forum The 5th Wave Rp...OCs only (Open)

Started May 28, 2018 by Deleted user

tune

(Ok.)

Corban switches his music, and soon Les Friction is in his ears; for the first time today he realizes how perfect it is outside this afternoon.

Sofia stood up and began to walk again. As she walked she listened to her music quietly, still thinking.

(I was waiting for @TurtleOfFreedom , but I don't know if they're still on.)

Your world will fail, my love, it's far beyond repair. Corban mouths the words as he makes his way down the street, just a few blocks from his house.

(I dunno, it was just funny)

Sofia heard her phone ring and stopped, leaning against an electric pole. She looked at her phone and saw a missed call from a random number. Weird she thought and continued to walk, her head down.

(Whoa, Corban's already a nerd. :P)

Corban turns onto his street. When he gets to his house he's just opened the screen door when he hears voices from inside through a front open window; he instantly recognizes them as his parents'. Arguing; they've been doing that a lot lately. He sighs and sits down on the concrete steps of the porch, just under the porch roof so he's still in the shade.
He turns his music up to drown out his parents, and closes his eyes.

Sofia walked down a few streets, finally realizing she was lost. She looked around and sighed, she never came this way, and couldn't remember how to get back. She walked for a while, scanning every house to try and find something that could help her get home, nothing.

Corban opens his eyes. A drop of sweat drips into one, causing a stinging sensation; he rubs at the eye, grimacing. Perfectly, as soon as he opens his eyes again, his current song ends.
He looks around, still hearing the murmur of his parents at the end of their argument. Corban leans back, trying to look nonchalant and oblivious when he sees someone going past on the sidewalk.

(Dun dun dun)
Sofia takes out both her earbuds and hangs the cord around her neck. She stops for a minute and sighs, rubbing her temples. She mutters something under her breath and shakes her head.

Name: Charlotte "Charlie" Walker
Age: 17 1/2
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual

Personality: She can be sarcastic and reserved at first, and kind of a smart a**, but she's smarter than she lets on (She loves to read). She's adventurous, a troublemaker and never gives up.

Appearance: Shorter cut, white blond hair. It turned white from the number of times that she's dyed it. Leaner and around 5'6. Olive green eyes and pale freckles across her nose. https://i.pinimg.com/originals/fa/24/27/fa24273d6c9842768f5e16ff43f39c50.jpg

Below her left knee is a prosthetic.

Astrological Sign: Leo
Background: Charlie was diagnosed with osteosarcoma when she was 14 years old and had to have her left leg replaced with a prosthetic.

Other: Always has some sort of book or earbuds in her bag

("My name is Jeff.!")
Corban does a small double take. Ah. Probably should say 'hi.'
"Hey!" he stands and goes down the walk, a hand up in 'hi.'

She flinches slightly at the sound of his voice. She looks at him and waves slightly. "Oh. Hey," she says.

(How well do you think we should know each other? Acquaintances? Oh-I've-seen-you-in-class-before?)
"Sorry if I scared you," Corban says, noticing her flinch. And so begins the awkwardness, Corban. Good job.

(Ummm, how about they were friends a couple years ago but they stopped talking for no reason?)
Sofia shakes her head and sighs. "No…no it's fine," she says, smiling slightly.

Corban nods, silent for a moment. "It's been a while."

"It has…" she agrees, shifting from foot to foot. She tilts her head to the side and looks at him.

Corban tries not to shrink at her look. "What?" He asks, smiling uncertainly.

"Nothing…you've just..gotten taller," she says, her face becoming slightly pink. She laughs nervously and looks down at the ground.

(Awkwardness is only fun if it's not you. :P)
"Oh?" Corban feels his face heating up. "Yeah, I guess." You guess? "Have you, too?"

(Heh)
"I mean…yeah," she says smiling slightly. "I'm actually over 5 foot now, so you can't make fun of me for that anymore."

Corban grins, remembering how fun it was teasing her over how short she'd been. Well, he'd hardly been taller, but that hadn't mattered to him then. "Yeah, guess not." He stuffs his hands in his gym short pockets and shifts his feet awkwardly. "You're in Mrs. Well's Chemistry class, right?"

"Yeah, I am," she replies, grinning slightly, her face still bright pink. She looks up at the sky slightly.

(What time of year is it?)
Corban nods again. "Yeah, I though I saw you there." Seeing her flushed face, he shifts the conversation a little from her.
"Were you there when Toby Clackson mixed sodium and potassium together, about two weeks ago? I know some kids were out."

(Like October)
"No, I was…somewhere else. Why? What happened?" she asks curiously, looking back down. She tilts her head again, shoving her hands in her pockets.

(Ok, thanks. I have to go now; I don't know if I'll be back tonight, but I know I'll return tomorrow.)
Corban makes an outwards exploding motion with his hands. "Boom."

(Okie)
Sofia laughs genuinely and smiles. "Sounds like him," she says, shaking her head.