CARYNN VALENTINE
SOPHOMORE
Posts: 11
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Player Name: tuna
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Plot Page: http://heartstrings.boards.net/thread/1466
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Character Type: the fake cutie
Club: go home club
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Post by CARYNN VALENTINE on Jun 26, 2016 21:21:55 GMT -5
it's been a few weeks since she last contacted heath. in fact, it's been a few weeks since she contacted any of the bling ring members. of course, she did have a very valid reason for this, even if it was something they weren't aware of: that had her uncle been just a bit less lenient, she could have very well ended up in trouble with the authorities.
but it's not like they couldn't do anything without her. well, maybe heath couldn't. after all, he did depend on the rest of them for supplies and other such things. upon recalling her partner's face, carynn snorted a giggle to herself whilst making her way into the school's food court; the one place in the school where gossip and dirty rumours ran rampant. just the mere thought of it was enough to excite her from head to toe.
amethyst eyes scanned the crowd as she stood by the entrance, appearing as though she was looking for a seat when really she was hoping to locate that familiar face. it was lunch time and there was no reason why heath wouldn't be here. not unless he had packed himself some food. or maybe he had given up on gathering useful bits and pieces of information. was this school really that lame and tame? carynn blinked as she looked down to her cellphone, sending a simple 'caca dooty is here on duty ♥' text to the blonde. she didn't hear of anything from him even if the school did happen to be that boring. but, then again, there wasn't a need to ask. it was just always assumed that he would've always kept up with the spying no matter his whereabouts; that was practically the first rule of the bling ring.
venturing further into the food court, the orangenette blinked around at the different menus. noticing that vindaloo pork was apparently an option (spicy and filled with meat, can you believe her luck?), the sixteen-year-old bounced over to the end of the line, practically forgetting that she should probably keep an eye out for her friend. this was supposed to be a face-to-face reunion after a year or so and yet, here she was, paying more attention to her stomach's needs. but it made sense that commoners usually cared more about such things... or at least, this commoner did, anyway.
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HEATH AMBROISÉ
JUNIOR
Posts: 41
Popularity: 10
Player Name: kimmy
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Application: http://heartstrings.boards.net/thread/1437/junior-heath-ambrois
Plot Page: http://heartstrings.boards.net/thread/1465/came-kims-kids
Character Type: badass gay
Club: athletics club
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Post by HEATH AMBROISÉ on Jun 28, 2016 16:19:24 GMT -5
COLD AS ICE that's how I treated you Lunch was vitally important for Heath. The cafeteria was loud, overcrowded, and perfect for running illicit activities. Whether it was getting the heads up someone wanted to buy or perform a trade, most people didn’t really notice much when there were so many students around. Despite all this lunch had been quiet. The blonde focusing more on his chicken tenders and smiley potatoes instead of bothering with conducting business. Sometimes one had to prioritize and keeping his stomach quiet during lessons was highest on the list right now. The blonde dipped a half bitten chicken tender into some ketchup and lifted it up to his mouth. And then his phone pooted and vibrated on the table. Heath sat, mouth still open as the chicken finger slipped form his fingers and plopped back down onto his disposable tray. Despite the phone being locked, he could still read the message. A quick flurry of emotions registered on Heath’s face before he finally settled on anger. The boy clenched his fists, gripping his slacks as his jaw clenched. He stood up glaring at the students in the cafeteria trying to track down the idiot that had sent him such a stupid text message after going radio silent for months. Head swiveling for a good two minutes he left his seat once he spotted the ginger. He approached quietly, letting his anger simmer in case it wasn’t the right girl. He didn’t want to end up yelling at someone he didn’t know. But the closer he approached the more familiar the back looked. Heath put his hand on her shoulder peering at the girl’s face before grimacing. He’d been right after all. His hand moved from her shoulder to the collar around her neck and he gripped it tightly. “How do you get off on going missing in action for months without notice, you small sack of shit?” the blonde growled eyes on the smaller girl. MADE BY VEL OF GS + WW [googlefont=Oswald:300]
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CARYNN VALENTINE
SOPHOMORE
Posts: 11
Popularity: 10
Player Name: tuna
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Plot Page: http://heartstrings.boards.net/thread/1466
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Character Type: the fake cutie
Club: go home club
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Post by CARYNN VALENTINE on Jun 30, 2016 1:27:08 GMT -5
amethyst orbs blinked once when she felt a certain heated gaze. face turned to see the familiar blonde, "ehehe!" a grin, coupled with a small tilt of her head, "bunny! ♥ did you miss me~? hn? hnn? did ya, did ya, did yaaa?" she sang in a happy tone, two fingers reaching forward so she could attempt a quick jab at heath's eyes.
