MATTEO TAKAI
Student
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"...This is annoying..."
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Post by MATTEO TAKAI on Oct 2, 2012 15:47:01 GMT -5
[STYLE=width: 416px; background-color: #DADADA; border: 5px solid #a7a7a7; padding: 5px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 436px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 35px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -9px; letter-spacing: -4px; color: #a7a7a7]IF I COULD FALL INTO THE SKY[/style][STYLE=width: 436px; background-color: #a7a7a7; margin-top: -25px; font-family: Cordia New; font-size: 8px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; color: #ffffff]DO YOU THINK TIME WOULD PASS US BY?[/style][STYLE=width: 416px; background-color: #DADADA; border: 5px solid #a7a7a7; padding: 5px; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; color: #555555; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; height: 200px; overflow: auto;]Walking with eyes darkened by confusion Matteo wouldn't look up. For once there was too many thoughts going through his mind. What had he done? To cause Nero to keep following him around. After years he still wasn't used to him. It couldn't be this hard to just figure someone out but even then he didn't understand. How could things change so quickly? One moment being alone with only his brother then the next some guy stalking him like a lost puppy. Fingers brushed across his lips at first the male didn't know they were his. Raising the tonfa about to hit someone he only let it fall back down to his side again. "I'm losing it...what the hell is his problem?" A question to no one that he didn't even want a response to. Emotions were only a waste of time to him when he never stopped to understand it. People would be better off just leaving the black haired boy alone. 'Idiot...you are thinking about it. Even if you like him he is only going to use you.' Again the annoying inner voice that always seemed to cut in when it was needed. Violence had been his only way out before but even now it felt useless. The words he had been lectured with passed into his conflicting thoughts. All those times when he said he had no reason to care about the whole violence thing. His tonfa felt heavy in his hand like it didn't belong to him. Weapons had no life after all...but it didn't matter. 'Just go away..I don't care.' Gray eyes blinked away the confusion so no one would see it again. Keeping his weakness under control and well hidden was all that mattered. It looked like today was going to be a long day hopefully people would leave him alone. Unless they had a death wish. Which if they did Matteo would be sure to beat them down. Till someone stood up to him or tried to stop the boy's anger. A small quick step to avoid a person he just kept walking even when they said hi. Talking to others had never been something he wanted to do. Scenery around him just seemed to blur as he kept on walking. One step after the other with no real destination. All they did was keep going. To look for some sort of escape from those annoying thoughts. However even Matteo knew this place way too many people in it. A little bird landed in his hair as he blinked putting his hand up. Feeling the small nips at his hand he just sighed. "Of course...you have to land up there..always." Cute little animals and a park full of kids was it even worth it? Maybe he would be better off leaving and going back home. Then he would have to deal with lectures from his brother or his parents even. Unable to make up his mind the male just kept walking. What would be worse? Going home and dealing with them or ended up in a crowded place? That made even being bugged by Nero seem like a better idea. A little kid bumped into him falling to the ground. Matteo looked around to see if anyone was watching him as he leaned down in front of the child. Talking to the child for a few minutes before lifting them up and dusting off the kid's clothes. "Go play and be careful." Words he never said to anyone and a side he would never show to anyone. It had only been visible for a second then it was quickly gone. Now if anyone had seen that well Matteo had no care about it. And was not even ware of anyone being around him if they were at all.[/style][STYLE=width: 436px; background-color: #a7a7a7; margin-top: 3px; font-family: Cordia New; font-size: 6px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 3px; color: #ffffff]MADE BY KEROHOLIC BASED ON CRAYOLA'S TUT OF BTN![/style]
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Post by AKA GARENA on Oct 6, 2012 9:50:49 GMT -5
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HIDING MY BURNT HEART, I APPROACH YOU |
Sweet and terrible things may and may not happen for the mysterious life of a waitress, which they call as Aka Garena. Weird name yet it rings a bell which was undefined, yes? She did this intentionally, while blending with the crowd, her red hair and red eyes with the matching appeal and aura, while being a normal woman. Though she stands as mysterious as the others also, she still has been blending perfect and understanding the people on her own, finding many interest things. Speaking of these interest things, she did found a couple of scenes which didn’t bore her today while she works at Dolce.
With her shift done, she wraps her apron and bids goodbye with a sweet look. She didn’t look like a liar, practically normal and straightforward with her reaction. As she steps off the café, she sighs with a small frown, since she knows that she has to deal with other things later. She was slightly relieved too that no strange guys are picking her up at the end of her shift, noting that she did scold her siscon elder brother about it. Sometimes the family is pushing her too much pressure and she’s finding it hard to cope up with what she likes, and the so-called freedom of her liking.
Shoving these things aside, she blows her bands to the side also; a little boyish to the apt while she searches for something on her pocket. She wore a hat to match with her appearance while having the long white sleeves and a red vest with dark red pants, her shoes ebony black. As she walks firm out of the café, she meets the road and the streets, her mouth occupied by a sweet honey-flavored lollipop, that she has brought this morning. Aka had a stack of candy on her pockets and kept it safe first before someone else asks for more. When it comes to sweets, she isn’t really plan on sharing it.
