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Heh, well, uh, thanks, I guess. And alrighty. ^-^ Again, thanks for joining the roleplay! Bye bye!

Mixxy::

Ran up to him "I know we're stranded, isn't it obvious? Why would you need to make a shelter anyways? Where in the world are you going to get the materials?" Her voice sounded demanding and screechy. She was more of a pushy girl than most. She huffed after she hadd finished her sentance and crossed her arms "Nicholas, I don't hardly know you, but I'll make a shelter, or help at least. Sorry to seem pushy, but you aren't no great gentleman either" she said in a calm tone, it was amazing at how fast her temper could change. She was raised in a weird family in order to pick up on such things as these. Her dad had the temper, while her mom was the sweet and quiet one, and apparently she had picked up on both quite equally, mainly her dads. (Kind of a fail, its hard to tell on these tine box things)

Joseph::

He couldn't help but chuckle "I'm Joseph." he stated clearly to the girl. He looked around scanning the well with a confused look at to her statement "I guess it's clean, but I wouldn't say its a spectacular place" he scratched the back of his neck once again. He was feeling more on the ackward side with this strange girl, he liked her, but she sent off a ackward vibe to him, he sensed she had OCD of some sort, but he didn't know how bad. He smiled then hearing her last comment "Thanks, I guess" his voice was soft almost to a mutter. (Fail..right? xD i dont even know)

Nicholas:

He looked over at her. "You're not very resourceful, are you?" he commented rather bluntly. The albino rolled his eyes. "I'm sure these people are civilized enough to have hotels or anything of the such. Anybody could just stay there, if they wanted to." He let out one of his signature smirks. It had a trace of happiness in it, but it was as if he were happy at her unhappiness. "I see your temper has changed quickly," he took a mental note of her personality. With a raise eyebrow and another of his infamous smirks, he looked at Mixxy and asked, "What, are you bipolar?" Nicholas was honestly not sure whether this girl, Mixxy, was bipolar or not. But it would make sense if she were. She sure did act like it. 

(( Your posts were fine, very excellent, in fact. I was pleased with them. ^-^ I'll make a post for Refia next time I get on. Right now, I have to go. ))

((Heh, sorry, its just hard to tell))

Mixxy::

She glared up at him. "Of course I'm not Bipolar, I just have a short fuse. Anyways, does it matter?" she said pushing him forward "Lets go find these stupid hotels, or make one, whatever your plan is even, I wasn't really listening anyways." she grumbled with a roll of the eyes right back to him. She didn''t know what else to say at that point, she wasn't sure wether she was about to make a friend or an enemy, he was quite annoying, yet she figured she was too. She was starting to get cold there in the well, so she figured she'd help or freeze at the time.

(( I'm happy with anything that's at least three sentences long, to be honest. XD ))

Refia:

"It is most definitely a wonderful, wonderful place!" she exclaimed, a grin on her face. "For example, look at that building, over there." She pointed at a tall, triangular, purple building with odd spikes sticking out from the sides. "Look at it!" she marveled. "Completely symmetrical! I love it! And there is not a single spike out of place, not even by a centimeter!" She spun around in a circle, her arms stuck out as if she were a plane. "Oh, I wish Earth were just like this! This place, it's... Amazing!" She then smiled rather sheepishy. "Oh, sorry. I must be acting weird right now. Well, I'm always weird. Hope you don't mind me." 

(( Sorry I can't do Nicholas's post this time. >.< I gotta go. Again. ))

My Character::

Name: "My name is Drew Huey."

Age: "I just turned eight-teen, like two months ago."

Gender: " Yes ,Yes I know Drew is a guys name, but , Do I look like a guy?!"

Backstory (optional): "Long story, and anyways, I just met you, you do not need to know!"

Relationship Status: "Really!? As I said before, I just met you! Are you insane? Im single, by the way."

Additional Details (optional): She has a british accent.

