The Turning Crash
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Thread Topic: The Turning Crash
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Small romance (I'd prefer FxM) Horror (depending on your definition of horror) Mystery
C1 is getting ready to go on a camping trip with their family... along with their crushes family. C1 and C2's (le crush) parents have been friends for a while, and C1 and C2 have been good friends as well, though they don't go to the same school, so communication is hard between them besides texting.
C1 finds delight when they sit next to C2 for the ride, and so far things seemed to be going okay as they made it out of the city and onto the highway leading towards the mountains. Everything was going wonderful.
Until another car crashes into theirs.
They're thrown off of the road, tipping and turning, and all C1 can remember before the fist turn of the car was when there was bright shining lights in their face.
Later, C1 wakes up, feeling horrible with their head pounding. As they open their eyes they expect to hear beeping sounds and feel an I.V. stuck in their arm, but they see something that surprises them. They're in a basement, lying on a bed. There are few things in the basement, and only one other person, C2.
Later, the two conclude that they've been kidnapped and are being held in some sort of basement and there are a few questions in their mind.
Is their family okay? Where are they? Who has them? But most importantly, what do they want from them?
Okay, sorry, stupid-ass plot but I'm desperate for a soap that someone wont abandon and a soap that I don't have to wait for at this moment. I understand we get busy and all but like... yeah, I want a soap so bad ;-;
But I want and experienced soaper, like someone who writes at least a paragraph for every post. Good grammar and you know, a good soap like the good ole days on the Stage. (Weird coming from a newb, sorry)
Alright, is anyone interested?*Sounds really desperate and feels like a b---- for it also sorry for slow replies.*
Oh yeah, kind of got this idea from Criminal Minds too. -
Me? I mean, I won't post until tomorrow (likely), but can I?
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Sure ^~^ What Character do you want and gender?
Oh, yeah, forgot to add this, but I was thinking the kids were in their late teenage years but we can change that if you want. -
I'll be C1 and male.
I was thinking just the same!
So, can I make my sheet tomorrow? -
kk cool, I'll be C2 and a chick ^~^
Haha, great minds think alike I guess xD
Yeah, whatever works for you. I'll make mine tonight though cause homework might be a b---- and take up some of my time tomorrow. -
Name: Willow Saraid
Age: 16 going on 17 *hehehe*
Gender: Chick
Looks:Ugh, sorry kinda crappy picture
Wears:Ignore the lantren and a tent, she doesn't wear those xD Mainly that outfit for the camping, but other times she'll just wear whatever she wants to, like band shirts, and ripped up jeans, stuff like that.
Personality: Willow is a very vivacious type of girl, always one to be happy and try and keep people's spirits up. She has her way with her words, wither they're meant to sting, or meant to comfort, they usually work. She's amazingly nice and kind, but sometimes has those days where she's on her period and she just hates people.
Wow, probably like the shortest charrie I've ever made sorry ;-; -
(Wait... You joined... After me? Or was your original account jacked?)
Name: Nick Townsend
Age: 17, 2 months
Gender: Male (... Obviously)
Looks: I'm sorry, this is the only teenage male picture that didn't look like a total douche.
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 158 pounds
Wears:swagOften unbuttoned over-shirts covering a game design tee, baggy jeans, and sneakers. At other times, when he's feeling more adventurous, he wears a loose T-shirt with very baggy sweatpants (motherf---er knows parkour hell yeah)
Personality: Slight over-achiever, calm, sarcastic, intelligent, inquisitive, daring, reckless, adventurous yet very opposite other times, under-perfectionist, restless, understanding, wacky, inquisitive, and very cautious.
(I feel ya.) -
(I joined after you, this is my first account ^~^
I've decided that I'm going to work on math/English and soap at the same time ^~^.
Do you want me to start or na?) -
(Si.)
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(KK sorry mum came in and played 50 questions)
The sun was well in the sky by that time, it's warmth and light spreading throughout the backyard. Willow sat down at the old wooden picnic table that was set in her back yard. Tents, fire-starters, first-aid kits, and various types of other camping supplies laid on the table in front of her. A small smile played on her pale lips at the thought of being up in the mountains for two whole days with her best friend Nick. They would be leaving in about half an hour too, and she was excited to visit the camping site that she always camped at with her family when she was five years old.
Willow stood up from the table and stretched a little after making sure that all of the supplies were there and she looked around at the two family's around her, wondering where Nick was. She had the sudden desire to hold a nice, friendly conversation with him to see if the time would pass faster that way so they could get on the road. -
(*Time of day)
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(Sorry, couldn't get on my comp)
Nick heaved over the side of Willow's couch, bum in the air and head nearly grazing the floor. For some reason Nick liked the position, probably since blood would reach the brain faster. He lifted his left pinky and smacked it across the border of a page, turning the book. It was quite a thick book, with no colors nor pictures but such an interesting ideal behind it.
Nick had nearly forgot about the summer camping trip, as he was so submerged in the dialogues of the book. By now his waist was beginning to be cut of circulation but he wouldn't care. The occasional wild hair strand impeding his vision would annoy him, but other than that he could care less if the Universe imploded. -
(Tis fine ^~^ )
After failing to find Nick outside where the two families were, she decided to go inside. She was kind of thirsty anyways. Quickly, she jogged up to the back door, opened it, and walked inside to the kitchen where a blast of cool air greeted her. A happy sigh escaped her lips as the cool air rolled over her skin, and she walked over to the fridge and pulled out a cool bottle of water. Willow tore the cap off and chugged down half of the bottle.
The nice refreshing drink was wonderful, but now it was time for her to find Nick. Finding Nick turned out to be an easy task because as soon as she walked into the living room, she found Nick on the couch. He was bent over the side of the couch, his butt high in the air, and his head just about reaching the floor, reading a book.
Willow tried to keep her laugh to a small one, but she failed horribly at it and a huge, cute giggle sounded in the room. "Oh my God," she said, covering her mouth to hide her smile. "Nick, what are you doing?" -
Keno Joyous NewbieNick smacked the border of the page with his pinky another time, turning the page about once again. He began flailing his legs about slightly, enjoying the rather quiet tone surrounding him. Usually he never got this much silence to do whatever he had wished, either his little sister running about or his parents running about, he always had to put up with their frustrating pounding.
As he flipped yet another page with a relaxed feel, he heard the opening click of a door. He tried to look behind him, but the black leather of the couch blocked his vision. With an audible grunt, he tried pushing himself over the edge of the couch.
No matter how much he pushed, however, his arms seemed to be weak. He flailed his arms with a bit more force, but even that didn't work. His eyes fluttered a bit. Oh man, too much blood had poured into his head and not enough to his waist. He couldn't see who was on the other side, but none the matter, this was a rather embarrassing situation.
"Ow!" He yelped as the couch started to lightly bruise his waist. With a final push he banged onto the back of the couch, his legs slipping over.
"Oh god no"
Nick fell on the floor with an audible thud, his back cramped and weak also. He laid there in defeat, the book still on the couch due to his flailing. "Aw man..." He whispered to himself. -
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