Friday, May 11, 2007

   Another week away from you *exhales sadly*



fear me, cuz I bring nightmares!!!

Time: 11:27
Mood: iffy
Listening to: lost prophets
Quote: if we need someone in order to move forward, then what are we, co-depended on others instead of areselves, so in that case were slackers of are emotions and hiddnd within, just waiting for that strong person to pull us out.
~unknown more on the lines of anonymous I think I spelled that right, oh well~

well I'm leaving in about 30 mins and moving in for a week with my brother and my sis in law to help her out with my new niece and my hellion of a nephew, he's cute though lmao, there always cute, the evil ones that is!!! lol ^^ but I love them anyways!!! ^^

i watched my show last night and it kicked ass, it was a two part episode and sucked that is ended with sammy *tear rolls down cheek* is stabbed to death and dying in his brothers arms, the brother who swore to protect him and keep him safe. I cried, it was so sad, yet very good. dammit, I have to wait until next thurs to see the season's last episode. i love this show!!! I really hope sam/sammy does's die, I like him, and he JUSST, he just CAN'T DIE!!! dang directors and writer messing and ruining up the great/awesome shows!!! >.< T.T

I watched the hitcher, and it was feaky yet pretty good!!! and south park!!! lol I know, I know I'm retarded for watching it but I can't help it, it's SOOOOOoooo frigging stupid yet FUNNY!!! XD I'm crazy!!! ^^

well guys when I come back I promise to put up my second half to my story, I'm really sorry about not doing it this week, a lot of crazyness has being happening!!! ^^ but here's something to occupy your time with!!! ^^
warning not prof-read and fix though sorry, have fun!!! ^^



I'm not putting all of it up but it's a story me and Night Phoenix are working on, she writes about her character and I of mine. Np is her and well the other is mine, I hope you enjoy!!! we haven't named it yet but I have a name for it and I'll put it up, you have all week to check it out so have fun and let me know what you think?!? ^^
I'll miss you guys so much!!!
LOTS!!! [hugs you tightly and cries a bit] last time is was hard and I can't even imagine this time without you guys!!! Kat, be good!!! ^^ I'll miss you!!! bye.


Strangers Linked Together


Intro: is was a dark gloomy night and two strangers would finally meet an end for the most worst of fates it all started with a girl (that's you) having a terrible nightmare that left her drentched and wide awake with fear.

Np starts with her character:

Crimson stains littered the room, and screeching filled the air. The acrid smell of an uncleansed room filled her lungs, the scent permeating her nose, leaving her feeling quite nausaeuted(sp?). Despite her instincts urging her to flee the area, she was drawn like a moth to a flame to the one room at the end of the hallway. She shuddered everytime that piercing scream emitted from the room. But still, she didn't stop until she reached the creaked open door.

Taking a firm breath, which she later regretted when the vile scent filled her nostrils once again, she steadied her nerves as her heart raced impacably. Her hand, ghost white and shaking, reached out in front of her and softly pushed the door open. But it creaked, sending her heart race, already high, skyrocketing. And when she opened it, her eyes widened and she fell to her knees in a horrified state.

Before, shackled to the wall, was her brother, thought to be deceased. In fact ,that probably would've been best. But here he was, skin littered with bruises, welts, scars, blood, lashes, and an inumberable amount of wounds. But the worst part...The worst part was when he turned his doleful eyes, now lifeless and forlorn, to her, and not a flicker of recognition passed through them.

They were the best of friends, how could he not see her?!

But just then, a door on the side of the room slammed open, and she looked up. 'No' she whispered, 'No, No..'

"No, No, NO!!" I sat up hurriedly from bed, my eyes still crazed from that ungodly vision that was sent before my eyes. I was covered in a sheen of sweat, my legs tangled in my sheets. My hands were clutching the bedspread as if it were a lifeline. I turned to examine my reflection in the mirror across from me. I looked dreadful! I was pale white, not to mention sweaty, and my eyes held a wild look, full of irreplaceable fear. I tried to calm my nerves and take deep breaths, but nothing helped. I turned to my alarmclock, seeing it to be 6:00 in the morning. The schoolbus didn't arrive for another two hours, but I might as well get ready. There was no way I was going back to sleep after seeing that. But how I longed to see my brother again, but this time in good health, and him recognizing me.

