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Post by tenley angelina halliwell on Feb 18, 2010 3:52:04 GMT
** you're my phone star, and i'm happy when my lights flash 'cause you are my receiever (imma put you in my movie if you think that you could handle...)
"where is it? where is it? i know it's in here somewhere..." tenley whispered to herself as she flipped through the pages of the book of shadows. she was looking for a potion recipe, the power binding potion recipe to be in fact. she couldn't handle these dreams anymore, she wanted and needed sleep. lately she had been becoming somewhat of a bitch, and it wasn't tenley. she didn't like not being herself. and if taking away her powers was the only way for her to be herself, well it was a risk she was willing to take. however, she wondered in the back of her mind if she could just get rid of her premonition power, instead of all three of her powers. she loved her omni-linguism too much, and her telepathy, while it was annoying at times, it was also useful.
her fingers were turning pages as fast as they played piano, and that was fast. finally, she squealed with slight delight as she found the right page. now all she had to do was gather ingredients and make the potion. she didn't care what anyone else thought about it. tenley needed what was left of her sanity. plus with her magic gone, wasn't she less susceptible to the influence of evil that seemed to be lingering in the halliwell household?
she looked at the list carefully, grabbing a pen and paper to write everything down. she knew all the potion ingredients were down in the kitchen. the only thing was aunt piper. she would notice them missing and perhaps figure out what tenley (or maybe one of the other children, if ten was successful in pinning it on someone else) was up to. no, ten knew that would probably wouldn't happen, so of course, she would have to go to chinatown for everything. in the back of her mind, that little voice that would probably be her conscious was telling her it was a bad idea.
suddenly, bright green eyes glanced up as she heard footsteps coming up to the attic. tenley quickly ran to the love seat, sitting down and grabbing one of the old, dusty baby photo albums, which just happened to be her own. every few seconds, she would turn a page and glance up to see if the person was there in the doorway yet.you like what you see; you wanna video me... tagged ~ jonathan words ~ 409 chat ~ oh noes. lol lyrics ~ video phone (remix feat. lady gaga) by beyonce credits ~ me! no stealing! [/blockquote]
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Post by jonathan allen halliwell on Feb 20, 2010 4:00:01 GMT
This world keeps spinning faster Into a new disaster so I run to you
I run to you baby And when it all starts coming undone John hummed to himself as he wandered around the manor, hoping to find something to occupy his time. As usual, his songs had all ready been sung once over, checked for any mistakes or flaws, and lazily tossed to the side. And the studio in which he had been recording in for most of the week had been a bit too boring to look at today. He sighed and shoved his hands in his pockets, whistling a random tune. He heard a small faint creak above his head and smiled, amused. The Halliwell Manor was so old that everything in the house practically creaked like it was going to break any moment. He bit his lip as he climbed the stairs, peeking his head in the door, "Tenley?" He slowly walked over to his little sister, sitting down on the love-seat armrest, "Whatcha doin' kiddo?"
He sighed and looked over Tenley's shoulder at the photo album she was holding and smiled a little. "You were a cute kid, Ten. ...What happened to all that?" He mischievously laughed and darted away from the loveseat to avoid Tenley if she tried to hit him. He smirked and glanced around. "And, Tenley, what were you doing up here....?"
Baby you’re the only one I run to I run to you
WORDS• 204 (fail) CHATTER• I dunno.. CO-STAR• Tenley Halliwell STAGE• Halliwell Manor - Attic LYRICS• I Run To You by Lady Antebellum CREDIT• mine all mine!
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Post by tenley angelina halliwell on Feb 20, 2010 4:21:09 GMT
** you're my phone star, and i'm happy when my lights flash 'cause you are my receiever (imma put you in my movie if you think that you could handle...)
"tenley? whatcha doin' kiddo?"
her heart was racing now, she couldn't get caught. questions would be asked, and she figured her insomnia wouldn't be a good enough excuse to get rid of her powers. she turned the page of the photo album, feigning interest at her old photos. tenley looked up once more within the second to see her eldest brother, jonathan standing there. she should've recognized those heavy footsteps. but of course tenley hadn't worried about who it was, just how long it took them to get up here. hiding evidence was her specialty, depending on the time she was given, and she scooted herself a bit, covering the note pad that she had hastily scribbled down the ingredients on. she felt him sit down next to her. "just lookin'... haven't been through the old photos in a while, and with my senior yearbook, i'm gonna need my baby pictures anyways..." she replied, hoping it would throw him off track. she should've known better though, johnny wasn't stupid.
"You were a cute kid, ten... what happened to all that?"
she wrinkled her nose at him, sticking out her bright pink tongue. "you're one to talk jonathan halliwell..." she said, looking up at him. he had gotten away before she could hit him like she usually did when he was playing the mean big brother talk. "i mean, look at you here, cute as a button... and well, now you've got your messy hair and being mean to your baby sister..." she added, looking down at a picture of her as a toddler, and him as a little kid. alex was there too. it was their family portrait, the one time out of the year that prue could dress up her kids and not have them get dirty or messy.
"and, tenley, what were you doing up here....?"
"nothing. nothing at all..." she replied hastily. she shifted herself once again, hoping that her note pad was out of sight. unfortunately she didn't know it wasn't. "i told you. i'm looking at pictures..." she said, hoping the current fact would make up a good cover story. tenley wasn't super fabulous at lying, but she was good enough. it was how she got out of the house every night and came back in hung-over without getting in trouble so easily.you like what you see; you wanna video me... [/size] tagged ~ jonathan! words ~ 401 chat ~ she's a liar liar pants on fire! lyrics ~ video phone (remix feat. lady gaga) by beyonce credits ~ me! no stealing! [/blockquote]
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