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1 mo ago
Current Don’t call her a goddess, then approach without an offering.
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1 yr ago
I am, in fact, an adult... I'm just very bad at everything that title implies.
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2 yrs ago
I’d break my own heart, and use the pieces to fix yours. And that’s my problem.
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2 yrs ago
They say the strongest shade of red comes from a bleeding heart.. out of the pain of a love that’s been torn apart.
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2 yrs ago
Some girls are full of heartache and poetry, and those are the kind of girls who try to save wolves instead of running from them.

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𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚎. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎. 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝙸 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚠𝚗. 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛, 𝚞𝚐𝚕𝚢, 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚏.

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𝙲 𝙾 𝙻 𝙻 𝙰 𝙱 𝙾 𝚁 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽 𝙱 𝙴 𝚃 𝚆 𝙴 𝙴 𝙽
Sawyer Lockwood | @Her Hiraeth
Eretria Simmons | @Vicier

𝙻 𝙾 𝙲 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽
Delbrook Academy | Lacrosse Field

𝙰 𝙲 𝚃 𝙸 𝚅 𝙸 𝚃 𝚈
First Day | Welcome Back Carnival

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I N T E R A C T I N G W I T H
Each other

S P E C I A L M E N T I O N S
Daniel Murphy | @Her Hiraeth

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𝙳 𝙴 𝙻 𝙱 𝚁 𝙾 𝙾 𝙺 𝙰 𝙲 𝙰 𝙳 𝙴 𝙼 𝚈 | 𝙵 𝙸 𝚁 𝚂 𝚃 𝙳 𝙰 𝚈 𝙱 𝙰 𝙲 𝙺 | 𝚂 𝙴 𝙽 𝙸 𝙾 𝚁 𝙲 𝙰 𝚁 𝙽 𝙸 𝚅 𝙰 𝙻

Sawyer slowly cracked the locker room door open, peaking around the corner and off down the corridor to make sure the coast was clear. A boyish grin crossed his features as he reached back behind him, searching for Eretria's hand, lacing their fingers together once he found it. If they were quick, they'd be able to slip right in with the crowd and blend in with the masses that were heading off towards the lacrosse field.

"Come on," the boy muttered, flashing his smile at the girl he was sneaking about with. Catching her eyes out of the corner of his brought a bit of color to his face before he turned back as they fell in with the other students, following the smell of funnel cake, kettle corn, turkey legs, barbeque, and many more amazing foods. It was enough to make Sawyer's stomach growl quite loud, though the sound was lost among the ruckus around them. Soy carefully switched hands with his best friend, pulling his phone out of his back pocket to check texts as they walked out onto the lacrosse field.


𝙳𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝙱𝚘𝚢
- 𝙷𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚎, 𝚠𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢. 𝙶𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚐𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚔𝚎😜


Sawyer chuckled softly, shaking his head as he stuffed his phone back where he'd pulled it from.

"Seems as though the boys are on the hunt for some food, so... uhm," Soy slowly pushed his way through the crowd till the two teenagers made it to the side of the foot traffic, turning to her as he spoke up again. "Have you eaten this morning..? Or-.. Do you need to meet up with the girls. I-I remember you saying something about needing to meet up with them sometime today."

Out of every lesson she'd learnt throughout her life thus far, there were three in particular that she found were invaluable. First was to always wear a pair of shorts underneath your dress or cheer uniform- she'd learnt that one the hard way. Second was to always have a comfortable pair of shoes on standby whenever you wore heels for long periods of time. Because it didn't matter who you were; breaking in heels was a nightmare, and blisters were, and always would be, a bitch. The third..?

A small smirk dancing across her glossed lips, Eretria's soft laugh was lost practically to all but the boy she was closely pressed against. The gentle sound warm, and as he switched hands, she couldn't help but lace their fingers together. Giving his hand a comforting squeeze while he took the time to read through messages that he'd missed while the two of them had been together. Barely a few hours into their first day of school, and already, the two of them were having trouble keeping their hands to themselves- sneaking around... having a bit of fun. Whether it set a precedent for how the remainder of the year was going to be, she wasn't sure. But she also wasn't complaining.

