♥ Looking For You ♥
I REALLY ******** hate people that just leave... Please, give me some kind of warning.
I would love someone that is online nearly everyday, or at least once every couple of days.
Some one at least semi-lit that can reply with paragraphs most the time. (Two or three liners only on occasion, cause writer's block is understandable)
And I dont want someone that's just going to leave. If the RP get's boring or you just dont want to continue, then please tell me. Dont just leave me hangin.
Also, I might ask you for an example. So be prepared for that.
♥ Me~? ♥
Hello. I am Jackel. Ive been on gaia for years, and my role playing skills have gotten amazing over the years. But sadly, I have not been able to find an RP partner that will stay with me in our RP. I'm online nearly everyday for hours and I reply as soon as I can. I can play both genders, mosts races, and any sexual orientation (Sorry, I don't do yaoi). I am best with romance, drama, and fantasy; but I am up for anything original (I don't RP anime's).
♥ A Few Note's ♥
1.) Please please please! Do not be afraid to show me up or to write a couple paragraphs {Please keep it between 1-8 though, 9 is pushing it and 10 is a death wish}
2.) I don't bite, much. Don't be shy, please, im interested in you~! Talk to me in (-OOC-). It doesnt bother me one bit.
3.) Ideas? Sure, come on~ Speak~ Speak puppy~! I love to hear what you have to say. I want us both to enjoy this after all. ^_~
4.) I LOVE to RP. I am an addict. If you wan to do more than one, SAY SO! Im willing to RP with you in more than one RP. ( That number is limitless~)
5.) Novel's. Most people hate it when turn the RP into a Novel. I hate it when you give me nothing to work with! If you feel you must turn this into a Novel, then please do! I DO NOT MIND AT ALL!!! I WILL LOVE YOU MORE IF YOU DO!!
6.) I curse. A LOT!! I am a sailor at heart, so if you have a ******** problem with my cursing then TELL ME!! I can refrain and if I forget it at any point~~~ DONT BE A b***h!! Just tell me for ******** sake... I can tone it down... all you must do is open your damn mouth...
7.) I shall only RP in pm's or a private thread. I hate using messangers like no ******** other! Pm's are easy for me, and I can keep track of a private thread.
I REALLY ******** hate people that just leave... Please, give me some kind of warning.
I would love someone that is online nearly everyday, or at least once every couple of days.
Some one at least semi-lit that can reply with paragraphs most the time. (Two or three liners only on occasion, cause writer's block is understandable)
And I dont want someone that's just going to leave. If the RP get's boring or you just dont want to continue, then please tell me. Dont just leave me hangin.
Also, I might ask you for an example. So be prepared for that.
♥ Me~? ♥
Hello. I am Jackel. Ive been on gaia for years, and my role playing skills have gotten amazing over the years. But sadly, I have not been able to find an RP partner that will stay with me in our RP. I'm online nearly everyday for hours and I reply as soon as I can. I can play both genders, mosts races, and any sexual orientation (Sorry, I don't do yaoi). I am best with romance, drama, and fantasy; but I am up for anything original (I don't RP anime's).
♥ A Few Note's ♥
1.) Please please please! Do not be afraid to show me up or to write a couple paragraphs {Please keep it between 1-8 though, 9 is pushing it and 10 is a death wish}
2.) I don't bite, much. Don't be shy, please, im interested in you~! Talk to me in (-OOC-). It doesnt bother me one bit.
3.) Ideas? Sure, come on~ Speak~ Speak puppy~! I love to hear what you have to say. I want us both to enjoy this after all. ^_~
4.) I LOVE to RP. I am an addict. If you wan to do more than one, SAY SO! Im willing to RP with you in more than one RP. ( That number is limitless~)
5.) Novel's. Most people hate it when turn the RP into a Novel. I hate it when you give me nothing to work with! If you feel you must turn this into a Novel, then please do! I DO NOT MIND AT ALL!!! I WILL LOVE YOU MORE IF YOU DO!!
