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I literally just got on here and cried. Bye bye hpff.
I'll miss all the good times we had together.

The wind whispered softly through the trees, giving a voice to the otherwise silent woods. High above, the full moon shone brightly down on the forest, illuminating the patches of ground that remained uncovered by foliage. It was a serene night; calm and relaxing in the most basic of ways.

At least it was, until the silence was broken by a sharp intake of breath followed by nearly indictable tears hitting crisp leaves. A small girl was sitting in a miniature clearing of the forest, wrapped in an oversized sweatshirt. Her blond hair swathed her face and highlighted her blue eyes, now shining with tears. She was curled in on herself, lost in a bought of misery she found herself spiraling into once every fifty years or so. Usually she had friends or family to help bring her out of this state, but here? She had no one really. Everyone she once cherished had left, moved on with their lives to do bigger and better things, while she was stuck here, unable to leave because of some sentimental reasons. That and the issue that she had nowhere else to go.

Jackie hugged her knees to herself, praying no one would show up and see her like this. Yet also praying someone would find a way to help her out of this state of near depression. She was good at repressing emotions, so much so that when she severed her relationship with Nate, she hardly cried. But they always came back. All of her emotions built up to a point where she couldn't control them anymore. They possessed her with a vengeance that she was helpless against.

She knew she must look weak and pathetic, wallowing in her misery here, but she had been strong for so long, she felt. She wanted someone else to have to do that for a while. But you have no one. She reminded herself, steeling her backbone.

Wiping at her eyes, she pressed her lips together, refusing to let another sob loose. Vampires could go without air indefinitely, but it was uncomfortable, especially when all she wanted to do was cry herself into unconsciousness. Jackie bit her lip. She bit it hard, so hard that it started to bleed. Her own blood tasted terrible, but she was too afraid that if she stopped, she would start to cry again and never stop.

What is wrong with you? She scolded herself. Snap out of it!

Jackie composed herself at the sound of movement around her. Her usually sharp senses were dulled at the moment and she felt oddly vulnerable. "Hello?" She called out shakily.

Jackie is officially back, although I can't promise to constantly reply... I'll try my hardest!!! I've missed all of youz so much!

Jackie padded, barefoot out into a small clearing somewhere in the forest. Every now and then she would hear the small crunch of a twig as it snapped underneath her foot, and she would hear leaves rustle on an oak tree nearby. It was lovely out and Jackie needed a refresher in something pleasent.

She knew she hadn't been around campus a lot. A tiny tinkle of a laugh trickled out of her throat at the thought of other people's thoughts about her. (Convoluted sentence, I know) They probably thought she was an antisocial freak, but she frowned at the real reason behind her disappearence.

Her step mom had gotten breast cancer. Usually it was treatable, but it was caught to late. When she was called by the doctor, she was told the only thing she could do was come to say goodbye. Jackie had gone to San Francisco to see her in a hospital room. There wasn't any special care. It was like the doctors had given up. When Jackie had thrown a table through the wall in frustration, she had to leave. Two days later her mom died. Ever since that, she had been virtually dead. She hadn't talked to anyone in ages. It was torture.

Ok, so I've been noticing that lately some people are getting a little character thingyy. Not everyone is bad, but everyone probably ends up doing it sometime. So this thread is just to help define your character and improve them. What you do is list one good trait about your character and then one bad one to go with it.

Jackie:

Very fast and agile: Not very strong for a vampire

Graceful when she runs: Has problems walking normally in shoes. (klutzy)

Friendly to be around: Talks to much

Understanding: Very short tempered

((Ok before I begin, I want to let you know. If you've read my previous story(s) you will be able to tell I am a diehard sucker for a romantic tragedy. So if you want to read a story with all action and mindless junk, you have the wrong fan fic.  If you want something thought out for weeks that is purposeful, please read this. Luv ya!  ;) ))

The streets were dark with only a couple of lamps to illuminate her way.  Her shoes clicked anxiously on the stones, and her gaze flicked from side to side.  She was completely enclosed in a dark black cloak that was only made heavier by the pouring rain.  It made her hair a shade darker, and it clung to her face.

She wore this robe only on trips through the muggle realm to disguise her appearance.  It was tempting to lure one of the muggles into a dark alley.  It would be quite easy. She was very attractive as all other vampires, but if that didn't work, which she was positive it would, she had blinding speed and 'super' strength.  Everything was easy, but only if Jackie wanted to be a monster.  Thus, she was very tempted, but when her thoughts traveled down that path she instinctively thought of her father.

