Maia:
“Thank you,” she said with a small smile, her hand rested on her belly lightly as she followed the gaze of the brunette woman. “Ah, rich girl…not really Tony’s type, He likes girls who are down to earth.” Maia noticed the look that Cassie was giving Anthony; it had been one that she gave George not long ago. “Why don’t you and your cousin come by for dinner tonight? Any friend of Tony’s is a friend of mine, and besides it’ll be a great time for you to see his work if you haven’t already, and you can offer to model for him then.” The blonde woman smiled softly, she smiled quite often.
Anthony:
He listened to Ashley with an awkward expression on his face, she was certainly beautiful but the way she talked about being rich made him frown. He never did have much money growing up and for someone to compare their cousin’s living space to a f*cking closet really made him wish to be somewhere else but he wasn’t rude. Anthony lived a modest life, from paycheck to paycheck and often had to borrow money from friends but he always found a way to pay it back. His cousin Maia had a slightly wealthier upbringing but she never flaunted her money. He’d rather be around humble folk than those who bragged.
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Maia:
She loved to torture her cousin and right now was the perfect opportunity. “Fliers, He’s looking for a model—someone to breathe new life into his already fantastic art. Do you mind if I put a few up?” Maia asked, already taping a few nearby and handing them out. She even taped one to Anthony’s back so he’d be a walking billboard.
Seeing her cousin go pink in the cheeks, the woman gave him a thumbs up before passing out the other fliers and taping them to the walls and window. The store seemed to be pretty busy so they needed as much exposure as possible.
Maia soon went on the hunt, trying to find Cassie. When she found her, the blonde handed over the last flier. “If you ever need a bit of extra money…or just get bored,” she said with a small smile, “Tony was talking about you, in the good way, when we were walking over here. And you’re a pretty girl. Just what his art needs.”
Anthony:
Never before had he been so embarrassed by his cousin. “That’s my cousin Maia, she’s visiting for a few days—“
“Weeks Tony!” She called from a few registers down. The man visibly paled at the thought of his cousin, who knew every secret about him, staying and being close to where he worked. Butterflies flared, he was alone with Carrie’s cousin. He couldn’t deny that they were both beautiful. “So how long are you going to be here?” he asked awkwardly, he had enough trouble being around Cassie alone. They’d known each other for a while but he still got nervous around her. It was infuriating to say the least, that he couldn’t carry on a normal conversation with Cassie without getting red in the cheeks and stuttering.
She loved to torture her cousin and right now was the perfect opportunity. “Fliers, He’s looking for a model—someone to breathe new life into his already fantastic art. Do you mind if I put a few up?” Maia asked, already taping a few nearby and handing them out. She even taped one to Anthony’s back so he’d be a walking billboard.
Seeing her cousin go pink in the cheeks, the woman gave him a thumbs up before passing out the other fliers and taping them to the walls and window. The store seemed to be pretty busy so they needed as much exposure as possible.
Maia soon went on the hunt, trying to find Cassie. When she found her, the blonde handed over the last flier. “If you ever need a bit of extra money…or just get bored,” she said with a small smile, “Tony was talking about you, in the good way, when we were walking over here. And you’re a pretty girl. Just what his art needs.”
Anthony:
Never before had he been so embarrassed by his cousin. “That’s my cousin Maia, she’s visiting for a few days—“
“Weeks Tony!” She called from a few registers down. The man visibly paled at the thought of his cousin, who knew every secret about him, staying and being close to where he worked. Butterflies flared, he was alone with Carrie’s cousin. He couldn’t deny that they were both beautiful. “So how long are you going to be here?” he asked awkwardly, he had enough trouble being around Cassie alone. They’d known each other for a while but he still got nervous around her. It was infuriating to say the least, that he couldn’t carry on a normal conversation with Cassie without getting red in the cheeks and stuttering.