6.) I curse. A LOT!! I am a sailor at heart, so if you have a ******** problem with my cursing then TELL ME!! I can refrain and if I forget it at any point~~~ DONT BE A b***h!! Just tell me for ******** sake... I can tone it down... all you must do is open your damn mouth...
7.) I shall only RP in pm's or a private thread. I hate using messangers like no ******** other! Pm's are easy for me, and I can keep track of a private thread.
♥ What I Will Do ♥
If it's underlined, im really craving it, and if it's in a different color, I will love you forever!
Bartender x Customer
Arranged Marriage
Slave x Master (Myself being the slave)
Goth x Raver
Rich x Ghetto (Myself being the Ghetto)
Nerd x Goth
Jock x Raver
Jock x Goth
University Student x High School student.
Student x Student
Single Parent x New Partner
Single Parent x Single Parent
D.J x Customer (at a club)
D.J x Bartender
Druggie x Non Druggie
Human x Anthro
Anthro x Anthro
Anthro x Creature/Race
Yuri
Medeavil
Fantasy
Rave
Highschool
Action
Fighting
Mostly Anything Else Thats Original
♥ Some Rules~ ♥
1.) Please PM me if your interested~ ( I shall not be checking the thread, so you must if you wish to be known. )
2.) Don't just say, "I wanna RP!". Make me interested; tell me your skill's, interest's, and anything else you wish to tell me~ [[ Also include: limits and pairing/genre ]]
3.) For god sake don't just up and leave me~ (Ive said this so many times, that how much it truly bothers me)
4.) No god-moding, its unfair and stupid
5.) My only TWO limit's are that the RP doesnt revolve around sex and no incest~
6.) To prove you read my rules, give the pm a wacky title~
If it's underlined, im really craving it, and if it's in a different color, I will love you forever!
Bartender x Customer
Arranged Marriage
Slave x Master (Myself being the slave)
Goth x Raver
Rich x Ghetto (Myself being the Ghetto)
Nerd x Goth
Jock x Raver
Jock x Goth
University Student x High School student.
Student x Student
Single Parent x New Partner
Single Parent x Single Parent
D.J x Customer (at a club)
D.J x Bartender
Druggie x Non Druggie
Human x Anthro
Anthro x Anthro
Anthro x Creature/Race
Yuri
Medeavil
Fantasy
Rave
Highschool
Action
Fighting
Mostly Anything Else Thats Original
♥ Some Rules~ ♥
1.) Please PM me if your interested~ ( I shall not be checking the thread, so you must if you wish to be known. )
2.) Don't just say, "I wanna RP!". Make me interested; tell me your skill's, interest's, and anything else you wish to tell me~ [[ Also include: limits and pairing/genre ]]
3.) For god sake don't just up and leave me~ (Ive said this so many times, that how much it truly bothers me)
4.) No god-moding, its unfair and stupid
5.) My only TWO limit's are that the RP doesnt revolve around sex and no incest~
6.) To prove you read my rules, give the pm a wacky title~
♥ Examples ♥
}~ You'll notice I use the same name over and over again. Don't worry about it, I'm just bad with name's. I come up with my character's appearance based on the RP. ~{
(( I'm Always Adding More ))
Number 1
Lyn awoke from her slumber with thunder ringing in her ears. Her tired eyes looked at the window, it was raining fiercely with thunder and lightening every few minutes. She pulled her black comforter over her face and tossed around for a moment, trying to return herself to comfort. With many failed positions, she finally threw off her comforter and sat up. Grumbling and mumbling to herself, she looked at her clock. It read 5a.m. Ugh, its too early, she thought, rolling her eyes and yawning.
She threw her legs over the edge of her bed and she stumbled to stand up. With another yawn, and a big stretch, she walked to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror, she looked like a cat chewed her up and spit her out. She washed her face and combed her hair. Lyn fixed her hair, her hair being butt long and black, with a huge red bow. She sat in the bath room for a while, thinking about how devilishly early it was.
