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loser like glee - moderator journal (
llgmods
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2011
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APPLICATION / TAKEN CHARACTERS
Taken
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CARMEL HIGH SCHOOL
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Remy Delacroix -
s0uthernc0mf0rt
[Matt Lanter]
Valeria Mettler -
vavaval
[Ashley Benson]
Lily Mettler -
teenagedreamer
[Emma Stone]
CRAWFORD COUNTRY DAY
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Lola Vaughn -
shewasashowgirl
[Lucy Hale]
Mariposa Picarella -
butterflydancer
[Nora Zehetner]
DALTON ACADEMY
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Sebastian Smythe
plunderthesea
Jeff Thompson -
jeff_thompson
Mahlon Picarella -
skinnylabrat
[Gaspard Ulliel]
Nick Miller -
go_getter_nick
Thad Harwood -
warblerthad
Trey Picarella -
newbie_warbler
[Dylan O'Brien]
WILLIAM MCKINLEY HIGH SCHOOL
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Artie Abrams -
artiemotion
Blaine Anderson -
teenagewreck
Brittany Pierce -
b_spierce
Cash Oakley -
cashometer
[Hunter Parrish]
Finn Hudson -
effinnclueless
Kurt Hummel -
gangway_world
Luke Desantos -
desantos
[Adam Gregory]
Mercedes Jones -
cocoababies
Noah Puckerman -
infinitebadass
November Collum -
november_echoes
[Anna Szcekutowicz]
Rachel Berry -
ohiostarlet
Rory Flanagan -
shamrocknroll
Sam Evans -
cartoonjunkie
Santana Lopez -
fakeboobs
Sue Sylvester -
sue_preme_ruler
Sugar Motta -
sugaraspie
Quinn Fabray -
wannabequeen
UNDECIDED
Dave Karofsky -
withoutathrone
GRADUATED
Wesley Sung -
warblerwes
Jesse St. James -
funkless
Held
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none
Wanted
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-Tina Cohen-Chang
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Journal:
Third person writing sample:
For OCs, please include a brief description of the character, PB, and school
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Hello, Cindy here :D Also known as Brittany
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2011-04-04 06:16 pm UTC
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Yes! Um, I'll make her journal and move her info (once LJ actually works) later on today if that's okay?
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Re: Hello, Cindy here :D Also known as Brittany
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2011-04-04 06:16 pm UTC
~unagingtalent from LJ :)
crantini
2011-04-04 06:24 pm UTC
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Character: April Rhodes
Journal:
crantini
Third person writing sample: I'll pretty her journal back up/add her first post once LJ stops being difficult.
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Re: ~unagingtalent from LJ :)
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2011-04-04 06:25 pm UTC
Rachel Berry here <3
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2011-04-04 06:41 pm UTC
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Rachel's journal is the same: golden_girl94 :D
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Re: Rachel Berry here <3
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2011-04-04 07:30 pm UTC
warblerwes
2011-04-04 07:16 pm UTC
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So glad you guys jumped here too - Wes is ">:|"-ing at LJ right now. So! Joining up myself.
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2011-04-04 07:32 pm UTC
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2011-04-04 07:32 pm UTC
gangway_world
2011-04-04 09:16 pm UTC
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justgotzized
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2011-04-04 09:31 pm UTC
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2011-04-04 09:35 pm UTC
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2011-04-04 11:09 pm UTC
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I'm here :D
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2011-04-04 11:15 pm UTC
artieclaus
2011-04-04 11:16 pm UTC
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WHO DIS BE?
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2011-04-04 11:21 pm UTC
artieclaus
2011-04-04 11:27 pm UTC
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Application
Character: Sunshine Corazon
Journal:
sun_gotta_shine
Third person writing sample:
Sunshine's scenes from my old RPG
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2011-04-04 11:29 pm UTC
GIVE JENNIFER BACK!
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2011-04-04 11:32 pm UTC
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I am here :D
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Re: GIVE JENNIFER BACK!
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2011-04-04 11:34 pm UTC
Re: GIVE JENNIFER BACK!
