Hell Makes the World Go 'Round
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Thread Topic: Hell Makes the World Go 'Round
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Dark starts first...
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I'll start this soon, sorry about the delay
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Don't worry about it
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Travis woke up, beads of sweat in his eyelashes. He sat up, blinking them away. His vision was blurred- he had sat up far too fast. Groaning, the blonde waited for the black fuzz to move from his sight. When he was able to see clearly, he noticed that he was in a furnished room. His eyes scanned the room. It wasn't anything fancy, but at least it was something. To his right, there was a dresser, a mirror, and a window. To his left, there was a small desk that was empty of everything but a letter. Travis snatched it up, reading through it. It was a letter from Death- explaining that the other "warriors" were in the house, that he would take care of the rent, and that this would be his room for six months. A chuckle escaped his throat as he slid out of bed. He might as well go greet the others.
Angela, in that time, had already been awake. She was the first one to have left her room, in fact. The other bedrooms all had their doors shut. Hers was open, with the light off. The redhead was in the kitchen, preparing breakfast. She didn't know if the others would appreciate it- she figured she'd eat whatever they didn't. Pancakes, bacon, and eggs. They were the only things she knew how to make. Though, the cupboards were totally stocked. If she had known other recipes, she could have made any breakfast foods she wanted to. Angela shifted to the side, sighing. "My, my, what a lazy bunch," she said to herself as she spun her spatula in her hand. -
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Killa woke up, curled up in a ball in the middle of the bed. She sat up slowly one hand placed at her said and she ran the other through her hair. She glanced down at the bed and chuckled, not how she usually woke up like that. She looked around the room her nose crinkled slightly, not what she was use to. She got out of the bed and rolled her shoulders and stretched her arms out above her head. She saw a letter and grabbed it and opened it carefully, she scanned it carefully a smirk playing at her lips, she put back in the envelope at tapped it against her hand and tossed it back where it was. She walked over to the door, opened it and stepped out of the room, she closed the door so it was open just a crack. She looked down the hall both ways then walked towards the end of the hallway. She say a girl standing in the kitchen, Killa tilted her head slightly but walked towards her silently, she held her hands behind her back. She leaned over the girls shoulder and hummed quietly, "Looks good." She said quietly, she spun around quickly on the balls of her feet and started to walk away, "Although I probably won't eat much, maybe any." She pulled her hair over one shoulder and hummed, "Maybe some bacon." Her stomach churned as she pulled out a chair at the table, "On second thought... maybe not." she pulled up her hood and plopped down on the chair.
Nico woke up half curled up in the bed, he groaned and rolled over on his stomach spreading out taking up most of the bed. He stretched his arms out lacing his fingers together he cracked his knuckled, he rolled his shoulders back hearing those crack as well. He planted his forearms down on the bed and arched his back hearing a few crackls, he fell back on the bed. He sat up and looked around a smile spreading across his face, this room was way nicer then anything he was use to. He got off the bed slowly, once he stood up he ran a hand through his hair. He looked around and walked over to a desk and picked up an envelope laying on top of it, with a small frown he opened it. His brows furrowed slightly reading it or trying to read it, he was able to get the general idea of it. He knew he'd have to go out eventually but it didn't want to right now he wasn't good with people, he'd never really talked to them, he puffed out his cheeks slightly. -
I'll do my turn tomorrow in about 15-16 hours. I'm very busy now because there are lots of to-do activities in real-life.
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Akemi woke up on a white linen bed near an opened window in a room he had never been before. The sun blinded him for a moment, but he sat up quickly to avoid it's ray and loosen his stiff joints. His face looked emotionless, as he scanned the room with both his eyes. He saw a desk below a mirror in front of him, a holder on his left beside the window's curtain, a closet on it's opposite and a wooden door on his right.
"Where am I?" He asked to himself and noticed a closed white envelope on the desk he had just spotted. With curiousity, he stood up from his bed, chuckled his bones and walked slowly towards the desk. He opened the envelope and found a letter laying there. He snatched and opened it with a smirk on his face, read all of it carefully and put it back on the envelope.
He confidently tidied his rumpled tee shirt while walking towards the wooden door. He grabbed and pulled it's handle right away with his right hand. The door opened and he left the room, standing up on a hallway. Quietly and slowly, he closed the door by pulling the outside handle. He thought with a smile taking over his face, "I think I will meet and greet the other warriors." -
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(Sorry I didn't see this, I checked it several times, but it never showed your posts I guess..?