before the tips of her finger even managed to graze his bangs, however, the sixteen-year-old quickly felt her throat tightening: and it wasn't because she was feeling emotional after not seeing him in awhile, "uwah, look at that stinky poop face," she exclaimed, round eyes batting quickly with what appeared to be curiosity and awe, "are y'piii~ ssed? or are y'saa~ aad? maybe a teeny bitta both, since yer actin' like a dumb bitch that's been abandoned by its master~?" at this, carynn giggled. a certain funny sensation coursed through her veins, and she knew exactly why.
seeing his obvious dismay was always an oddly thrilling sight to the orangenette. as if the faint traces of emotion were there to remind her that he actually cared more than he let on, whether said care was towards the goods she was supposed to have delivered, or just the general well-being of carynn valentine as a person. it was nice to know that someone actually gave a shit about her in this world, she supposed, gooey feelings included. but, underneath it all, there was one other thing that was very, very exciting about the anger of heath ambroise: one that they both knew about.
ignoring the whispers and glances from the onlookers, carynn's left hand slowly raised. standing on her tiptoes, she began to gently stroke the blonde's cheek, almost as though she was calming down a rabid dog. the stroking hand soon pulled away, however, before it came in contact with the same cheek again with just enough force to inflict a brief stinging sensation. "hehe, look at ya being all cocky," carynn laughed again as her hand fell to her side, "i told the others to keep up with everything, so why blame me? why not them? did'cha think of that? prolly not! i mean, just look at ya, unable t'wipe yer own ass for even a couple'a months." blinking innocently up at his childhood friend, the orangenette giggled again, almost as if all of this was very amusing to her. and quite frankly, it was.
"what would ya do if i disappeared fer good one day, hn? then what happens? ya gonna come and piss on my grave?" she further suggested, but then suddenly squirmed as her hands came to hug herself, "kyahaha! how exciting! i look forward to it, bunny! remember t'do that at my funeral someday, mm'kie?"
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HEATH AMBROISÉ
JUNIOR
Posts: 41
Popularity: 10
Player Name: kimmy
Hover Image: http://i.imgur.com/o2e5wGj.jpg
Application: http://heartstrings.boards.net/thread/1437/junior-heath-ambrois
Plot Page: http://heartstrings.boards.net/thread/1465/came-kims-kids
Character Type: badass gay
Club: athletics club
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Post by HEATH AMBROISÉ on Jul 3, 2016 14:20:10 GMT -5
COLD AS ICE that's how I treated you Heath felt his eye twitch at the nickname. He gave the girl a hard shake. All these months he’d been vaguely worried about her and this was how she greeted him? Not like he was any better but she started this by dropping of the map entirely. No skype, no text, not even a fucking letter. What was he supposed to think? What were any of the supposed to think? The relief as seeing her was being obscured by the girl’s prodding and he squeezed his fist harder, tightening his grip on Carynn’s collar. He ignored the eyes on him, lifting his eyes only once to silence some other male in line that had piped up to say something. “Shove it before shove her up your ass.” He growled, attention shifting to Carynn. He was upset but more so at the fact that he couldn’t do anything to hurt the girl. It wasn’t because being in public hindered his ability to act. No the girl simply adored the attention. She had ever since she was a kid and he’d never been able to shake her before of it. “What’d you do Valentine?” the blonde snarled intent on getting an explanation for months of silence. She couldn’t just pop up out of nowhere and expect everything to be peachy. Though, he doubted she really cared all too much either way. He wouldn’t put it past her to have already started picking up information on the rich kids in school. Business over personal or whatever. He bristled as she continued giggling. The very act of arrogance grating the little patience he had left for the girl. He shook the girl once more, briefly, only to have his angle of vision chaged. Had she just? Without really thinking about it he lifted his other hand and punched the side of her stupid, tiny head. “Kinda hard t’wipe my own ass when there’s a lack of fuckin’ toilet paper, you bitch.” He returned, beginning to tremble in anger. Normally, Heath Ambroise was the last person to lay a finger on even a hair on Carynn’s head, but today he really couldn’t contain it. Carynn probably knew this and she was doing her best to milk the spectacle, which only served to further piss him off more. “I’d take a shit on it first.” He growled lifting the girl up and shaking her even more. “Listen you pint sized sack of shit, stop fucking around and take this seriously for once!”