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2011-04-05 12:54 am UTC
discofreakout
2011-04-05 03:02 pm UTC
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No change in username! Mr Schue can still be found at discofreakout :)
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2011-04-05 03:40 pm UTC
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2011-04-06 02:50 am UTC
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Application
So, I heard you losers were looking for a Puck. Dude, I
got
this.
Character: Noah Puckerman
Journal: Dude. Click the name.
Third person writing sample:
Look at Wes' stuff, that should suffice
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Later, bros.
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2011-04-06 11:16 pm UTC
sintana
2011-04-07 05:09 am UTC
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hahaha the above comment rocks my socks, HERE I AM!
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2011-04-07 05:25 am UTC
empils
2011-04-07 08:12 am UTC
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Name- Emma Pillsbury
Journal -
user
Third Person Writing Sample - (Just something I wrote quick for the application. If you would like something longer let me know. I also have a private entry written for Emma friends-locked. :) )
With her heels clicking on the school tiled floor as she walked down the hallway, Emma clutched her shoulder bag tight against her body as she smiled and returned the good morning greetings to the students who were nice enough to send them her way. The smile faded a little when she reached her office door, using her keys already in hand to unlock and enter where she found a note pushed under the doorway.
Emma always appreciated when kids approached her over a matter instead of her finding out and deciding to intervene. It made her choice of being a school guidance counselor all that much more important to her. Putting her bag next to her desk for the moment, Emma sat down at her desk and filled out a green appointment slip for after lunch and walked the note over to the main school office where the teachers mailboxes were setup.
Her eyes were scanning the alphabetical order of teacher names when Emma took a step back and felt her body bump into someone else. With her cheeks flushing, she turned to apologize and instead felt herself shrink inside. "Sue, I'm so sorry. I didn't see you there." All Emma could do was hope she'd get away unscathed by Sue Sylvester's sharp tongue.
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2011-04-07 08:13 am UTC
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2011-04-07 05:09 pm UTC
shewasashowgirl
2011-04-07 11:43 pm UTC
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Character: Lola Vaughn (OC - Wes' girlfriend)
Journal:
shewasashowgirl
Third person writing sample:
gangway_world
YA KNOW ME.
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2011-04-07 11:44 pm UTC
angersex
2011-04-09 07:59 pm UTC
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CHARACTER:
Bryan Ryan.
JOURNAL:
angersex.
EXAMPLES:
as
mjsmith
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2011-04-09 08:07 pm UTC
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2011-04-09 08:11 pm UTC
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2011-04-09 08:17 pm UTC
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2011-04-09 08:30 pm UTC
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2011-04-09 08:21 pm UTC
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2011-04-09 08:22 pm UTC
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2011-04-09 08:31 pm UTC
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2011-04-09 09:14 pm UTC
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2011-04-10 01:44 am UTC
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2011-04-10 01:49 am UTC
rlloyd
2011-04-09 11:59 pm UTC
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Rebecca Lloyd (New Directions OC)
PB Evanna Lynch
rlloyd
There's a ton in the journal
All she wanted was to somehow start over after the "year that never was" to borrow from her other passion (that being Doctor Who). But as Rebecca walked the halls of McKinley trying to locate the choir room she started singing. "In olden days a glimpse of stocking was looked at as something shocking." not exactly caring that anyone could hear her. But that was when she got slammed into a locker and a slushee got slammed into her blonde hair,"Welcome to your worst nightmare Broadway!"
(she's also got a male twin so is that ok?)
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2011-04-10 01:46 am UTC
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2011-04-10 01:51 am UTC
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2011-04-10 01:54 am UTC
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2011-04-10 02:00 am UTC
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2011-04-14 12:39 pm UTC
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2011-04-10 01:51 am UTC
Um, so, hi?
cohenloser
2011-04-10 01:21 am UTC
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Character: Tina Cohen-
Loser
Chang
Journal:
cohenloser
Not that I've put anything there yet, but whatever.
Third person writing sample:
Tina was so bored. So, so, bored. There were no words to describe her boredom. She had absolutely
nothing
to do and it was eating at her soul. And maybe she was being a teensy bit melodramatic, but her inner Rachel kind of came out when she had absolutely nothing to do.
Her mom wasn't home, and wouldn't be home for another hour. She was supposed to be home when Tina got there, but had called and left a message saying she had emergency paperwork she needed to do, or whatever. Yeah, right.
