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Realistic or Modern Our picture perfect family (NOT) (Re-Boot)

Kaya blinked and winced as she kept working. She criend out at wine point while she was sweeping but ignored it. She got out if the wheelchair and smwinced. She whimpered as se limped around trying to get her work done.
 
Ken wandered back downstairs, and heard a door slam. He immediately cut the door, and revealed snow. He looked at her awkwardly.


(LOL, it's okay. I think I kinda ruined what snow was planning though xD )
 
((Its fine n' sorry for the late reply))


Snow




Snow ceased singing and stared at her brother who created a large hole in the door. She closed her eyes and turned back to the piano only to state bluntly,




"Your gonna have to be the one who tells mom and dad about this one. Good luck with that."




She says before softly hitting the keys on the piano and creating a tune that fills the air with a soft sweet melody that matches the tune to Mariah Carey's - Hero. The girls gentle voice soon matches the pitch and melody of the song and the words flow out easily with the song creating music. When the girl finishes singing the song she takes but another deep breath and smiles at the piano. Her face filled with joy and pure happiness.
 
Ken sighed as he face-palmed. He started thinking of ways to rebuild the door... Then he heard Snow singing. He looked at her as she sung. After she was done, Ken flung the door back together, putting dabs of glue in the right stops, and walked into the kitchen, still thinking of her song.
 
Andrea grunted in frustration and pain as she tried to keep working. She started singing to herself softly. "I ruled above, another war another jewel upon the ground…I was blind, couldn't see the world that's right in front of me…but now, I can. Then I lost it all…dead and broken my....backs against the wall, cut me open I'm just tryin to breathe just tryin to figure it out because is built these walls to watch em crumblin down I said…then I lost it all…who can save me now?"
 
(I am tired of being in jail.)


Despite Jason's wishes otherwise his father was contacted by the police. His father paid for bail with money saved up for his fathers treatment, the both argued the whole way to the hospital hoping to check on Andrea. Still technically banned from seeing Andrea, his father was send ahead to check on her. When he returned to the car with the news of her disappearance and Jason's panicked, fearing Joe being released as well and being after andrea. He drove in all speed to the mansion.
 
Ken grabbed an apple from the kitchen, and went outside


(I just realized there was no point in going to the kitchen other than this.)
 
Jason found ken outside the mansion when he arrived and rushed to him.


"Hey, welcome back."He said in a rush."Will catch up later but first tell me Andrea is here."
 
"Phew...Thank god."He said with a sigh of relief."Well, technically on bail. I still need to go to court for the....Hey, wait a minute! Why are you working and not in the hospital!? Are you nuts!?"
 
Tommy


Tommy looked back at Ken, as he cut open the door to the piano room, where Snow was. "Damn...". Tommy, with all his strength and speed, ran upstairs and grabbed a duffel-bag. He immediately started stuffing his clothes and personal items inside it. He dropped to the floor, closed his eyes, and silently cried. Even though he was always taught to be the 'manly' figure in all of situations, he just couldn't handle it anymore. Even as just an outsider looking in, it wasn't hard to tell how fucked up this so called "family" really was. After all, Tommy is just a 14-year-old boy. He's far from manhood. He felt so unloved, so uncared about. No average teenage boy could ever be expected to even get this far in some shit like this.


He finished packing, and the final thing he had left... was a picture of his family, before all the bullshit went downhill. His father (Rex, his mother (Sally), and older siblings Ken, Snow, and Roxy, along with himself were all included inside the picture, all of them smiling. Tommy with a vengeance then threw the picture across the room and glared at the broken glass that lay before it. He got up and went downstairs, all just to run outside and to see Ashley about to leave. "Ash, wait!". He then ran to her and grabbed her arm.


Ashley





Ashley stopped and turned around to see Ashley. She jumped back at the sight of Tommy running towards her. He had obviously just been in a big fight with somebody. Most likely Snow, if not somebody else first.


"Ugh! Get off me!? What the hell do you want from me!?!?"






Tommy: "Wait, wait! Don't leave..."


Ashley: "Are you okay? What is it?"



Tommy: "I'm running away from home. My Dad always give me $10,000 for my birthday every year. I'm 14, so I have 140k saved up already. I have half of it with me now, and half of it in the bank. I was thinking we could get condo in downtown or something."



Ashley knew how much she needed the extra money, but she also knew that Tommy was younger than her and a little dumber in terms of what he really wanted but she knew that she couldn't really take advantage of him like that, as that was wrong on so many levels.



Ashley: "Tommy..."


Tommy: "Ash, please...."



Ashley: "-sighs- Fine, you come with me. But don't expect any 'action', if you know what I mean. I might be a slut to everyone, because I know that myself that I kinda am. But I don't use people like that. So come on, before that bitch of a sister you have comes out here, with her crippled ass."



Tommy would've told her off for talking about Snow like that, but he really couldn't agree more after what he just experienced with her. The car and pulled off. Tommy finally had a sense of freedom, for once.
 
"Yes and kill yourself in the process? That is what i went all this trouble for..."He began to lecturer before the latest piece of news."...Wait what? Tommy and a baby?" As if on queue a car pulled out and tommy chasing after it and chatting with the driver and Snow it a wheel chair."Sheesh, i leave for several hours..."
 
"I'm fine but it's...." Sally's phone rang and she recongised the number. "I'm ever so sorry, Andrea but i'm going to have to take it. If i don't, they may view me as someone who is not available and they'll pass on the contract to someone else."


An hour later


Sally returned home after a long discussion on the phone regarding her next job thanks to her agent and was very concerned about Snow's text. She pulled up to the drive way and entered the house. "Snow?" She caught a glimpse of Andrea working and walked over to her. "Darling, you don't have to work. Please take all the time you need to recover and don't worry about not being paid. I'll convince him to pay you and if he doesn't, let me know and i'll sort him out." She knew what her husband was like when it came down to paying the staff and did not have time to wait for Andrea. "Snow?" She called out again.


(I don't think the person who is playing the father is in the RP anymore. This poses a problem for me due to the father being inactive.)
 
"Andy!"He said rushing to her wheelchair and grabbing hold of the wheelchair handles preventing her to go anywhere."Listen to the boss women and go back to the hospital or at the very least rest. You can go voluntary or i push you there."
 
(Yeah, I'll talk to him Dovah. He said that he would be returning, but claims that he forgot. I'll speak with him again, and then I'll give you guys a character update, ok? Great!)
 
"Andrea, you will kill yourself as result! What good will you be to him then."She said approaching her and wrapping his arm around her waist."Tommy is old enough deal with his own issue."
 
(Thanks. Also, i may have somehow misread a post. If Snow didn't send out the text, I will dismiss it as Sally's phone playng up. If she did, I will be waiitng for Blackrose. Also, sorry for the inactivity. Laziness prevailed.)
 

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