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guys an rp all nighter is not stay up past deadline and then disappear you're still required to go the **** to sleep (or continue posting throughout the night and finish your scenarios) why do you guys want to give me a heart attack why do you want to hurt me d o u s h i t e anyway i am disappoint in those of you who just vanished yo and will probably never allow this to happen again ever how do you ask for an all-nighter and then disappear rude losers peace out
[/url]❝HEHEHE. BEAUTIFUL!! MARVELOUSLY DONE, YOUNG ANTHONY. MIGHTY 'HERO'--PFFFF, HAHAHAHAHAHAH. PATHETIC!! A REAL HERO COULD HAVE...NO, I WILL SAVE THAT FOR LATER. FOR WHEN YOU'VE TRULY FAILED. I SUPPOSE I SHALL TAKE MY LEAVE...BUT NOT BEFORE DOING ONE LAST THING...GOOD BYE, HERO! DO NOT WORRY ABOUT LITTLE ELEANORA...❞ x x X x X X x x
[/url]❝AHAHAHAHAHA. WHY SHOULD I LISTEN TO YOU? PUNY, PATHETIC, UNGRATEFUL LITTLE RAT!!!!❞ . . . ❝WHAT'S THE MATTER? CALL ME OUT AND THEN TELL ME TO LEAVE SO RUDELY? WHO DO YOU THINK I AM? NO, HAHA, YOU SHOULD BEG INSTEAD. GET ON YOUR KNEES AND BEG FOR MY MERCY!!! HAHAHA, HOW FUN!! THIS GAMEBOARD IS SO MUCH MORE INTERESTING THAN MINE, CRESTATIA!❞ xxxx 3...Do you hear that?
4DARK CLOUDS ARE FORMING!!
[/url] { Latest Tumblr Update ➞ Wearing ➞ OOC} Breakfast...It would prove a good way to get to know everyone, wouldn't it? Besides, she was pretty hungry...The thought of staying up so long past midnight gave her butterflies. This was her first all-nighter!! Still...something inside of her told her to stay behind. As much as she wanted to go, she didn't want to risk anything slipping out again. Such a conflict...but it was her nature to protect, so she simply stepped back from the group of people and set off towards the dorm.GO, IDIOT.On second thought...Why would she head back to a lonely dorm room when she could spend the night making some friends? Especially if John wasn't going to be around anymore...It made the most sense to tag along, didn't it? Her heels turned and she quickly caught up to the other's. Her heart was racing in her chest. How exciting! Simon would be so upset with her if he knew what she was doing. This was way past curfew. It was a great feeling. Nighttime was so energized! It was a different sort of energy than day time. In the day, everything was so monotonous and routine that energy just mixed up and faded out...At night though, things were much more vivid...much more deliberate. At least, that's how she felt.So she trudged onward closely behind the strangers before her and fiddling with the violet beads around her neck.When they arrived, she awkwardly took a seat and ordered a plate of pancakes, two strips of bacon, two links of sausage and a tall glass of orange juice. She resisted to text John asking him to join. He had left for a reason. She should respect that.
[/url] { Latest Tumblr Update ➞ Wearing ➞ OOC} xxxxxxxxx❝My name is Anthony, the mighty hero of the estate!❞Hero? She wondered what he was the hero of, but genuinely smiled. He seemed energetic and fun. It was almost enough to ease the ache in her chest. Good. At least John hadn't left her completely alone. Though...she had to wonder about this 'mean lady'. Had she done this? She shouldn't have preformed that summon. No, she really shouldn't have.
[/url] { Latest Tumblr Update ➞ Wearing ➞ OOC} xxxxxxxxx❝No, wait.❞He was already gone, though. Before he left, she could have sworn she saw a color change in his aura. A brilliant shade of gold...the color melted away into the distance. She looked down at the rosary and stopped her lip from trembling as she wrapped it around her neck. What now? She hadn't even gotten to ask him about the email...Turning on her heels, she timidly made her way towards the one John had pointed her to. Were they friends? She didn't know. ...How exactly did one go about introducing themselves, again? Ah, right, names. xxxxxxxxx❝Eleanora. ...M-my name is. You may call me Nora, or Ellie or maybe something else, but never Eleanor. Happy meeting y-you.~❞Did she sound rude? She had tried to soften her tone at the end. She wasn't angry, just sad. The boy looked younger than John. How old? What was he like? Why him? ...What now? She should probably go to her room, but she wanted to meet the stranger. It was too dark to tell, but she thought for a moment she noticed a difference in his eye colors...Probably not.
[/url] { Latest Tumblr Update ➞ Wearing ➞ OOC} xxxxxxxxx❝...John! John...John.❞Aah, her fingers were trembling. She picked her backpack up. It was so heavy. Everything felt really...heavy. Was that even the word? She didn't know. She didn't feel good at all. Almost desperately, she grabbed John's hand and left the train with him. The other's were still loitering around a bit and it made her anxious. She was about to mention the email to him, but instead her eyes locked onto the amazingly tall towers overhead. Was this...the academy? It looked just like a castle!--Wait, no, no excitement. Worry. She pulled him to the side. Her eyes burned a bit. She wanted a hug. Yes, that's what she needed right now. A hug. Would he mind? xxxxxxxxx❝The monorail...? It was...Fun, I guess. John...I...Um.❞It really was, she just couldn't right now. She wanted to bring up the email, but she was distracted by an odd boy standing around nearby.
