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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 5, 2007 21:37:45 GMT
Bored. I was always bored. I sigh walking down the hall, past the trophy room, eyes on my feet, hearing my shoes click against the hard floor. "One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four." I mutter quietly counting the steps I took, keeping my eyes on my feet. Decided to switch it up a bit, I put one foot in front of the other, heel to toe, continuing to walk down the hall, putting one foot in front of my other one. I laugh softly making sure not to fall over. Madeline Jane Marie you are one sad women.
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 5, 2007 22:31:10 GMT
I walk into the trophy room, looking for some quiet, and am brought up short by the sight of some girl methodically pacing back and forth. "Oh... um... are you okay?" I ask quickly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 7, 2007 1:29:30 GMT
I look up, spotting a Hufflepuff boy lookly oddly at me. I laugh, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear,"Yeah, I'm okay. Bored is all. Sorry, didn't take my meds this morning." I smile,"I'm Maddie."
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 7, 2007 22:10:21 GMT
I nod. "Chance," I say, stilll looking at her oddly. Then I crack a grin. "And did you mean that literally?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 8, 2007 1:03:03 GMT
"Nice name, and yes." I laugh,"Haven't taken my meds in two days which is probably not the best idea." I grin,"So Hufflepuff, what year?"
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 8, 2007 15:29:44 GMT
"Sixth," I say. "And no, probably not." I nearly ask for her name before I remember she already said it. Right... Maddie. Maddie the mad gryffie.... "Ah... yourself?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 8, 2007 15:31:49 GMT
I nod,"Yeah, I'll get around to taking them soon." I grin."Seventh year. Last year here, shame really."
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 8, 2007 15:36:47 GMT
I twitch a smile, then remember I'm supposed to reply. But how do you reply to that? Yep? I guess? So... you like it here then? I shrug. "So you like it here then?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 8, 2007 15:52:45 GMT
"Love it here, been my home since I was ten years old." I smile,"Don't really know what I'm gonna do when I leave."
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 9, 2007 1:57:55 GMT
"Literally or no?" I ask, then hesitate. Should I say something else? I shrug.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 9, 2007 2:07:47 GMT
"Well I'm gonna be a mum." I say somewhat bitterly.
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 9, 2007 2:09:46 GMT
"Ah..." I say. "Yeah, that's happening a lot." I hesitate slightly. "Not too happy about it though?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 9, 2007 11:59:14 GMT
"Fuck no." I mutter absently kicking the floor."I'm gonna be a horrible mum."
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 9, 2007 14:26:02 GMT
I nod, not sure what to say to that beyond hollow, generalized reassurances. "Terrible mum," I agree under my breath, figuring that maybe my knack for arguing with whatever anyone tells me might not be such a unique trait after all. "You'll drop the kid on its head, forget to feed it... hate it for existing," I nod. If she agrees with you, you just fucked someone up. Nice going.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 9, 2007 14:36:11 GMT
"Fuck yeah." I nod,"That's what's gonna happen alright, and his first word is gonna be fuck."
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 9, 2007 14:45:06 GMT
I nod. "He'll be a delinquent... start smoking at five... arrested by ten." Okay... how do I get out of this?
((And wtf is this not-having-the-baby-anymore thing?! Or are we mortals not supposed to know yet?))
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 9, 2007 15:11:08 GMT
"Oh no, if his dad can't smoke no way in hell can he." I mutter,"and we're guessing he'll be arrested mutilple times by the age of 15, not ten."
{you mortals aren't suppose to know...hell the father doesn't even know}
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 9, 2007 15:14:21 GMT
I sigh. "Well, this backfired." You were supposed to argue back. dammit.
((Not cool... are you going to bring it back? Make everything okay again? 'Cause this is getting fucked.... Lol... not to tell you what you can and can't do with your character or anything.))
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 9, 2007 15:20:43 GMT
"Yeah, sorry." I mumble,"Just..freaked out."
{tell andy to stop fucking with us then. his fault this happened}
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 9, 2007 15:29:01 GMT
"I guess..." I mutter. "But hey... chances are it's not that bad," I shrug. "Sorry I'm so bad at reassurances. Also don't know you...." I shrug again. "But I'm sure it's not that bad."
((Oh, you both do.... Screwy people, disappointing all your fans. And I know you like to mess with them, but some things just don't seem like they would work, character wise.... Lol... too opinionated.))
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 9, 2007 15:35:35 GMT
"Well as long as I have Ian, the boyfriend, I'll be okay." I smile weakly,"Thanks for trying Chance."
{haha we have fans? character wise? like what? i want to know!}
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 9, 2007 15:42:54 GMT
I nod and shrug. "No problem... and yeah, at least you have someone there, that's good."
((Hell yeah... you're like an addictive soap or something... but much better writing. *shrug* I dunno... I read something about plans to have Maddie and Rowan sleep together... it's a nice way to screw stuff up, but it's hard to see them actually doing it. I mean, it depends on how you lead up to it, of course... maybe I just don't like how screwy things would get, I dunno. And Ian shouldn't be so whorish. I can see him kissing Angel, but if he'd slept with her... I just don't think he'd do that.)) ((Lol... opinionated....))
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 9, 2007 17:48:50 GMT
"Yeah, that's my Ian." I smile weakly.
{yeah but darren and i will find a way! lol. I know! I keep telling Andy to stop making Ian such a whore. I can't beilived he kissed her though...grr.}
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 10, 2007 18:06:08 GMT
I nod again, having no reply to that, and wait to see if she wants to vent some more or something. ((Oh, I can believe it... he should be severely slapped but I believe it. It's sleeping with Kathryn Vaughn - I think he did that, didn't he? - that just doesn't seem plausible based on what I know of his character. And Maddie, no offense, has lost her frickin' mind. She is so being imperiused or confunded or something right now, because that's just... craziness. Anyway....))
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 10, 2007 23:06:21 GMT
"So, do you have anyone that keeps you going? Family or something?" [ooc-yes and yes. That manwhore. haha i know. it's also partly cos she's bipolar and hasnt been taking her pills lately. and she's losing her faith so she's slipping into the dark side aka going back to the dark lord, sleeping with logan...]
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 11, 2007 13:53:49 GMT
"I... um... yeah," I say, slightly thrown by the question about me. It is so much more comfortable being answered than asked.I shrug. "Two sisters and my mum... a couple crazy friends. What about you? Besides the kid and, um, Ian?" That was the guy's name, right?((Ah... literally nuts... more or less. I think we can all safely say this is the most screwed up they've been. Stupid manwhore... all his fault. ))
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 11, 2007 21:57:07 GMT
"Wish I had sisters, or any siblings really. Only child, parent's and rest of the family was murdered, all I have left is a few cousins, five at the least are still alive."
[Yeah fucking nuts well it's not all Ian's fault...]
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 12, 2007 14:04:09 GMT
I twist my mouth in sympathy. "Sorry... are you pretty close to your cousins, though?"
((Eh, who cares, let's blame it on him anyway.))
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 13, 2007 0:22:58 GMT
"Fuck yeah." I grin"They're like my brothers."
[haha okay.]
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 13, 2007 1:46:38 GMT
I shrug. "That's good then." I shake my head. "Wish I had some brothers instead of being surrounded by girls... no offense."
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