I start with my character:

jean was like any other girl but wasn't intirely, she had special things "gifts" about her that enabled her to see things a sort of forsight. she was a loner and liked it that way she was a... you could call a goth/emo chick but with spunk!!!
4:52am jean gasps and screams for air in horror and fright! she witnessed someone else's dream so vividly and real it seemed like she actually was living it and experiancing it! she felt his pain as she to was being tortured, beaten and what he endured by that mad-person. she even screamed in pain and horror as she was reliving someone else's sick nightmare or infatuation in doing it to someone!!!
oh god! jean rushes to the bathroom to puke, she could taste blood, cloriform, and body fluids that were forced in a sick way of torture in her mouth as was the vitim! jean screams, why do I have this curse!?! rocks herself back and forth thinking about who was the vitim, what had happened in her dream and how she could stop it!
jean see's and can still feel the metal and hot Iron roasting her flesh and knifes and needles percing it as well! jean beings to cry and starts to take a hot shower, as he steps in she looks down the side of her rib cage were it seems to be still hurting from the dream and notices she broght back a wound from her dream and see's and feels her own blood rushing down her skin and swirling and mixing in the water down the drain! jean froze in that moment and gazing at her own blood, this has never happened to her before and she just, watches it pore out of her! she then snaps back into reality and grabs a towel and places pressure on her wound. after a few minutes she removes the towel and looks at the damage. it wasn't bad enough to go to the hospile but needed stitchs, so she grabbed her neededs and thread and began stitching herself up! she couldn't and didn't have enough money to go to the doctors to have them do it so she learned to survive on her own and did what was nessissary in order to survive! including bearing with the pain and endurence of doing it!!! she got up bandaged it and then washed her body off and got really for her life that would soon be nothing more but a nightmare!!!

Np starts with her character:

It was 7:30. I was meandering around the house pointlessly, listlessly doing meager jobs. Anything to keep the turmoil that threatened to overtake my mind at bay. Every so often, a snippet of my dream would pass before my eyes, and my belongings would shift, and my knees would buckle. I groaned just thinking about going to school. I already had a migraine, didn't feel like eating in the least, lest it all come up again, but I was exhausted. In all honesty, I was dreading going to sleep that night. I had been entertaining the idea of staying up, but I figured I would need to get some sleep sometime, so I might as well just continue my regular sleeping pattern.

The house was deserted, my parents having left earlier that morning. They would be back before school ended, but I didn't want to put another burden on their already sagging shoulders. Besides, it was just a dream. Right?...

I snorted at my train of thoughts. 'Of course it was just a dream!' I mentally berated myself as I left the house, heading for the bus stop. 'It's almost like the time I had gotten that inexplicable fear of ghosts.'

The bus pulled up at the stop. I looked around, noting that no one else seemed to be at this bus stop. I sighed and boarded the train, making my way to the back. The beginning of another school year. 'Joy,' I thought sarcastically, my eyes brooding, causing all the other students who had begun to board at the next bus stop to look at me warily and find another seat. I sighed as the bus started its trek again, looking out the window to a scene that only myself could see...

