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The Devil You Know

The Devil You Know

A few years ago, a group of friends left town to escape their secrets. Now, those very secrets are bringing them home- and putting them all in danger.

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There are some aspects of your past that you want to forget. Sometimes moving away is enough to allow that to happen. An old group of friends tried that- they ended up scattered across the country, and ultimately fell out of touch with their old friends. They thought they'd done it- that they'd finally escaped everything they weren't proud of. But one day, they get a phone call. The death of an old friend brings them back to their hometown. They originally think that it's going to be a short trip- but when they're each brought in for questioning, they realise that things aren't quite so simple. It's believed to be murder.

It doesn't take long for the group's names to be cleared- after all, most of them were the other side of the country, and all of them had rock-solid alibis. But the question still remains- what was the motive? And are the rest of them being targeted? And do those secrets that they thought they had finally buried have anything to do with it?

They think that their secrets are unrelated, that they can't possibly have anything to do with what happened. But they all lead back to one person. And that person wants rid of all of them. While the group thought that moving away would bury their secrets, this person believes that the only way to get rid of these secrets is to ensure that those who hold them are themselves dead and buried. And in order to find out who they have to stop, they must all confront their secrets- both old and new. But it's never as simple as writing an apology or accepting what happened and moving on- facing their secrets will bring up old feelings, stir new trouble, and wreak much more havoc than anyone could ever imagine.




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No godmodding. All characters are human.
Keep the drama to the IC. If you have a problem with another member, try and sort it out over PM, and if that isn't working, I will act as a mediator.
Make your secrets realistic. It doesn't have to be massive, like "I killed my brother"- but it has to be big enough to have an impact on their life when it's revealed.
If anybody just magically finds out another character's secret or figures it out without too much work, it spoils all the fun. Don't do that.
If you have to leave, please just message me, and I'll work out a way for your character to leave
If you don't post for two weeks and don't give me some kind of reason, I'll assume you have left and will proceed as such.
Commitment would be nice.
Reservations to be posted in the OOC.
Relationships of all kinds are not only welcome, but they could nearly be described as necessary in character. Intercharacter relationships will be important, so please bear that in mind! If things get a little steamy, fade to black.
Violence is expected, but just don't get too graphic.
Enjoy! At the end of the day, it's all about fun.
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Name: Lee Romero
Age: 21
Secret: Was blackmailed into selling sex as a teenager
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Played By: iCat



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Name: Rebecca Cruze
Age: 22
Secret: Was involved in a car accident that killed two people and left two children seriously injured
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Played By: Maci-Care



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Name: Lateefah Hart
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Name: Lincoln Cole
Age: 20
Secret: Was abused by his father
Face Claim: Colton Haynes
Played By: blueiridescence



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Character Portrait: Lee Romero
Lee Romero played by iCat
"We're just strangers with the same damn hunger to be loved."
Character Portrait: Rebecca Cruze "Let's just have some fun and forget the world."
Character Portrait: Lateefah Hart "First of all, you don't know me."
Character Portrait: Lincoln Cole these words are knives, and often leave scars.
Character Portrait: Willow Henderson "This thing could get the better of us if we let it."
Character Portrait: Heather Swan Real? What is real? I don't think I know the difference anymore.
Character Portrait: Tallulah Ashmore "Don't threaten me with a good time."
Character Portrait: Benjamin Thomas "There's only so far we can bend before we break"

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xxx"now it's four in the morning
xxxi'm just trying to find myself.
xxxwhat the hell did i do?
xxxi'm the life of the party."


Lee wasn't exactly sure what response he had been expected. His head was foggy and dizzy at the same time, and he couldn't really think or plan ahead. So when Link hugged him, Lee was surprised. And then he nearly burst into tears. What he would have done to be held like this after leaving all those parties. He pressed his face into Link's shoulder as the other man comforted him, reassured him that Tee was looking after Rebecca. But he'd still left her behind, she didn't deserve that, why hadn't he stayed? He shouldn't have stormed off like that, should have... talked about it. She was going to hate him now, and it was all his fault.

