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Post by Dream Marie Winter on Dec 4, 2010 13:10:55 GMT -5
Yeah, this is like a Christmas ball  Bring your boyfriend or girlfriend and dance. We are gonna say its Christmas Eve...
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Post by Dream Marie Winter on Dec 4, 2010 13:20:57 GMT -5
*I'll watch the night turn light-blue
But it's not the same without you~ [/center] Pour me a heavy dose of
A T M O S P H E R E* [/size][/center]
Dream was the first on to enter the decorated mess hall. The tables had been pushed to the sides and there was a fire burning in the middle of the room. There was a side bar serving snacks.
Dream nervously looked at her dress. It had taken her 3 hours to choose. She normally hated dressing up but this was a special occasion. The christmas dance. She really hoped people liked her outfit. She had had some much trouble picking it out that she would probably cry if someone insulted her outfit.
Dream sang along with the music. An owl city song was playing right now and she gently swayed to the music.
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NOTES;; yeah, its kinda short sorry...
WORDS;; to lazy to count
CLOTHES;; www.polyvore.com/dance/set?id=25606728] Click
TAG;; open
CREDIT;; Caitlin_Express@CAUTION2.0
LYRICS;; Vanilla Twilight;; Owl City
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Post by maximum lee raison on Dec 5, 2010 13:14:06 GMT -5
   there's a dance?
oh wonderful. Now everyone was expected to go and wear some fancy clothes and all that crap. Max frowned. She had nothing to wear. She was too battle-hardened to wear dresses, so where could she find one? As she thought, a mischievous smile crossed her face. Time to do a Hermes and steal a dress. Quickly, Max scurried out of her cabin and peeked inside the Aphrodite one. Inside, a few girls were getting ready. They were all in front of their mirrors and putting makeup on. None of them were in their dressing rooms. Max tiptoed inside, making sure no one saw her, and randomly seized a flowing beige-and-turquoise dress. She hopped outside and darted back to her cabin.
at least ace wasn't back yet. She could get ready in the side-room in case he came back, though. She hoped he'd go to the dance, too. She didn't want to look like a moron, all alone and without any siblings. She felt a bit sorry for the Hades kid, who had no siblings. Carefully, she stepped into the beautiful dress and snatched the pair of seashell earrings her father had given her many years ago. This would be the first time she'd worn them. He'd be happy. She quickly brushed her hair, messed it up a bit so she'd look normal, then put on flat-soled shoes. There. Done.
ready at last, maximum padded softly outside and hurried to the mess hall, where some people were already gathered. She walked over to one of the Athena kids. "Nice dress," she smirked.
STATUS! complete
TAGS! people
NOTES! ohi dream
INSPIRATION! The Killers
CREDITS! Template By arro @ Caution!
Pic By PIC CREDIT GOES HERE
LYRICS! "If You Can't Live Without Me,
Why Aren't You Dead Yet?" by Mayday Parade
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Post by Dream Marie Winter on Dec 5, 2010 13:20:56 GMT -5
*I'll watch the night turn light-blue
But it's not the same without you~
[/center] Pour me a heavy dose of
A T M O S P H E R E* [/size][/center]
Dream decided to ignore the comment. She didnt want anything to ruin christmas eve for her. "Yours is really pretty Dream said honestly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
"Let me guess, You stole it, right?" Dream only had to know a little bit about Max to know she was right. This girl seemed more intersted in a battle and weapons, then dances. She would be surprised if the dress actually belonged to the girl.
An unfamiliar song came on and Dream stopped swaying and listened to the lyrics.
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NOTES;; yeah, its kinda short sorry...
WORDS;; to lazy to count
CLOTHES;; www.polyvore.com/dance/set?id=25606728] Click
TAG;; open
CREDIT;; Caitlin_Express@CAUTION2.0
LYRICS;; Vanilla Twilight;; Owl City
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Post by sebastian gareth beauchene on Dec 5, 2010 14:21:02 GMT -5
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Sebastian had spent a fair amount of time getting ready, it was true. The concept of being a gentleman, prim and proper, wasn't one that had appealed to him greatly for as long as he could recall. Today, however, had an air of being special, for it was, indeed, Christmas soon. Sebastian felt choked almost, partially by the bow strung tightly under his collar, but also by the influx of over make-uped female demigods. That type of preppy that usually threw themselves at him in places where his social standing was good. Personally, Sebastian couldn't stand those kinds of porcelain doll girls. Self conscious now with thoughts of appearances, he straightened his dark bow, trying to remove some of the pressure.
