It'd been so long since they last talked, James was having trouble remembering Farah's voice. He was just coming in from the backyard when he caught the tailend of his phone ringing, then the usual chime to tell him someone had left him a voicemail. Seeing as he had called Farah, he figured it was her, and after closing the back door, he walked ( Read more... )

The phone call seemed too good to be true. Seemed a fake. After all, James could close his eyes and hear the sound of Cinzia's voice, ringing in his ears, telling him to call her because something bad had happened. He could still hear the truths she told him -- that Z had died. That she had been murdered. He could still feel the way his body ( Read more... )

You Are Fearless


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001: Name: James S. Carlisle.
002. Nicknames: J, Jimmy, Carlisle.
003. Single or taken: Single ..
004. Zodiac Sign: Gemini.
005. Male or Female: Male.
006. Elementary School: Dalton School.
007. iPod: iTouch.
008. Screename: Ink and Fender

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James had driven over to the small beach cafe earlier than Ava had. He was walking from his car, which was now a rental sports car since his McLaren was covered in blood from Sam, when he texted Ava the address of the place. The waitress led him to a small table that overlooked the water, and he sat down with a plop and a heavy sigh. Sliding his ( Read more... )

Twenty hours of recording. Not even near done.

The Sad Truth About Relationships

Thanks for sparing me this lecture when we started dating, Jen.

[Wakes up with an IV in his arm]

What the fuck? Where am I?

OOC: Follows this.

James had done as he said, locking himself up in the house. He'd closed the gates at the street, closed and locked both the front and the rear doors, and had spent his time sitting on the lone mattress in the Master Suite with his guitar. He went back and forth between trying to play, trying to polish up older songs, and just laying in complete ( Read more... )