Lesson three, after all, was if you had the opportunity to have fun with the one you loved... take it.

Shaking her head lightly, the bottom of her pony tail brushed over her back, and as Sawyer turned to face her, Tria responded in kind by drawing herself even closer to the boy, ".. The girls have waited all summer; it's not gonna kill them to wait a few more hours. Besides... I'm starving and that cotton candy over there looks really good."

The boy's face scrunched up in playful disgust. Cotton candy. ...not as bad as candy corn or black licorice. but it was still up there.

"Well.. okay then. Let's go waste some money on some sticky, sugary air!" Sawyer laughed, walking over to the vendor nearest them that was selling cotton candy, looking around at everything surrounding them as they waited in line. The boy's head whipped around as he got shoved slightly by someone passing by, glaring at the back of their head before turning his attention back to Eretria with a shake of his head. "And yet, people wonder why I hate people.."

A slight part working itself between the seam of her lips, Eretria's soft gaze followed after the figure that had rudely pushed their way past. Watching, for a moment, as they took off, once more disappearing into the thrum of the crowd. Okay, so yeah... the lacrosse field was busy. Really busy. But what did people expect..? It was always like this when it came to the welcome back carnival. That wasn't exactly an excuse to simply act like an asshole.

Shaking her head lightly, even after having heard his words, Tria turned back around to Sawyer. Her touch was light and comforting as she brought her hand to his shoulder. Softly rubbing at the place he'd been his, ".. Forget about them. It's probably just some Freshman who has yet to have the reality of high school set in. It's our first day of Senior year, let's try and enjoy it. Please..?"

Her head drew to a light tilt, and the small, playful pout worked its way over her lips, she reached up to lightly poke at the corner of his with the tip of her pointer.

Sawyer smirked a bit, looking down at her finger poking at the corner of his lip before drawing his eyes up to hers. A soft chuckle escaped him before he spoke.

"Tria, I'm good." The boy gently urged her to step back as the line moved up, seeing that they were next he decided to fish his wallet from his pocket. Looking at the menu on the side of the trailer, there were quite a few tasty items on the menu that had Soy's mouth-watering, though what he really wanted wasn't listed. They'd have to go to a different vendor to get the barbeque he was after.

"Meant to ask... what classes did you get this year?"

".. Uhh... on top of cheer and tutoring, I'm taking mythology and photography - yes again. Don't roll your eyes, I love photography."

Eretria couldn't help the way her own eyes rolled at the boy. Her delicate features scrunched up playfully, and as her hand fell away from his face, she instead used it to give his chest a light backhanded tap. So she'd taken photography almost every year since freshman year; so what..? It just meant that she really enjoyed the class, "I'm also taking school yearbook, early childhood education, and works of Shakespeare. What about you..? What classes are you taking this year..?"

Even though he was told not to, the boy couldn't help the eye roll that followed the mention of photography class. A soft smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he looked down at her. It wasn't like he would ever make fun of her for taking the class - even if it was for the fourth year in a row - he knew she loved the hobby more than anything, and I mean, if you can take a class you enjoy that isn't gonna torture you for the entire year... go for it, right?

"Talk about an overachiever." Sawyer smiled wider, poking at her side playfully. "Well, I'm taking..." the boy made a face as he fished out the folded-up piece of paper with his schedule typed out on it, his smile shifting to a rather shy one as he'd already forgotten his schedule.

"So, besides Lacrosse and Dance... obviously. I have Algebra 3-4, Chemistry, Latin, English 4.. and lastly Sociology. Dav and Danny got in, as well."

".. Obviously." Her soft chuckle filling the air as she made to tease, Eretria's interest was piqued, however, even before he'd managed to get through the remainder of his sentence. And holding his gaze with her own, curiosity burning behind them, she gave a light tilt of her head, "You're taking Latin this year..? I thought you said something about wanting to take Japanese..?"

A small smile pulled at the corner of his lips. She'd remembered he'd wanted to take Japanese even though he probably only talked about it once, maybe twice. Strictly for cosplay purposes, and the fact that watching animes would be a helluva lot cooler if he could watch the original versions and not the English-dubbed versions. The boy shrugged lightly and rubbed at the back of his neck, staring off at nothing in particular as the words fell from his mouth softly.