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CARYNN VALENTINE
SOPHOMORE
Posts: 11
Popularity: 10
Player Name: tuna
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Plot Page: http://heartstrings.boards.net/thread/1466
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Character Type: the fake cutie
Club: go home club
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Post by CARYNN VALENTINE on Jul 5, 2016 18:49:32 GMT -5
the snappy remark shot at the onlookers only served to amuse the girl, "ooh, how mean," orange twin-tails quivered along with her giggles. gaze flicked to the receiver of heath's threat, her hand extended to give a few vertical waves, "boo! c'mon big guy, come back! don't go! don't y'want me in yer ass? don't y'wanna see me covered in yer shit? i mean, bunny-boy does! hn? hnnn?"
but alas, his attention had fled, and her own returned to heath, "i dunno~ but i could really ask you the same, bunny! is this how ya treat yer poor friendly peers?" purple eyes fluttered as a pout filled with mockery hung from her lips, "business been goin' in a downward spiral, i presume?" she dared to say (but, when had she not dare to say anything to the blonde? or to anyone, really?), brows lifted expectantly as if she was posing a challenge. and, well, she was.
"hyaa!" a squeal left her mouth when there came a sudden pain. she shivered almost instinctively, a sense of thrill shot straight up her spine and a blush rose to her cheeks. "b-bunny," head turned and hand lifted to her front teeth, the sixteen-year-old peered at her childhood friend through the corners of her eyes. not because it was really that painful or that it actually brought her that much pleasure, but because she knew that it would bother the blonde whether he was able to see through her acting or not.
"say it again. say more." carynn wailed through haphazard breathing when heath continued to insult and berate her, "for me, bunny. h-hit me again. please. do it the way you used to," large eyes blinked a few times and suddenly, a single tear slid down her feverish face. with her bottom lip quivering, the sophomore turned to fully face the junior. she blinked again, and her eyebrows unfurrowed. replacing the oddly suggestive expression was a look filled with condescending pity, "since y'obviously think that we're still eight-year-olds playin' some kinda best friend game."
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HEATH AMBROISÉ
JUNIOR
Posts: 41
Popularity: 10
Player Name: kimmy
Hover Image: http://i.imgur.com/o2e5wGj.jpg
Application: http://heartstrings.boards.net/thread/1437/junior-heath-ambrois
Plot Page: http://heartstrings.boards.net/thread/1465/came-kims-kids
Character Type: badass gay
Club: athletics club
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Post by HEATH AMBROISÉ on Jul 17, 2016 23:19:45 GMT -5
COLD AS ICE that's how I treated you The blonde waited for Carynn attention to shift back to him, ignoring the bystanders having already snarled out a warning before. He wasn’t about to shout another one again. Despite her being the one that had started the entire adventure in illegal activities that was the Bling Ring, Carynn Valentine didn’t seem concerned in the least that one of her dealers was tanking hard in his businesses. She probably still had a bit of cash left on her somehow. Once it ran out she’d start caring. “Hiking prices only works for so long.” He explained quickly. He flinched at her sudden yelling grimacing, waiting for her masochistic reaction to end. But it didn’t. Heath’s blood seem to run cold and he immediately felt disgusted as she continued with her gross panting and even more suggestive statements. “Ughh, Carynn stop getting wet on me.” He hissed, loosening his grip on the girl’s shirt and shuddering. This was exactly why he had stopped being aggressive with her. She utterly enjoyed every moment of it and it creeped him out to no end. Affection or not, this was one habit he absolutely hated, especially when directed at him. He let her go, wiping his hand on his slacks as if he was afraid he’d catch cooties off the ginger. “You’re fuckin’ impossible you know that?” he snapped, visibly shivering once more. He hadn’t been this grossed out in years and a little voice inside him laughed at him, told him to embrace this moment so he’d never make the same fucking mistake again. He felt eyes on him once more as Carynn’s