This is a 1x1

It was a stormy winter evening. The bare tree branches whistling in the wind and the soft white snow flowing like music. It was dark outside and it seemed like everything was covered in white, lighting up the evening. Though the blue hue that hovered above the snow, made the bright pure light fade a tad. The wind blew harder. With a sreech and a moan, it blew branches off of trees, and spun the snow in spirals. The snow was dancing to the horrid winer, teasing and playing. It was beautiful but dangerous. The winter air nibbled on exposed skins, making its place in Londons history. Today was the worst storm London had in centurys. It was also, the 3rd day of December, which ment the last ship sailing to America for the rest of winter. "All aboard!" Shouted a husky voice that was strong enough to out stand the firce winter. After that the blobs of people that were stuffed in their winter apperal moved slowly to get in the warmth of the huge boat. Most of the blobs of people were kids from 12 - 18. They were most likly getting shipped off to America because they were troubbled kids or they were getting shipped to boarding school because that was what their parents thought best. Even the crew were young. Again their age ranged 12- 19. The ship wasnt just filled with thousands of kids, there were adults too. There was a lower and upper part of the ship. They both had Upper, middle, and lower classes. The upper part of the ship was just for adults on a cruse, and the lower part... well that was already explained. So now for the rest of the 16 weeks the kids have to live in each of their class, Love and hatred coming and going.

   Classes

Upper Class: Lancelot Ashford (Lance) - 17 - Male

(Can I join with one character because I'm best at controlling one and could they have smuggled a pet onboard?)

Name:Lily K. Taylor

Age:16

Gender:female

Worker or Passanger:Passenger

What class:first I guess

Personality:She is really dark,gloomy,mysterious,and un-social.Modern day would call her goth or emo,but the time she is in calls her weird or strange,but she doesn't really care what they think about her as long as she can still be how she is.She really loves animals and you will mostly only see her talking to them and not really people.She also can be loving if she wants to.She will never be around dresses either she perfers pants,shirts,cloaks,and no shoes.

Apperance:She has tan skin,black hair,blue eyes,5'11",she wears black pants,shirt,cloak,and no shoes,oh,and she also wears black gloves.

Other:She smugled her baby/almost adult falcon onboard.(If we can smuggle pets onboard,if not no other.)

[[Yah I just started with them finding and exploring and waiting hehe.]]

Rina came rushing in the captains room. "Daddy!" She yelled opening the metal door making it slam against the wall of the room. It was a loud bang that made everyone stop what they were doing to look at her. "Daddy," she whined again as the tall lanky guy hovering over her father and his desk, continued to speak. Rina was pouting and her warm brown eyes turned fierce. "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!" She said again stomping up to her dads desk. This time the tall middle aged guy stopped talking, his face red. The captain knew that he would kick Rina off the ship if she continued to fuss. "Darling," Her father said in the sweetest voice he could conjure up. "Why don't you wait outside the door while me and Me. Gregor talk OK?" But he didn't wait for and answer, he quickly shooed her out side the door and shutting it and locking it so she wouldn't interrupt. Rina was mind blown. Rarely ever did her dad ignore her tantrums. Faint chatter chatter begin behind the door and Rina let out a huge sigh, making it loud for her dad to hear. Truth be told, she didn't really care that her dad shooed her out, she didn't even know why she was going to talk to her dad. She just liked making big scene. Rina was still facing her fathers door. She quickly and swiftly turned putting her nose high and pounding down the hall to go back to her huge room.

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Kasper was waiting in line to give the guy his ticket. He had four bags full of clothes and his arms were getting tired. Lucky for him he was next. The cold winter air didn't help though. He only had a light jacket and a light buttoned up shirt. His blue grey hair blew in the wind making his ears  numb with cold. Looking behind him he saw all the other thousands of people in line. He was glad that being middle class, he got to be one of the first people to board, though he had been waiting a hour. Finally it was his time to get on. The ticket guy called next and Kio gave him the ticket. He gave the guy his ticket and went into the ship. Everything seemed dark until he opened the door and a rush of warm air enveloped him. His cold aching arms didn't hurt as much and his cold, red nose, and finger tips thawed out. The next thing he knew two guys in nice green clothes came up to him. "Need help with your bags sir?" Kio nodded and gave them the key to his room. Now that he didn't have to put his bags away he could wander. Kio started to walk down the hall with blue walls and purple trim. It was odd choice for coloring but Kio just assumed that the best colors were were the fist class people stayed. Finding a staircase, this was a perfect opportunity for him to wander. With a big goofy smile on his face he went up hoping to find the first class area. Instead he came to a door reading "Dining room". This was even more interesting. Opening the door he went in.

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Sophi was standing out in the cold. With nothing in her hand but a small bag with some money and one change of clothes. This was the most brutal winter she has ever seen in her 16 years of living. The wind blew stronger and stronger each cold minute she had to wait. Her warm ivory skin turned just ivory and ghostly. The wind leaving her with blue purple lips, air brushed pink cheeks and a red nose. Her eyes looking like navy blue specks floating in mid air and her stark black hair hiding its blue hues. Sophi was shaking. She couldn't feel her body. Each time she would walk, she felt like she was falling. Her cherry red, wool jacket her mom had saved for her all these years now had frost on the cuffs. Her old back dress looked grey against her hair and eyes but midnight black against her skin. Her white bow tie she wore was barely visible, almost blending in with her stone ice skin. Her worn out black boots moved on their own each step she took and the white ribbon wrapped around her boots had frost on it too, almost icing it up. Sophi sighed through her chattering teeth and her breath turning into a puff of ice. She looked at how much further she needed to go and knew that it was going to take another hour or more.

[[Urgh sorry for the fail, I was rushed]]