Her eyes scanned the background while she passes through the park, her feet worked up but didn’t get tired. She can see the scenery and some kids, but somehow she blanks off when she sees them smiling. Some were even happier with their parents and some were crying. It took her some minutes to freeze there, wondering what it would have been like playing in a park. Oh right, mother never allowed me to play in a park… She finds it embarrassing, though her frown is slightly oblivious with all that red strands of hair that supports the lighting of her cheeks, her eyes being sleek about the background too. If only I played longer and convinced my parents, but why…? One time, she’s going to ask them what’s so wrong about the park.
She’s somehow glad that she’s free now and that she can do what she wants, unlike her childhood days. Imagine a brother who doesn’t let go off your hand, a couple of mysterious – looking guys while the parents only chatter about business and stuff which was sickening – she didn’t really appreciate that much but was practically thankful that they cared. Those kinds of things are killing her inside, but she didn’t think of it anymore.
The brunette was back to the real deal – more kids were at the park. She remained standing there stuck on deciding if she should approach them, but thought that a big girl like her would be found embarrassing playing with other children, or stand there and then continue watching until she gets bored to death. That broke when she found someone else – a guy practically near her age or a student with the features, helping out a kid but with a dangerous approach. She blinked to that and even went closer to make sure it was real.
Being the naïve red head, Aka suddenly asked after savoring the scene. “Mm? What’s a big kid doing at the park?” [/b] She didn’t mean to intrude but she was just curious, since she only had the logic that only young people are allowed to play on such kid’s place.[/blockquote][/size] [/td][/tr][tr][td][style=width:100px;height:100px;text-align:left;border:5 px solid brown;padding:3px 3px 3px 3px;color:white;margin-top:-400px;margin-bottom:300px;margin-left:15px;z-index:4;position:relative;] [/div] [/td][/tr][tr][td][cs=2] I now set up a trap to capture your captivated heart AND THEN I CAPTURE YOU. WORDS 687 TAG matteo MUSIC n/a NOTES mind her stupidity, she’s a caged princess when she was young TEMPLATE gannello [/td][/tr][/table]
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MATTEO TAKAI
Student
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"...This is annoying..."
Posts: 15
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Post by MATTEO TAKAI on Oct 6, 2012 13:07:22 GMT -5
[STYLE=width: 416px; background-color: #DADADA; border: 5px solid #a7a7a7; padding: 5px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 436px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 35px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -9px; letter-spacing: -4px; color: #a7a7a7]IF I COULD FALL INTO THE SKY[/style][STYLE=width: 436px; background-color: #a7a7a7; margin-top: -25px; font-family: Cordia New; font-size: 8px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; color: #ffffff]DO YOU THINK TIME WOULD PASS US BY?[/style][STYLE=width: 416px; background-color: #DADADA; border: 5px solid #a7a7a7; padding: 5px; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; color: #555555; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; height: 200px; overflow: auto;]He tried his best to keep his annoyance hidden. From personal experience he knew kids could pick up on almost anything. Sometimes even to the point of where they took it against them. Matteo had no plans to upset the children, if no one he knew was around he might play with them. Feeling the child's hand slip into his and just squeeze it. A cute little pout crossed the child's face. "Please play with us mister!" This wasn't a good place for him. Not only did it have to do with how he was surrounded by people. But he had a reputation to hold onto. "..Fine. Just for a little..I have work to do." Kids or cute little animals the two things that break through Matteo's mask for a moment. The park had so many different groups of people in it. To him it felt like school with those annoying cliques. Before he had been in the school he thought about making friends. The second he stepped through the doors he just slipped back to hiding behind the mask. Keeping his emotions tied down to never let anyone get close. A loner was better then getting wrapped up in the social pyramid created by that school. He suddenly felt a shiver go up his spine. However the presence behind him didn't seem threatening. Masks hiding true meanings were always a good weapon to have. Looking towards the sound of the voice with caution he couldn't help gripping at the tonfa. While he would not hit someone unless they gave him a reason he felt off around this person. "I'm...just trying to pass the time. " His tone sounded harsh even to him when he spoke again. Probably because he tried to hide that he was playing with kids. Running a hand through his black hair trying to relax. So much for just being able to do something suddenly out of character. He opened his mouth then closed it again looking over the red-head. What did she want? Was she just too nervous to ask about it? "Well did you want something?" He stopped talking to leave her room to do so. Though even now he found it hard to bite back his aggression. Kids didn't need to see that let them stay oblivious to the outside world a little longer. At least that was how he saw it. Even before this control had never been an easy subject with Matteo Takai. The rage from having Nero do that to him still remained. He would work on getting rid of it later. So far she would be the lucky one he hadn't suddenly snapped at.[/style][STYLE=width: 436px; background-color: #a7a7a7; margin-top: 3px; font-family: Cordia New; font-size: 6px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 3px; color: #ffffff]MADE BY KEROHOLIC BASED ON CRAYOLA'S TUT OF BTN![/style]
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Post by AKA GARENA on Oct 6, 2012 14:15:10 GMT -5
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HIDING MY BURNT HEART, I APPROACH YOU |
Aka found it really odd to find someone at her age on the park, surrounded by kids and the others that were for toddlers. Though she thinks of it this way, she was still curious. What would be that feeling that makes you want to play at the sand? Something like that appeared right before her, her head thinking on little ways to entertain herself. She was raised too mature her mind setting is for business, but she didn’t realize that her childhood was way deprived from her. She swings like a boss most of the time with a matching crossdressed attire and acted all nifty but when she was asked of her childhood, she gets angered. Why? Because she was jealous of the kids… who can actually play at the park and would be mindless of what they have to do for the future yet.
