Skarlet Posted May 24, 2010 Author Report Share Posted May 24, 2010 bump Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pegasasu Posted May 24, 2010 Report Share Posted May 24, 2010 Valarie watched a boy doing "Magic Tricks" at one of the tables at the Yellow Rose. She had forgotten to add him, and quickly did so, erasing things, and sketching new things. The boy was interesting to draw- his features were distinct, unusual, but it gave her a challenge. She then finished her drawing for the last time, and put it on top of the table. She had figured she owuld leave it there, almost as if it were a donation to the Yellow Rose. Who knows, maybe they would like it and frame it or something, or try to find the artist. She didn't really care what they did with it- she wouldn't be surprised if she saw it in one of the trash cans. Valarie looked around. Surprisingly, nobody had recognized her- that was good about today. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Compass Posted May 25, 2010 Report Share Posted May 25, 2010 Cyrus glanced over at the table of the girl who had been drawing earlier. He paused with his hand halfway up above the salt shaker. His hand came down with a heavy thump, passing though the salt shaker that wasn't there anymore, and he realized that she was drawing him. Although she had drawn almost all the people in the cafe, he was slightly flattered, enough for his very pale cheeks to redden a bit. He quickly drank the rest of his chocolate, signed the bill, and put a rather generous tip on the table. He stood up, and on his way out, he managed to trip on a chair-leg. He didn't see it comeing through his incredibly dark sunglasses, and he paid for it by falling flat on his face. The only resistance he made was putting a hand on his head to keep the fedora there, and a hand on his eyes to keep the sunglasses there. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
a coffee Posted May 25, 2010 Report Share Posted May 25, 2010 Ooc: Is it just me, or is this entire RP stalled because of that one person who's playing three characters not posting? IC: Zaven was getting bored with the conversation at his table, so he decides to leave and go up to the counter and just order coffee cake. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mrs. SHINee <3 Posted May 26, 2010 Report Share Posted May 26, 2010 OoC: SOOOOOOOOOOOOO SOOOOOOOOOO SORRY I'VE BEEN SO BUSY WITH SCHOOL PROJECTS AND STUFF. Britney, Natalie and Tila were all overwhelmed by everyone around all of them. "Well, it seems that our conversation had unfortunately got cut because of that boy, but don't worry, no one's gunna interrupt us again" . Natalie said lovingly and calmly as she gave Drake one big kiss on the lips, then she giggled loudly for everyone to hear her. Tila had left the group and went over to Zaven and stood next to him. "One Iced Vanilla Coffee please thats all" . Tila said to the waitress while she looked at Zaven.  "Listen sorry about the whole thing back their its just we got so overwhelmed that all this people came around us as soon as we said we were Musicians, its like crazy, but you do seem like a cool guy so im just gunna say this, do you wanna hang out with me later on tonight" . Tila asked curiously but seriously as Britney just put the music lyrics and snapped her fingers three times, that was the sisters way of saying 'Lets Go' without anyone else noticing. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Skarlet Posted May 26, 2010 Author Report Share Posted May 26, 2010 Drake kissed Natalie back... Absolutely shocked but overjoyed, the look on his face told the story. "Am I dreaming?" The thought ran through his mind, It wouldn't surprise him. "W-wow.... You're an amazing kisser" Drake smiled... Maybe this was reality. "Do you wanna get out of here, go somewhere a lttle more private, maybe we can get to know eachother a little better." Drake hoped he wasn't comming on too strong here, but this girl was gorgeous, and she'd just kissed him! He was on top of the world right now and he wanted more of this feeling. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
a coffee Posted May 26, 2010 Report Share Posted May 26, 2010 Zaven nodded, "Yeah, I know the feeling." Zaven said with a small peice of coffee cake in his hand. He took a bite, pondered his thoughts, and continued, "It was the same way when I was with the The Real Riot." He smiled a little, thinking of when they would walk in places and be asked all of these insane questions, "Fame was good, and then..." He crumbles the cake in his hand without even noticing, he looks over to his hand and realizes the mess he made. "Oops, sorry, got a little sidetracked." He sees a waiter coming over to clean it up, "Don't worry, don't worry, I got it." He cleans it up and then notices Tila practically asking him out on a date, "Sure, except I don't know your name." He smiles, "Well, the element of the unknown beauty is always a good one. Call this number if you ever get a chance." He pulls out a sheet from his drawstring bag, it was one of the application forms for the students willing to take private lessons, "You should get in touch with me on the number there." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Magnet Soldier Posted May 27, 2010 Report Share Posted May 27, 2010 Mark sighed as he entered the shop. The air was still full of animosity and tension, but when he looked over at one side, he saw two people kissing. He remembered the last time he'd kissed a girl. The next day she'd left the country. That was the first and last time he'd ever kissed someone. He looked away, trying to block it out. He couldn't think of Anything to do, so he sat back down on the chair he was on before and started listening to music. He doubted he would ever heal from that incident, and would probably never find anyone. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
