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Post by Logan Marshall on Dec 26, 2014 12:06:27 GMT
Logan had his metal claws on, sure, it felt good to have them back. He had back his bad-boy attitude, and was once again frickin' angry. He had animal blood streaked under his eyes, and all over his tattooed chest. He looked up at the sky and screamed, screamed a bloodcurling scream. "There... Is... No one... Left!" He screamed after every strike he took at the wood. His girlfriend, Rayne was gone. Jack was gone. His former gang friends in Chicago were all killed. Logan thought he was such a bad---. He thought he was the toughest, the most feared, which he actually was. He shifted into tiger form, and climbed up a tree, waiting for someone to walk onto his turf.
(Is in allowed to say cuss words, as long as I do this: ----? )
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Post by Brenda Anders on Dec 26, 2014 16:53:10 GMT
(Mmm... I'd prefer not, since it would seem we accept swearing in those forms, but for this thread, EXTREMELY LIGHTLY, fine)
A young female with brown hair and warm brown eyes pushed her glasses up her nose as she walked through the trees with no destination. A call from far ahead brought her attention to the scent on her nose, which was odd but strangely familiar and tough. Maybe Jack had finally appeared!
She took off at a run, her nose to the sky, which probably looked weird for a human who didn't want to take the time to change, arriving on the scene of what looked like a murder had taken place there.
A few scrapes of wood caused Brenda to turn and find a large tiger crouching in a tree above her, and she backed up, nearly tripping over her own feet. She wasn't scared. Just surprised and pissed.
So yeah, Brenda had dated Logan for a few days before he left her in the dumps for some other hot red-head with a tough attitude to match his, not coax it to a safe one. It had ruined her, but most of all it had strengthened her.
"---- it!" Brenda hissed under her breath, shooting knives at the half-blood before whipping around and stalking off, planning on letting Claire know that the stupid cat was back.
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Post by Logan Marshall on Dec 26, 2014 16:59:23 GMT
Logan opened his eyes when he heard the swish of a knife. "What the hell?" He murmured. He looked down to see Brenda. "Ah ----! Not this son of a ----- again." He turned into a human and then jumped down and chased Brenda. He was faster then her, and quickly caught up and attempted to push her down. "Now what the hell do you want?" He shouted. "You can do whatever you want to do to me. My life is already a pile of ----!"
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Post by Brenda Anders on Dec 27, 2014 0:09:46 GMT
|Uh.. that's not necessarily what I meant by "lightly." LOL, also, I meanth figurative knives, like when you say she the gave him a knife stare" or something. PLUS she wasn't running. She was just turning and walking off because she didn't want to deal with him|
Ears wanting to twitch, Brenda turned and saw Logan approach her at quite a speed. Watching his form, she quickly noticed him tense and promptly launch himself at her, and she sidestepped the attack. "What are you talking about?" she shrieked, her tail fluffing up in frustration. "I never said anything! I never touched you! You think you're so important and that everyone is a threat! I tried to be your friend and more, but no you need someone that can have a smoke and rip people to shreds. I don't need you in my life!" With another brown, stiff, cold stare, she whipped around once again and stalked off, trying to ignore the hot fury under her skin.
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Post by Jack King on Dec 27, 2014 2:26:50 GMT
(lol just gonna throw jack in)
Jack was whistling in the forest, clicking his heels every now and then. He was extremely happy, mostly because he wanted to give Brenda a surprise date. Jack thought she would be in the forest, so he was there.
The tall young adult saw Brenda, and said, "Hi Brenda!" Jack wanted to give Brenda a surprise date, so that he could say he had changed. He really didn't want to be evil, or scary or menacing, he just wanted to be friendly to all.
"Oh crap." Jack saw Logan, and he thought they must have been fighting or something. "L-logan, I-I didn't know you w-were here..." Jack was deathly afraid that he would see Logan or Rayne again. He didn't want to be reminded of his past by seeing gangsters again.
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Post by Logan Marshall on Dec 27, 2014 21:04:35 GMT
Logan looked at Jack. "You! You're gone for a year, I think you're dead, and you leave the gang! We're brothers, man. You broke that promise!" He breathed avidly getting angrier. He glanced at Brenda, but returned his attention to Jack. "AND NOW I'M GONNA BREAK YOU!" He yelled. He attempted to plunge his metal claws into Jack.
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Post by Jack King on Dec 27, 2014 22:55:23 GMT
(Woah, he was gone for a year? It's been what, a month maybe? 1 month = 1 year xD )
Jack saw Logan, and instantly clicked into his original mode of gangster. Anger flourished his eyes, but instantly turned sarcastic. "Yeah, we were not brothers, it hasn't really been a year, you can't assume I'm dead, it wasn't a gang, but just merely a group of two fugitives, and don't you remember I can just dodge you?" Said Jack coolly, as he dodged Logan's attempt to hurt him. "Ha!" Cocked Jack.
