Posts by Beyond My Thoughts

Tracking~!

Landon carried the last box up into his new dorm, he had an earphone in his ear playing music quite loudly. He set his box of bits and bots down beginning to find places for them, it was then when he heard someone enter. He turned around as he heard the person greet him, he froze slightly seeing his old friend. He didn't greet him in return, instead watched the boy silently head off to his own room. Continued to find places for the random bits and pieces, before going to his room that was across from Luca's room finding places for the remaining things. He felt as if he was being watched, and as he looked up he met the eyes of Luca who was looking over his book at him.

Landon watched Luca for a moment longer before he finished putting the remaining stuff away, he stood up adjusting his skinny jeans before walking to Luca's bedroom door knocking quickly. "Hey. Got any plans tonight?" he questioned nervously as he fiddled with the doorframe as he kept his eyes on Luca.

PLOT: [Based on Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children]

^{As our story opens, a horrific family tragedy sets sixteen-year-old boy journeying to a remote island off the coast of Wales, where he discovers the crumbling ruins of a Home for Peculiar Children. As he explores its abandoned bedrooms and hallways, it becomes clear that the children who once lived here – one of whom was his own grandfather – were more than just peculiar. But when the children come back to life, a particularly peculiar girl in the group. She may be dangerous. She may have been quarantined on a desolate island for good reason. And somehow – impossible though it seems – How is she and the rest of them still alive.}

I found my grandfather dead, they said it was natural causes. How natural can it be when you find your grandfather missing his eyes?
My parents call me a mental case, I've been seeing weird things since his death... Shadows and other things. It was when we were searching, we found a letter from a woman.

She would have the answers to my mental case 'problems'. But a travel from America to Wales, with my father who had an odd obsession with birds. We stayed at the local Hostel in Wales.

Which brings us to today, standing at an abandoned mansion. Destroyed, by something that appeared to be huge. I glanced at the forest behind me, as I began making my way towards the destroyed mansion. It was a pile of rubble in the skeleton of what once was.

Jump into the roleplay

I stepped over a few knickknacks, a small clock stuck on the time 5:34, a pocket watch and a broken tea pot. Everything was mostly intact, the furniture was perfectly placed however rather dusty. I glanced around, my green eyes gleaming. It was then I heard the yelling of children, I glanced around as their yells and footsteps seemed to echo through the house.

I backed myself against the dining room table, my grandfather had told me stories of these children. Their powers... Sure my grandfather was madder then a hatter, but even if what he said wasn't true, these children would be peculiar in some way.

Do we start?

Otto was not average, he was the oddest wizard most had ever come across. Sorted in Ravenclaw, although seeming more equipped to be a member of Slytherin. Muggle-born, he lived in an orphanage his whole life, now topping all his subjects at Hogwarts. But he was easily swayed, and last year after his sixth year at Hogwarts, the Deatheaters persuaded him to join.... Now he's the insider, and it's his last year at Hogwarts. Will anybody find out? will he be stopped?

I'm kind of busy

My body was trembling, legs shaking, cold-sweats... She was beautiful, god oh god. I slowly made my way up to her, a nervous wreck. My stomach was doing flips, rolling and backflips.
"Can I help you?" she turns to me, I gulp
"Uhh Mmm-... I-.. Um" I stammer over my words. Just breathe.... "Hi!" I say giving her an awkward wave. That was stupid! Sh*t Sh*t. I let out a nervous laugh as I feel my arms shaking, my hands trembling and becoming clammy.
"Sorry-...That wasn't normal, I'm not normal" I say nervously. That was worse!!! "Uh. Ha, sorry". My heart was pounding, I was sweating uncontrollably "Uhm-... "
Oh Otto... Just shut up, you're annoying her.

"H-hello?"
The children yelling had gone silent. It was just a figment of my imagination, I'm crazy... A mental case. I ran my hand across the kitchen counter, it was clean... But with a red stain, blood? I shook the thought as I made my way away from the counter, into what appeared to be the lounge room...

"Julian!"
My father, I gulped nervously. That was when I saw the group photo... The same one my grandfather had, there they all were...
"Julian!"
I picked up the frame placing it in my coat pocket before sprinting out. My father was staring up at the house, with a confused expression.

"Yes?" I say
"Julian... Rob from the pub, says this place is completely abandoned. The children and the madam of the house died years ago. We need to get home, this is complete rubbish. As far as I'm concerned this will make your problems worse" My father says. A very close minded man... I glance to the mansion, it was abandoned... But not quite.
I glance back to my father "I'm not crazy"... He give me that look, god I hated that look.
"Look, just give me... The day, it's an interesting place... Why shouldn't I explore?"

