Love isn’t Real

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Originally Posted by Celestial

We shall begin now!

Aspen looked dead on at the shelves of books in front of her. She placed a finger tenderly on one of the spines and wiped away the dust from being on the top shelf so long. She was standing in the clearance isle of a book store. The store clerk had asked her where her husband/boyfriend was and she had only laughed, he's at home... than walked away from him. She was tired of lying like that and trying her hardest to make it look real, but in this plastic society it was hard to bleed into the background like she was useless. There seemed to be so much more without the burden of someone else who supposedly loved her. She plucked the book from between the others and dusted it off with a single swipe from her palm. Than read the title aloud, "love isn't real. A theory" she smirked and slipped the book underneath her arm and than put her jacket on. Surely this book could almost act like a bible to the gang, not almost it pretty much was. Yet there was few left in the world and most had been burned. The author was unnamed because it was illegal to really oppose the idea of love, and yet they executed them in solitary confinement. For there had been a time when people thought it was unfair that others were happy and they weren't. So the goverment came up with a plan. And now it poisoned the rest of the world. Aspen quickly slipped passed the clerk unnoticed and than out the door with a huff. Finally. It had taken 6 hours of her day to go deep into the archives to find the book, deep deep deep in the back of the library with old newspapers from 2017. That was a year she wished she could have lived in, The past. Soon it would be 9:30 and the gang would meet up in the... 'Place' a place underground and hidden away from prying eyes, where they could plot their murders and get away with frame work. She hopped into her suv.15 unit and pressed her finger into the key hold. And off she went.

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Originally Posted by .:Blue Wishes:.

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Tord’s eyes scanned the area he was standing in. He wasn’t exactly currently, as he was one of the few unlucky people that had gotten stuck with an abusive lover. That guy, well, Tord shuddered just thinking about him. It was clear to see the bruises that lined his body, as well as some bite marks that he had gotten from...other things. That guy, he had seemed so wonderful at the beginning, and now he figured out he had made the wrong decision. At that time, he had turned to the gang, and while he couldn’t escape the bruises or fights with his “Lover” he could kill others. That was his only release to be honest, getting out his anger on people who had everything, while he was dealing with absolutely nothing. However, for the time being, the gang didn’t know he had a lover. He had lied and said he was alone, with no lover. That was much better, and he managed to keep off suspicion by saying that he got into a lot of alley fights, he swore that the truth would come out soon. Messing with the strings of his black hoodie, he stared through the rain that was currently dominating the streets. The small man flinched back as a puddle fell over him, a small growl escaping his throat before he sighed. He couldn’t get ticked off over something as small as this. He had worse things to be angry over. Shoving his hands in his pockets, he pushed himself across the street, keeping his eyes on the ground as he walked.

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Steam curled from Amelia's mouth as her hot breath hit the cold air, mixed with smoke from a cigarette. The glowing embers from the recently lit yellow and white drug went out as a raindrop suddenly hit it. Amelia grumbled, pulling it out and crushing it under her heel, turning to head back into the police station. She hesitated, looking over towards one of the darkened alleyways, a brief thought flashing across her mind- what if she joined the gang? Amelia shook her head with a scoff, shutting the door behind her. Of course, joining them would mean ultimate safety for her and her child, but she wasn't going to willingly kill innocents just because they were... happy. Amelia's mouth curled up in a sneer at the thought that love had to equal happiness- they lived in a poisoned society. There was only one difference between Amelia Barrows and the infamous gang that roamed the streets; they were willing to kill innocents for their cause, and Amelia was not. She slid into her office chair, shaking out her hair before turning on her laptop. With a few clicks of her mouse, she was back to reading the recent files based around the killings. She knew of the gang- they had approached her, wanting her to join them. She kept quiet about them, not letting anyone know of their existence- not until she could finally make her decision. "Wouldn't it be nice if I could just say yes?" She muttered under her breath, clicking out of the files and running a hand through her blonde hair, leaning back in her seat and staring at the ceiling.

After a few moments, Amelia sat up and shook her head, looking over at the clock. Her shift was almost over, and soon she could go back home to her little apartment located Downtown in an area thick with crime and poverty, to her little six-year-old kid, who was babysat by the kind little old lady living next door. Amelia stretched out, grabbing her bag and swinging it over her shoulder in one fluid motion, standing back up and turning to the door. She watched the clock, fingers crossed that the phone wouldn't ring; one minute until she could leave-

Riiiiiiing. Riiiiiiing.

