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Put It Behind You; Claimed
Topic Started: Apr 26 2010, 05:27 PM (245 Views)
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Angel Taylor

I need to escape. Have you ever had those moments where you just wanted to drop everything you were doing in the middle of the day and just go? Just keep going until you’re where no one knows your name, language, where what little crappy money you do have doesn’t even matter because they don’t accept it? I’ve been having that thought everyday for a month now and now I’m ready to get away. I’m not looking for a friend, I have those, but their lives are fine. They have things to lose if they just buy a ticket and go. I’m looking for someone who doesn’t, who’s also ready to escape, who doesn’t mind living in a rundown shack in a no name town as long as they’re doing what they want.


Midnight.

All Angel wanted to do was sleep. Sheets, pillows and a mattress were calling out to him to draw him into a foursome so tempting and undoubtedly satisfying that it would make a seasoned porn star blush, but there was a prudish dowdy housewife standing in his way of making the triple x flick of his generation. In the form of a tall fair weather boyfriend this housewife blocked the doorway that pouted and asserted that it was far too early to be turning in, that men their age should be out drinking, clubbing, having sex, anything but sleeping.

Angel was tired however. He did not envy those out there destroying their livers, contracting random diseases or spending their night awake when they could be curled up in a warm bed. They probably didn’t have truly unforgiving bosses, didn’t have to spend their days hunched over computers that were overloaded with viruses caught from random porn downloads that weren’t supposed to be happening, have their ear blown out by their supervisor who was supposed to be the one to make sure the online filters were working and failed miserably at it, spend an added 6 hours off the clock cleaning up laptops and have all of that work pay off no better than one that entailed potato frying. In fact, Angel was more than positive that the guy was being paid better, and he got free food if he was sneaky enough.

He pulled the in and out guy that he couldn’t really claim as a boyfriend out of the way of the door, telling him to enjoy his time out if he wanted to get out. That bed was screaming his name and his eyelids were fighting against staying upright. Protests galore came from the other man, demands to go out and spend time together but Angel couldn’t give him just that moment. If he could only get to sleep, if only he could get to the weekend then he could have the next day if he wanted to have it. Chances were high though that the other wouldn’t want it, that he would go out with one of the many other guys and girls that he though Angel was oblivious about and come back only when he was good and dying of boredom.

Sure enough as he emerged from his bathroom in a pair of black boxers and blue socks the only presence in the house was irate spouses and their cheating partners, never mind if they were scripted or true to life. Angel wasn’t disappointed. A lonely house was what he wanted, the perfect backdrop for entertaining that dirty mattress that was have stripped and ready for him. Just a quick press of the remote and check for messages…bill collector…bill collector…a mechanical bill collector that was getting alarmingly more realistic and threatening with each passing day…Julie! An invite to a party thrown by his co-workers was left, right after he was told that he needed to come in on a Sunday to check out some computers that were still infected or his boss was going to do more than make him partially deaf. Lovely. He let the rest of the messages go unnoticed, flipping through them only so the light would stop flashing and that noise would stop ringing through the house.

“Oh how I’ve missed you love.” The raven haired man whispered as he stumbled through his dark room and to his bed, face planting in his pillow. His phone beeped lightly and brightly for a moment to inform him that he got an e-mail, but that was promptly ignored as he pulled the sheets about him and snuggled into his inviting bed, the one that wasn’t persistent to go out and host other sleepy desk jockeys in its young age. Angel long ago forgot about that message he wrote for some random ads for friends/screw buddies site and that Julie successfully dared him into posting it, and that he should be expecting replies to it. He’d know in the morning though, after he spent a well deserved night escaping into a pitch black dream world.

((This is a random idea I came up with while writing an opener for a totally different idea~. For this I will be needing a guy to reply to the ad that Angel posted about a partner to ‘escape’ with. Basically he wants a travelling buddy but a stress loaded mind will tend to phrase things a little more dramatically xp Naturally the first few posts of their interaction will take place as e-mails as your character tries to get Angel to take the idea seriously, but it shouldn’t take all that long for phone calls to start swapping and meetings to take place. It would be nice for the characters to already know each other & discover this as their plans are unfolding and for your character to perhaps have a reason to actually escape (crime, heavier responsibilities, etc.) but I have no set preference for your character. Have fun with ‘im!

