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The Sands of Time

_{LOCATION — In some chick's place --> Horton Home --> Salem Hospital
INTERACTING WITH — Grant Horton, Jessica Horton @SpicyMeatball
MENTIONS — Elliot Horton, Olivia Horton}

A thud, a shriek, and the sound of a generic ringtone rang in Lorenzo's ears. Mostly because he had fallen off the bed and had made a half-assed attempt at grabbing something to prevent his fall. Not that he had grabbed anything that could have helped, as the blanket slipped off the bed with him and he went crashing onto the floor. The back of his head ached something fierce as he sat up, the ringing finally coming to a halt. A mess of blonde hair poked over the edge of the bed, a sly smile on the woman's face as she watched Lorenzo stand up. He shivered, the previous night's events slowly coming to light as he watched his naked lay look up at him with a pair of gorgeous hazel eyes.

"Rise and shine," She purred, propping herself on her elbows.

Carefully dropping down to his knees, he shuffled his way to her, inspecting her face. "Just so you know, that was not the wake up call I was expecting, Miss Natasha" He informed her of his disappointment, jumping back up to his feet.

He heard her laugh as he wandered into her bathroom, and after a moment of washing up, he went back to her room and began searching for his clothes. There was no avoiding her eyes on him, and while the thought of a morning bang was tempting, he had somewhere to be. Once he found his pants, he felt Natasha press herself against his back, and decided to give her his attention.

So of course the pants never came on and twenty minutes later he was searching for the rest of his clothes.

"What is with you throwing my clothes everywhere?" Lorenzo whined as he pulled his shirt out from under the bed.

"Because you look better without them," Natasha grinned, though she had wrapped her blanket around herself. "I'm surprised you stayed the night, you don't mind the walk of shame?"

Actually, he hadn't gotten a solid amount of sleep in about four days so he had just passed out once he hit it. But that wasn't something he was going to admit right now and he also really needed to get going, so he just flashed her a trademark Castillo Cosmetic Lorenzo™ smile. "No shame in getting to spend the night with you," He stated, giving her a wink as he pocketed his phone and wallet.

She giggled, as they always do, and with a few parting words, Lorenzo zipped out of the apartment. Exhaling deeply, his step definitely had a skip to it as he walked over to his car. He let out a yawn as he drove off in the company lease's Infiniti Q60 he had for publicity purposes. Getting paid to look good was a literal dream come true for him: fame, beautiful women, the money was good, and admittedly finally finding products for his sensitive skin was amazing. Things were great for him at this moment, and he was enjoying every minute. It was corny, yeah, but after being stuck in school for so long he figured it was about time that things started to look up for him.

I swear to God, he's completely fucking useless.

An irritable man was signing his life away, his pen skating across multiple clipboards as the finishing touches of the party were set. The place was a mess of people as each decoration was put in place, several lugging food and drink across the place, others making sure the electrical was all set for the speaker system. Everything was coming to life, the place beautifully set. As a majority of the helpers were leaving, Grant let out a groan. How the hell did he get stuck doing everything? Well, that wasn't entirely true--Olivia had gotten her share of the work done, though he had no idea where she was now. He wished Elliot was around; he was way more reliable than good-for-nothing Lorenzo.

As the sound of an all too familiar engine roared through the air, Grant let out an irritated huff. Turning towards the source, he gave Lorenzo a scowl as his older brother sauntered out of his car, waving his arms around like a maniac. Lorenzo had that same stupid grin as usual, carefree and jovial. Normally Grant would just ignore it and go about his day, but he was too pissed at his irresponsible brother to not say anything.

"Aw, come on, don't look at me like that," Lorenzo whined, finally dropping his arms. "I'm here, aren't I?"

Grant opened his mouth to respond, though he decided to focus his frustration before letting his older brother have it. "You're here now. I needed you hours ago," He snapped.

Lorenzo pouted, though he held up his finger as his phone beeped. Grant was about to say something when his own phone went off. As he checked his messages, he noticed it was Jessica. Lorenzo let out a yell that made Grant jump and nearly drop his phone. "Jessie's in trouble!" Lorenzo exclaimed, grabbing Grant by his shoulders. "Yell at me later! I'M COMING JESSIE!" He yelled at no one in particular as he immediately ran off, sprinting to his car.

"What--LORENZO!" Grant shouted, but Lorenzo had jumped into his car and sped off.

Justice Heart - 20 Years Later (Magical Girl Spoof)

The door to the lair would be slammed open, a less than pleased Fiona stomping her way in. Her heels could have broken the concrete if she chose to, and she came to a halt before the already gathered group. Taking in a deep breath, she mentally counted to five before placing her hands on her hips. Her blue eyes scanned the group in front of her, and she let out a small whine of annoyance. Admittedly, Fiona had little contact with a majority of the group since her wedding, and even that was a little much in her opinion considering how drunk a certain someone got.

