I ate Joan Rivers and she was Dry as Jerky(JAKE)

[Chelsea Volturi]

Ohhhh how the mighty fall. That annoying thought seemed to circle around her mind.. I fowl reminder of her present state of circumstance..

To be honest that fowl thought had been doing enough loops in Chelsea's opinion she didn't relish the fact that her mind had some how turned into some sort of bizarre vulture and was presently picking away at the one thing she had going for her at the moment. Chelsea knew the worst thing she could possibly do is allow these dismal thoughts to continue to plague her and drag her under with depression she had to keep moving keep pushing.

She pushed Afton’s face from her mind yet again forcing that rightful pain that came with his memory away not allowing herself to feel as she knew that would only lead to more pain and more agony and there was nothing in that certainly no future.

“ I survived for a reason. “ Chelsea softly whispered to herself needing to hear those words to believe them.. It wasn’t the first time she had those words whispered before.. No the first time she had heard those was the time she heard them whispered by Aro when she had awaken from the burn..

Looking up sky bound she found herself blinking at the ensuing drops of rain that served as warning of the storm that was only minutes away.. It seemed luck was on her side again perhaps this Washington place wasn’t so bad as she originally thought cause with the constant rain the air was moist against her skin and it softened the ground to make her all but silent.

Frankly she needed stealth.. It wasn’t that she was lumbering away along the trail and scaring everything within a hundred miles radius.. Okay well least not in the past hour at least.. She frowned at the thought of that mornings attempt at a meal..

I almost had it.. She quipped silently at herself excusing the fact that she was still hungry at the excuse that dreadful Buck was a lot more quicker than it originally appeared.. Dreadful Beast She frowned thinking how she had done this hunger to herself as she had chosen to go for that trophy specimen instead of picking off runt, but that was the true problem wasn’t it.. Her pride, always her stubborn pride..

I didn’t remember seeing on Blasted Animal Planet that the Dreadful things have a powerful suspension and they can corner on a Dime… Damn.. If Aro was looking for Stealth and Smooth Rides I would have advise him not his wife but try mounting a freaking Deer… It was in the midst of another wave of inner whining babble that she heard the snap of a twig.. She silently swore thinking that she was once again the dreadful culprit as she had been the offender most of that prior morning and the day prior but stopped frozen as she was she looked down beneath her booted foot and saw only grass soft wet silent grass..

She couldn’t help herself as the victorious smile washed over her lips.. Finally something worse at this than I am… She found herself praying that the culprit was an animal cause she was of course grinning like a deranged Loon.. She whirled around and steadied herself as she quickly wafted threw techniques of bringing down a prey which was a bit awkward as she hadn’t had to so much as lift a finger in centuries and her fighting techniques were as well used as where her boning a decent corset techniques were..

Remembering to slink down and widening her stance she lowered down and readied herself to pounce.. Praying that what was making that racket was least a bit bigger than that sick raccoon she ate three days prior.. Wincing at the memory of its watery blood and foul taste.. She whispered.. “ its got to taste better.. Hell a mange suffering ground squirrel has to taste better than that.. “

Muse: GREAT
Tag: BEC
Music: Celtic women Last rose of summer
Wearing: Clothes

[Jacob Black]

Tossing his clothes to the side, Jake looked to the time. It was time for him to get out and actually enjoy his evening with a nice long run. Something he hadn't done in a while. Making his way outside, Jake looked to the woods and found himself phasing. His beautiful heavy coat waved its way around in the wind, making himself feel more freedom than before. With a few huffs, Jake jumped from the front porch and made his way out to the middle of the yard. It kind of bummed him out that he was the only one, but of course, he could manage. After all, Jake was a big boy now. He didn't need Sam or them.

Kicking up some dirt, Jacob hurried out towards the dark, yet calming woods. Night birds chirped all around, along with the bullfrogs croaking in the distance. Jacob like nothing better than going out at night. It was beautiful, and very easy to hunt, or just have fun. Quickly making his way out to a random rock, he made his way up to the top and began to breath in what had been coming from down wind. It was an odd smell, but it had a familiar smell as well.

As soon as it had begun to grow stronger, Jake's eyes lit up. The guard hair on his back stood at it's highest point. 'Vampires.' His growl grew stronger as he had jumped to one leg and let out a big yowl. He couldn't understand why they were over on his turf. Especially when they knew what they were bound to get in to. With a big leap, Jacob jumped from the rock and followed the smell down wind. His enormous paw striking the ground as he had leaped from hill to hill.

It wasn't a for sure way he had wanted to spend his evening, but they had to be removed. Catching the smell again, he turned down a long dirt road and headed up that way. Jake was taking the chance of getting spotted, but for a moment, he didn't mind. Hurrying to his left, he found himself stopping dead in his tracks. With a harmonious growl, Jacob looked all around. It didn't take him too long to get from point A to point B. 'Show yourself.'

Anger filled his body as he glanced around. He was the only one of his kind around, and he was taking a huge risk of having a group of vampires surround him. Would he have a chance? Who knows. But he had the mind to think he could stand the chance.

