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Post by SAITO DAISUKE on Nov 26, 2011 10:50:10 GMT -5
[atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,5,true][atrb=style,width: 450px; background-image: url(http://i802.photobucket.com/albums/yy305/ontheSCENE12/1728335.png); padding: 20px; border-radius: 60px,bTable][cs=2] tie my hands up to a chair took a sip of something poison | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,5,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style,border: 1px solid 525252;] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][rs=7][atrb=width,350px,true][atrb=height,400px,true][atrb=style, vertical-align: top;background-color: #c4c4c4; overflow: auto; padding: 10px; border-radius: 25px;] warm sunshine fell gently on the boy's back as he walked through the park. a small smile could be seen on his face. his stance was lax, despite the fact that he was completely alone. he preferred being alone sometimes. when he was alone, he could be himself. he didn't have to pretend to smile, and be funny. he could just be calm, and think. it was an early saturday morning, and really, it was a miracle he was out of bed this early. but after a few weeks of staying up until the wee hours of the morning, and then going to school, he'd passed out at about seven friday afternoon. a quick glance up at the weak morning sun, and he knew he didn't regret getting up so early. yeah, he normally got up this early for school, but he was in such a bad mood at the fact that he had to go to school in the first place that he didn't care about how pretty his surroundings were.
but now, as he walked down the paved sidewalk that lead the statue, he took some time to admire nature at it's finest. the grass was slightly damp with dew, no animal stirred. no human stirred. the air was still and quiet, with a sense of calm that kept the small smile on his face. it was moments like this that he appreciated the most. moments where he wasn't pretending to be overly happy, moments where he wasn't flirting with some girl just because, moments where he didn't feel sad. ah, the glory of teenage angst.
his amber eyes were turned toward the sky when it happened... he ran into something.. solid..ish? whatever it was, it wasn't very big. he looked down, and his eyes fell on a small girl. "oh! i'm sorry, i didn't even see you there!" he exclaimed, rather loudly. | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,5,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: c0c0c0; border-radius: 10px;] WORDS: 316 | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,5,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: c0c0c0; border-radius: 10px;] HINATA! | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,5,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: c0c0c0; border-radius: 10px;] MUSIC: "Helena Beat" - Foster the People | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,5,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: c0c0c0; border-radius: 10px;] CLOTHES: black jeans, white tee shirt. | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,5,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: c0c0c0; border-radius: 10px;] NOTES: i hope you can work with it. also, sorry it's so short D; |
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Post by HINATA HYUUGA on Nov 26, 2011 15:30:36 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,410,bTable] | [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 25px; color: #D6943D; text-align: left; text-shadow: 1px 1px 0px #2B1B06; text-transform: lowercase;]THIS IS THE STORY OF A GIRL,[/style][STYLE=margin-top: -5px; font-family: courier new; font-size: 12px; color: #794D14; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 30px;]WHO CRIED A RIVER AND DROWNED THE WHOLE WORLD[/style] [STYLE=margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 5px; float:right; line-height: 15px;]
[/style] [STYLE=font-size:9px; font-family: arial; width: 260px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; background-color: #F5EEE4; border-top: 4px solid #4E310A; border-bottom: 4px solid #4E310A; padding: 12px; color: #2B1B06; margin-left: 3px; margin-top: -11px;] It was nice outside. The sun was shining, there wasn't a cloud in the sky, and there was only a gentle breeze. Perfect weather for a walk, actually. Hinata was greatful for the weather, as the day before had brought rain. Grabbing her sketchbook and a pencil, and putting on a simple shirt with jeans and a hoodie, Hinata set out for the park, She usually went out for walks on mornings like these, where she could just relax before returning to her household chores in the evening. It was quite early in the morning. Hinata wondered if anybody was awake by now. It seemed unusually quiet outside. There wasn't a single noise, except the sound of birds chirping in the distance, and the wind blowing on the tree's leaves. She started sketching a drawing of a rabbit, who just happened to stop in front of her. It kept it's distance.
