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Post by RUNE AND ROMAN on Oct 20, 2009 20:20:12 GMT -5
the dark begins to RISE! Checking his reflection in the mirror one last time, he could not help but admire how well his blond hair fell down in his face, tapering along his strong jaw line, how color coordinated his outfit was. He was dressed as a king.
How fitting.
Originally, he had set the party to be a black tie affair but decided that since it was Halloween, it’d be more festive if the guests dressed up. He did not quite care if they complied to this standard or not, nothing was going to keep him from dressing up like a king, glorious in his long purple velvet robe and medieval suit underneath.
If needed, he planned to talk in a British accent the whole night.
But that would only be if he felt the need to truly complete his kingly ensemble, but what more could he truly need to make it so believable? He was, after all, Roman. That in its self made his costume complete before he could even put it on. He flashed a smile at the mirror, still marveling in his reflection. It made his heart swell to see how good he was looking, how flawlessly he pulled off the look.
Turning to the maid who had been helping him get ready, he opened his arms and asked,
Don’t I look amazing?
The maid merely averted her eyes from his gaze and rubbed her foot into the plush carpet, her ears turning a bright red when he laughed at her and walked off. To be a maid of Roman was a tough job, so demanding, so self loving that he often times forgot to even pay them.
Checking his watch it pleased him to see that he was right on time, now it was up to his wonderful guests to get there on time… or not.
Exiting his room and ambling his way down the grand staircase and into the ballroom and hallway he looked around, once more he was pleased to see that all decorations were in place and music was booming from an unknown source, creepy organ music sometimes switching to the quick beats of rap and pop music, but the mix contained mostly typical Halloween music.
Looking at his watch once more he tapped his foot impatiently, the guests should have already started arriving.
Where the hell were they?
o.392
notes;; AND LET THE PARTAY BEGIN  just let your selves in, lawl
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Post by Clarissa D'Artigo on Oct 21, 2009 15:44:39 GMT -5
clarissa d'artigo
xxx come on, let's kick it, let's all get wicked
xxxxx put your hands in the sky for a one-way ticket Clarissa pursed her lips in front of the small mirror she held, grinning at herself. She applied just the tiniest bit of lip gloss to her already fully, red lips and flicked the mirror in the backseat of her blue Chrysler Crossfire. Her sister, Angel sat next to her glaring out the front window. Clary frowned at Angel and almost said a biting comment but held her tongue. She was going to have fun tonight and if her older sister wanted to sit in a corner all night, Clary wasn't going to stop her. But the hell if she was going to let her sit home the whole night.
They both received an invite.
So, they both went.
Clarissa pulled up near the house and stopped her car, music cutting off abruptly. She looked at her sister with perfectly made up eyes. Try to enjoy yourself, Ang, She noticed the stiffness in Angel's back and shoulders, her unwillingness to look at her and felt disgusted.
Both of her sisters needed to loosen the fuck up.
Clarissa found herself out of the car and slamming the door before she could get a grip on her silly anger.
She didn't look back as she strode up to the house that she had been in too many times to count. She threw her whip casually over her shoulder and let herself in, feeling a sense of deja vu that she grinned ruefully at. She whistled low and spun in slow circle, taking in the house in a few glances.
Impressive.
Clarissa licked her lips and looked over at the lone figure she saw, smirking. She wiggled her fingers at Roman in greeting and flashed a provocative smile. She sensed her sister come in after her and felt the small gust of air she made as she stopped beside her. Clary shifted her attention, looking up at her sister's disapproving look.
Clary rolled her eyes.
xx o.314 words xxact o n e - finished staring clarissa d'artigo character, post, colors & format copyright to candi; lyrics copyright their rightful owners; steal and I’ll rip your tongue out and make you eat it. x3 clarissa cracks me up. yes, she is catwoman. -facepalm- xDDD click
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Post by `` charlotte grave on Oct 24, 2009 16:26:29 GMT -5
coming with charlotte later <3
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Post by {{DAIJIRO on Oct 25, 2009 13:05:43 GMT -5
daijiro coming after charlotte <3
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Post by RUNE AND ROMAN on Nov 2, 2009 18:07:27 GMT -5
WELL THIS WAS SUCCESSFUL.
NOT.
CLOSED.
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