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--Music: Aerosmith- Sweet Emotions--

[Chelsea Volturi]

Here she was thinking Pleasant meal... Perhaps something small like sage grouse or perhaps a timid rabbit something that would least give her a better chase than that last raccoon did.. Sadly alas the thing that her hearing picked up was attached to something much larger.. Greedy in hunger and in optimism as the sound seemed to fill her ears she thought she had stumbled upon something worthwhile something fantastic something like a Bear...

However as that small grey tree squirrel ambled out into the open obviously dragging in strength as he was remarkably slow for even her standards which she was used to seeing slow humans daily...

" Oh seriously.... "She gasped with open horror.. " your it.. Your all there is, noooo prestigious elk on your heels is there?... " With a roll of her eye and hiss of something distasteful under her breath she swiped up the stinking squirrel and forced it to her lips and bit... The furry creature beneath her lips didn't react with the normal amount of wiggling in fact it was remarkable still..

Her answer to why came the moment the creature's blood touched her tongue.. It apparently wasn't a very worthy squirrel it apparently harbored a heart condition that expired when she had ceased it.. Nope she didn't even have to kill it.. Sadly it died of fright and thanks to her mistake of gulping before the normal sniff she had drank dead blood..

Would it have adverse affects more than likely she would feel them but not at that moment… But that wasn’t her prime concern as the ground beneath her feet began to tremble slightly.. She quickly realized it wasn’t the ground it was her and it was in reaction to the growling that was coming from East..

She watched as the large dog slowly crept from the greenery its Canines showing as it issued that audible threat… She half pondered momentarily if she was suffering the effect of the tainted squirrel blood earlier than she thought… “ well lets just hope this is a little misshape and You are a colorful blood lust illusion brought on by hunger and gamey dead squirrel blood that I shouldn’t have drank and if this is just a figment of my wild daydreams I solemnly swear I will never drink of Squirrels again…” With that spoken she closed her eyes and kept them squelched tight for a passing of few moments till another growl was issued from a head of her… She knew what it was saying she didn’t need it to start pantomiming what it wanted..

“ Damn it.. “ she hissed under her breath.. “ I’m right here… Me and all my shining glory..” She just realized she was still holding the evidence of her malicious crime against rodents in her hand.. The wave of humiliation just washed over her…What could be worse than being reduced to Dog kibble?

DON’T JUST HOLD IT OUT THERE LIKE A SODDING WAND.. Had she the ability she would have blushed several deep shades of scarlet sadly she didn’t need the wash of color to look positively pathetic as she slowly reached down put the squirrel at the foot.. “ Think the poor thing is sleepy.. “ She heard the grass crunch as the creature fell over on its side dead as a door knob.. She looked back at the creature and smiled softly.. “ least it isn’t a hiker aye…” she winced again realizing that the small attempt at humor was more than likely wasted on a creature that when not reducing you to a bits of white chalk on the grassy noll was more than likely dragging its butt on some random human’s rug..

“so I take it I’m not in the Friendly side of the Territory lines…” She frowned pulling her purse from her shoulder she took out her phone and pushed a few buttons in an annoyed manner.. “ YOU KNOW GOOGLE MAPS IS WORTH CRAP… UTTER CRAP.. IT SAYS I’m in Olympic Mountains.. “ She took that moment to point at the little pointer on her phone that showed she was in the Olympic Mountains.. “ Well this isn’t exactly my wrong here Ummmm Mr. Big and Bad and well Blow your house down.. Am I going to torn to bits cause GOOGLE Is CRAP? Cause if so.. I demand that you least call on my behalf and make a formal complaint…”

Muse: 744 words worth..
Tag: BEC
Music: Lost and found..Brooks and Dunn
Wearing: Clothes

[Jacob Black]

Jake watched as the vampire stood still. In her hand was a dead, limp squirrel. He could feel the blood begin to course through his giant body. Nothing angered him more than a bloodsucker being on his side. Listening as she rambled on, Jake took a few safe steps back. He wasn't about to get attacked. After all, he didn't know what this one was capable of. Here she was talking about getting illusions off of squirrel blood. 'A hiker?' he questioned, letting out a loud growl. He had somewhat of an idea now to who was doing this to the residents in Forks.

As soon as she brought out her phone, discussing to him that she was in the wrong are, Jake let his guard hair down. He tried his best to calm himself since she wasn't really doing anything to harm him. All she did was stand there. Her reaching into her purse somewhat startled him. He didn't know what she had. Girl's these days were pretty sneaky. 'I'll just fill you in on a few things, "Leach" this is my kind's territory and we don't take to kindly to things like you trespassing against us."

Looking at her phone, Jake grew confused. Okay, maybe she was right. But she should have been able to smell him. It was their territory after all. No vampires were allowed whatsoever. Letting out an annoyed chuckle, Jake shook his head. How could one of those end up getting lost in a place like this? They should have known their way around. After all, they were sneaky critters and Jake had despised them. All he could think about was what if one of them had gotten close to Nessie. He would have an absolute break-down.

