multifarious ⟷ in character

Drinking out of the bottle=/=classy...or tasty. And it doesn't make for good sketching fuel when it's not as tasty....booo.

And yet I am still tempted to do it. Along with eating nutella out of the jar....but it IS nutella! And to top it all off in my PJs. How did I hit old fart status so early in my life?

Who is doing what tomorrow and can I join you? Or does anybody want to do something with me? I am taking volunteers starting NOW, so go. Before i start picking random people and volunteering them like a craaaazy!

[Hyperventilation as he grabs his tablet and rushes out of the strip club wearing only a man-thong and about 40 singles. He didn't realize that he hit the "on" button. He's sweaty and clutches at his chest. It feels like he's dying. Heart attack or something, probably.]

SO MUCH NOPE.

Things I need right now:

1. A pumpkin spice latte, thanks Caroline. :\
2. Hershey snuggles
3. So much wine
4. For this semester to be over.
5. My freaking family

And this concludes an announcement no one needed or should actually care about. :P

Nothing like getting grilled by some TVD fangirl while getting your morning Pumkpin Spice Latte. Which really leads me to two questions.

1. Am I back to being recognized, because that got old super fast in Neptune.
2. What the hell is happening on Vampire Diaries this season. Seriously.

Okay, I need to play this game. Somebody please make it happen.

What the French toast...is it just one of those days that drags on forever or is it just me? I feel like I've been in class my whole life, but the clock says it's only been half an hour.

ISAAC.

Cori and I are coming over tonight, heads up. We're not letting you be sad and alone while you miss her; missing her is hard enough on its own.

Allison is gone.

My Allison, at least, her place is empty.

Just thought you guys might want to know. Or not. I don't know.

[Sarah's hair is dirty and matted, pulled back into a braid. Her clothes have seen better days, and have spots of dried blood and dirt and grass stains. She's underweight, but obviously works out, because the bits of muscle that show are sculpted.

She looks very confused as she looks around the hotel room. She sees the letter on the bed and looks it over on the front and back as if there would be something she could understand here. Maybe this is heaven. Maybe she drank too much. She does feel woozy.]

Thought there'd be food here. [She mutters to herself quietly as she checks the empty cabinets, not noticing the tablet on the counter] Or someone at a fucking gate... [She gives up on food and tries the faucets. She looks ecstatic when the water runs, cupping some in her hands and drinking it. When she had her fill, she rinses off her face and turns to the camera because she notices the light. She picks it up] Hello?

That's it, besticle, I give up. Take me to a porn store and go get me one of those stupid things to keep me busy until I can get home. I give up on guys, this is too hard.

How are you guys doing in spite of the filter madness?
[Message not sent. Recalibrated for honesty.]

I can't stand this dry spell. I need someone in my bed tonight.
[Message Sent]

What?? NO. I didn't SAY that!
[Message deleted.]

[He likes walking around the quiet parts of the city that remind him most of home. He's never sure whether he misses it or if he just misses his girls, maybe both. He wishes they could've met Lily, she's kind of like Jess and Ari together in one.

He picks up his kill of the day and decides to visit his new friend. About half way through he starts to regret his decision as he shuffles through the crowded campus with his hand wrapped tightly on the gun tucked in his jeans. The loudness makes him increasingly nervous and twitchy until he makes it inside the music building where he knows she'll be. He tugs the hoodie off of his now damp with sweat hair and lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding. The hall is quieter than he thought it would be. He peeks through the little windows on the classrooms until a voice catches his attention. Her voice. She sounds like an angel. He walks to towards the sound and watches her sing through the window so he won't disturb her.]

I'm in a weirdly good mood today and I want to roll with that, so Hey, I don't know any of you and that's sort of the point, because I want to. This place can turn lonely really fast sometimes and I've been there and I don't like it, so let's see if we can remedy it a little?

Three Things:

• My name is Lily and I think I might be holding the title of most alternate-family members in this place.
• I like music, wine, and archery
• I've decided my roommate and I need a puppy.

Tell me three things about you...and then for the fourth, give me a breed suggestion, because I need a puppy in my life, stat.

[ooc: *this filter is to anyone Lily has never talked to or who she's talked to once or twice but never really got to know.]

JOSH.

That was fun last night. We should do that again sometime.

CORI.

We need a puppy. We're getting a puppy. That should happen sometime this week, imo.

MAL & MIGUEL.

You guys should come over today and we should have a cookout. I don't have classes today.But no squirrels or possums

That moment when you're cleaning an empty house just in case someone else who lives there shows up and wouldn't want a mess see, Mom? I'm being responsible and you stumble upon some home movies and realize what huge dorks your elders really are. And then you realize you'd do just about anything to see them act like dorks in person again.

How the crap am I supposed to teach a middle school band this without it just turning into a cacophony? I cry foul, Mr. Friend. You gave me the piece that no middle school band could ever play without it sounding like a nightmare. I'm totally going to fail this midterm. I'm really regretting turning down the Jurassic Park suite...nobody would've known, anyway.

AUNT CAROLINE.

Can Cori and I take Lucas for a few hours? We kinda could both use some baby snuggles and kisses and you and Derek still weird could probably use some you time, right?

O'Keever Winery is closed for the foreseeable future. And the charity benefit there or whatever is indefinitely postponed.

I can't do it alone. I can't run the winery. I can't make it work without him, or without the others. I'm the youngest. I can't. And Lily just lost her dad. God, I can't do this right now. Why'd you have to take Derek and now Aaron?

Shitty timing whoever's in charge. Fuck you.

ISAAC.
Sorry.

LILY.
They're gone. So, you won't need to babysit anymore or anything.

Seriously?! Son of a bitch! I can't even decide if it's better or worse to actually be in my dad's apartment when this happens, really Powers That Be? You couldn't just wait until I went back home for the night? You couldn't just send me with him? No? Cool, yeah, let's send Lil's Dad home while she's in the bathroom and he's doing dishes from dinner and just to add insult to injury, let's leave the faucet running in the kitchen just to really drive home just how completely random it is and how little power we have in it. I HATE this place
You know what? No. I don't need
I'm not going t
I'll save it for Cori, forget it, most of you people don't know or even like me, so

CORILY.

Cori. Wine. SO MUCH WINE.

Also come pick me up, because I really shouldn't be driving right now. I can't even

After the first week of school as a sophomore at UCLA, I've come to recognize that freshman girls are super easy to spot on campus and I didn't notice while I was a freshman, because I was too busy being one. I have come to the conclusion that any time I see another girl with her hair in a messy bun, wearing yoga pants, she's an upperclassman. On the other hand, if I see perfectly curled hair, a tiny skirt, and a belly shirt or an adorable but obviously uncomfortable dress at 7:30am with flawless makeup...she's a freshman. Ahhh I don't miss the urge to wake up at 5am just to make sure I looked perfect in front of a bunch of other music geeks who were mostly other girls and really didn't care.

Also, what is Yik-Yak? Is that a big thing in 2015 that faded into oblivion by my time or...do I just have very eccentric classmates?

I was not at all prepared for what I was walking past when I decided to take a walk.

That moment when one of your favorite family members has no idea who you are and that means they probably wouldn't want to know. Wine required.