- At least six of you have a strike for not finishing your days. Finish them. Stop it. Stop it right now. And keep track of what day it is (day __ / 3) because I am not going to baby you all of the time. I am so serious, I am going to mercilessly boot you forever if you reach 3/3. We have people at 2/3 right now. Stop it. *Smacks hand* - Midnight Star is about to miss the 48 hour mark. - As I was discussing on Skype, it's not hard to talk to me about needing more time or something coming up. So if you don't, I DON'T EVEN WANT TO HEAR IT (unless something important happens). NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE. - A lot of people have now left to Brookridge.
#yolo #swag
Accepted.~ Note: You have less than 7 minutes to get your character to sleep if you're not going to stay up all night. Remember, there IS a penalty for not ending your days! Post a sentence if you must!
[/url] { Latest Tumblr Update ➞ Wearing ➞ OOC: Well, midnight my time is when the days always 'end'. : P About 10 minutes left. } It was then that she tilted her head at an email with no subject. What was this? Her curious eyes narrowed slightly, making out every word. 100...Days to...live? What did that mean? Wait...There was a 'John' on this list...Other names, too. Like Heidi, the girl who had upset everyone...Temperance, Madeline...She recognized those, too...And her own. xxxxxxxxx❝...John.❞Her voice was too quiet. She didn't see him, either. As she stood up, the backpack dropped to the ground and a few items of clothing spilled out. She knelt and started to gather them, lifting her eyes every once and a while to search for John, but then a bell went off and the train halted, signifying that it was time to get off. Where was John?
[/url] { Latest Tumblr Update ➞ Wearing ➞ OOC: A little less than 2 hours until the all nighter officially begins and everyone not going needs to be asleep. } Comfort. John sat next to her and that made her extremely happy...but now he was leaving. He was leaving right as the energies were turning negative and the strangers around her were making her feel incredibly nervous. Who were they talking about? Why was everything so ... tense and sad? She wanted to stand up and comfort him but...would she be getting in the way again? He told her to say...There were always so many questions and so little answers. If only she had more charisma...but witches were often calm, quiet and observant. Instead of speaking, she removed her backpack as John turned away and placed it on her knees, opening up the front zipper and peering down into the bag to distract herself. Oh. Simon's phone. Hmm... Her fingers pulled the smart phone out from under a soft sweatshirt and hesitantly pressed the power button. The screen lit up instantly and she dragged a finger softly against the cool touch screen to unlock the menu. She found herself relaxing slightly, absorbed in the piece of technology before her. After a swift logging in, she was on Tumblr. Her eyes took in the magnificent images of magick, and some interesting posts tagged 'wicca'. Once she was content with her minor reblogging spree, she sunk back further into the chair and opened up a new tab. This was nice. Peaceful, now that the world around her was drowned out. She navigated to Gmail and nearly cringed when she saw how many emails were unread. Her thoughts traveled back to Simon and their lack of internet at home. Then she was back in the present, scrolling through the messages one by one. One. By. One.
[/url] { Latest Tumblr Update ➞ Wearing ➞ OOC } What was going on? John and a stranger were literally crying in the middle of the station. She didn't understand it, but it seemed like they were friends to each other. Was he the one that was paying for their ticket? She went to say a thank you, but they seemed so engulfed in each other that she stopped herself. Aah...She didn't know this person. Being with John had distracted her from how alone she was. It was alright to be lonely. It was normal...but she didn't want to intrude and this reunion made her feel intrusive. Quietly, she slipped her fingers away from John's grasp. xxxxxxxxx❝Thank you for the ticket.❞Her voice was gentle, but sincere. She was not sure if anyone had heard her and didn't wait to find out before boarding the train. The backpack she carried suddenly seemed like a tremendous weight as she took in all of the unfamiliar faces and auras inside of the train. Oh, that's right...John's presence helped cancel them all out. How terrible to have forgotten...how overwhelming. Quickly, she maneuvered to an empty seat. Her heart was pounding and her face was hot, but she had made it. Hooray.
Sure! Call my house phone. Hopefully you still have the number...xD If not, I can PM it to you.~
{DORM●MATES } Elizabeth + AllisonEleanora + Bronagh Olivia + Alyssa Aileen + DanielCristina + QuinZoey + NPCMarina + NPC Anthony + MatthewAlex + ZekeAltair + TylerDylan + BeauCherno + CaseyTheodore + MarcusHarley + AceElliot + Ben Also SUPER FUN 100 DAYS ALL-NIGHTER!! If you have no life and can stay up for...hours, then some of the kids are planning on staying up late and exploring Brookridge after the monorail arrives. Please note that if you are planning on sleeping tonight (at a reasonable hour), then please end your day as you normally would, considering that today is day 3/3. When the train arrives, just head straight to your dorm and go to sleep.instead of going off with the rest of them. This is very strict. Please only go if you are going to stay active in posting long enough to explore and then head back to the dorms late. You may also head off with them and then leave the group earlier than the rest and head to the dorms. Thanks! Have fun, night owls. Remember, you're not truly apart of 100 Days until you neglect your heath for it!
[/url] { Latest Tumblr Update ➞ Wearing ➞ OOC } Despite her curious nature, she spent the time at the library staying close to John. Her fingers were still trembling from earlier and her mind was reeling with questions. Why had she gotten like that? This was the second time something snapped inside of her. Was this the effect of the magic she had used earlier? It was a very dangerous and powerful spell, after all. They left the library rather suddenly, and John led her outside and to the bus stop. She had never ridden so many buses before, and briefly wondered if John had a car somewhere--and why he wasn't using it. Then again, not everyone had the funds...That made her wonder if she would be receiving a car for her sixteenth birthday. The thought of driving scared her a little bit. They arrived at the station a while later, and she flushed again as John grasped her hand and led her off of the bus. He was right. She would definitely enjoy this train ride. She had never been on a train before, though she had always wanted to. She stayed quiet and close, gripping his hand tighter as they weaved through people.