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Post by Brenda Anders on Dec 27, 2014 23:48:52 GMT
Brenda's heart pounded in her ears. Her two lovers, one current, the other past, fighting in a brawl that she knew they wouldn't stop until either one of them was dead, both dead, or somehow they were forced to stop.
"Logan!" she yelled, pleading with him and her boyfriend. "Jack! Please, stop this!" Brenda stepped forward, fear lightened in her eyes. "You guys, please stop!" Her hands reached out, and she stepped between them, looking either way, a hand facing both their directions.
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Post by Jack King on Dec 28, 2014 2:20:26 GMT
Jack looked at Brenda, and pointed at Logan. "He started it. I was just defending my physical health." said Jack, shrugging. That was all he did. If he did not dodge Logan's attack, he could have died.
(i'm sorry it's super short, i am cold and tired)
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Post by Logan Marshall on Dec 28, 2014 13:07:13 GMT
Logan screamed and attempted to stab Brenda in the wrist. "Yeah, I did start it. And you're not so tough now, Jack, are you, goody-goody. Mr.-I'm-All-Innocent. You can't erase your past, so you might as well do what you do best. And what I do best is being a criminal. And I can't change that. It's the only thing I know. I'm not nice. That's solidly true."
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Post by Brenda Anders on Dec 28, 2014 19:28:57 GMT
The girl withdrew her hand just in time, but a deep scratch was left in the claws' wake. She turned to Logan, blocking Jack with her body. "Logan, listen to me. I don't.. I don't know what's going on with you right now, but I'm begging you, stop this! I don't care who started it. You both are being so stubborn and I just don't want you both to lose Animalia. So PLEASE STOP!" Brenda took a shaky breath. "Please just let me talk to you. Alone, if you want. Like we used to, when we first met. Remember that? In the tree, and you put down your claws so that we could talk without me running with my tail between my legs? Can't we just talk?"
|That's a lot of talking. Chase, can you reply to our PM? I'm so bored right now|
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Post by Jack King on Dec 28, 2014 23:39:27 GMT
Jack was amazed at Brenda's wanting for him and Logan's "fight". He had seen Brenda do that, but once.
Jack remembered that Rayne and Logan have been together, but, he had not seen Rayne for a long time. Maybe she left the academy? It's hard to say. This probably meant, in Jack's head, that Brenda lost her feelings for Jack (maybe because all they've done was kiss...A LOT) and tried to gain Logan's feelings. Brenda did say that they once met in a tree, and from Jack knowing Logan for awhile, he could tell from the dropping of claws, that Logan liked Brenda.
"I can just go, if you guys want to talk alone, if you want." said Jack. Suddenly, the 19-year old realized something that could've changed the entire dilemma of love: Logan and Jack were never really meant for Brenda. They could seriously injure her, without even trying. They both just seemed...too dangerous for her. "Oh and Logan?" said Jack softly. "I changed because I didn't want to hurt Brenda. I still have it in me, but I shoved it down deep inside me, because I knew that I...you and me could both do great~terribly great things, but I wasn't sure if that was the right path for me to take.
"The night of the party is what cleared my eyes. I knew that anybody could be good, you just have to find it. Even me and you, we had good inside us, in Chicago, we teamed up, we didn't leave eachother in the dust. We looked out for each other, and that's a sign of goodness. So, Logan, don't hurt Brenda, please. I'll leave you two alone to talk."
(Woah, I have an 103 degree farenheight fever, and I wrote this? woah)
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Post by Logan Marshall on Dec 28, 2014 23:45:20 GMT
Logan slowly dropped his claws. "I need to talk to Brenda alone." He said softly. "Jack, you should go." He looked at Brenda with sad eyes. (This is if Jack left): "Brenda, I'll never find love. Rayne is gone, and she's the only one that loved me." He sighed. "And nobody would love a monster like me."
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Post by Brenda Anders on Jan 25, 2015 21:37:14 GMT
|Since Mable won't post, lets just assume they are alone|
Brenda sighed, shaking her head. Cautiously, she stepped forward, attempting to hug Logan like a friend. "I loved you. I loved you more than anyone I have ever loved." A tear rolled down her cheek, and she remembered the pain of seeing him with Rayne. "That's why I left at Rosemary's party. I... I loved you then and... I love you now." Brenda withdrew from Logan. It was part of the plan between her and Jack for her to pretend, but... part of her still couldn't bare to be without Logan.
Brenda's eyes skipped from one of Logan's eye to another over and over, and she hesitated. She didn't know what would happen. She didn't know if Logan would shove her away or hug her or... or even kiss her.
She didn't know.
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Post by Logan Marshall on Jan 25, 2015 21:48:40 GMT
"I'm sorry." He said, shaking his head. He turned around, and began to walk off.
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