PM me if interested~ ^^))
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Another close call, never before had James had so much difficulty with his clients and the underground world he was a part of. This was already the third time that one of his clients had apparently lost their balls and went crying to authorities. Some people could just not handle his business and weren't able to hold up their ends of the bargains. This never led to good things and James had to do some quick thinking and had to do a damn good cleanup to save his ass this time. He couldn't rely on anyone, he had learned that long ago and this was just another one of those times that reiterated this fact to him.

So now he found himself in his run down apartment that was a bit off the map and allowed him a way to let himself and his clients cool down. It also allowed him a few days for the authorities to find that nothing wrong happened and then they would be off his ass so he could continue to work.

Only this time, James Croft wasn't sure he wanted to go back to work, at least not yet. One close call was enough, but three in a month was simply ridiculous. James liked to think that he was a very smart man who knew what he was doing and knew how to avoid any trouble but in reality he was only human. He feared being caught just like everyone else he worked with and knew that he couldn't afford anything like this again....

And so he decided he needed to get away, far away where no one would know his name, a place where he could walk outside without keeping a vigilant eye on his surrounds. A place where money and deals and drugs and sex and life didn't matter.... this was what he needed and much to his surprise he found it...sort of.

While going through some search engines he found an interesting ad from an anonymous name.

I need to escape. Have you ever had those moments where you just wanted to drop everything you were doing in the middle of the day and just go? Just keep going until you’re where no one knows your name, language, where what little crappy money you do have doesn’t even matter because they don’t accept it? I’ve been having that thought everyday for a month now and now I’m ready to get away. I’m not looking for a friend, I have those, but their lives are fine. They have things to lose if they just buy a ticket and go. I’m looking for someone who doesn’t, who’s also ready to escape, who doesn’t mind living in a rundown shack in a no name town as long as they’re doing what they want.

If that wasn't the perfect sounding letter he didn't know what was. As soon as he read it he opened up his e-mail and sent a letter in return. It was a bit late in the night but it was just an e-mail so it didn't really matter, it wasn't like he was calling some random person in the middle of the night.

So typing away he wrote his reply and hit send. Now all he needed was a nice long shower and then sleep, it would help him cool down from the stress of the day.

An escape sounds perfect. I want to be unknown to everyone around me, I want no cares and no worries. I don't want a friend or a life, I just want to get away from the world and be a shadow in nature, or a part of nature... or somewhere that just isn't this damn city in which I live. I don't care if I am sleeping on a bed of dry weeds honestly as long as I can do what I want when I want with no inhibitions or rules. I'd like to talk more about this with you if you accept my offer...

J.


[odd start but you'll find out more about him if it isn't already obvious what he does]
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There was nothing better than waking up in the morning without the sound of irritating beeps crashing down on his ears. Angel woke up at 7 and enjoyed the pleasure of ignoring the sun by shoving his head under his pillow and continuing to sleep. When he did finally decide to wake up for good at 11 he also got to enjoy curling up under his blankets and watching whatever pointless Saturday afternoon shows that were on TV. Most probably wouldn’t enjoy spending their first day off after weeks of double shifts lying in bed letting their brain crust over with reality television but Angel wanted nothing more.

He’d been tired. Metaphorically and literally run into the ground by his job, his family, and his life in general. Angel had rough patches before but within the last month everything really went to hell in a beautifully decorated hand basket. His mother was back out on the streets and probably on drugs again, his father was trying to make him feel guilty for not supporting her habits by letting her come to his house and steal the very small amount of possessions that he had that had some value or take part of a paycheck that already had to be divided in 30 different ways as it was; his boss was the most penny pinching slave driver on the planet, unwilling to increase Angel’s pay, let him do the work that he was really being paid to do, or quit without a fight; then there was his boyfriend and all of the other boyfriends that came attached with him…That was just the tip of the iceberg. If he added in all of his bills, medical issues, and all the bumps in the road that came with trying to better his life…well he didn’t think that it would be a stretch to believe that all he wanted to do on his day off was stay in bed.