Luciana could remember the night that she had failed one of the only people that she had ever trusted. It hurt to remember but it fueled her desire to apologize. Taking out her cellphone, an outdated dinosaur compared to the others that people had, she dialed an all too familiar number. “Silas...”She said, leaning against the brick wall of an apartment complex, “I think I’ve finally found her.”
“Good,” there was a deep chuckle on the other end of the phone; in the twenty-one years that they had ruled together they had formed a very strong bond, one that bordered between love and the need for physical satisfaction. They weren’t a match made in heaven nor could they ever be that perfect. There were just too many things about them that didn’t click but it worked. It kept them both sane. “Keep an eye on her, Lucy; we can’t lose her this time. I’ll see you when you get home. Bye,” Silas said before hanging up and leaving Luciana alone once more. The red head knew of the man called Carter Gray; they’d met before on strained terms. He still had the scars to prove it.
The streets were even emptier now, save for a few stragglers.
As she was walking, Luciana bumped into someone; her attention was diverted to the phone in her hands as she typed away. It was a quick and simple message to Silas.
Without apologizing the woman carried on, she did however, grumble slightly.
Stupid mortal.
“I don’t expect a thank you.” Carter said as he made a movement to catch her. He noticed the blood on her hand and his eyes widened ever so slightly. “Come on,” Carter didn’t want to stick around to see how many of those blood suckers would show up. Taking a small bundle of gauze from one of his coat pockets and held it to the wound. He helped her walk, half-dragging her through the streets as he made a bee-line towards his home away from home.
Carter, like a few of the Order members, had a small apartment away from the Order itself. Sort of like a safe haven when he wanted peace and quiet.
Here it was safe. Here it was very, very messy. It was a miracle that he found the couch to set the blonde woman onto while he made sure that he still had supplies there. Carter wasn’t the least bit worried about the mess, the vampires were on his mind; to be more specific the words that the vampire he had slain rang in his mind like an angry bee on steroids.
She has risen again!
‘She’ could mean anyone but to the Chronos they still held hope that their leader would return to them. Carter remembered his dad telling him the stories of the female vampire and her right hand. ”Vermin. They are the most dangerous and must be killed.
“Good,” there was a deep chuckle on the other end of the phone; in the twenty-one years that they had ruled together they had formed a very strong bond, one that bordered between love and the need for physical satisfaction. They weren’t a match made in heaven nor could they ever be that perfect. There were just too many things about them that didn’t click but it worked. It kept them both sane. “Keep an eye on her, Lucy; we can’t lose her this time. I’ll see you when you get home. Bye,” Silas said before hanging up and leaving Luciana alone once more. The red head knew of the man called Carter Gray; they’d met before on strained terms. He still had the scars to prove it.
The streets were even emptier now, save for a few stragglers.
As she was walking, Luciana bumped into someone; her attention was diverted to the phone in her hands as she typed away. It was a quick and simple message to Silas.
Without apologizing the woman carried on, she did however, grumble slightly.
Stupid mortal.
“I don’t expect a thank you.” Carter said as he made a movement to catch her. He noticed the blood on her hand and his eyes widened ever so slightly. “Come on,” Carter didn’t want to stick around to see how many of those blood suckers would show up. Taking a small bundle of gauze from one of his coat pockets and held it to the wound. He helped her walk, half-dragging her through the streets as he made a bee-line towards his home away from home.
Carter, like a few of the Order members, had a small apartment away from the Order itself. Sort of like a safe haven when he wanted peace and quiet.
Here it was safe. Here it was very, very messy. It was a miracle that he found the couch to set the blonde woman onto while he made sure that he still had supplies there. Carter wasn’t the least bit worried about the mess, the vampires were on his mind; to be more specific the words that the vampire he had slain rang in his mind like an angry bee on steroids.
She has risen again!
‘She’ could mean anyone but to the Chronos they still held hope that their leader would return to them. Carter remembered his dad telling him the stories of the female vampire and her right hand. ”Vermin. They are the most dangerous and must be killed.