"Eh, I tried. The spots got filled quick, and I didn't get in. So my I got my backup class. I mean, it's all good though. You can help me when my stupid brain can't figure shit out," the boy chuckled, giving the girl a wink and a playful grin.


I still have to write up her Bio, but... I really wanted to post her before anyone else could take the FC Will update the bio within the next few days. (..though I'll more than likely get to it tonight cause I am super motivated to finish her... but I do have a 5 year old who's heading to bed soon, and ...my life kinda follows Murphy's Law, so.. xD we'll hope for the best!)

Hoping this type of hybrid is acceptable. Looked at the others and didn't see one like her, so... again.. hoping. xD

@LegendBegins Uhm.. so... I know I was just here a month ago ...but just this one last time (I SWEAR THIS'LL BE THE LAST..! ), may I please get my name changed to "Her Hiraeth"? ...p-please and thank you..

Okay... I'm gonna go now.. xP
I'd like to change my username to "Deimos Heir" please. Thank you.
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Location: School's Front Gate → Lacrosse Field Festivities
Interactions: Mother → Jory (security guard) → Brandon Murphy → Samantha Rhodes → Jaidyn Murphy
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It had been an hour since he arrived and he'd been about 8 minutes too late to sneak in the front gate. In his haste out of the house, he'd forgotten his school I.D. on his desk - and to make everything worse, the security guard who'd been responsible for breaking up most of the fights him and his cousin fought the year before was the one sitting at the gate desk this morning. If Carlos remembered correctly, the dude's name was Jordy - or something like that. Brody? Whatever. As easy as it would be for him to just go home and get the damn thing himself, the security guard insisted he couldn't let Carlos leave the school campus and had to instead call his mother to bring it to him. So there Carlos sat on the curb with his phone in his lap waiting for his mother to arrive. The sound of shuffling feet and the sounds of voices carrying over to him from behind the gate caught his attention, peaking over his shoulder to see a group of students filing into the 300 building. Just as the boy was turning back to face the street, he could see his mother's black Cadillac turning the corner before coming up the road. As she neared, Carlso stood himself up and dusted off his rear as he tucked his phone into his pocket, stepping down into the street when she pulled up beside him.

"Aquí tienes, mi amor." She held out his school I.D. by the lanyard to him, holding her free hand up against her forehead to shade her eyes from the sun as she squinted up at him.

"Thanks, mom." A quick glance over his shoulder at the security guard, Carlos' eyes came back around to meet his mother's. "Odio este pinche lugar."

"Aye! Language." After the boy muttered a quick apology, she simply nodded as she looked past her son at the man sitting at the gate desk. "It's one more year, mijo. Just get through it, mm?" She reached out and gently squeezed his arm before pulling back to roll the window up and drive off, leaving Carlos standing alone in the street. The boy stood there watching his mother's car pull around the corner at the opposite end of the school she came from until the car was out of sight, turning back towards the gate as he shuffled his way to the security guard's desk to hold up his I.D.

"A'my good to go in, now?" The boy's tone dripped with venom, he didn't care much if he came off as rude or disrespectful. The guard's eyes tilted up towards him, looking back and forth between the I.D. card and the boy a couple times before he sat back into his chair, folding his arms over his chest.

"You know you're late, right?" As much as Carlos was sure he was trying to hold it back, he could just barely make out a smirk tugging at the corners of the guy's lips. The boy's jaw clenched before dropping open slightly, his tongue pressing to the inside of his cheek before trailing the inner lining of his lower lip. Carlos closed his mouth shut just as he let out a hefty sigh through his nose, side-eying the guard with what could only be described as pure exasperation. You gotta be fucking kidding me.

"My mom's already gone, bro. What do you want me to do?!" The two stood there a few moments in a silent stand-off. The guard shifted in his seat before shaking his head, turning back to his monitor.

"I really don't appreciate your t-" Jory's voice was suddenly cut off by a familiar, booming voice behind Carlos.