Also holy crap you both write a lot and I'm so proud c':)
The blonde walked to the dresser, examining its contents. He was pleased to see that clothing of his choice was there. Taking out a scarf, a button up blue shirt, jeans, socks, and a fresh pair of underwear, he changed his outfit. He took a quick glance in the mirror to check his hair. Part of him wasn't sure why he should care. He hadn't ever been one about his own looks. But, he thought, if not for himself, for the ladies. The summoner opened every drawer of the dresser until he found what he was looking for- a hairbrush. He spent several minutes brushing through it until he found a style that fit his outfit. Once he set the brush down, he made his way to the door. He had no clue who would be behind it. Nor how many. Inhaling, Travis wrapped his hand around the handle, turning it and slowly opening the door. The first thing that hit him was the smell of food. His stomach growled, and he purred, happy that someone was able to cook. He closed the door behind himself, preparing to meet his new partners. At that very moment, another member of the group exited his room. Travis stared at him, curious to learn about him. He looked like a very casual person, though his hair color was different from what he considered the norm. For a moment, he wondered if he should speak first. He instantly shook that idea away and merely shot the boy a small smile.
Angela had been so focused on cooking that she hadn't heard the first person rouse. It was only when they were right behind her did she notice their existence. Her muscles tensed up, ready to spring into action- though she calmed down when she realized that it was only another girl. She smiled to the other person, setting her utensils down on the counter. "I'm glad it looks good," she replied as she leaned back to let the food have a break. "You're free to take whatever you want when I'm finished. No hard feelings if you end up not enjoying what you taste, or if you decide not to eat at all. I've been there and done that." The redhead pulled up to stretch. She was excited to meet everyone who would be working with her. Meeting another female made it all the more enjoyable. "My name is Angela. What's yours?" -
Nico sat back on his bed, one of his hands at his neck picking at it. It felt weird, nothing around it, he assumed that his neck had a faint tan line like his wrists but he wasn't positive and didn't want to check. He dropped his hand slowly, he chewed at his bottom lip. He wanted to wait for a little bit until he left the room, but part of him thought it was a bad idea to be last, it was then a smell assaulted his nose, "Food?" He mumbles to himself and inhaled deeply smelling it, "Real food." He said and almost laughed, so far dying was the best thing to happen to him. He got up making a lame attempt to smooth out his shirt and walked to the door, when he opened it he saw two other men, he didn't say anything. He never realized how awkward male's made him feel, he heard talking that sounded like it came from a women, he looked down and started walking leaving his door halfway open. When he walked in he saw two women and sat beside the one at a table moving the chair away from her slightly he picked at his piercings.
Killa smiled slightly, "Nice to know I'm not hurting you feelings, I don't eat much... normal... food and on the rare occasion I do its something I like." She moaned quietly feom the thought, "Cheesecake or butter tarts something really good and horrible for your body." She said smiling, her smile brightened slightly, "Angela?" Killa asked her accent seeping through a lot, "That's quite a pretty name, even has the word angel in it. Mine on the other hand has the word kill in it, well you don't hear it when you say it but it's spelled with it. Oh I'm Killa my the way." She smelled the air discreetly, "Oh that smells good, Angela." She laughed out. After she was done she heard quiet footsteps, she bent back on the chair slightly and hung her head back to see the but walk in. She followed him with her eyes in a not so discreet way, she sat back and watched him for a moment talking in all of his features and every last piercing. She moved in a not so slow way riffling his hair, "You're a cute one, don't you think, Angela?" Her voice held an almost sly tone to it while her face just showed a smile, then she leaned back in her chair leaving the boy alone. -
Akemi walked straight at the hallway which leads to the dining room, but he suddenly caught a sight of another boy with a blonde hair. "Another boy?" He thought curiously. He stopped a few meters before him and was nervous at first, but he got over it as the other boy shot a smile on him, so did he reply back with a smile.
It felt strange if there's no conversation between them, so Akemi started to talk to him, "Good morning, my name is Akemi, I suppose you're 'the other warriors', may I know your name?"
After asking, he approached him and shook his hand as a sign of friendship. He smiled for a moment, for he started to feel more confident. -
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DARK!
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