Emergency paperwork my foot,
Tina thought. Elise Chang just didn't want to be home with her rebellious little daughter (which was hilarious because, um, no); she would rather stay at her law office and pretend that she was doing the right thing, that the reason she worked so overtime was because she was a single mom, and not because her daughter wore way more black than Elise deemed appropriate.
Tina shook her head as if to clear it, and then realized that doing so was probably a bad idea because she was kind of lying in the middle of her living room floor. She had the radio playing in the background, but no actual good songs were coming on. The only mildly good song that had come on in the past hour and a half (Tina was keeping track) was E.T by Katy Perry, and that was just because is was
Katy Perry
, not because of the song lyrics. Because in all honesty, they were complete crap. And Kanye Jerkface just made everything worse. 'Tell me what's next, alien sex'? Come
on
.
Pulling out her phone, Tina sighed at the complete and utter lack of texts she'd received since she last checked...five minutes ago. She didn't really like texting anyone without them having texted her first; it felt like she was putting herself out there too much and like it would be a huge rejection if they didn't text back. And she was definitely overthinking the mechanics of texting. But whatever.
Tina probably could've called her boyfriend after she got home and told him that she was home alone, and that he could come over and that they could make - um, hang out for a while, but she honestly didn't feel up to it. Now, she was kind of feeling regretful that she hadn't, because at least she would've had something to
do
then (and wasn't Mike a very nice thing to be able to do - some pun intended). She was probably the worst girlfriend ever, and he would probably be suspicious or something if he found out that she
hadn't
called him, but she only had an hour now before her mom would be home, and it was just too much hassle to get him in and out without her mom knowing in that short amount of time. At least, that's what Tina was telling herself.
Sighing, Tina got off the ground and plodded her way into her kitchen. She had taken off her shoes and socks, and was wearing nothing more than a pair of shorts and a tank top because it was just so freaking
hot
in her house. Elise didn't understand the meaning of the phrase 'air conditioning', and whenever Tina tried to lower the thermostat, would completely freak out about the wasted electricity. Tina had the feeling that even if she changed it now and put it back up before her mom came home, Elise would somehow be able to tell. The woman was a complete psychopath.
"What should I make," Tina mused allowed, wincing at the cracked, painful sound of her voice. She hadn't spoken since she'd arrived home from school two hours ago, and her voice was harsh from disuse. She fumbled her way through the pantry, her muscles not cooperating after lying stiff for the same amount of time. After much struggling, she finally managed to extract some pancake mix and, after making her way over to the fridge to get some milk and eggs, set to work. And so what if she was having pancakes for dinner. If Puckerman could have his stupid waffles, Tina could have her pancakes.
--
er, sorry about that. The whole Tina-boredom thing kind of got away from me.
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2011-04-10 01:47 am UTC
warblernick
2011-04-10 05:49 am UTC
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Character: Victoria Ryan Charleston
Journal: Does not exist yet.
Third person writing sample: I refuse to give this. You have tons of evidence of my writing.
Character: She's a little bit crazy, quirky, British, obsessed with Disney singers, Star Wars, is a total fashion addict and only joined VA because she needed something to look nice on her resume. (I can post the full history later).
Play by: Freya Mavor.
School: Carmel.
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puckhead4life
2011-04-10 08:06 pm UTC
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Character:
Damian Rossi
Journal:
5starlazyboy
3rd Person Writing Sample:
(Hey look a sample - because it HAD to be written!)
Damian watched, amused, from his spot on the couch as Blaine once again started to dance on the various pieces of furniture around the room. They'd been pulled into the room for rehearsal at the last minute, and from what Dami had seen, it was just so Blaine could pretend to dance for them. The song was nothing memorable, at least not to him, but watching Blaine jump from the chair to the top of the couch, had to be the highlight of his day. He had to cover his mouth to prevent the snort from coming out of his mouth, and as the song ended he clapped once to show that he had liked the performance.
He knew he should find the energy to tell the rest of the Warblers that jumping onto the couch wasn't dancing. But that could always wait until tomorrow. Yeah, tomorrow was good.