"Ey Jory! I got this one, man. He's mine," the voice called out, firm hands clamping down on Carlos' shoulders before pushing him on through the doors. Carlos didn't even have to turn to know who it was that was manhandling him through the school gates and out of earshot of the other guard, a smirk covering his features as the tall, dark-haired young man came from behind Carlos to finally face him. Brandon Alexander Murphy. Bran shoved Carlos' shoulder playfully as he chuckled, folding his arms across his chest to stare at the boy before him.

"How've you been, shithead?"

"Was about to ask you the same thing, cabrón. Knew your middle brother came back but I didn't figure you would. The fuck you doin' here?"

"Oh, you know," Bran smirked, looking at some some girls passing down the hallway, flashing them a charming grin. "I'm just here for-"

"Look, I get it. I love the game too, man, but these are a bit too young for you. Mess with the wrong girl and you'll find yourself a one-way trip, Murphy."

Bran laughed, shaking his head as he brought his attention back to the boy before him. "Not here for girls. I just... when Jai told me he was going to come back to finish out his and Danny's senior year, I wanted to be sure they had backup if they needed it. Whether they know it, or care to admit it, I love 'em. I might be an asshole, but I'm a lovable one."

Carlos shook his head, "Yeah, I don't know about that bro," the boy laughed, peaking over at the clock that hung above the doorway into the offices to check the time, turning his eyes back on Brandon. "So you here for the year, or..?"

"Yeah," Bran, too, glanced at the clock a moment before pulling his phone out, his eyes widening slightly before his stance shifted. "Hey, look I gotta go. You'll see me around, I'm sure." Bran hit knuckles with Carlos before turning to walk off towards the 400 buildings, calling over his shoulder, "Try not to make a habit of being late from now on, eh?"

Carlos could only assume he'd gotten a message he wasn't happy about, or something. Maybe it was urgent. The boy shook his head at Bran's exit comment, turning to pull at the glass door that lead into the 300 building, taking the stairs to the second floor before rounding the corner before running smack dab into someone. Carlos stepped back and looked the girl over. She looked familiar. Loud girl, always had a camera around her neck. He couldn't remember her name, but he remembered her from the year before when she was a T.A. for the Spanish class he took with Ms. Goldman to get an easy A in a language class. The boy sighed softly, slipping past the girl with a gentle 'S'cuse me,' muttered just loud enough for her to hear. He was about to push his way through the second set of glass doors that lead across the bridge to the 900 building till he heard her voice call after him from behind.

"Carlos, right?"

Carlos turned to face the girl, his hand still holding onto the door's bar handle. "Santi, but yeah. That's me.. why?"

"Right. I remember you from last year. I heard Goldman call your name earlier when she was taking attendance. Don't bother going to the room, the class is down at the lacrosse field already." The girl turned and rounded the corner to head down the staircase, ultimately disappearing from sight. The boy nodded to himself as he pushed his way out of the glass doors before taking a hard right down the staircase, heading down the walkway beside the 300 building towards the auditorium and 800 building where he'd hang a left and head off towards the lacrosse field to join the rest of his class. As Carlos made it onto the field, he searched the immediate area for any familiar faces before pulling his phone out to type out a message to his best friend as he headed up into the bleachers to find a spot to sit down.

𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚝𝙱𝚒𝚛𝚍💩🐦
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚘
- 𝚠𝚢𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚎?


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Danny's mom always said the boy had a tape worm with as much as he could eat. The fact of the matter was, he wasn't outright starving, but he definitely could still eat. Having already eaten breakfast before he'd come to school this morning, it wasn't about to stop him from eating some good ol' carnival food. The smell of funnel cake was calling to him. Looking around, Danny finally spotted his best friend Damien and their friends Ruby, Brockton and Jace. Slipping past a few people, he stepped up beside his teammates with a small grin.

"Bran told me from his first day of his senior year they had a lot of good vendors. I doubt they changed the list very much in the last two years. You guys eat this morning, at all?"

