Mr. K Rebooted

Azul is Julia's family's dog.

Azul is the dog xD we say she's left over from the old chat, she knows ALL
and no prob. But I dunno if they would have or not. Up to you

Adrianna
"Well... you can't really take it at face value, you know? What looks like a mess of pretty lights, and drugs, and chaos... is well, both that, but... something more. It's not always the best place, no, but..." I couldn't quite put it into words, that feeling that I got stepping out of the subway "Like magic"

Annabel
"The rebels?" My eyes widened "You mean that scruffy bunch up against the Cirque?"

Ooh, ok.
And she was thirteen when she left and he was nine when he split from Gabe so...I'll go with yes.

Rita: "Shit, Jude's gonna murder you!" I say with a laugh, although I did always want to see these babys up close.

Jackson: "Yep, them. They live a couple blocks from here, although I promised I wouldn't tell strangers where."

Mr. Kite: This may be even easier than I thought. "Would you like to hear a story, Adrianna?"

❚ Tyler ❚
"That's pretty much the point," I mutter with a chuckle.
Then I thought of something. Jonas said I only had one last shot....
Ah, whatever.
"Help me hide them."

Annabel
My eyes widened "You know... you know where the rebel base is?!"

Adrianna
I raised an eyebrow, but I have to admit, my curiosity was burning "Sure"

Sorry, but I really have to go to bed now! 'Night.

Night~

Night, I should go to bed now, too!

Rita: "Wait, what?" I thought he was just gonna fool around with them a little, not hide them. Jude's gonna flip a shit and if Jonas finds out I've had a hand in this, I'm beyond screwed. "That's goin' a little far, don't cha' think?"

❚ Tyler ❚
I shrug, carefully sliding the knives from her fingers.
"Fine, don't help," I say, not answering her question.
Of course it's going too far, but I never do things half way. I leave the room, knives smuggled in my jacket, to find good hiding places.

Lyra
I pause another second before going over, two waters in hand. I give a small look of aprehension. "You know what you'd like...?" I say, attempting to get on with some sort of normalcy.

Myrah: Mat gives me a look that says "You're so paranoid" and picks up his menu. The idea of us so easily avoiding a huge confrontation with Larry is making him smile, but my mood is completely down the shitter. "Yea, I'll have nine pancakes, five fried eggs, about thirteen pieces of bacon, and like three of those crepe things." I sigh and hand her my menu. "And I'll have a couple of waffles, please."
(Do you want to bring in some of your other people too, BW?)

Rita: "H-hey, wait!" I follow him out of the room and step in front of him. "Look, I don't know if you've got some kind of grudge with the guy or something and I don't care. You need to put those back!"

❚ Tyler ❚
I push her out of my way, not roughly enough to hurt her, but not gently, either.
"Look, you don't have to be involved. Just go on your merry way and do whatever it is girls do."

Jackson: Damn, did I just say that out loud?! "What? I don't know where they live, that was just an...um...a slip of the tongue, that's what it was!"

Rita: "'Whatever it is girls do'?! The fuck is that supposed to mean?!" I grab him by the back of his coat and pull as hard as I can. "Look, you sexist ass! I'm trying to keep Jonas and Jude from tearing you a new one, so how about you keep your God damn hands to yourself and show some fucking gratitude?"

ermmm....i had that beginning post for Dee Dee. I still dont know what to do with Kennedy....

Lyra
I scribble it down on my pad and nod, taking the menus with a small encoraging smile to...Myrah....I remembered now. I wouldn't reveal it to anyone. Hope she got the message. She looked stressed out.

❚ Tyler ❚
I shove her off of me /hard/ this time.
"Leave me the fuck alone, Rita. I don't need anyone to try and help me, especially not you -- the girl that abandoned the Rebels and then thinks she can waltz right back on in like nothing happened, and be treated like she's some kind of goddamned Queen."

Annabel
I crossed my arms "Suuuuuure it was. Tellmetellmetell me pleeeaaase!" I begged

Damn, Tyler. Rita got owned. :O

Myrah: I catch the waitress' smile and look away. I don't know why she's being so nice about all this; anyone else would've sold me out to the nearest news station in a second. But as she walks away, I feel myself relax a little. Maybe coming back won't be as bad as I thought it'd be. "Christ Mat, did you have to order so much food?" he gives me a dumbstruck look. "Myrah, I'm a growing boy." "You're almost eighteen and you're seven feet tall. You're definately not a boy anymore."

Rita: I stumble back into the wall and curse. Shit, that hurts! "Don't act like you fuckin' know me, you little prick! I had my reasons for leaving and I'll be damned if I'll be criticized by some bitch ass punk who thinks he shits roses! So you know what, fucken have at it. This is the last time I try to help you out." I storm out of the room still cursing under my breath.

Jackson: "I can't! I'm sworn to secrecy, a pinky promise and everything! Why don't we forget about it and go do something else. Like... gamble?"

Sorry its taking me so long with Mr.K, I'm trying to work something out.

Your characters rarely get owned :O

❚ Tyler ❚
I'm shaking slightly as she leaves, resisting the urge to punch her in the face.
I shrug it off and keep walking, starting to hide Jude's knives in little nooks I find.

For reals.
But now what...

Lol.
Not sure. v.v
GRAWR. Didn't you say you wanted to use Michelle?

Yep. Who should we have her meet up with?

You pick, these are my other characters:
Matthew
Daniel
Ellen
Julia