So when Link told him it was okay, that he wouldn't mind Lee crying, Lee broke down. He wasn't even entirely sure why. He was ashamed, he was afraid, he was so afraid of so many things. Perhaps if he was a little more sober than he was, he would have felt embarrassed about how, an hour ago, they were just awkward acquaintances at best, and now, here he was, sobbing in Link's arms. But right then, Lee wasn't capable of feeling more than one emotion at once. So he let the anxiety consume him for a brief moment, and he cried.

He didn't know how long he stayed like that for. In some ways, it felt like it wasn't long enough, and in others, it felt like an eternity. But eventually, the crying subsided, and Lee straightened up, wiping his eyes. And perhaps it was the drugs in his system that lent him some courage, but he found himself asking, "Can... can I stay with you tonight? I just... I don't want to be alone." His parents were out of the country at some big important business conference, one that was too important for them to miss. And generally Lee didn't mind being by himself but... this was an exception.

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xxx"why should I play this game of pretend?
xxxremembering through a secondhand sorrow
xxxsuch a great son and wonderful friend
xxxoh, don't the tears just pour"

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Willow grinned as Tallulah made her way over. She hated seeing someone by themselves. Especially at a party. And then, suddenly, Tee was gone with hardly any explanation, and a "See you later?" that Willow didn't even get a chance to answer. She raised her eyebrows. "Huh. Guess everyone is in that disappearing mood tonight, huh?" She remarked. She could still remember one of their last... conversations. Which had deteriorated into Willow yelling that she knew nothing about her and Jake's relationship, and storming out. Not her finest moment but... yeah. Maybe they could make it up.

But the atmosphere of the party was starting to change. People were getting drunker, and the guy being dragged out by the football team for spiking drinks had kinda killed the mood a little. It had lost its charm, and Willow was starting to consider leaving. She spotted yet another familiar face. Heather Swan. It had really been a while, so again, she waved, trying to catch her attention and beckon her over.

"If I get enough people around, you can't all abandon me," she teased as she glanced at Tallulah. "So, what have you been up to these days?"

In reality, the party was starting to get a little much for her. She'd already seen a few people passed out, and the uncomfortable atmosphere was doing nothing to settle her nerves. Had she not heard about drinks being spiked, she'd have been tempted to drink, but now that was just making her more worried. It was a little overwhelming, and the option of leaving was starting to seem more and more appealing. So instead she was going to get herself involved in a conversation. If she left now, people would start judging her. So she would stay.

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xxx"all the people i know aren't who they used to be
xxxand if i try to change my life one more day
xxxthere would be nobody else to save
xxxand I can't change into a person I don't wanna be."


It had been more than a while since Tallulah had last seen Willow and it took her a second to even remember what had happened between the two of them. They'd been friends, she supposed, but never close enough to truly confide in each other. Then Jake had come along and everything had kind of just fallen apart...
Tallulah smiled, not letting the negative memories sneak into her mind. Despite everything, it was good to see Willow again. Willow asked what had she been up to and for a fleeting moment, Tallulah wanted to tell her about everything--her mum, the danger they were in, her dad and his threats. But she didn't. Because this was a public place where anyone could hear and she wasn't even that close to Willow.
"Well, I mean, not really that much. I'm studying photography now which is awesome. I feel like I'm the only one that hasn't really changed." She laughed nervously. "It's really weird seeing everyone again after so long."
Tallulah glanced around the room. The energy of the party had gone from 100 to 1 in a matter of minutes and some guy was being dragged away, supposedly for spiking drinks. It was now, not for the first time that night, that Tallulah had been almost proud of herself for throwing her drink into that random guy's face. At least she wasn't drugged up or doing something stupid that she wouldn't even remember tomorrow morning. She recognised a face in the dying crowd. Heather? Another feeling of strangeness washed over Tallulah from seeing these people for the first time in what felt like forever. Maybe she'd finally be able to patch things up with some of them. She wasn't exactly happy with the way that things had been left and with Sarah gone now, all that seemed trivial; easy to fix compared to the tragic death of a undeserving young woman.