Pain surged through her like someone had just hit her in the stomach with a crowbar.  Her father... dead.  Again her mind flew to a defense mechanism.  Brown eyes, amazing, she thought as the image appeared in her head, but again the pain came.  It wasn't as bad, but it still hurt.  This happened every time she was away from him.  She thought about sneaking away in the middle of the night, and felt bad about it, but he couldn't know she came here.  It was best.

She was so absorbed in her thoughts, she barely noticed when she reached the door or the run down bar she was looking for.  Not really her ideal meeting place, but Mr. Marks had insisted upon it.  Mr. Marks wasn't the type of guy Jackie usually associated with.  He was sleazy and untrustworthy, but would do anything for money, which Jackie had plenty of.

As she stepped into the bar, all eyes turned on her.  She took off her coat and it revealed the red shirt and jeans that accentuated her figure. After only a second a few drunks came up to her. "Wull... Hullllooooo perty lady." One slurred reaching out his hand.  "What ya gunna dooooo later?"

Jackie smirked, slapping his hand. "Actually I'm going to meet by boyfriend."  The man just smiled and stepped closer, wrapping his greasy arm around Jackie's waist.  "Awe, don't be likeee that lil missssss." He drawled, but the smirk was wiped clean from Jackie's face. "Go away." She said firmly on the edge on anger, but the man just raised his eyebrow. "No! What'll ya doo?" He shouted.

Jackie shrugged and punched him in the face, causing him to fall over and stagger into a table.  Then, surveying the crowd for faces, Jackie saw Mr. Marks.  She quickly walked over to him and sat down.  "Did you get it?" She asked impatiently.  Mr. Marks nodded and slid a small package of tightly bound papers and Jackie returned it with a stack of money.  "Thank you for your troubles." She said curtly, getting up to leave.

As she exited the bar, she saw a figure waiting for her in the rain. "$h*t." She muttered, looking down.

She was running away.  She seemed to be doing a lot of that lately, but it now seemed like the smartest thing to do considering she was being chased by a maniac.  The only thing she could see was trees, but she heard him in the forest behind her.  She called for help, but figured it was in vain as she heard no response.

She looked back behind and in doing so tripped over a root in the ground and skidded to a halt over the forest floor.  She felt her head hit a tree and the tree tipped over.  The next thing she knew she was looking into red eyes from the forest. SHe screamed as loud as she could. "HELP!" She managed before it was cut off by the raucous laughter.

(Hey, join, but when you do, don't kill the evil guy.  You can beat him up and stuff, just not kill...  ;))

Jackie was sitting on the bank of the river holding her knees to her chest.  She was curled up in a ball and her head was spinning.  The trees seemed to point sideways as so many faces flew through her mind, some sweet and some horrible.  Some she felt afraid of and some she longed to see. 

Her memories flashed back to the dreams she'd had over the past days.  The same person.  He was everywhere and she couldn't get him out of her head.  He could tear her life apart or complete it and he had no idea.  But she was to afraid to tell him. 

She grabbed a fistful of her blonde hair and tugged, frustrated. A tiny tear rolled down her face and she flicked it away wondering what emotion it could be from. She stopped and jumped up at a noise in the forest.

(Pm to join)

Jackie sat quietly, perched on the edge of a sofa in the common room, staring at the fire. She hugged her knees to her chest and watched the fire snap and crackle and pop. (rice krispies! lol)

Her body was still as a statue, but her mind was racing overviewing thoughts until she was snagged on a song which flodded her mind. She started to sing it softly, her favorite part...

Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run,
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
Its a love story, baby just say yes...

Romes save me, they're tryin to tell me how it feel
This love is diffucult, but its so real
Don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess,
Its a love story baby just say yes...

She hummed the few remaining bars, but stopped, wary when she heard a noise other than fire in the room, but from where she couldn't tell

Ok, so this is somewhat RPG related, but it didn't fit anywhere else. So, who might I ask are the "couples" or hmm... "crushes" (if you will) in RPGs? I would just like to know and have that out there, floating around, because I am so loat when it comes to that aspect of the RPG right now.

