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Post by EDWARD WALKER on Jan 8, 2011 16:38:27 GMT -5
 Edward lifted his head up off the ground looking up to see where the hell he was, he had not been that drunk since his parents had died. He rubbed his head flipping his body over, he was in a park, or forest of some kind but he had no idea where it was.
“What the fuck happened” he said looking around him, he was missing one shoe his right one and his shirt was torn right down the middle. “It must of been fun” he said to himself slowly pushing up off the ground if only he could remember what had happened to him. It was weird and fucked up that he couldn’t but he rather enjoyed not knowing. When his phone began to ring beside him he sighed, of all things he could have at least lost that. “Hey Darrel” he said answering after the second ring “Do you remember what happened last night? I woke up in a fucking forest or park or something” he said finally standing up off the ground and walking toward a park bench. He listened as his brother told him what had happened, or at least what he had remembered happening the night before.
Edward laughed as the stories went on, it sounded like he had had a great night, about time he got one of those. He sighed and clicked the phone off saying goodbye to his brother. He rubbed his head he needed a quick fix, some coffee would help with the hang over. Good thing he was in new york and people sold clothing on the side of the street he bought a shirt and walked toward a mall. The mall had to have a coffee shop in it he thought. Being an orphan had been hard on his brother and him, they couldn’t exactly call themselves orphans since they had been nearly twenty when there parents had died but it still wasn’t the best thing feeling in the world. They had reacted to it in the same way rebellion, they killed their parents murderers and began going hard core into drugs and alcohol. Edward was better off then his brother was but his brother was still able to influence him sometimes.
Walking up to the counter Edward ordered a four by four and payed grabbed his coffee and sat down. He had bought the locan news paper and had begun to read while waiting for his hang over to go away. No way was he going to puke on the subway home again. That had happened far to many times already.
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Post by sky on Jan 8, 2011 22:20:34 GMT -5
 no words the tears won’t leave any room for more & it don’t hurt like anything [/color] U N C H A R T E D[/font] i’ve ever felt before this is no broken heart no familiar scars this territory goes- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/b][/color][/center] [/center] [/ul][/font][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/b][/color][/center] tag.tag goes here
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Post by EDWARD WALKER on Jan 10, 2011 9:52:11 GMT -5
Edward sat alone in the coffee shop nursing the hang over that was blowing his head to peaces, he tried to remember last night but nothign was coming to him it was a big blur of blackness and he couldn’t help but wonder if he had been drugged and raped. He doubted it but it was still a possiblity, not that he would really mind as long as he had been raped by a girl and not a guy, a guy would just be aweful. He laughed to himself the shaking began to hurt his head. His phone buzzed again as he answered it his brother was already talking “Darrel, you already called me man” he said laughing as he clicked off his phone. It was then that she walked in, beauty in every way of the word, a miricle of beauty he thought to himself his eyes not leaving her. She looked slightly confused yet still in control of everything.
He looked at her trying to get her eyes, to look at him and when they did he blasted her with a smile, though his smile compaired to hers was nothing. He raised his hand and waved it for her to come over and sit with him. He doubted anyone as gorgeous as her would come sit with him but hell it was worth a try, at the moment he probably looked like a bag of shit, a tourist shirt he had on and his body was a mess of dirt he probabyl looked like a bum to her. He laughed at his self before getting up and walking over to her. “You look a little confused mam perhaps I can help you” he said throwing on the best charm he had. “I am Edward Walker but you can call me Ed” he prefered Ed it was less formal. |
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Post by sky on Jan 15, 2011 21:47:33 GMT -5
no words the tears won’t leave any room for more & it don’t hurt like anything [/color] U N C H A R T E D[/font] i’ve ever felt before this is no broken heart no familiar scars this territory goes- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/b][/color][/center] [/color] She stated simply, a smile of her lips as she stepped closer to him. "I think I'll be alright, I'm just new to town. My first time here."She smoothed out the skirt of her dress before taking a seat down across from him. "It's a pleasure to meet you Ed, I'm A-Venus..." Aphrodite was her true name, and she loved it very much. Sadly it didn't seem to fit in well with the modern world. Venus, though unique in it's own right wasn't one of a kind like hers. She tilted her head to the side, studying him for a moment, but she made sure that it wasn't obvious. He was just another mortal, but out of everyone here he had been the only one actually brave enough to speak to her. [/center] [/ul][/font][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/b][/color][/center] tag.tag goes here
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Post by EDWARD WALKER on Jan 17, 2011 11:54:39 GMT -5
Edward watched the beautiful woman as she walked into the coffee shop, she would be quite the catch for him. She looked like one of those girls who like a man to be extremely nice to her in public but very naughty in the sack and that was just what he was. He treated women with respect in public because he wasnt a fucked up man who wanted to be dominant in the bedroom though was a different story a story he would rather not get into at the moment. Instead his eyes kept with the woman and finally he went up to her. “I could tell that you were new around her” he said smiling to her as he directed them to where he had been sitting.
When she said her name was Venus that made Ed want to know more and more about her. Venus was such an unsual name that he had to know where it came from. “Venus, that is quite the interesting name” he said as he took a sip of his coffee still nursing the hang over that would not go away in his head. He really wished he could remember what he had done last nice, especially after he had woke up in the middle of Central Park such a weird place to wake up. “Where is the name Venus from” he asked her before asking another question “Oh do you want me to go get you a coffee? or anything?” he wasn’t the richest person on Earth but when his parents had been murdered he had cashed out a bit. He was well off he still had to work to make a living but he had a cushion if he had ever lost his job.
Watching Venus he couldnt help but wonder what had made him want to talk to her, she was far to out of his league. Maybe that was why though he wanted someone out of his league so that it was a challenge for him to attract her though so dar he had done quite the good job of doing such a thing. Usually hot women would either fall for him or tell him to back off. Venus seemed to be intrigued by him perhaps his boldness had won her over.
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