Anthony:
“Any names for the baby?” He asked cautiously as he passed out cups of tea. Anthony had gotten over his initial shock of seeing his cousin, hearing about her career and that of her boyfriend’s.
“No, we wanted to take some more time to figure a name out.” George admitted; his arm was loosely slung around his girlfriend’s hips as he held her close. It made the dark haired male uncomfortable seeing his cousin so close with someone.
Anthony nodded and ran a hand through his hair. He’d already given them a tour, some breakfast and he even let them go through his painting and photography. Maia had been more than pleased to see that he had kept the drawings she had made him back when they were kids. His blue-gray eyes studied the thick lines of their tattoos, the colors blending in a way that was similar to the style that he painted in.
“Hey Tony…Let’s go get up your fliers.” Maia said, reaching across the small coffee table to her cousin. He had moved his hair so he could show them his art and pictures. “It’ll be fun.”
Anthony couldn’t deny that he had been holding back at getting his fliers up. He was embarrassed at the idea but Maia had conned him into life drawing using her and George.
“It’s not that bad,” George admitted, “Nudity is nothing to be ashamed about.”
Nodding he excused himself so he could get dressed for the day. A pair of black pants and beat up shoes that were as comfortable as clouds, and a long sleeves slate colored shirt were his chosen items today. Anthony ran a comb through his messy hair; some locks were still wild as he grabbed his eyes and wallet before heading out into the living room to find Maia and George talking about his art. Anthony hid inside of his room, listening to them talk quietly.
She wanted his work to go into a gallery?
Maia:
“He’s a talented artist, George, you can’t deny that.” She said, pointing to the work that was laid out on the table for them to observe. Her warm brown eyes scanned over the pictures that he’d taken on trips and at family gatherings. They had been so close, there were several of Maia and Anthony taken by one of their parents; there were some of odd things like trash heaps and a close up of a dog’s nose and the spokes on an old tricycle wheel. George nodded; he had a buddy in the art industry with a gallery that was going to open up soon. Maia was trying to put in a good word for her cousin.
“He’s always wanted to have stuff in a gallery, I don’t know if he ever has.” She admitted, looking down at the glossy photos. George kissed her cheek and smiled, “I’ll see what I can do.”
Maia was surprised when her cousin entered the room with a small smile on his face. “Thank you…for thinking my work is good.” He said, bringing her into a half-formed hug.
“You’re welcome; now let’s go get those fliers out while Georgie-boy makes a few calls, ‘kay?”
Anthony nodded and led his cousin down to the lobby of the apartment complex. They talked about their jobs and whatever came to mind. They hit the street and began to pass out the papers or tape them to the sides of buildings, light poles and even people when they were quick enough.
“And this is where I work.” Anthony said with a sheepish smile on his face.
“I like it...it’s got that mom and pop vibe,” Maia said as they walked through the doors. The grocery store was tiny and old fashioned with the candy displayed out like an old school candy shop, the canned goods in the center of the store and the fresh produce and meats along the walls.
“Hey Cassie!” He called, making Maia raise a brow.
“Girlfriend?” she asked, making Anthony choke on his saliva.
“N-No!”
“Geeze, calm down I was just asking.” Maia held up her hands in defense but giggled anyways.
“Any names for the baby?” He asked cautiously as he passed out cups of tea. Anthony had gotten over his initial shock of seeing his cousin, hearing about her career and that of her boyfriend’s.
“No, we wanted to take some more time to figure a name out.” George admitted; his arm was loosely slung around his girlfriend’s hips as he held her close. It made the dark haired male uncomfortable seeing his cousin so close with someone.
Anthony nodded and ran a hand through his hair. He’d already given them a tour, some breakfast and he even let them go through his painting and photography. Maia had been more than pleased to see that he had kept the drawings she had made him back when they were kids. His blue-gray eyes studied the thick lines of their tattoos, the colors blending in a way that was similar to the style that he painted in.
