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Generation Legacy (Issue #5)
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Samnell
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Tokiwong said:
She's really psyched? Guess Tommy could probably program that. Mark nervously looked at himself in the mirror again and tucked in his shirt a little more. Then he rolled his shoulders and promptly pulled it right back to where it was before.
"She's going to want me to dance?" Mark groaned. He didn't know how to dance. And he forgot to get her flowers like Tommy suggested too and it was too late now. This sucks. My first date and it's not even with a real girl and I already screwed it up Mark's hands started to shake and he squeezed his eyes shut and tried to think about how the water flowed over his body when he was swimming. He almost undressed and went to do a few quick laps, but then he'd be late or have to go wet.
Mark pictured himself showing up dripping wet in his swimsuit with Star on his arm and forced out a smile. "Ok ok. Stop being a freak. Not going to puke. Not puking. No puking. Mark repeated a bit desperately to himself. Wet thoughts. Wet thoughts. A week's worth of pent-up nerves wouldn't be so easily dismissed, especially not by mantras that only worked some of the time anyway.
Mark undid the top two buttons of his shirt, fingers blurring, and pulled it off over his head. He careened into the bathroom and caught himself on the rim of the toilet seat sure he was about to see his lunch again. He hung on to the seat and his hair flopped forward like it always did. He looked at his reflection and saw thick bags under his glassy eyes.
Mark had dirt on his face and a split lip with a growing bead of blood on it. After a moment what he saw registered and he hurled himself back from the toilet, knocking against the sink and hitting his head on the wall behind him. He slumped back to the floor and saw the track marks on his arms.
Not real. This isn't real. This isn't me. It's not real. It's not real. Pants. I'm wearing the pants I bought for the dance with the money I got from- Where did I get money? I stole the pants from- No. I. Bought. The. Pants. Get. A. Grip. Just need some- Mark kicked the toilet, hard.
"This isn't real. I'm seeing things," he told himself firmly and hauled himself up off the floor. "And I'm not having a stupid panic attack like I never went a day without getting high." Why isn't this working? I did detox and rehab. I haven't had anything in six months, two weeks, and four days. I shouldn't still be having cravings like this every time I get nervous about something.
Mark took a step over to the sink and held himself up on it, one hand slipping into the water where his swimsuit was soaking. He fished it out and saw the scars were gone from the hand and arm holding it. Alright. That's better. This is me. I swim and I'm an elite and they want me to lead Legacy and I have friends who don't just get stoned with me and I have a date and it's in two hours and there's a dance and I have a shirt and money of my own and I really need to get ready.
Looking at his reflection in the mirror above the sink, Mark decided he was still missing something. He wanted to look neat, not like the dirty, strung-out thing he saw in the toilet water. He ran water over his hands and tried to slick his hair back. Some of it stayed but most fell right back over his forehead. Mark grabbed a comb and tried again with that. He made progress and dug one-handedly around until he found one of the things he'd never touched in the package of toiletries the Institute gave out: a little travel sized can of hair spray.
The stuff stank and made Mark cough, but he finally got his hair neatly plastered down to his skull with the longer stuff in back going down his neck just a little. There. Now he looked better. Mark unbuttoned the rest of his shirt so he wouldn't mess up his carefully attended to hair and put it back on, buttoning even the top button he found uncomfortable before.
Another trip to the mirror on his closet door. Now he looked good. He felt a lot better than he did half an hour ago too. He made a note on his computer to buy some hair gell and added a few more shirts like the one he wore to his shopping list with some more running and swimming gear for the next time he got to the mall. With an hour and a half to kill yet, Mark admired his cleancut reflection again and decided Star would like it. He got directions from SARAH and sought out her room.
Mark had cold feet again outside the door and lightly patted his head to make sure his hair was in place where he'd combed and sprayed it, straightened his purple collar, and knocked.
"Star? It's me. Uh, I'm sorry I'm early but I thought we could talk a little before the dance."