Inhaling through her nose, she shook her head as she tried to think of what to say, though the glaring pinkness of the room was super distracting. "If there's a way to take care of the situation without getting me involved, I would greatly appreciate it," She said, not bothering to ask what was happening.

R W B Y :: G R I M M T I D I N G S

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Ready.

Aurelia had been staring at herself in the bathroom mirror for a good minute before she decided she was ready. Well rested, well armed, and soon to be in her area of expertise--battle. There was no thinking of possible friendships or watching the crowd while you're by yourself in a fight, all you needed to focus on was taking down the enemy. There was no need for her to beware the Grimm--they needed to look out for her. She was fierce, she was capable, she was...thinking way too much about this.

The truth was that while her head was in the game, she was still a little nervous. Having waken up to the sound of her neighbor's rather loud snoring, she had been thrown off when instead of awakening to her maid telling her that her bath was ready, instead it was a jumble of noise coming from her classmates. The shock only wore off when she got into the very cold shower, though being a shivering mess as she got into her clothes didn't do much for her. She had resigned herself to the fact that things wouldn't be the same as they were in her manor, but admittedly all the new experiences were starting to make her anxious.

Which is why, upon announcement that she battle portion of initiation would begin, she was estatic.

Of course, getting dropped into the Emerald Forest was...different. Unexpected. It actually took her a moment to realize they had been dropped, the rush of air and the sinking feeling only really hitting her about halfway down. Aurelia watched the ship get smaller and smaller, realizing she was probably going to hit something soon. Looking down, she brandished her staff, her head spinning with multiple ideas on how to get her feet to the ground without breaking all the bones in her legs. As the trees neared, she gripped her weapon with both hands and braced herself as she collided with several branches. She let out a yelp of surprise as her staff got caught on one of the branches, promptly halting her descent. The force of the hook caused the branch to break, sending her tumbling through other branches.

Landing on her bum with a small 'oof', Aurelia exhaled as she looked around. Not the most graceful of landings, but she hadn't broken anything, at least. Getting to her feet, she would dust herself off and take a look around. Get a partner, find a relic, no problem.

Right?

Justice Heart - 20 Years Later (Magical Girl Spoof)

It's uh...as soon as you want it to be >.>

Justice Heart - 20 Years Later (Magical Girl Spoof)

I'll be posting soon, I swear, just trying to keep up x.x

R W B Y :: G R I M M T I D I N G S

Will be posting today, had an impromptu trip and am currently reading what I missed. o7

R W B Y :: G R I M M T I D I N G S

What they said.

Tombs & Treks: A Pulp Roleplay

The common thread for our adventurers so far is, "Miss me with that white shit."

@Dervish

I also hate snow IRL and had to shovel it recently, so admittedly I had a grudge while writing.

The Sands of Time

Salem's Heartthrob Lorenzo Horton

"It's your life. Live how you want it."

| _{I'm a hot air balloon that could go to space--With the air, like I don't care baby by the way} |

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Name

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Lorenzo Jeremiah Horton

Birthday and Age

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March 4th | 29

Gender

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Male

Sexuality

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Straight. Ish. He appreciates beauty of all genders.

Education Level

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University Graduate in whatever will impress the woman he's talking to more. Usually either finance or medicine. He does have an incomplete education in psychology, but rarely brings it up. Though why he doesn't just stick to his actual degree in mechanical engineering is a mystery...

Occupation

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Current spokesmodel for Castillo Cosmetics

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^{"Folks are usually about as happy as they make their minds up to be." — Abraham Lincoln}

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Appearance

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Personality

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Suave, sensual, and gorgeous, Lorenzo Horton is a well known figure in the city of Salem. Notorious for chasing skirts and currently the most eligible bachelor, he has taken Salem by storm. Of course, his pretty face isn't all there is to him--his cheerfulness is infectious, his overall good spirit and moral standings not usually found in men of his age. While it's debatable whether or not his optimism is purposely defiant to the ever growing pessimism of the world, his ingenuity helps him win hearts all over. Which is great for him, as he always enjoys the company of a beautiful woman, and women love hot guys with great personalities.

His fame precedes him; numerous interviews have revealed Lorenzo as a man who takes things in stride. He certainly loves parties, whether it be throwing them or attending, and there isn't a dance he can't learn. He certainly comes off as an air-headed pretty boy, and lets people see him as such. Still, he hasn't spent all his time at the gym; he graduated top of his class with a degree in mechanical engineering, with several jobs lined up for him. Pulling one over on him is also exceedingly difficult, as he has an unnaturally precise bullshit detector (as he so fondly calls it) and can read people quite easily. His perception to people's issues tends to throw them off guard as well as his willingness to help just about anyone.

