Nothing more than a battered rose...

Hello, Zoe here. I am just a girl working at a goth club, part of a belly dancing troupe, going to art school at night, taking care of my deathly ill sister, and working to feed my true dreams of being an artist, mainly working with clay and sculpture. Oh, and I can see ghosts. Have for quite a long time, after, well... my accident. But I really don't want to talk about that, because it's in my past, and I'm moving on.

Please, don't be shy, talk to me, tell me your stories. I don't bite, I promise.

This is an open verse roleplay account. Occasionally NSFW.

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Okay, so a heads up to people. My time on here will be very sporadic in the next 4 days as I have a final to study for, to take, and then immediately after am going to a anime convention and am staying with one of my best friends that I haven’t seen since November ish, so I will probably not want to be on as much anyways. XD 

Right now I owe:

Maisy

Riley

Dani

Tony

Genevieve

Tannis


Anyone I missed, let me know. Otherwise, I’m out. 

I will be taking lots of pictures, and probably posting most of them on my personal, and may sneak in a few for Munday. Maybe. 

Goodnight everyone! 

posted on 5/16/2013, with 1 notereblog

theghostshrink wants to be bitten

hesnotquitehuman:

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Napoleon’s teeth chattered, fangs visible as the half rocked on the step where he was sat outside his home. He needed to feed and he was on the brink of snapping, the next person he saw would have to be his midnight snack.

Zoe walks down the street, eyes looking left and right furtively as she walks back to her Aunt’s apartment in London. Walking down unfamiliar streets after dark gave her the chills, particularly when she knew a few of the supernatural types in this city. Making a note to hurry, she takes up a light jog, glancing over to see a man sitting on a step outside a building, seeming to be half rocking. A junkie? Mmmm. She knew precisely what that was like. Her pace slows and she has to remind herself not to stop because who knew if this man was some kind of lunatic? Pursing her lips she feels the guilt set in, pulling her leather trenchcoat a little closer. 

posted on 5/15/2013, with 2 notes (source: hesnotquitehuman) — reblog
ooc Oooh have fun honey!

ooc; Thanks! I think my friend wants to dress as a Vulcan for the con. x3 So we’ll be an interesting pair. And I’m going to be taking lots of pictures!!

posted on 5/14/2013, with 0 notesreblog
theoriginalbloodcountess replied to your post: 
ooc’ What’s happening this weekend?

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I’m going to a convention with my best friend, and cosplaying. She’s picking me up on Thursday so I basically have today and tomorrow to wash things and pack anything I need. I’m going as Death from Sandman. And maybe Crowley from Good Omens. We’ll see. Because I have enough clothes that I could easily dress as Death all weekend. XD 

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Emilie Autumn in yellow*
Emilie Autumn in yellow*

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gerrybaboona:

THIS IS THE MOST IMPORTANT PHOTOSET IN THE WORLD

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First of Many | Zoe + Tannis

thechameleonsouls:

Tannis gave a small shrug, though he held his smirk at her little teasing tone and comment. “I work out half of the time.” And by that he meant running through the forest in his true form. The Lycan in him would rather roam free. “Read, watch films.” He shook his head. “And this is all making me realize how relatively dull the things I do are.” He gave a joking laugh. “Clubs aren’t my scene, parties and all of that. Though meeting you was chance.” He did admit.

“Oh? You work out? I need to more often. I dance, I practice a lot and whatnot, but need to work out more.” She runs her fingers through her hair as she admits this. “Your life sounds a lot like mine, actually other than the working out. I’m a homebody when I’m not at work, really. I stay at home, bake things, read, watch a lot of movies and do art.” And get drunk a lot and dance around my apartment. The thought makes her take another sip of the wine and smirks. “I must be dull as well. I don’t go to parties, either. Just occasionally the goth club with an old work friend, or to visit on nights I’m not working. Though I would hardly count a goth club like any other clubbing scene. It’s a lot mellower. And you know what? I’m glad that we did meet by chance. Otherwise I wouldn’t have gotten your number, and wouldn’t be sitting here right now.” She raises her glass, giving a small toast before putting the glass back down, trying to keep restraint over her drinking. 

posted on 5/14/2013, with 35 notes (source: thechameleonsouls) — reblog

sexxxncandy:

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This question was too easy for her to answer. She grinned and shrugged. “Hah, sex, booze, big crowds, all that shit, man.” She nodded. “The only instrument I’ve got is my voice. Guitars here and there, nothin’ serious though I can shred a lil bit. And yea, writing my own shit too.”

“It sounds like you know how to have a good time. Reminds me of when I was in college. I’m sure you have more fun than I did in college though. Too much E. I can’t remember much of it.” She laughs softly, and grins back. “I’ve calmed down a little since then, but you know what? If it makes you happy, more power to you.” Zoe listens as the other woman talks about her skills. “Still a hell of a lot than I can do. As I said, you have a great voice. And it’s always good to keep yourself busy with something creative. Keeps you from going bat shit crazy.” She chuckles again, shaking her head. 

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