Number 2
Miza was tired. She had been running for hours. She was happy though, her plan so far had worked wonderfully. Earlier that day she had come up with a plan to run away from her master. He was a cruel and evil person. Miza was often beat for no real reason. Just the day before she had been beaten so badly she was sure she was going to die from it, which made it harder for her to run because she still had bruises, open wounds, and sore muscles from the beating. She wasn't too sure of where she was heading, but she knew she was heading far away from her master.
She had left around elven, so she figured it was about one or two by now. She was so tired and the pain was becoming to much for her. She was running in her bare feet, with only a pair of shorts and a small red shirt on. Her master had dressed her in it and her other clothes where in his room, so she was unable to change into something decent before leaving. She soon came to a stop. She couldn't carry on anymore, it was too much for her. She wasn't even sure where she was and that little fact was beginning to up set her. Sure she was away from the cruel man that owned her, but now she had no home at all. She fell to her knee's. The road under her was all dirt, she had ran her way to the country land outside the city. She fell over on her side and slowly drifted into unconsciousness.
Number 3
Jakki awoke a little after she felt the bed shuffle. She figured it was Zach, her boyfriend for almost two years. She laid in bed for a while, not ready to wake up yet. She figured she had to though, she was almost certain that Zach was lonely by himself in the sitting room. She slowly crawled out of bed and looked into the vanity mirror they had in the bedroom. She took a brush and brushed out her long black and green hair. She liked having green highlights, it made her unique. Her hair reached to almost her butt, which didnt seem to long because she was kinda short, she only stood about 5'5. She slipped out of her nightgown and into a pair of hip huggin bell bottoms that where faded gray along with a white tank top.
She yawned and pulled her hair back into a high pony tail. Her ear's had a couple piercings in them. She also had a small stud on her nose and her tongue. With the tank top on, it revealed the small tattoo on her right shoulder blade of some rose's, which was a tribute her mother whom was killed in a car accident a couple years back.
With another yawn and a big stretch, she made her was out the bedroom door and into the sitting room. "Morning hon~" She smiled softly and joined him on the couch.
Number 4
Jack sat nervously in the kitchen. His hands where shaking so badly he almost couldnt drink his coffee. His mother had arranged for him to marry a young girl in a poorer family, and he was finally meeting her today. He was fairly rich, but sadly he always listed to his mother, which he knew would be his down fall. His father had left when he was two years old and he has never seen him. His mother had pushed all through life and because of it he hit a great fortune in the technology business.
Jack pushed a piece of hair out of his face. His hair was shoulder length and blond. He was often considered the typical dream guy; he was tall, tan, muscular, blond hair, blue eyes, and lots of money. But he was very shy and fairly nerdy, he loved technology. His sky blue eyes looked down at himself, which he was doing every few minutes. He was wearing lose black jeans, a blue button up shirt, and a pair of black sneaker's.
Number 5
Jacklyn was sitting up in her room pouting. Her parent's had just informed her that she was now in an arranged marriage and was to be wed to a man in a few months. A knocking came to her door, "GO AWAY!" She shouted, knowing it was one of her parents. "Jacklyn Rose Trint! You open this door this instant!" It was her mother, Emily's, voice. Emily's voice was high pitched and annoying, or at least to Jacklyn it was. Jacklyn got off her bed, went to the door, and slammed the door wide open, causing a dent to form on the wall as it was slammed.
Emily stepped into her room and crossed her arm. "This is no how you where raised young lady. Why are you acting like this?" Jacklyn started to scream at her mother about the many reason's to why she was acting the way she was. She didn't like the idea of an arranged marriage. "Well I don't care what you think," Emily started walking over to Jacklyn closet, "You are meeting him today and you will marry him. And that is final!" Emily turned around a left the room, closing the door nicely behind her. Jacklyn sighed and started to rummage through her dresser. She pulled out a pack of cigarettes with a lighter. She pulled one out, popped it in her mouth, and lit it. She took a good long drag from it and sighed softly. "What ever..." She mumbled to herself.