Out of the crowd, two figures caught his attention. The first was Maximum, a daughter of Poseidon that he'd known for a few months. And then, Dream. Dream Winter. Sebastian couldn't think of why he'd gone out with her, almost a year ago as it was. Seeing her wasn't awkward, but rather kicked up his temper a notch. Sebastian wasn't about to cause an issue with her, his mind set on greeting Max, who seemed out of breath. He set towards her with a brisk walk, and watched in dismay as she spoke with Dream. No; he wanted to speak with her. Why let his ex cause an issue now? He was near enough to hear their snide comments to each other. Dream seemed to float away as he got there, to his disappointment he couldn't add the the verbal jousts.
"Hey Max," he greeted her smoothly, a slight grin forming on his features. To him, she was something wild and unchained. Like a rare freedom. "Enjoying the dance?" Sebastian ignored the focused child of Athena, turning his side to her promptly.
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clothes;;xx
music;;midnight show - the killers
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Post by charlotte kristine nightingale on Dec 5, 2010 23:26:36 GMT -5
Charlotte wasn't usually seen at dances often. She wouldn't even go to prom when her friends asked her if she wanted to go with them. There was a reason why she didn't go to dances or events which required her to dress up. It was obvious that she didn't like to get all dressed up. She found it a waste of her time so of course it took her forever to get dressed for the Christmas dance. Even though Charlotte hated getting dressed up, it was almost Christmas and she had a lot of holiday spirit.
When she was all dressed, Charlotte stepped out of her cabin and walked to the mess hall. Inside, it was decorated beautifully. She had never imagined that the place where she ate and occasionally had small food fights with her friends could look so amazing. She thought that they were just going to have a Christmas tree in the middle of the floor and cheesy music playing, but it was the complete opposite. This is even better than Christmas at home! Charlotte thought with a smile on her face. She loved Christmas at home, but this was so much better in every possible way.
Soon she spotted Dream. It wasn't to hard since there were only three other people there so far. Charlotte walked toward the brunette and tapped her on the shoulder. "Dream, you look absolutely gorgeous in that dress." She told her honestly with a warm smile on her face. When she looked at Max, and saw the dress she was wearing, Charlotte knew she had stolen it. There was no way that Max would own such a beautiful dress. She probably took it from the Aphrodite cabin. She thought with a soft shake of her head.
OUTFIT! THIS
STATUS! complete
TAGS! everyone
NOTES! this is a horrible post
INSPIRATION! The Killers
CREDITS! Template By arro @ Caution!
Pic By canter
LYRICS! Mr Brightside by The Killers
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Post by Dream Marie Winter on Dec 6, 2010 17:23:10 GMT -5
*I'll watch the night turn light-blue
But it's not the same without you~
[/center] Pour me a heavy dose of
A T M O S P H E R E* [/size][/center]
Dream wanted to kick Sebastian when he stood right in front of her and was about to when she felt someone tap her on the shoulder. She turned around and saw Charlotte looking at her/ Her friend commented on her dress and dream smiled.
"Thanks so mucH!" Dream said, "I love yours!"
Dream heard one of her favorite songs come on, Dynamite by Taio Cruz. "Do you wanna go dance?" she asked.
Dream hoped Charlotte didnt think she was asking in THAT way. At her old school dances all her friends used to dance together in a big group and now Dream was hoping to get the DANCE art of this Christmas dance going.
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WORDS;; to lazy to count
CLOTHES;; www.polyvore.com/dance/set?id=25606728] Click
TAG;; open
CREDIT;; Caitlin_Express@CAUTION2.0
LYRICS;; Vanilla Twilight;; Owl City
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Post by maximum lee raison on Dec 6, 2010 21:50:27 GMT -5
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Post by sebastian gareth beauchene on Dec 6, 2010 22:17:37 GMT -5
-------------------------------I took my baby's breath beneath the chandelier of stars and atmosphere [/size][/b]
"I like the sound of that," Sebastian admitted, his voice deeper than usual. He folded his arms as if he were preparing to argue his point. Max was some girl, and even though she didn’t seem to know him, probably not even his name, he wasn’t going to ignore an opportunity to chat her up. Sebastian was aware, subconsciously if nothing more, that he’d been keeping an eye on Maximum. She was spontaneous, not the refined, porcelain doll some girls were. He had no interest in those; the son of Hestia felt she was down to the earth. “I’m not quite enjoying my formalities—“ he paused to slip a finger under the material of the bow. “Much, either.”
“Do you—” Sebastian started, realizing his misstep. “I apologize for my lack of manners, and even more for having such an impulse to bend to them. I’m Sebastian, son of Hestia.” Sebastian’s face tried to portray this as something of a joke, however served only to make him feel that he had lost his upper hand on the conversation. “Any thoughts on ruining the Christmas spirit?”
