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7:14pm Dec 4 2013 (last edited on 7:14pm Dec 4 2013)
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They had been traveling for days. There was not pit stops or resting points until the fourth day. They needed to get to the castle and each of them knew resting wasn't going to get them anywhere. The sun was on the horizion and slowly inching its way up the sky. Seeing as the last time they slept, it was only for a few hours, they desperately needed at least a few more to keep them going.
Mia ran her fingers through the prickly dead grass as she stared into the fire they had recently set up. Her small figure was crunched up in a ball, making her seem even smaller. She sighed and looked to the sky. The sun was bright and the morning air sent a chilled breeze across Mia's face. Taking in a deep breath, Mia turned to see the other Freedom Fighters. It was sad none of them knew each other's real names, but names didn't matter. Mia would protect her teammates till the ends of the earth. She knew there was a big chance that if she saw any of them die, she would probably cry, though she would never admit it. She hasn't cried since her parents death.
Mia stood up and looked around to make sure everyone was there. She had to look up at everyone. Pip Squeak was easily elected her name. It was that or Dwarf.
To be honest, Mia liked Timelock best. He was serious about what they were doing, but at the same time he was able to have fun and cheer the others up. Sometimes she would even smile at his jokes, but only in the slightest bit. You could miss one of her smiles if you blinked.
((Sorry if its short XP))
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7:22pm Dec 4 2013
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((So how long have they known each over for?))
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7:34pm Dec 4 2013
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((A month at the most.))
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7:39pm Dec 4 2013
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((Awesome. I don't think I'll be able post at the moment, but I'll try.))
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7:45pm Dec 4 2013
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((Okay! Take your time! ^^))
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11:05pm Dec 4 2013 (last edited on 11:15pm Dec 4 2013)
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Fiji looked at the wearied and exhausted crew. He sighed mentally. "Hey, we're here right? We should try and find somewhere to stay!" He put one foot on top of a tree stump and brought his left hand to his eyes, shading them. "Land ahoy!" He looked over the oppressed land and felt homesickness strike him fiercely. "We need a permanent base. We can't keep running around in circles with little to no sleep most days."
Fiji, slightly disgruntled that no one had replied yet, put his headphones over his ears and pulled out the beaten old iPod he kept on his person at all times. He pressed play, and music filled his ears as he sat down and pulled the strap of his brown leather bag over his head. He let it drop beside him and pulled out a diary, which he always carried in his bag. |
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11:22pm Dec 4 2013
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How do you roleplay? I dont understand
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11:29pm Dec 4 2013 (last edited on 11:48pm Dec 4 2013)
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(You aren't in this roleplay?)
(If you still want to know... You create a character and with a group of people and then you write what your character does throughout the story... I can't explain it well, you might want to ask someone else...)
(Another good idea would be too read some of the RP's, so you can get a better idea of what happens in one.)
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11:31pm Dec 4 2013
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im sorry its just that i dont understand the concept and found no better place to ask than the forum
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11:37pm Dec 4 2013
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((If you want to find out what a role play is, I suggest searching it up, instead of interrupting people with needless questions.))
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11:39pm Dec 4 2013
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no need to be rude if u take such pride in it i would have thought u would have been able to explain it to someone who really would like to know that's alll :D
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11:41pm Dec 4 2013 (last edited on 11:43pm Dec 4 2013)
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(You sound kind of rude yourself, no offense... Could you please stop interrupting? It's hard to remember what happens in the last post if we have to scroll for ages trying to find it.)
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11:46pm Dec 4 2013
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I appreciate your honesty :) I am sorry if i came across as such but i had no intentions of disrupting after all it did say public role play. All i wanted was someones definition who truly knew and participated in things like this . I have always seen it around and thought it was interesting.
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11:59pm Dec 4 2013
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((I didn't mean to come off as rude, simply blunt. I SERIOUSLY do recommended actually doing some research before you go around asking random people, however.))
