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{{Haven Alexandria Snow}}
Nickname;;
Haven
Gender;;
Female
Age;;
16
Who are you?;;
The Worrier
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Friend(s);;
Tends to stick to herself, but she could possibly have a blossoming friendship between others during the thread.
Enemy/Enemies
The Diva, The B*tch
Crush;;
None at the moment
BF/GF;;
None at the moment
Kids;;
None
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RP Sample(6+ sentences);;
Darkness surrounded her. Her eyes were open, attempting to find some sort of clarity, but she only saw the darkness around her. Her judgment wasn’t off though. She knew that it was day, for the birds outside called to her not even a moment ago. She was trapped; something she realized as she blankly stared at the darkness. Her hands and feet were bound with coarse rope, digging into her flesh as she laid in the darkness. Her comfort wasn’t necessary for them, and neither was her safety. Wood was digging into her back, scratching and tearing at her tender flesh as pain erupted in her spine. All around her was the splintering wood, hard against her bare flesh as she laid in silence. She was trapped, but the subtle rocking of the box made her to believe that she was moving. The rocking was a slow action, but it jolted her around the box she was in. As it tilted with each move, she realized that the box was most likely underneath the shade because with each tilt, light fluttered in through the few cracks that were left for her to see. Shadows crossed over her as she lay inside the prison, letting the sun meet her in silence.
Her breathing was coming uneven as she struggled to breathe within the wooden entrapment. It seemed as if she couldn’t get enough air into her lungs, her breathing resembled a fish out of water. Her mouth closed and opened in small movements; her body jerking once again as the box was tilted more. Her skin rubbed against the splintering wood, the splinters their way into her skin in sharp jerks. Her skin, already dry, was bleeding at the small actions. Her throat was no better. While it wasn’t the splinters that caught her throat, she could still taste the hint of iron as it bled from dehydration, her body shaking at the taste.
Her head was in a foggy haze. She tried to remember, yet she laid there with no recollection of what had happened. She couldn’t recall what her life was like before the box. Every time she tried to think of the past, a sharp pain hit the back of her skull, urging her to think about something else. She couldn’t remember the simplest details, like her name was or birthday. She was living in the unknown, something that she believed to be uncommon for her. As she tried to think, a single question ran over her mind, over and over again; why can’t I remember?
Other;;
I'll FALL into an abyss of nothingness...
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[color=black]{{Talon Preston Brett}}
[color=black]Nickname;;
Talon
Gender;;
Male
Age;;
17
Who are you?;;
The Goth
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Friend(s);;
The Mysterious
Enemy/Enemies
The B*tch, Mr. Right
Crush;;
The Mysterious (If that's alright with Loki)
BF/GF;;
None at the moment
Kids;;
None
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RP Sample(6+ sentences);;
(Do I need to post another one?)
Other;;
Fall
Tattoo like markings of electricity up her hands.||[/size]
