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Post by coiiar on Sept 24, 2014 19:14:49 GMT -7
That's cause we're sexy people
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Post by leaf on Sept 24, 2014 19:17:04 GMT -7
XD
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Post by Mika on Sept 24, 2014 19:18:02 GMT -7
Dang right we're sexy.
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Post by Mika on Sept 24, 2014 19:21:11 GMT -7
Toxi can we start?? ;3;
So impatient XD
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Post by Awoken on Sept 24, 2014 19:25:30 GMT -7
I could play a boy if you need one.
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Post by toxi on Sept 24, 2014 21:53:42 GMT -7
Oh my XD
Weeeeellll XD
Idk lol
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Darkness. That was all she saw for a moment. Then she was in a house. The house, to be exact. The Scramble house. Oh no. 'This is bad!' The poor child's mind was racing as she stood just inside the front door of everyone's worst nightmare. First all she could think of was all the ways she could die. Electrocution? Could she drown? Maybe starvation? The thoughts made her shiver in fright, though it was still a fairly warm summer day. August 1st, to be exact. It wouldn't be until September 1st before she got out. If she got out, alive, at least.
Then something hit her; her family. How would they feel when they discovered she was missing, seemingly vanished into thin air. No, not seemingly, she did vanish into thin air, or at least from their perspective. Would they worry about her? Would they even notice she was gone? They would have to. Have to. If they didn't then there was definitely a problem. Well, actually, it wouldn't surprise her much if they didn't notice for a good week. She kept to her room for the most part, and when she wasn't in her room, she was out running around town or chilling in the back woods.
A quick glance around showed that she was the first to arrive, if that could be used. Appear would probably be more fitting. If she were going to show any weakness, now would be the time. When no one else could see. Not like she wanted to have anyone like her, think she was tough, even if she was, or want to stick with her during the month. Keagan didn't wan't to get attached to anyone, nor did she want anyone to get attached to her. The chances of dying were too great in this infamous "game" to form a bond with anyone in the wretched place. Oh, how she hoped none of her friends showed up.
The skinny girl slumped to the ground as a rather loud sob escaped her mouth. No. No. She couldn't be crying. She didn't cry. No. No. "Stop!" She called out. Nothing had even happened yet, and she was breaking down just from sheer terror of what could possibly happen. "I need to stop." She said, a bit quieter this time. It took her a few moments to calm down, but when she did she wiped the sleeves of her long sleeved blue plaid flannel on her eyes to dry the tears. Underneath it she was wearing a white tank top and her bottom half covered with a pair of black yoga pants. In her ears were a pair of purple spiky studs, and on her face a pair of brown framed glasses. Her hair was pulled over in a side pony.
Pushing herself to her feet, she hummed a tune to a song she didn't even know. Something random. Something too fun for the place she was in. Closing her eyes she exhaled and leaned back against the wall behind her.
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Post by Mika on Sept 25, 2014 6:14:21 GMT -7
The darkness of the room engulfed her as Mikaela viewed the door in front of her.'What the..?' Thoughts spun In her mind. She stepped backwards with a gasp of realization, and pinned her hand to her chest. This can't be real... 'This can't be..' She began thinking to herself. She refused to let this be real. She stomped to the door, wrapping her now pale hands around the handle. She yanked, pulled, and pushed. Nothing. "No!... Let me out!!" Her head was spinning with thoughts. The possibilities of the house. She felt tears peak from her eyes, but she blinked them away. Was anyone else here yet? She turned around to view a girl. She seemed about a year younger than her. She tilted her head at the girl, but turned around to the door once more. She couldn't talk yet, she might burst out crying. She took in a deep breath, and slumped to the floor. All she felt could do was wrap her arms around her legs and stare at her knees.
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Post by Mika on Sept 25, 2014 6:15:29 GMT -7
Mine is so short o3o
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Post by coiiar on Sept 25, 2014 8:04:24 GMT -7
Shadow fell into step and found himself listening at the sudden cries of Mikaela, his heart in his throat. 'Help her, dumbass.' He told himself. But he knew better than to enter the Scramble House. Rather than, the Death House in his mind. He stepped onto the pathway pressing to the porch, and he found himself being dragged by the mysterious pull of the house. "God dammit!" He screeched, but his throat closed and he appeared in the house. 'No no no!' Shadow thought miserably, anxiety peeling off his limbs. "Let me out!" He snarled, bashing into the nearest window. As he touched it, he felt an electric pulse hit him all over. The window was electric. He roared in anger, pulling his stinging body from the window, gasping for air to fill his empty lungs. He fell to his knees, coughing. "Idiot.." He managed to scorn himself.
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Post by Mika on Sept 25, 2014 10:17:02 GMT -7
The noise Shadow had created caused Mikaela to jerk her head up from her knees. She managed to say something without sounding helpless. "Are you alright?" Her voice cracked slightly. She pulled herself to her feet, and leaned against the wall. She pulled her hood over her head in hope to hide how awful she looked.
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