i'm not superhuman - - JORDYN

[ERIC RYAN TURNER]

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I'M JUST A STEP AWAY
i'm just a breath away, losin' my faith today
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- - - - - - - - fallin' off the edge today!

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The sun was falling away behind the horizon and the spring air slowly began to turn cool. Birds were singing the last of their songs for the day as they swooped down from the sky and onto perches and into nests where they would rest until a new day came forth. Everything was quiet aside from those singing birds too. Oh, wait, there was some chirping coming from the bushes on either side of the dirt trail. So aside from the crickets and birds- no wait! There was more sound that could be made out. There was scuttling around like some kind of small animals, there was a light chewing kind of noise, and even the sound of a truck rattling by somewhere far up on the roads into town. And with that sound seemed to come even more! Wasn’t the evening supposed to be sound and quiet? There wasn’t supposed to be so much sound around! Ugh, or maybe his ears had suddenly gained the ability of some kind of dog. Whatever it was all he wanted was some peace and quiet for a little while! No matter how much he begged and pleaded with his own ears though nothing would ever happen and all the new sounds continued to erupt out of every corner of this damned forest. It was beginning to drive him insane!

Eric clamped the palms of his hands over his ears, stopping in his tracks with his eyes snapping shut. Still through his hands he could hear the echoes of the town and forest. His fingers curled in, getting a light grip on his hair, and he opened up his eyes to look ahead at the dim campgrounds. His hazel stare stayed planted on the some of the benches along the side of the path while he tried to concentrate on something other than the sound. It really wasn’t working though. He could still hear everything no matter how hard he tried to think about things like work or what he was going to have for breakfast. Maybe he needed to think of something more important. Or maybe he should just go with the flow and try to figure things out. Psh, yeah right! Like he could be patient with all this ruckus! It was like being in the middle of a freaking jungle instead of just walking out along the paths of a quiet, little town. It was like animal city or something crazy like that.

Maybe this came with the wolf thing…

Ugh! No, no, that was only his imagination. He couldn’t have really seen a half human half wolf person… thing. That was impossible. Werewolves only existed in stories and in Hollywood. They were completely fake and mere figments of human’s imaginations. So he was just imagining that it was possible that he was possibly bitten by a possibly fake creature. Yeah… possibly. No! It wasn’t even possible. He was definitely imagining things, he was losing his mind. That was that, there was no werewolf and there never had been any kind of werewolf! But if that was the case… what had made him so paranoid about it to come out in the middle of nowhere every night just in case a full moon came out? Yeah, he didn’t keep track of that moon shit so he didn’t know when it happened and stuff. All he knew was that these weird sensations would grow stronger and stronger every day. Like this hearing… he couldn’t stand it! He had thought about telling someone but really… did he want to go to an asylum? Hell no he didn’t so he kept his mouth shut tight about this.

Oh, Eric wasn’t sure what to do with himself anymore. Maybe working the night shift as a gravedigger was really starting to drive him insane. Maybe working in a cemetery was starting to get to him too. It was always filled with old, creepy ass stories to begin with! But what was fiction and what was fantasy? Fuck if he knew anymore.

He started forward again, walking at an extremely slow pace while keeping his ears covered up. Finally he reached an old bench and sat down on it, cupping his head in his hands. His eyes stared down at his faded blue jeans as his black zip up jacket hung loosely around him now, the hood even falling toward his head. The white v-neck shirt he was wearing looked more of a beige color now. He’d just finished with some work early tonight.

“What the hell is going on with me,” he growled. A rather good growl at that… no, he wasn’t a stupid wolf. He wasn’t a werewolf, there was no way! “Fuck me.”

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tagged: jordyn lynn emery
song: hero by skillet
words: seven hundred ninety
notes: hope this is okay & excuse his potty mouth X;

[JORDYN LYNN EMERY]

SITUATIONS ARE IRRELVANT NOW ,

THE FRUSTRATION, IT'S A REGULAR THING !

Jordyn hadn’t gone hunting in the longest time. She couldn’t deny the thirst and hunger she had anymore. She was used to hunting by herself, her parents had leaned off of her a bit and she was getting used to the dark by herself. She had left on her outfit from the day and was heading out the door.

Jordyn took a deep breath as she walked out of her home. She could feel a slight breeze though it barely affected her. The cold had never really affected her being a mixed blood and all. She walked slowly over to the edge of the forest that wasn’t far from her house. Looking around she crouched down and got into her hunting phase. She could feel her vampire teeth grow and the werewolf claws sprout. She crouched down and sprang off into the forest. Jordyn could hear everything going on. The animals scurrying around the heartbeats of things some quiet and some louder. Though one stood out. It was louder than all of the others.