Amelia's eyes narrowed in frustration and the female picked up the phone. "Hello?" She tapped the table with her hand, listening to the heavy, pained breathing on the other end. "This is the [city] police, how may I help you? Hello?" Her eyes widened as they began to speak, the voice frighteningly familiar; it was Rose's babysitter, Mrs. Nelson. She couldn't speak, couldn't force the words through her throat as she listened to the painful words; a robber had come in and shot Rose and Mrs. Nelson before realizing that they were just a little kid and an old lady. The man had fled without Mrs. Nelson seeing their face clearly- and Rose, her precious flower Rose was already dead. She let out a choked sob, realizing the tears were running down her face already. She was numb to the world, which spun around her in a whirl of despair and terror as the phone dropped to the floor, the woman on the other end having gone silent after a few more desperate breaths. Cold and in shock, Amelia turned to the door, already dialing the number of the man who had invited her to join them. "Hello," She rasped, her fingers tight against the phone. "I... would like to join you. I'll meet you outside the police station." With that, she hung up and walked outside, sitting down on the bench and burying her face into her hands. Already police sirens began wailing, shooting past her in the direction of the apartment.

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Eric put his coat on as he walked out of the stage door. He looked around, his icy blue eyes like lasers as he scan the street. Seeing no one of concern, he started walking down the street. He kept his head to shield his eyes from the rain as they droplets got heavier. He didn't need to see where he was going. He feet had a mind of their own by now. He had walked this path so many times, it was unnecessary to look for the signs and weave his way between strangers. It was all routine.

He saw a pair of worn through, grey boots and knew they were Mr. Karlson's feet on his way home to his wife and two kids. A few blocks farther was Sara Burdette's two inch heels on her way home to her fiancé, Charlie. A small girl bumped into him minutes later. "Excuse me, Mr. Chandler," Mary said and continued on. The actor only smiled and put one foot in front of the other until he reached an alley. No need to check for any signs. That was where he needed to be. So he went.

Five minutes later, he entered a large, rather cold room. He weaved through the people who had already arrived and chose a chair in the corner where he took off his coat and laid it across the back of the chair. He sat down and watched the other members.

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Originally Posted by kitten~

Steam curled from Amelia's mouth as her hot breath hit the cold air, mixed with smoke from a cigarette. The glowing embers from the recently lit yellow and white drug went out as a raindrop suddenly hit it. Amelia grumbled, pulling it out and crushing it under her heel, turning to head back into the police station. She hesitated, looking over towards one of the darkened alleyways, a brief thought flashing across her mind- what if she joined the gang? Amelia shook her head with a scoff, shutting the door behind her. Of course, joining them would mean ultimate safety for her and her child, but she wasn't going to willingly kill innocents just because they were... happy. Amelia's mouth curled up in a sneer at the thought that love had to equal happiness- they lived in a poisoned society. There was only one difference between Amelia Barrows and the infamous gang that roamed the streets; they were willing to kill innocents for their cause, and Amelia was not. She slid into her office chair, shaking out her hair before turning on her laptop. With a few clicks of her mouse, she was back to reading the recent files based around the killings. She knew of the gang- they had approached her, wanting her to join them. She kept quiet about them, not letting anyone know of their existence- not until she could finally make her decision. "Wouldn't it be nice if I could just say yes?" She muttered under her breath, clicking out of the files and running a hand through her blonde hair, leaning back in her seat and staring at the ceiling.

After a few moments, Amelia sat up and shook her head, looking over at the clock. Her shift was almost over, and soon she could go back home to her little apartment located Downtown in an area thick with crime and poverty, to her little six-year-old kid, who was babysat by the kind little old lady living next door. Amelia stretched out, grabbing her bag and swinging it over her shoulder in one fluid motion, standing back up and turning to the door. She watched the clock, fingers crossed that the phone wouldn't ring; one minute until she could leave-

Riiiiiiing. Riiiiiiing.

Amelia's eyes narrowed in frustration and the female picked up the phone. "Hello?" She tapped the table with her hand, listening to the heavy, pained breathing on the other end. "This is the [city] police, how may I help you? Hello?" Her eyes widened as they began to speak, the voice frighteningly familiar; it was Rose's babysitter, Mrs. Nelson. She couldn't speak, couldn't force the words through her throat as she listened to the painful words; a robber had come in and shot Rose and Mrs. Nelson before realizing that they were just a little kid and an old lady. The man had fled without Mrs. Nelson seeing their face clearly- and Rose, her precious flower Rose was already dead. She let out a choked sob, realizing the tears were running down her face already. She was numb to the world, which spun around her in a whirl of despair and terror as the phone dropped to the floor, the woman on the other end having gone silent after a few more desperate breaths. Cold and in shock, Amelia turned to the door, already dialing the number of the man who had invited her to join them. "Hello," She rasped, her fingers tight against the phone. "I... would like to join you. I'll meet you outside the police station." With that, she hung up and walked outside, sitting down on the bench and burying her face into her hands. Already police sirens began wailing, shooting past her in the direction of the apartment.