"I could go with a bite to eat. Passed on breakfast for a few extra minutes of sleep. Totally worth it." Of course Damien did. Danny couldn't blame him, though. The boys had talked about how the last week had been rough for him getting to sleep at night. After having Sam over to sleep beside him all summer long, then reverting back to sleeping alone.. it'd been hard for D, and he wasn't afraid to admit it to Daniel. He missed his girlfriend. Danny, of course, could sympathize.

"I can't believe you'd skip breakfast, Damien. Hey, any specific recommendations from Brandon?"

Daniel shot a half-smile Ruby's way as he opened his mouth to speak but heard a familiar voice behind him, stopping himself as he peered over his shoulder. "Hey guys, getting ready to sign-up for everything? Heard there's a couple of new clubs that just started this year! There's a D&D club I'm really wanting to check out. Think that Foley girl is running it..?" Luke. Danny tilted his head up in greeting to the boy, noticing that his words were more directed to the Brockton and Jace before turning back to address Ruby. "Well, actu-" It was then Danny realized Jace had been saying something behind him in response to Ruby, but it wasn't until he could feel Jace shove into his shoulder that he really noticed him. "Come on, they gotta at least have some Memphis Barbeque, right..?"

Danny rolled his eyes and laughed, reaching over to shove back at the other boy. "Can you give me a damn minute and I'll tell ya!" He shook his head, smirking as he glanced around at his friends that were now surrounding him.

"Hey." Daniel peaked over his shoulder to see Theo had joined the group, shooting a smile and a peace sign up at the boy. "Hey man," he spoke in quick greeting before turning back to Ruby to address her question as the group pushed through the other seniors on the field.

"Brandon always goes for turkey legs and the deep-fried Oreos when we go to any carnival. Personally, if I can find a food truck that does funnel cakes? I'm set. A turkey leg does sound pretty good, though." Danny side-eyed Jace, raising a brow at the boy. "And yes, they have a barbecue truck."

Daniel took a look around, his eyes grazing over all of the club booths as they migrated past them. 'Wonder who's working Sawyer's club booth,' he thought to himself. He probably got some Junior to work it for him while he fooled around and ate his heart out. That boy was definitely food-motivated. When food was involved, it was like he had tunnel-vision. Though, Danny couldn't judge. As he caught a whiff of what he was pretty sure was funnel cake, his stomach rumbled furiously. His eyes scanned over the crowd of kids at the number of food trucks lined up along the back fence of the field, smiling as he landed on a small black trailer with orange signs and red lettering. Southern Momma's Funnel Cakes. 'Funnel cakes. Lemonade. Deep-fried Oreos'. 'Yes.'

It seemed everyone else was busy making their own decisions on what they wanted to do while Daniel's mind was already made. He slipped his way through the crowds till he was standing in the line at Southern Momma's Funnel Cakes, preoccupied with the menu as he looked it over with a small smile pulling at the corners of his lips. There really wasn't a point in looking the menu over. The boy knew what he wanted. Classic funnel cake with powder and fresh strawberries on the side. None of that fake strawberry syrup bullshit. That stuff always ruined it for him.
Well, since no one else is going to help...

Hello @Siaya Dragalorn ! Yes it is still a thing. Just put up a thread in here titled "name change", or something of the like, and tell them what you'd like to change it to. Long as it's not already taken, they typically get to it within a day or two. :)

Hope that helps, hun. Take care ^^

-Moro


I just now saw your post in the suggestions page. Ignore me. xD Glad you were able to find it, love!
@udonoodles Your place is secure, hun. I'll be closing it off whether the other three are interested or not, but till they respond, their spots are secured as well. ^^ I will, however, be starting posts today sometime and opening up the IC. :) would you like access to the discord, hun? We do all our shitposting RP chatter in the discord ^^
@udonoodles @Benzaiten @SouffleGirl123 @Myke

Sorry loves. Forgot to tag you guys! If you're still interested, you're more than welcome to join us. We will be closing this off after that. :)
@Squashedquatch Everything looks good, hun. You're good to put him over into the Character tab (without the GM mentions, though, please<3)

Do you have access to Discord, love?
@Squashedquatch Just need you to edit his current city, hun.. then you should be good. Hit me back when that's been fixed up ^^
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