My: character

jean looked upon the clock noting she still had time to eat, get her school stuff together and put on the eyeliner and her gunk. but since the though of even eating something replused her and made her want to throw up again she took to gathering up her books and homework. after jean got her eyeliner and makeup done she set her gaze at the clock and cussed herself out in fury as she seen the time! 10 mintues late how is tha... she looked at her bed room clock and the kitchen clock, DAMMIT!!! As jean slipped on her Nss and grabbed her bag, all her papers and books scattered to the floor right outside the door. FUCK!!! today is just not my fucking day, damn! Jean looks up and see the school bus leaving, shit!!!! jean packes and throws all her shit in her black marked up bag, locks her apartment door, and run for the bus hoping she might still be able to make it. she winches in pain as she takes the stairs two at a time and cries out in pain as she fell as she missed several in rushing. dammit, jean yells!!! she gets up ignoring the pain pulsing on her right side where her nightmare reality wound appeared and kept on running for the bus. it was too late but she just kept on running for it, and screaming at the top of her lungs to stop and wait!!! as jean looked at the bus leaving her behind she then noticed a girl looking at her through the bus window. her eyes filled with a distant sorrow, pain, and longing in them that all jean could do was look back at her and raise her hand as if to wave but didn't.
well jean! jean chuckles, it looks like we're walking to school today! and hated the blinding sun peircing through the clouds and blinding her vision. but as always it was another day, another day to hope life will and would be different for a change. but deep down jeans felt like her world was clapsing all around her and sufficating her. she could feel something bad brewing and going to happen to day or at least this week and felt that she had, just had, to be at school. like her life and anothers depended on it.

Np: character

Mercurian eyes snapped back from a distant land as the grating noise of the schoolbus stopping filled her senses. She looked out the window to ascertain where she was. School already?! A silent groan emitted from her lips as she heaved her bookbag onto her back. She waited until everyone had passed her to make her way into the aisle of the bus and let her feet touch the turf.

Her solemn eyes gazed at the building with utter loathing. How she despised school! The constant chatter of friends catching up with friends, talking about summer, drowned out every other noise, making it difficult to hear her thoughts. With a small scowl implanting itself onto her features, she made her way through the crowd, being jostled and pushed forward.

"Hey, Eridea!" a distant voice could be calling, growing louder. Before her stood her one true friend, Riaka. Now, Riaka constantly worried and babied Eridea since her brother had...passed. Plastering a fake smile and slipping on her facade with ease, Eridea replied in kind. "Hey Riaka. What's up?" They chatted amiably, as friends do, louging outside the school doors, waiting for the bell to ring, allowing everyone to flood the halls of the massive place.

But even Riaka, with her obliviousness to most things, could catch the slight falter in each movement Eridea would make, the way her eyes would dart around occassionally. Riaka pursed her lips and made a vow to wheedle it out of Eridea somehow. She wasn't called "persistent pest" for nothing.

