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Current A decade ago when we made that meme "get kid", this isn't exactly what we meant...
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Do you think the reason Jesus Christ doesn't rise again is because we keep putting up crosses and he gets flashbacks on how that went last time?
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I will never show empathy for a bigot or a man who believed empathy is a made up term. Simple as that.
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In CLOSED. 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay




LOCATION — Beachside Bliss
INTERACTIONS — Each other, Jade
@Dirty Pretty Lies @Altered Tundra
TIME — Denny's Time



Jade was rather proud with the way things went with Jareth. She didn’t expect it to go that way, but who was she to complain? The blonde teen was able to make him squirm, but all that aside, she had missed him. She didn’t know exactly if she loved Jareth still, or if she simply missed fucking with him, but one thing was for certain: he was going to be thinking about her, and that’s all she cared about.

As she smiled proudly, Jade noticed the lovebirds. They were sitting down on the sand. Why they were, Jade had no earthly idea, but whatever. By the looks of the way they were wrapped in each other’s arms. Sierra’s back was to his chest, and Jay had a hold of her waist as if he had no care in the world. More to the point, Sierra seemed…happy? No that couldn’t be right. She was never happy, not to this extent, at least. She was salty. Yes, she was Salty Sierra. What changed? Jade was going to find out.

Seeing as how they didn’t notice her approach them, Jade quietly tiptoed behind Jay. In a matter of seconds, the blonde hovered over her Indian cousin, her blonde hair flowing naturally down over both Sierra and Jay’s head. “Hey there,” Jade said simply, looking at both Jay and Sierra.

Tonight, Sierra Jameson was acting in unrecognizable ways. If she were in her usual mood and looked at herself and Jay from the outside, she would surely gag. She despised those lovey-dovey type couples to the core, and couldn’t comprehend what was their pathological need to show so much affection in public. Surely they didn’t get enough love and attention as kids for having that need to be so explicit about their affection? It still didn’t justify the way they subjected everyone else to their overly-expressive torture, but her salty self eventually just learned to live with it. Hey, living with it didn’t mean she wouldn’t make some snarky comment about how they should stop sucking their faces off and get a room!

But there was something about this night that made Sierra feel it was magical. Maybe it was the combination of weed and alcohol, or maybe it was just the overall feeling of the evening. The soft sound of the waves coming and going, the sea salt breeze cooling their, the way Jason’s arms were wrapped around her in such a loving and tender way, their bodies close enough to give warmth to each other, the way they kissed and laughed and kissed and smiled and kissed… It was as if their senses were unaware of the rest of the world and nothing else existed but each other. And Jason was just so damn fucking sweet. He treated her like she was a rare jewel that he couldn’t get enough of, and quite frankly, she couldn’t get enough of him either. In a surprising twist, she really liked all this affection with him. If there had ever been a definition of a vanilla-type heaven in Sierra’s commonly dirty mind, it was definitely this.

Si had been right in the middle of yet another deep kiss with Jason (they were doing a lot of that tonight) when she heard a familiar voice addressing them. For a moment Sierra considered ignoring whoever was talking (Didn’t they see the pair was obviously busy?), but decided against it in the end after thinking of the person staring at them as they kissed. Begrudgingly, Sierra pulled away from Jay’s honey-sugar-candy cane lips and looked up in the direction of the voice. Her droopy eyes lit up in recognition. “Oh, it’s you! Hey Jade!” Sierra greeted, lazily waving a hand at her. “You been enjoying the party so far?”

I should be asking you that,” Jade said smiling. She took a seat to the right of Jay and Sierra, seeing that neither of them bothered to move their current position. Jade shrugged at that seeing as how they were just so comfortable being interlocked in each other’s arms. “Though, I suppose I am.” Jade thought about it. Perhaps yeah she was. Get this! Tis and I fucked - well, skinny dipped, but you catch my drift.” Jade said.

