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Casey Harper-Lyttle

"I prefer drawing to talking. Drawing is faster, and leaves less room for lies."

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a character in “So Lonely”, as played by ToccoaClark

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Casey Harper-Lyttle


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Role: Girl 4

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Crush: Girl 5

Personality: Casey has an affinity for art, particularly sketch art. She's quiet and spends much of her time indulged in her craft, though a good book is equally acceptable.

Short Bio: As of now, that remains a mystery (actually, I just don't have time to write it out right now), but rumors of the "loony bin" have been circulating.

So begins...

Casey Harper-Lyttle's Story

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" You know,i always thought that if i could live in another place then i could achieve something people never thought would make it....but we did in fact,all of us made history as we used to say before we were so rich that money never ran out and people wanted to know us like we never knew them.I also have to say that this story starts out with a big bang,and the things we did will never be the same after the day we found our true matches and when i think of the time when we really mattered i was right...Finally.It was in New York,as they say the city of dreams but no,it was the city of getting killed and being broke as i remember it...and so much of us were basically in our teens so this is our Story....

I ran through the city light streets as the alleyway in the nearby corner was awaiting a little prize i wanted to have while i stayed in my nearby grade and now i wanna stay alive with my friends and keep our little secret a private party.What i saw was a table of money and a man with guns.I braced myself as i knew my final death wish as i reached for it and when i did he charged for me.I ducked but i missed my shot as he drew his gun but he was taken down by my partner in crime and helper Matt.I reached for the money until i blacked out....I awaken back in my room with all my friends but in a place i called home or we called home.

I woke up in the morning,maybe at 8:34 a.m. as i walked towards my closet and just thought of what just happened as a dream.The warehouse was what i was thinking about at the time as we had to survive everything just to get somewhere and the people i just couldn't stand these days.I picked out a gray jacket with my favorite hoodie and put on my Punk Black pants and try out a taco from my leftover last night.

Kimberly,Alyssa,Zared,Chase,Lani,Umbra,Lex,Bloodlyne,Matthew,Casey,Ford,and Katelyn all sat down in the living room and the chat was on as i could remember the lights everywhere.I walked into the Kitchen and fixed myself a sweet mix of Chocolate and a small batch of cookies as i looked out of the window and saw the grass being sprayed by the water pole's.

I walked back into the living room as it got silent and i began to drink my chocolate at the point to where i got out my phone and started to play temple run for a while.

( Sorry it's short but i have to let you guys reply to something :) )

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Casey sat quietly on a park bench, sketching absentmindedly in her little brown book. Across the path, a beautiful, blooming tree leaned over the water of the lake. The tree is reaching outward, begging for the water to move. It calls for just another inch, just close enough to touch... I wish I could aid it, but what's a small girl to do in aid of a magnificent, straining thing such as this? She smiled lightly, closing her book to admire the view. To take it all in. To her, the space was magical. Magical in that it was natural, connecting her to her surroundings in a way that concrete structures never could. Magical in that it was simple, nothing to distract but everything to feed a ravenous imagination. Magical in that it was secluded, allowing her to finally get comfortable...

And completely loose track of time. When Casey set out that morning, she'd had one thing in mind: to take a stroll, clear her head, and return home before anyone had the chance to notice. Now the sun was waking the city, coming up over the skyline with worrisome speed. Her housemates were probably all up and ready, lounging around or otherwise occupied. 'The best laid plans of mice and men', and girls with wandering minds, I suppose. Standing up with a sigh, Casey took her time to walk back, walking in just in time to here of Chase's plan.

"Well, obviously I've missed something."

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Katelyn Clarke


Katelyn woke up with a bang as she fell off her bed and looked at the slob she had endured with last night."Oh my god not again i mean why can't i stop slobbing every day and night ".Katelyn walked over to her pink closet and picked out herbooty shorts and her pink skull top which she wears when she gets really mad.She reached in her refrigerator and took out her bottle of beer which she had to hide eventually on some occasions.She stumbled down stairs and got back up after noticing she was a bit dizzy.She walked into the kitchen and looked at the clock as it was around 7:45.She turned her head and sat down on a chair and fell straight to sleep.

She woke up and saw the time as it was around 8 o'clock and she looked around to see everyone in the living room all chatting as Chase made his comment on starting a nightclub. Katelyn Smiled and raised her glass as she greeted."Good morning and a yes to that".She then left the room and walked back upstairs.

As she was upstairs she saw her poster of Daft Punk on the wall and she walked over to her radio and turned on the high pitched music as she thought about her latest dream.She was flying in the air and she saw a field of flying dinosaurs and heard flashes of drums in the air.

She then came back to what she was doing and looked outside of her window as she saw Casey writing something outside and smirked but as Casey came back in Katelyn turned down her music as her favorite song "Derezzed " turned off.

She walked down the stairs and put her hair in a ponytail with a red ribbon in it.

She saw Casey and said hi as she sat down by her."So,what was that you sketched earlier today " . ?

