We'llBeDoingThisTillSixInTheMorning [twins]

[PAUL LAHOTE]

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The one damn time Paul got time to be alone and it had to be ruined. He went far into the woods…right to the edge where a seldom visited beach met the grass and branches on the forest floor. Happy for some peace and quiet, he remained in his human form, sitting on the floor with his legs crossed. He closed his eyes for about a minute before his eyes sprung open. ”Dammit,” he muttered, pulling himself up and looking around. He could hear people around—his hearing was his strongest sense by far. Quickly growing aggravated, he had to aim his anger toward something in order to keep from phasing. He grabbed a branch from a tree, pulled it out, broke it in half and tossed it a good distance in the direction from which he heard the approaching feet. ”Get the hell out. I bought the place out anyway.” Because areas of the forest could be bought out. Hah. I mean if they could Cal and Blake would be entrepreneurs. Paul walked closer to make sure he caught the people before they left (he wasn’t one to let things go and clearly they were doing something very wrong—he wasn’t even within Quileute borders). ”Get out.” Yup. He was mad. I’m sorry this posts sucks.
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[QUINN DONOVAN]

i may be a twin but...

[atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn16/w0lff4t3/PostTemplate%20Requests/AlexPostThings/Image457.jpg); border: solid #0db709 2px; border-radius: 0px 50px 0px 50px;][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border: solid #0db709 2px; width: 395px; float: center; padding-right: 30px; padding-left: 30px; padding-bottom: 25px; padding-top: 45px;] [/style] [style=width: 380px; border: solid #000000 2px; border-radius: 15px 15px 15px 15px; font-family: bookman old style; font-size: 12px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-top: 5px; color: #2dff23; line-height: 100%; background: #000000; opacity: 0.9; text-align: center; float: center;] THE TAGGED FEW:: Luke and that guy /// CHECK THE THREADS Quinn and Luke were lost..again. Clearly it’s a running theme in their threads and therefore it will be in this one too. The two of them had been in this awful state for about two months and still didn’t know where things were. Of course Quinn didn’t bother to take the time to figure it out. What was the point? The two were clearly ready to move out as soon as their apartment agreement was up. SOMEONE decided to sign them on for three months in that place. Not going to name any names, Luke, but clearly this person, Luke, was high when they signed the lease. It was only one more month so it really shouldn’t have been a big deal. Then again you weren’t in the middle of nowhere Washington with a shit ton of trees like Quinn was. All the girl wanted to do was spend the day on the beach with twin. Go swimming, cliff dive, possibly play a prank or two on beach goers. But of course she couldn’t remember the way to get to the damn place. So they were wandering in a direction that Quinn was relatively sure was right. Of course all she saw were trees so for all she knew they were somewhere in Washington. With her luck they probably crossed the border into Canada or something. “I swear to god if you say anything I will set your clothes on fire,” Quinn stated half-jokingly, half completely serious to her brother. The girl stopped in her tracks, attempting to adjust her bikini top, and smelled the hair. The ocean was close that’s for sure. Of course that just meant they were at the edge of the state, not that the beach was closer. “Yup, definitely this way.” She said it with more confidence than she felt. Which was hard since she was generally an overly confident and prideful person. Being lost really did nothing for her. Any normal person would be humbled by the experience. Not Quinn. She was a Donovan twin, they were born with confidence that would put the cockiest person to shame. They walked for a couple more minutes before the girl stopped once again. She caught the scent of another shifter. And it wasn’t Luke’s scent. She knew that one by heart and could pick it out from a crowd. This smell was nothing like her brother. It smelled of angst and asshole-ness. She wriggled her nose and continued on her way. She was more than content on ignoring the other shifter. But as fate would have it the shifter HAD to shout out to them. His voice went with his smell. Quinn sighed with aggravation. She wasn’t the social twin and had less tolerance than her twin, they only trait they didn’t share. Rolling her eyes, she looked at her brother with a ‘can-you-belive-this-guy’ look. And the guy continued to shout out to them, which only provoked Quinn more. But instead of yelling like an angry idiot, she decided to take the more sarcastic, higher road. Smiling at her brother with a smile that clearly said ‘lets go mess with this guy’, Quinn headed towards the other shifter. “Unless you are a multi-billionaire you don’t really have the power or authority to buy out the place,” Quinn stated sarcastically throwing the guy’s words back at him. She walked through the trees and spotted the man. “And by the looks of it you look poorer than me, which is really saying something.” ~:~ HOW MANY WORDS:: 585 ~:~ JUST A FEW NOTES:: HI GUYS! Sorry its bad! ~:~ STUCK IN MY HEAD::KEROSONE ~ Miranda Lambert

