Posts by wintergaze11

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    Danielle


    [size=11pt]While everyone had been taking time to meet each other, Dani remained,
    sitting crossed-legged upon one of the mattresses.


    Even though she knew it was kinda rude,
    she couldn't bring herself to try and introduce herself to anyone here.


    Well, not that she needed to.
    Once more, she reminds herself of all the reasons why not, which were plenty.
    And being alone didn't mean you had to feel lonely.. or bored.
    She nods, assuring herself of these things.


    Leaning back against the wall, she contendly returns to writing within the pages of her journal.
    Recording her trail of continuous thoughts.
    She pauses to look outside, smiling to herself as the scenery passes,
    the sun streaming through the window, the sky a brilliant shade of blue.
    Though the land seemed kind of dry, it was a beautiful sight.

    She left that small town to start a journey of her own.
    The thought of something new like that excited her,
    living a life of freedom and new possibilities.


    Her eyes flicker back down to her journal,
    and she continues to write, smiling at the thought[/size].

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    »»Danielle[/shadow]

    [color=white]
    [size=11pt] [align=left][color=white]Hearing the question that had been asked, her eyes flicker away from her journal and over to the driver.
    Then to the other member, hands placed behind his head,
    who seems to be fine with the music.
    She looks back at the one driving once more, and then her eyes wander to the radio.


    Her mom loved country music, since she grew up on the south side, and it always lightened her mood.
    Hearing this music, it took as a reminder of some of the days spent with mom, living together in that small house.


    A small smile appears on her face at the memory, though is quick to fade, remembering how those days had abruptly ended whenever she found a man to marry.
    He had hated country music, so they never listened to it anymore.
    He acted unkindly towards Dani, in many ways more than one, though sweetly towards his wife. Dani tried mentioning this issue to her mom, though she wouldn't take the time to actually listen. And from there on out, her life went flying down hill in a rush of misery.
    Things were never the same.


    Soon, whenever her step-fathers cruelty became too much to handle, she went on her way. And here is where she ended up.


    She looks over at Lyon, hesitating for a long moment. She didn't like talking to strangers. Not the slightest. But the songs were triggering an array of memories, of which she very much wanted to block out.
    "H-Hey, can I, um, borrow your headphones?"
    She forgot her own.
    And, a lot of other stuff. She left in quite of a rush.[align=left]

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    » Danielle



    [color=white]oh.
    well that happened easier than she expected.
    She gives a small smile, "thanks."
    She reaches out, taking the earbuds.
    Without saying anything else,
    Danielle plugs the earbuds into her phone.


    And she returns to her quiet state, turning up the music.
    She completely pushes the thought of her step-father away,
    the music occupying her mind. She opens her journal to continue
    writing.

    But the man dodges, punching him hard across the face and pressing the tazor hard against his rib-cage. And then, a second time. This causes Malik to fall to the ground, and quickly, the men handcuff the two. Jess is also grabbed by the arm, handcuffed. They're shoved into the back of the van and the doors slam shut, leaving them to sit in a darkness that was very dim.


    But then, the door re-opens, and something is stabbed into their wrists. Immediately, Malik and Jess pass out.


    And then they all wake up, sitting in a vacant room together, chained against the walls. Still handcuffed.


    Jess looks around, trying to gather her bearings. As the panic slowly sinks in.

    (Oh, sorry! I'll make sure not to do that again. Thank you for telling me)


    "Are you guys alright?"
    She questions after a few moments, breaking the silence,
    looking from Malik to Scarlet.
    Seeming worried.


    A thousand questions were swarming through her head,
    her busy thoughts and panic seeming to make her headache even worse.


    This was so bizarre. It seemed unreal, a nightmare.
    Even though it wasn't, as much as she wanted it to be.
    It had happened, and she felt as if the day would only get worse.
    Not that it wasn't already horrific enough.


    But for now, pushing all the worry and questions away, she takes her focus on her friends.
    Hoping they weren't injured too badly, hoping they were alright.

    A man walks in, watching them with cold eyes.
    He slams the door shut, and walks over.
    "Welcome to the Facility," he smiles. Though, you can tell it's forced.
    "You'll be staying here for some time."