She went to her closet and pulled out a black cocktail dress. Placing her cigarette down in an ashtray for a moment she pulled the dress on and sighed again, looking down at herself. The dress fell just above her knee's and it had no sleeves or straps, so it showed a fair amount of cleavage. She pulled on her black leather boots and a few cheep black bracelet's. She hooked a black cross necklace around her neck and took hold of her cigarette again. Her average sized figure was snuggly tucked into the dress. She examined her hair for a moment, and thought she'd just leave it down. Her hair was a soft brown that fell to her hips. She finished her cigarette, slapped on some gray eyeshadow and went out to the limo that was to take her to meet her future husband.
Number 6
Jackson awoke early one morning as the lightening outside struck and thunder clashed. He was not a heavy sleeper and the sudden burst of noise made him nearly piss himself. He laid back on his pillow and placed a hand on his chest, his heart was beating nearly out of his chest. He looked over, his girlfriend was sleeping next to him. God did he ever love her, but he didn't know how she could stand him. Even before the personality changes he didn't understand why she loved him. Jackson was a typical freak of the modern day. He had long black hair that went down almost to his knee's, he always wore black, and was covered in piercings and tattoo's.
He stood up and stretched. Being a guy, he was only in his boxers. Being in his nice cheetah print boxers, one could see all his piercings. Each ear had about six or seven, two in each eyebrow, on in each nostril, two on his lower and upper lip, a stud in his tongue, and both of his nipples where pierced. His tattoo's where visible as well. He had a black and gold dragon climbing each arm, a skull and cross bones on his chest, and his girlfriends name across his shoulder blades on his back. He was planning to get more, but he didn't have the money at the time.
After a good minute of stretching he walked out to the living room and to the balcony. They lived on the top floor of a three story apartment. He looked out, lightening was everywhere and thunder was taking over the wind. It had not started to rain or snow yet. It was about mid fall so it could do either, or both through the entirety of the day
Number 7
Jacklyn was sitting up in her room pouting. Her parent's had just informed her that she was now in an arranged marriage and was to be wed to a man in a few months. A knocking came to her door, "GO AWAY!" She shouted, knowing it was one of her parents. "Jacklyn Rose Trint! You open this door this instant!" It was her mother, Emily's, voice. Emily's voice was high pitched and annoying, or at least to Jacklyn it was. Jacklyn got off her bed, went to the door, and slammed the door wide open, causing a dent to form on the wall as it was slammed.
Emily stepped into her room and crossed her arm. "This is no how you where raised young lady. Why are you acting like this?" Jacklyn started to scream at her mother about the many reason's to why she was acting the way she was. She didn't like the idea of an arranged marriage. "Well I don't care what you think," Emily started walking over to Jacklyn closet, "You are meeting him today and you will marry him. And that is final!" Emily turned around a left the room, closing the door nicely behind her. Jacklyn sighed and started to rummage through her dresser. She pulled out a pack of cigarettes with a lighter. She pulled one out, popped it in her mouth, and lit it. She took a good long drag from it and sighed softly. "What ever..." She mumbled to herself.
She went to her closet and pulled out a black cocktail dress. Placing her cigarette down in an ashtray for a moment she pulled the dress on and sighed again, looking down at herself. The dress fell just above her knee's and it had no sleeves or straps, so it showed a fair amount of cleavage. She pulled on her black leather boots and a few cheep black bracelet's. She hooked a black cross necklace around her neck and took hold of her cigarette again. Her average sized figure was snuggly tucked into the dress. She examined her hair for a moment, and thought she'd just leave it down. Her hair was a soft brown that fell to her hips. She finished her cigarette, slapped on some gray eyeshadow and went out to the limo that was to take her to meet her future husband.