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Lex Erikson


Lex giggled again as she noticed Matthew’s face turn bright red after her comment. “Morning, Matty” she said again with a smile. Over the time she’d known him, Lex developed a fondness towards Matthew. Though he didn’t talk much, in Lex’s opinion, she found it cute and refreshing considering quite a few of the guys in this world were loud and obnoxious. Curiousity still loomed as to what happened earlier in his life, but she avoided asking questions to anyone about their past in the house, not wanting to be the one to bring back painful memories.

After finishing off her apple, Lex skipped into the kitchen and threw the brown-tinted core into the trashcan. When she returned to her spot in the living room, Chase was explaining an idea of his that could make them a few more bucks. “I’m up for any adventure.” Lex said happily, noticing Casey walk in. “Just a bit...” She laughed then focusing her attention to Ford as Katelyn began asking Casey about her new sketches.

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"So,what was that you sketched earlier today?"

Casey's grip tightened, as though if she didn't hold it shut someone would get curious and take a look. As though it would be fatal, which of course sounded perfectly ridiculous. Just because something sounds ridiculous doesn't mean you should not fear it. You'd know all about that. "Just the park. It's very beautiful at dawn, and most people are too lazy to get up that early, so it's pretty empty." Katelyn was her best friend. In other words, above all, she didn't want her to think that she was some sort of weirdo. But you are, aren't you? Do you plan on hiding that for long? She shook the thought from her mind... everyone was a bit weird here. They all had some sort of damage. That's what brought them together wasn't it? No, not just that. It's that they all knew enough not to pry. But maybe they should... would it be easier? That was a though for another time.

Looking over at Ford she couldn't help but smile; he seemed so distant, tucked away inside his own head. That was certainly something she could respect. However, if there was one thing Casey didn't need at the moment, it was some more quality time with her mind. Maybe conversation would keep it at bay (talking with Katelyn was always helpful, although her friend could often be a bit oblivious). Casey leaned over, whispering to Katelyn. "But, really, what's this about a nightclub?"

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Katelyn pulled on her hair as she smirked to what Casey said."I don't know I mean it's a good idea to me but how are we gonna sleep knowing people are under us partying like theirs no tomorrow. "So Casey let's go grab something to eat at this cool pizzaria and if you don't come i'm gonna force you to listen to all my favorite punk rock music and songs oh and trust me,i know you don't wanna listen to "Justin Beiber" all day".Katelyn loved to tease Casey all the time whenever she could but for some reason she felt so cool around her and they were best friends and all but she felt something for her but she didn't know if those feelings were true.

She Ran outside to her Bike and laughed as she put her helmet on."So Casey,are you coming with me or staying in a house without your bud " ?


(( Sorry for the short post but i'm making a Private RP ))

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Ford 'Cap'n Realism' Milligan


Deep inside of his own head, Ford drifted for a while, riding the waves of his own imagination--somewhere he got caught in the middle of a motorcycle chase with ninja tyrannosaurus rexes, and when his suspension of disbelief finally gave in, the young man's conscious mind finally resurfaced.

He opened his eyes and stretched languidly, catching both Lex and Casey staring at him--both attractive girls and both not actively trying to kill him with mind beams like the others. Ford gave a small smile to both of them and raised two fingers in a passable reproduction of the Boy Scout salute, then looked down at the coffee table in front of him. His leather armchair creaked comfortably, like the limbs of an old oak in the breeze, or the bones of a recumbent grandparent.

Ford had dragged the chair from his side-alley shelter to the warehouse the first day he had come here, shortly after Chase had begun his incredible undertaking of converting the entirety of the football field-sized warehouse into living quarters. Chase hated it on pretense, but Ford was a handy man, and quick to give the space a once-over (he'd done some construction work while he was still in high school), and delivered an ultimatum: he would help assemble Chase's madman scheme of rebuilding the warehouse, but if they junked his chair he would leave. Simple as that.

Some time later, the deep purple armchair, still the worse for wear, sat defiantly in the living room, a testament to Ford's own dedication to his stuff. A while passed and Ford quickly drained his cup, then set out to the kitchen and sloshed some water into the mug, washed it, dried it and set it into its rightful place in the cabinet. He quickly got a bowl of cereal (brand generic; nothing special for Ford) and was returning to the kitchen when he slid past Kimberly; the newcomer, and her teddy bear.

Kim was the newest addition to the ragtag band of misfits living in Fortress Impossible; his affectionate name for the warehouse. He didn't know that much about her, and didn't really pry, but had immediately taken a shine to her somewhat fearless nature; mostly because he could appreciate a person who knew how to have fun without screaming "YOLO" every twelve seconds.

He hadn't; however, noticed the stuffed bear the first time.

"Cute bear," he noted off-handedly, still cradling his precious bowl of cereal. "Had him a while?" His smile was earnest, his eyes alight, body language set to 'intrigued'.

In a land of enemies and ambivalence, Ford could use a friend.