Jade let out a surprising laugh. Not surprising in the sense that she never laughed. Jade always laughed, but more like Jade was a bit surprised that she hooked up with, of all people, Tis. Well, weirder things have happened. Case and point? Jay and SIerra. Of all the times that Jade had been the receiver of Jay’s complaining on why he couldn’t find the courage to talk to Sierra made her really sad for him because she wanted him to do something, but fear always set in. Well, apparently that was no longer the case. Jade left him alone for only thirty minutes tops, and suddenly they’re a couple now? Yeah, that’s a little more weird than Jade and Tis hooking up.

Sierra looked up at Jason, giving him a smile before looking back at Jade. “Yeah, you can say that.” she replied with a small laugh in response to Jade’s comment about asking her if she’d been having fun. The truth of the matter was that yes, Sierra had been having a great time being all vanilla with Jay, as bizarre as that might look and sound to everyone kno knew her. At Jade’s confession about getting it on with Tis, Sierra’s red-rimmed eyes widened. “You’re shitting me?! You got frisky with Atlantis Strang?! Dude, we made fun of how she can’t speak like a normal person all the time. How the fuck did that happen?”

Turns out when that surfer babe gets a good buzz going on, she talks like you and I do. And, well usually, when someone gets frisky, it involves some touching, but of course, I don’t need to tell you that, now do I?” As per usual, Jade winked at Sierra. “On a completely different note,” Jade let the topic not-so-subtly change, “I think Jar still has the hots for me.” Jade said nonchalantly as she stared at the water, watching the waves push against the shore a few times.

Ah, Jareth. At the mention of his name, Sierra visibly cringed, her mood dampened a little. The painful memories of his rejection and seeing them together afterwards all came back, flooding her brain. She hadn’t told Jade about her little fling with Jar, so there was no way she could know about how she was feeling at the moment. Well, in all honesty no one except the two of them -Jar and Sierra- and Rhett (because, duh, he’s her best friend and she tells him everything) knew about it.

But Sierra would be damned if she allowed this night to go to waste over the mention of someone who had hurt her. Best try and change the subject before it could even fully start. “Ugh, can we please not talk about him?” Sierra told Jade, imitating her nonchalant tone.

Eh, fine, it’s your call.“ Jade shrugged, “just figured you would like to know that, even after all the weeks that had passed, I still got him under my spell.” Jade said with pride, as if she’s happy with how Jareth may or may not be still into her. She was confident that he was, but she would have to play with that specific toy a little more to be certain of that. In the meantime, Jade was growing bored of this party. “In either case, this party is starting to die down after that little scruff between The Bromance.” Jade noted, talking about the fight between JAckson and Rhett. Speaking of that, Jade hadn’t seen JAckson around since then. She lost sight of him when she was speaking with Jareth, so he could be god-knows-where. “So, either of you seen Jackson?” she asked.

]Not me, no. At least, not since he was following some dark-haired girl.” Jay recalled, but that was several minutes ago.

Dark haired woman?” Jade had a bad feeling about that. “Fuck, so that means—” Jade knew exactly what that meant. Jackson had gone after Eve. “Well, I guess there goes my ride. And he has the fucking keys. That asshole.” Jade said annoyingly. “I guess that means we’re carpooling with Sierra here.” Jade said, shrugging. It was what it was. There wasn’t no use complaining about the situation. All she could do was accept it, and hang with these two until they were done sucking face.

So should we go right now?” Jay asked, looking at Sierra and Jade.
That’s up to your girlfriend.
She’s not--I mean, we’re not--
Right, I get it. You don’t like labels. Just enjoy it for what it is.” Jade laughed, winking at the now red-as-a-tomato Jay.

In her current state, Sierra was only half-listening to Jade, so the mention of The Bromance didn’t have any effect on her whatsoever. The teasing exchange between them also went unnoticed by her, up until Jade made the comment of the cousins carpooling home with her and Jay asked if they should go.

“Sure, you guys can ride with me. But on one condition,” she said, her eyes lighting up with a playful twinkle in Jade’s direction. You drive yourself home while Jay and I ride in the backseat, then I drive him to his place. Sierra turned to Jay with a smile, and briefly kissed his lips. “But do we really have to leave now? I wanna enjoy your company a little bit longer.”