Sometimes she wanted to roll back to the past and their time, where she was sweet and young and innocent of all what could happen. She wishes that she can change the hands of her guardians and let it hold to something else instead, wondering what would have happened if she turned the tables that way. Even one day would do, so as she can see the difference of her today and what she had been back that time. With these in mind, she returned to reality while she stares at the male with a mere normal expression. Her eyes took some time to scan for awhile on the male who appeared to be rather a strict – looking person, with the tone of his voice and the uniform.
She answered respectively towards him, shaking her head normal while she places her hands on her back. “Nah, not really. I just passed by too, so bored from work.” [/b] She got that tangy smile on her face a little but then sighed because she cannot keep it up. The brunette continued to look at him secretly to see if he’s a dangerous and sadistic type of being, one that she’d encounter normal back on her peers and the rivalry, or something that just acted way too cool but out of the picture. She poses little to confirm, and then got the idea out of the bag. Either way, she shrugged to it mentally and showed fancy a little. ”Looks like the kids love you, are you regularly here to pass time?”[/b] she asked with a certain questioning tone, finding it a peak of her interest before she gets home. Besides, she still has a lot of time in her hands, and she cares not if she’ll get some scolding later on. She didn’t think of negatives to begin with. Surely if the male before him says ‘yes’, she’ll be jealous. Work sometimes eats up her rear time, but it’s for her own keep and for her well – being, so she thought that she can stand on her own and prove some things. The brunette waited for his answer, need not to do something freaky unless if it gets to bore her.[/blockquote][/size] [/td][/tr][tr][td][style=width:100px;height:100px;text-align:left;border:5 px solid brown;padding:3px 3px 3px 3px;color:white;margin-top:-400px;margin-bottom:300px;margin-left:15px;z-index:4;position:relative;] [/div] [/td][/tr][tr][td][cs=2] I now set up a trap to capture your captivated heart AND THEN I CAPTURE YOU. WORDS 516 TAG matteo MUSIC n/a NOTES 8U she unintentionally asked to play >< TEMPLATE gannello [/td][/tr][/table]
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MATTEO TAKAI
Student
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"...This is annoying..."
Posts: 15
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Post by MATTEO TAKAI on Oct 6, 2012 16:20:17 GMT -5
[STYLE=width: 416px; background-color: #DADADA; border: 5px solid #a7a7a7; padding: 5px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 436px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 35px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -9px; letter-spacing: -4px; color: #a7a7a7]IF I COULD FALL INTO THE SKY[/style][STYLE=width: 436px; background-color: #a7a7a7; margin-top: -25px; font-family: Cordia New; font-size: 8px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; color: #ffffff]DO YOU THINK TIME WOULD PASS US BY?[/style][STYLE=width: 416px; background-color: #DADADA; border: 5px solid #a7a7a7; padding: 5px; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; color: #555555; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; height: 200px; overflow: auto;]This happened to be why he avoided people. Why did they have to judge people before even understanding. Matteo couldn't say he was any better but that didn't mean he liked it. He could feel the kids tugging at his clothes trying to get his attention. He sighed, really wondering what this girl wanted right about now. She shows up and questions why he wanted to play with little kids. Matteo's whole childhood had been studying and doing nothing else. He tried to work with what he could. Jealous bugged him sometimes when he watched the kids play. Which is why Matteo took some time out of his busy schedule to play a game or two. Not that it had been the original plan coming here. He turned looking at her again sighing as he waited. She had to give him something to work with or he would just keep guessing. Maybe even walk away to play with the children like he promised. Before they got impatient or bored since he had promised. Teens usually hated to go back into the past and become kids again. If only he could figure out what was going on. Something really had to be off with this person he couldn't put his finger on it. "You Just...oh you were only passing through hm?" Not even now would he let his facade or fake face drop. Being around kids changed nothing about who he was. It only gave him a moment to relax and figure out something else. The question of where this person worked was not something he felt like asking. Nor would be bother with it. However he couldn't help the curiosity and wanting to know. His hand went into his pocket wanting to pick at the knife. Just get this girl to leave him alone but he couldn't do that in front of kids. If they wanted to keep them innocent then they would have be at least slightly shielded. "You could say they do. I suppose...I do stop by from time to time." That did not really voice how much time he spent here. But who really needed to know that as it was. "Why don't you join us then? If you are so bored?" He sighed and wondered why he even bothered to ask her. Like he talked to people to begin with anyway. What little would Matteo be able to do when a girl was here. One like her or he just didn't even know. Really he had the feeling it would get out of hand then he could react violently. 'control yourself this is against a girl remember.' Matteo didn't usually care often but girls were supposed to be taken care of. As his father had taught but he could be wrong here. It would be awkward if this whole time he had been the wrong one.[/style][STYLE=width: 436px; background-color: #a7a7a7; margin-top: 3px; font-family: Cordia New; font-size: 6px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 3px; color: #ffffff]MADE BY KEROHOLIC BASED ON CRAYOLA'S TUT OF BTN![/style]
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Post by AKA GARENA on Oct 6, 2012 18:47:17 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,opacity: .9;background-color:white; width: 480px; height: 670px; border: 7 px solid black; padding: 6px, bTable] | Our lines of sight intersect within this closed world,
HIDING MY BURNT HEART, I APPROACH YOU |
Aka’s little shield was dropped off today, but then again, hurt had been the feeling that she’s too grown or fond of, so she didn’t matter about it anyway. The brunette was pretty curious of these things and more on the risk – to – take side of her, since her MPD (multiple personality disorder) is rather random and snappy most of the time. However, she only considered it quite a nostalgic feeling yet she didn’t know how to, since it was a ‘disorder’ as they say. Even so, the red head managed it and looked up to others being entertained herself.