“Hey Tony…Let’s go get up your fliers.” Maia said, reaching across the small coffee table to her cousin. He had moved his hair so he could show them his art and pictures. “It’ll be fun.”
Anthony couldn’t deny that he had been holding back at getting his fliers up. He was embarrassed at the idea but Maia had conned him into life drawing using her and George.
“It’s not that bad,” George admitted, “Nudity is nothing to be ashamed about.”
Nodding he excused himself so he could get dressed for the day. A pair of black pants and beat up shoes that were as comfortable as clouds, and a long sleeves slate colored shirt were his chosen items today. Anthony ran a comb through his messy hair; some locks were still wild as he grabbed his eyes and wallet before heading out into the living room to find Maia and George talking about his art. Anthony hid inside of his room, listening to them talk quietly.
She wanted his work to go into a gallery?
Maia:
“He’s a talented artist, George, you can’t deny that.” She said, pointing to the work that was laid out on the table for them to observe. Her warm brown eyes scanned over the pictures that he’d taken on trips and at family gatherings. They had been so close, there were several of Maia and Anthony taken by one of their parents; there were some of odd things like trash heaps and a close up of a dog’s nose and the spokes on an old tricycle wheel. George nodded; he had a buddy in the art industry with a gallery that was going to open up soon. Maia was trying to put in a good word for her cousin.
“He’s always wanted to have stuff in a gallery, I don’t know if he ever has.” She admitted, looking down at the glossy photos. George kissed her cheek and smiled, “I’ll see what I can do.”
Maia was surprised when her cousin entered the room with a small smile on his face. “Thank you…for thinking my work is good.” He said, bringing her into a half-formed hug.
“You’re welcome; now let’s go get those fliers out while Georgie-boy makes a few calls, ‘kay?”
Anthony nodded and led his cousin down to the lobby of the apartment complex. They talked about their jobs and whatever came to mind. They hit the street and began to pass out the papers or tape them to the sides of buildings, light poles and even people when they were quick enough.
“And this is where I work.” Anthony said with a sheepish smile on his face.
“I like it...it’s got that mom and pop vibe,” Maia said as they walked through the doors. The grocery store was tiny and old fashioned with the candy displayed out like an old school candy shop, the canned goods in the center of the store and the fresh produce and meats along the walls.
“Hey Cassie!” He called, making Maia raise a brow.
“Girlfriend?” she asked, making Anthony choke on his saliva.
“N-No!”
“Geeze, calm down I was just asking.” Maia held up her hands in defense but giggled anyways.
It's time to update this :)
Books:
* Graceling: I've never had a long term roleplay regarding this subject mainly due to many not knowing the book. I have been thinking a bit more about this whole world.
* Fire: Well it's a companion book to Graceling so they are both intertwined. I loved this book as well and would like to try something with it.
I have tried a plot that combined these two but again, my partners did not know the book well enough or I didn't provide enough information. I will love you forever and ever if you'd be willing to try a roleplay based around these books. <3
* Infernal Devices: I loved this series (I am on the 3rd book now) and would like to try roleplaying it. I have not read the Mortal Instruments series but I do know a bit about them.
Movies:
*The Avengers: I re-watched the Avengers this week so I've been craving a story built around this. I have done very few Avengers roleplays but I am willing to learn and try.
I have played Tony Stark/ Iron Man before~
I am also willing to play any character, male or female, for you.
Please either express intial interest here or shoot me a pm.
These will all be over threads, I have enough PM based roleplays.
Books:
* Graceling: I've never had a long term roleplay regarding this subject mainly due to many not knowing the book. I have been thinking a bit more about this whole world.
* Fire: Well it's a companion book to Graceling so they are both intertwined. I loved this book as well and would like to try something with it.