Eventually he did get the sheets off of him though. While his mind fully understood that the rest he got wasn’t enough to make up for the past two weeks and prepare for the next one his body wanted off of that mattress that gave him comfort the night before. Too much of a good thing was still too much. As he stretched and eyed the clock Angel noticed the green light near the top of his phone blinking, trying to get his attention about a message that he didn’t notice the night before. Wondering who could have possibly found the need to text him he reached out for the thin black device, jabbing the on button and looking at the alert screen.

It wasn’t a text, it was an e-mail. Gracing the mattress with his presence for just a few more minutes Angel poked at the screen, opening his new message and downloading it entirely so he could read it over. An escape sounds perfect… It wasn’t weird for him to get emails from unknown addresses, accustom to desk jockeys at his job sending him messages on the weekends to try and convince him to work on their personal computers for free, but an escape? It took two readings of the short email for him to realize what it was about. That ad he placed the other day during his lunch break. He’d already forgotten about that.

Wow, I forgot about posting that ad. Angel started a reply, using one had to brush his messy brown hair while the other tapped at the virtual keyboard on his cell phone screen. I posted that when I was having the day to end all bad days. Getting away does sound good though, too good to be possible. I was just lying in bed thinking about my life and I think if I could just drop everything…can I ask what you’re trying to get away from? Busy life too? You don’t have to tell me.

Angel wasn’t quite committing to the idea yet. Yea it would be amazing to get away and start over fresh but to get a fresh start you had to have enough to put a stop on your former life and that was something the man did not have. Yesterday the notion of going and living on nothing was appealing but could he really do that? Hell, I’m living on nothing now. Sighing, Angel set his phone back on his nightstand and moved to his bathroom so he could shower and put on some lounging clothes, prepared to spend the rest of the day between the couch and kitchen.
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James woke to the incessant sound of a monotonous ring played over and over again. The first few times James simply reached over to wherever the ringing was coming from and slapped at the device a few times until it shut off, but by the fourth time his body was no longer able to fall back asleep and obviously the constant ringing meant that something must be very important. Only one person would be calling him at this early in the morning, it being 6:50 am, and he knew it was better to answer than to ignore the phone again.

Growling at having another night of unrest he sat up, resting on the edge of the bed and reached over to where his phone had shifted on the nightstand. A quick glance to the screen his phone gave him the answer he already. Rubbing his free hand over his tired eyes James flipped the phone open and pressed it to his ear.

Probably not the best idea in retrospect, since as soon as he began to say 'hello' the voice on the other end began shouting. Words like threat, penalty, debt, severe, death and many more terms that would be best not spoken over the phone were said and in all honesty James only picked up on those words and nothing else. By the end of the conversation James had even more need to stay far away from everyone and everything. It seemed like the authorities had picked up more evidence and witnesses and they were just a few steps away from finding him, at least that was what his Boss had said. Not much of a boss he was anyways seeing as how the man was aiding those who were trying to find him... then again it was part of the underground world. Every man for themselves is what it all boiled down too. James could trust no one and he needed to get away now more than ever before his life came crashing down around him.

Not that he had much of a life left.

Deciding that he should stock up on some food and other necessities since he wouldn't be going out in the world for a while, he grabbed his keys and a coat and walked out into the cool morning and made his way to the nearest store. A few hours and a couple bags later he was back in his run down apartment and pulling up the internet. Best to clear away all semblance of his former life now before the authorities could find any trace of him...

It was during this clean out that he found a reply to his e-mail that he had sent before he went to bed. James had been so busy that he had forgotten about the offer of an escape, he could only pray to whatever gods were left out there that his offer had been accepted.

