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Mira/ Female/ Lightning Mira looked at all the people talking uncertaintly. She decides she should probably stop staring. She walked closer to the people talking. " I am Mira " she said decided giving out her name wouldn't hurt. |
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Morrigan/Female/Wind "Nice to meet you Cretin, Noi, and Mira! I'm Morrigan by the way. I have a real quick question which I already know the answer to but just want to hear other peoples opinions. Where are we exactly, I now were in a forest but that is the extent of my knowledge." She then paused only to ask another question. "Why are we all here? Doesn't it seem strange that about 12 kids were "teleported" here and is it a coincidence that they all seem to be about the same age?" |
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Garvin | Male | Water Garvin watched as a girl glared and snapped at him. He rolled his eyes, and then looked over to the boy that was immediately getting onto her. Was everyone here confrontational or something? He huffed. Man, he just wanted to smoke and instead he’s gotten involved in some weird prank stuff. Had no idea how he got here and all, but… There had to be some realistic reason. Maybe not reasonable, per say. But realistic. -- He was honestly a bit concerned that the two were going to start fighting when a new guy came over to them from where they’d woken up. This one definitely seemed more mature at least. Still not as tall as him though. “I guess we are all in the same boat, no clue what's going on and such. Let's just ask questions later, we won't have any good answers if we panic. How about... Introductions?” -- Garvin huffed at the idea of introductions. Why call it that? That made it sound like it was some formal thing where they had to state their full name, age, and a fun little fact about themselves. What was he supposed to say? Stupid. That wasn’t even the biggest flaw of the idea either! And yet people immediately listened. -- “I am Cretin.” Lie. Her expression was off for that to be her real name. Probably was the first name she thought of though, so props to her for fast thinking. -- “I am Noi.” True. Probably some sort of relationship with ‘Cretin’, given how she immediately sighed at hearing the truth. Braver, or more apathetic. Probably. -- “I am Mira.” True. Okay, so maybe ‘Cretin’ was just more skeptic and untrusting than the rest of them. Made sense. -- “Nice to meet you Cretin, Noi, and Mira! I'm Morrigan by the way. I have a real quick question which I already know the answer to but just want to hear other peoples opinions. Where are we exactly, I now were in a forest but that is the extent of my knowledge. Why are we all here? Doesn't it seem strange that about 12 kids were "teleported" here and is it a coincidence that they all seem to be about the same age?” -- Long sentence, Garvin stopped listening after opinions. His mind was way too tired from the day to actually want to focus on all of those words. Still, now that the conversation had come to a slow… He forced himself to actually think about what was said though, so that he could order his thoughts into words. “How do ya know we’re ‘bout the same age? ‘M quite a bit taller than, like, all of ya’ll. No clue where we are, by the way.” -- Then he looked at the one that had suggested the introductions. “Look, don’t ya think we should wait for the rest of ‘em ta wake before we ‘state our designation’?” He definitely used a tone at the end, just to show that he thought of the man as stuck up from the use of the word introduction. Honestly, could have just said your name and asked for theirs. Didn’t have to say introductions like some corrupt businessman. |
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Arrow|Female|Earth Arrow rolled her eyes at everyone talking and put her knife away. She looked around until she saw something in the forest. Being curious Arrow drew her knife back out and slowly srated walking towards the forest away from the rest of the group. Arrow freezed as the figured moved but soon smiled when it came running towards her and it was her dog Riley. "Riley!" She exclaimed happily, putting her knife away and reaching down to pet her dog. She looked back over at everyone and rolled her eyes before calling out to them. "I don't know about you guys but I want out of here so I'm leaving." Arrow said before turning her back and starting to walk away.