History:
Dami was born into a family of chiefs. His grandfather owns a chain of restaurants through Ohio
Papa Giuzeppe's
, also known as Zeppe's. He's the third child, of a family of five. He's also the only son, which puts the pressure on him to follow in his father's and grandfather's footsteps. Though he lives with his whole family (including his grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins), he rarely sees them. He's been attending private schools sense he was in preschool, and will go on to culinary school in Italy like his father had.
Personality:
Damian is a laid back boy, who's very favorite word is "procrastination." He believes that no one should ever rush through life. You only get one chance to live each day, so you might as well enjoy it. Being lazy and laid back doesn't help with his school work though. He has to have various tutors and assistance to keep his grades at an average level. He doesn't play sports, because he doesn't like to run, and he only sings because he can sit (or stand) in the back ground and do not much else. He will never find the energy to fight, and if confronted will simply shrug and walk away.
PB:
Luke Worrall
School:
Dalton
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2011-04-12 01:26 am UTC
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2011-04-11 11:09 pm UTC
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CHARACTER:
Luke de Santos; Vocal Adrenaline member, student at Carmel.
JOURNAL:
desantos.
Third Person Sample:
I am
angersex
. It's with that comment. :D
BIO/PERSONALITY:
here
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PB:
Adam Gregory.
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2011-04-12 01:30 am UTC
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2011-04-12 02:09 am UTC
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2011-04-13 01:01 am UTC
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(Okay, so, the urge hasn't died after a week of trying to make it die, and people seem okay with it. So, here I go to sign up for my own demise:)
Application:
Character:
One Sue Sylvester, for there can only be one Sue Sylvester. She is unique, and she resents all implications otherwise.
Journal:
Locked away safely in her drawer with a special blend of venom from different vipers barring the entrance. In case any baby monkeys (ie: children) get any funny ideas.
(*points to username*)
Third person writing sample:
Sue ruled the world. That is all anyone needs to know.
(I've got 2 journals up in her journal!)
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I have an OC that I really want to play, but I also have a strong urge to play Finn. The OC is a female that would go to Carmel. Finn is obviously finn. any preference? haha. or ya know, I could apply with both. MOD'S CHOICE! :)
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2011-04-14 07:26 pm UTC
comment hops.
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2011-04-14 09:21 pm UTC
Re: comment hops.
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2011-04-14 10:01 pm UTC
wannabequeen
2011-04-14 07:02 pm UTC
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Can I put a hold on Quinn Fabray, please?
Also, for the third person example, do you want me to write something for Quinn or just use a third person example from the past?
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2011-04-14 09:49 pm UTC
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Character: Quinn Fabray
Journal:
wannabequeen
|| ~wannabequeen
Third person writing sample:
By the time Quinn opened her eyes, the movie she had been watching was already sitting on the menu screen after having rolled through the credits. The dying light from the setting sun managed to squeeze it's way in through her curtains, casting shadows across her form on the bed. Of course, though, she wasn't alone. The feeling of a steady
thump, thump, thump
reminded her that Finn had come over that afternoon after her mother had left for work. Because of everything that had happened the previous year, her mother had become pretty strict on boys in the bedroom. Honestly, Quinn could understand where she was coming from -- even if she didn't have to like it. There wasn't really an easy way to make her mother understand that Finn was nothing like Puck.
He wasn't much like Sam for that matter.
Curling her hand into the tshirt Finn wore, Quinn turned her head slowly so she was resting only her chin on his chest. His head was propped up on a mound of pillows but his eyes were closed. He must have fallen asleep as well. As his chest steadily rose with every slow breath, she felt the tug of a smile on the corners of lips that had once been perfectly glossed. A lot had changed in a few short months. It had all started with one mistake of a night she let Finn's best friend close to her. For nine months she carried the proof of that night until she'd given birth to the little girl that had her same eyes. But it had been the right thing to do. Puck wasn't the father type, at least not now. Maybe one day. And Quinn certainly couldn't raise a baby by herself. She was simply ill equipped.
Still sometimes she found herself wondering how things would have been different had the baby truly been Finn's. Where would they be right now? Would they have an apartment of their own, trading turns waking in the middle of the night to tend to a child they'd created together? She was almost certain they would have definitely kept that baby. Maybe they'd have named her Carolyn, in slight homage to Finn's mother. She'd have Quinn's eyes and Finn's goofy smile.
