Realistic or Modern We Are Who We Are

[logastellus]

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Do you ever just get the feeling that you don't belong? Like, you're different than everyone else and even though they say it's alright to be different you still feel like the odd one out?

"Why cant we just live on the campus? I mean we still look like humans...sorta."

"Yeah let's live in a big space full of humans who will be scared and mortified of who we truly are. Let's call ourselves the monstrous eight!!"

"Besides...who would want to be friends with a bloodsucker who can't control her feeding or a wandering soul who will probably go bumping in the night in their room? A freaking man who turns into a beast every full moon then comes back home in ripped clothes, a beautiful singer who can lure him/her to their death...see what I mean? We're not like everyone else...that whole we all have the same blood in our body doesn't count us...we're alone in this together"

All they want is to be accepted as their true selves but they know it won't be easy. They have to put on a facade for the non supernaturals in the town.

So, seeing as you want to live here too, what's your deal?

 

[karmaa]

Time: 22nd October / 9am - Event: Nothing, idiot. - Tags: @Chibii @Oasis

@Paranoia @VintageBlues @z e p h y r @ailurophile @Illusive
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The sunshine began to shine over the small town known as Vanderwood. The people of the town began to wake up to start the day with a bright smile. People began to hustle and bustle as their day began with coffee from their local espresso bar to help with their day. The farmer's market are up and running with the tourists and locals buying their fresh ingredients for their dinner, lunch or maybe a party, who knows.

So what will you be doing today?

 

[karmaa]

Olivia Callister

Sleep. One of the most important things to humanity, well, to Olivia anyway. The young adult's eyes slowly opened as the sunshine shone through her window. It was yet another uneventful day for Liv. She knew later tonight, her roommate Lucile will probably ask if she wanted to watch a horror movie with her and being the nice, generous person Olivia is, she'll say yes even though deep down inside of her she just wanted to sleep. Olivia rubbed her eyes and jumped out of her bed, not noticing the mess on the floor. With her feet slowly dragging on the floor, Liv managed to trip herself on a single shoe that sat casually on the floor. "Fuck me," Liv cursed as she got up from the trip to the floor. She quickly got dressed for work, tied her hair in a messy bun and went to the kitchen to cook Lucile and herself breakfast.


Olivia began to brew coffee for herself and Luce as she heated up some leftover Thai butter chicken from last night. A small smile curled upon Olivia's lips as she saw her roommate slowly wake up for breakfast. "Morning Luce, did you watch another horror movie last night?" Liv's brow rose slightly as she placed a mug of coffee in front of Luce and then grabbed one for herself. She was lucky that Lucile was happy to let be her roommate, otherwise Liv wouldn't be able to start her search for her brother. It was awfully strange of him to leave all of the sudden, and she felt like it was her job to find him again. She was completely alone without him around. "You going to work?" Liv asked, taking a sip of her coffee. "Cause I was wondering if we could hang out today." she mentioned quietly as Liv grabbed her Thai chicken from the microwave and began to eat her crummy breakfast. This was so not like her old home.

BASICSwith: lucile - @ailurophile


time: 7:30 maybe?


outfit: x


mood: sleepy.

 

[logastellus]

Wip

WIP

Darkness...that's exactly what engulfed Avice at this very moment. That and the fact that her best friends thick muscled arms were wrapped around her waist pressing his warm smooth tattooed chest close to her naked back. Her and the rest of the supernaturals have just concluded a little jumpstart to the new school year by getting drunk and partying like there was no tomorrow. Avice was the first to retreat back into her room but was sidetracked by a full blown make out session with her best friend that then lead to a round or few of sex. Now here she is slightly hung over with a warm breath repeatedly hitting her neck, she knew Sebastian was a heavy sleeper so slipping out of his grip was real easy. Upon doing so she took a few deep breathes and counted to three before removing herself from her bed. Completely dark Avice knew her way through her own room and then some. She put on the bra sebastian flung across the room and her best friends shirt before exiting the room. Avice was always the first to awake so it was kinda her job to wake everyone else up, yeah she was your very own supernatural mom. She didn't enjoy doing it all the time but she would literally laugh her lungs out if any of the others tried to do what she does. She walked to the bathroom she uses the most and took a quick shower to wash off all that has happened yesterday to prepare for what will occur today. Exiting the bathroom she returned back to her room to see Sebastian still asleep as usual. Rolling her eyes she walked over to her closet and began to dress in the ensemble she picked out the night before. That was a major habit of hers that she picked up from her father who had an amazing sense of fashion from his tailored suits down to his fucking pajamas. Putting on a new change of undergarments she then proceeded to put on her clothes for the day. After finishing she left her room once more to give Sebastian some quiet time then stood in the middle of the hallway. Checking the time of her watch she waited until it hit 7am on the dot. Once it did she snapped her fingers watching as her shadow tentacles morphed from underneath her feet going in different directions towards her roommates doors. Lifting her hands up just a bit she watched as the tentacles began knocking on the doors to wake them up. Today was a new start, today was a new year to do good, today was their year to feel accepted.