At his core he is a kind hearted man who won't hesitate to give the coat off his back to a complete stranger and never expects anyone to do the same for him. His patience is seemingly infinite, as no one to this day has ever seen him actually angry. Upset, sure, but as they say, the devil runs when a gentleman goes to war.

Upbringing

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The eldest son of the Horton family, who had come to Tom and Alice after many, many fertility tests and hardships. He was a blessing to the trying couple, showered with affection, though once he was born, Alice pumped out several siblings for him to enjoy. Still, as the oldest he had higher expectations, and so strove to be a proper role model to his siblings. And by proper he understood it as constantly reminding them who was boss by wrestling them all (sometimes all at the same time) and being fiercely (and over-) protective of them all. From a young age he was inclined towards sports, always active, always having to do something. Despite being a jock, however, his grades were top notch--as expected of him--and he passed everything with flying colors, juggling sports and grades.

When it came time for his career, he decided he would rather work with his hands than have to die of boredom doing paperwork. Of course, his father disagreed, stating that Lorenzo's brilliant mind shouldn't have to go to waste. So he decided to become a psychologist to appease his father. This was very quickly abandoned as he found an interest in mechanical engineering, and lucky for him, his father approved. Of course, Lorenzo was expected to get a reasonable job once he graduated, but his devlishly handsome looks got him a lot of attention. A lot of attention. Like, so much attention he got snatched up by a modeling agency attention. For a while, he was able to hide it well, but once his face was plastered on billboards, it was a little harder to hide. Fortunately for him, his father deemed him a success, and everything has been fine.

Sort of.

Misc

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His mother states his name was after the place he was conceived; a city in Rome. Supposedly. Lorenzo wishes he never learned this bit of info.

Face Claim: Miguel Ángel Silvestre
Color: Aquamarine / 7FFFD4

Middle Brother Grant Horton

"I really like my alone time. Which, of course, is next to impossible with four other siblings. Go figure."

| _{I can't feel the way I did before. No turning back on me--I won't be ignored.} |

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Name

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William Grant Horton

Birthday and Age

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November 21st | 27

Gender

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Male

Sexuality

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Straight

Education Level

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Bachelor's Degree in Medicinal Law, recently passed the bar exam. So he's like an actual lawyer. Except he hasn't done anything yet. Yay?

Occupation

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Has a job lined up in his father's hospital which equates to being the coffee monkey for a while. Officially he is a paid intern.

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^{"There is no respect for others without humility in one's self." — Henri Frederic Amiel}

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Appearance

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Personality

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Grant is very composed and intelligent, albeit quiet. He enjoys silence and a few recreational activities ranging from sketching to jiu jutsu in his spare time. Very little tends to faze him, only offering a sarcastic quip before going back to whatever it is that he was doing. Rarely does he lose his temper, though he has a somewhat odd sense of humor. He likes to think of himself a deep and creative thinker, though his family knows that he's just an overgrown hipster.

Underneath his layers is a deeply troubled individual. He feels compelled to keep things under his control despite being very well aware that things tend to happen at any given moment. He is often at war with himself. He has trouble dealing with his own emotions and prefers to keep a distance from them and people. He finds it difficult to commit to any one thing, always relegating himself to follow his parents' wishes instead of thinking for himself. Right now he is in a state of self discovery, so to speak, so we will see how his personality folds out.

Upbringing

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The second eldest child of the Horton family, since he was young Grant has always been known as the emotional momma's boy. Scared of meeting new people and always hiding in his brother's shadow, he was a moody kid that grew into a moody, emo teenager. However, his teen years were where he discovered his inner artist, and he found massive enjoyment in the arts. Of course, it never went past a hobby, and between his general emo-ness and keeping his grades up, he never pursued it.

Instead, he decided to go into law. Why? He had a great memory and a guaranteed job. Did he like it? Sort of. He found it amazing how cut-throat people were in court, how people twisted the truth to their advantage, and he found the entire experience a delightful irony and a great study. He figured he probably would have done better as a psychologist, but that thought came to him about an hour before graduation, so it was much too late for that.

He likes to think he gets along well with his family, though he is usually the center of the jokes. And by usually it's like...nine times out of ten.

Misc

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His numerous hobbies include sketching, painting with a variety of different tools including watercolor and oils, sculpting, woodworking, archery, hunting, studying martial arts...the list goes on. One wonders where he gets the time for all this.
He prefers to be called Grant as opposed to William due to having known seven other Williams throughout his year of schooling. He also secretly thinks Grant is a cooler name than William.

Face Claim: Erza Miller
Color: Darkorchid / 9932CC

Lorenzo's Nickname List

Grant Horton - Emo, Mr. Moody, G-Unit
Jessica Horton - Jessie, Jessicakes
Elliot Horton - Eli, Lily, Lalalelliot
Olivia Horton - Livi, Liv, Olive, Livilicious

The Sands of Time

I am not talented. I am a hack.

@Inkarnate

Same tbh