My: charater

Jean, gasping for air from running, entered the tall black bar gates of the high school. Sweat from running and the pain coming from her ribs comsumed her and made it harder to stay clam, focused, and breath!!! she rushed into the bathroom and studied her figure and image. jean exhales in irration and frustration in how badly she looked. the sweat and constently wiping it away smeared her make-up and mascara all over her face and cheeks. she began cleaning her face as the plastic dolls, aka preppy popular chicks, laughing and giggling walk in as if the rule everyone and everything. jean doesn't even spare them a glance or notice. Ohhh, [scoffs] it's the emo bitch, don't mind her she's just a heartless black loser that's not even noticed but invisible in school and in life!!! they all laugh! jean bats her eyelashes and looks up at them! ohhh, I thought we were the best of friends!!! jean gasps and covers her mouth! jean quickly then composses herself back to original self and crosses her arms over her chest and glares at them!!! as if I care what you think, say or do slutty preps!!! everyone knows you screw the whole football team!!! the girls glare back and then rush forward at jean! Neko, hey neko I saw you... jean's friend comes in the girls bathroom, he notices she's in trouble so he quickly acts!!! ohh, hey girlfirends, so when are you ladies going to let me in your click?!? hmmm, I love what you've done with your hair, girl in the middle, he touches her hair. o-o-o, silky soft!!! he winks twice at jean so she'll play along! ewwww, you square! logan come on~! they'll never let you in so quit thinking they will!!! I'm sorry sexy, but there not as good looking as you so why bother with white trash like them!!! Jean grabs logan by the arm and they walk out together. Oh my god Logan, why did you do that? Neko I saw you running in the bathroom and... and, I just wanted to make sure you where alright and not to mention I saw "them" walk in afterwards and knew you'd be in-for-trouble so I came to help!!! I love you Logan, jean hugs him and he wipes at her remainning glump of make-up still on her face! what's wrong Neko, did you have more bad dreams? ...
sort of, well I'm ok Logan so don't worry okay!!! jean smiles and he leans in to hug her and brushes him hands acrossed her wound! jean grunts in pain and winches as she clinches her fists to hold in the pain! what's wrong Neko? jean smiles as he calls her by him pet name for her. Nothing logan, I'm fine!!! she put's on a smile for him! he looks down at her side and see's a red soaked stain on her shirt! he with quick reflexes pulled her to a shadow well hidden area and lifted up her shirt! his eyes filled with anger and rage, who did this to you Neko, who, what happened? Nothing and nobody did this to me Logan!!! I slipped and fell, point blank, nothing else!!! and NO!!!! I don't want to talk about it!!! jean starts to walk away but logan pulls her back to him and jean falls into him! Neko... Jean, look at me! he gental lifts her chin up so she would look at him. I love and care about you, jean!!! why won't you let me in? he searches her eyes as if they hold every secret, answer and truth. Jeans eyes soften and she whispers, I can't!!! he still looks within her beautiful light blue eyes with the dark navy blue high lighting around the light blue. why, why won't you just let me in? I'm not telling you to tell me everything Jean, just some to help lighten the load of burned on your shoulders jean! please let me carry some!!! I hate seeing you in pain and hurting inside and in your beautiful eyes, I see it in them!!! and I don't want to see it but I do and it hurts me that I can't do anything to save or stop it!!! Jean just let me know that there's something I can do for you, anything, tell me!!! jean smiles and hugs him tightly, and he followes suit and hugs her back. she smiles up at him and whispers and stares straight, as if in to his soul and says, I will Logan, I swear and promise to you, I will!!! jean goes on her tippy toes and kisses his cheek, thank you logan!!! he softly touched her face and watched as she leaves and then he touches his cheek were her lovely lips forever peirced his skin with her kiss. he loved Jean with all his heart but feared that there friendship would fall apart if they go personal and dated, so he kept his feels buried inside and hoped, no more like prayed she would one day tell him of her feels and love him. he quickly ran towards her remembering her blood stain and gave her his sleeved t-shirt he always wore over his tattoo braid shirt with the cuss words on it. Here jean, take care of her! jean smiles and hugs him once more! i will Logan! she walks backwards and straight into a girl. jean's pack and the girls books fly out and fall everywhere. jean gasps, ohh I'm so sorry!!! Mercurian eyes worried and full of sorrow, gazed upon her and she instanly remembered those eyes and her face from the school bus. but the eyes, like before she remembered with horror and fright, it was those eyes she saw in a mirror but of her the her dream, she had those eyes!!! jean quickly gathered her pack and said she was sorry again but left quickly before she could ever hear a reply or word from her. but she knew Logan was right there helping her gather up her stuff for her as she ran to her class... jean heard her name being called from a distance and knew it was logan but she ran even harder just to get away from those eyes that pledded and begged for answers. the hopes in them she just couldn't give, and she just couldn't bear the look of those eyes as her dream was still fresh in her mind and memory. of those eyes screaming there and crying out for someone to save them from that hidden evil lurking within the shadows, the same shadow that slashed out and got her as she was with that person in her dreams...