Number 8
Jack rolled from her bed making a loud thump sound on her apartment floor. She propped herself up on her hands and sighed, "I just love starting the morning as a true carpet muncher..." She said to herself with a chuckle. Jack had a pervy mind but she kept it under control and was usually funny about it. She fixed herself to her knees where she stretched and plopped her body from the shoulder up across her bed, reaching her arms out over the silk sheets. "Ugh, im too tired!" She said slowy rising to her feet, keeping her head dug deep into the bed. When she finally gathered up the strength to awaken she stumbled her way out of her bedroom and into the bathroom. She looked at herself in the large mirror, "Holly s**t..." She said reaching for a brush. After many minutes of tugging and ouching her hair was straightened from the large puffy mess that sat at the top of her head. Her hair went to her butt and was black with green streaks, and now that it was straight you could see her large puffy lycan ears. She was a lycan anthro, and she liked to keep her ears and tail out. Her ears where much to big for her head but she liked them, even though they always seemed to look tattered in a puffy sort of way.
Jack returned to her bedroom and started to dig for her clothing of the day. She found a pair of navy blue carpenter jeans that she fixed herself to accommodate her tail, which also looked tattered in a puffy way. She slipped on the pants and then went to her closest to dig for a shirt. She soon found a lime green v-cut that showed off the DD cleavage she had. She loved how her figure was; DD's, broad shoulders, somewhat of a tummy, big child bearing hips, somewhat big thighs, and long legs. Jack looked at herself in the mirror, "Not bad." She said with a smile. She slipped on her black sandals, placed her wallet in her back pocket, and grabbed her car keys. She was off to a new bar that had opened down the street. She had been waiting for it to open for a while now. She was glad that she had slept in so late so she could wake up and go right to the bar. That little fact made her think she was being like an alcoholic, which made her chuckle a little.
Number 9
Jack stood out side at the smokers pit. She was enjoying her morning cigarette as she waited for school to begin. She was standing away from the group, with her ear buds deep inside her pierced up ears; techno beats being hear-able if you where to stand next to her.
A breeze picked up a little and blew her long black and green hair to the side, which bothered her greatly because she was perfectly happy with it sitting at her shoulders undisturbed. Jack's style consisted of neon colors, glow sticks, and little flashing things. Today she had on baggy gray pants that where lined in neon blue, a neon white tank top, and a pair of black sandals.
Number 10
Jack stretched and contorted her body in different ways to get her back to pop. A large smile came across Jack's face when a loud pop came from her back, "Ahh... Heavn..." She chuckled as she rolled out of bed. She laid on the floor for a moment, looking under her bed at the box the held a sack of weed and her first pipe. "Not 4:20 yet baby." Jack smiled. She didn't want to be constantly screwed up, exspecially during school, so she made a personaly vow to only smoke once a day from 4:20 to usually 5.
Jack stood up and continued to stretch, her tall but pudgey body was used to the morning stretches and often popped where she wanted it to. She made her way to her bathroom and she brushed out her waist long black hair that held lime green streaks. She smiled and pulled her hair back into a ponytail and used a large clip to clip it up even more. Jack returned to her room and dug around for her pack of cigarettes. When they where found she smiled and happily took one out and lit it. She puffed away on it happily as she got dressed. Today she wore her baggy carpenter jeans, a large boondox jeresy, and her large biker boots.
Jack looked herself over as she took the final drag from her cigarette. "Not bad." She muttered as she smudged out the cig in her favorite Jackle Brothers ashtry. She took up her back pack, which she loved bcause it had each of the jokers cards on it, and walked out to her hatchetman covered car and drove off to school. Parking in the parking lot she got out and looked around for her friends.
}~ You'll notice I use the same name over and over again. Don't worry about it, I'm just bad with name's. I come up with my character's appearance based on the RP. ~{
(( I'm Always Adding More ))
Number 1
Lyn awoke from her slumber with thunder ringing in her ears. Her tired eyes looked at the window, it was raining fiercely with thunder and lightening every few minutes. She pulled her black comforter over her face and tossed around for a moment, trying to return herself to comfort. With many failed positions, she finally threw off her comforter and sat up. Grumbling and mumbling to herself, she looked at her clock. It read 5a.m. Ugh, its too early, she thought, rolling her eyes and yawning.