Shalimar
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Kelly can't help but smile at the utterly in-sincere praise, Josh does love to hear himself talk, she thought, I wonder what he would say if he knew I'd rather be on Legacy then singing? Probably ignore it and try for the same exact deals. What kind of movie? I am so not doing any softcore, thats too much, and it'd prolly even get me in trouble at school, even if it was legal. "I'll be nice if she will," Kelly says pleasantly, knowing that both her and the other girl had reputations for being catty, at least in the industry if not to the public.
"Whats the movie about? she asks Josh curiously, "And I want to know who else is in it before I say yes." she seats herself in a chair, her legs folded underneath her, mentally going over her songs and the songs Sakura would be doing, as well as the songs that they would be doing together. "It's kind of sad, I've been here for like a week, and I've only gotten asked to the dance by 2 people, one wast that Tommy McKain kid, and the other was some guy that wanted to cheat on his girlfriend who was in the hospital. You'd think someone as famous as I am would be asked out by a ton of people."
Sen Udo-Mal
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Tokiwong said:
James's eyes are really wide and his mouth is really dry after he gets off the vid with Kiyana Oh man... she is way to cool about this stuff... maybe I should take another shower... no better find something to wear after the dance... should I take swiming trunchs? James paces some more waiting for the hours to go by so that he can go pick up Kiyana. He will look over the flowers that he got her, hoping that she likes these as much as the ones that he got her a few weeks ago I wonder what that terrorist lady is doing right now now?
Hammerhead
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Ryan glared at the computer for a few moments, eyes narrowing and temper rising. Why am I getting angry? It's just some stupid machine Tommy built. Oh, yeah, that's why.
"I can find it," Ryan says curtly, before rushing out of his room to the Yard to find Shao-Lin. I really don't like this stupid kid. I don't know why I'm going to him for advice. He's like a weather reporter. 'A fifty percent chance of rain,' yeah, that's helpful. It could rain, or it couldn't. And then they use weird language to describe it, that only they understand.
Why am I so edgy today?, Ryan asks himself as he jogs. Maybe I'm just nervous with going Anika and making an idiot of myself, or being the only one there who didn't make it or whatever, and having it constantly shoved into my face.
Or because I sense that something really, really BAD will happen tonight.
Ryan ends his thoughts as he enters the Yard, searching for Shao-Lin.
"I can find it," Ryan says curtly, before rushing out of his room to the Yard to find Shao-Lin. I really don't like this stupid kid. I don't know why I'm going to him for advice. He's like a weather reporter. 'A fifty percent chance of rain,' yeah, that's helpful. It could rain, or it couldn't. And then they use weird language to describe it, that only they understand.
Why am I so edgy today?, Ryan asks himself as he jogs. Maybe I'm just nervous with going Anika and making an idiot of myself, or being the only one there who didn't make it or whatever, and having it constantly shoved into my face.
Or because I sense that something really, really BAD will happen tonight.
Ryan ends his thoughts as he enters the Yard, searching for Shao-Lin.
KaintheSeeker
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Tokiwong said:
OOC: Well I figure she is against the whole idea of registration, even to the point of signing petions and other non-violent methods. Other than that she's just waiting for her date to show up and take her to the dance. LOL
Sollir Furryfoot
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7/11/14
Well, today was a drag, just like the other days. Sure, there's lots of stuff to do here, at least a lot more than I'm used to. I'm not certain, though, things here just seem too unreal, like it won't last for long. Who knows how much time it will take them to check my background anyways, I hardly know if I even have a background, it's almost been a week. Maybe things will perk up when I attend classes, but at least there's a dance tonight. Social events have never been my thing, but who knows, maybe I can actually fit in here-I guess only time will tell.
Charlotte twirls the pen in her hand for a few moments, thinking of what else to write in her diary. She didn't bother to learn how to use the computer, after all, she enjoyed penning her own words into a book much more than smashing your fingers on overly complex machinery. Closing the small, leather-protected book, she placed it underneath her bed's mattress, in a place where she felt it's ontents were safe.