Np: character

Riaka and Eridea walked into the building in amiable silence, comforted in each other's presence. Eridea's eyes were shuttered, closed off from the world and guarded. All the other students unconsciously stepped away from the two friends as they walked through the halls. Eridea and Riaka were well known within the school. Eridea exuded a aura that screamed, "You die if you mess with me," while Riaka emitted something more along the lines of, "I'm psychotic, so you better lock your doors at night." First impressions stick after all. Riaka was wearing her normal attire, which was a ragged white sleeveless Avenged Sevenfold shirt, with a super short jean miniskirt over her white torn jeans. Her fiery red hair was done up in two messy buns, and she wore heavy eyeshadow, making her green eyes look recessed within her head. Overall, it gave her a creepy fan-girl kind of obessive look. Eridea, though, was dressed a little darker. Riaka often said she dressed with her moods. 'Maybe that's why she's able to read me so well,' Eridea mused as they turned left. Eridea was dressed in a crimson red shirt that had a blooming black rose on the left bottom corner. She wore dark blue jeans that hugged her body, and AirWalks. Her hair was done in a brown braid that brushed her waist, while around her neck gleamed a black outlined heart with inlaid red gemstones. Her eyes were heavily shaded in black eyeliner, with mascara exentuating her exotic eyes. As they continued walking, slowly mind you, they were in no hurry, a girl rushed pass Riaka and ran straight into Eridea. Eridea stumbled back a few paces before regaining her balance, and blinked slowly. "Sorry," the girl said apologetically before her eyes widened, a glazed look covering them, and a trickle of fear filling them before the girl took off flying down the hall. Eridea turned her head as she watched another guy rush past them, pressumably after the girl. 'he called her Jean,' Eridea thought, storing it away for later use. "That was interesting, eh, Eridea?" Riaka asked in her chirpy voice. Eridea narrowed her eyes in the direction "Jean" had gone in before doing an aboutface. "Hnn," was her monosyllabic answer as she continued walking. Riaka stood there blinking before yelling at Eridea, "Hey, wait up!" Thus, they proceeded to first period. 'I wonder how lunch is going to be...

My:character

jean made it to her class in the nick of time before Logan got her. [phew] jean wiped at her brow gathering on her forhead. her first hour was gym, and she hated all who was in it too. she looked down at the long sleeved t-shirt logan gave her, it was all black with a big heart with barbwire around it and knife stabbing through it on the rightside of it. she loved this t-shirt, and it smelled of him and felt like him actually there protecting her from all her troubles and issues. she went in the locker room and changed to her gym clothes, since her t-shirt was already a dark bloody red, the blood stain actually accended and highlighted the color and made it look great! her pants where a dark black red color with lost soul all over it. her PE teacher aka couch just walked by when jean was putting her shirt on and looked at her. what's going on here? jean quickly pulled her shirt down and sayed nothing. couch walked towards jean and pointed at her side. I know what I saw missy so just split it or you can take your good for nothing emo ass to the nurces office and princles too. her couch was a racist teacher and loved putting down students and kids. I saked you a question girly, now are you gonna answer it or not?!? jean just picked up her stuff and walked away while saying. I don't have to tell you nothing, especally when you don't get a crap about any of us anyways! jean put her stuff in her locker and tightened up shoes laces and straighted her running shorts and shirt. for that you'll get 20 laps around the field and 25 push up's. her couch said while hovering over her trying to make jean feel weaker and demeaning her. jean stold up and said. is that all you got! her teacher stepped back and eyed her. you'll see, get your ass going!
after doing the laps at a well good enough speed she walked over to the mats and began doing push ups while the whole rest of the class had to just stand there and watch her the whole time. is this good enough, her couch said to her. jean's wound was on fire and reopened on the her last 5 laps after tripping over rocks and on that side a couple of times. as it bleed, she started noticing some of her slass mates reactions to the dripping of blood on the mat. very few of them tried to have and protested to let me go to the nurces office but as usually the couch refused. just last week she had mike, a over weight student run, do push ups, sit ups, struggle and fall over and over again to try to climb the rope and just embarrassed him, humilated him infront of the whole class. we couldn't do nothing but watch, I tried to help him and for that joined in his humilation, I was glad. cuz at least he wasn't doing it alone. later that week he committed suicide. and I saw it in my dreams a week earlier but couldn't save him, he was too far gone. and because of me sticking up for him, the couch hated me most of all and more then anyone. a load yell and familar voice rang out in the room. He-e-y!!! wtf is wrong with you guys, neko come on. logan got a lame excuss for a pass to come and see me. neko, he ran to my side and lifted me up. lets go, and take you to the nurces office! jean wondered why at even moment in her life was logan always the one saving her and new exactly when to do so. thanks logan. don't mention it neko. logan winks at her and holds her tighter. so tell me jean, what did you do this time to piss the old hag off? nothing. you lie and I'll be getting the truth out of you sooner then you think neko!!! jean smiles and then lets him, as get was already try to lift her up and carry her in his arms.

that's it for now, have a great week without me and be good!!!
L8ter,

~*hollow*


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