[1x1] Rp?
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Thread Topic: [1x1] Rp?
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"It is much simpler, you see. My kind are all soldiers, and it is easier to find a 02084 then a James."
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(This entire time, your character's code name has reminded me of a book series.)
"But that's just so boring," Gaynor said. "Just black and white. Not even of gray to create a more detailed picture." -
(What series?)
"It is not made to be interesting. It is made to be effective," he replied. "My turn. How did you get away?" -
(The Septimus Heap series by Angie Sage. It used to be my absolute favorite series.)
(Your character magically read Gaynor's mind!)
"I - I was eight when it happened," Gaynor said, uncomfortably, memories flooding back. "I awoke to the smell of smoke. Our house had been torched. Me, my mother, father, and my two older brothers had all managed to get out. Then you came, and went for my parents. My father tried to protect her, but you stabbed him in the stomach with your sword. Then you killed my mom the same way. I ran away, right then, and so did my brothers. We got separated in the chaos of everyone running around. I saw my friends being killed, and . . . it was just awful. I ran into the woods nearby, and climbed a tree. i stayed up there all night as I watched my home being destroyed. I couldn't fall asleep. Who could? I felt like a coward. Soon it was all over. The men searched the ruins, and found nothing. Then they rode away. I waited until I couldn't see them anymore, and then I went down to the town, and stood in the middle of it. Everything, everyone was gone. Murdered. I swore I'd have my revenge, and here I am now getting it." -
(He did. Perhaps because of his super human senses)
02084 looked away and said nothing, guilt burning inside of him and eating him up. He'd ruined her life and killed her whole family in a selfish attempt to protect his friend. -
"Where are we supposed to be going anyway?" Gaynor asked, getting a hold on herself.
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"To the hidden entrance," he said, before smiling coyly. "That was a question. It is my turn now. What is your last name?"
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(I don't know this one! I'll make one up. But I'm bad at making last names up. Ugh. It should definitely be Whiteslacks xD. No, I think I'll do something out of a book I've read.)
"I don't have one," Gaynor said, "I didn't have the ceremony where you you make public what your living is going to be. One reason I didn't was because I'm not supposed to be alive, and I didn't want to make that public. The other reason . . . Well, just imagine it. A 16 year old girl on the stand. Everyone's going to expect that she's going to be a weaver or a healer, and then she says that she's going to live the rest of her life to find revenge. I'd say that would cause some commotion. -
"Alright. Gaynor Warrior? Gaynor Avenger, perhaps?" he said, ideas filling his head.
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Gaynor smiled. "No, and no." she said.
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"Hmph. That would make it your turn, then," he said, somewhat stuffily.
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"So, where is this hidden entrance?" Gaynor asked.
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"We must ride for approximately half of an hour, through the villages. Then, we must cross through a forest in order to be undetected. We should be able to reach our destination by nightfall," he said, using his hands to show the trip. "Alright. What have you been doing all of these years?"
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"Well, no one would take me seriously until after I was 16, and even after that, not many would. Not until a couple years ago. That's when I started looking for you. I looked everywhere, but you were no where to be found. You must've been wherever we're going to," Gaynor said. "Are there others like you?"
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"I should say that differently," Gaynor said, "how many more people like you are there?"
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