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 Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 12:19 pm
I Want A Divorce! // We Can't Afford It!
a young, upper middle-class married couple finds their marriage on the rocks since they lost all their money and are forced to live in their car since their house had been foreclosed to pay off their debts. Will this experience strengthen their marriage or utterly destroy it?
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 12:39 pm
~Profiles~
Name: Carissa Everly
Age: 24
Occupation: Housewife
Short Description: Carissa was, until recently, a well-off and rather condescending socialite with a thing for luxury and comfort. She's sweet and skilled in using charms and looks especially when she needs something.With the recent changes however, she has become rather temperamental, accusatory and even more whiny about the current situation, displaying little to no initiative to help and moreover, becoming even more demanding and unreasonable.
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Name: Estephane (Stephan) Steele
Age: 26
Occupation: Former Jeweler
Short Description: A personal favorite of the jewelry company that he worked for, being fired for sneaking some of his finished designs home for his little wife, spoiling and doting on her ever since they've wed. Instead of going to prison, his boss decided to cut a deal with him, asking him to divorce Carissa and hand her over to him. Instead of going to prison, because his boss couldn't afford to lose his most precious designer, he has to work to pay off every single piece and set that he's stolen, where they've gone, they have no clue. Now everything but the car has been repossessed.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 9:45 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2012 6:22 am
"What?!" Carissa cried out, trying so desperately to keep the bank people from taking the grand piano. That was the last valuable thing in their house before they kicked the couple out of the house, leaving only their plainest vehicle with them. Of the five cars parked in their garage, it was the least. It was neither a luxury car nor a sports car. It was the type to use when trying to blend in a 'normal environment'... Simply put, to spy. "This is unfair. Unfair! Tell them, Stephan!", Carissa said, stomping her foot and crossing her arms while pouting like a little child.
"The jewels?", one man asked.
Carissa looked as though she was about to say something before continuing to say something else, looking away from the man. "I don't have them." The truth was that the last of the jewels were hidden in her cleavage as she hadn't wanted to let go of one design particularly. It was supremely elegant, simplistic and yet more intricate than one can imagine - one of those truly gorgeous things in the world. Carissa just couldn't find it in her to hand it over even when they were taking all the couple's things already.
"Very well", the man said, walking away with the last of the couple's belongings, leaving a signage that read "Foreclosed" on their mansion after locking the couple out.
"How are we going to pay off all that money? What are we gonna do now? Well?", Carissa asked Stephan right after, looking to him for an answer. The last car zoomed away, with the couple's things. Carissa twirled her dark red curls and flickered her bright yellow eyes, thinking of what to do next. She bit her lower lip, looking at Stephan impatiently every now and then.
((OOC: Saww I took so long. Midterms became full-blown and all D: ))
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2012 11:19 am
(Eww...ugh...I just simply can't wait for my midterms then... Don't worry about it, it's cool. I take a while too. And also, sorry it's short.)
Stephen only watched as the van took off with the last of their things, he ran his fingers through his hair and kept them there, shutting his eyes and his mouth,
not wanting to see anything or even speak a word. He didn't even look at his wife, where she put the jewels, she was too stubborn to even tell him. She
sighed, trying to calm down, giving his wife a stern look before stomping over to the car, getting into the driver's seat and closed the door, locking his Carissa out
of there.
There was simply no way he was going to let her in. He rolled the seat back to lay down, closing his eyes.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 2:45 am
"Heeey, wait! Where are you going?", Carissa cried out, following after Stephen in her three-inch heels. She began tapping the window of the car, begging him to her in. She made a pouty face while she was at it. "Steeepheeen", she called, trying to get him to open the door. "Oh, this is just great!", she said, pounding on the window one last time. She was pretty much really ticked off. Why was Stephen acting like that? He hadn't even said a single word when they took away all their things. "Cold as steel, are you today?", she whined.