I guess I better get ready, this is going to take a while. She thinks as she gets up and heads towards the bathroom. Looking at the shower with disgust, she feels grateful that the Institute was able to provide her with some softer towers at her request. She turned on the sink slightly and let the water trinkle on her hands some to feel how warm it was-but pulls it back as it starts to convulse slightly. The water had never been her friend, but it was essential for life, ironically enough.
Taking one of the towels and putting it underneath the tap, she let it soak for just a second before squeezing it so that it was only slightly dampened. She took to cleaning her skin gently with it before going to her closet. Inside, she reaches in to find the black dress that Arafina helped pay for back when she first got here-she hadn't worn the dress since the day she had bought it.
She put it on and looked in the mirror. It was as if it was made for her-it fit her perfectly, adding extra definition to the contour of her body, but also giving her a look of mysteriousness that she had enjoyed so much. With only a little while til the dance, she sat in her bed and listened to music from her CD player while she waited for her 'mystery date'.
Well, today was a drag, just like the other days. Sure, there's lots of stuff to do here, at least a lot more than I'm used to. I'm not certain, though, things here just seem too unreal, like it won't last for long. Who knows how much time it will take them to check my background anyways, I hardly know if I even have a background, it's almost been a week. Maybe things will perk up when I attend classes, but at least there's a dance tonight. Social events have never been my thing, but who knows, maybe I can actually fit in here-I guess only time will tell.
Charlotte twirls the pen in her hand for a few moments, thinking of what else to write in her diary. She didn't bother to learn how to use the computer, after all, she enjoyed penning her own words into a book much more than smashing your fingers on overly complex machinery. Closing the small, leather-protected book, she placed it underneath her bed's mattress, in a place where she felt it's ontents were safe.
I guess I better get ready, this is going to take a while. She thinks as she gets up and heads towards the bathroom. Looking at the shower with disgust, she feels grateful that the Institute was able to provide her with some softer towers at her request. She turned on the sink slightly and let the water trinkle on her hands some to feel how warm it was-but pulls it back as it starts to convulse slightly. The water had never been her friend, but it was essential for life, ironically enough.
Taking one of the towels and putting it underneath the tap, she let it soak for just a second before squeezing it so that it was only slightly dampened. She took to cleaning her skin gently with it before going to her closet. Inside, she reaches in to find the black dress that Arafina helped pay for back when she first got here-she hadn't worn the dress since the day she had bought it.
She put it on and looked in the mirror. It was as if it was made for her-it fit her perfectly, adding extra definition to the contour of her body, but also giving her a look of mysteriousness that she had enjoyed so much. With only a little while til the dance, she sat in her bed and listened to music from her CD player while she waited for her 'mystery date'.
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Tokiwong
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Mark
The door slides open and inside, standing in the doorway is Star. Her hair is freshly combed, and long, wearing a strapless black top, that shows her belly button. The rest of her outfit consists of black stilettos, and a short red skirt with slant that rises to the left, exposing more of her left leg then the right. She has a minimal look in the makeup, but she is already quite attractive despite being a machine.
Star smiles, “Hi Mark, you are early, come on in,” she steps aside, her room neat and orderly. She sits in a chair, and crosses her legs, “I was going to go with the boots, but these looked just a little bit better. What did you want to talk about?” she seems genuinely curious.
Kelly
Josh sighs, “Don’t worry about them, you’re the star babe. No details on the film, coming of age, comedy, kind of thing. Big names, big names all the way around. No nudity, but well you know that you will look good, come on I am looking out for your interests here. Anyways I got to go, babe, we will be in touch,” the video message goes dead.
Ryan
Shao Lin sits gracefully by a small pond, in deep meditation. He barely breathes, and his eyes are closed. But his voice sounds in Ryan’s mind, “The son of the Stars is welcome here. You have worries, but I have answers, but they are questions to even more important answers. For the wind says the times are troubled. A shadow approaches, from within, and without. We live in interesting times, yes?”