She only wanted to be happy, but everything doesn’t really satisfy her. She craved for more, but it gets boring as hell if she thought it that way. Her part’s a bit twisted, as people would suppose, seeing the present Aka Garena but not the past of her. Even a little bit of her was a lie, they say. It offends the red head, born with a background of lies yet she was introduced to some truth, which she discovers after she reached her age of sixteen, and before she knew it, she had learned to love their ways. Being part conscious of what she was doing at the park, suddenly stumbling up on a stranger who might be dangerous she cared less… but it was the park.
Somehow deep in her thoughts, her disorder was affecting her. The brunette is still going under medication, but when she is asked about the past, sometimes she goes blank. She is pretty normal though, in her current state (except when she’s really angered). “Yeah, and I see…” [/b] Somehow she was jealous of that already. I’m jealous that you are allowed to wander here freely…and I am not. Not that only she has a tight family, but her childhood was pretty mature; it wasn’t horrible but rather not that ‘toddler-like’ unlike kids should have, like playing and being spoiled. Her parents would often get mad at her and would deprive her from the sweet things, but rather give the opposite, believing that it’s a good method for rising up children. Thinking about it made her feel awkward but she retained that smile. She was tired of giving excuses for awhile or cook up something evil, partly manipulative and scheming inside her head. As for now, she’s occupied with the curiosity of the park and how kids would enjoy them. She was stuck in the middle of the thoughts until she heard him answer. “…”[/b] It was a blank answer she gave for awhile but then she shoos it away and smiled. “Haha, I wish, but I don’t play.”[/b] Simple as that she gave. “Because… I never knew the real meaning of playing…”[/b] Could it be a sad thing, or a pitiful thing? Yes – she didn’t realize that she slipped off those words while she looks at her honey flavored lollipop, reminding her that she still has stack candy. She blinks her eyes and shoved her hands on her pockets while she gets the same candy and instead, offered it to the person. “It’s Aka… my name is Aka. Here.”[/b] She said once more, pretty nice.[/blockquote][/size] [/td][/tr][tr][td][style=width:100px;height:100px;text-align:left;border:5 px solid brown;padding:3px 3px 3px 3px;color:white;margin-top:-400px;margin-bottom:300px;margin-left:15px;z-index:4;position:relative;] [/div] [/td][/tr][tr][td][cs=2] I now set up a trap to capture your captivated heart AND THEN I CAPTURE YOU. WORDS 537 TAG matteo MUSIC n/a NOTES XD here TEMPLATE gannello [/td][/tr][/table]
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MATTEO TAKAI
Student
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"...This is annoying..."