She listened to it and didn’t realize she had begun to head toward it until it got louder. Jordyn could now hear the voice of a male. It wasn’t one she recognized though she did recognize that she was getting closer to Ashling then she should have. But Jordyn was intrigued by the guy. She stood behind a tree and watched him as he sat on the bench, something was bothering him and it was clear.

Jordyn slowly stepped out from behind the tree she was hiding behind and slowly walked over to him. She let her claws and fangs shrink back to the normal human shape they took most of the time and crossed over to him. She had no idea what she was going to do or say. She studied him standing close behind him. She tapped his shoulder and stepped back a few steps not sure if she would startle him or if he would attack her.

I HATE THE ONES WHO LOVE TO HATE ,


i hope you like this post of post word amount here , i put alot into it. this thread is tagged for the infamous ERIC , we're going to be having tons of fun in this thread babe. and if you must know it's completed . these kick ass lyrics are from escape the fate, and the clothes? oh just click here. now get started on posting, i'm waiting.

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[ERIC RYAN TURNER]

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I'M JUST A STEP AWAY
i'm just a breath away, losin' my faith today
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- - - - - - - - fallin' off the edge today!

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Now there was another sound. Something else seemed to be coming this way but still Eric didn’t move his eyes from his lap. He ignored it. His head was just playing with him still. All these sounds were just so loud and so baffling that he really wasn’t sure what to make of any of it and he couldn’t get his mind to come at peace. Nor could he get his brain to focus on one specific sound. All of them, all around at the same time were echoing through his skull and pounding hard, starting to form a headache around his temples. The young man cradled his forehead in his hands, curling his toes in his shoes, and gritting his teeth together all at once while silently trying to will all of the pressure in his head away. Fuck, he hadn’t even got started on the things that he smelled either. Yeah, he could smell the dirt and whatever was in the dirt, he could smell the animals and their thick hides, he could smell people… he could smell trash. None of his senses were really getting any kind of break from this! Eric was sure that he was about to burst apart. It was like everything was just getting stronger and stronger and soon he was just going to… explode or something!

Suddenly everything just seemed to stop and out of some strange, new instinct his eyes whipped upward. Even though his reflexes were intact that didn’t mean his brain was ready to take whatever it was he saw. Or, more like, felt.

When Eric felt the tap on his shoulder he was instantly up off of the bench and standing on his feet, turning around as fast as he could to see what it was. He was a bit surprised to find that it was only a girl standing behind him. His mind, body and soul had been completely caught up in the moment and the initial shock of it all was still on his face but he was still registering that she was… only a girl. He was wishing that the pounding blood in his veins would calm but there was no such luck and he couldn’t seem to wipe any of the surprise or confusion away. It was pretty much stuck. He couldn’t even collect himself and instead found himself glaring at her, hardly thinking that she was just another person with… you, know things like feelings and stuff.

“Good God! What the fuck do you think you’re doing sneaking up on people like that, kid! Are you insane? You could have- I dunno, given me like a heart attack or something!” Eric practically shouted, obvious anger on his face. “God… what the hell.”

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tagged: jordyn lynn emery
song: hero by skillet
words: four hundred fifty-nine
notes: graw! don't eat him too soon..

[JORDYN LYNN EMERY]

SITUATIONS ARE IRRELVANT NOW ,

THE FRUSTRATION, IT'S A REGULAR THING !

Jordyn waited silently as the man threw his head back toward the sky. She stared at him her curiosity getting the better of her. She stood still not knowing what he was about to do, she knew he wasn't human she could sense it. But he also wasn't a vampire. She couldn't tell exactly which creature he was just yet though she knew she would be able to tell soon.

Even though Jordyn was watching him so intensely she didn't expect it when she saw him jump up and seem as if he were going to attack her. Reflexively her fangs and claws grew to a point and she stood her ground. She could hear his blood pounding through his veins as she stood there. She saw his face full of confusion and she slowly let her claws and fangs shrink back to their original shape. Standing up straight again she looked him over.

jordyn didn't know what to make of the man in front of her as he glared at her. She stood there looking back at him with a curious face. Jordyn jumped back when he started yelling at her, her face going from curious to hurt. She could barely understand what he was saying as his words bounced around inside her head. She looked up at him with no idea what to say or do.

I HATE THE ONES WHO LOVE TO HATE ,


i hope you like this post of post word amount here , i put alot into it. this thread is tagged for the infamous ERIC , we're going to be having tons of fun in this thread babe. and if you must know it's completed . these kick ass lyrics are from escape the fate, and the clothes? oh just click here. now get started on posting, i'm waiting.

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[ERIC RYAN TURNER]

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I'M JUST A STEP AWAY
i'm just a breath away, losin' my faith today
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- - - - - - - - fallin' off the edge today!