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xxxsense of lost self,
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The party seemed pretty dead. Were all parties like this? Heather wasn't entirely sure since they weren't really something she frequented. But this wasn't anything like what she saw in the movies. She was expecting energy and loud music. As Heather glanced around, more, she noticed that she may have been more than a little late and was even seeing several people leave. The girl mentally kicked herself. She had spent too much time trying to mentally prepare herself that she almost missed the party entirely.

It wasn't much longer, after making her observations that she noticed someone waving her over. Heather quickly looked around to see if there were perhaps someone else the woman was beckoning to but there was no one else. It wasn't two steps when Heather recognized the person. It was Willow. The girl that Heather considered too cool to associate with a silly nerd.

Sarah had that talent to just pull people of all types towards her. Unfortunately, Heather didn't exactly click with the majority of Sarah's other friends. But, even then, Sarah still managed to make time for Heather.

Heather noticed a red headed girl standing with Willow and sort of recognized her as well. She didn't stand out as much as the others and Heather remembered thinking the girl was probably like herself. Heather remembered going to Tallulah and trying to spark up a conversation in the only way she knew how. Talk about whatever was the latest horror movie or which monster from American folk tales was the scariest. The conversation didn't go well and only seemed to create this awkward air between the two.

And now here it was again. Heather stood in front of the two girls not really knowing what to say. She didn't have that same energy she used to and was much quieter. She had to think of something to make it seemed like she was cool. Or at least passable.

"So, um, some party. A shame, it seems, I've missed most of it." There was a brief silence. Heather sucked at making small talk about things she didn't really care about. "It really sucks that us meeting again was at the cost of a life." Heather gave out a small smirk and realized it must have been a while since she raised the corners of her mouth. "But you know what they say; 'the death of someone only brings their friends and family closer.' I guess that's in the literal sense, for us." Heather's eyes darted between the two. Hoping she didn't say anything stupid and hoping more that she didn't look as nervous as she felt.

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xxx"for all the light that i've shut out,
xxxfor all the innocent things i doubt.
xxxfor all the bruises i've caused and tears.
xxxfor all the things that i've done,
xxxall these years."


While holding Lee close, Link rubbing circles on the other male's back. Whispering soothing words into his ears, as he would perk up when Lee asked a question. Without a hesitation Link spoke softly to the other male. "Of course, it'd be better for you to be with someone," he would pull the male closer. Allowing himself this simple pleasure. Just holding Lee, was what he wanted to do. He wanted to stay like this for eternity. A spark lit inside of Link however. He was angry that someone would do this to people. He would shift his body to where he was grasping Lee's side and lead him to the bike. His mind racing at a thousand words he wished to say.

"How could someone do somthing as fucked up as this? Lee doesn't deserve this...he's too great of a person. He forfuckinggave me for the bullshit I put him through. I'm going to make this up to him....somehow."

The male seemed lost in his thoughts, as they reached the motorcycle. He would help the male get on the bike and get on it himself. Taking the helmet he did have (but never wore) he would hand it to Lee, revving the engine of the car. "Hold tight, okay?"

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xxx"I never strayed to far from you
xxxForever by your side
xxxNo matter what I was going through?
xxxBut now I never know the things to say to you"

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->Previously in Roseville<-

Benji's hands were oddly still as they lay folded on the surface of the metal table. If this had been five years before, he would be shaking like a leaf. Not this time. After years of keeping his hands still in the midst of a potentially fatal event--like that cave-in in North Carolina--they remained steady even when his insides felt like they had when he was six and rode on the Gravatron at the state fair. There was no way this was about high school. He had been away for years and hadn't sold a thing since. Unless... did Furlough give him up? He never got over Benji leaving the business. Probably never would...