((OOC: ))
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 8:50 am
Stephan only rolled his eyes as Carissa tapped on the window. He sat back up, staring at Carissa, thinking to himself before he pulled
out the keys and sticking them into the keyhole, turning on the ignition before it blew out. His eyes narrowed in suspicion, looking over the wheel only to fall
back and sigh. Broke and living in a car. Besides that, out of gas... Things couldn't get worse, right? He sighed, unlocking the car before taking the keys
back out and sticking them in his pockets. He looked away, already basically giving her permission to get in, wondering what they were going to do for the
next...however long they'd be locked out of their own home.
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2012 9:52 am
Carissa continued to pout but she hesitantly opened the car door and silently stepped inside before closing the door again. She looked over to Stephan. "You're upset", she said, crossing her arms and looking straight ahead. She didn't know how to think or feel at the moment but she was scared that they wouldn't be able to pay off the debts at all. Of course, there was interest and everything. It could take them years before they could regain their former lifestyle again. Carissa bit her lip, edging to tears already but she said nothing more.
((OOC: ))
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2012 10:26 am
"Aren't you?" Stephan laid back and rolled his eyes...unsure of what he was really regretting right now as if this moment, stealing or spoiling
Carissa... There stacks of sketch books in the back, along with pencils, personally donated by his 'boss'. His boss? Stephan rethought back to what
he could be regretting right now, being pushed into this debt or giving his boss a night with his wife... Of course Stephan hasn't told her yet, nor would
he even plan to, he just thought about it as his eyes narrowed at Carissa... Likely she would have rather dropped him for the old and sloppy fat man
anyways...
If he has just divorced her like his boss requested...he wouldn't be stuck in such an embarrassing situation as this...Their car, out in the open, not even
hidden by the walls that surrounded their...now foreclosed house.
He raised his hand to Carissa, expecting something to be put there. "The jewels, where are they?" He frowned, not liking the thought of blowing up
but it is most likely going to happen sooner or later. "Give them!"
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 11:13 pm
Carissa turned to Stephan glaring. He knew they had taken the rest of the jewels and that only one, albeit the most precious, was left to her. She expelled a heavy breath and drew the diamond-studded silver necklace from its hiding place. "This?", she asked, anger seething in her words. "This was your promise to me! You gave this to me on our first anniversary. You promised that like the diamonds on these chains, our love would be eternal!" She bit her lips, not wanting to let the necklace go. It was dangling from her hand, its full radiance being reflected by the soft moonlight, passing through the windows of the car.
((OOC: ))
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 11:36 pm
Stephan only frowned, unsure if he was in the right or in the wrong to present it to her... He only sighed and reached over for a sketch book and a pencil.
"Yeah, well, it ain't going to be like that if you don't give it up." Diamonds may last forever, but that doesn't mean life will. With every sketch he started,
he scratched them out before tossing the book into the back along with the pencil. "What do you want to do now?..."
He stared over to his wife before laying a hand on her thigh going up before stopping...thinking about the times when they were young, fooling around with
each other no matter where they were... He wanted to take his mind off of being kicked out of his house...but as he stared at his wife with furrowed
eyes...he removed his hand and crossed them, laying down and turning his back to her. He just didn't feel in the mood for doing what he was going to
do...
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 11:48 pm
Carissa did not respond. She looked at the necklace for an extended period of time and heaved another sigh. She noticed Stephan creeping his hand up her thigh and gave him a rather sorrowful look. When he stopped and lay down, she gently placed the jewels on the dashboard as a way of saying she was giving them up. She then lay down as well after lowering the back of her seat before placing her hands on her lap and staring at the roof of the car. It was going to be one rough night for sure.
((OOC: ))
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 9:10 pm
(So...time skip? Or did you have anything in mind on where we'll be doing in the role play?)
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 10:31 pm
((Timeskip to morning, I suppose. I'll post when I get home XP ))
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2012 6:49 am
Carissa woke up in the morning. The sun had long risen and the breeze was cool as it rustled the leaves of the suburban trees that lined the streets of the neighborhood. Likely, Stephan had woken up before her as that was always the case every morning. It didn't matter since servants prepared the meals and cleaned the mansion. And now, all of it was gone. She looked about herself and said softly, "Stephan?" She got her chair back up and rubbed her eyes gently. She then leaned over and reached for the dashboard to see if the jewels were still there or if Stephan had taken them already.
((OOC: ))
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