Help and post if you are a "couple" with someone or someone you know of.  ;D

Amusement parks were supposed to be fun, not where an insane killer lures you to your death in a house of mirrors... Jackie looked behind her, she was running, dodging, the darkness was closing in, muffling her every movement. She turned and backed into a wall as a mirror shattered to her left, and she let out a high pitched scream of pure terror, trying to see into the darkness.

"What do you want!?" She screamed, hot tears beginning to stream down her face. A malicious laughter echoed in the room and she began running again, blindly, only to stop in the middle of the room; her dead legs unable to carry her on.

She crumpled to the floor and clutched her head in her hands. "Go away!" She yelled, sobbing now. "What do you want?!"

He appeared in front of her and took her neck, lifting her off the ground. "The locket." He growled, dropping her and letting her crumple into a useless pile again, as he towered over her.

She lay on the ground, gasping for air, but was able to look at him, fury blazing in her crystal eyes, the tears still streaming. "No." She whispered, the hate marred by the choking sensation of her ragged breathing and sobbing.

He chuckled and stepped down on her arm, then a sickening snap reverberated across the room. He watched her writhe and scream in pain, enjoying every minute... The monster. Then he took her chin in his hand and turned her face to his. "Where is it?" He hissed.

She stared back, fire burning in her eyes. "Never." She spat in his face. Then she turned and bit his hand, her steel like vampire teeth, cutting in easily. He howled in pain, giving her enough time to escape. She never felt so fats; she flew over the floor and out the door. She didn't stop until she reached Hogwart grounds. She ran until she couldn't;t move, then she slumped against the side of the building, and sobbed.

She cried for a good five minutes before the searing pain in her arm hit her, but when in did, a scream of agony, escaped her lips. She sat cradling her arm, the pain racking her body for what seemed like hours, until she was able to focus and pull a small locket on a chain from her pants pocket.

She froze when she saw a shadow around the corner and shrank against the wall, face somewhat contorted in a mixture of fear, pain, and wonder of who it might be... Although she only longed for one pair of comforting arms now... She smiled as his image flooded her mind. Forest green eyes and a comforting smile, and she could imagine he was there, but was it him around the corner?

((Leaves you with questions doesn't it? I don't know why I wrote it, it just spouted from my head.  Some questions... And opinions please? Oh, and should I make the rest of this into an RP also because there is much more to this story? PLEASE ANSWER?))

["But Dad! I can't find the star lines!" She complained, frowning at the sky."Shh..." Her dad had said. "You have to use your imagination! Don't you see there's a princess, and a lion!" He said smiling and pointing.She looked up and was ecstatic. "Look, a dog! And a fish! Ooh! A bunny rabbit!" She had squealed.]

Jackie lay out on the cool grass, letting the dampness soak through her heavy gray sweatshirt. A light fog still misted the forest, and all was black. It was a new moon.

She pulled the sweatshirt tighter around her and gazed up, trying to connect the stars into patterns, but it was a lost cause. Jackie never could find the constellations, her eyes became moist, remembering when she was two years old...

"But Dad! I can't find the star lines!" She complained, frowning at the sky.

"Shh..." Her dad had said. "You have to use your imagination! Don't you see there's a princess, and a lion!" He said smiling and pointing.

She looked up and was ecstatic. "Look, a dog! And a fish! Ooh! A bunny rabbit!" She had squealed.

But her father was gone now, and so were the pictures in the sky that used to hold so much wonder for her. The magic disappeared when she got the letter, speaking of her fathers death. Now, she was lost. It was the end of life with her father. The beginning of life without him, it was a new moon.

A noise in the forest aroused her from her thoughts and she wiped away the tears that seemed to stream down her face in a never ending torrent. "Who's there?" She called into the blackness.

Ok so everyone here is a character in twilight and its like a stupid Rp.

Me: Alice

*Wakes up in meadow with bird on her head.* WAAAAHHH!!! *Jumps up and punches bird.* Aww CRAP! That was a rare one... Oh well! *enjoys bird as small snack.*

((Allright! I need others to post!))

Jackie sat slumped against a tree in the forest clawing at the bark with her emmense strength. "Why?" She hised through her teeth. Then a shriek. "Why me?"

She had just found out she was a vampire. Not a Siren, no, those powers were an aftermath of a spell. She was really a vampire. She hated it. She wanted to claw at herself until that part of her was ripped free.