"It's private property, Julian!" my father raises his voice, I sigh "Just today?" I plead. My father knew me, he knew I was stubborn and got what I wanted.
"Fine, tomorrow. We're taking the first boat out of this place and flying home to America!" he walks away "Be at the hotel by 8pm!" he yells as he stomps off into the thick forest.

"No-!" I exclaimed as I took a step back "I-I" I stammer as I take a few steps away. "Umm-" I gulp looking at her, so beautiful... Those eyes that just glimmered all the time, brown and beautiful. I was staring, I jump at the realization. "Want to go out?-" I blurt out "Friday?" I whimper as I gulp hard.

thank you

Your character lived many years ago in a home for peculiar children, however she died in 1943 when German planes bombed the home during WW2. The children of this peculiar home, had peculiar abilities as you will see from the friends I have created for your character. Even though your character died, along with the many others. The lady of the house, created a time loop of that day... You live that day over and over, things occurring around you like they did the day you died, however your day to day activities do alter depending on what the lady of the house instructs you.

My character's grandfather was considered insane, and a liar. He spoke about a home for peculiar home for peculiar children he went to when he was a child. He spoke of monsters he hid from, and later on fought. He told my character he left the children's home to fight in world war two. No one in the family believed him. But when my character finds his grandfather dead with his eyes missing... and begins seeing shadows of monsters his grandfather once spoke about things begin changing. Until he finds a letter from the lady of the children's home addressed to his grandfather. He travels to Wales where the children's home is supposed to be, but when he arrives all he finds is the rubble of what once was... Until your character and the other peculiar children appear... And take him back to 1943.

okay !

23 March 1943, the loop Hugo, Otto, Rose, Olivia, Isabella and of course Miss Peregrine lived constantly, everyday like the next for decades now, none of the children ever aging. Today was the same, Hugo or 'Sad-eyes' as he was more commonly known had his nose in a book while Olivia sat close by watching him. Otto and Rose sat on the ground playing with small wooden toys, Miss Peregrine stood in the loungeroom doorway watching over the children, like a lioness over her cubs. She held a pocket watch in her hand watching over the time, there were activities that she and the children needed to complete to ensure the loop stayed the same.

74 years in the future, lived Remington Gold or Remi as he was more commonly known. A 17 year old, he worked at the local supermarket stacking shelves all day everyday over the Summer. His manager Christine watched over him closely,. She was an older lady, and close acquaintance of Remi... Meaning she drove the teenager, to and from work, in which time they would have weird small talk while the teenager was distracted by his phone. "Oi Rem!" Christine called over to the boy as she jogged over to him awkwardly
"Your father called, your grandfather is having another episode" she explained, Remi sighed as he finished stacking the last of the oranges
"Can you drive me?" he questioned, she nodded.

Bump ~

"Hey sad-eyes" Rose called from sitting down on the ground, Hugo looked up from his book. His eyes harsh "Mm?", Otto smiled cheekily up at the boy "Come play with us?" Rose said with a giggle. The question set Hugo back, although he snapped out of it when he gained a small shove towards the children from Olivia. He slowly closed his book, setting it down before sitting with the youngest of the children.
Olivia turned to Isabella hearing the hiss of the old cat, she smiled before Miss Peregrine snapped her fingers gaining a quick, sudden silence from the children. "12.34" she said clearly, almost announcing the time. Rose gasped standing up quickly and sprinting from the room. "5...4...3...2...1" Miss Peregrine counted quietly under her breath, as she got to one the doorbell went off throughout the home. Miss Peregrine gave an 'up to no good smirk' as she walked off swaying her hips. It was the bar manager, complaining about Hugo, Isabella and Olivia, from yesterday... The yesterday that hadn't happened in 74 years. Miss Peregrine usually flirted her way out of the situation, or if she was feeling particularly mischievous... Kill her way out it.

The drive was a long one to Remi's grandfather's home, an hour and a half. Luckily he had Christine to drive him, it was the usual drive. Remi would avoid all contact by scrolling through his phone. But it was then his phone began to ring, it was his grandfather. He sighed "This should be good", Christine giggled softly as he picked up.
"Hello?"
"Remi! Where is my gun?" his grandfather sounded frantic
"What?"
"My gun? It's not in the safe!"
"Oh-.. Yes, dad took it"
"How the hell does he expect me to fight the monsters without a gun!?"
"Grandpa, have you taken your meds?"

Silence...
Beep. Beep.