I have tried a plot that combined these two but again, my partners did not know the book well enough or I didn't provide enough information. I will love you forever and ever if you'd be willing to try a roleplay based around these books. <3
* Infernal Devices: I loved this series (I am on the 3rd book now) and would like to try roleplaying it. I have not read the Mortal Instruments series but I do know a bit about them.
Movies:
*The Avengers: I re-watched the Avengers this week so I've been craving a story built around this. I have done very few Avengers roleplays but I am willing to learn and try.
I have played Tony Stark/ Iron Man before~
I am also willing to play any character, male or female, for you.
Please either express intial interest here or shoot me a pm.
These will all be over threads, I have enough PM based roleplays.
Alright thank you :)
Hey I've been sick for a while, I'm still interested though. Hopefully by Monday I'll reply, the latest will be Thursday.
Alright.
I've been sick forna while so I haven't been on but hopefully by monday I'll have a reply up.
I've been sick forna while so I haven't been on but hopefully by monday I'll have a reply up.
I've been really sick for the past 4 or 5 days but I'll try to reply by monday.
Maia:
“Hey…Tony,” she said, it had been a few years since she last talked to her cousin. “I…I’m sorry,” They had gotten into a petty fight over their career choices—Maia wanted to use people as her canvas and Anthony wanted to use actual canvas. Needless to say, it ended with both taking low blows at the other and ending their friendship. “I live a few towns over…well, I-I asked Uncle where you lived so…I’m coming to visit.” Maia said, placing her hand on her swollen belly. She had asked her Uncle to keep it a secret that she was pregnant. Maia wanted to tell Tony in person. “Ah…I—we’re actually just a few minutes away from your place.”
Of course she was nervous. Maia hadn’t seen Tony in several years and didn’t know how he’d react to her condition…or her boyfriend. Tony had always been so protective over her. The blonde woman said goodbye to her cousin and pocket her phone before looking out of the window. George, her boyfriend, grabbed her hand gently as they drove. “I’m sure it’ll be alright.” He said, sometimes Maia thought he was too good to be true.
Anthony:
“Maia?” His voice was surprised; he’d dropped the coffee mug, his favorite that he had been holding. It’d been years since they talked to each other and he was honestly surprised. Maia sounded older, more mature and it was frightening while at the same time it was amazing. He’d always remember the quiet way she had talked. Tony was silent as she said she was sorry. There didn’t need to be an explanation for that. “I’m sorry too…”he said softly, not knowing if she had heard him or not. His eyes bugged out of his head when she announced that she was only several—wait she said ‘we’re’ just who or what was with Maia? After saying goodbye and hanging his phone up Anthony quickly got to work cleaning up the remnants of the blue colored mug; today was his day off, thank god, so he could spend some time with Maia and catch up or whatever. Going into the bathroom after the mess was cleaned up he brushed his hands through his thick dark hair before setting the toilet seat down and trying to clean up nervously. His small apartment, three blocks from his work, was a nice two bedroom. The spare room was used for his art supplies, as a makeshift studio.
If Anthony would have known Maia was coming to visit then he would have cleaned up his studio and used it as a bedroom for once. The usually calm man tripped over the corner of his couch as he tried to get to the door. She was here already?!
Opening the door Anthony stood wide-eyed as he looked at his cousin and the black haired man behind her. She was vastly different than he remembered; tattoos everywhere, darker makeup—wait she was wearing makeup? And that bump…it could only mean one thing. “You’re pregnant?”
“I was expecting a hello,” she teased as she opened her arms and brought him into a hug. Anthony was in shock as he put his arms around her numbly and glanced at the man. “Anthony,” she said, “This is my boyfriend George. We’re going to have a baby.” Anthony nodded before inviting them both in and closing the door behind them. He was trying to think of his words “but you’re only twenty-three.” He blurted out, flinching at the tone he had used.
“Ah…sorry, how far along are you?” he asked.
“Five months as of yesterday.” Maia beamed as she sat down on the black leather couch. “How’s life treating you?” she asked as Anthony sat in the arm chair across the living room.
