Post by DAKOTA JACOB BECKETT on Jun 8, 2010 23:20:12 GMT
dakota jacob beckett , ---------------
----------------------------------------------- NINETEEN , VAMPIRE , LONER , SCARED
"YOUR FAILING WORDS ONCE MOVED HEAVEN AND EARTH, BUT NOW THEY
CAN'T MAKE ME BELIEVE. INVISIBLE PLANS YOU MADE, DECONSTRUCT ME."
[/center][/blockquote][/blockquote]"DAKOTAH JACOB BECKETT WAS DECLARED MISSING BY LOCAL DETECTIVES THIS MORNING..." - JANUARY 2ND, 2010
"good morning, starshine." the voice was rough and unfamiliar.
kota stirred, moving his aching bones. he was curled into ball beneath a blanket, head resting on a pillow. last thing he remembered was flying forward, hitting the windshield. so... how was he here? forcing his eyes open, he glanced around. his vision was blurry.
"hope you're hungry."
"wh-" he finally found the person speaking. eyes widened slightly and he curled back into the couch, realizing he did not know this person or this place at all. "where am i?"
"london." there was a smirk on the stranger's lips.
shit. "i... no, the car crash..." way to sound like a babbling idiot. kota moved again, wanting to slide away and leave. but his bones ached, and his throat burned, and he still couldn't see very well.
"yeah, i pulled you out." the stranger grinned, folding his arms over his chest. he looked so proud, his smile victorious and taking over his whole face. "my good deed for the next decade. drink this."
he tossed something to him, and kota caught it, a reflex reaction. looking down, he saw a blood bag.
LAST TEN SONGS PLAYED ON I-POD.
basic space, the xx.
cutthroat collapse, emery.
until we bleed, kleerup.
hide and seek, imogen heap.
my beautiful rescue, this providence.
ghosts 'n stuff, deadmau5.
howl, florence + the machine.
emily, go periscope.
at break-neck speeds, polaroid.
it's about time, barcelona.
LAST FIVE ITEMS PURCHASED.
fujifilm instax instant film, two pack - $19.99
twilight - $10.91
arizona green tea + ginseng and honey - $0.99
itunes card - $25.00
colored post-its - $4.99
CONTENTS OF DAKOTA'S POCKETS.
keyring with keys to various things.
i-pod nano.
headphones.
wallet with fake id and some cash.
two pennies.
ripped, crumpled receipt.
CRUMPLED UP PAPER IN THE TRASH CAN NEAR DESK.
mother,
i'm not dead, i'm not really missing. missing to you, but not to me. i was saved, not captured. i'm a vampire. i haven't told you because of your dislike for them, and i ask that you please try not to resent me for this. i don't want you to hate me because of what i am, mum, but i guess i understand if you still want nothing to do with me.
stop searching for me, and stop worrying. i'm fine. tell bells i love her, and she better still go to art school. i hope you guys are doing okay.
- kota
HI, MY NAME IS KOSICE. I'M FOURTEEN YEARS OLD AND I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR 2 YEARS. YOU CAN REACH ME THROUGH PM OR AIM AND I ALSO PLAY NO ONE. I'D JUST LIKE TO SAY BEAUTIFUL SITE. ♥
MADE BY LILLY CAN'T BE TAMED OF CAUTION 2.0.
