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Post by ROWEN XANTHIS on Oct 27, 2011 21:13:00 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [STYLE=background-image:url(http://i838.photobucket.com/albums/zz310/FallenStarlight/Icons/Apollo/BHRKvs.jpg); border-left:10px #000000 solid; border-right:10px #000000 solid; border-top:10px #000000 solid; border-top-right-radius:5px; -moz-border-radius-topright:5px; -webkit-border-radius-topright:5px; border-top-left-radius:5px; -moz-border-radius-topleft:5px; -webkit-border-radius-topleft:5px; width:100px; height:100px; -webkit-box-reflect: below 0 -webkit-gradient(linear, left top, left bottom, from(transparent), color-stop(0.5, transparent), to(white));] [/style] | [STYLE=color:#C6930A; font-family:georgia; text-align:center; font-size:20px; text-shadow:#AA98A9 1px 1px 1px; letter-spacing:-2.0]the road i walk is paved in gold[/style][STYLE=margin-top:-10px; color:#E5E4E2; font-family:georgia; text-align:center; text-shadow:#AA98A9 1px 1px 1px; font-size:30px; letter-spacing:-3.0; -webkit-box-reflect: below 0 -webkit-gradient(linear, left top, left bottom, from(transparent), color-stop(0.4, transparent), to(white));]to glorify my platinum soul[/style][STYLE=width:350px; border-bottom:10px #000000 solid; border-left:10px #000000 solid; border-right:10px #000000 solid; border-bottom-right-radius:5px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright:5px; -webkit-border-radius-bottomright:5px; border-bottom-left-radius:5px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft:5px; -webkit-border-radius-bottomleft:5px; text-align:justify; padding-left:5px; padding-right:5px; padding-top:15px; padding-bottom:15px; font-size:10px; font-family:tahoma; color:#AA98A9;]Rowen was on a high hill in the fields sitting on a picnic blanket, smiling happily. Though it was mostly an act, today he was having to face someone he hated. Why was that? Well, he needed money of course, so he was treating him to a nice brotherly cheap picnic. He knew his brother probably wasn't in the best of shapes but of how good and nice he was all the time, it probably wouldn't be hard to score a few bucks off of him. He smiled, the picnic blanket was your typical red and white checkered blanket you'd see in the movies. He had a basket filled with sandwiches and apple juice, not enough money for anything else. Which was frustrating, as much as Rowen loved his job he might have to get a real one soon.
Rowen had mailed a letter to his darling brother hoping he'd at least come and accept it. He was sure he would though, his brother was to damn polite all the time. Which was just another reason he annoyed him. He was here to strictly ask for money, nothing more. It wasn't cause he wanted to see him. Never. Never again after what happened. His hatred only grew more and more with each passing second. He couldn't ever care for such an uptight jerk. He wouldn't accept his place in work, but he was doing what he loved and that was that. So that's why he was now sitting and waiting for the man he hated. Nothing more. Nothing less. At least that's what Rowen kept telling himself.. and hoped that it was true. [/style][STYLE=font-size:10px; text-align:center;]shiki at btn[/style] |
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Post by CAESAR XANTHIS on Oct 27, 2011 21:55:48 GMT -5
[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #cacaca; padding: 10px; width: 450px, bTable][atrb=style, width: 100px; padding: 10px; float: left; background-color: #e2e2e2;][style=border: 2px solid #cacaca;][/style][style=font-family: Courier New; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #494949; padding-top: 5px;]I'VE HEARD IT SAID THAT PEOPLE COME INTO OUR LIVES FOR A REASON. BRINGING SOMETHING WE MUST LEARN, AND WE ARE LED TO THOSE WHO HELP US MOST TO GROW, IF WE LET THEM. AND WE HELP THEM IN RETURN. WELL I DON'T KNOW IF I BELIEVE THAT'S TRUE, BUT I KNOW I'M WHO I AM TODAY, BECAUSE I KNEW YOU.[/style] | [style=background-color: #e2e2e2; height: 320px; overflow: auto; width: 275px; float: right; padding: 10px; font-family: Tahoma; color: #494949; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px;]A letter had come in the mail for Caesar. It was obvious who it was from. The handwriting was small and atrocious, or maybe it was just Caesar being bitter. The thought of joining Rowen for a picnic made his heart race. There had been conflict between the two of them, and things never really cleared up. There was no way Rowen was in this for the sake of spending time with his brother. He was always begging for something. The thought of seeing the redhead did peek his interest. It had seemed like forever since the two had seen each other. Much to his conscious' distaste, he decided to join his brother on this outing.
The small blonde followed his brother's directions and ended up in a large field. Upon a hill he could make out the form of his brother. His red hair was hard to miss. His saliva got caught in his throat. There was no way he was ready for this. 'This is no big deal. Just put up with his bullcrap, give him what he wants, and get out.' His mind instructed him over and over. Thin legs carried him up the poor excuse of a hill and up to the picnic blanket. It was so stereotypical. Caesar tried his hardest not to roll his eyes at his brother's failed attempt at a picnic. Blue orbs landed on the young man, trying not to narrow in a death bringing glare.
"What a pleasure it is to see you again." He lied convincingly. Eyes scanned over his brother. His heart began to race inside his chest. Orbs were quickly averted to the vast blue sky. This was nothing. Just another fake brotherly moment for Rowen to take advantage of him. Caesar just couldn't say no.