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[LUKE DONOVAN]

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Yeah, yeah, they were lost. But seriously, it really wasn't their fault, because as proven before by our characters and me one time in a game ha, "by that one tree"- not really useful for navigational purposes. The whole state was basically a big forest, so despite the fact that they'd probably spent like sixty-something hours out of the two months they'd been living there wandering around with no idea where they were, Luke and Quinn were not bothering to learn the neighborhood. They knew the important things, of course, like where to get food, and where the good parties were, but, everything else, yeah, it didn't really matter. Besides, it seemed like every time they got lost they met someone new and yanno, being the social twin, Luke found that a pretty exciting adventure. Well, especially considering that the last two people he met were Emma and Jarod. Yanno, happy, fun, slightly dangerous on caffeine people who didn't care where they were and who owned that particular patch of grass because it was freaking grass but anyway I'm going to backtrack now for a second. Hey, guess what, they were lost. "I swear to god if you say anything I will set your clothes on fire." Okay um, Quinn, not Bridgette.. (I'm obviously attempting to mention every character Ally plays in this post). Anyway, despite his sister's extremely threatening look Luke laughed, knowing she wasn't serious because they'd already had the 'your life would be so boring if I was burned to a crisp' conversation in another thread. "I'm trying to decide what's worse.. that fact that that statement doesn't make me question your sanity any more than I usually do or the fact that I can't say 'back at you' because you hardly wear clothes." Seriously, there WERE occasions where shirts were required.. Not that Quinn ever went to those. Like signing a lease to an apartment, for example. That was a shirt wearing occasion. Which was why Quinn had not been present and therefor had no say or no right to say anything about Luke's three-month decision. It had been the most practical financially (other than like, staying a year, but there was no way they were doing that because with their attention span they were all but nomads I mean they were already ready to get the hell out) and it wasn't like they had a bunch of money to waste (they basically wasted all the money they made anyway but they wasted it on good things like movies and alcohol not rent that was boring). So,um, I think I got really off topic because I just realized that I've basically summarized Luke and Quinn's life and so I'm going to talk about Paul right now because he.. esists or something.. for some reason. Luke was just about to comment on how they'd finally found the beach when all of a sudden there was an obnoxious angry person shouting at him. Now, Luke was a people person. He had lots of friends, and he almost never had a temper, but he was not okay with some random guy shouting at them and he very clearly had the same idea as his sister: Let's make this guy's life hell. Luke smiled back at his sister knowingly and the two of them approached the shifter. Quinn immediately threw his statement back in his face and Luke didn't bother not to laugh. "He could have spent all his money buying out this place.. " he glanced over the guy, "Obviously it wasn't a very good investment." Seriously, grass, trees- Luke did not get why some of these shifters were so uppity about owning it. Like, there was definitely enough grass on the planet to go around. And if there wasn't you could just plant more. Seriously it wasn't a big deal. Someone needed to chill out. "Do you normally just hang out here and yell at people? Because if that's a thing I'd recommend getting a mask and a chainsaw because you could totally pull of the Friday the 13th thing. We'd be like Clay and Whitney." Okay, so he'd basically just casted the guy as a homicidal psychopath.. but he could totally pull it off. And of course Luke was the badass hero who sought out the homicidal psychopath to save his sister. And Quinn was the equally badass sister who used her cleverness and good acting skills to… okay so at the end of this analogy the two of them kind of kill Paul and with that it's definitely high time for me to end this post.

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[PAUL LAHOTE]

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He could never just have a nice relaxing afternoon. There was always some pain in the ass feeling the need to ruin it. And by the looks of it you look poorer than me, He could have spent all his money buying out this place.. ”You two are hilarious. Don’t you have anything better to do?” He wasn’t amused in the least bit. They were idiots, clearly amused. He wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of giving a shit. That actually was a plan until the Friday the 13th reference. Though his face flushed red with anger, he shrugged as if he was contemplating the suggestion. ”Wouldn’t mind cutting your bodies in half with a chainsaw.” Paul wouldn’t mind acting it out as long as he could change up the ending a little bit. ”That movie sucked anyway—needed a better ending.” He turned and sat back at the tree he’d been against in an attempt to ignore them. He couldn’t phase because if he did that his annoying-ass pack members were going to know where he was and Sam would come make sure Paul didn’t try to kill someone. And Jared would come egg them on and Seth would come and be Seth and goddammit Paul could not phase.
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[QUINN DONOVAN]

i may be a twin but...