Originally Posted by .:Blue Wishes:.

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Aaron's black corvet screeched up the street a moment later pulling up toward tord sending a wave of water cascading onto the side walk just next to tord, barely missing him. The door swung open with a quick motion. "GET IN" came a cold voice. Aaron sat laid back in his chair while Aspen was in the back with a grumpy expression and a book clutched in her pale hands. She stared at Tord through her bleeding makeup and huffed in anoyance. Aaron gestured to the passenger seat and shut his door again before lighting a cigarette. [ Assuming tord got in ] again than reveed the engine and sped off towards the police station. "You know that Amelia girl? Yeah I got a call two minutes ago" he said with a sigh of anoyance. "She seemed pretty annoyed. And I decided since I'm supposed to pick her up I might as well pick you up too. You have a way with angry people don't you?" he said with a laugh of amusement as he sped down the road. He finally reached the police station and screeched to a stop in his trusty car. Aspen opened th e back door and swung it open, she stared at Amelia for a moment. She gestured for her to come in than shrank back into the car quickly.

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

Bang! Bang! “ Nooooo!!!” Gunshots along with the smell of blood covered the man crying over the body of a little girl than... a loud booming sound came waking him up in a cold sweat. His eyes were wide and he was trying to regain his breath but mostly slient tears fell from his eyes. But almost immediately he regains himself and grabs his head a bit looking at the clock by him. He sighs softly “ .... Happy birthday. Little one.” He says with a sad smile at a picture of him, his wife, a beautiful Hispanic woman with long black hair and mixed eyes one green the other amber, and a little girl his daughter who looked more like her than him however she had his eyes.. Both were gone ... and he was alone.
After breakfast he began to get dressed in a black suit and began to fix his hair a bit making it look neat, he looked more like some maifa guard but he was really doing this for his daughter. He rarely dresses up since they passed away from his life. He drinks some coffee and begins to head out of his house however he stops in the hallway... looking at A room... it was pink with a bit of blue here and there and the floor was a fuzzy colorful carpet. On the bed was many small wolf dolls and wolf sheets and pillows just there... waiting for a little wolf to mess them up. He begins to walk into the room and sits down on the bed, grabbing one of the dolls. He smiles sadly to himself. He looks to the side to a blue and white baby cradle... his wife died while giving birth to his second child... a boy who was sadly.. a still born. He looks at his hands remembering... a fond playful memory.

“ what did I say about singing that hunger games song to her?” He said as he leans against the door smirking at his wife who was huffing playfully “ but she loves it mi amor. What else should a sing to her?” She asks stubbornly, her belly was swollen also as if she was about to pop any minute now but she rubs her belly lovingly as his daughter puffs her cheeks stubbornly. Like mother like daughter they always say. “ please! Just this one pretty please!” Sasuke sighs softly as he begins to walk towards them, kissing his wife on the head as he sits by his daughter who was still huffing and puffing playfully. “ fine but just this once and we’ll find you a better more child friendly song” He says defeated and they playfully cheer happily because of this. ...

He begins to hum a bit and soon begins to sing in a soft husky voice all by himself

“ Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
They strung up a man
They say who murdered three
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where dead man called out
For his love to flee
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where I told you to run
So we'd both be free
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Wear a necklace of hope
Side by side with me
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where I told you to run
So we'd both be free
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where they strung up a man
They say who murdered three
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where dead man called out
For his love to flee
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree......” he trails off when he finished and begins to press his head against the doll. “ .... I miss you guys... mi amors.. “ he says in a broken voice as ... slient tears fell down onto the doll... his daughter held dear.

( is this good enough?)

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Originally Posted by Celestial

Aaron's black corvet screeched up the street a moment later pulling up toward tord sending a wave of water cascading onto the side walk just next to tord, barely missing him. The door swung open with a quick motion. "GET IN" came a cold voice. Aaron sat laid back in his chair while Aspen was in the back with a grumpy expression and a book clutched in her pale hands. She stared at Tord through her bleeding makeup and huffed in anoyance. Aaron gestured to the passenger seat and shut his door again before lighting a cigarette. [ Assuming tord got in ] again than reveed the engine and sped off towards the police station. "You know that Amelia girl? Yeah I got a call two minutes ago" he said with a sigh of anoyance. "She seemed pretty annoyed. And I decided since I'm supposed to pick her up I might as well pick you up too. You have a way with angry people don't you?" he said with a laugh of amusement as he sped down the road. He finally reached the police station and screeched to a stop in his trusty car. Aspen opened th e back door and swung it open, she stared at Amelia for a moment. She gestured for her to come in than shrank back into the car quickly.