She threw her legs over the edge of her bed and she stumbled to stand up. With another yawn, and a big stretch, she walked to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror, she looked like a cat chewed her up and spit her out. She washed her face and combed her hair. Lyn fixed her hair, her hair being butt long and black, with a huge red bow. She sat in the bath room for a while, thinking about how devilishly early it was.
Number 2
Miza was tired. She had been running for hours. She was happy though, her plan so far had worked wonderfully. Earlier that day she had come up with a plan to run away from her master. He was a cruel and evil person. Miza was often beat for no real reason. Just the day before she had been beaten so badly she was sure she was going to die from it, which made it harder for her to run because she still had bruises, open wounds, and sore muscles from the beating. She wasn't too sure of where she was heading, but she knew she was heading far away from her master.
She had left around elven, so she figured it was about one or two by now. She was so tired and the pain was becoming to much for her. She was running in her bare feet, with only a pair of shorts and a small red shirt on. Her master had dressed her in it and her other clothes where in his room, so she was unable to change into something decent before leaving. She soon came to a stop. She couldn't carry on anymore, it was too much for her. She wasn't even sure where she was and that little fact was beginning to up set her. Sure she was away from the cruel man that owned her, but now she had no home at all. She fell to her knee's. The road under her was all dirt, she had ran her way to the country land outside the city. She fell over on her side and slowly drifted into unconsciousness.
Number 3
Jakki awoke a little after she felt the bed shuffle. She figured it was Zach, her boyfriend for almost two years. She laid in bed for a while, not ready to wake up yet. She figured she had to though, she was almost certain that Zach was lonely by himself in the sitting room. She slowly crawled out of bed and looked into the vanity mirror they had in the bedroom. She took a brush and brushed out her long black and green hair. She liked having green highlights, it made her unique. Her hair reached to almost her butt, which didnt seem to long because she was kinda short, she only stood about 5'5. She slipped out of her nightgown and into a pair of hip huggin bell bottoms that where faded gray along with a white tank top.
She yawned and pulled her hair back into a high pony tail. Her ear's had a couple piercings in them. She also had a small stud on her nose and her tongue. With the tank top on, it revealed the small tattoo on her right shoulder blade of some rose's, which was a tribute her mother whom was killed in a car accident a couple years back.
With another yawn and a big stretch, she made her was out the bedroom door and into the sitting room. "Morning hon~" She smiled softly and joined him on the couch.
Number 4
Jack sat nervously in the kitchen. His hands where shaking so badly he almost couldnt drink his coffee. His mother had arranged for him to marry a young girl in a poorer family, and he was finally meeting her today. He was fairly rich, but sadly he always listed to his mother, which he knew would be his down fall. His father had left when he was two years old and he has never seen him. His mother had pushed all through life and because of it he hit a great fortune in the technology business.
Jack pushed a piece of hair out of his face. His hair was shoulder length and blond. He was often considered the typical dream guy; he was tall, tan, muscular, blond hair, blue eyes, and lots of money. But he was very shy and fairly nerdy, he loved technology. His sky blue eyes looked down at himself, which he was doing every few minutes. He was wearing lose black jeans, a blue button up shirt, and a pair of black sneaker's.
Number 5
Jacklyn was sitting up in her room pouting. Her parent's had just informed her that she was now in an arranged marriage and was to be wed to a man in a few months. A knocking came to her door, "GO AWAY!" She shouted, knowing it was one of her parents. "Jacklyn Rose Trint! You open this door this instant!" It was her mother, Emily's, voice. Emily's voice was high pitched and annoying, or at least to Jacklyn it was. Jacklyn got off her bed, went to the door, and slammed the door wide open, causing a dent to form on the wall as it was slammed.