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Post by ROWEN XANTHIS on Oct 30, 2011 15:19:05 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [STYLE=background-image:url(http://i838.photobucket.com/albums/zz310/FallenStarlight/Icons/Apollo/BHRKvs.jpg); border-left:10px #000000 solid; border-right:10px #000000 solid; border-top:10px #000000 solid; border-top-right-radius:5px; -moz-border-radius-topright:5px; -webkit-border-radius-topright:5px; border-top-left-radius:5px; -moz-border-radius-topleft:5px; -webkit-border-radius-topleft:5px; width:100px; height:100px; -webkit-box-reflect: below 0 -webkit-gradient(linear, left top, left bottom, from(transparent), color-stop(0.5, transparent), to(white));] [/style] | [STYLE=color:#C6930A; font-family:georgia; text-align:center; font-size:20px; text-shadow:#AA98A9 1px 1px 1px; letter-spacing:-2.0]the road i walk is paved in gold[/style][STYLE=margin-top:-10px; color:#E5E4E2; font-family:georgia; text-align:center; text-shadow:#AA98A9 1px 1px 1px; font-size:30px; letter-spacing:-3.0; -webkit-box-reflect: below 0 -webkit-gradient(linear, left top, left bottom, from(transparent), color-stop(0.4, transparent), to(white));]to glorify my platinum soul[/style][STYLE=width:350px; border-bottom:10px #000000 solid; border-left:10px #000000 solid; border-right:10px #000000 solid; border-bottom-right-radius:5px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright:5px; -webkit-border-radius-bottomright:5px; border-bottom-left-radius:5px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft:5px; -webkit-border-radius-bottomleft:5px; text-align:justify; padding-left:5px; padding-right:5px; padding-top:15px; padding-bottom:15px; font-size:10px; font-family:tahoma; color:#AA98A9;]Rowen, was adjusting the sheet corners, unrolling them to make sure the sheet wasn't wrinkled. Damn, where was he? Rowen was never one to wait long he was impatient, and just as he was about to pack things up cause he didn't think he was coming, his red eyes caught a little blond haired fellow on his way. Then for a small moment he felt his heart fill with excitement and almost ran over to tackle him to the ground as he did when they where younger. Though he quickly shook the feeling off. He hated this man, he really did.
As the blondie walked over he looked at him. Why did his brother have to be handsome, another ache in his chest. Rowen looked at the grass, for a moment composting himself then put on a big old grin for his brother "Nice seen you again too bro! Take a seat! Everything I made was homemade! I hope you enjoy~" He said trying to stay peppy even though he just wanted to yell at the man in front of him for every little thing he could think of.. but for now he had to play nice.
Rowen slowly opened up the basket, hoping that his brother wasn't to hungry looking at it once more there really wasn't much in it. He pulled out a sandwich, which he knew was his brother's favorite type and put it on a paper plate, and handed it over to him, with a big smile. It was hard for him to smile, as he took another look over his brother, but he was avoiding eye contact as much as possible, he was scared that he'd get lost in his blue skies once again. Like he always used too, Rowen could never admit it to him, but she was terrified of his brother. Terrified of loving him. [/style][STYLE=font-size:10px; text-align:center;]shiki at btn[/style] |
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Post by CAESAR XANTHIS on Oct 30, 2011 15:33:26 GMT -5
[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #cacaca; padding: 10px; width: 450px, bTable][atrb=style, width: 100px; padding: 10px; float: left; background-color: #e2e2e2;][style=border: 2px solid #cacaca;][/style][style=font-family: Courier New; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #494949; padding-top: 5px;]I'VE HEARD IT SAID THAT PEOPLE COME INTO OUR LIVES FOR A REASON. BRINGING SOMETHING WE MUST LEARN, AND WE ARE LED TO THOSE WHO HELP US MOST TO GROW, IF WE LET THEM. AND WE HELP THEM IN RETURN. WELL I DON'T KNOW IF I BELIEVE THAT'S TRUE, BUT I KNOW I'M WHO I AM TODAY, BECAUSE I KNEW YOU.[/style] | [style=background-color: #e2e2e2; height: 320px; overflow: auto; width: 275px; float: right; padding: 10px; font-family: Tahoma; color: #494949; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px;]The words that spilled from hateful lips made Caesar's blood boil. He was smart enough to know that this was all a hoax. Rowen could care less, and Caesar knew it. The realization ached in his chest and churned his stomach like the high seas. The blonde sat down on the hideous piece of cloth and faked a smile. Rowen was bright-eyed and bushy-tailed as he handed his brother one of his favorite sandwiches. The blonde took it almost cautiously. He took a bite, feeling the wondrous flavors of peanut butter and jelly fill his mouth.
After that he set the plate down on the cloth. It was time to get serious. Dull eyes landed on the redhead, a distant look on his face. "So what do you want?" His voice held no emotion, even though a torrent of emotions were swishing around inside his being. His brother was so handsome. He resisted the urge to hug him, hold him tight like they did when they were younger. When they were in love. Caesar knew he probably shouldn't have been so blunt, but he didn't want to be walked all over again, so he decided to grow a temporary backbone.
Why don't you love me anymore? His mind was begging, but he maintained his composure. "The only time you ever want to see me is when you need something." He decided to back up his previous question. His head turned as he looked into the field; a sea of grass. Looking at Rowen was painful. His radiance oozed from his body and hammered away at Caesar's heart piece by piece.
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