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[MACKENZIE NOELLE PARKER]

'Cause I'm the Queen of the Club Scene

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And they love me[/font]

'Cause I keep the bass turned up
It's beating on my heart strings[/center][/font]

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the air was heavy with the scent of chlorine, invading the nostrils and burning the sinuses, moving through his system and disgusting him beyond belief.
and yet, the large pool room held a sense of comfort to mackenzie parker, it reminded him of the pool back home, the spacious building open to the public and often swarming with unique individuals.
he recalled sitting at the pool's edge, decked out in designer material, eyes rimmed with thick makeup, black kohl and a rainbow of powders coating his narrow, pale countenance. water had lapped lazily against his tattooed calfs, so much like disrupted and warped glass.

the memories, the familiarity of it all brought back a pang of disatisfaction and irritation...of longing.
moving through the pool room, long legs exposed to the somewhat chill air, the pink haired male, face drawn into an intense expression, made his way to the edge of the water. sliding down, he dropped himself onto the half-tiled floor, slipping his long limbs into the depths of the over-colored water.

he studied the ripples of liquid that seemed to be flowing from his legs, taking in the empty air and the rather noiseless atmosphere...it lacked people.

yes, this was not a place he would have come willingly...mackenzie thrived off of others, be them friend or foe... he needed the prescense of sane indivuals to keep him in touch with the odd and often confusing world around him. looking around at the waveless expanse, mackenzie thought upon all the individuals he had come across...all so strange, unique in their own ways...not unlike the people of new york in that sense...however, these people were animalistic and he was under the impression that they were being bred this way...

the thought frightened him that this would most likely happen to him and he was struck by the idea that someone had the power to control what he became...he'd always enjoyed being the one to be in power of everything about himself...he thought himself perfect and the notion that someone would take that away was terrifying...

kicking his legs back and forth absentmindedly, the pink haired boy watched the effect this motion made on the water and scowled to himself, wondering just how and why he'd been taken here...

suddenly, his stark brown eyes widened as he noticed a movement other than his own in the water. starting, he retracted his legs and dripping with water, folded his limbs underneath his skinny torso, glaring into the depths of the water with a concentration he would never have expected of himself. obviously someone was in the water and hoped to god that they were of the friendly variety, or he was sure to snap...this place was beginning to be a bit too much...

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And if I like the way you look when the beat kicks in
I will let you know as the DJ spins

tags none at the moment
credit @jeffree star - queen of the club scene
template @renee!!
word count 460

[EBONY ALYSE STONE]

ebony had awoken at four in the morning, with no real sense of how early it was. the days all seemed to blend in here, and she didn't even know what day it was anymore. instead of her usual morning routine of walking down to the graveyard to see her sister, she decided to go for a bit of a swim. it had been a very long time since she had even tried to swim, mostly because of the white, feathery wings that sprouted from her shoulder blades, but she decided that maybe it was time. the tall girl slid on her two piece swimsuit, and didn't bother with make-up, she really didn't think anybody would be there this early anyways. but she was being extremely daring today... she looked at her reflection in the mirror, and covered the scar on her stomach, eyes watering with the pain of memory. it had been two years ago, but she still blamed herself for all the pain she was going through now. ebony slid six rings around her left index finger. it may seem childish, but they were the only memory she had of her sister, after bellafields had so brutally killed her, trying to insert genes of a fish into her body. she covered her mouth, trying hard not to shriek.

she slid on some shorts and walked down to the pool from ward two. as she stepped inside the door, the heavy sent of chlorine hit her in the face, and she wrinkled her nose in distaste. of all the things she didn't like, she hated the smell of chlorine. but, she would just have to deal if she wanted to swim today, and she did. she slid her shorts off and eased into the pool, wincing slightly. it was rather cold in the pool today, and with her wings, that temperature was merely intensified. she dove deep under the water, using her wings to propel her to the bottom. when she resurfaced, she shuddered gently. i don't know what i was thinking, birds aren't meant to swim. neither are tigers, for that matter. ebony sighed deeply, as she was a mixture of the two. when she was younger, she had always loved to swim, and she wasn't entirely sure what had changed now... maybe the retractable claws she could slide in and out of her hands had something to do with it... ebony dove under one last time, but when she resurfaced, she heard something.

she looked up, and was instantly startled. a person sat before her on the pools edge, and had hair much like her own, except this person, she couldn't tell what gender they were just by looking, had more of a hot pink hue in their locks. she wrapped her wings around her body, hiding the scar, and spoke hesitantly. "H-hello..." she hadn't always been this shy, but after her sister died, she had drastically changed. oh she would be back to her normal self eventually, but all the pain in her life had pretty much ruined ebony, and broken her spirit. bellafields hadn't had to do anything to break her. she was already completely broken. but she would keep fighting against the establishment that killed her sister, if it took her a life time, she would see to it that bellafields never killed another person, that nobody would have to go through the same pain that she did.

Tagged;; Mackenzie
Status;; finished and suckish...
Words;; 580
Outfit;; Here
Lyrics;; "Another Day" from Rent
©: Taiyou-Ai of Caution 2.0