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Good Lord, what was she mute too? Mute and stupid? Oh this was just fantastic! He was out in the middle of a campground yelling at someone who probably suffered from some mental illness or simply muteness. Was that even a word? But, jeez, she didn’t need to go sneaking around and randomly poking strangers in the back! Especially strangers who had their heads down and looked slightly dismayed or pissed beyond all reason. Hadn’t her mother taught her to stay away from strangers? And what was she anyways? Like thirteen years old? Oh jeez, now he was yelling at a possible slow or mute thirteen year old who was looking at him like she was going to start sobbing or something? She was probably going to run off crying and tell someone about the insane man out on the campground who was rude and yelling. OH GOD DAMIT IT ALL! Why couldn’t the universe just play nice with him for a little while so he wouldn’t have to make a complete ass of himself around everyone? Why had he let that fucking giant wolf bite him and make him go crazy? Oh right, he hadn’t let it do that it just decided that he looked like a damn steak dinner! This was one steak dinner that had gotten away though and was now suffering the coincidences. Maybe he was just still in shock and- oh he didn’t know. He would go with crazy. So a crazy and a mute. That’s what was standing out here. Wonderful combination- just wonderful.

Finally, Eric just gave a huff and hunched his shoulders slightly as though exhausted from all of the yelling he had been doing. His eyes were still narrowed with annoyance over in her direction. He still looked like he couldn’t stand her being right there still… he was still pretty pissed off actually. He was even angrier at the fact that she was only standing there staring at him like he was some kind of monster. He wasn’t a monster, just an angry citizen who had gotten the living hell scared out of him. Perfectly understandable, wasn’t it? God damn it, she needed to say something before he decided to go off at her again. His nerves were wound too tight to simply turn around and march away from the scene. A sense of ‘I was here first’ had sort of come over him too. She should have been the one running off, not him!

“Well, what are you doing just staring at me? Buzz off!” he snapped while pointing with his thumb over his shoulder.

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tagged: jordyn lynn emery
song: hero by skillet
words: four hundred thirty-six
notes: =P

[JORDYN LYNN EMERY]

SITUATIONS ARE IRRELVANT NOW ,

THE FRUSTRATION, IT'S A REGULAR THING !

Jordyn looked at him finally coming up with only to things he could have been. He must have been either a werewolf or a vampire though she wasn't so sure about vampire because most of them would have attacked her by now, they were the only explanation for the way he was sitting covering his ears. And how he seemed to sense her behind him before she even touched him. And whatever he was he was just changed or at least not born into it.

Jordyn could always sense when someone was born into the creature they were or changed, it was a skill she has possessed from a very young age. Jordyn looked at the man thinking of how to word her next question when he started talking again.She replied with another question So vampire or werewolf? She couldn't be wrong, she knew he was one of the two. She just was fuzzy on which one. She stared at him trying to have a little more confidence on her face most likely failing.

I HATE THE ONES WHO LOVE TO HATE ,


i hope you like this post of post word amount here , i put alot into it. this thread is tagged for the infamous ERIC , we're going to be having tons of fun in this thread babe. and if you must know it's completed . these kick ass lyrics are from escape the fate, and the clothes? oh just click here. now get started on posting, i'm waiting.

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[ERIC RYAN TURNER]

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I'M JUST A STEP AWAY
i'm just a breath away, losin' my faith today
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- - - - - - - - fallin' off the edge today!

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She was still standing there. Yeah, the creepy little girl who had snuck up from behind and tapped his shoulder was still standing there staring at him and not saying anything or moving an inch! Ugh, she was growing to be even more infuriating and all the sounds in his head were tempting to flood back in as she was quickly loosing his interest since Eric was suddenly becoming more intone with his temper rather than the girl standing before him. Why couldn’t she just leave him be? Better yet, who in the hell was she? Never in his life had he seen her! Erg, then again, he had only lived her for a few years but still, Ashling was just a small town and he had seen just about everyone that lived in it! She was not one of the people he had ever seen going around this place. It was especially odd that she seemed to bump into him at a strange hour during the evening at the campgrounds. To him she looked young. Young enough to still be with her parents, not running around out in the forest tapping strangers on the shoulder and then just watching them blow up angrily at her. What an extremely weird kid.

Oh wait! Maybe she was here with some family camping! That would explain why he had never seen her before. It would be because she was a visitor, aha! But even with that bit pegged (or assumed) Eric still didn’t understand her annoying behaviors. She was still very strange and he wasn’t really sure if he liked her being around. Actually, on second thought, he knew that he didn’t like her around. He didn’t even know her name and he was absolutely furious with her. He wasn’t sure if she even noticed that though. She didn’t seem to take into consideration that he was fuming at her. All she wanted to do was stare and be creepy. Oh, now she said something. But it wasn’t anything comforting and it was something that Eric really did not want to hear right now.

