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Post by dreamgurl42 on Apr 16, 2013 19:23:06 GMT -5
(Do you need me to repost what Marina said to Adam?)
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Post by MURRUM on Apr 16, 2013 19:32:28 GMT -5
(Yeah, I'll need you to repost it)
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Post by dreamgurl42 on Apr 16, 2013 19:43:55 GMT -5
(Yeah, I'll need you to repost it) "Sounds like a date." Marina countered without realizing what she truly acknowledge what she had said until she finished speaking. So she tried covering what she spit out by laughing while her cheeks glowed warmly.
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Post by MURRUM on Apr 16, 2013 19:55:33 GMT -5
(Okay, now I remember. Thanks!)
"Perfect!" Adam exclaimed as he started laughing with her. His hand slowly started to glow as he laughed. As soon as he noticed, he shoved his hand into his pocket, hoping Marina didn't notice. Then he did a quick 360 to make sure nobody else was around that could have seen it. "Idiot..." he thought to himself, knowing he should be more careful.
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Post by dreamgurl42 on Apr 16, 2013 20:05:40 GMT -5
(Okay, now I remember. Thanks!) "Perfect!" Adam exclaimed as he started laughing with her. His hand slowly started to glow as he laughed. As soon as he noticed, he shoved his hand into his pocket, hoping Marina didn't notice. Then he did a quick 360 to make sure nobody else was around that could have seen it. " Idiot..." he thought to himself, knowing he should be more careful. ( your welcome)(How are you today?) Marina felt the wind escape her lungs as she snapped her head towards Adam's direction with her brown wide eyes "Per-" She prematurely shuddered "fect? Perfect?"
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Post by MURRUM on Apr 16, 2013 20:43:50 GMT -5
(I'm doing pretty good. Was in a sad mood this morning reading all the news reports on the Boston Marathon. Crazy how something like that can happen. I mean, we were just talking about the DL and WDW marathons and how we both want to do them, and then this happens. Just crazy)
As Adam realized what he'd said, his face reddened and his hand started to glow brighter in his pocket. "Yeeeuuuhsss..." he said slowly, unable to think of what else he could say.
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Post by dreamgurl42 on Apr 16, 2013 20:56:45 GMT -5
(I'm doing pretty good. Was in a sad mood this morning reading all the news reports on the Boston Marathon. Crazy how something like that can happen. I mean, we were just talking about the DL and WDW marathons and how we both want to do them, and then this happens. Just crazy) As Adam realized what he'd said, his face reddened and his hand started to glow brighter in his pocket. "Yeeeuuuhsss..." he said slowly, unable to think of what else he could say. (Yea...It happened yesterday but since I don't watch much television I didn't find out about the bombings until I went on Tumblr and the news was popping all over the place. Even on the Disney blogs. It's really scary since a few of my friends always had a theory that big sports events are always the best place for horrible stuff like that to happen.) Marina hide her smile behind her hands that half way folded in a fist, they shook slightly, now wishing she still looked away from him. She was too nervous to speak for too long "Perfect...for what?" Now her face seemed to redden or it felt like it.
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Post by MURRUM on Apr 16, 2013 21:11:56 GMT -5
(My parents told me last night. I hate hearing about this kind of thing. Just really sad)
"The d-... I... have to go... Gotta be home before dark tonight..." Adam said, glancing towards the sun which was now starting to creep down below the trees of the picnic area. But he really glanced away so he wouldn't have to make eye contact with Marina. "9AM Saturday at the docks?" he asked as he got up from the picnic table.
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Post by dreamgurl42 on Apr 16, 2013 21:19:55 GMT -5
(My parents told me last night. I hate hearing about this kind of thing. Just really sad) "The d-... I... have to go... Gotta be home before dark tonight..." Adam said, glancing towards the sun which was now starting to creep down below the trees of the picnic area. But he really glanced away so he wouldn't have to make eye contact with Marina. "9AM Saturday at the docks?" he asked as he got up from the picnic table. (Yea) The sunset's shadows of certain object that were in the park cast down upon the two figures which were the only two in the picnic range "Yes." Marina's voice echoed with her smile which her hands now landed on her sides instead of hiding behind them "I look forward to this Saturday then."