Are you talking to me or Jay?” Jade asked, giving Sierra a half-amused smile.
Sierra snuggled further into Jay’s arms, looking for warmth, in response to a particular chilly breeze that had made her a little cold. “Jay, of course.”
Of course you are. It’s not like you stated a name or anything like that, because you were totally specific.” Jade sarcastically chided Sierra.
Sierra rolled her eyes good-naturedly at Jade. “I was looking at Jason when I said that, so wasn’t that enough to know I was talking to him?”
Do I look like I have eyes on the side of my head? How was I supposed to know you were looking at Jay?
“Bitch, I didn’t even know you weren’t looking at me.”

Jade shook her head. She realized that this was going nowhere. The more time she and Sierra went back and forth the less time she would be able to spend in her own bed. After a long night of fucking and having her fun with her Emo Toy, Jade was more than ready to go home, and sleep off the party in her bed. “Whichever the case was, yes we should go. As much as I know Jay loves this, you don’t know how his father gets. Uncle Girisha is kind of a hard ass when it comes to Jay’s curfew.

Oh, well about that..
What?
Dad said I could stay out as late as I can. He even implied that, if something good were to happen, I shouldn’t come home until morning.

You’re shitting me.” Safe to say that Jade was a bit speechless right now. “Uncle Girisha said this? Well, I guess I know where you’re spending the night at.” Jade said, her eyes directly at Sierra. Her head slightly jolted towards Jay multiple times, but she did it subtly so that Jay wouldn’t pick up on it.

Sierra could relate to parents being hardasses. Back in the day her mother was like that, but when she realized Sierra had basically stopped caring she gave up. Sonya would still nag endlessly at her daughter after nights out like this one, but that was more of a way to let out her frustrations then out of genuine concern. Hell, Si was sure that if something ever happened to her it would be up to Shawn to help her out, because her mother would probably just stay at home being like ‘I told you so’. Bottom line: Sierra had an idea of what Jay was going through.

What really made Sierra’s night was when Jason said that if something good happened he wouldn’t go home until morning. Him being with her counted as something good that happened, right? Her dirty mind was soon swimming with ideas of what they could do, even before Jade’s gestures, to which she replied with a knowing smirk. Yes, having Jason stay at her place would be the perfect end for this night. But the question was: would he be willing to accept the offer?

Sierra turned her head in his direction again, her eyes full of anticipation. “You’re more than welcome to stay at my place,” she told Jay. “There’s plenty of room for you in my queen-sized bed.”

As Jay pondered the offer, he wasn’t sure what to say to it. Or if he was going to say anything at all. He started to feel a bit heavy in his heart. He was feeling hot, and not in the way most would think he would. Maybe it was the idea that had entered his mind that he could not only get to be in Sierra’s house, but be in her bedroom? It was all a little much for him in all honesty.

And Jade noticed that. “Hey, don’t feel compelled to accept it. You two just started..whatever it is that you two are. There will be plenty of time for...that.” Jade said, putting a reassuring hand on Jay’s shoulder. She smiled at him.

Rarely did Jade sound sincere, but Jay was like her little brother that she looked out for. So it was no surprise that she would try to look out for him the best that she knew how. If he was feeling pressured into accepting the offer that Sierra had presented to him simply because it was some dream of his coming true or something like that, then she would remind him that he didn’t have to accept. It wasn’t like there wouldn’t be other opportunities like this.

I’m, uh,” Jay took a deep breath, “I mean, would your folks even allow me to stay the night?” Jay asked Sierra as he looked at her.

Sierra hesitated for a minute. The truth of the matter was that no, her folks would never allow a guy to spend the night in Sierra’s room. But lucky for her, this night wasn’t like the rest. “Lucky for you, I don’t need to ask them. I have the house all to myself this weekend. Mom and stepdad are actually out of town. They called it ‘romantic getaway’ or something.” she said, shaking her head at the unwelcome thought of Shawn calling anything involving her mother romantic. Having also sensed his hesitation earlier, she quickly added, “But I mean if you’d rather not stay and do something else instead I have no problem with that.” In normal circumstances Sierra would be furious at Jason even hesitating to take her offer (you all saw how raging she got when he rejected he was checking her out, so imagine how she would be if he declined this), but in her current state she just let things go with the flow. If he chose not to stay they could do something else.