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Post by MATTEO TAKAI on Oct 6, 2012 21:21:21 GMT -5
[STYLE=width: 416px; background-color: #DADADA; border: 5px solid #a7a7a7; padding: 5px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 436px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 35px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -9px; letter-spacing: -4px; color: #a7a7a7]IF I COULD FALL INTO THE SKY[/style][STYLE=width: 436px; background-color: #a7a7a7; margin-top: -25px; font-family: Cordia New; font-size: 8px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; color: #ffffff]DO YOU THINK TIME WOULD PASS US BY?[/style][STYLE=width: 416px; background-color: #DADADA; border: 5px solid #a7a7a7; padding: 5px; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; color: #555555; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; height: 200px; overflow: auto;]Matteo usually kept to himself not wanting much to do with other people. Unless they were little kids, something cut or in this cause small animals. The boy's black hair moved slowly in the small breeze. It wasn't cold more so it was just a slight breeze to ruffle the hair. Or anything it could hold onto really. To him this place happened to just be one of his escapes. So he could get far away from his parents and they wouldn't keep trying to push his buttons. He sighed, turning his attention to the child tugging on his coat then looking up at the new girl. While they didn't speak he knew what they wanted to know. A new girl to play with would do them some good. It would probably also give him a break when he needed one. Though with kids that wasn't very often regardless because he liked little cute kids. The thoughts flickered through his mind now all of them were about her. '...This person it's a little weird. but she seems nice enough.' If she wanted to play with the kids then he would let her. Lack of trust had always been one of his issues and he still couldn't get Nero out of his head. The thing Nero had done to him a simple kiss and it broke through his walls. Quickly he closed his heart off bringing up his walls quickly. No one needed to notice what he was feeling right now. Something had made this seem wrong all because he thought about Nero's kiss. How could he force him to do that? Did he really love Matteo...like truly. Not just something to play with then shove him aside quickly. This had to do with why his trust was hardly there. "Are you so sure about that? It doesn't mean you can't learn." That was pretty simple after all he didn't really care much for playing. The boy had always been studying and working to make sure his father was happy. Why did he have to put up with this even now. Matteo would have been a lot better off just shoving them away. "..oh Aka. Um it's Matteo." He felt completely uncomfortable with giving his name away right now. Why did he feel like he should teach her? That was not his business after all. Though he didn't refuse the candy he wasn't sure if he should eat it. "...Thank you." He only muttered that because Matteo never apologized to anyone, the only reason he did now was because he would. Just to see what she was about.[/style][STYLE=width: 436px; background-color: #a7a7a7; margin-top: 3px; font-family: Cordia New; font-size: 6px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 3px; color: #ffffff]MADE BY KEROHOLIC BASED ON CRAYOLA'S TUT OF BTN![/style]
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Post by AKA GARENA on Oct 7, 2012 1:42:51 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,opacity: .9;background-color:white; width: 480px; height: 670px; border: 7 px solid black; padding: 6px, bTable] | Our lines of sight intersect within this closed world,
HIDING MY BURNT HEART, I APPROACH YOU |
With that jolly – like aura that the brunette shows, Aka can only give curiosity towards the male. For a little while, she wanted to feel how being a child is and the brunette were really clueless about it. She can only think of acting natural or more likely act like herself and swinging part conscious with the other guy. “Well play, yeah?” [/b] she even shrugged little to that too, because she doesn’t even know how to explain such thing. She kept the dark side inside her and didn’t want to share it with the other person… simply because she might slide this thing apart and lose muse afterwards. Oh well, it would be bothersome and boring if she continued to act way strange and pretty clueless right? However, this wasn’t acting but more of the true side of herself, which many believe might have been one of the effects of her disorder. She knows that it is not it, though people might insist it that way. “There’s different kinds of it but I don’t think I do know how to play normal…”[/b] she muttered, realizing that this isn’t really good. Oh dear, why am I saying this towards a stranger anyway? This is none of his business but… “I mean, playing with children. I’m not that good…”[/b] she added also. The brunette started to sit down, appreciating the company of the other male, since she had already introduced himself to her. Anyway, she thinks that danger won’t approach that fast, and she’s willing to be stabbed anyhow (just to know this truth). Aka was way curious and she can even risk her life just because of a simple thing. Everything that piques her curiosity can always be the result of her troubles, but then she considered this nothing but a discovery to herself. Instead of listening like a good girl, the brunette knew how to be rebellious. She didn’t listen to others who wanted to prep her up like a princess but rather limits herself in a group of friends rather than the public. She looked at the other way to check if there are other people who are of their same age, but only saw him. She smiled. “Matteo? What a nice name. Never heard one from where I came from, not until now.”[/b] Back in Italy it was always those fancy names which she was so used to. She didn’t mind that anymore because it seems less important. She wanted to selfishly know how to play with others. Sooner or later she sees the kids more, which made her blink her red eyes. Kids were usually scared of her just because she looked like an omen, or an unlucky sign with all her red. She hated it when red was termed as bad luck and so as she back those times, proving them wrong every time she would have to teach them. With a small sigh, she shakes her head. “I have more if you want.”[/b] she proposed kindly, not realizing that she actually stayed on her own accord. Shoving the sweet thing on her mouth again made her silent for awhile, looking at the kids. “I envy kids. They are so innocent.”[/b] Her reaction was also plausible.[/blockquote][/size] [/td][/tr][tr][td][style=width:100px;height:100px;text-align:left;border:5 px solid brown;padding:3px 3px 3px 3px;color:white;margin-top:-400px;margin-bottom:300px;margin-left:15px;z-index:4;position:relative;] [/div] [/td][/tr][tr][td][cs=2] I now set up a trap to capture your captivated heart AND THEN I CAPTURE YOU. WORDS 546 TAG matteo MUSIC n/a NOTES XD yay yeah she's a kid >< TEMPLATE gannello [/td][/tr][/table]
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Post by NERO TSUKIKAGE on Oct 10, 2012 16:03:11 GMT -5
Nero was currently doing his routine training exercises. It had been a few days since he confessed to Matteo. But he was still confused of what he did exactly. Was he supposed to bring the other flowers or something like that? He was still not sure about this whole thing, hell, he wasn't sure if Matteo said yes or no.
