angelo "jude" genovese

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Shale rubbed roughly at his eyes, leaning back against the dilapidated wall of the shed he'd been staying in the past night or so. Ever since his fly-over of the town to get rumors stirred up, all he'd really had to do was wait to see when someone from the island would show up to find him. It...

The future was coming faster than Aj was ready for. With all the events of his life the last year, he had not began to consider what he was going to do when he finished school. He just assumed he would continue on into college, but what would he study. Talking with his therapist a bit, the...

What follows is a series of text messages between Alma (@Kada ), Iggy ( @Max!! ), Angelo ( @Romi ), and my characters Chloe and Violet. Written by, and posted with the consent of the players involved. These text conversations happened shortly after this private ICC session. Group text with...

<img class="trackimg" src="https://i.imgur.com/ZKT8BSj.png">ANGELO GENOVESE Truth be told, Angelo probably should have had this talk a long time ago. He and Alma had started on a positive (but weird) note, and while their relationship was very positive, it wasn't like they actually had identical...

<img class="trackimg" src="https://i.imgur.com/ZKT8BSj.png">ANGELO GENOVESE Even with a literally flawless memory, the fact was that Angelo couldn't think of everything at once. While he would technically never forget, things still could (and did) slip his mind regularly. Perhaps the most...

Gabe was nervous. He had said he was going to and now that he had, he was immediately regretting it. It wasn't that big of a deal, right? Meeting up with your ex-boyfriend who you had a clean, mutual breakup with due to how busy you both were? It's a normal and healthy thing to stay in...

Angelo was pretty much done with whatever the hell had been happening on the island. The problem was that he didn't know what exactly it was that he was done with. Mind control? Clones? Evil twins? His investigations had found nothing conclusive, so when he'd heard that a small group of scouts...

Alma had known that she would have to talk to Iggy and Angelo about what had happened. Without her cell phone, she could really only email them or talk face to face. And this was too important anyway. It had to be in person. Her mom had let her take some days off from school to recover and get...

After getting a better grasp on how to use his laptop, Carmin had begun taking research on how to get rid of his curse into his own hands. He'd spent the last week searching for any sort of lead he could find on the internet, and after lots of nothing, he'd finally found something promising. A...

For many, it would be a regular day. Xavier thought it would be the same as usual. Get up, feed Dani and get her sorted for the day, get himself ready. Babysitter arrives to take Dani somewhere. Xavier would go for a jog, swimming, volunteering, a free run, hang with friends. An active and busy...

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When Angelo had first started visiting the islets, it had felt like charity. Doing a good deed. Helping people adjust. There were complications, his own feelings on it, but they had largely fallen by the wayside. His own complicated feelings about the police didn't weigh nearly as much when...

Angelo felt like it was a long shot, but he'd gotten plenty of good advice, and even more encouragement. Everything Basilio had said to him felt like it was ringing in his ears as he stepped into the room, sitting down to wait for the proctor. Was that even the right word? It wasn't a test...

Broen didn't have a favorite place. That had made things harder, for sure. He'd considered Halcyon--as excessive as it might have been--and then decided Broen had hated Halcyon even more than he'd hated Manta Carlos. Japan, maybe? Japan had been freedom, for Broen, but it had also been far away...

Angelo had spent days in his room, curled up and crying. But there was only so much he could do that. Only so much he could stay in his room before he realized he was making himself worse. He didn't want to subject others to his misery, but thinking about things wasn't making them any better...

Looking back, Angelo would have put the past few days as some of the absolute worst week of his life. He had almost died once before, but he'd been unconscious for that. He'd been dead to the world. Now he just wished he'd been dead to the world. He'd slept for much of the past few days...

Angelo knew the conversation wasn't going to go well. He knew it, and he was sure Broen knew it. Technically speaking, Angelo was simply lounging around on the couch, watching the TV and waiting for Broen to show up. But it was hard not to feel anxious. Hard not to freak the hell out. It...

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