'What is it you want over this way anyway?' He questioned. Still keeping his guard up. He wasn't about to give in and be nice. Who knows what would happen. 'And how on earth did you get lost? I don't buy that bull shit story one bit.' Showing his teeth again, Jake moved forward a bit.

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--Music: Crazy Train- Ozzy--

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[Chelsea Volturi]

“Leech?”

She had been called many fowl things in her extensive life.. She been called a succubus, a demon being the topper of the insults and snubs list. “a leech “she replied the word quietly to herself… Looking down she felt her face openly winced..

“ their related to Earthworms… For Christ sake, sludging about on their bellies in the mud.. Recycling “

Her nose turned up as she openly gave him a hurt and confused look..

“ Well isn’t that just rich. Been tussled threw out your little wilds out here, lied to by Google maps stepped in something vile that I believe must belong to one of your kind as I’m sure not even Smokey the Sodding bear could produce something that horrid smelling… Tell who ever the culprit is that My Jimmy Chu’s appreciate that greatly that I just love scrapping off recycled Fries off my apparel with pine cones… “

She eyed him warily tempted to ask if he himself was the culprit but considering her unfortunate predicament and how he could at any moment issue a howl for back up and she would end up dead.. She knew she was at his mercy and basically he was calling the shots..

With a sigh she leaned back against the tree trunk and pulled her purse from her shoulder and commenced to digging once again in its depths..

“ Leech? and here I thought only my kind were known for slanderous and appalling acts of stereotyping .”

She found what she was looking for her dental floss.. Which she proceeded to use right there in front of him. Finishing she quirked a brow..

“ I’m sorry nothing is worse than fur stuck between your chompers it is like the worst kind of tickling.. Now with what you are saying.. LEECH.. I get parasite cause well we do drain the life out something to survive but Leech.. You do know that Leechs have are still used for medicinal purposes right their actually quite helpful little buggers, Plus their hermaphrodites. Where I’m not a big pervert and like looking at reproductive organ’s .. “

She shuffled her steps nervously

“ Not knocking you if YOU are a pervert and do get your jollies in oggling wennies.. Just saying I least do know for a fact I only have Girlie parts down there… but your not checking I don’t care how good you think your game is…I’m not that sort of girl..”

She rolled her eyes..

“ alright Maybe I am but that is besides the point..”

She looked at him frowning…
“ Look I’m not going to go eat your tribe..Been trying this animal diet thing and well I’m not going berserk with blood lust and attempting to devour parts of Seattle. “

She looked down..“ well I’m sorry if you think it is Bull Shit.. But sadly that is just it.. I simply was mismanaged by my phone app… But if you must I will understand I will go with you and plead my case to your leader.. in hopes that he will comprehend that I meant no harm and he will guide me back to non-hostile Territory.. “

She frowned.. “ that is if you will even listen to me.. I know we aren’t at like whooooo BFF’S or anything but think even you could see maybe just maybe I’m not that threatening for Pete’s sake I’m eating rodents…”

Muse: 744 words worth..
Tag: BEC
Music: Break even, the Script
Wearing: Clothes

[Jacob Black]

Jacob watched as she was taken aback by what he had called her. But what did he care? He didn't even know her really, and he was just calling it like it was. She was indeed a Leech. Anyone in his tribe could see that. All they did was rip the lives from innocent people by tearing them apart.

Obviously, the girl had taken it to heart... big time. All he did was watch her ramble on about her stupid google map's on her cellphone. Taking a seat, he tossed his heavy, furry head back. Waiting for her to finish. But as soon as she brought up about him possibly being a pervert, Jake snapped. His once relaxed body, jumped up in defense. "Pervert? Really? For your information, I am far from that I assure you. So yes, I am a male, but that isn't everything I think about." Taking a seat, he let out a deep calming breath. There was no need for him to go overboard on that.

As she brought up her female parts, Jake rolled his eyes slightly. He was a werewolf and she was a vampire. There was nothing he found interesting in a Leech. "There is no need for you to flash me your female parts, really. That's something I don't want to see."[/b] Jumping back up onto his rock, Jake laid down. His muzzle laid heavily on top of his left paw. Everything was racing through his mind. And to go along with that, he had an outsider on their turf.

"Look, just follow me, and I can get you out of here without my pack knowing. Then you don't have to worry about them ripping your ass to pieces."Jake found no harm in this girl. She was more into small animals than humans. And crazy enough, he actually believed everything she had said to him. Dropping the hard-ass act, Jake jumped back off of his rock and made his way down the woods. Nodding for her to follow. Hopefully she wasn't able to read minds like the Cullen's could. Or else she would know half of his business, and really... he didn't know if he could trust her.

Oddly enough for Jake, he found her somewhat... okay in his book. Why? He didn't know. She wasn't trying to hurt him. And if she was trying, he figured she would have already done that by now. Looking back to her, he let off a small cheeky grin. "So what brings you to Washington anyway? And how long have you... well... been like that?" Hopefully he wasn't being too awkward. He was only trying to make small talk with her.

Tag: Mini (:
Word count: 500
Music: Spirit In The Sky- (cover) The eagles
Outfit: Wolf form