He noticed Matteo was talking to someone... a man? He wasn't sure but he couldn't stand to see Matteo talking to someone else while he was still unsure. Everything in his mind was still mixed up. And to fix that mess he would need to be with Matteo more. The more he got closer to the man the more it would help... at least he thinks it would work that way.
He ran as fast as he could. "Hey Matteo!" He continued running until he realized that he wouldn't be able to stop in time and would crash with Matteo if he didn't move. He really hoped that Matteo could dodge or the other will be mad at him again.
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MATTEO TAKAI
Student
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"...This is annoying..."
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Post by MATTEO TAKAI on Oct 10, 2012 21:09:22 GMT -5
[STYLE=width: 416px; background-color: #DADADA; border: 5px solid #a7a7a7; padding: 5px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 436px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 35px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -9px; letter-spacing: -4px; color: #a7a7a7]IF I COULD FALL INTO THE SKY[/style][STYLE=width: 436px; background-color: #a7a7a7; margin-top: -25px; font-family: Cordia New; font-size: 8px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; color: #ffffff]DO YOU THINK TIME WOULD PASS US BY?[/style][STYLE=width: 416px; background-color: #DADADA; border: 5px solid #a7a7a7; padding: 5px; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; color: #555555; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; height: 200px; overflow: auto;]Confusion covered his features he didn't understand this girl. Why was it like she wanted to be treated as a child really? But Matteo would never truly be any better as far as he was concerned right now. Playing with little kids or at least he had planned to. Why the black haired male even wanted to have anything to do with this? A simple shake of the head as the dark eyes glanced over her again. "Just because there is different kinds doesn't mean you just say you can't do it." In his mind he thought of her as a bit stupid to say those things. Only because to him it felt as if she was only giving up and didn't wish to even try. If the person continued to act strange he would just shake it off. Go do his own thing without giving her another thought. As rude as that would probably be to others. Matteo didn't express care towards people if they didn't have it for each other. Or even wanted anything to do with him, running his hand through his dark hair. Why did he have to deal with this right now? What Nero said flowed through his mind bringing a light blush to his cheeks. Just as quickly as it appeared he shoved it back. Right now he truly hated his name or more of anything about him. Why did Nero have to say that to him? Love had never been his thing as it was anyway right now. They both seemed to keep to themselves for the most part. At least to the point of where they hardly knew anyone. Matteo only had Nero around him even when he didn't want the male to be there. "It's fine really." At first all he did was stare at the candy not even sure what to make of it really. The kids did not run away from her but at the same time they were unsure. As they had been about Matteo when they first tackled the black haired male by accident. Bruises he went home with only ended up getting better so he just didn't care. He really only blinked at what she said next, yes he felt that way as well at times. But he just didn't care and never really would. Matteo looked up at Nero wincing and quickly slipping aside dragging the girl with him. Why did Nero have to show up now. The least he did was grab onto the male's shirt and pull him back to stop him from falling. "You ...really should be careful idiot. Don't hit people who don't do anything to you." A simple lecture mixed with caring words probably but he wouldn't admit it to them. He couldn't help already turning bright red and getting annoyed with him. Giving a small sigh he shook it off what was going to happen right now. Better to not expose himself in front of another person let his walls break at home when he could do that alone.[/style][STYLE=width: 436px; background-color: #a7a7a7; margin-top: 3px; font-family: Cordia New; font-size: 6px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 3px; color: #ffffff]MADE BY KEROHOLIC BASED ON CRAYOLA'S TUT OF BTN![/style]
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Post by AKA GARENA on Oct 11, 2012 23:08:01 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,opacity: .9;background-color:white; width: 480px; height: 670px; border: 7 px solid black; padding: 6px, bTable] | Our lines of sight intersect within this closed world,
HIDING MY BURNT HEART, I APPROACH YOU |
[/b] Her answer was direct, she didn’t expect her self to give off such reply, but she didn’t really care. She was happy that someone was engaging on a conversation with her and that she’s practically happy with what she is doing at the moment. Whenever she remembers that she is allowed to work and do things that are not needed to be watched, she feels entirely glad, but empty whenever she thinks of playing. She remembered one time when her friends and other kids would ask her if she knew of playing things, such as jackstones, the swing, hide and seek, those childish games she never had experienced and all she did was shake her head to indicate ‘no’. Their reaction towards her is that they found her pretty lame and a closed or caged bird inside a cellar, being housed too much her mind grew drifting faster than her normal age. Playing is one of the things that she wanted to do or to learn, because she heard that it covered her childhood. Well, Aka only knew that her childhood was well stolen when she was a young girl, supposedly to decide where she can wander around like on the sandbox and the swings that she can see present. She cannot even cooperate with kids that well thanks to her inexperience with these stuff, and yet her father would shove her to the point where she will get married and produce children. One reason why she gets annoyed of it is because she thought that she’s being pushed to grow older, instead of earning back her childhood which she lost. “Tell me about it then, if you say it well.”[/b] She challenged the male to tell her of that, and she doesn’t want anything involving dangerous play like assassinating others, target practice and any of those wild sports. ”Hmm, rather show me. That works better.”