In the Thunder and Rain.

[Inspires.]

(RULES):


- group rp, join if you want.


- no stealing the attention


- don't be too dramatic.


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"Ah." Delilah yawned, sitting up on her bed and stretching out those long, brown arms of hers. Afterwards, she relaxed and slight turned her head to face the window beside her. It was a sunny day. Barely any clouds, and just the right breezes at the right moments. Right out of Delilah's house stood a large oak tree that she sat under during days like this, reading a book, drawing, or just to watch the busy streets. Crowds of people moving about, occasionally bumping over each other, tripping over shoelaces or trying to hush a crying toddler. Huge, almond shaped hues switched to focus on the mess in her room. Clothes. Everywhere. The sight brought forth an angry groan. Doing work in the mornings were such a drag to Delilah. But it had to be done anyways. It wasn't like any of her roommates(you) were going to fix it themselves. Fixing her fingers to clutch into the sheets, she yanked them off her body and stuffed it under her pillow, exposing her bare legs to the sunlight which gleamed through the half-open drapes. Delilah wore only a large shirt and panties whenever she slept. No pajamas. Just that. Extending her arm lazily to grab a hair tie, Delilah ran slender fingers through curly, black and thick hair while fixing it in a messy ponytail. Then, she stood, the large shirt dropping to cover at most to her mid-thighs. "Ahhhhnnnnnnn...." Yawning and stretching again. "I better clean this up now. Before I lose motivation."<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2013_04/tumblr_m13rhfaf451qaagiso1_500.jpg.7b98a924933bb90bc91a14f7dea68259.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="201" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2013_04/tumblr_m13rhfaf451qaagiso1_500.jpg.7b98a924933bb90bc91a14f7dea68259.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>

 

[Chiba Masato]

from one of the other rooms came a crash and and almost shouted curse. It was one of the roommates, he often stayed up late and went to sleep during the day. It seemed his entire life was backwards compared to most. He worked a lot of part time jobs and when he wasn't busy working he was always writing some sort of music. He loved to write music and when he got caught up in it he often forgot to clean. This had happened for the past few days. He didn't care but now he realized how messy the house was. Grumbling he began to clean his room up. He had been living here for quite some time now how long? ah who cared about that. As he dragged his trash bag out of his small room he looked over into the other room and looked back down grumbling something about shameless indecency and kept dragging the bag out of the small house. As he got outside he squinted at the rising sun. To bright and annoying one of the neighbors greeted him and he nodded and trudged back into his room and put his headphones back on and went back to making his music. He never let anyone else here what his music was because he thinks no one will like it. Brushing his organish blond hair from his blue eyes he smiles at the screen thinking how close he was to finishing this piece. Suddenly his computer crashed staring at the screen blankly he suddenly screamed in a mindless rage and threw his pillow across the room knocking a lamp over which fell to the floor splintering into many pieces on the floor. Cursing more he picked the pieces up and threw his pillow haphazardly back on his bed and opened his door and trudged out heading out for a walk as he usually did when he was pissed off.