Appearance (Image or description, or both):

(( You're accepted, Valentine Sakine. You can start by having your character wake up on the ground of a plaza-like area, where lots of odd people are walking around. If you'd like to know, Siba's character named Joseph and my character named Refia are having a conversation in that area. ))

Xx-Siba-xX at June 24, 2012 at 6:07 PM

((Heh, sorry, its just hard to tell))

Mixxy::

She glared up at him. "Of course I'm not Bipolar, I just have a short fuse. Anyways, does it matter?" she said pushing him forward "Lets go find these stupid hotels, or make one, whatever your plan is even, I wasn't really listening anyways." she grumbled with a roll of the eyes right back to him. She didn''t know what else to say at that point, she wasn't sure wether she was about to make a friend or an enemy, he was quite annoying, yet she figured she was too. She was starting to get cold there in the well, so she figured she'd help or freeze at the time.

Nicholas:

"No, it doesn't matter, but-" He let off a frown as he felt her push him forward. "Alright, alright. Let's go find a hotel." He stuffed his hands in the pockets of his hoodie and began to walk into the ocean of moving people, searching for any sort of building that looked a little bit like a hotel. Nicholas tried asking others about where hotels were, but he was out of luck. He looked over at Mixxy, noticing how she looked slightly uncomfortable. "Are you cold?" he asked. Sure, Nicholas gave off a mean vibe, but on the inside, he was a nice person. He took off his hoodie and handed it to Mixxy, without another word on the topic of being cold. He soon saw a small building, with the word 'Motel' printed messily on a sign that stuck out from the building's front awkwardly, as if it were out of place. 

"Let's try this place," Nicholas said, more to himself than to Mixxy, as he walked into the motel. He looked around and found a counter, a rather dull-looking woman behind it. He walked up to the counter, waiting for the woman to look up from what seemed like a magazine. Noticing she made no signs of knowledge of their arrival, Nicholas cleared his throat, causing the woman to jump slightly in surprise. 

"Hello," the woman greeted them with her squeaky voice, a dull look in her eyes. "A stay here is forty-five mellerts a night." Nicholas was dumbfounded. 

What on earth is a mellert? he thought to himself. He assumed it was some sort of currency in the Hidden Realm. "Ah... ... Sorry, we're a bit broke. We're not from... Around here." 

The woman let out a large, sigh, rolling her eyes. Oh, great. Another newcomer. She looked at them. "I'll tell you what, newcomers. You can stay in this place, for free, for as long as you need to, but you guys have to stay in the attic. You will not get room service. The attic has no beds whatsoever, so you two will have to sleep on the ground." Nicholas cringed at that last sentence, then allowed the woman to continue on. "So...?"

"We'll take the room... ... Attic," Nicholas said with a small nod. The woman told him to take the elevator and push the attic button in order to get to their room, then went back to her magazine. 

Mixxy::

She did a small, faint smile as Nicholas handed her his hoodie. She wrapped it around her shoulders and continued to follow him. Once they had reached the Motel, she had felt uneasy, but had went along with it. After the woman had suggested to stay in the motels attic, she had gotten a shiver down her spine. Her fingers fely numb as she tapped them together examining the place. She looked up at Nicholas then "I honestly think we'd be better sleeping behind a dumpster in an alleyway than this place" her words felt bitter as she spoke about this place, she didn't like it, not one bit.

    She then smelt a gross smell as they were reaching near the attic. Her face scrunched up in disgust as the elevator made her feel motionsick "I wonder how many newcomers these people get, in my opinion, it must be a lot, she sure acted like she's dealt with them many times before" she spat as she cursed this place under her breath, she'd do anything at this point to be back in the real world, and not this horrid realm. 

I'll reply to Refia in a bit, I just didn't want you to wait longer than you have to. 

Joseph::

He had watched the girl spin and twirl with excitment of this place, his mind couldnt wrap around at the way she thought of this place. He blew a sigh and nodded with a smile "Maybe just a little bit you're weird, but you're kind enough to pass off as a friend of mine" he chuckled moving a piece of hair out of his eyes. His eyes darted looking around at all the buildings, the place seemed dark and gloomy to him, though considering this was a well, it was astonishing to him that it had so many buildings and things scattered about. 