[/color], she added that too, since she knows that she knows better watching instead of taking notes. This may look like an idiot’s question but for Aka, this is one important thing that she needs to learn, as part of her life. She only thinks that if she learns something like this, she wouldn’t be teased anymore and that she can prove herself that she grows up and could grow down. However, this is not just because she wanted to prove worth of something, but rather get something out of it. Besides, it did interest the brunette now that she’s on the playground with kids. As she reads through movements, she informed herself that the male wasn’t really focusing on her much but she didn’t require such demands too much. She just wanted him to speak and answer her question before he ignores her completely, and then learn something from it properly. She also knows that she wasn’t good with children at all and she doesn’t blame them if she thinks that she’s a monster or something weird. After all, who would appreciate an omen girl, right? That’s the only reason that would shove to her mind when she was being avoided. Though it was like that, never did she hated her red hair and her red eyes, since they’re special as they say. When she looked at the brighter side, she only smiled seeing how the male acted upon the situation. It was normal, yet something tells Aka that this isn’t just simple conversation but rather a fight of blocking someone else’s way of thinking. She didn’t mouth to that anymore and understood the reaction of the other, keeping her mouth shut but highly amused with such a cute scene.[/blockquote][/size] [/td][/tr][tr][td][style=width:100px;height:100px;text-align:left;border:5 px solid brown;padding:3px 3px 3px 3px;color:white;margin-top:-400px;margin-bottom:300px;margin-left:15px;z-index:4;position:relative;] [/div] [/td][/tr][tr][td][cs=2] I now set up a trap to capture your captivated heart AND THEN I CAPTURE YOU. WORDS 610 TAG matteo, nero MUSIC n/a NOTES sorry late reply x.x TEMPLATE gannello [/td][/tr][/table]
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Post by NERO TSUKIKAGE on Oct 15, 2012 0:27:30 GMT -5
"You ...really should be careful idiot. Don't hit people who don't do anything to you."
Nero felt the back of his shirt and hoodie as he came to a complete stop. He looked between Matteo and this new stranger. He blinked as he wasn't sure what he was interrupting. He looked at Matteo before a grin appeared on his face. He then turned to the strange.... man? He wasn't sure though he looked extreme. "But I wasn't trying to hurt anyone." He was confused.
"I'm Nero to the Extreme!" He shook the stranger's hand with a little more force that he intended. "What is your name and are you a man or woman?"
He let go of the strangers and and pounced on Matteo and gave him tight hug. He pressed his cheek against Matteo's. "I'm so glad to see you Matteo, I missed you."
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MATTEO TAKAI
Student
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"...This is annoying..."
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Post by MATTEO TAKAI on Oct 15, 2012 1:39:16 GMT -5
[STYLE=width: 416px; background-color: #DADADA; border: 5px solid #a7a7a7; padding: 5px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 436px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 35px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -9px; letter-spacing: -4px; color: #a7a7a7]IF I COULD FALL INTO THE SKY[/style][STYLE=width: 436px; background-color: #a7a7a7; margin-top: -25px; font-family: Cordia New; font-size: 8px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; color: #ffffff]DO YOU THINK TIME WOULD PASS US BY?[/style][STYLE=width: 416px; background-color: #DADADA; border: 5px solid #a7a7a7; padding: 5px; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; color: #555555; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; height: 200px; overflow: auto;]That direct response would have made him laugh under other circumstances. But he couldn't help the fact that he was caught between Nero and this other person. A rock and a hard place but who was the rock and who was the hard place? He just didn't know Matteo only tried to focus on them and not rip his hair out. It wasn't that he believed Nero had ruined everything he just still hadn't given the male his response. Not to what happened to the two before so he knew soon enough he would have to. The black haired male just sighed turning his attention from one to the other. "as if telling with help you. You have to learn." A simple statement that didn't speak of the fact that he wouldn't. He didn't teach people when Nero was around unless it had abusive methods. Weakness would be a wrong thing to show with Nero around. Not knowing how the other male would use it to his advantage was and truly could be a problem. One he would rather not deal with. "Yes it does. But it seems we will have another one to work with." His eyes drifted to Nero if he wanted to send the male home, back to where he should be. What would be next Matteo's older brother suddenly showing up and handing out his baby pictures. A sigh escaped his lips as he looked at them. This couldn't even get much better then that knowing both of them. Nero always had to get in the way sometimes but why did he have to deal with this. "Of course you weren't." Really he knew the man didn't think or should he say boy. Why did these things have to happen now of all times. Really he could only get stuck in this situation with Nero around. "Nero! don't..." to think his friend had suddenly walked right into that. The sudden hug just scared him and made him blush as he tried to shake it off. "Yea okay...let me go please. You are squeezing me too tight." He hadn't shoved him away but the fact that he hadn't given him a response was bad. He wanted to stop this and yet he knew he had to give a response. The blush might have spoken of some of that but he quickly shoved it away.[/style][STYLE=width: 436px; background-color: #a7a7a7; margin-top: 3px; font-family: Cordia New; font-size: 6px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 3px; color: #ffffff]MADE BY KEROHOLIC BASED ON CRAYOLA'S TUT OF BTN![/style]
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Post by AKA GARENA on Oct 16, 2012 0:07:54 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,opacity: .9;background-color:white; width: 480px; height: 670px; border: 7 px solid black; padding: 6px, bTable] | Our lines of sight intersect within this closed world,
HIDING MY BURNT HEART, I APPROACH YOU |
Aka would usually go home and be stuck back at her big house with her cousins and her somewhat ‘secret’ society, but now that she has been around herself, she thought that she would learn something else. The brunette was glad that she even passed by the park since she can just go out instead, and now that she has discovered a new set of people which happened to pique her interest, she wouldn’t go off. Even if someone drags her back there and sees her surprisingly she would insist to stay, since the children were fun. She doesn’t even know how to describe it, but somehow her feeling was disturbing her, like she wanted to know more. You can compare her now to a person who is looking for adventure. Her age was no excuse but thinking about her childhood makes it much reasonable.