Tagged: Shit Everyone


Time: 7am


Outfit: xxx
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[ailurophile]

luce ~

location;; home. // tags;; liv. @karmaa // outfit; tbd

Luce awoke from a sleep that was surprisingly peaceful and stretched out like a cat, letting out a big yawn-- hey, she was in the privacy of her own room, she wasn't about to tone things down. After about a minute of letting her eyes adjust Luce hopped out of bed, pulling on some casualish clothes and dragging a comb through her hair to tame the flyaway strands; it was a little messy as she'd fallen asleep while it was still wet but after a few brushes it was tolerable. Her makeup was quick and easy since she'd had so much practice and it wasn't long before she was trotting into the kitchen to greet her roommate, who had thankfully made enough coffee for both of them.


The girl chuckled at her roommates question and perched on a stool.


"That's like asking me if I remembered to breathe last night." She replied with a grin, taking the coffee and inhaling the rich aroma-- if anything could wake her up in the morning, it was definitely caffeine. Plus, she had stayed up later than she had anticipated the previous night since she had intended to just watch an old favourite (A Nightmare on Elm Street) but had ended up watching the remake of said film once she had finished the first. Needless to say, she was tired.


"Well, I'm free today: the Watersons cancelled at the last minute," Luce explained, referring to the family she had been supposed to babysit for that day. "Got anything planned, or are we just going with the flow?"

 

[Lacuna]

Priya Chopra


time: 7:15 | location: her room | outfit: xxx | mentions: @Paranoia
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plush pillows and fluffy comforters encompassed the petite body of priya. with a knock on the door from avice, she rolled over with a groan she stared up at the water stained ceiling, "fuuuuuuck," she groaned. it was much to early for her to be up, but on a day like today she surely didn't want to be up this early. the previous night was filled with booze and fuck boys at the local pub, followed by more partying at the supernatural a home. she wasn't typically a big drinker, but she had a craving for a kill last night and there was no place better than pub filled with drunken boys who did nothing but fawn over her. it was easy as pie to hook one of those sorry souls, almost too easy. but it satisfied her craving a rid the campus of one more douche bag so she couldn't complain. sure she was a stone cold killer, but she at least didn't kill off the nice boys.


the morning light that was filtering through the window made her squint until her eyes adjusted, and even then the light made her head pound. hauling her hungover ass out of bed she pulled on the closest sweater and headed down the hall to the bathroom for a quick morning shower. she had never been shy about tromping around the house with no pants on, in fact she didn't particularly care. as she strutted down the hall she tripped over some loose clothing outside alec's door. picking it up she hurled it at the unsuspecting reapers head as he slept. "wake up asshat," she said quite bluntly. she almost never called anyone an endearing name, they were always verging on rude. if you didn't know her thruway her roommates new her you would think she hated you and probably think she was a total bitch. even though she is. horrible names like asshat, dumbass and shithead were here way of agknowlegeing that she could deal with you.


she made her way down the hall the bathroom and took a quick warm shower. she always took too long in the shower or bath for that fact. she loved the feeling of the water running down her body. about 20 minutes later she emerged from the shower into the steam filled bathroom. the shower helped perk her up but it didn't nothing for the pounding headache. she needed coffee. slipping back into her clothes she trotted off to the kitchen and started to brew some coffee for the whole gang. if she was feeling the side effects from last night she knew the rest of them where, and she could drink like a fish. the smell of coffee filled the air as it brewed slowly. grabbing the largest mug she could find, she hopped up onto the counter as the coffee maker gurgled away.