An officer came in, a folder in hand, and sat in the chair opposite Benji. He cleared his throat and said, "Benjamin Thomas. Do you know why you're here, son?" Benji shook his head. It had been less than an hour since he left the airport when police intercepted him getting a coffee at his old place of employment. "No, sir, but I'm sure you're about to tell me." The officer flipped open the folder and slid it over to Benji. Inside were pictures of Sarah, before...and after. He hadn't been back at school for a month after his mother's passing when he received word of Sarah's death-- no. Murder. This is why he was here? "Messages between you and Sarah were found during our investigation. It seems you had a falling out of some sort the last time you were in town."

Benji cleared his throat. "She wanted something from me I could no longer give her. My mother had just died. I was only home long enough to plan and have her funeral." He explained. "Sarah and I were friends in high school. She was one of the sweetest girls I knew. I'd never do anything to hurt her." He looked down at the picture from before her death. It was one from high school. Her hair was pulled up and a smile spread across her face. Her at-the-time-girlfriend was beside her, a forced smile on her face. If he remembered correctly, that girl was very possessive. Went after him a couple times because she was worried he was getting to close to her girlfriend. If they asked Benji, that's who they should've been looking at. "You can even check my schedules. I was in Europe at the time of her death. I have a photo to prove it if you'll let me get it from my bag."

The officer nodded to the one-way window behind him and within a few minutes, the door opened and his backpack was brought it. It had already been thoroughly searched, he was sure, so when he reached in, he didn't bother to be cautious. He pulled out his digital camera and flipped through the photos until he found the one he was looking for. It was a photo from his trip to Austria and time stamped the day of her death. That's a 10 and a half hour flight. Hopefully, it would be enough to convince them of his innocence. The man looked at the photo, mesmerized by the photograph for a moment, and noticed the time stamp. "This could've been altered." he said. Benji, as respectfully as he could, replied, "Not once it's been stamped. I have plenty of photos from the same day--from the same week--that shows I wasn't even in town when Sarah died."

The officer gave him a hard look and then finally waved him off. "Alright," he said, stroking his mustache thoughtfully, "You're free to go."






->Sarah's Memorial Party<-
I shouldn't be here, Benji thought, staring at the building before him. He could hear the bass thumping from inside. It had been years since he'd seen anyone from high school. Since he'd talked to anyone. When he left for school, he purposely let himself fall off the map, afraid that someone would get hurt by the people he was running from. Even now he wondered if that's what happened to Sarah. He took a deep breath, ran his hand through his already tousled hair and took a step towards the doors. Just as his hand met the handle, the door swung open. Two boys with their arms around each other, stumbling and walking side by side. Benji jumped back and out of the way and only as they passed did he recognize them. Lincoln and Lee. Benji opened his mouth to say something to them, but they seemed a tad preoccupied. Besides, they probably hadn't thought anyone had been out here. So instead, he pulled the handle to the front doors and stepped inside.

He was late. He knew that. It took him a long time to talk himself into coming. There was a fully stocked bar it seemed and music pumped through the speakers, rattling the bones in his body. He swore he could feel the beat vibrating through his heart. It was an EDM track, one Sarah could be heard humming as she walked the halls of the school. He sighed, saddened at her loss. They weren't extremely close, but close enough. As his eyes roamed the room he saw a few people he recognized. More specifically he saw Rebecca, Heather, Willow, Tallulah, and Lateefah. He debated walking over and greeting them or going to grab a drink.

In the end, he chose a drink. He walked over to the bar and ordered a scotch on the rocks with a twist. He gave the bartender the money after showing his ID. And took a sip. He hardly noticed the burn anymore. He turned back to the crowd. No one was dancing and no one was laughing. Fitting, he supposed, for a party celebrating the death of someone. Well... it was celebrating the life she had, but it didn't make the atmosphere any more depressing. He straightened his jacket and made his way over to the group of girls, feeling a tad out of place around them, and said, "Hey, guys." He smiled shyly at them and shrugged his shoulders. "How have you all been?" He tucked his free hand into the pocket of his jeans and rubbed absently at the surface of his other's locket.

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