It is a crime to steal someone else’s happiness, specifically if it would have been a child. Currently looking at the scene made her want to rewind the pass and talk to the children, like she wanted to know what ‘play’ actually meant. A small frown appeared unconsciously on her face, not noticing that somehow she was being oblivious and rather strange. With that sudden realization, her façade quickly shifts to the happy mode, now listening to the male which she just met as Matteo. She nodded towards him first. “Ahaha, thank you, you’re very kind.” [/b] A warm response she gave, practically because she’s hyped up to the condition and that she wishes to hear more. It is quite idiotic for a girl who works as a waitress and soon to be married to someone to act like this but she says it’s not an excuse. Well, that settles her mood. While having the lollipop on her mouth, she fancied the man’s decision. It looks like she has made a new friend whom she can ask more of it, but she thought that he shouldn’t know much about her. A lot of trauma and suppression has been inside her and further drifting away, she didn’t want to bring it up back. Meanwhile the brunette was about to speak and ask for how she should ‘play’ but they were disturbed with another presence who boldly introduced himself towards her. Her bloody red eyes widened in shock after seeing her hand being held by the male, surprisingly having strong red blushes on her cheeks (since her body reacts whenever a male or a female touches her unexpectedly) and a little bit of wobbling. She was soon stable once the male let go off her and then fixed her self first. “Oh, nice to meet you, Nero.”[/b] She first said, fidgety while she had witnessed somehow his strength but was practically nicer. When she was questioned next, her lips curved a smile while she answers back. “Well, what do you think? And, the name’s Aka.”[/b] She chuckled lightly to that. Oh this is too cute…She didn’t think of the two being a hindrance to what she wanted to learn, but hearing more of Matteo’s response and knowing that he was referring to him made her stop little and then smile again. She doesn’t want to disturb them but she wanted to learn, and she can recognize the two being rather strange. “Mm, I see… but as people would say, the more the merrier, right? I wouldn’t mind him hanging out… since you’re my friend now and so as he…”[/b] She says first with her utmost nice approach, not thinking of anything negative or sheepish to leak. “Well, that’s if, we can be friends now?”[/b] A little dumbness hit her, since she said that bluntly, while her other hand shoved towards her pocket and offered Nero some of her candy.[/blockquote][/size] [/td][/tr][tr][td][style=width:100px;height:100px;text-align:left;border:5 px solid brown;padding:3px 3px 3px 3px;color:white;margin-top:-400px;margin-bottom:300px;margin-left:15px;z-index:4;position:relative;] [/div] [/td][/tr][tr][td][cs=2] I now set up a trap to capture your captivated heart AND THEN I CAPTURE YOU. WORDS 637 TAG matteo, nero MUSIC n/a NOTES sorry late reply again and i rushed it >< TEMPLATE gannello [/td][/tr][/table]
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Post by NERO TSUKIKAGE on Nov 4, 2012 12:37:32 GMT -5
“Well, what do you think? And, the name’s Aka.”
"It is nice to meet you Aka!" Nero hasn't really let go of Matteo, he was surprised that he was allowed to hold him like this at all. Since he was shy when it came to affection, especially in front of others. So having this closeness would be the equivalent to a kiss in public. So he was glad to be this close. "That is an extreme name!"
He looked to Matteo as tilted his head a little. "But I am not squeezing you that hard, I could squeeze you a lit snugger if you want?" He was offering because he was confused why he was being shy, well at least more than usual. He didn't get it, a hug was supposed to make things better right? So why does he look very red in the face? Well at least he thought the other's face looked red.
“Mm, I see… but as people would say, the more the merrier, right? I wouldn’t mind him hanging out… since you’re my friend now and so as he…”
"Of course you are my friend to the extreme Aka!" Matteo let go of Matteo to give her a hug as well. he was happy to make a new friend, and also it was one of Matteo's friends. So he was happy that they could accept him for what he was, loud voice and all. Nero looked down and saw Aka hold out candy, he took a few pieces. "Thank you for the extremely delicious candy."
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