Post by OLIVER JAMES WILDER on Aug 22, 2014 21:03:30 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: D0D4D7; border: #526976 solid 9px; width: 410px; padding: 5 5 5 5px;] [style=background-image: url('http://static.tumblr.com/27a6066f440e9c726925e77f8ac8d34d/rhwbroi/Nc5mw305h/tumblr_static_evan-evan-peters-35878082-500-250.gif'); width: 400px; height: 250px; opacity: 0.6;] [/style] [style=background-color: #F4F4F4; opacity: 0.8; font-face:courier new; font-weight:normal; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #695762; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: courier new; color: #232323; letter-spacing: -3px; font-size: 15px; position: relative; z-index: 1; width: 400px; margin-top: -35px;]i can live without you but without you i'll be miserable at best[/style] [style=width: 400px; height: 250px; text-align: justify; color: 272727; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: 9px; overflow: auto;] Oliver was outside, speaking softly to his small rattlesnake. The thing was his whole life right now. The scaled friend took a bite into Oliver’s calf. “ Careful there Fang, I don’t want anyone questioning us, okay?” For some reason Fang understood him, he understood to slither his body out of the way from wandering eyes from a distance. With a growl, Oliver flopped back into the grass, crossing his leg over his knee casually. He WAS supposed to be in history class but, he really despised the school, had no time to deal with teachers trying to teach him anything. Oliver was a smart boy, he didn’t need this bullshit. As he thought about the circumstances that got him to this place, the grass beneath him started to burn and shrill up into brown dust type texture. Fang slithered up around Oliver’s neck and felt around it with his slick tongue. That brought the attention to the flame that formed underneath him. “shit !” he got up fast and hooked fang to a nearby tree, looking around as he stomped out the chemical fire to make sure no one would see. If he caused damage or USED his powers…he couldn’t imagine how much class and detention he’d end up wasting time in. [/style] [style=background-color: #F4F4F4; font-face:courier new; opacity: 0.8; font-weight:normal; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #695762; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: courier new; color: #232323; letter-spacing: -3px; font-size: 15px; width: 400px;]words ### tagged open 213 wordsnotes here[/style] |