    He looks from Malik, to Jess, then to Scarlet.
    "If you cooperate, your stay here will be somewhat enjoyable.
    You'll be here until we release you.
    You cannot ask questions unless we say you can. All you have to do,
    is follow orders. And you'll be fine."


    Fine?
    Jess scoffs.
    She could only imagine what their definition of 'fine' was.


    "Now, your bedroom."


    They were staying in a bedroom?
    Jess blinks.
    What was this? Some kind of twisted luxury getaway?


    He un-chains the three of them, though they remain handcuffed. He leads them out the room and down a hallway, the walls lined with strange picture frames. The floors a dark type of tile.


    He leads them into a bedroom, where there are just three bunk-beds. But most of the room is empty, and there are cameras on the walls.
    "You are to stay here until we say otherwise. Am I clear? Any attempt of escape will be noticed and failed."

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    [size=5pt]TEMPLATE ©BOKEH[/size]

    The man sends her a cold glare then slams the door shut, which is locked from the inside.


    Jess shakes her head, walking over to sit on the bed.
    Worry weighed down on her shoulders and swarmed through her head.
    "I wonder what they're planning on doing to us?"
    She shakes her head. how would they get out of this?


    A intercom on the wall speaks into the room.
    "It's lights out. Get to sleep. You gotta long day tomorrow."


    The light shuts off and the room goes dark.

    Form:


    Name}
    Eleanor
    Age}
    17
    Race If shifter include your animal}
    Winter fox
    Written Appearance}
    Eleanor's hair almost appears white, which is often thrown back into a bun. Her eyes are a light blue color, kind of grayish, and she has a light complexion. She has dimples and wears glasses.




    Personality Must be at least 5 sentences}
    Eleanor is very light-hearted and bubbly.
    She's curious about most things, and she asks lots of questions. She is talkative and enthusiastic. Her name might as well be chatty-Cathy, because that's all she is. She often makes sarcastic remarks and It's hard to keep her quiet. If she is, something is seriously wrong. Because you just can't shut her up.
    She'll stop to listen to what someone has to say, though. And is very considerate. She'd stick up for anyone, and isn't afraid to let others know what she thinks... Which isn't always a good thing. She tends to speak her thoughts before she can stop herself.


    RP sample}
    She sits down at the bench, looking around. The park was quiet, not many people were here.
    After a few minutes, a guy walks over and sits down next to her.
    She looks over at him. "Oh, hi! Decided to come to the park as well?"
    "Mhm.." He mutters, obviously uninterested in conversation.
    "Me too." She smiles, pushing her glasses up to her face.
    "What's your name?"
    He doesn't give a response.
    "I'm Eleanor," she says as he ignores her.
    "And Yknow, it's such a lovely day today. I come to the park every evening so-"
    Fed up with all of her talking, he gets up to leave.


    "Oh, you're leaving?"


    He continues to walk away.
    She nods.


    "Okay, cool! bye! I had fun talking to you!"


    Screen name}
    Ditsy
    Activity level}
    7/10
    Generally active. Probably the longest I'll be gone is 3 hours, but never really anymore than that.
    Plot Ideas}
    I actually don't really know. Maybe some giant battle breaks out with some evil force?


    Other}
    A mint kind of green

    Do you understand that this is a semi-advanced rp & you mustn't begin RP until approved?
    Yes

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    [size=5pt]TEMPLATE ©BOKEH[/size]

    The next morning, Jess awakens.
    She sits up.
    Last night she slept horribly. She kept awaking, having these strange nightmares
    from time to time.



    She sighs, looking around.
    Scarlet and Malik seem to be asleep, and theres nothing to do, so she lays back down.


    Her trail of thoughts and worry run around as she stares at the backside of the bunkbed above her.
    But, as minutes pass, she eventually ends up drifting back to sleep.
    Only to have another nightmare.


    Awakening from her nightmare, she sits straight up, sweating.
    She takes a deep breath, leaning back against the backboard.
    Trying to calm her jumping nerves down.