J.T.B. Posted May 28, 2010 Report Share Posted May 28, 2010 Ooc: Please go check my character App. Here.Otherwise, you won't get a thing about this. At the Yellow Rose everything was poping. Relationships being made, nemises being made, even a possible future marriage. But that was until Shawn walked through that door. Shawn was limping his right leg as he walked in. He normally didn't draw to much attention to himself. He could normally just walk right in, and go play a little bit of the Piano. He enjoyed it so much, that sometimes that was the highlight of his day. Plus the owners seemed to enjoy his playing. Maybe even get a bite to eat. The owners were good to him, that was one of the many reason the Yellow Rose was his favorite place in the hole wide world. But Today, everyone just took a glace at him, and then began to stare. Him limping, and the blood all over his face must have been what set him out. Shawn just limped his way to a table in the far back as he got unfriendly stares. He looked like he had just come out of a horror movie. But not to graphic, most of it was internal. When Shawn reatched the table, he gingerly sat down squinting in pain. As Shawn looked around he saw everybody starring at him, for which he stared them back with an almost frightening stare. Which most of the people went back to their bussiness. Shawn then examined his wounds. Which he determined the only injurys where a minor torn muscle in his leg. (Not Hamstring) Some soreness, and a broken nose. Shawn wasen't at all surprised by the broken nose. He had broken it 2 times that month. He then picked up a napkin and began to clean himself up. He glanced about again, to which he saw a Cop."All geez." Shawn muttered under his breath. Knowing that the Cop was going to come over. Shawn then looked over behind the counter, to see the owner dumbfounded, and frightened. "Would explain why I don't have some waiter taking my order." Shawn said sarcasticly in a somewhat pitiful tone. Trying to cheer himself up, to which he was utterly failing. As he cleaned himself up, he kept an eye on the Cop who seemed to be considering his next move. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
a coffee Posted May 31, 2010 Report Share Posted May 31, 2010 OOC: Bump Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Compass Posted May 31, 2010 Report Share Posted May 31, 2010 Cyrus moaned, keeping his hand over his sunglasses. "Oh, come on! Broken? It never fails." He tried to get up, but needed the help of his hands, which where now clamped firmly overhis eyes, as if he was afraid to see the light. He settled for sitting on the floor, behind Valarie's chair, with his hands over his eyes, sometimes using one hand to cover both and check that his hat was still firmly on. "A little...help, maybe?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Drunken Fist Posted June 4, 2010 Report Share Posted June 4, 2010 OOC: Was accepted Jimmy wandered into the Yellow Rose for his shift, at which point he noticed the cop, he had an irresistable urge to turn around and run he wanted his past to dissapear just like a bad dream he had to suck it in and hope for the best he slowly wandered towards his boss(Jimmy called him Jack.) "Morning Jack" I said leaning towards him "I can't stay I'm allergic to bacon" I said nudging him towards the cop"I'll work late tonight" I immediatly started walking towards the front door when it happened my worst nightmare"Hey stop" the cop stood up my heart was pounding I started sweating as the cop crept towards I was frozen he made it to me about a foot away "You dropped your wallet" I sighrd slightly"oh t-t-t thanks s-s-s sorry s-s-stutter " I took the wallet and left as fast as I can "seeya Jack" I walked into Drake almost falling not bothering to say sorry I kept walking. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pegasasu Posted June 5, 2010 Report Share Posted June 5, 2010 "Oh!" Valarie exclaimed, spinning quickly around. She offered Cyrus a hand, pulling him up. "Do you want to sit with me?" She offered, gesturing to a different chair at the same table as her. Cyrus had seemed very nice to her- just a bit shy, so she decided she would talk to him- after all, he seemed alone, like her, so what could really go wrong? She kenw she was never supposed to think that- whenever somebody thinks that, something always goes wrong, but none the less, Valarie didn't really stop the thought from going through her mind. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Compass Posted June 5, 2010 Report Share Posted June 5, 2010 Cyrus smiled. "For-forgive me. Grab my elbow, I don't want...my glasses falling apart, they've broken..." As Cyrus shakily sat down, He smiled at the direction of the voice who had helped him, as he saw almost nothing behind his hands, firmly clamped over his eyes and making the general detour to his head to keep the hat on straight. "Thank you so much, miss. Forgive me, as I simply...simply can't let these off in public, I think I'd die." He sighed. "But thank you so much for your help. Can I...do anything to repay you in return? Mayhap pay for your..." He paused and sniffed the air, smelling the aroma of the beverage Valerie was drinking: "Perhaps I can pay for your coffee?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pegasasu Posted June 5, 2010 Report Share Posted June 5, 2010 Valarie smiled at the kindness of the boy. "You are forgiven." Her voice was friendly, as she continued, "You may pay for my coffee if I am allowed to buy you a new pair of sunglasses. Or at least fix the pair you are holding now." Valarie said, a small smile playing along her pale lips. "I don't think I have ever caught your name. I'm Valarie, and you are...?" She helped him into the chair, brushing her blonde bangs out of her eyes, so she could see as much detail as possible. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Compass Posted June 5, 2010 Report Share Posted June 5, 2010 Cyrus smiled. "Very well." He held out his hand for her to shake, useing his forearm to cover his breaking glasses, small pieces of dark, tinted glass falling like a strange new kind of rain. "I'm Cyrus Des Vries. It's french, I think..." He paused for a moment, wincing. The breaking glass hurts, but I can't let her or much of anybody else see what I look like... Cyrus thought. His hand over his eyes ventured to his head...letting the glasses slip from his eyes in the process. Before Valrie could see anything of his eyes, his arm clamped over them. "Sorry about that. The broken glass was killing me." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