 

[philocaly]

V I C T O R I A

Time: 7:20; Tags: N/A; Outfit: x


Victoria's face contorted into a cringe of displeasure as the sunlight seeped through the blinds of her window. The pale girl's skinny arm rested over her eyelids as she groaned. Victoria was never one to get hangovers, but she develops as extreme sensitivity to light in place of a headache. Her face split into a grin as she recalled last night's events. Pure stupidity and a total waste of time, but it was fun to drink her worries away before the start of a new school year. After fumbling with her sheets for a bit, Victoria landed on the floor with a 'Thump!', before another sound was heard, presumably Avice's tentacle magic was here to wake them all up.


Victoria trudged to the bathroom, being one of the unlucky ones with no private bathroom was such a pain. She washed her face and brushed her teeth in the comfort of the warm lights in the toilet. Surprisingly, it was one of her favorite places in the house, despite it being... Well, a toilet. Victoria then proceeded to take a quick shower before changing into today's outfit. Her frizzy hair was soon tamed by the almighty hairbrush before she walked out of the weirdly enjoyable silence of the bathroom.


Her face was grim, expecting the sandwich she bought last night to be missing, but was pleasantly surprised that it was still there. Victoria's lips curled into a satisfied smirk at the sight of her beautifully crafted ham and bacon sandwich as she took a deep bite into it, savoring the taste. She didn't get why girls were so conscious about pigging out really. Okay, so maybe Victoria was blessed with an insanely fast metabolism, but it still made her wonder.


Victoria's dark eyes scanned the living room as she found herself a spot on the couch. Today was the day they were finally going to feel accepted. Finally going to feel like they were normal. But who wanted to be normal? Who wanted to be a plain Jane? Definitely not Victoria. But society has no room for misfits, so she has to suck it up and deal with it. A sigh escaped her lips as she crushed the wrapper of her sandwich and tossed it into the trash can, then proceeding to pick up her PSVita and sitting on the couch to play Danganronpa as her mind wandered to things concerning reputation, popularity and normalcy as a whole.

 

[karmaa]

Nicholas Callister

"Wake up.. Wake up Nic." A soft cooing voice called for Nic, it sounded feminine, was is it his sister? Nic's heart jumped as he bolted upright in his bed, only to realize it was a girl from the night before, a victim of one of Nic's parties. "Um, hey." Nic grunted, running his fingers through his messy brown hair. His eyes were barely open and his head pounded continuously, the naked girl smiled softly as she tried to lean forward for another kiss. Being the arrogant shit he is, Nic leaned back and cringed, the number one rule when it comes to one night stands was never do it twice. The girl pouted as she continued to flirt with him. Nic began to panic once more as he heard a knock from his door, it was Avice. "You gotta leave, now." Nic ordered, jumping from his luxurious bed and began to grab the girl's belongings. The blonde had a confused look on her face as she grabbed one of Nic's good shirts and chucked it over her naked body. After a few minutes of quiet arguing, the bimbo left Nic with a petty slap on the cheek and left through his window.

Nic dragged his feet to the bathroom and began his daily routine, he noticed the dark bags under his eyes and sighed. Nic slipped on some dark sunglasses to cover his eyes, even though it was dark it was the looks that counted in life. He left his room, making sure the girl didn't leave any evidence and floated downstairs. "Morning Vic," Nic groaned as he floated towards the fridge, looking for something to eat. Blood, half eaten Subway, Apples and Meat. We need to go shopping, Nic thought to himself. He gave a small shrug and took the half eaten Subway to the living room where he noticed Victoria playing the PSVita. Nic floated to the couch and began to watch her play, "Whatcha playing?" he asked.

BASICSwith: victoria - @Chibii


time: 7:20


outfit: x


mood: sleepy > hungover.

 

[paranoia]

He had been sleeping so good; for the first time in ages, he slept like a log. He had even slept through Avice's knock on the door. But he was awakened when sudden pieces of clothing flew across the room and hitting his face. Alec, the sleeping boy, flung himself up into a sitting position and darted his wide eyes back and forth until he saw the girl in the door frame.

"Wake up, asshat" she said. Only a few seconds after she had left again, Alec got up with a pounding head and jerked the door open. With squinted eyes as to adjust to the light, he leaned out the door.