spectacle worsened, and his own eyes slowly moved away from his friend and onto the students near him. Anything but Carynn would do. His eyes snapped back to Valentine as her tone changed and he felt his hand twitch. He didn’t even consider wanting to avoid her disgusting reactions and simply grabbed her by her collar and her skirt and lifted her wordlessly before heaving and tossing the small girl onto a table, not caring the scene it made, not caring about the chicken tenders and smiley face potatoes wasted. “Y’can fuck RIGHT OFF like the gluttonous WHORE FOR PUNISHMENT YOU ARE, FUCKING CUNT.” He yelled flipping off the girl not caring if she was even conscious to see. Lips curled back into a visible snarl and his eyebrows furrowed together and he stared angrily at the girl’s retreating form. He panted after the outburst before pausing. “Oh…fuck…” He muttered the realization dawning to him. He hadn’t attacked Carynn like this since they were children. And the years had only made her worse. The fire in him was immediately doused, and he felt chills running down his spine. Without a word he turned on his feet and broke into a sprint towards the cafeteria doors. He needed to escape. Immediately. MADE BY VEL OF GS + WW [googlefont=Oswald:300]
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CARYNN VALENTINE
SOPHOMORE
Posts: 11
Popularity: 10
Player Name: tuna
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Plot Page: http://heartstrings.boards.net/thread/1466
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Character Type: the fake cutie
Club: go home club
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Post by CARYNN VALENTINE on Jul 23, 2016 12:18:57 GMT -5
of course, he would be disgusted. it was such an easy thing to predict and yet it continued to amuse the sixteen-year-old nonetheless, "kyahaha! did'cha really just notice, bunny? aw, that's sad, how long have we known each other again?" she asked, eyelashes batting with her head tilted to one side.
then, at his sudden outburst, carynn only went on giggling. until she was picked up and violently thrown at a table across from them, that is. amethyst eyes slightly widened. not exactly out of surprise, rather, she hadn't expected heath to explode this fast. sure, he had seemed like he was already annoyed at the sight of her and the small exchange, but the 'normal' heath, from what she remembered, was much more stoic and much more collected than when they were children. or, 'jaded' was probably the more accurate term.
nonetheless, the orangenette instinctively twisted her body; nothing to do with being masochistic or anything, but it was something second nature to her thanks to years' of experience. she was by no means physically intimidating or aggressive, but it's also true that she had the reflex and speed to lessen the danger brought upon her. after one tumble roll, her feet could be heard skidding against the table full of food. but, like a wild animal, her gaze remained fixed on heath (the 'prey') even as she was practically down on all fours.
a mild sense of thrill shot through her and carynn giggled as she blinked, almost innocently at the blonde, "hehehe, didn't i say that we're not kids anymore, shit fer brains?" she asked, still giggling despite the bits of food that had gotten on her from the physical aggression, "'cause, news flash: gettin' thrown across a food court isn't all that fun anymore either."
then, as heath turned around to run the other way, small pink flowers seemed to dance excitedly about carynn as she, too, sprinted after him: on all fours. "hey bunny~? bunnyyy, what's wrong? ya scared or somethin'? what happened t'all that anger just now, hnn?" well, she knew where it went since he'd been like this since the day they both discovered a certain aspect about the petite girl. "are y'feelin' better now? we gonna kiss and makeup or what?" she further prodded as she, like a faithful pet, continued to follow closely behind the blonde, "college ain't payin' for itself if ya keep runnin' away, yanno? or should i go and steal from yer stash? would that make ya quit the melodramatic bullshit then, y'sentimental wuss? can't ya just be a normal person and tell me that y've missed me?"
as if she was one to talk about being 'normal,' the creep that's still sprinting on all fours like some wild animal.
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