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| Topic Started: Oct 3 2007, 05:48 PM (102 Views) | |
| Jade | Oct 3 2007, 05:48 PM Post #1 |
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Black-rimmed, multi-toned eyes stared from a face that seemed carved from stone, almost unnaturally pale skin accentuated by dark purple, razor-cut, chin-length hair. The head was attached to a slender, built-like-a-dancer, 511 body, whose movements were always exact and almost hypnotizing. A pale, long-fingered hand swept hair out of his eyes, eyes which seemed to examine something that may or may not have been right in front of him. He wore black leather low-rise pants, which had metallic silver Celtic knotwork painted onto them. Sliding a long sleeved black fishnet shirt over his head, he had a slight smile as he slowly adjusted it to his preference. A short sleeved, button up, dark green shirt was placed over this, though only the middle two buttons were actually fastened. Lastly, he slid on a pair of thin black spandex gloves (designed to keep the fishnet shirt tight and correctly placed), and smirked into the mirror. Now dressed, I was confident. I was staring into a mirror at myself, double checking that everything was perfect. With a slight chuckle, I picked up my bag and slung it over my shoulder. I turned and walked away from the mirror; I was prepared for anything Or not. I stumbled over the crap covering my floor, and sighed. I was glad that I was getting out of this hellhole, but did I really have to leave such a mess? Ignoring my question, I placed my bare feet carefully, attempting to stumble as little as possible. Of course, I wasnt completely successful (cmon, some of that stuff is hard to step over, and I was in a hurry), but hey, I tried, right? Once out of my messy cave-like room, I stumbled down the steep stairs that connected it to the rest of the house. Mother! I called out calmly, sighing when there was no reply. Home alone, like usual, I made it into the living room only slightly out of breath. I went into the kitchen hastily, and made myself a quick peanut butter and jelly sandwich, which I basically inhaled with a glass of milk. Hunger temporarily satisfied, I stretched out the kinks in my body and decided that finally, I really would start my journey. I hurriedly scrawled a note on the kitchen counter in permanent ink, to insure that they got my message. Mother, Ive left for good this time. I wont be back, not even for dinner. Youve been wishing for this day for ages, and its finally come. Bad luck to you and stepfather. Your son, Drake Happy for now, I left the house whistling, strolling fairly smoothly and confidently down the dirt road. I planned to check my black messenger-style bag when I got to the end of the lane, since I know that if I stop now, I wont leave. With a rather annoyed sigh, I set a faster pace, almost jogging along the semi-steep, rough road |
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| York | Oct 3 2007, 06:16 PM Post #2 |
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Angriest Lax Alive
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if and when that bag eventually got checked, the usual accoutrements can be assumed to be therein: Escape Rope, Poketech, and a wallet with three-and-a-half thousand zenny in it. |
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