"What was that for!?" Alec yelled after the siren. When he saw the clock on the wall in front of him, his eyes widened ever so slightly. "It's practically midnight, dammit! Why can't you just let a man sleep?!" Following this, Alec sighed heavily and rubbed his eyes, realizing that there was no possibility whatsoever to fall back asleep. Despite wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants he walked out of his room and headed for the bathroom.


He brushed his teeth fairly quickly and ran his hands through his hair a few times. The man in the mirror looked dead tired, even though he had gotten so much sleep. His bags were darker than the deepest pit of hell, and he was frowning way too heavily for his own good.


Alec sighed for the hundredth time this morning and walked out of the bathroom again, this time heading for the kitchen.


In the hallway, he encountered the vampire of the house, Avice. "Mornin'" He said simply.


Although he was barely sober enough to understand a thing, he had seen her disappear into her room together with Sebastian. It wasn't especially hard to put the pieces together. Not to mention the fact that his room was right next to where they were.


When remembering this, Alec put on one of his signature smirks and wrapped his arm around her shoulder.


"Someone had a good had a good time last night" He licked the corner of his mouth as he broke into a teasing grin. He leaned a little bit closer to her ear.


"You two weren't particularly quiet." His expression faded from the grin to that previous smirk again, and his voice was a combination of whispering and mumbling.

Time: ~7.30 am


Location: his room - kitchen


Outfit: tbd


With: @Oasis | @MidnightSoul

 

[z e p h y r]

TIME


7:35 am

LOCATION


bedroom

TAGS


anyone (?)

OUTFIT

[ x ]

knock. knock. knock.


carson rolled over on his left side, burying his face in his pillow. the smell of some kind of failed attept at a new potion filled his room and he groaned. it literally smelled like a horse's ass. he was one of the very few kids that hadn't been drinking the previous night. but, as long as everyone else was hungover, he could at least make it seem like he was, too. he groaned even louder, hoping that avice would hear from outside the door and understand that he wanted to sleep in. maybe when he left his room he'd even throw in a "man, last night was crazy!" just for good measures. probably not.


carson lay in his bed, the rank smell of whatever concoction filling his lungs, and reached over to his nightstand and grabbed the pack of cigarettes that he always kept there. normally when he smoked indoors, which he didn't do often, he would open the window. he didn't this morning, though--quite honestly, he simply wasn't in the mood to. finally he sat up, as it can get hard to smoke laying down (he learned that the hard way) and went dead silent. he breathed very lightly and just listened to the noises coming from outside the door. he did that sometimes--just stopped and listened to the other roommates. not in a creepy stalkerish way, but he didn't really enjoy talking to them that much, so listening intently to their morning conversations was the best way for him to learn more about them. leaning against the wall, sitting indian style, he just listened to whatever it was they were chattering about.


finally, after about thirty minutes and his second cigarette, carson put the lighter and cigarette pack back on his nightstand and crossed the room to his closet. he stretched his arms, exhausted from a lack of sleep the previous night, and tried not to breath in through his nose. whatever it was he was screwing with was not pretty. he finally decided on an outfit and changed, plugging his nose with his fingers the whole time, and exited the room. on his way out, he grabbed a small key from where it was hanging next to the door and locked it when he was on the other side. on top of that, he punched in a security code onto the padlock wrapped around the handle. it made two beeping sounds and flashed green, signifying it had successfully locked. just to make sure, carson jiggled the handle. yep, definitely locked. if there was one thing you could do to piss carson off immensely, other than making a mess in the common area, it was go snooping through his stuff. even opening his door to look inside would set him flying off the rocker. sure, he was probably one of the only people in the world who locked their bedroom with a padlock and high-security keylock, but he did what he felt he had to do. it's not like he had anything to hide in his room, unless you count the massive amounts of weed stashed in his closet--but that was no secret.


finally, once his room was locked with government level security, he made his way into the kitchen. the whole time, carson's eyes were casted to the ground, a signal symbolizing "don't talk to me". he wasn't in the mood for it that morning. or any morning, for that matter. though he wasn't really that hungry, he decided he'd grab a thing or two to eat before running to the farmer's market for some supplies and then returning to his carson cave (aka bedroom) to keep working on his potions. maybe he'd even take his camera and get some pictures while he was out--after all, carson leaving the house was a fairly rare occurance. once he reached the far counter of the kitchen, his hands dropped to his side and a highly irritated laugh escaped his mouth. someone had left a huge mess of plates, napkins, and silverware lying on the counter.