Emily stepped into her room and crossed her arm. "This is no how you where raised young lady. Why are you acting like this?" Jacklyn started to scream at her mother about the many reason's to why she was acting the way she was. She didn't like the idea of an arranged marriage. "Well I don't care what you think," Emily started walking over to Jacklyn closet, "You are meeting him today and you will marry him. And that is final!" Emily turned around a left the room, closing the door nicely behind her. Jacklyn sighed and started to rummage through her dresser. She pulled out a pack of cigarettes with a lighter. She pulled one out, popped it in her mouth, and lit it. She took a good long drag from it and sighed softly. "What ever..." She mumbled to herself.
She went to her closet and pulled out a black cocktail dress. Placing her cigarette down in an ashtray for a moment she pulled the dress on and sighed again, looking down at herself. The dress fell just above her knee's and it had no sleeves or straps, so it showed a fair amount of cleavage. She pulled on her black leather boots and a few cheep black bracelet's. She hooked a black cross necklace around her neck and took hold of her cigarette again. Her average sized figure was snuggly tucked into the dress. She examined her hair for a moment, and thought she'd just leave it down. Her hair was a soft brown that fell to her hips. She finished her cigarette, slapped on some gray eyeshadow and went out to the limo that was to take her to meet her future husband.
Number 6
Jackson awoke early one morning as the lightening outside struck and thunder clashed. He was not a heavy sleeper and the sudden burst of noise made him nearly piss himself. He laid back on his pillow and placed a hand on his chest, his heart was beating nearly out of his chest. He looked over, his girlfriend was sleeping next to him. God did he ever love her, but he didn't know how she could stand him. Even before the personality changes he didn't understand why she loved him. Jackson was a typical freak of the modern day. He had long black hair that went down almost to his knee's, he always wore black, and was covered in piercings and tattoo's.
He stood up and stretched. Being a guy, he was only in his boxers. Being in his nice cheetah print boxers, one could see all his piercings. Each ear had about six or seven, two in each eyebrow, on in each nostril, two on his lower and upper lip, a stud in his tongue, and both of his nipples where pierced. His tattoo's where visible as well. He had a black and gold dragon climbing each arm, a skull and cross bones on his chest, and his girlfriends name across his shoulder blades on his back. He was planning to get more, but he didn't have the money at the time.
After a good minute of stretching he walked out to the living room and to the balcony. They lived on the top floor of a three story apartment. He looked out, lightening was everywhere and thunder was taking over the wind. It had not started to rain or snow yet. It was about mid fall so it could do either, or both through the entirety of the day
Number 7
Jacklyn was sitting up in her room pouting. Her parent's had just informed her that she was now in an arranged marriage and was to be wed to a man in a few months. A knocking came to her door, "GO AWAY!" She shouted, knowing it was one of her parents. "Jacklyn Rose Trint! You open this door this instant!" It was her mother, Emily's, voice. Emily's voice was high pitched and annoying, or at least to Jacklyn it was. Jacklyn got off her bed, went to the door, and slammed the door wide open, causing a dent to form on the wall as it was slammed.
Emily stepped into her room and crossed her arm. "This is no how you where raised young lady. Why are you acting like this?" Jacklyn started to scream at her mother about the many reason's to why she was acting the way she was. She didn't like the idea of an arranged marriage. "Well I don't care what you think," Emily started walking over to Jacklyn closet, "You are meeting him today and you will marry him. And that is final!" Emily turned around a left the room, closing the door nicely behind her. Jacklyn sighed and started to rummage through her dresser. She pulled out a pack of cigarettes with a lighter. She pulled one out, popped it in her mouth, and lit it. She took a good long drag from it and sighed softly. "What ever..." She mumbled to herself.
She went to her closet and pulled out a black cocktail dress. Placing her cigarette down in an ashtray for a moment she pulled the dress on and sighed again, looking down at herself. The dress fell just above her knee's and it had no sleeves or straps, so it showed a fair amount of cleavage. She pulled on her black leather boots and a few cheep black bracelet's. She hooked a black cross necklace around her neck and took hold of her cigarette again. Her average sized figure was snuggly tucked into the dress. She examined her hair for a moment, and thought she'd just leave it down. Her hair was a soft brown that fell to her hips. She finished her cigarette, slapped on some gray eyeshadow and went out to the limo that was to take her to meet her future husband.