Then Jackie stopped for a brief moment, the craving for blood burning in her throat. She groaned and started pulled at her long blonde hair. "No... NO!" She screamed, her voice like a wind chime, ripping through two octaves. If she could cry she would be crying now. But her eyes remained dry. No tears would come forth. She ripped at the trunk of the tree sending it crashing to the floor of the forest. Then she got up and ran.

She ran for what seemed hours, but was only really a minute. Then she returned to the tree on the ground and stared at it. 'I can't believe I did that.' She thought grimly. Then she sank to the ground again in disbelief. She was her worst nightmare. Her deepest fear. Then why wasn't she afraid?

Name:  Jackie Saylem

AGE: 124 (But appears to be 15; (explained in history))

Height: 5'2"

Appearance: She has straight blond almost white hair and white porcelain skin. When she gets thristy, her eyes turn black and when she is full they are bright blue, which is slightly unusual for a vampire. She is small and has slender proportions, such as a small torso and is skinny, but almost too much so. To some people she would appear weak. She is quite attractive because of her vampire roots. Her lips are a shocking red in contrast to the rest of her pale face, and almost no one knows about the tiny scar she keeps hidden on her right shoulder. A true testament to her dangerous past.


RACE: Vampire

Parents:
True Mother: Dead,
True Father: Dead,
Foster (vampire) Father: Marcus Saylem
Foster (vampire) Mother: Angeline Saylem

Personality: Doesn't like crowds, they make her uncomfortable. If you are a person she likes, you will know it, but if she doesn't like you, you will also be sure to know. But fortunately Jackie dislikes few people, so that is not typically a problem. She is very understanding and compassionate, but short tempered. She has been known to blow up trees, when angry at the slightest thing. She absoloutly detests being a vampire and thinks it is the most horrible thing in the world. Also she in extremely emotional, sometimes overly so and tends to snap when something tragic happens.  She tends to be pestimistic at times and overprotective which can be somewhat irritating.  She also talks about everything that is wrong and sometimes can come across as somewhat of a complainer. Sometimes her heart goes out to people in the most unlikely situations.  She also tends to feel sorry for people a lot because it was how she was raised. One person though has captured her thoughts now.  She has met Nate and thinks she might finally be happy (a rarity) because she has found someone like her, who is caring and (somewhat) immortal which she thought might never happen.  

Likes: She loves other people who understand her and her cousin Mira. She liked being around people who understand that she is a bit emotional and has a temper problem. Also she can be found swimming in the water A LOT. Water tends to be her escape from the rest of the world. Nate ('nuff said).

Dislikes: The fact that she is a vampire. She can't stand the fact that she might accidently hurt people that she knows and loves. She also hates it when people try to protect her, more than she needs, if any. She is independant and not afraid to show it. She also hates being babied and protected. Feeling like something is her fault and hurting thos she cares about.
Power:Jackie has the power to run extremely fast, super strength (if you will), extremely acute hearing, sense of smell and eyesight. But those are just things that come with being a vampire. Her other power is being able to alure men with her singing, which has caused many confusing mishaps in the past, and things she really tries to avoid today.

History: Jackie has always thought of herself as being a normal girl, until she came to hogwarts, that is. She vagely remembers being a little kid, but thats because that was 124 years ago. Jackie was turned into a vampire by Marcus after her parents died. Her parents had died in a car crash, and Marcus was assigned her gaurdian. Marcus had resolved to turn her into a vampire after his wife, her foster mother died. He couldn't stand the thought of being along for eternity.

So Jackie was frozen forever in time, forever fifteen. But only this year has she found out what she has become. It came by news of her father, who decided it was time. She had never noticed, because as her family members died, she had been told it was accidents, never old age. And as new were born, her father explained them as being distant relatives. Jackie was hidden in a shroud of mystery for years. It would explain why she was home schooled and never ate, just drank delicious red 'protien shakes' Marcus made for her.

Now though Jackie knows of her horrible past and wonders how many people her 'father' must've killed to give her blood all those years. From that point on she has tried so hard to live a normal life, go to school with other kids, and never hurt another human. She just hunts animals now. Luckily she has found others of her king here at Hogwarts, and is feeling wanted once again, but nothing good can last forever can it? What about when she outlives all her new human friends...