Pressing her lips together, Quinn pushed those thoughts aside. One day, when the time was right, they'd have to chance to talk about having a real baby. Once they were ready. She walked her manicured nails gently up Finn's chest, then moved her hand to cup the side of his face. Her thumb gently rolled over his cheekbone. He barely moved though. She was used to him being a pretty good sleeper. Smiling widely, Quinn used her free hand to tuck some loose golden strands behind her ear before leaning down to give him a kiss, careful not to wake him.
With all that wasted time behind her, Quinn now had the availability to think about more important things. Like her, and Finn, and prom. Her chest was tight, stomach filled with butterflies of anticipation over the impending night. Being named Prom Queen wasn't something that she
needed
, per se, but it was definitely something she wanted. And it was something she felt like she deserved after everything she'd gone through. Besides, if she didn't pick it up, Santana would. Oh and God forbid if Santana didn't. Rachel might. That just wasn't something she was able to deal with. She already had a fight on her hands when it came to Rachel Berry, but Quinn wasn't about to go down without a fight. And she certainly didn't plan on giving up Finn.
She let her hand move back down to his chest, then replaced her head where it had been when she'd fallen asleep on him. This was the right place for her. It was right where she wanted to be and right where she belonged.
(I.. let her get talkative. Quinn gets what she wants.)
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effinnclueless
2011-04-15 01:16 am UTC
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Character: Finn Hudson
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Third person writing sample: Derp derp derp:
Finn was sure that someone was screwing with him. He was about 60% sure that lawn gnome hadn’t even existed in his yard up until a week ago, and in Finn’s book, 60% was pretty good reliability. If it meant he passed a class, it was good enough in his book. But back to this lawn gnome. He’d noticed it one morning as he was leaving the house to go to school. Kurt was in tow, he distinctly remembered, because the shorter boy collided with his back as Finn came to an abrupt halt in front of him.
“Where’d that gnome come from?” He remembers asking, because Kurt shot back with a sharp accusation to quit smoking whatever was killing off the rest of his brain cells. Why did everyone keep accusing him of doing drugs? Finn had no idea where he was getting that reputation from. It had to be Puck’s fault.
But here he was a week later, and the gnome was still in the front yard, only in a completely different spot than it had been when he first noticed it. He sat down on the front stoop of his porch, staring at the stupid ceramic figurine, trying to convince himself that it wasn’t a big deal and that he was overreacting. Lawn Gnomes couldn’t come to life, right? Maybe he imagined it being in a different place.
He had no idea how long he’d been sitting there, but it was long enough for someone to come looking for him. He heard the front door open behind him, and a hefty sigh quickly followed. “Are you staring at that stupid gnome again?!” He heard Kurt close the door behind him, and soon felt him settle down on the step next to him. “It was definitely sitting under the tree yesterday.” Finn pointed out, gesturing toward the red-capped statue that was now nestled haphazardly next to their mailbox. “I didn’t even touch it. Someone had to have moved it, right!?” Finn asked, turning his attention to the smaller boy next to him. He was met with a bored, slightly incredulous expression. Kurt would never, ever understand how Finn managed to even feed himself on a regular basis when he acted this inane. Luckily, as far as he could tell, these moments were only occasional. Finn had moments of clarity, which made times like these all the more confusing (though amusing). Finn sighed in defeat as he looked out at the gnome again. He really hoped in the back of his mind that it was just a joke, but a part of him really believed that the gnome managed to move on its own.
He probably would have sat there a bit longer, contemplating the statue that was currently the bane of his existence a bit longer, but a small red car pulled up into their drive way, and Finn’s face lit up. He stood quickly from his seat on the step and ran back towards the door. “MOOOOM. PIZZA’S HERE.” He called, seeming to forget all his troubles now that his Pizza Savior was here. Kurt rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone, tapping out a quick message to Blaine. “Finn just sat on the porch for 20 minutes staring at your gnome. You’re cruel for torturing him like this, but I have to admit… it’s pretty hilarious.” He hit the send button with an amused grin, then stood up and went inside, just as the pizza man approached.
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