It’s not that, I just..” Oh great, Jay was finally back to his stuttering, nervous self. “I mean, it’s not that I don’t want to because I really do.” Jay was all over the place here. “Maybe I’m just--I don’t know...” Jay didn’t know what he wanted to do. He was more conflicted than ever.

“Tell you what. How does grabbing a bite at the nearby diner sound to you right now? Because I could use myself a huge late-night breakfast dish.” Yep, the munchies were all in full swing now, and Sierra was betting that she could eat not one, but a few of those breakfast dishes. Plus that would give Jay some time to make a decision.

That’s fine. I am getting kind of hungry.” Jay said. Now that he was thinking about it, he was ignoring his grumbling stomach for the past five minutes.
Me too!” Jade chimed in, “I think I remember seeing a Denny’s a little down the main road.” Jade recalled.

Denny’s was the magic word. When the word reached Sierra’s ears, she immediately shoot up from her seat in front of Jason. “Dude, YES! One of their American Grand Slams sounds amazing right about now. Let’s get going, then!” She took one of Jason’s hands, helped the guy up and dragged him along with her as they stumbled, swayed but eventually made it to her car: a 2005 army-green Jeep Liberty that had belonged to her father, who had purchased it just a year before he died. She unlocked the doors, climbed into the jeep’s backseat and waited for Jade to take her seat at the front before handing her the keys and settling down with her head on Jason’s lap.

“Right, let’s see what this bad-boy can do!” Jade said rather excited. She turned the keys in the ignition, and the engine purred like a mountain lion. Jade waited until Jason and Sierra were strapped up(or whatever they called already kissing with their seatbelts on), and drove off into the not-so-sunset(since it was dark and shit). It didn’t matter. They were off in Sierra’s Jeep with Jade driving, her bag full of party favors in the passenger seat. Next stop? Denny’s!
The collab life.
In CLOSED. 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
<Snipped quote by Ace of flames01>

Take your time. No rush! :)

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Lovely character, Tundra. Accepted, of course! Place him in the character tab whenever you get the chance. :)


Yay! I'll write a post for him once we timeskip, cause I feel like he made a decent presence in just the couple of cameos he has had thus far.
In CLOSED. 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Altered Tundra oh hawt dayum.....


Thank you, thank you.
In CLOSED. 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Dirty Pretty Lies @HushedWhispers
Here is Wesley Alastair Cross, my fourth character(not last depending on how I'm feeling and how much I want to take on. )



In CLOSED. 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Dirty Pretty Lies @lovely complex @Altered Tundra @Universorum @Wade Wilson @Ace of flames01 @QueenoftheBee @gowia @Wintergrey @foxygen @Joshua Tamashii @Fabricant451
Update; Hello, everyone! I am loving the way things are developing within the story. You guys and gals are simply amazing and all of you rock! But I think we are nearing a time skip post here soon enough. Don't worry, there is no rush, of course. Just letting you guys know ahead of time so you guys can wrap up the scenes you guys are in right now. :)

Also, if your character is done with the party, just like Dominique, Isabel and Summer are, please let me and DPL know so we can keep track of that.

Thanks, everyone and so excited to see what else is in store for our characters!


In the process of a couple of posts, one solo with Jackson, and the other going to be a collab with @Dirty Pretty Lies with Jade, Jay, and SIerra. After those are up, that'll be it for me until the next timeskip.
In CLOSED. 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay





LOCATION — The Woods

INTERACTIONS — Each other
(@lovely complex, @Altered Tundra)

TIME — Reckless Abandonment Time



What had happened shook Jackson. Even more to the point, he was getting glares. These eyes were from people who tried to help him up, to which Jackson flat out refuted their offer by shouting at them vulgarly. The other eyes that gazed upon his beaten, bloody mug were that of pity. They were eyes that felt sorry for him. They were eyes that wondered if maybe he was beat just a little too much by Rhett. But the other eyes - those that looked down upon him - laughed as they passed him. They had no doubt heard his mentions of Eve. They were the ones who laughed at him, like it was so hard to believe that Jackson Torvald Drake could have a chance with Evelyn Harding.