Number 8
Jack rolled from her bed making a loud thump sound on her apartment floor. She propped herself up on her hands and sighed, "I just love starting the morning as a true carpet muncher..." She said to herself with a chuckle. Jack had a pervy mind but she kept it under control and was usually funny about it. She fixed herself to her knees where she stretched and plopped her body from the shoulder up across her bed, reaching her arms out over the silk sheets. "Ugh, im too tired!" She said slowy rising to her feet, keeping her head dug deep into the bed. When she finally gathered up the strength to awaken she stumbled her way out of her bedroom and into the bathroom. She looked at herself in the large mirror, "Holly s**t..." She said reaching for a brush. After many minutes of tugging and ouching her hair was straightened from the large puffy mess that sat at the top of her head. Her hair went to her butt and was black with green streaks, and now that it was straight you could see her large puffy lycan ears. She was a lycan anthro, and she liked to keep her ears and tail out. Her ears where much to big for her head but she liked them, even though they always seemed to look tattered in a puffy sort of way.
Jack returned to her bedroom and started to dig for her clothing of the day. She found a pair of navy blue carpenter jeans that she fixed herself to accommodate her tail, which also looked tattered in a puffy way. She slipped on the pants and then went to her closest to dig for a shirt. She soon found a lime green v-cut that showed off the DD cleavage she had. She loved how her figure was; DD's, broad shoulders, somewhat of a tummy, big child bearing hips, somewhat big thighs, and long legs. Jack looked at herself in the mirror, "Not bad." She said with a smile. She slipped on her black sandals, placed her wallet in her back pocket, and grabbed her car keys. She was off to a new bar that had opened down the street. She had been waiting for it to open for a while now. She was glad that she had slept in so late so she could wake up and go right to the bar. That little fact made her think she was being like an alcoholic, which made her chuckle a little.
Number 9
Jack stood out side at the smokers pit. She was enjoying her morning cigarette as she waited for school to begin. She was standing away from the group, with her ear buds deep inside her pierced up ears; techno beats being hear-able if you where to stand next to her.
A breeze picked up a little and blew her long black and green hair to the side, which bothered her greatly because she was perfectly happy with it sitting at her shoulders undisturbed. Jack's style consisted of neon colors, glow sticks, and little flashing things. Today she had on baggy gray pants that where lined in neon blue, a neon white tank top, and a pair of black sandals.
Number 10
Jack stretched and contorted her body in different ways to get her back to pop. A large smile came across Jack's face when a loud pop came from her back, "Ahh... Heavn..." She chuckled as she rolled out of bed. She laid on the floor for a moment, looking under her bed at the box the held a sack of weed and her first pipe. "Not 4:20 yet baby." Jack smiled. She didn't want to be constantly screwed up, exspecially during school, so she made a personaly vow to only smoke once a day from 4:20 to usually 5.
Jack stood up and continued to stretch, her tall but pudgey body was used to the morning stretches and often popped where she wanted it to. She made her way to her bathroom and she brushed out her waist long black hair that held lime green streaks. She smiled and pulled her hair back into a ponytail and used a large clip to clip it up even more. Jack returned to her room and dug around for her pack of cigarettes. When they where found she smiled and happily took one out and lit it. She puffed away on it happily as she got dressed. Today she wore her baggy carpenter jeans, a large boondox jeresy, and her large biker boots.
Jack looked herself over as she took the final drag from her cigarette. "Not bad." She muttered as she smudged out the cig in her favorite Jackle Brothers ashtry. She took up her back pack, which she loved bcause it had each of the jokers cards on it, and walked out to her hatchetman covered car and drove off to school. Parking in the parking lot she got out and looked around for her friends.