Charlotte
Charlotte gets a video message from Jun Min, “Hey Charlotte, sorry it took so long, looked over your background checks. Looks good, Dr. McTaggert will give you a physical on Monday, and you can start class that morning. Welcome to the Institute, and have fun tonight!”
The door slides open and inside, standing in the doorway is Star. Her hair is freshly combed, and long, wearing a strapless black top, that shows her belly button. The rest of her outfit consists of black stilettos, and a short red skirt with slant that rises to the left, exposing more of her left leg then the right. She has a minimal look in the makeup, but she is already quite attractive despite being a machine.
Star smiles, “Hi Mark, you are early, come on in,” she steps aside, her room neat and orderly. She sits in a chair, and crosses her legs, “I was going to go with the boots, but these looked just a little bit better. What did you want to talk about?” she seems genuinely curious.
Kelly
Josh sighs, “Don’t worry about them, you’re the star babe. No details on the film, coming of age, comedy, kind of thing. Big names, big names all the way around. No nudity, but well you know that you will look good, come on I am looking out for your interests here. Anyways I got to go, babe, we will be in touch,” the video message goes dead.
Ryan
Shao Lin sits gracefully by a small pond, in deep meditation. He barely breathes, and his eyes are closed. But his voice sounds in Ryan’s mind, “The son of the Stars is welcome here. You have worries, but I have answers, but they are questions to even more important answers. For the wind says the times are troubled. A shadow approaches, from within, and without. We live in interesting times, yes?”
Charlotte
Charlotte gets a video message from Jun Min, “Hey Charlotte, sorry it took so long, looked over your background checks. Looks good, Dr. McTaggert will give you a physical on Monday, and you can start class that morning. Welcome to the Institute, and have fun tonight!”
Aenion
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Past few days Karen had been busy with her homework, training, helping out in the garage and trying to convince someone to drive her to the mall so she could get herself a dress for the dance.
After classes she went straight to her room to shower and get dressed up. After having scrubbed her skin until her own reflection showed, she started to carefully thread several flowers in her hair, her hands trembling slightly. I’m so nervous. This is the first party since that night. I hope nothing bad happens tonight. Knowing well enough that jewellery and make-up would completely miss their point on her skin she had decided to go for a more natural approach. Satisfied that the flowers were in the right place, she put on her new dress, an open backed, sleeveless black dress that nearly touched the ground, elegant but not too showy.
Good thing this dress is so long, it’s bad enough I have to wear those stupid shoes for class, maybe I should buy some sandals or something next time. I just hope I’m not the only one without a date, that would be pretty embarrassing., she smirks as she smoothes out her dress.
After classes she went straight to her room to shower and get dressed up. After having scrubbed her skin until her own reflection showed, she started to carefully thread several flowers in her hair, her hands trembling slightly. I’m so nervous. This is the first party since that night. I hope nothing bad happens tonight. Knowing well enough that jewellery and make-up would completely miss their point on her skin she had decided to go for a more natural approach. Satisfied that the flowers were in the right place, she put on her new dress, an open backed, sleeveless black dress that nearly touched the ground, elegant but not too showy.
Good thing this dress is so long, it’s bad enough I have to wear those stupid shoes for class, maybe I should buy some sandals or something next time. I just hope I’m not the only one without a date, that would be pretty embarrassing., she smirks as she smoothes out her dress.
Samnell
Explorer
Tokiwong said:
"Uh yeah... Well I came early so I thought we could talk about, uh..." Stupid stupid stupid. "Back at the mall..." Mark started tentatively.
"Well I guess you know about how I got here from Tommy and you said something about it and I guess I'd like it more if you didn't from now on." Mark says uncomfortably. "It's ok that you did. Uh, you didn't know. But I guess I-I really don't want the others to know. I'm not really proud of it."
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