He shrugged, “I’m working at a grocery store a little ways from here. I do my art on the weekends or my days off.”
His eyes flew to the table where there were several fliers advertising that a model was needed. Anthony’s ears and cheeks burned in embarrassment as his cousin read the flier. Her boyfriend, whom Anthony would call quiet, nodded as she whispered something to him.
“We can help you distribute these if you want.” Maia offered.
Anthony nodded, still embarrassed and surprised.
“Hey…Tony,” she said, it had been a few years since she last talked to her cousin. “I…I’m sorry,” They had gotten into a petty fight over their career choices—Maia wanted to use people as her canvas and Anthony wanted to use actual canvas. Needless to say, it ended with both taking low blows at the other and ending their friendship. “I live a few towns over…well, I-I asked Uncle where you lived so…I’m coming to visit.” Maia said, placing her hand on her swollen belly. She had asked her Uncle to keep it a secret that she was pregnant. Maia wanted to tell Tony in person. “Ah…I—we’re actually just a few minutes away from your place.”
Of course she was nervous. Maia hadn’t seen Tony in several years and didn’t know how he’d react to her condition…or her boyfriend. Tony had always been so protective over her. The blonde woman said goodbye to her cousin and pocket her phone before looking out of the window. George, her boyfriend, grabbed her hand gently as they drove. “I’m sure it’ll be alright.” He said, sometimes Maia thought he was too good to be true.
Anthony:
“Maia?” His voice was surprised; he’d dropped the coffee mug, his favorite that he had been holding. It’d been years since they talked to each other and he was honestly surprised. Maia sounded older, more mature and it was frightening while at the same time it was amazing. He’d always remember the quiet way she had talked. Tony was silent as she said she was sorry. There didn’t need to be an explanation for that. “I’m sorry too…”he said softly, not knowing if she had heard him or not. His eyes bugged out of his head when she announced that she was only several—wait she said ‘we’re’ just who or what was with Maia? After saying goodbye and hanging his phone up Anthony quickly got to work cleaning up the remnants of the blue colored mug; today was his day off, thank god, so he could spend some time with Maia and catch up or whatever. Going into the bathroom after the mess was cleaned up he brushed his hands through his thick dark hair before setting the toilet seat down and trying to clean up nervously. His small apartment, three blocks from his work, was a nice two bedroom. The spare room was used for his art supplies, as a makeshift studio.
If Anthony would have known Maia was coming to visit then he would have cleaned up his studio and used it as a bedroom for once. The usually calm man tripped over the corner of his couch as he tried to get to the door. She was here already?!
Opening the door Anthony stood wide-eyed as he looked at his cousin and the black haired man behind her. She was vastly different than he remembered; tattoos everywhere, darker makeup—wait she was wearing makeup? And that bump…it could only mean one thing. “You’re pregnant?”
“I was expecting a hello,” she teased as she opened her arms and brought him into a hug. Anthony was in shock as he put his arms around her numbly and glanced at the man. “Anthony,” she said, “This is my boyfriend George. We’re going to have a baby.” Anthony nodded before inviting them both in and closing the door behind them. He was trying to think of his words “but you’re only twenty-three.” He blurted out, flinching at the tone he had used.
“Ah…sorry, how far along are you?” he asked.
“Five months as of yesterday.” Maia beamed as she sat down on the black leather couch. “How’s life treating you?” she asked as Anthony sat in the arm chair across the living room.
He shrugged, “I’m working at a grocery store a little ways from here. I do my art on the weekends or my days off.”
His eyes flew to the table where there were several fliers advertising that a model was needed. Anthony’s ears and cheeks burned in embarrassment as his cousin read the flier. Her boyfriend, whom Anthony would call quiet, nodded as she whispered something to him.
“We can help you distribute these if you want.” Maia offered.
Anthony nodded, still embarrassed and surprised.
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