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Morrigan/Female/Wind "Your face looks more juvenile then an adult face. And if they wanted to introduce themselves then they wouldn't still be unconscious." She snarled at him when she finished her sentence and started thinking of why. "She then added and murmured, "Why the teleportation though?" |
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Edmund || Male || Wind His suggestion fell on deaf ear for what felt like an hour, but in actuality was probably a few seconds. A girl had approached the group, and offered her name... If you would call it that, Cretin. 'Truly your parents aren't that cruel...', he mused as he offered this Cretin a deadpan expression. An obvious lie. The next to speak was a young man, by the name of Noi. By now Edmund was already growing uncertain of his peers, so he offered a skeptical glance. A third voice rang out, a girl. Her hair was quite the perplexing to him, a color he'd never seen upon a human head before... White. The girl said her name was Mera. Another girl, she seemed much more bubbly than the rest... Morrigan. She began to ask questions, ones which ultimately made him pinch the bridge of his nose and sigh. 'Don't ask me... I'm just stalling to settle my own damn thoughts', he mentally growled. A final voice spoke up... The young man looked rough, his very aura screamed of the streets and tough living like they did in movies. His very voice seemed harsh and knowing of cruelty.. And full of patronizing. Ned was honestly unsure what garnered such things, maybe the guy was just a prick? "Designations? The only one with that notion is you", he said sharply. Sure, he took charge in the moment but he wasn't being openly belligerent nor was he try to assert himself. Grumbling to himself, he was already feeling weary from his associates. He was surrounded by lairs, rouges, and a possible street thug. "Am I in hell or something?", he muttered. Turning his attention to the Street Kid, as he mentally dubbed him, Ned spoke again, "I agree, your former idea works. We can assign, designations, as you put it once the others join us from... Whatever this is", as he motioned towards the still unconscious members of the group.. His voice faltered near the end of his suggestion, his uncertainty of the situation obvious. Shaking his head and looking back towards the main body of the group, he introduced himself. "Hello everyone, my name is Edmund, though most call me Ned". Not entirely sure where such a nickname comes from though, came as an afterthought. |
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Ophiela/Female/Shadow Ophelia awoke, her expression one of a annoyed stress and tired lady, like one you would see from some horror movie. She fluttered her eyes open, "Where had she crashed? Who are these people? Seems some are liars, others street rats." She mentally thought, she was slowly getting into a standing position. . "Who the hell are all of you? Where did you take me..?!" She snapped, she was sure they had kidnapped her, though they all looked around her age. Though some seemed to be older than others, she looked to the one who looked like he had been in the streets. She was quite skeptical of them all, and she was just taking procotions to insure she was safe, showing she could be mean, and showing if they tried anything she would fight back. . Noi accepted his cousin using a fake name, she would usually say, "Never give a man nor woman your real name", he found it as some baloni. But he would accept Skype's weird ways, he looked to the female with a dog. . "It would be better if we all sticked together, I understand you think you can protect yourself. Which I have no doubt you can, though for safety we should all stick together." . Skype followed Noi's gaze, she than said to Noi and the girl. "Kind of like camp, you are generally instructed to stick together." Skype smiled, she was trying to be friendly, though she doubt it looked like that. |
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Arrow|Female|Earth Arrow glared at the girl that had started talking. "I can protect myself, I could protect anyone here if I really wanted to." Arrow snapped angerily. "But I want to get the hell out of here so I don't have time for the pointless chit chat." She snapped and rolled her eyes before looking down at Riley. She smiled but froze as she heard a very quiet voice in the back of her head. Stay With Them. Arrow whipped around confused and looking around frantically. "What the..." She trailed off looking around. Down Here. The voice said again and Arrow looked down at Riley puzzled. "Hey, can anyone else hear a dog talk?" She asked trying not to freak out.