J.T.B. Posted June 6, 2010 Report Share Posted June 6, 2010 Shawn was amazed that the cop seemed to not notice him. "Phft, I could do a better job." Shawn muttered under his breath. When he then noticed the cop move, Shawn took the napkin and raised it to kinnda block the cops view. Shawn was preparing himself to maybe flee for it when he heard, "You dropped your wallet". Shawn dumbfounded at what he heard, he lowered the napkin and sheer enough. The cop had taken no notice of him. Shawn just watched as the cop talked to the kid, as the kid left. Shawn raised the napkin again, preparing for the obvious outcome. When the cop just sat down, Shawn dropped the napkin and looked in amazement, with his mouth hanging slightly, "In beeping possible." Shawn said just loud enough for him to hear. Not trying to draw anymore attention to himself, he went back to his bussiness keeping an eye on the cop. He continued to clean the blood off his face as he said, "That kid obviously has had some run ins with the law, wonder if I know him." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
a coffee Posted June 7, 2010 Report Share Posted June 7, 2010 OOC: Ugh. My character is deadlocked with Deadly's. I honestly CANNOT post until she comes back. Bump. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Skarlet Posted June 11, 2010 Author Report Share Posted June 11, 2010 OoC: I know, I have the same problem.. You could bring in another character tempoarily (or perminantly) though. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Skarlet Posted June 14, 2010 Author Report Share Posted June 14, 2010 Bump, I know Deadly Beauty'll post soon, I've PM'd her. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
J.T.B. Posted June 14, 2010 Report Share Posted June 14, 2010 Well that's good, I can finally have something to do...I personaly thought this RP was dead, if Deadly Beautie posts though, we might have a RP resercted from the brink of death... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Compass Posted June 15, 2010 Report Share Posted June 15, 2010 I'm having the same problem with Pegasasu. Should I PM her, to see if she'll post? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pegasasu Posted June 15, 2010 Report Share Posted June 15, 2010 ((Oops, sorry Compass...))IC: Valarie helped Cyrus up. "Yeah, that broken glass does look like it hurts. You know, it's not that bright in here as it is outside. You don't have to cover your eyes." Valarie said teasingly. She didn't know that he was an albino, though... "So, now's the time that usually people start up conversations, so, I'm skipping the akward part, let me think..." Valarie thought for a second, then said, "Uh, what do you do in your spare time, I guess...?" Valarie said, wanting to smack herself in the face. Wow, that was't a lame topic starter at all, Valarie... She thought. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Compass Posted June 16, 2010 Report Share Posted June 16, 2010 Cyrus smiled, picking up the pieces of glass the best he could and dumping them into an empty cup. "It's not the light..." You shouldn't be talking to her. You'll only go home and feel sad for yourself after she figures out what you look like...but you need to chat with somebody for once, to keep yourself alive. Go for it, Cyrus... "The answer is...not much. I'm an arts critic, but first and foremost, I'm a book person. I suppose I read alot. Chances are, I've read any book you can think of. And You? I remember that you're quite the artist." His hand ventured to his hat, making sure it was still on. It was. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Skarlet Posted June 16, 2010 Author Report Share Posted June 16, 2010 OoC: This post is using my new character Erikah, I'm running her partially because I don't want the RP to die because my character's tied up. IC: Erikah smiled as she decended from her loft home, on the second story of the large buildings that formed the shopfronts of the mall, she decended her narrow starecase and blinked as she emerged into the bustling street, confident that she was the most unique person there, everyone seemed to slot into a few groups. generic un-interesting teenagers, lone elderly people, mothers with children, Businessmen, and simple lone adults shopping for thier needs. Erikah fit most of, and yet none of these descriptions. She was a teenager, but she was unique, different. She knew the world of business, but she didn't wander around in a suit with a briefcase. Erikah mightnot have been a mother, but she had motherly tendencies. She wasn't shopping for her needs conventionally, but she was filling one major one. Socialisation. Erikah crossed the street, depositing a few coins into the hat that rested before a tallented girl who was singing near the Yellow Rose. She's so talented, pretty too... I wonder what a girl like her's doing singing on the street... Erikah opened the door to the shop and the scene that met her bought comfort. and confusion, an injured man sat at the piano, and filled the cafe with music. Near the entrance a beautiful trio of girls stood talking to boys. She couldn't help but feel slightly jealous of the boys, and of one of the girls, who was talking to a guy who she remembered as the owner's son. Erikah walked over to the counter and polietely ordered, Cappucino, two shots of caramel, extra foam, no sugar. she brushed a stray strand of dyed hair from her face and slowly wandered over to an empty seat and sat down with a smile on her face. Just waiting for some one to approach her. She often did this. if no one spoke to her then she'd need to try harder. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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