Nicholas:

"Actually, a dumpster would be more dangerous. You don't have this kind of shelter in dumpsters." He pressed himself against the wall of the elevator, his eyes closed and breathing deep. Elevators always scared him, after a small incident with an elevator when he was a child. Finally, when the doors of the elevator opened, he dashed out, only to be welcomed by the dusty air. He coughed a bit, then looked around. It was a very spacious room, with  boxes stacked up in one corner. He ignored the smell that the room had, and let out a deep sigh. "Well, this will do for now. Until we can find a better place to stay, at least." Nicholas walked over to the boxes, put them all in a line, then opened them up. One was full of four blankets and one pillow. Nicholas knew Mixxy and he could use them. "Hey, could you take a look at some of those other boxes?" he asked, pointing at another stack of boxes. "I'm sure the lady won't mind if we use some of the things in these boxes." He opened two more long boxes. Cots. Well, those were great replacements for beds. 

Refia:

She let out a small laugh. "Yeah, well, I'm weird. So deal with it." She let out a grin, then quickly looked around. "This place... Is wonderful. But the environment is gloomy and dark. Almost like... ... A fish. Fish are beautiful creatures, but they're forever stuck in a giant hole filled with a blue and green liquid." She then raised an eyebrow at her own simile. "Yeah, that was a bit weird, wasn't it? Oh well. It was a simile, and similes are similes." There she went again, not making sense whatsoever. 

Mixxy::

She nodded following along in opening the boxes. She was pretty silent at the time as dust swirled around her face making her cough. She looked over at Nicholas "I hate this place, don't you want to go home?" she asked ripping open a box in a fustrated way. She was beginning to get tired as she opened a few more boxes and took out small, flattened pillows. She grunted "These are pancakes, not pillows. We'd have to stack four on top of each other just not to literally knock our heads against the floor" she shook her head as she placed them on the floor and dug in some other boxes. A thought hit her as she saw some more mysterious looking boxes that hid in a dark corner of the wall "It'd be fun to find treasure or some history on this place" she mumbled more to herself than anything as crazy thought swimmed through her mind 

((I'm sorry if any posts that I post won't make sense, I stayed up all night with my mom, and we haven't slept in about 24 hours. So, yeah...beware ^-^))

Joseph::

He couldn't help but laugh at these girls crazy thoughts "You know" he began as his chuckle softened into a sigh "You could right a novel on some of the things you think, more like a diary, you could have some very interesting things written in them, and it'd be cool to see your point of view, in words and such" he stopped rethinking his sentence, raising an eyebrow afterwards, he glanced at Refia "I'm making no sense either, am I?" he asked shaking his hea]d and rolling his eyes. Nonsense, the two people of nonsense, what a crazy match he thought in his mind looking around cautiously

((Yeah, I felt I wasn't making any sense....I'm in a nonsense mood anyways xD I dropped whip cream on the carpet and stood there dumbfounded, this was at Dairy Queen...so, I'm smart today xD))

(( Oh, don't worry. ^-^ You should try to get some sleep, though. ))

Nicholas:

"Actually, I don't miss my home at all," he mumbled bitterly, going through more boxes and finding useless things like keys to rooms. He didn't have the best of lives back at home, and he was actually glad he was somewhere far away from it. He glanced over at Mixxy, having opened all of the boxes in his area. "Just be glad that right now we're not out in the streets like rats." He let out a puff of air from the side of his mouth. "I'd doubt that we'd find a treasure in this place. But you can try, if you'd like." Nicholas wasn't really a dreamer, he believed that dreams and hopes were just giant, cruel lies that people fished up to make themselves feel better. 

(( I'll do Refia's post in a second. I need to go do something, and I don't want to make you wait. ))

Refia:

"Oh, but you are making sense!" she said with a smile. "I get it! I could write a novel, in the form of a journal, from my point of view." She paused for a second. "I'm afraid people would think I'm a nutjob, though." Refia hesitated before adding, "This is probably obvious, but I've been diagnosed with OCD. It's not too bad, like I won't kill myself because something is out of place, but it's not too mild, either. I don't think people would enjoy reading something from the point of view of a crazy woman who freaks out when something isn't right." She let out a small laugh. 