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Post by MURRUM on Apr 16, 2013 22:21:52 GMT -5
"Me too," Adam said before turning and walking off towards the park entrance. "Idiot..." he thought again. He kept his gaze down as he walked. "First the sample's gone, then I make up the lame excuse to leave the somewhat awkward moment. Wonderful, my life is officially a Disney Channel sit-com, but with better acting..." he thought as he exited the gate. He went over to the bike rack and took a key out to unlock the lock that tied his bike to the bike rack. "Well at least my bike's still here. A few miles home, and the sun's gonna set in the next half-hour or so. Better get movin' Adam," he said to himself as he got on his bike and started to pedal home.
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Post by dreamgurl42 on Apr 16, 2013 22:33:32 GMT -5
(Lawl!! This rp is better than most of the Disney channel sit-com shows anyways Xb) "See ya then." Marina waved to him. As he turned away she turned away to face the table, now starting to break off the spell that seem to cast on her for the first time, and collected her belongings. Since there wasn't much to pack since her homework and the color pencils were inside her backpack, she placed her arms through the straps and carried on. Even with the sun setting Marina begin to power walk towards the foreign exchange program and dashed further towards her apartment. Now feeling lighter on her feet and excited towards the weekend. (Skip to the weekend?)
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Post by MURRUM on Apr 17, 2013 11:57:52 GMT -5
(Yes, yes it is!) (Yep, skip to the weekend) Adam sat on a bench outside the smoothie shack next to the docks, holding a strawberry-wild lime smoothie. He went to check his watch, but then realized he'd forgotten it at home. "Gotta stop doin' that," he muttered to himself as he got his phone out of his pocket. "Eight fifty-five," he read. Then he stuffed his phone back into his pocket, making sure it was the pocket opposite to his glowing hand.
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Post by dreamgurl42 on Apr 17, 2013 14:04:19 GMT -5
(Lol incoming long post.) As the hour enclosed to when Marina was supposed to meet Adam at the docks, after she Google searched the location, she was able to catch up on her life at school; however, she was still having trouble contacting her family back in America. It caused so much anxiety and worrisome fears to her emotionally and it felt as if it was catching up to her physically. Even though she attempted to call, message through electrical and by mail, no one responded “What if something happened?” She thought painfully. Marina spent all week, along with going to school, watching the news and asking her fellow teachers if they knew if there was a national or a state attack “Did all communications go out in America or at least California?” She asked her study buddies in the biology class. Mostly, they laughed “No way Marina I just got an e-mail from my sister.” Vince told her while the others talked about the upcoming summer vacation approach soon for the school year while Marina’s worries increased. As fellow foreign exchange honor students talked about going home for the summer Marina concerns grew about the family back home were even there. It was an extreme case for her to think, but at the time this was the first time Marina has gone away from home after being home bound, close to her family. Her whole family was loved by one another, so she had promised she would always communicate with her family members no matter how busy she gotten. While she enshrines her memories about the promise she made to her family less than a year ago she thought with a sigh “I doubt I’m keeping my promise if they’re not answering.” With another sigh, as she lies down on her bed, she begins to think of what to do after all the hopelessness attempts to contact her family. Then a thought came to her before the hour she was to meet Adam “If I can find my advisor before thirty minutes from now then maybe I can get Mr. Roger to call my parents before heading out.” Marina said to herself, stiffed her nose from her recent tears, and crawled off the bed. She traveled across her room with her bare feet and paced a little faster through the hallway until she found the advisor’s room. Marina eagerly knocked on the door then waited, for it wasn’t too long when a voice answered “Ello?” A fake accent alarmed Marina. When her ears were deceiving her she called the first name she could think of when she heard the voice “Ms. Minnie?” “Yes?” Ms. Minnie’s voice was always identifies as a sing along tone. “What are you doing here?” Marina stepped back from the door from the result of being confused. Ms. Minnie opened the door with that unforgettable trait smile, delightful, and her eyes casted down