Happily Trapped in Beautiful Danger
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Thread Topic: Happily Trapped in Beautiful Danger
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C1 is a girl who has been researching Native Tribes since her father died in a tornado discovering some still exist. When traveling to learn more, C1's plane crashes and she's left alone. Soon she meets C2. A boy who is part of the tribe. He shows her that even though there's lots of danger in the forest, there's lots of fun and beauty. Soon C1 starts to thrive in her new life! But when her old life comes looking for her, will she choose to leave the Beautiful Danger that C2 calls home?
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i like this plot!
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Do you want to be C1 or C2?
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either c1 or c2 (if i can change them to a female.)
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You can be C1 then!
Name:
Age:
Clothes:
Skills:
Personality:
Hair:
Eyes:
Hobbies: -
Name: kallia mark (she changes her name to a tribal one later)
Age: 13
Clothes: a pale, tan-tinged news reporter styled trench coat with a darker gray t-shirt with a red and white hockey team symbol. jeans and boots with hair down. (before) hair braided with beads, flowers and feathers. tribal clothing with a flower pinning it. vine wrapped feet.
Skills: photographing, tracking, hunting, crafts making
Personality: stubborn and clever
Hair: a raven black spilling just past her shoulders. two curved locks of hair like sideburns on side of head.
Eyes: a pretty green.
Hobbies: drawing, sketching, photographing, hunting (she grew up on a beach so she would attack and cook crabs and fish) and map making.
(maybe she tries to survive on her own before c2 finds her?) -
Name: Tokala
Age: 15
Clothes: Shorts made of clothes that were lost by tourist of a nearby resort.
Skills: hunting, tracking, and hiding.
Personality: kind, clever, quick, odd, shy, and funny,
Hair: shoulder length, black, wavy.
Eyes: green.
Hobbies: playing guitar. -
(Sure! C2 does do some things in secret though. The rp goes for awhile before they actually meet.)
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uh alright
i'll start))
kallia waited by the water's edge, making sure her shadow didn't leer over it. quickly her blistered hand darted in and snatched a well sized fish. she struck it's head with a rock and held it over the fire she had made with a rock shaped conviently like a frying pan. she sighed and watched it sizzle, bored and upset. -
(I was thinking you would start at the airport to learn a bit what your characters doing. Then the plane crash. But if you prefer to begin in the forest that's okay.)
Tokalla watched from the trees as a girl with scars and odd clothes managed to catch a fish. She had black hair and... White skin! Tokalla felt nervous and stayed hidden in the trees as he watched her. -
i understand. i'll reveal some more right now!)
she flipped open a book she had salvaged from her suitcase. it was titled in french and she scanned its pages for more information.
one type of tribe uses flowers and herbs to flavor their meals in the jungle. they only use certain ones though to avoid the risk of being poisoned. she scribbled this down on a ripped notebook, mumbling something. "interesting. daddy would be proud." she sighed as she remembered how the whole problem started when she decided to continue her father's research. she sprinkled some herb she had found was approved for food and watched it sizzle, licking her lips. -
Tokalla snatched the book the white girl put down and tried to read it. But the scribbles in the book were very odd and he couldn't read them. So he put it down and quietly snuck back into the forest.
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kallia turned when she heard the pages being flipped and looked in shock at the book, which had moved locations. "what?" she mumbled before snatching it and tossing it in the crude palm leaf and rock shelter, which was under a rock face towering over it, and starting to cut the fish with a sharp rock.
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Tokalla dodged the book and climbed up into the forest. Watching her. He climbed from tree to tree until he reached the water and watched from there.
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brightfire NewbieKallia knew what she was doing as she suddenly started eating the fish. Hher stomach rumbled as she grabbed a few extra bits, caught some minnows, and swallowed them whole. This brought her mood up as she sang loudly "survival of the fittest!" In a decent voice before putting a woven tent of ferns and sticks over her fire and going into her makeshift sleeping quarters.
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