Drew woke on the ground, her vision  momentarily hazy, she blinked  and her vision returned to normal. Standing, she looked  around groggily and ran her fingers through her jumbled mess of curls. "Where am I?" she asked aloud. Drew looked around once more, observing the odd people as  they looked her  over and made faces at her as if she was homeless and lowly.

(sorry kinda small taking dog to vet.)

(( Oh, that's quite alright. Is your dog okay? ))

Refia:

She looked out the corner of her eye, and a couple of yards away, saw a girl who appeared to be lost, just like she was. "Oh, maybe that girl over there with the curly hair came from where we came from." She walked over to the girl and smiled. "Are you lost-" she never finished her sentence, and without thinking, she ran her hands into the hair of the girl, who she would later learn her name to be Drew. Refia tried to get Drew's hair just right, but it was so curly, and so jumbled and messy and it was not Refia's cup of tea whatsoever. "Your hair! It's... It's not symmetrical at all, it's so messy, and every single hair is out of place!" Refia cried, trying to fix the girl's hair. "I know I may seem odd by doing this, but it is bothering me so much!" Seeing as she could not do anything to fix the girl's disorganized hair, Refia sat down on the ground, bringing her knees to her chest and burying her face in her arms, which she folded across her knees. She was breathing very heavily. "Please do something about your hair," Refia begged the girl, droplets of tears dripping from her face to the ground of the busy area. 

Drew stood frozen as the girl  sat with her knees to her chest and her face in her arms. Not sure what to do, Drew rummaged through a bag on her hip, she pulled out a brush and brushed through her hair, after this she pulled her hair into a neat bun, with the exception of her bangs in from of her eyes and  a few curls falling out. She her hood up so her hair was noticeable , accept for her bangs. "Better?" she said quietly, her accent extremely detectable when she spoke, it made her words sound  softer and more gentle when she spoke quietly. She offered her hand as she spoke her name "Drew Huey." she smiled gently and bowed dramatically, laughing as she straightened.

Name: Eelliot Marie Love

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Age: Seventeen || 17

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Gender: Femaile

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Backstory: Eelliot was born June 9th in the cityof England in Great Britain. There she was raised wither her older sister Violet,her older brother Jaxxon, and her twin brother Maddox. Eelliot was still veryyoung when her mother died in the car accident and her father was at sea but itwas ok, their aunt came and took care of them.  “That’s all I will let these strangers know……”

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Relationship Status: “Ummm I am not in a relationship nor amI looking to be in one. Bloody hell is that all you teenagers look for? Bloodyromance?”

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Additional Details: Eelliot loves music and can play serveral instruments licluding the violin, piano, cello, and she can sing. She also loves to draw and is quiet good at it to, She loves to draw birds and flowers or anything that comes to mind. Even though Eelliot is not good with people she seems to get along fine with animals, her favorite animals happen to be birds, cats, dogs, and horses.

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Appearance: Eelliot is a short girl reaching about 5 foot three inches, weighing around one hundred and six pounds. Her hair is a soft, sandy blonde and reaches her mid back. Her hair is normally down with her bangs touching just above her eye brows and the side bangs touching her cheeks. Her eyes are a crisp, garnet red color that compliments her apperance.Her tone is a light tan, its almost un-noticed. Her cheeks turn a rosy red color when hse blushes or gets embarrassed.

Click her name above to see what she looks like

I will be making a boy later on

(( You are accepted, Eelliot-Love. Your boy character will be accepted, too. Judging from your girl character's profile, I'm sure your boy character will be fine. If you'd like to know, Valentine Sakine's character, Siba's character named Joseph, and my character named Refia are all in the same area, which is a plaza-like place swarming with people (which is where your person can start, as that's how we started), and having a conversation. ))