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Post by CHEYENNE on Feb 13, 2012 17:10:37 GMT -5
Please read your letter carefully to make sure you are posting in the correct location!
Also, READ THE OOC NOTES to see if you are supposed to post first or wait for your partner.
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Post by jay on Feb 15, 2012 18:53:15 GMT -5
Valentine’s Day was just another day that was used by corporate America to take money from people who believed in the idea of love. Abram never really cared about it because he was always so wrapped up in the idea of training. Abe always involved himself with training, the connection of his pokemon instead of relating to other trainers. The solitary life of Pokemon was exactly that, it was strange for Pokemon trainers or even coordinators to travel in packs; normally the pokemon in their party became their best friends. As he walked into Donovan Museum, Abram smiled and tugged on his bright red scarf looking to see if he could find his date.
ooc - so sorry, i've been busy with school and work these past few days.
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Post by ⋆Lady☼Rebellion on Feb 15, 2012 20:37:39 GMT -5
Donovan Museum. Sophie had only been to a museum twice in her life, and those two times she found it tortuously boring. She couldn't understand why they had decided to set her up a date in one. Why couldn't they have given her something more exciting to do, like extreme sports or high-strung concerts with mosh pits? On the other hand, there wasn't any way for the company to tell that she wanted some heart-racing adventure, the form had never asked her about her interests or personality. Oh well. After laying around in her hotel room yesterday and girlishly bragging to her Pokémon about how she had a date with a cute girl, she was in no position to complain. If her date liked museums, then so be it, she would slap on a happy face and try to enjoy as best she could. Besides, how could she possibly slump into a bored depression if she was going to be set with the arm candy that she had in mind~
Her heels click-click-clicked on the polished museum flooring as she entered the museum's lobby. Swinging her purse up from her arm and back to her shoulder, she calmed the urge to run around like a lipstick wearing, bespectacled puppy in search for a petite, scarf-wearing cutie. Speaking of scarves, after standing around for a moment and scanning the scene for her date, she finally found her red scarf.
Hmm. Well. That was....Disappointing to say the least. Instead of the adorable, hug-able dream date that she had pictured, there was a guy with a red scarf instead. She took a few more looks around to make sure that it just wasn't coincidence. No one else was wearing a scarf, so he must have been it. Once again, oh well. She wasn't nearly mean or picky enough to make a complaint or refuse to go on the date that she had been set up with. Hey, at least he wasn't some whale of a guy with a pizza face who would do nothing but school her on minecraft and dorfs.
With a deep breath to get herself ready, she walked up to Abe, taking a quick up-and-down closer look at him before asking her question. "Are you here for the blind date thing?"
((It's okay. At least you didn't leave me in the dust or something, right? XD))
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Post by jay on Feb 17, 2012 4:53:57 GMT -5
[style=height: 5px;] [/style][style=font-family: georgia; font-size: 40px; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -5px; color: 232D54; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 0px; line-height: 25px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left:1px; text-align: left;]tonight i wanna turn my head off AND LET THE MADNESS OUT CAN I GET THE GATES UP I FEEL IT COMING ROUND I'M IN A COLD WAR WITH MYSELF AND MY NERVES OH HURRY LIKE A HOUND DOG I'LL COCK MY HEAD JUST RIGHT AND COME OFF DYSFUNCTIONALLY IN LOVE - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Valentine’s Day was beautiful; the atmosphere within the museum was very breezy and filled with sophisticated couples looking at these fossils comparing them to others that they’ve seen before. This really made Abram feel out of his element, the male was a very avant-garde type of person and this was a little too intellectual for him. Not saying that Abe didn’t appreciate the fine arts, but his passion and love was for pokemon and the idea of perfecting his heart was very important to Abe.
In his hands, Abram had a tiny black box filled with red hearts and a simple plain silver ring. Being a coordinator, it wasn’t like Abe to not give something out that looks really amazing. Call him meterosexual, the tattooed white boy smiled as the girl asked him a question. ”Mmm yeah. I’m Abram. And this is for you.” giving the simple black jewelry box to the girl with a smile. ”I do enjoy the finer things in life but I’ve never come to this Museum before.” adding a little bit more with a final smile as he waited to see if anything or anyone would start their tour. Although Abram was straight, he was very picky when it came to whom he wanted and she just didn’t quite cut it. They could be friends and they could probably be friends, all Abram hoped was that she wasn’t extremely crude or clingy.
A very elegant female appeared with a smile, a petite brunette walked up to the both of them with a very bubbly persona surrounding her. ”Hi guys, I’m Bekah. I’ll be starting your tour off right now. Look to your left, head in and you guys can start your tour. Enjoy.” she finished pointing in the right direction for them to head in. Bekah headed back behind the desk and looked at the computer, doing this job for almost two years, it was a very typical Valentines day for her.
”Shall we?” he asked gesturing her forward.
ooc- what you talking about, abram is gorgeous. HE CAN BE GIRLY C:
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