But it was true. Jackson really had no shot with the likes of her. Sitting where he sat for almost ten minutes, Jackson now knew that to be true. After what happened with Eve, and now with Rhett, JB was not thinking of Eve in that way. That meaning, he wasn’t thinking about her in a positive light. All thoughts and feelings he had for her now were drenched in metaphorical blood like his face was. Each time her name came up by people who passed him or when he would think about her face, Jackson couldn’t help but feel a burning fire in the pit of his stomach, wanting to pound the shit out of her perfect little face. And he knew that was frowned upon, but oh how he wanted to do it so badly.

As Jackson felt that he had enough time sitting down, he got up. He struggled. He definitely had a few bruised ribs. That was a given. Rhett pounded his face in. The ribs were probably his least of his worries. His face had a good number of problems. One of his molar teeth was knocked out and a few got chipped. Added to that, Jackson also has some bad cuts on his face. His right eyebrow was cut open, his cheek was puffed up slightly, and his lip was cut slightly.

Jackson tumbled over as he got up, so now he was back on the floor. This time, however, he was face-first. He grunted in annoyance. “Hey, you!” JAckson called out to the person in front of him. The guy looked a little taller than Jackson usually would be if he were vertical. He had dark hair. It was hard to tell if it was long or short from where Jackson was. He had lightish skin too, but that didn't really matter at the moement. What did matter was that he was there, and Jackson needed his help.

Who me?

Yes you.” Jackson said, confirming the man in front of him.

What do you want.

Be a lad, and help me up!” Jackson requested.

Oh sure.” he said, holding out his hand.

Jackson took it, and the male used his strength(of what he had left), and lifted himself up. “Ah, thanks for that. Apparently getting your ass beat doesn’t leave much room for being able to get up by yourself.”.Added to that, even with other guy’s help, JAckson still found it rather difficult to get up. His body ached in all the wrong places, and everything was beyond sore.

I feel ya man. I’ve been in a few scrapes once or twice.

My man!” Jackson held out his free hand in a balled fist. “Bump it man.” The male did. “So, what’s your name?

The Parentals named me Wesley, but call me Wes. It’s a lot cooler.

Hells yeah!

Jackson and Wes bumped fists.

Okay, I should be good.

You sure.

Mhm! Thanks for your help again.

Sure thing bro. Catch ya later.

When Wesley took off in one direction, JAckson, very slowly, proceeded to walk. He might’ve been in a shitty situation with the injuries and overall public perception of him, but as long as he kept a slow, steady pace, he should be able to make it to the car within ten or fifteen minutes. Yeah, Jackson had enough of this party. Even if it would have been nice to things to end differently, it couldn’t have been avoided. Okay, that was a lie. Jackson was entirely at fault here. From letting Summer talk him into dancing to going off alone with her, Jackson should have drawn the line in the sand somewhere. Maybe it was when she fell on top of him when they were dancing. Or maybe it was when they went off together. Or maybe it was when she told him to kiss him. Yeah, one of those was definitely where he crossed the line somewhere.

Yeah, it was a shitty mess, and Jackson wasn’t going to make it worse for himself by staying around people that he knew didn’t want him around.

As he was about halfway there, Jackson caught glimpse of someone. Long,dark locks, a body that could kill, and she was heading off to the woods. He didn’t have to think about it. He knew exactly who that was. His fists balled up, and Jackson’s neutral mood was replaced with something more akin to seething anger. It was Eve, and she was heading out towards the woods that separated the beach from the entrance/exit(depends on how you look at it). A thought came to Jackson that maybe he should just leave her be. That maybe he dug his grave deep enough, but what kind of chance would he get to give her a piece of his mind like this one? She was alone, and he would be able to say what he wanted without any worry of anyone laughing or intervening. It was perfect.