to Marina’s view “I am substituting for Mr. Roger. Haven’t you seen me around the apartment area for the past week?” “No.” Marina responded sorely “Will Mr. Roger be back by tonight?” Ms. Minnie giggled “No silly! His wife is having a baby and he’ll be out for a month.” “Oh.” Marina’s world felt crushed with another dead end. Ms. Minnie probably traced her disappointment since she gently lifted her chin and lowered her height to hers “What’s the matter dear?” Even though Marina’s eyes were meeting the music teacher’s eyes, she fought back the tears “Why is this topic so hard to think about it?” She thought while she shook her head off Ms. Minnie’s hand from her chin and responded “I need to contact my parents.” The music teacher studied the honor student’s face. The short time Marina had known Ms. Minnie she has never seen the teacher express the wide eyes and her smile nearly disappeared “Sure.” Ms. Minnie stood up and led Marina inside the office where Mr. Roger used to work. After collecting names, details of what is Marina’s parents name, and what was their phone number Ms. Minnie was able to find her piles and she dialed for her parents. There was no answer from America or call or a voice heard from the Garcia residents. Ms. Minnie called again but this time she left a message. Marina stood in the middle of the room as she felt another attempt fail. This was starting to break her heart. During the time that Ms. Minnie hanged up the phone she looked down at her files again checking the phone number remembering, precisely, that is was the right phone number “We can both wait for your parents to call together.” The music couldn’t help but give a small hope to the student she cares for by small laughter “We can have a small sleep over here. Huh Marin-” She was interrupted when she turned around, while she spoke, and found Marina gone. “Marina?” A pinch of panic settled in Ms. Minnie’s voice when she stepped out of Mr. Roger’s office and looked down the hall to not spot the student. She frowned growing a little more uncertain. -Inside Marina’s Room- After collecting what she needed for this night out Marina used her bed to climb out of the window and land on the grass. As she quickly moved through the grass before the water sprinklers were going to be turned on and went, onward, to the decks. Unbeknownst to Marina her computer and her Skype were left on when a message popped on the screen from her older brother Robert: “Hey Marina ” Another fifth teen minutes past by when Robert send another message over Skype “We need to talk.” -Near the Docks- Using only street lights, her mind racing, and her vision blurry she manage to stumble onto the docks. Not aware of the time Marina let her body collapse above the water waving in and out on shore still feeling the hot tears running down her cheeks. She hugs her back to her chest making sure some of her tears were landing on her towel since she forgotten to zip up her backpack when she running away from her apartment. Where her cut mysteriously disappeared the last time her and Adam went to the cave she brought her knees and legs to cuddle with her backpack.
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Post by MURRUM on Apr 17, 2013 21:15:50 GMT -5
(*Jumps backwards and falls out of chair from seeing long post*) "She should be here any minute now," Adam said as he went to check the time on his watch for the third time. "And the watch is still not there, Adam..." he chided himself, shaking his head and biting his lower lip.
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Post by dreamgurl42 on Apr 17, 2013 21:28:54 GMT -5
(*Jumps backwards and falls out of chair from seeing long post*) "She should be here any minute now," Adam said as he went to check the time on his watch for the third time. "And the watch is still not there, Adam..." he chided himself, shaking his head and biting his lower lip. (Lawl)(I made a mistake on the post I thought they were meeting at pm not am....so yea.......) After collecting herself, as much as she could, she searched for her cellphone inside her front pockets while she kept her face on the towel. When she found it she pulled it out with her shaky palm and begin to text. Luckily, she was managed to get his cell phone number. To: Adam From: Marie We're still meeting at the docks right near the smoothie shack 9am?
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Post by MURRUM on Apr 17, 2013 21:49:54 GMT -5
(Adam was just joking, being sarcastic saying that they should do it at night instead of during the day. But I guess sarcasticness doesn't translate well over the internet... Sorry! (Might've figured out what the 42 in your username means) Adam felt his phone buzz and took it out. "Text from Marina," he said to nobody in particular as he texted her back. To: Marina From: Adam Yep, you having trouble finding it?