Amelia got in, silent and cold like the clouds in the sky just waiting to begin pouring snow, hail, and sleet onto the streets. Her blue eyes seemed gray, stormy and full of a disturbing look of anger. Without even speaking, it was painfully obvious that she would not tolerate being spoken to. And then, her mouth formed the word, right as she slammed the door shut behind her. "Go." She looked out the window, the police woman's gaze one of utter hatred as she looked right at a family passing by the car- appearing happy, tranquil. Her bloodshot eyes studied the face of the man, memorizing his features quickly before looking over at the mother and the child. One parent would die, one of these days; leaving behind another to care for a child. But the evidence would point to the remaining parent, be it mother or father, and the child would be alone. Abandoned. Forgotten. For a moment, it seemed as if the little girl skipping alongside her parents was Rose, her face slightly blurred by the rain- but it vanished as soon as Amelia blinked.

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

After a while, he begins to head out of his house and looks up at the clouded sky. He breathes out softly as he begins to pull out a box of cigarettes, opening it. He pulls one out and puts it on his mouth as he puts the box back in his pocket. He pulls out a lighter and lights it breathing in as he did. He blows out some smoke and begins to walk down the sidewalk.
Eventually he was passing by a police station, he walks by the car passing by the happy family smiling to himself at the memories of his former happy life. He soon turns to see Amelia and the rest. He smiles kindly at them and waves a bit as he continues walking... he knew full well what they were. Gang members desperate to prove their worth or just trying to cover up scars with anger and violence. Haters of love and non believers hidden within normal crowds covering in a rope of lies and pure agony of the past. He eventually stops in front of a toy store and looks up breathing out some smoke again as he laughs softly
“ to think I was just like them....” he says to himself as he tosses his cigarette to the ground and begins to stomp on it

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Originally Posted by Celestial

Aaron's black corvet screeched up the street a moment later pulling up toward tord sending a wave of water cascading onto the side walk just next to tord, barely missing him. The door swung open with a quick motion. "GET IN" came a cold voice. Aaron sat laid back in his chair while Aspen was in the back with a grumpy expression and a book clutched in her pale hands. She stared at Tord through her bleeding makeup and huffed in anoyance. Aaron gestured to the passenger seat and shut his door again before lighting a cigarette. [ Assuming tord got in ] again than reveed the engine and sped off towards the police station. "You know that Amelia girl? Yeah I got a call two minutes ago" he said with a sigh of anoyance. "She seemed pretty annoyed. And I decided since I'm supposed to pick her up I might as well pick you up too. You have a way with angry people don't you?" he said with a laugh of amusement as he sped down the road. He finally reached the police station and screeched to a stop in his trusty car. Aspen opened th e back door and swung it open, she stared at Amelia for a moment. She gestured for her to come in than shrank back into the car quickly.

Tord had been in shock for the first few moments, it wasn’t exactly every day someone just drove up to him and stopped. Scratch that, it wasn’t exactly normal for him to be pulled into a car by two other people. Hitchhiking worked sometimes, but not very often. As he got into the car, he became aware of Aaron and Aspen, the shock now fading away. As he listened to Aaron, he realized where they were going. “The police station?” He said abruptly. “Call or not, don’t you realize she might be a spy?” He lashed out, his accent thicker than normal, since a bit of anxiety was kicking in. He flinched as Aaron talked about him having a way with angry people, because it just make himself feel even worse. As Amelia got in the car, he silenced himself, “Calm yourself,” he said coldly, glancing back at Amelia for a second, before looking forward again, dead silent. He was unsure of what to say, but he knew that he didn’t want to talk to this new woman right now, rubbing a huge bruise on his hand, keeping his eyes averted to the window.

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"You try calming yourself if you learned your daughter was dead." Amelia muttered under her breath, before falling silent and glancing back out the window. Her eyes landed on Sasuke as he passed by, faintly curious to see a fairly handsome man walking by himself down the street- an uncommon sight in a world like this.

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

Originally Posted by kitten~

"You try calming yourself if you learned your daughter was dead." Amelia muttered under her breath, before falling silent and glancing back out the window. Her eyes landed on Sasuke as he passed by, faintly curious to see a fairly handsome man walking by himself down the street- an uncommon sight in a world like this.

After a while in the store and constant ignoring of nosy people, he begins to head outside with a bag in his hand until he got a message on his phone. He reads it and sighs softly seems like a friend of his who works at a bar just remembered that his wife’s birthday is today and he had to work tonight so he was practically begging for Sasuke to take his place. He sends his reply which was sure and begins to look around for a taxi holding his hand up whenever any passed by but to his luck none came. He rubs the back of his neck and begins to think a bit as he kept holding up his hand hoping a taxi will come.