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clothes;;xx
music;;midnight show - the killers
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Post by maximum lee raison on Dec 6, 2010 22:26:37 GMT -5
the boy folded his arms, as if ready to argue, but max felt he might not hold up such a good debate as she might with others. Of course, she didn't know him, but she'd rather have a full-on, heated argument. As he said he wasn't enjoying the formalities, he slipped a finger under his bow distastefully. She grinned. "If it makes you feel less embarrassed, my usual outfit is not scrappy dresses like this."
“I apologize for my lack of manners, and even more for having such an impulse to bend to them. I’m Sebastian, son of Hestia.” His face became more joking and mischievous, much like her own face when she was planning something. “Any thoughts on ruining the Christmas spirit?”
"I wouldn't say ruining," she remarked. "I'm not the Grinch. But a few overturned tables and a mysterious flood might be fun."
STATUS! complete
TAGS! people
NOTES! ohi
INSPIRATION! The Killers
CREDITS! Template By arro @ Caution!
Pic By PIC CREDIT GOES HERE
LYRICS! "If You Can't Live Without Me,
Why Aren't You Dead Yet?" by Mayday Parade
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Post by mathilde piper stathopoulos on Dec 11, 2010 12:19:58 GMT -5
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slow songs played loudly in the speakers, distant in the corner. it was a surprise she could hear them in the grand hall, while she was flat against the wall in the back of the room. where she would've been dancing her heart out had turned into a quieter, more solemn place. she understood she hadn't exactly cleared it with justin, that they were going to the dance as a couple, sure. but she had expected him to come. the dance wasn't so far gone, not even a half hour had left of the celebration, but mathilde's usually carefree mind was worried.
Status: complete
Muse: fairytale-taylor swift
Tagged: justin/open
Outfit: --going to find---
Lyrics: We Are Broken - Paramore
Credit: credit for this awesome plot page goes to SHE'S GOT A POINT?![/color] @ Caution 2.0. Don't steal, and don't remove credit![/i][/font] |
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Post by charlotte kristine nightingale on Dec 11, 2010 12:25:24 GMT -5
Charlotte almost blushed when Dream complimented her on her dress. She wasn't sure so about the dress at first, since it seemed so long, but now that she heard her friend's comment she didn't worry to much anymore. "Thanks." She told her with a smile one her face. Charlotte seemed to notice that whenever she was around Dream, she was always happy and smiling. Even if she was all down in the dumps a minute ago. Her friend seemed to have some kind of magical power or something.
When the song Dynamite came on, Charlotte was bouncing her head along to the music. She loved this song, it was her second favorite song in the whole universe. Of course her lists of songs changes all the time. "Of course I do." She answered when Dream asked her if she wanted to dance. She had missed the feeling of being a regular person and dancing with her friends.
OUTFIT! THIS
STATUS! complete
TAGS! everyone
NOTES! Sorry this is so short.
INSPIRATION! The Killers
CREDITS! Template By arro @ Caution!
Pic By canter
LYRICS! Mr Brightside by The Killers
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Post by Justin Andrew Olsen on Dec 11, 2010 12:36:03 GMT -5
He smiles when she's not looking She Daydreams when he's not there. Justin entered the dance ina hurry. He had woken up late and had hurried to get dressed. He hoped Mathilde wasnt mad at him. He saw her in the corner and made his way over to her, with a nervous smile on his face. His tuxedo was kind of rumpled and his bow was crooked. He had been in such a hurry he hadnt even brushed his hair. It was all messed up on one side from sleeping on it. "Im so sorry, matt" he said, when he finally reached her side. -------------------------------- Notes: hehe..the picture of JB is hott Words: lazyyyy Clothes: basically just a tux.. Tag: Matt |
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Post by mathilde piper stathopoulos on Dec 11, 2010 13:26:25 GMT -5
im not a princess - - [/font][/i] T H I S A I N T A D O F A I R Y T A L E [/center][/i] mathilde smiled brightly as she saw justin cross the hall. she scolded her own paranoia at his apology. why had she thought like that? what had led her to think he would ever ditch her? okay, so maybe they hadn't formally agreed to going, but - mathilde stopped her thoughts before she went down in a guilt spiral. she gave justin a soft kiss and drew away slowly. "don't be," she said, smiling shepishly. in a brief motion, she straightened his tie.
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Notes: why dont all guys look like that?
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Post by Justin Andrew Olsen on Dec 12, 2010 14:15:39 GMT -5
He smiles when she's not looking She Daydreams when he's not there. Justin grinned as she kissed him and fixed his tie. "Shall we dance?" he asked her. The song playing was gentle and would be a great slow dance, if he didnt accidentally step on her feet while he danced. He wasnt the best dancer in the world. Which was a reason he didnt ussually go to dances. -------------------------------- Notes: hehe..the picture of JB is hott Words: lazyyyy Clothes: basically just a tux.. Tag: Matt |
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Bring your boyfriend or girlfriend and dance. We are gonna say its Christmas Eve...