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[/b] Okay, clothes were constraining. Quinn was a werewolf, that came with unbelievable body heat. It was extremely uncomfortable to wear clothes on top of all of that. Not to mention, she had the body to show off. Clothes were just all around bothersome. The heat. The money. Like Jesus Christ, clothes nowadays cost an arm and a leg. Even the ones on “clearance”. Quinn didn’t have the money for such things, even if she wanted to wear more clothes. Which she obviously didn’t. Quinn got by in life with her body, her personality surely wasn’t going to do the trick. As established in another thread, her personality is what got her in trouble. Her looks is what typically got her out of trouble. Well that and her friendly twin. Mostly her friendly twin. But yanno having a hot body helped too. Of course her twin and her body weren’t going to help now. Not with this annoyingly angry person that felt the need to shout at everything that walked past. Because that wasn’t obnoxious or distracting. Really if he wanted peace and quiet he shouldn’t have antagonize them in the first place. I mean had he just ignored their scent and let them go on their way, then they wouldn’t have even felt compelled to talk to him. And they’re the stupid ones? Quinn hated people; she would have avoided this guy at all cost. Of course he opened the floor to them when he opened his big mouth. The only person this guy can blame is himself and no one else. She looked at her brother and let out a laugh. “Obviously.” She turned back to the guy. “You should really try to get your money back. There are plenty of other things you can spend money on, like an amusement park or a mansion.” Seriously, there were plenty of other amazing things he could spend money on. “Anything else better to do? You mean other than getting antagonized by a jack ass? Not that I could think of….Luke?” Yes she was being obnoxious and sarcastic. When isn’t Ally’s character not doing such a thing? Emma and Teagan don’t count. Rachel does not count. That’s tree out of the billion others. Quinn was very happy at the reference her brother made. It made her extremely proud to call him her twin. “I would be down for that,” Quinn muttered to herself letting on a chuckle. She looked back at the stranger, pretty to be offended by his threat. Which was cliché and she totally saw it coming. “Well that escalated quickly.”
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~:~ HOW MANY WORDS:: 468
~:~ JUST A FEW NOTES:: HI GUYS! Sorry its bad!
~:~ STUCK IN MY HEAD::KEROSONE ~ Miranda Lambert

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[LUKE DONOVAN]

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Luke rolled his eyes at Quinn's explanation for why she chose to walk around next to naked. "What's your excuse when we're not going to the beach?" You know, the other six days a week… Apparently because she thought she was hot. "If you had a body like mine you'd show it off every chance you got too." "Like yours huh? I don't know, I'm pretty sure I'm the more attractive twin." The two of them were pretty genetically similar. So, yeah, it goes without saying, they were both pretty hot. Luke still had the decency to put on a tee shirt and shorts before walking out the door. But that was hardly surprising, Luke had more decency than Quinn in most senses of the word. He generally tried to be nice to people and not cause problems – unlike someone. Of course, there were exceptions to every rule. Some people deserved to be harassed. Like this guy. Who for all intents and purposes was now going to be referred to as Jason. Luke nodded when his sister listed off all the things which would certainly have been money put to a better use. "I hear its a good season to buy countries too.. Don't do that though, you'd be like the new Stalin.. and then we'd need to have another World War and you'd loose and come bug us about giving you bad investment advice. Well, thats assuming you're not in international prison for the rest of your life, or dead." He should really just get a refund and cut his losses. Then Jason tried (very vainly) to get rid of them, and Luke couldn't help but laugh. "Nope, nothing. I mean, we did have plans, but this is definitely more fun." Had the guy not gotten angry so easily, the two of them probably would have gotten bored, but since it was obvious that he was barely keeping himself from exploding, Quinn and Luke wouldn't be going anywhere in the near future. "That movie sucked anyway— needed a better ending." "Really? 'Cuz I thought the ending was pretty awesome. Quinn?" Obviously his twin was going to agree with him, and more importantly against this guy, who'd sat down next to a tree, apparently resigning himself to his fate of being annoyed. "Right, so real estate clearly wasn't your thing, and threatening people doesn't look like it's going to end well for you. Any other interests?" Obviously, Luke was simply looking out for his wellbeing. I mean, he'd already ended up broke and if he went for the chainsaw thing he was going to end up dead. Clearly he just needed to find his calling.

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