So in that moment, JAckson stalkerishly followed Eve. He made sure not to make so much noise as he pranced behind her. When he was confident that they both were alone, JB would confront her.

Evelyn Harding!” Jackson called out to her. “I have a few things I want to say to you.

Was she never going to get peace? Eve got enough of this (and some) at events her and her bandmates got invited to. This is why she would rather be home writing songs at her piano drinking or even feeding Alyssa strawberries. These events were below her and for some reason, students, who meant absolutely nothing to her, felt like they had the right to talk to her. Taking a deep sigh in, she turned around to look at the culprit of the voice. They were in dark woods so she couldn’t make him out well, but she could tell that he was blonde. Crossing her arms, she watched him approach her. By now, Eve did find out what had transpired earlier, but as always, she did not know Jackson well enough to put his name to his face, “Yes?” Most girls would be afraid to be alone in the woods with a drunk man, perhaps Eve should be too, but she wasn’t. Why fear death when she was already killing herself with her deadly habit? “I have someone waiting for me, does this have to be discussed now?

She was the cause of this, and she doesn’t even realize it? Does she have no soul? Or did she simply not care? Jackson was betting on the latter. Women like her seemed to only care about how to pass their boredom. It didn’t matter who got hurt in the process. As long as they weren’t bored, they payed no mind to the suffering cause. “I’m sure they can wait for a few minutes. You’re not going anywhere until I have said my peace, Evelyn.” he said angrily.

Jackson didn’t care about what was going to happen to him after this. He was past the point of self-preservation. It might’ve been reckless to do this, but no time like the present, right? Besides, one way or another, Evelyn Harding was going to hear what he had to say, even if he had to force her to listen.

If you’re going to talk, talk.” Evelyn’s patience was already limited and this child had the audacity to tell her what she could and could not do. A selfish boy this one was, who thought he was more than a dime a dozen. Her hazel orbs never left his face, waiting for a response. All this time being wasted and for what? So he can say drunken words to someone he hardly knew and regret everything the next morning. Fine, she’ll play along.

Jackson might’ve been a bit intoxicated, but those minutes of sitting down after his beatdown without a single drop of alcohol had, at the very least, gave his body enough time to adjust. So, he wasn’t as drunk as he was earlier in the night. Even with that being so, Jackson felt a little woozy still. Not enough to lose his balance, but surely enough to where he couldn’t stay standing without any support. Luckily for the blonde teen, there were several trees around him that he could use as an aid to keep his balance.

As Jackson’s back was against the tree, his arms resting along the trunk, the feeling of the hard bark against his skin, he looked at Eve with a deep scowl. “You..you’re the cause of all of this. Because of you and your Unholy Trinity, you turned Rhett into someone that he isn’t. Before you came along, before you had to dig your treacherous claws into him to fit whatever mold you thought he would fit, he would have never reacted the way he did today.” Jackson sleft his support of the tree, and stumbled three steps to the right, head at the ground for a brief moment. His eyes returned to the object of his rage. “Oh sure, he would have beat my ass regardless if you got to him or not. I screwed up, but what you did is far worse. You and the rest of your fucking trinity.

Oh look who's taking out his insecurities on his supposed crush. We’ve only known Rhett for a week and you already fear us stealing him away from you? Oh sweetie, that’s cute.” If the boy wanted the songstress’ attention, he just got it. Taking a step closer to him, her dark gaze scanning his face, her tone never changing (smooth, calm, silvery), Eve cooed, “For someone who was ‘head over heels’ for me, you sure move on fast. Rhett must've loved seeing you kiss his baby sister. What a great friend you are.