However, when Hinata started to move, it already had hopped away. Too bad, she thought, with a small frown. It would have been a unique picture to draw. She never had been able to draw animals before. Mostly just trees and portraits of people in her family. Animals were too hard to draw. She continued walking, feeling in a happy mood. It was so pretty outside. It must be affecting her attitude. Hinata as well felt joyful. Distracted, she thought about many things. What chores were left at home to do? Should she clean her room again? Did Neji need anything from the grocery? How was Kiba? She hadn't seen him in a while. Suddenly, she felt herself walk into someone. Or did that someone walk into her? It didn't matter. It was a boy. He started apologizing to her. "Oh! Im sorry, I didn't even see you there!" Hinata shook her head, "I-it's okay." she said softly, not used to loud people around her. "I-it was my fault."
WORDS! enough. TAGS! daisuke NOTES! your post wasn't that short! ~ c; made by KIWII at BTN! [/style][STYLE=font-family: courier new; font-size: 12px; color: #794D14; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: left; margin-left: 30px; margin-top: 5px;]AND WHILE SHE LOOKS SO SAD IN PHOTOGRAPHS,[/style][STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 20px; color: #D6943D; text-align: right; text-shadow: 1px 1px 0px #2B1B06; text-transform: lowercase; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -3px;]I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT WHEN SHE SMILES.[/style] | |
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Post by SAITO DAISUKE on Nov 26, 2011 22:42:57 GMT -5
[atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,5,true][atrb=style,width: 450px; background-image: url(http://i802.photobucket.com/albums/yy305/ontheSCENE12/1728335.png); padding: 20px; border-radius: 60px,bTable][cs=2] tie my hands up to a chair took a sip of something poison | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,5,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style,border: 1px solid 525252;] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][rs=7][atrb=width,350px,true][atrb=height,400px,true][atrb=style, vertical-align: top;background-color: #c4c4c4; overflow: auto; padding: 10px; border-radius: 25px;] daisuke looked down at the female in front of him. her head was dropped, and her voice came out in a small stutter. a big smile lit up his face, she was so cute! he felt like he'd seen her somewhere before, but he couldn't put a name to her face. he took a small step back to give her some much needed space. daisuke was well versed in shy girls, since they were the only ones he had any real interest in. yeah, he liked to flirt with anyone, and he wasn't going to turn down a night of fun, but he wasn't interested in a relationship with a loud and confident girl. they just weren't his style. they were just like him.. kind of.. they were just like the fake him. maybe that's why he liked shy girls better.. because deep down he was more like them. no one knew, though, and no one ever would.
he smiled down at her. "hey, i'm pretty sure it was my fault, dear. but i don't think there was any harm done either way. you are okay, right?" his smile was warm and kind, his face was vibrant. his amber eyes were lit up, and the hand motions that accompanied his words were very animated. sometimes it sickened how quickly he could change his personality. he didn't even have to think about it anymore, it just came natural. honestly, he didn't really know who he was, or even who he wanted to be. but wasn't that how everyone his age was? no one could be sure of themselves at such a young, right?
it didn't really matter, anyway. he doubted anyone had the problem he did, but it was just his way of dealing with people. as a child, he had been very shy, but he found the louder he was.. the more comfortable he felt and the more friends he made, it just kind of stuck. he placed his hands behind his back and rocked back and forth on his feet. that was another thing he did. whenever he was around other people, he had trouble keeping still. it just made him feel better to move around. he looked up at the sky, and then back down to the small blue headed girl. he loved girls like her, they were just so cute.. and such a pleasure to be around. | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,5,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: c0c0c0; border-radius: 10px;] WORDS: 398 | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,5,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: c0c0c0; border-radius: 10px;] HINATA! | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,5,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: c0c0c0; border-radius: 10px;] LYRICS: "Helena Beat" - Foster the People | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,5,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: c0c0c0; border-radius: 10px;] CLOTHES: black jeans, white tee shirt. | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,5,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: c0c0c0; border-radius: 10px;] NOTES: <33 |
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