"are you fucking serious?" carson shouted, trying to speak as loudly as he could so everyone would hear him. he didn't talk often, and when he did, more than half the time he was just complaining about whatever it was that annoyed him that day. "can't you guys pick up a damn plate and put it in the sink?"


he felt his temper overwhelming him, the way it did all too often, and he picked up one of the plates that had been stashed on the countertop. the sink really wasn't that far away from where the mess had been left. one by one, he shoved the plates into the sink, a little too rough. if he had done it a smidge harder, they probably would have all shattered. it was little things like this that made carson the angriest, and he did everythnig he could to not smash the plates on the ground.
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[logastellus]

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Avice was currently in the kitchen pouring one of her blood bags that she kept in the fridge into a glass cup. Sitting on one of the island stools she was minding her own business when she sensed a "deadly" prescense behind her then smirked. The warmth of the tall males cheek was comforting to her and she rolled her eyes at the response she was given.


"Someone had a good had a good time last night"

"Of course I did...I not only got drunk but I got fucked a few times before the new year~ What? Are you a little jealous you didn't get a chance to join us?"


She looked at him and smirked while taking a sip of her breakfast. Licking her lips she never broke eye contact with him. The next comment he gave made her want to laugh and show him what he was missing out on.


"You two weren't particularly quiet."


"Well next time I'll make sure you're the one who will be making me scream alright?" She chuckled. She loved joking around with Alec but she did have feelings for him, she was just scared he wouldn't have the same. She placed the glass on the island counter and placed her head on the taller males bare chest. "Dude your chest is like super smooth I can literally sleep on it or kiss it whichever one you'll like also we need to go grocery shopping today, we are out of food and I don't think you and the others want to drink human blood..."


She removed her head from him chest already missing the sound of his heartbeat yet was interrupted by the usual tantrum from Carson. She really hated when he raised his voice since it hurts her ears. Clearing her throat and straightening her clothed she walked over to Carson and latched her thumb and index finger to one of his ears gripping the appendage tight to the point she could rip it off.


"Carson...it is almost 8am in the morning, your voices octave is too loud and you need to lower it unless you want to lose this ear...do you understand me?" This was where her mother instinct was kicking in. "Also if you break anyone of the plates...you will be gluing them back together by hand not by magic. Ok? Great."


She smiled not releasing his ear until he agreed to what she told him.


Tagged: @Paranoia | @z e p h y r


Time: 7:45am


Outfit: xxx



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[philocaly]

V I C T O R I A

Time: 7:45; Tags: @z e p h y r // @karmaa; Outfit: x


"Truth bullet... Knife..." Victoria murmured, her eyes focused on the bright screen, her fingers clicking away frantically. She felt so alive when she played games like these, stupid to some, but to Victoria it was what she fed off. The female faintly realized Nic floating out of his room. Having to sleep the next room to the guy was a pain in the ass, especially considering how he brought home different women frequently. It was almost as annoying as him stealing all her food, probably just for the shits and giggles of it. Though Victoria had to admit, he was a charmer when he wanted to be, and maybe one day fate will bring them together. But Victoria has never been one to rely on fate, because fate was such a bitch, so it would probably never happen, and she didn't want it to anyway.


"Whatcha playing?"


The Cherub's face appeared next to hers as Victoria muttered a few curses. She did not need him here right now. "Danganronpa 2: Goodbye Despair." She replied monotonously, her eyes still fixated to the screen, reminiscent of a character in the aforementioned game. Her dark pupils roamed the screen, and from the corner of her eye, she realized that the others were streaming out the hallway too. "Shit."


Victoria saved her game and set the PSVita down, straightening her hair and shirt as she stood up. She then proceeded to shift into a cat and jump on the kitchen counter, a morning ritual of sorts that she's developed over the period of time she's lived here. "What the fuck's wrong with you Carson?" Victoria said, though her words were interrupted by a few 'Meows' and 'Mews'. Victoria then shifted into her original form and opened the fridge, just for a quick check, and realized her Subway was gone.


She then proceeded to shift back into the pitch black cat she was previously, running towards the couch and pouncing on Nic, claws close to his face, or more specifically, his throat. "Did you fucking eat my sandwich?" She asked, though with the cat sounding voice, Victoria sounded more cute than menacing, which was just embarrassing on its' own.