Full of crap? He was thinking yes despite all of the arrows that were trying to light him down the path that was screaming werewolf. He was still thinking that was all fantasy. None of it was real and the two of them just happened to be thinking around the same thing at the same time. It was merely coincidence and nothing more. At least, that’s what he kept telling himself it was. It wasn’t anything else… it couldn’t have been.

“What the hell are you talking about, kid? Just get out of here. There’s no such things as vampires and werewolves,” he finally snapped at her, his eyes narrowing. “Now hurry up and get lost. I’m sure mommy and daddy are looking for you.”

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tagged: jordyn lynn emery
song: hero by skillet
words: four hundred seventy-seven
notes: sorry about the wait ^^;

[JORDYN LYNN EMERY]

SITUATIONS ARE IRRELVANT NOW ,

THE FRUSTRATION, IT'S A REGULAR THING !

Jordyn waited calmly for him to answer, her red lips turned up in a small smile. She looked at him. he began to rant again. Jordyn wasn't one to get mad or annoyed easily, but this guy was beginning to anger her. It took a bit of effort for her to not jump on him and claw his eyes out.

She didn't take yelling easily, it was one thing that got under her skin and made her mad. She began to glare at him as he mentioned her family. It was none of his concern what her parents thought and if they cared why she was out her or not. They did of course. They would perfer they were with her, but they also knew she had to learn to fend for herself because they wouldn't be around forever.

Jordyn let her cool eyes glare into his wanting to hurt him. Why wouldn't he tell her? Did he think she didn't know about these things? Whatever his reason was it was probably a bad one. It took a moment of thinking until Jordyn actually thought she knew the reason. He must have just been changed. She had heard about people not believing that they were changed, forced themselves to think it was a dream.

She laughed slightly at the though, it could be true but the odds were slim in her opinion. There are too such thing as vampires and werewolves and more. We both know it, it just seems one of us is in denial. And my parents are fine with me being out, hunting and what not, you know?

I HATE THE ONES WHO LOVE TO HATE ,


i hope you like this post of post word amount here , i put alot into it. this thread is tagged for the infamous ERIC , we're going to be having tons of fun in this thread babe. and if you must know it's completed . these kick ass lyrics are from escape the fate, and the clothes? oh just click here. now get started on posting, i'm waiting.

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[ERIC RYAN TURNER]

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I'M JUST A STEP AWAY
i'm just a breath away, losin' my faith today
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- - - - - - - - fallin' off the edge today!

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Ugh, why wasn’t she leaving him alone already? She looked just as agitated as Eric did now though. Her eyes were staring up at him like she was ready to try and rip his head off right there. Eric would have given her a teasing smirk if it hadn’t been for his quick temper which had already gotten the best of him tonight. And, of course, having a little girl antagonizing him really wasn’t helping to blow off any steam. If anything, having her presence remain here was only making the young adult more agitated since he wanted her to listen to him down to his very core. He wanted her to get lost and go run to mommy and daddy where she belonged. But no, she was still standing before him only now looking like she despised him with every bit of her little body. He was just as furious though and briefly reminded himself that he could snap that tiny frame in two if she wanted to really mess with him. But then, of course, he was reminded that she was a little girl. No matter how weird and agitating you couldn’t go around breaking little girls into halves unless you wanted to find yourself on America’s Most Wanted and then serving the rest of your life in prison. Yeah, Eric had no interest in serving that kind of time for something as stupid as this. Just the thought would do.

She wouldn’t let up with his vampire and werewolf thing would she? Either she had been reading too much of that vampire and werewolf crap that was printed in books all over the place these days or she had seen way too many of the movies playing on the Sci-Fi and Fantasy channels on the television. No matter what the case was, she was still beginning to really drive him crazy. She needed to let it go and leave him alone or else… ugh, he wasn’t sure what he would do.

“Fine! There are vampires and werewolves! Now will you get lost already?” he snapped at her, while turning his back toward her. He begin walking away at a hasty pace, trying to ignore her but deciding to leave her with another comment. “Go hunt or whatever, kid. I’m sure there’s some nice fat squirrels running around for you!”

The remark (well everything he had said) was of course sarcastic and was dripping with that very evidence. All he wanted to do was go somewhere where someone would not encourage his curious and strangely active imagination. Encouragement was really the last thing that this particular man needed right now. He was not a werewolf! There was no such thing and this girl was full of shit! Okay, he felt a little better now…

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tagged: jordyn lynn emery
song: hero by skillet
words: four hundred sixty-six
notes: (: