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ALIAS: Alice
HEIGHT: 6'1"
AGE: 28
OCCUPATION: prostitute
QUOTE/LYRICS: No one knows what it's like to be the bad man... to be the sad man... behind blue eyes.
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Oct 12 2014, 10:34 AM
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a dangerous mind with aubrey whitney<br>
everything is wrong ... with ruby march<br>
i'm underground, i fell ... with fintan travers <br>
how to save a life with dominic brooks<br>


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fingertips in a shape ... with luca valentin<br>

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i'm not your hero with noel chiela<br>
so you wanna play ... with eros beathan<br>
hey, i just met you with zahirah mcnair-noble<br>
sugar, we're going down with caleb owens<br>
give us a shout! with eloise davis<br>
after all, we're just ... with dominic brooks<br>
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Jul 25 2014, 02:47 PM
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He woke up unable to breathe. For a few moments, the room seemed too bright, almost blindingly so. At first, unsure of where he was, Isaac put a pillow over his head. It was then that it started to come back to him. The previous night and the fact that he had to rush to hospital… that they decided they would keep him in for the rest of the night to ensure he was fine. Of course he was fine. Some people just didn’t know how to handle their knives, that was all. Only part of his job he actively didn’t enjoy or encourage but bore with it anyway. He supposed it was one way of avoiding self harm. The brunet smirked as he rolled over and then had to bite the inside of his cheek to distract himself from the pain that shot up his side, lighting up his nerve endings in its wake. It stayed with him. It was a physical reminder of what he was worth. And that wasn’t a lot.<p>
Tentatively, he reached underneath the hospital clothes – he never liked that aspect either, most of the time he could get away without staying the night – and touched the bandages. Ideally, he would like to stay in a reclined position for a little longer but he knew that he couldn’t fuck around; not only because of the fact that he hated the hospital. He also had a life, thank you very much. He reached to the button that called the nurse and explained that he wanted to check himself out and once he had his clothes back in his possession it was a bit better. His shirt was a little torn up and stained with blood but he didn’t really care. At least it didn’t smell of the hospital. Reaching to his pocket to get a cigarette out, he also found something that resembled a small piece of paper. Pulling it out first, he regarded it and then smiled at the name and the number written on there. It always has been quite amusing how the ladies clung to him while he was hundred percent gay. And while it was flattering, he felt quite bad for them. But he was sure that they could find someone eventually. Someone that could count for something.<p>
Isaac himself has given up on having a relationship completely. He would have liked to have one but that shit never worked out. Considering his profession… he wasn’t exactly surprised. Things didn’t work out. Not for the lack of trying – he would try to keep his partners but he couldn’t ever win; if he wasn’t coming across as clingy, he was too distant and honestly, it was as if his personality was just fucking wrong.<p>
It was like being a prostitute fucked everything up. Every relationship – no matter how romantic or not – screwed up. He was just waiting for his newly acquired friends to leave. While he wasn’t sure what he would do when that happened, he was convinced that it will, sooner or later. He didn’t want it to happen but it was better to be prepared. Finally, he fished out the packet of cigarettes out of his pocket before lighting one up.<p>
Needing a break, he decided he would stay on the grounds for a little bit; he wasn’t in a major rush to get home and if anyone wanted him they all had his phone number, it wasn’t that hard to contact him. Granted, there were times where he would vanish off the face of the Earth but today wasn’t that kind of day.<p>
He smiled anyway.

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Jul 1 2014, 05:32 AM
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Isaac knew he needed a break. If the recent run in with Lou was any indication… and it definitely was. So when he heard about the festival that was going on, that was that. Decided. No matter how badly it could turn out, he’d go and enjoy himself, leave all his worries behind – they were of little use in the colourful place. He spied a couple of people that he knew about but didn’t really bother saying ‘hi’ to them; most would drag the conversation on for hours and he just didn’t have the patience.<p>
That’s how he ended up on the Ferris wheel. He wanted to explore – after all, he never did go on the London eye. He could never spare enough time, apparently the queues were horrendous and it took about 45minutes to an hour to make the full circle. Or something stupid like that. He found that absolutely ridiculous.<p>
This Ferris wheel, however, was much smaller and only allowed up to four people in the cabin. He managed to get one with only one other person; a blue-eyed blonde guy.<p>
…Fuck was he hot.<p>
Isaac sat opposite the guy, looking out the glass-paned ‘window’, admiring the view, but his gaze kept escaping him and at one point he found himself staring. Ruby was a bad influence.<p>
And then something happened. One of the things he dreaded the most about rides like that: they came to a halt at the very top of the wheel. Well now, that was great. Here goes his break.<p>
Isaac sighed and bit the inside of his cheek. It was fine. The people that run this will deal with it. Fuck. He knew he should have chosen something safer. Now they were gonna fall.<p>
In his panic, he failed to realise, that when the car stopped he managed to get flung across it and stuck in the strangers lap. Awkward.

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down in an earlier round
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Jun 28 2014, 03:33 PM
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It was one of those rare days that he had off. One of the rare days when he could have some time to himself, to relax and reflect. It was good to be on his own again. While he didn’t mind the company of his friends, he required to be alone sometimes. The sudden increase of his social life has taken some sort of a toll on him.<p>
It was late; the sky has gone dark by now, indicating that it has been a good few hours since he first arrived there. The bridge was a good place to think. He sat down by the rail, cross legged and took a notepad out of his messenger bag. The orange light from the lamps shone on the off-white pages that were filled with doodles. He turned the page to find a blank one and started doodling mindlessly yet again. It was relaxing to do so.<p>
The pavement was cooling down slowly. Isaac rested his back against the rails.<p>
He found it annoying that he couldn’t get time to himself in his own flat, not as much as before at least. But then again, he supposed some people had it worse. Some people actually had roommates. Maybe he wasn’t cut out to share a flat after all. Or maybe it was just how sudden it all was. He didn’t know.<p>
For now, at least, he could just sit and doodle. That was nice.<p>

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Jun 19 2014, 03:28 PM
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So I've been wanting someone that can totally mess with Isaac's head. I'm an evil creator like that. Looking for a character that can handle the fucked up life - that is if the plot is going to fly. I for one am completely unsure of whether it will or not; I just want to put Isaac in such an awkward situation and see how he would deal with it. Essentially, it would be a complete identity crisis - considering the fact that Isaac basically introduces himself as "hi, my name is Isaac, I'm a gay prostitute".<p>
This character would ideally a card or a Wonderlander if they would end up spending an extended amount of time together.
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