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1:07am Dec 5 2013
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((Lets just keep going. :) ))
Noah-
Noah lay on his side, staring into the fire. The dark was lit by the strange surreal light which caused shadows to become more prominent. The grass became light dark, cold knives and he shuddered as he looked around the campfire. The freedom fighters were exhausted to the point that none of them looked like they would ever get up again. The little strength Noah owned was due to the fact he wanted to keep going for revenge. Tracing the scar on his face, he snarled slightly before rolling onto his back. The thorn like grass tickled him through the layers he was wearing. Though the fire was reasonably warm, he was a large trench coat often seen worn by the castle guards The trench coat was a symbol to him. The war is not over till the king is gone. Noah would take any measure of extremities to make sure that the king would never rule the land without one streak of hope been left to the people. A world without hope is like a world without food. That brought a grimace onto his face. People already were starving. The cold breeze rolled over him but the warmth from his coat left only his face at the comforting air. It allowed a perfect balance between content and remembering were he was and who he was, Timelock. Some people ask why his name is Timelock, it makes him nervous if they new. It was something his sister said "Those eyes put you in a time lock, Noah". He remembered how she loved to stare at them with her big almond eyes, always smiling. It brought back the bitter memories of how the war began and their father left. Unhappy to see him go, his sister was found dead the next morning. It was always put down as a suicide. Shuddering from the memories he focused on the stars. The sky seemed always full of smoke. Smoke from the fires which happened in every village who didn't except the kings rule. But through all the fires and smoke there lay hope. The stars, shining bright after all of us were gone. A bright light past over head. Shooting star. Noah looked at it and smiled, closing his eyes.
*I wish the war would end*
He had wished this many times now, with no change at all. But the atmosphere suddenly changed. He could feel it. People knew they were to help. Throwing his mask over his head, Noah curled up, facing the fire. Only those eyes and the tip of his nose were visible through the mask. Sometimes it was the last face a man would see. Sometimes it brought utter hope to people. Sometimes it brought fear. One thing was certain though. It belonged to freedom. And freedom will always be the key. The only lock it had to open lay far away, the castle. After a matter of minutes, Noah was asleep.
Andrea-
Andrea stared at the shooting star for a moment and a little longer at Timelock*he wishes the same thing as everyone else did who saw that star* she thought to herself *but don't we all*. Looking around the campfire, she seemed the only one able to sit. Timelock was knocked out and Pip Squeak seemed asleep from her direction. Jumping up, Andrea went to a near by tree and sat down on it's lower branches, keeping guard over the quite camp. Sometimes she found it hard to control her eyes for it was a secret to her that her left eyes (covered in a icy blue la
yer) was never truly able to see properly. She relied on her one dark green eye to keep watch over the camp. The fire was definitely peculiar. The way it sat catching the most grotesque shapes with it's orange light amused but also left a dark feeling around the camp. She drew her bow absent mindlessly, adding a coat of poison to the tip. Looking around she saw no threat but she knew she had to stay focused or else the camp could be under attack any moment. Andrea was a very good survivor when it came down to it and had been in many fights. She killed her first fully grown man when she was eleven, protecting her village. That's when a fire had come to it, eating it up. She only just managed to escape with one bottle of water and a small ration of bread. She never saw her relatives again. Shaking out of the flash back, she began to search the surrounding area with her one good eye, focusing in and out of different ranges. No movement at all. Slightly nodding her head, Andrea lost the will to stay awake and fell asleep, rolling onto the floor in a manner which probably earned her several bruises without realization. Andrea was a very heavy sleeper when it came down to it and she always slept with her bow by her side. ((If that's an okay size please let me know c: my introductions are always longer)) |
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((sorry Andrea's is short. I have to go to school))
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3:42am Dec 5 2013 (last edited on 2:36pm Dec 5 2013)
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Vivian sat as far away from the crackling fire as possible while still absorbing as much of it's warmth as he could. Internally, Vivian agreed with Fiji. Finding a base would be extremely beneficial to the group. Everyone was losing sleep and becoming increasingly tired at the stress and effort required to keep traveling over long periods as they were. He didn't voice his thoughts, however.
