Town of Elliquiy: Tucker's Home
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				Title: <strong>Town of Elliquiy: Tucker's Home</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyron</strong> on <strong>24-01-2013, 17:40:20</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">Tucker's Home</span></strong></span><br><br>(http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff7/HaruTokushima/Settings/Indian20Ridge20Lane20Front20-1.jpg)</div><br><br><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Living Room</span></strong><br>(http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff7/HaruTokushima/Settings/Quality-Traditional-Living-Room-Furniture-1.jpg)<br><br><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Kitchen</span></strong><br>(http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff7/HaruTokushima/Settings/maytag-kitchen-appliance-pic-01-1.jpg)<br><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Tucker's Room</span></strong><br>(http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff7/HaruTokushima/Settings/small_bedroom-design_ideas-2.jpg)<br>(Minus the guitars)<br><br><br>Family:<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff7/HaruTokushima/Realistic%20Chars/MV5BMjE0Mjg0NzE2Nl5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMDE1MTkxMw_V1_SY314_CR140214314_-1.jpg)</div><br><br><br>Name: James Johnson<br><br>Age: 44<br><br>Occupation: Landscaper<br><br>Relation: Father<br><br><br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff7/HaruTokushima/Realistic%20Chars/21431-1_p-1.jpg)</div><br><br><br>Name: Monica Johnson<br><br>Age: 40<br><br>Occupation: Hairstylist<br><br>Relation: Mother<br><br><br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff7/HaruTokushima/Realistic%20Chars/a6bcd884f438302743721b50a48d5b0a-d53fy7c-1.jpg)</div><br><br><br>Name: Jessica Johnson<br><br>Age: 22<br><br>Occupation: Fourth grade teacher<br><br>Relation: Sister<br><br><br><br><br>Located in West End. The family had been here since a few months prior to Tucker's conception.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Town of Elliquiy: Tucker's Home</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyron</strong> on <strong>25-01-2013, 18:06:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff7/HaruTokushima/Realistic Chars/jesse_2011__008_by_joshuagagnon-d4aqg5v-1.jpg)</div>This late morning started off the same as any other: wake up, spring out of bed, and start singing and dancing to welcome a new day.<br><br>Except not really. As interesting as Tucker thought it could be, life was no musical, so those initial moments after waking up weren't so exciting. Maybe they could have been if he had someone to wake up next to, but, of course, that wouldn't happen while living under his parents' roof, and he wasn't so relationship oriented anyway. It wasn't that he wasn't open to them, but more often than not, he found himself gravitating toward hookups. A lot of it was by choice, part of it was because that was what some guys were only interested in, and, well, he figured he should take what he could get.<br><br>Anyway, if there was ever a time when Tucker's life resembled something close to a musical, it was during his showers; about halfway through, the warm spray prodded him awake enough to sing a couple of songs, as well as throw in a few small, flashy moves--nothing extravagant, since it was still a little too early for that. A grand total of twenty minutes later, he washed away the last of the Axe suds and closed his little concert with The Fray's "Turn Me On." He got dressed in what he brought with him to the bathroom. He didn't have to worry about work for a few hours, so he kept it casual for now, donning a pair of jeans and a long-sleeve shirt with a white torso and green sleeves. Then he styled his hair the way he usually wore it.<br><br>The only thing left to do was grab some breakfast, so he made his way downstairs. Both floors showed no signs of life--which he expected, for everyone should be at work. After having a small bowl of cereal--it was a Frosted Flakes kind of morning--he returned to the upstairs bathroom long enough to brush his teeth, and once he had on a North Face fleece jacket, he was out the door. He had a couple of errands to run.
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