Quickly reading through the small text he got mixed feelings from the reply. So whoever this person was had only written the add for the hell of it and in an state of emotional distress. Though his words also seemed as if there may be a chance... albeit small but it was there.

Well, if you are still in need of an escape then I am more than willing to do whatever it takes to make it happen. You have no idea how much I need to just be rid of all conventions of a normal life. As to my reasons for wanting to escape I can only say that I am trying to get away from some personal and financial issues. Nothing extreme, but enough to drive me to this point of desperation... It wasn't like he was going to tell this person who he had no clue about the real reasons for wanting to leave. James was trying to convince this person to keep up with his offer and not run away.

How about you, there must be some reason that you placed this ad up. Something deeper than just a bad day?

J.


Sending his reply around noon he got up from his computer and went about putting away his groceries in his mini fridge that rested in what could be called a kitchen if it wasn't so damn small... it was more of a closet but he had no reason to complain. At least he had a home unlike many he worked with.
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((Did you get the dad and daughter from our other one from the same one because he’s just as drool worthy @@ and Alma is too too adorable))

Angel was enjoying his leisurely shower too much to climb out just four minutes after he got in just so he could answer the phone. Barely anyone that had any importance in his life called him on his house phone and even if they did they always left him a message because they knew that annoying beep the machine made would get a response out of him sooner than the little icon on his cell phone. He drowned out the ringing with ease, dumping sweet scented shampoo into the pile of brunette locks on top of his head and scrubbing it in before covering his body with something far more manly smelling to balance out the fragrances.

He stayed under the water getting pruned and clean until it ran cold. Once it was too chilly to stand he dried off and put on a pair of sweatpants and his college t-shirt before grabbing up his laptop and heading into the living room. Powering up his computer and leaving it sitting on his coffee table Angel ambled over to that machine being and dying for some attention, hesitantly gazing at the red flash before turning his eyes to the caller ID. Julie already told him that her weekend would be all about work thanks to the jump in her electric bill, so it had to be family or the ‘boyfriend’. Mentally preparing himself to be a combination of disappointed and irritated by whatever message was left for him the desk jockey picked up his cordless phone from the deck and pressed at a button.

It was family. Angel let out a small sigh of relief. At least with his parents he didn’t have to worry about being emasculated, just disrespected and always on the verge of being disowned. What child didn’t occasionally feel like that though? Throwing caution to the wind he stabbed the glowing red button, listening to the mechanical voice telling him how many messages were on his machine and the time stamp of the brand new one as he dragged back to his couch, slumping down in front of the computer and reaching for his remote to turn on the TV.

“Angel, it’s Dad. Your mom’s been gone a few days…I was just wondering if you’ve seen her or have an idea about where she is.” Why would he, he kept to himself and unless she wanted money he was as meaningful to her as a stranger. “Just give me a call back when you get this.” Angel put that call to the backburner in his mind. He wasn’t going to jump up and do a city search of her, his dad probably need only go down the street and to that broken down house to find out where she was and she would be there all day so not calling for an hour wouldn’t kill her anymore than usual.

The man gave all of his focus to the computer that was ready to go for him, opening up his email from the widget on his home screen. He didn’t have anything right then but after a few hours of blog reading he was gifted with a new message from the one known as J.

Despite this man writing to him that was obviously having trouble he had to give a small smile before hitting the reply button.

Generally I’m in the same boat as you are, if you’re really curious. Money problems and family problems. I could be worse off, as in homeless, but some days it gets pretty bad. My job…one more bad day and I’m going to be out of one and in my city it’s a lot more likely that I could win the lottery than get a new job. I don’t even want to get started on my family. If they sense I’m thinking something bad about them they’ll just do something worse so I’ll stop harping on the other thing. I just can’t take it with them anymore. They treat me like a complete stranger until things blow up in their face and then I’m the best son in existence until they find out I have no money, then I’m that stranger again.

I’m just harping now. A vacation does sound nice, if we’re talking about getting away for just a little while. I’ve never been outside of my city. Where do you live?
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