Do not even pull that card with me. I spent the better part of the last year doing all that I could for you to even acknowledge me, and it was all for naught. At least with Summer, I didn’t have to go out of--

Doesn’t that make you kind of pathetic? Spending all your time looking at me and then moving to a young, innocent girl, your best friend’s sister, mind you, who would probably fuck you if you let her. Do you hear yourself right now? Who in the right of mind would pursue someone who doesn’t give a flying fuck about them? AND THEN,” Eve’s tone shifted to mocking and treating him like a child, “The moment he gets his tiny little heart broken, he turns to the easiest piece of meat because let’s be honest, you don’t know what you want. Summer was just conveniently there to comfort you.

Who the hell are you to tell me what I do or don’t want?

And you just told me not to leave. Stop playing the victim.

Trust me, if I was ever going to play the victim, it wouldn’t be to the likes of you.

The raven let out a rare chuckle. This boy was something else. If only she did notice him months ago just so she could have hurt him earlier. Looks like he’ll wake up in the morning with many regrets. She was sure of that and now that he was letting her in on all his… worries... This was just too easy. He might have just made the biggest mistake of his life. As far as she was concerned, he just lost a good hand. If anyone had the most influence over Rhett Aspen, the diamond in the rough, it was him, but look who's fucked up.

Eve could already see it play out now. Dominique would attempt to obtain her throne back. Of course, Eve wouldn’t allow that. And try to befriend Rhett, who had friends in many places. She was the first Royal to point him out, after all. Yet, Jackson blamed her and her friends. How quaint. Alyssa wouldn’t care too much to have Rhett’s support but he would be a fun project for them - to see how far they could change him and make him a ‘better’ man.

Were they truly his biggest concerns? No, not really. Jackson just lost a brother. Rhett was a 16 year old boy. There was only so much high school girls could do to him but the Elite? The ones that would make him feel part of a team, treat him better than a needy child, give him lifetime experiences, and help him optimize his full potential.

Boys should worry about being replaced by other boys.

Hate me all you want, sweetheart. At least that means you’re still thinking about me.” Eve playfully (and mischievously) winked at him, feeling completely ecstatic.

God he hated this woman. He felt so much anger towards her. He was livid And as much as he loathed her right now, he hated himself for knowing she was right. The fact that he feels this type of way about her meant that she was still going to be in his head no matter what. And a guy like Jackson Drake wasn’t the kind of guy to let these feelings go for a long while. Yet, despite those feelings of seething hatred, he may not be completely over the crush. The thought of that made him sick to his stomach, and made Jackson want to bash in the tree next to him. But he couldn’t. And he couldn’t very well do anything to Eve. It’s not like it would have any effect on her. The way she’s been acting this entire conversation, she would get a rise out of it. Or something like it, anyway.

You can believe what you want to believe.” Jackson was not about to give her any satisfaction - well, not more than she seemed to have plastered all over her face right now. “I had said what I needed to say to you. We’re done. You can go do whatever it is you royals do.” Jackson said. Instead of even waiting for her response, Jackson turned around, and would proceed to walk away, albeit stumbling side-to-side, and using the trees to support his bumbling legs.

Oh? Maybe I’ll ‘do’ your friend. I mean, ex-friend. He’s kind of cute. Not like he’ll talk to you about us anyways. Bye-bye, Jackson.” With those final words, Eve felt satisfied with this surprising interaction and continued her way through the woods and to the parking lot, where Alyssa was waiting for her.
In CLOSED. 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Altered Tundra Well Rhett just wants to be part of the Elite now xD

but Queens want recruits and Rhett has respect in the lower tier. He's a good asset.


And knowing how things are progressing, he'll have more incentive to be part of the elite since he no longer has ties with Jackson for the time being. xD
In CLOSED. 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Connor's big dick happened

"Stop braggin' man. your dick ain't any bigger than mine is. It's average." — Jackson

In CLOSED. 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Altered Tundra oh the rags to riches is still happening. This will turn into a big game.

Queens wanting recruits.

The Elite being bros with Rhett.

All fun and games.


Oh, well okay then. I wasn't aware that it was going to go down like that. My initial thought was that Rhett was no longer going to be in the running and that was all she wrote. Seeing as how it's not, should be really interesting to see how things play out, especially with recent events between the Bromance, and how Rhett is further pushed into the Royals' good graces.
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