in a bowl. "Thanks, Darren. Now get to your classes," he told him with a smile, taking over the kitchen. He leaned up to kiss his cheek then Darren leaned down to kiss the top of his head before doing the same to the twins that were sitting up at the counter and leaving. Lance quickly scrambled the eggs and melted cheese on top of two piles of them. He then scooped each pile onto two pieces of wheat bread and wrapped them in two napkins, dropping them into two paper bags with two juice boxes. Then he packed them each a peanut butter and jelly lunch with baby carrots in one and celery in the other, each with peanut butter and a bottle of water in actual lunch boxes. "Here. Now go catch the bus or you're gonna be in big trouble, missies." He helped them gather their things then smiled as they ran down to the busstops. They were in third grade. They were getting so big... He took a deep breath of sudden calmness and walked back inside to clean up. He had it clean in ten minutes and fried a few pieces of bacon for himself, making a bacon, eggs and cheese sandwich and wrapping it in a paper towel. He shoved it in a plastic bag and put it in his messenger bag. He then put all of his electronics in his bag and pulled on his jacket then threw his bag over his shoulder. "Alright! Time for school!" he cheered to himself happily. He walked outside and hopped on his motorcycle that his father left him and pulled the helmet on--after locking the front door, of course. He pulled on his helmet then revved the engine before taking off down the road to his school.  ❧xxxxxx【xx✿xxJin Gai】xx●xxxxxx
▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ Jin groaned as he rolled around in bed, rolling into something warm...and naked. An immediate devious grin snaked onto his lips. He cracked his eyes open and slid an arm around the nude waist, pulling the other male close. "Mm, good morning, sexy," he purred, nuzzling into his neck. "Weee need to get ready for school, sir. Well, I do. You can stay in bed, just be gone before mommy dearest gets home or we'll both be in big, big trouble." He winked at the teen laying beside him then stood from the bed butt naked and went to take a quick shower. When he was done, he got out and pulled on some checkered skinny jeans, a tight screen-printed shirt of his own design, a few wristbands and some yellow vans to match his shirt. He slid a purple belt through the loops and combed out his hair before drying it and combing it again. He then unloaded about a quarter of a can of hair spray in it after straightening it. he made it perfect and grabbed his black coat and messenger bag. He blew a kiss to his over-the-night buddy and winked one last time before rushing out the door to his silver porche. He put his purple-rimmed sunglasses on and pulled out of his driveway, speeding down the road with music blasting from the speakers.
"Lance-y!" he sang as he ran up to the darker teen. He practically tackled him to the ground when he pounced, both of them ending up laughing. "There's Oli," Lance told him, nodding the way of the tree. "Ooh! Oli, Oli, Oli!" yelled Jin happily. He ran over to him and plopped down beside him, hugging his shoulders and laying his head on his shoulder. "How was yoooour weekend, Darling?" he asked happily. Lance joined them soon after and sat on Oliver's other side.
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2015 7:50 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2015 7:51 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2015 7:55 pm
Darren started as Russel appeared in front of him. He looked almost nothing like the Russel Darren knew , covered from head to toe in dirt and blood and torn up clothes. His scream tore Darren out of his shock, and his brain processed what he said. Run? Why? Wait, who was coming?
His internal question was answered quickly as the giant hand reached forward and grabbed Russel. Darren's vocal chords failed to work, but his body stumbled back to avoid the attack. He watched in horror as Russel was hurled back towards him. Darren's mind went into overdrive seeing Russel slam into a building and smack against the pavement. "Russel!" he finally forced out and sprinted over to him, kneeling down beside him worriedly. He looked up at the gruesome creature as it disappeared, a sinister grin splitting its face practically in half as it laughed. Darren felt a shudder jolt his body, and he felt like throwing up. What was this? What the hell happened here?
He gently rolled Russel over onto his back and looked down at him sadly. "Hey," he said softly, running a gentle fingertip down his cheek. "Let's go find somewhere safer, alright?" he told him and slid his arms beneath the broken body. "I'll try my best not to hurt you, alright?" he assured him and carefully lifted him into his arms.
He held him protectively in his arms as he hurried towards the outskirts of the broken city. He realized that it was his own city where he lived, and his face scrunched up. He immediately changed direction and aimed for his apartment. "It's gonna be okay. I'm gonna keep you safe," he told him softly as he rounded the block and came upon the parking lot to his apartment. He quickly carried him to the door on the bottom floor and bit his lip as he looked at the door. He didn't have a key...
He backed up and tightened his grip on Russel before kicking forward, foot flat against the door. He successfully kicked the door in, the lock tearing through the frame as it swung open and slammed against the back wall. He hurried inside and kicked the door as shut as it would get behind him. Luckily he lived on the bottom floor, so the place wasn't as wrecked as it could have been.
"I'm gonna clean you up, okay?" he whispered to him as he brought him to his bedroom. He laid him gently on the bed, ignoring the objects lying broken around the place. He idly wondered where Jordan was, but quickly pushed the thought away. This was his dream. Jordan may not even exist.
At that moment, though, Jordan came sidling in, arm thrown around some faceless woman Darren had never met. No, she wasn't faceless. She had one, but when Darren tried to focus on it, his head started to hurt, and he still couldn't make out what she looked like. Darren looked at Jordan, startled. "Jordan? Why are you-- Nevermind. Can you help me out? We need some bandages," he told him frantically, looking back at Russel and starting to peel off his shirt carefully as to not hurt him.
"Naw, man. All he needs is somethin' to make him feel good. Not some wuss to patch him up," his "friend" told him, causing Darren's head to whip around and glare at him. He stood tall and looked him over. "You're high," he stated, body shaking as the thoughts began to flow through his head again. He clenched his fists and took a deep breath. It was like his subconscious had brought this situation into his dreams. Great. Just what he needed. Sleeping was supposed to help him forget about everything, not remind him of the s**t he was currently going through. And what was with Jordan being the pusher? He was supposed to be the one helping him.
"Pffft. You hear this guy? So accusatory," Dream-Jordan snorted to his arm candy, who, Darren couldn't be sure, rolled her eyes and held out a syringe ready-to-use towards Darren. "Come on, Sweetie. It's just once," she purred at him. His body went rigid as he stared at the capped needle and snarled, slapping it out of her hand. "Get out!" he screamed. "Get the ******** away from me with that s**t!" he bellowed and shoved Jordan out of the room, throwing the chick out with him. He locked the door and hurried back to Russel's side, trying to keep the shakes away and the tears at bay..
"Don't worry," he told him, shaking as he looked into his eyes and continued to remove Russel's shirt. Once he had the cloth off, he stood and ran to the conjoined bathroom as Jordan and the chick began beating on the door and calling through it, trying to get Darren to listen to them. He tuned them out the best he could, only focusing on Russel right now. He moved back to his side and dropped to his knees beside the bed, cleaning his wounds gently. "I can't do much about any fractures. I'm sorry. I'm doing what I can," he told him, looking up at the pained expression on Russel's face. He bit his lip and shifted, leaning over the teen and kissing his lips gently. "We'll get through this, okay? I won't leave you," he told him in a whisper, wiping the blood off of his skin and the dirt out of his wounds the best he could without hurting him too badly.
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