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Post by dreamgurl42 on Apr 17, 2013 22:10:55 GMT -5
(Adam was just joking, being sarcastic saying that they should do it at night instead of during the day. But I guess sarcasticness doesn't translate well over the internet... Sorry! (Might've figured out what the 42 in your username means) Adam felt his phone buzz and took it out. "Text from Marina," he said to nobody in particular as he texted her back. To: Marina From: Adam Yep, you having trouble finding it?(Nah it's okay. I was buzzed with excitement when I was writing this post and you might not believe it, but there was a talent agency from Disneyland that came in my Pilates class this morning. I never told you this but my college works with Disney, @disneyland, because we produce most of the performers from our dance studios. Lol actually one of my dance partners, in ballet, plays Prince Charming from Sleeping Beauty. I'm not allowed to point out who though. My school is literally the realistic form of Dream Factory, if you remember that rp. Anyways back to the Pilates class. I minded my own business since it was two gentlemen inside our classroom and being in college you get used to unexpected guest inside the classrooms, so I acted like myself. Being random, dancing, and singing songs like I always do in some of my classes I'm comfortable in. @the end of class my professor and the two men approach me and told me they're Disney talent agents looking for new Disney face characters (like Hatter, Alice, Wendy, and/or Peter Pan) and they asked me if I would like to come in for an audition to play the part for Jasmine. I was too stunned to speak since I've never thought, ever in my life, that 1. I would work @disneyland & 2. Play Jasmine?! I don't even think I look like her, but whatever the talent agents are they see something that I don't see. So I wrote that long post on my word still shaking from the news....) (What does the 42 mean?) Marina heard her ringtone. She jumped a few inches off the dock "Ah shoot!" She shouts while she picked up her cell phone that she dropped from the ground then saw Adam's name. For some odd reason seeing his name made her feel better than she had felt all this morning. Marina sniffed her nose while she texted him back. To: Adam From Marina I think I am here. @least where the docks is.She finished texting and pushed the send button. Her dried watered eyes wondered where she was as she spotted the smoothie building. It was open and she could see a person sitting down drinking one of the smoothies, but because her vision was still a blur and it was far Marina couldn't detail who that person was.
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Post by MURRUM on Apr 17, 2013 22:28:43 GMT -5
(Whoa................. AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!) (Well, it's just a theory, but I think I've figured it out. I think we've been too focused on the Disney significance of the number that we ignored the obvious (or semi-obvious). In the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, the number 42 is "The Answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything," which would roughly translate your username to "The Girl that is the Answer to our Dreams," or something close to that. And, I think this parallels what you've said about how you came to the site. Also, if you think about it, Kingdom Keepers wise, dreams aren't dreams, they're cross overs. So, that, if all true, would put your username at meaning "The Girl that is the Answer to Cross Overs." Of course, that's just all theories and a bit of reaching on my part to make it work. For all we know, it has no significant meaning what-so-ever. But boy, is it fun to theorize! XD)(I've also just found out that Lewis Carroll used the number 42 several times in his works)
Adam picked up his phone again and read the text. "Okay then," he said, looking around before spotting someone walking towards the docks. "And there she is," he stated, waving to Marina.
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Post by dreamgurl42 on Apr 17, 2013 22:37:36 GMT -5
(Whoa................. AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!) (Well, it's just a theory, but I think I've figured it out. I think we've been too focused on the Disney significance of the number that we ignored the obvious (or semi-obvious). In the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, the number 42 is "The Answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything," which would roughly translate your username to "The Girl that is the Answer to our Dreams," or something close to that. And, I think this parallels what you've said about how you came to the site. Also, if you think about it, Kingdom Keepers wise, dreams aren't dreams, they're cross overs. So, that, if all true, would put your username at meaning "The Girl that is the Answer to Cross Overs." Of course, that's just all theories and a bit of reaching on my part to make it work. For all we know, it has no significant meaning what-so-ever. But boy, is it fun to theorize! XD)(I've also just found out that Lewis Carroll used the number 42 several times in his works) Adam picked up his phone again and read the text. "Okay then," he said, looking around before spotting someone walking towards the docks. "And there she is," he stated, waving to Marina. (Gosh yea!)(Holy cow I like this theory and it, somewhat, probably explains why I was put on the site. Hmm idk though XB) Marina got up from her sitting position seeing that someone was waving to her and she looked closer. When she still couldn't see who it was she started walking towards the figure until she recognized who the stranger was "Hey Adam!" She happily greeted him and waved back. She zipped up her backpack, threw it over her shoulder, and walked towards him with a new fondly smile.
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Post by MURRUM on Apr 17, 2013 22:54:20 GMT -5
(Just needed to get the conspiracy theory stuff out of my head. ) "Hey Marina!" Adam replied as he walked up to her, handing her a smoothie. "Strawberry and wild lime. School's gonna end before you know it, and you're gonna try some of the local cuisine whether you like it or not," Adam stated. He knew that wild lime was only grown in Australia, and it wasn't sold much on this side of the continent, other than a few restaurants and this smoothie shop, so the chances of Marina having it before were slim to none.
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