Name:  MIranda Rose Saylem

AGE:  17

Height: 5'4"

Appearance: Dark wavy chocolate hair and big chocolate brown eyes that seem to big for her face. She has white pale skin and wide cheek bones, but the rest of her face is quite narrow. Her lips are full and she always seems to be biting her bottom lip in thought, when she is confused, a small dent forms between her eyebrows and her mind is somewhat erratic of you listen to her thoughts. She is slender and would be what some consider pretty, and is happy with how she looks. Although she hates her feet, everyone's feet to be precise.

RACE: Witch

Parents: Unknown, They died after she was born and no one ever spoke of them again.

Personality: Outgoing and fun, when she sees something tha she wants, she goes for it and nothing can stop her. This has been a small problem in the past with her friends and certain boys, but it has been worked through. She tends to have an interest in people that are mysterious or appear that way to her. Her over all personality can described in three words: understanding, jelous, temper. She tends to, when someone gets in her was, and she's angry, just end up blowing up on that person, people say her and Jackie have a lot in common like that. She is also independant and stubborn, which has been a problem because sometimes, its obvious she needs help, but is to stubborn to recieve it.

Likes: Animals, people, children and parties. LOVES to hang out with people, and admires Ginny Weasly. SHe also likes being around people she trusts, and when you earn that trust, its there to stay. The downside is it takes a while to earn it.

Dislikes: Feet, she absoloutly hates feet! But even more that feet she hates arrogance.

Power: Animagus, water element. Working on earth element.

History: She has been at Hogwarts her whole life and hates her father. Her cousin Jackie is the opposite of herself. Mira's family has never been a big part of her life and she tries to forget them as much as possible. Except for Jackie who is like a best friend.

Mira stood in the middle of a grass clearing by the lake.  She had a tent set up and decorations also.  She had brought in Jackie to help with the decorations.  Right now she was over by the punch.  Mira swished her hands as a bunch of balloons tied itself to a bunch of chairs.  She had hired a dj and he  was just arriving and setting up his stuff on the small stage Mira had gotten her hands on.

***

Jackie was over in the corner with a bowl of water and the punch ball.  She had really good control of the water element so she would take a her hand and form a small ball of water then blow on it and it became ice. Then she put the ice in the punch bowl.  She looked over at Mira.  She made a ball of ice and threw it at Mira and it turned into snow before pelting her in the back. 

***

"Ugh! Jackie!"  Mira said letting out a big sigh.  "You know, you're over there making ice for me, could you at least put the ice where it belongs?  People should be getting here soon!!!" She shouted across the room to where Jackie was sitting/

***

Jackie sighed and stuck out her tounge before getting back to what she was doing before.

((Try to keep the posts substantial, and please use caps at the beginning of sentences and such!  Ugh, that is my pet peeve)
Mira sat down letting the chilling winds ruffle her hair.  She looked out across the expanse of land that lay in front of her.  Images flashed into her head, of friends.... of foes... of everyone.  She relayed certain thoughts that came to mind with those images... Ginny, power, anger, admiration.  Xaver, fear, cold, protectiveness.  Sirius, happieness, fun, adventure, hurt, confusion, comfort.  Jessie and Billie, energy, loyalty, happieness. 

Mira settled on a few people, people she seldom talked to these days. Then she for some reason thought about Cody.  Fun, power, intelligence, mystery. 

((Ok there is kind of a planned story line.  So don't just jump in, please ask or Pm me first.  And try to stick to the plot. Thanks!!))

Mira was running through the forest with four little bundles of fur in her arms.  She ran straight to what seemed like a normal clearing, and pulled out a key and inserted it into what seemed like thin air.  Mira opened something and disappeared behind it, closing a door behind her.  She was inside an invisible hut, or at least it was invisible to those without a key.  And she had only given one other person a key.  She put down all the bundles which were four little wolf pups who got down and started wobbling around the 'hut' which was really just an open grassy place, with toys.  MIra sat down and waited for someone to arrive.

((Now for those of you without a keey, maybe walk along and run into the hut by accident.  Mira will probably come open the door.))

Mira had wandered into the forest as she usually did and had turned into her golden retriever dog animagus, Angel.  She was watching the beautiful sunrise.  It'd golden light fragments turned even the forest shadows into dancing golden figures for a moment.  Angel lay down and rolled around a bit before returning to her paws, soaking in the first of the rays of sun.  SHe was out quite early and normally was alone.  But there had been more and more people lurking in the forest lately.