Ruby slouched in the backseat, staring out the window. "Thanks, now I have an excuse to never see you two again." She growled, staring at her grandmother's house. "How the fuck did someone like Granny May manage to raise someone like mom?"
( OMG I am so sorry, but I can't participate since I am in so many rps.)
(Awww, okay.)
(Poof I specifically stated that there can be NO swearing. Please change your word choice.)
(can i join?)
(can i join?)
(Sure!)
((Sorry, it slipped))
(Please change it.)
(Could I join as well friend?)
Ruby slouched in the backseat, staring out the window. "Thanks, now I have an excuse to never see you two again." She growled, staring at her grandmother's house. "How did someone like Granny May manage to raise someone like mom?"
(Could I join as well friend?)
(Of course!)
I chomp down on the rest of my breakfast as Aunt Macy strolls into the kitchen, holding a slip of paper and sighing.
"You almost forgot your homework, Cece. This is the fourth time this has happened, you need to be more mindful of your things."
My eyes lit up as I snatch the homework from her hands, in a hurry.
"Ah! My bad, auntie, I'll remember next time, I promise!"
I begin running out the door as Aunt Macy clicks her tongue.
"You said that last time!"
I open the door and turn to her. She's idly standing across the room with messy bedhead and still in her pajamas. I doubt she's even brushed her teeth yet.
"And you promised not to be late to work next time." I retorted with a wink, watching her eyes drift to the clock and suddenly widening in panic. I chuckle as I exit the house and rush to the bus stop. If I'm lucky, the bus would be either on time or late, and I'll be able to make it on rather than running to school again. As the bus stop begins coming into sight, I notice the bus, closing it's doors, and driving off. I sigh heavily, wishing I could have been faster. As I lean forward and begin to run, the steps of my feet suddenly trigger a memory. A memory full of running.
(can i join?)
(Sure!)
I’ll create my character in a while!
(It's summer btw)
Veda pushed herself over to the kitchen where her grandma was baking cookies. "Grandma, is there anything to do around here?" She asked, leaning forward in her wheelchair slightly to rest her chin on her hands. "Like, I don't know, is there a library or animal shelter around here?"
(Ah, oops, that wasn't made clear beforehand. Would you like me to rewrite/edit my post?)
(It's up to you.)
(how do I jump in?)
Name: River Ashen
Age:(13-17) 17
Appearance: https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/596304806885096637/
Personality: develop
Tragedy/Accident:(Don't state it if you're going to start you side of the rp with it,): she has been living with her parents for a long time. her dad died in a work accident and her mom committed suicide. she is going EastHaven to live with her Grandma after the police saw her living on her own
Wearing: https://www.pinterest.fr/pin/464785624038409240/ (she uses inspiration from her favourite movies to plan her outfits.)
Other: she has a cat named Phoenix
(Welcome y'all! Okay, so lemme just say this. Basically the point of the rp is for your character to not really be in a good place emotionally, so if the tragedy/accident wasn't recent then they should be struggling with it at this point. Is that clear or does it sound confusing?)
//clear
((Yes ma'am))
( Alright, with the character I used I didn't actually plan on writing too much emotional struggle with her. I suppose the point of this rp should have been made clear in the first post, but maybe I jumped to conclusions. Upon rereading the intro, I suppose I got my introducing role play incorrect, so I apologize for that. Either way, I don't think I could bring myself to conflict my character's personality using an rp that contrasts her person. Anyway, thank you and happy role playing! )
Name: Paige Turner
Age: 15
Appearance: Light blonde hair, curly/wavy at the ends. Usually braids it. Blue eyes, athletic build, tan.
Personality: Up and down. Very competitive
Tragedy/Accident: Entering rp with it. All you need to know is that she's a die heart jock.
Wearing: Avengers tee, black jeans, converse
Other: jock, as previously stated, and mega fangirl. Fandoms: Avengers, Star Wars, Harry Potter, Hunger Games, Divergent, Secret of Moonacre, Miraculous Ladybug. She stands up for others and her beliefs, but she won't defend herself. She sings and plays the piano, and she's on the field hockey team. She's played field hockey for 3 years and softball for 9, but she's better at field hockey and is thinking of quitting softball. A competitive, tense athlete. She also works in a library after hockey/softball practice and on weekends. She's got a lot on her plate and she's kinda stressing out over it all.
( Alright, with the character I used I didn't actually plan on writing too much emotional struggle with her. I suppose the point of this rp should have been made clear in the first post, but maybe I jumped to conclusions. Upon rereading the intro, I suppose I got my introducing role play incorrect, so I apologize for that. Either way, I don't think I could bring myself to conflict my character's personality using an rp that contrasts her person. Anyway, thank you and happy role playing! )
(Aww, okay. Bye.)
BAI!
"Margot! Come quick!" Margot hears her mum call. She sighs, puts her wig back on and walks inside. "You don't have leukemia anymore!" Margot's mum says as her and the rest of the family bombard Margot with hugs.
"That's great," Margot replies, faking her happiness and smile.
"Margot! Come quick!" Margot hears her mum call. She sighs, puts her wig back on and walks inside. "You don't have leukemia anymore!" Margot's mum says as her and the rest of the family bombard Margot with hugs.
"That's great," Margot replies, faking her happiness and smile.
Paige listened. Tweet! The sharp blast signaled the next start of the game after she'd scored the goal. She lifted the ball into the air and carried it on her stick. She let it drop and dribbled around the defenders, waiting for her teammates to get up and open for a pass.
It happened so fast.
A stick hooked around her ankle. Pain shot up her leg. She sprawled on the ground, turf beads flying into her mouth. She hit her head. Sparkes crackled in her brain.
Dark.
Paige woke up in a hospital bed. People surrounded her… or the room was empty. Her breathing sped up.
"She's awake!" someone yelled. White lights surrounded her. Her head felt sharp and fuzzy.
In five minutes Veda was out the door and heading to the animal shelter her grandma had said was near their house. It was a lot more difficult when she was in a wheelchair.