suddenly...
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Thread Topic: suddenly...
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you there?
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mate?
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[waiting...]
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@dragonsfire you there?
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still waiting
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@dragonsfire did you just give up on this rp?
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Shoot I'm so sorry I completely forgot I agreed to do this with you
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I have to do maps testing right now, but I'll make my character afterwards.
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Ok, is Colin a human, fallen angel, demon, or something else?
Name: Claire Summers
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance: curly red hair, blue eyes, oval face shape, about 5'5-6" in height, 125 lbs
Personality: Very empathetic and sweet, physical touch is one of her top love languages (unfortunately for her in this rp), does her best to see the bright side of things.
Other: has an older brother by the name of Darius -
Claire woke up for school that day feeling horribly groggy, as if she hadn't fallen asleep the night before. She remembered having a strange dream as well. It was vague in her memory, but she remembered short flashes from it. There had been a fiery woman with a whip of flame and burning hot iron. She had a voice that could shake the strongest of buildings to the ground and twisted one's insides in fear and dread.
Claire sat there for a moment. His mind was drawing a blank on what happened next as the dream slowly floated away. Then she suddenly got a grip on her memory. The woman had flicked her whip towards her, and it wrapped around her wrist. She had said some words, but Claire couldn't remember what they were.
She tried to remember more, but it was no use. She decided not to dwell on it. Clairre stood up out of her bed, the cold winter air making her wish she could bundle herself up in her warm winter bed and forget about school, but she knew she couldn't. But as she stretched, she noticed something black on the pale skin of her left arm. She held it in front of herself and saw a deep black mark on her left wrist. It was detailed and mesmerizing, flowing and curving in an intricate manner. It was settled on her skin as if it had always been there.
Except she didn't remember the mark ever being put there. She tried rubbing it off, but the friction did absolutely nothing. She rushed into the bathroom and tried scrubbing it, but all that did was make the skin around the mark red. It was permanent.
Claire was freaking out a little bit. She could pass it off to other people as simply having gotten a tattoo, considering she was old enough. But the real question was how in the world it ended up there.
She went back into her room, grabbed his clothes, and got dressed. Warm, since it was wintertime. She put on a jacket, but just for good measure, she put a bracelet on as well. She wasn't very fond of jewelry, but her aunt hadn't known that and had given it to her as a gift.
And with that, she walked downstairs. Her college was close enough that she could stay at her parents house. Now that she thought about it, she wasn't quite sure why she was so intent on hiding the strange mark. Whatever she felt like, she supposed. If she wanted to hide it, she would.
She was quiet as she walked into the kitchen, trying to figure out where on earth that mark had come from. Surely she hadn't gotten a tattoo the night before, she would have remembered that, and plus it would be hurting a lot.
But until she found some evidence, as to how it formed on her wrist, she would have to settle for the simple fact that she didn't know. -
[Colin is a human, yes.]
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Colin was in a situation he'd despised with every fiber of his being, mostly because it made him feel quite embarrassed.
He was lost.
He had been wandering through a city, not even sure if he was in the right country. That Demon Woman was going to flog him for this. Not sure of his surroundings, he was trying to remain as inconspicuous as possible.
This got him stopped by a police officer, who had noticed his behavior and had stopped on the street, suspicious that he was doing something very illegal.
He wasn't, but he was stopped for a solid 45 minutes.
After the officer finally let him go, he immediately walked into a back alley and pulled out a map.
Claire was halfway across town.
"Oh, f--- me," he thought to himself.
In his defense, that whip lady's summon was quite sudden, so he had basically no time to do, well, any research. -
About twenty minutes after breakfast, Claire was out the door in her winter jacket, the crisp, cold air nipping at her exposed skin, the pale white snow crunching under her feet.
It didn't take long for her to reach the school. As she walked up to the main building, she wondered if any students had transferred over winter break, and if so, would she meet any? -
(Sorry for short response, brain stopped working)
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