In His Way, Mr. K Will Challenge The World...

Mathias: "Excuse me," says Mr.H as he walks past the guy. "Hey!" I say last minute. His bowler hat doesn't turn around, his sunglasses-clad eyes never turning back to mine. "Yes? What is it?" I grind my teeth as I mutter ,"Why weren't you here yesterday? A little birdie told me that you were one if the first they called." He shrugs and continues to walk. "I must've been out."

Jude
My fight or flight instinct kicked in. To run, or yell to my brother? To run and save myself, but never know what happened...or risk my life. I wasn't even 100% sure this was him "Hey Gabe" I called, taking the shot in the dark "When did you become a red head?"

Mr. H: I frown and turn around, looking the guy over. "That's not what my mother named me, and so I try not to go by that. Mr. Henderson will work all the same, although many people know that that wasn't the name I was born with either. But please, enlighten me. Who exactly am I talking to?"

Jude
Crossing my arms, I look into his eyes and know that this is my brother, without a doubt. "Jude. That was the name I was born with, the name your mother gave me. Our mother gave me. Or did you forget all that when you died of a drug overdose?" So many things didn't add up, but then again, I had never seen Gabe's body...

Mr. H: "Hm, a brother. Oh yes, I do suppose I had one of those. I remember you now." I turn back around as Maggie continues to anxiously cling to my arm. "Well, it is nice to see you again, but if you'll excuse me, I have some important business to return to."

(I think I'm gonna join the hell chat now...hopefully I won't get in trouble or anything?)

(Nah, no trouble. You may give everybody else a heart attack though. We have our own website now, and I'll give you the link once I get back from dinner, and Liz is back on her phone so I can ask her)

Jude
"That's all?" I hiss, forcing him to turn back around "Your...'death' turned me against Mr K's world. I still have nightmares about the night they told me what had happened to you. But if that's how you're going to respond, you're not a brother I want anyway" Turning, I run down the street, emotions swirling in the pit of my stomach

(Ok. Do I really have to put my cell in? There's a lot of info, and I might make up a name...)

back, but I still haven't asked liz, she's not at her phone yet. And your cell? We have a website, Liz just isn't on it right now due to internet problems

Yes, it's just that when I registered, it asked for a phone number, and I thought that was mandatory.
And I'm officially registered, although scared as crap. Should I just start thinking of characters?

Oh erm...I kinda wanted to tell people before you did that. You're going to scare the crap out of them...I'll go do that now. And just warning you, because there isn't the same restrictions as Inkpop, some of the characters get a little...naughty, shall we say. Not mine of course, but the others. Just a warning.

O.e
Does it go in depth? As long as it isn't porn, I'm ok...
And hehe, sorry about not waiting. :3

Ok, I text Liz to warn her, and posted on the chat that a new person joined. And yes, it goes in depth -_- I totaly ignore it, it bugs me but I don't say anything, but maybe together we can convince them to be a little more pg-13 oriented. I'm the youngest there, by the way, 13. The others range between 15 and I think 18

Meh. I'm gonna be 16 soon and I've read books like that (I have to admitt to raiding my mom's bookshelf) but uh...ew...but I won't complain. I'm just gonna be that annoying person who goes (Psst, can we fast forward now?) if my characters are doing the nasty.

Larry: I swallowed, and flipped the phone shut, sliding down the wall and sitting on the ground. Myra had just hung up on me. She hadn't even waited for a reply. I hadn't gotten to say goodbye. Just like when she left the Cirque. And what if she didn't even end up coming back? She said she missed me, but before she had hung up it sounded like she was talking to some guy. Probably that Stark person. Maybe she liked him now. I sighed and stood up.

Ok, everybody is prepared. Kinda. Just say hi? And I am that annoying person that makes my characters fast forward, in fact, I'm so like that that I don't want to be in possetion of a character while they fast forward, and I give mine to somebody else until they fast forward. Make any sence?

Yup.
And oh, Larry! I feel like grabbing him by the hair and going "You are too cute!"

Really? Aw, that's good. I usually don't do well making cute characters.

Hehe, normally I hate angsty characters, especially the ones that see nothing good in anything. Then I'm like either get over it or go kill yourself, because I stopped caring a long time ago.
But he's so cute.

Myrah: We he doesn't say anything, I grab a box of noodles out and get some chopsticks.

Mr. H: "Hello? Aro, Larry?" I ask as I curiously look around.

Who's Mr. H?!

Jude's long lost now red haired brother who wears a bowler hat, ozzy osbourne style sunglasses, and has a curly haired servant clinging to his arm at all times.
Yea, his appearence just kinda bitch slapped me in the face...

Well, alrighty then! xD

Larry: I looked over to see a man with red hair, and raised my eyebrows at the rest of his get up. And the servant. Obviously, this must be a man of importance. I walked over and stuck out my hand with an uncertain smile "Larry Vine."

Mr. H: "Hm? Oh, so you must be one of the new owners, hm? The one who fucked up on the press release?" I ask calmly. Maggie backs up a bit when she sees the guy- she hates new faces. "Anyway, I already know you. Orphaned at a young age, practically Mr. K's son, the drug peddler. Now, we have the loyal pseudoson, where is the mistress?"

Jude
Soon I was long gone, off in the wild city. Nobody looked at me, nobody gave any notice to the boy running through the streets. The boy who's world just crashed in. I ran until I couldn't take another step, but forced myself to keep at it until I collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily

Larry: I was taken aback slightly by the man's straightforwardness- he reminded me of Aro, but without the fiery temper. I looked past him, to see Aro just walking down the hallway. I nodded at her "There she is."

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