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Edmund || Male || Wind Ned's attention drifted from the group as he saw two girls who seemed to be bickering with themselves. The debate was well know due to the fact their voices carried in the forest, the young woman with the dog wished to leave while the other disagreed. She wanted all of them to stay as a group. He felt the need to say something, but he kept out of the debate. He knew nothing of either of the girls, so his opinion wasn't valid in determining there lives. Besides, everyone was confused and upset, surely wanting to leave wasn't an unusual reaction... Even if he agreed with the other girl they should stay together. '... At least until they found a town. Maybe then this mess could be sorted out?', he thought to himself. He was drawn from his thoughts by a question which made his eyes widen. '...Anyone else hear a dog talk?'. "You've been hearing voices too?", he asked out loud, though he immediately winced. He hadn't meant for that to be spoken, but as soon as the thought entered his mind he spoke. He frowned as he looked at the girl with the dog. Surely he was losing his mind, wasn't he? |
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Garvin | Male | Water “Your face looks more juvenile than an adult face. And if they wanted to introduce themselves then they wouldn't still be unconscious. Why the teleportation though?” -- Garvin gave a mocked offended look at the snarled words, “I’ll have ya know, I may actually be 18. Or 19…” He trailed off, he didn’t actually know how old he was. At all. Basically. It got hard to count years sometimes, okay? Luckily, he wouldn’t be expected to finish because the dude from earlier was talking again. -- “Designations? The only one with that notion is you.” Garvin rolled his eyes, he knew how to read a tone and the dude’s had basically screamed evil dictator when he’d said introductions. Either that, or the tone of someone trying to distract themselves… Okay, maybe he’d jumped onto the conclusion that would allow him to have someone to be mad at. So what? It was normal whenever he hadn’t had a smoke yet. Or a drink. Or literally anything else. -- “I agree, your former idea works. We can assign, designations, as you put it once the others join us from... Whatever this is.” -- Garvin didn’t miss how his voice faltered at the end, and almost immediately his opinion on the man fractured. He glanced around at the group. They looked like a mix of scared, confused, and surprised. It made sense, if he were being honest. He looked towards the trees after a few seconds, not really wanting to pay attention to their faces anymore. -- “Hello everyone, my name is Edmund, though most call me Ned.” He almost laughed. Almost. He managed to stifle it. Ned? For the name Edmund? Yeah, right, like hell he was calling him Ned. He’d call the dude, like, Mund or Ed. Those seemed way better in his humble opinion. -- “Who the hell are all of you? Where did you take me..?!” -- And now someone else was awake, and freaking out. Why did that seem like the norm? Why couldn’t they just accept the new circumstances and get used to it? Adapt? That would be smarter for all of them. Especially if they wanted to survive. He glanced at her to see her looking right at him. Her face screamed skepticism, fear, and an uncomfortable, uncertain mean to it that told him she was trying to look like she’d fight them if it came down to it. -- He sighed and shoved his hands further into his coat pockets. “We didn’t kidnap ya, we don’t what's goin’ on either. Just calm down an’ stop actin’ like ya ‘bout ta be thrown into a fightin’ ring or somethin’.” -- He could hear an argument in the background and his right eye almost twitched in annoyance. Almost. He had enough practice to make sure it didn’t though. He glanced over before heaving a shrug. If they all decided to keep being idiots then he was going to end up smoking in front of them all, forget trying to be polite by not doing so. -- “Hey, can anyone else hear a dog talk?” -- “You've been hearing voices too?” -- Welp. He silently apologized to anyone that may have trauma from smoke, cigarettes, or cigarette smoke but he could not deal with people hearing voices(Of course it was Ed!) without being high. Not right now. Nope. It took everything in him not to just throw his hands up in surrender even. -- He rubbed his forehead instead, taking out the pack of cigarettes and lighter that had luckily been taken with him. Sure, it’d be gone by tomorrow but at least he had it today. He took one of the cigarettes out and lit it, taking a drag from it as he pocketed the lighter and pack again. He looked over to Ed and the girl with the dog as he blew out smoke, “Think it’s jus’ ya two hearin’ ‘em. An’ I don’ think we got access ta any medical help so… Ya’ll are on ya own ‘bout it.” -- He took another drag, though he wasn’t sure if that was because he’d meant to or if he’d been sighing. “But hey, since ya’ll ‘ave been sharin’ ya names, only seems right that I listen too. ‘M Garvin, an’ sorry if ya got somethin’ ‘gainst smokin’ or anythin’, jus’ let me know an’ next time I won’t do it with ya ‘round.” Yeah, that was as good and nice of a ‘introduction’ that they were gonna get from him. -- He took another drag as he glanced around at the group again, daring them to ask about last names. Sure, he knew it wouldn't make sense for them to do so, since literally no one else had given a last name… But it was basically habit nowadays for him to give the look after saying his name, he'd had too many interactions where someone asked for his last name and he'd been left with a nauseating feeling in the pit of his stomach for days after to know better than to let people even think about asking him for it. |
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