Looking up at the sky, he saw the faint flicker of a shooting star soaring though the night sky above. He almost wanted to smile at the irony of it, a traditional sign of hope in such a time of darkness. Vivian thought about it for a moment. I wish... He blinked. The king dying would be good, I suppose. Really violently. In agony. Satisfied and amused with his makeshift wish, Vivian lent back against a scraggly looking tree, pulling his thick black jacket closer to him. Soon after, Vivian saw Frozen hit the ground, already asleep.
He liked Frozen. She seemed dependable and strong, both physically and emotionally. Vivian turned his head to see Pip Squeak. She seemed alright, quiet, but decent. He heard the sound of pen of paper coming from not too far away. Fiji. He didn't even know what to think about him. Sykes. Good company, reliable. But then, there was Timelock. Vivian didn't know exactly what, but something was off about him, something he couldn't trust.
Since no one seemed to be planning on doing it, Vivian decided he'd keep watch for the night. It wasn't like he'd be able to sleep anyway, especially with that fire around.
((sorry about the bad post, I couldn't think of anything to add. DX))
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3:49am Dec 5 2013 (last edited on 4:32am Dec 5 2013)
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Fiji looked up and noticed that Timelock, Frozen and Pip were asleep. He shook his head. Three of them zoned out, himself listening to music loudly... Which left Phobiac and Sykes on guard. Fiji didn't trust Phobiac to guard them, and Sykes was not the most intelligent of them. She might think a person snapping a twig to be a deer, or something. With a sigh, Fiji paused the music and slid his headphones down to his neck. He put his writing tools and diary away, setting his bag next to him as he sat cross legged on the ground.
Fiji looked up at the stars, straining his eyes to see their faint flicker. It was growing harder to see them. The smoke was growing thicker. Fire, always fire. He was sick of it.
They hadn't had lunch or dinner today. If they didn't find food soon, they would starve. "We need to get settled somewhere." He muttered to himself. He felt some ash drift onto his face. He wiped off a bit with a finger, and then surveyed it. "How is your life? All free and happy and... Ashy?" Fiji looked at the sky, searching for that reassuring flicker. He started as a star shot across the sky. He almost smiled, it seemed so… inappropriate. A sign of hope in the old times, in fact people believed that you could wish on one. He didn’t know why they would think that, but he tried his luck anyway. I wish that I don’t run out of pages in my diary before we get settled in a new place and I have the chance to buy a new one. Fiji silently cursed himself, wishing just for that moment he could have been serious and said something worthwhile wishing. But, he was ever the clown, as always. He settled back against the tree stump and stared at the burden-free stars pulsing silently. |
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6:32am Dec 5 2013
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((Hey guys! I'll post tomorrow. Sorry I haven't ben able to lately, my mother ended up in hospital, my boyfriend broke up with me, and my friend has been rather depressed lately... And school is getting in the way, but I promise I haven't forgot about this. I just thought I'd give Y'all's an update on what's going on! I would post now but it's 5:30am... eraghh, haha!)) |
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Coughing, Noah rolled over in his sleep towards the fire. The heat began to lick at his face and he woke with a little bit of a jolt before falling away from the fire. Covering his mouth before he could yell he began to breathe deeply, closing his eyes. He pictured his sister standing there in front of him. She smiled at his slightly, happy. People were never happy anymore. Laughing, she span round, her dress flowing down to the ground. Noah remembered this memory, he was only a young boy. He had tripped over down the stairs after it and his sister came to help him. "Breathe" She said softly "Breathe in, and never stop" She said, looking into my eyes "Keep the time lock, Noah. Learn" When Noah opened his eyes, he didn't no how long it had been but he couldn't help but smile. It was an unusual event. He hadn't smiled for a long time unless it was to make others smile to. But this was a true, heart felt smile. The kind that makes every one else want to laugh too.
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