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(We we’re discussing who to vote for, it was kind of in the middle though. I can copy and paste a few blurbs tho)
(Eh it's okay i guess. @I'mWithYouUntilTheEndOfTheLine @Becfromthedead should we PM and have our characters discuss our vote?)
(Yes we shall.)
(Here’s the wall of conversation, sorry it’s so long lol)
@Rvan: John bit his lower lip, “I don’t know how to get out alive,” He whispered, more to himself than the others. Maybe he was paranoid. But what if he wasn’t… John sighed, weight on his shoulders apparent, “I don’t like this but, please think it over before you decide what you’re going to do for the vote.”
@camiestrange: "I have thought it over. I'm sorry, I…" Paige broke down into hysterical tears.
@Rvan: John went up to her wide eyed. He wanted to hug her, for he wasn’t sure if that would make anything better. He put his hands gently on her shoulders, so she could still hug him if she wanted. He murmured quietly, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. It’s okay. It’s going to be okay,” He desperately wanted to hug her. He felt terrible. He had forced this on her, after her sisters death… “I’m so sorry.” He slowly tried to hug her, gently enough so she could push away if she wanted.
@camiestrange: Paige accepted the hug and cried heavily into his shoulder.
@Rvan: John pat her shoulder gently, murmuring that ‘it would be okay’ and ‘I’m sorry’ over and over again to her.
@camiestrange: Paige blushed and pulled away, stray tears slipping down her face and her breathing shaky. Her gaze was lowered.
@Rvan: John wanted to wipe a tear off her cheek, but that would be too forward. He put his hand on her shoulder. He figured he should get her mind off of everything, so he opened his mouth, “Can I tell you a story?”
“When I was, about fifteen, I was…” John struggled to find the right words, “…in a tough spot. I didn’t know why… I just felt, this self hatred. My grades plummeted and I got into drugs for a good few months. I eventually started… cutting.” John tugged up his sleeve to reveal the scars. He’d never shown them to anyone before, but he felt like he could show Paige. He actually… trusted her, for some reason, “I had tried to—” John sucked in a breath, “I had tried to commit suicide,” A quiet moment passed before he continued, “I got caught before I could bleed out. They made me get help. I didn’t want it at that point. I just wanted to die. It took half of my high school life, but… I got away from that point. I’m not saying I’m perfectly alright and life is all glitter and happiness, but… I’m saying that I got better. I’m just…” John found he actually didn’t know where he was going with this, he had first started talking with the idea to comfort Paige, in some way. He wasn’t sure if sharing his story would help her at all, and immediately his cheeks felt hot and red because of it. John ended up just trailing off, his eyes lowered to the table.
@camiestrange: "I never had anything to live for when Odette got taken. She was my everything, and I couldn't live without her," Paige sighed shakily. "I only wanted to get to her, to be with her again. For her to call me 'Kitty' one last time. This… This was not how I imagined it…" She tried to stop the tears, but that was solidly impossible at this point.
@Rvan: John hugged her again, not minding if his shirt got slightly damp with tears. He remembered a time when he had needed to cry, yet hadn’t had anyone. John couldn’t let Paige be alone now as he held her, “You can still honor her. Remember the letter she gave you? That’s a piece of her in those papers,” John whispered to her.
@camiestrange: Paige closed her eyes. I forgive you. "I already have," she said slowly. (Refering to honoring Odette)
@Rvan: John hugged her tight once more before drawing away from the embrace to look at Paige, “I’m sorry about what happened.”
@camiestrange: Paige blinked and tried to look away from his eyes but found herself unable to. Don't get close to him, you're going to die here! She pushed the thought from her mind. "It's… It's fine, " she whispered.
@Rvan: John looked at the clock. They were going to have to vote soon. He looked at Paige once more, “If you decide to…” How could he put it? “If you decide to stay, if you ever need to talk… I’m always here.”
John looked to both River and Paige now, “I’m going to vote [ENTER NAME HERE] today. I really hope that we can make it to the end of this twisted story alive together,” John nodded, more to himself, and headed for the voting booth.
@camiestrange: Paige grabbed his wrist suddenly. She didn't think it through.
@Rvan: John turned around to look at Paige, his breath caught.
@camiestrange: Paige hesitated. "Uh… I…"
@Rvan: “Yes?” John breathed.
@camiestrange: "I'm confused. I want so many things… but I can't have them," she sighed. No. Stop. Now. That is the total opposite of…
@Rvan: “What do you want?” John asked quietly. And he wanted to give them to her.
@camiestrange: "I want…" Page's heart beat faster. She didn't understand. She felt magented (…idk) towards John.
@Rvan: (I’m guessing magnified? Lol, words) John wanted to kiss her. He sure didn’t know where that feeling came from, but he pushed it down. It would uncalled for and awkward. John looked into Paige’s beautiful eyes, “Yes?” He whispered again.
@camiestrange: Paige suddenly reached up and kissed him. She pulled away quickly and looked away, ashamed. "I'm sorry…'
@Rvan: John swept her up into another kiss, savoring each moment. He wanted time to stop. He wanted the vote to be nonexistent. Once he pulled back, he finally said, “I’m, uh, sorry too…”
@camiestrange: Paige blushed heavily. "I told myself that after Odette died, I wouldn't get attached again… " She looked up into his eyes. "Oops."
@FireSky: “You realize I am still here?” River said pretending to gag
(Wow)
(Yeah, sorry it’s so much at once)
(River at the end lol)
(Yep!)
(River is me though.)
(Hey friends. Still on vacay but I’m trying to make more of an appearance)
(Hi @payten17 :D
Should we vote when the Lixi-Enzo-Xander alliance decides who they’ll vote out?)
(You can vote whenever you want! I’ll take your votes when ever you’re ready to vote)
(Oh no, please. This is stressing me out too much!)
(Ahh… this is terribly suspenseful. I just spent a whole hour talking to my sister about this rp… lol, this is my life.)
(That's hilarious. What did she say?)
(She thought it was really cool rp, and she ships Paige and John XD)
(Nice =D Have you voted yet?)
(Not yet, but I’ll do so now)
John nodded his head, walking into the voting booth like walking into a battlefield. With confidence laced by utter terror, he entered a name and walked out gravely.
Paige leaned on a wall, helpless without John for support. I want to die still, but I'd loose him. John, why did you have to make this infinitly harder…
John walked over to Paige, taking a deep breath. He at least needed to get her out of this. John leaned against the wall next to her. He thought she looked worried, “We’re going to get out of this. I promise,” It was a hefty promise, one that he probably couldn’t keep. But he desperately wanted to get her out. John needed to.
"Please don't make promises that you can't keep…" Paige whispered, tears closing her vision.
John’s hand found hers and he looked her right in the eyes, “We’re going to make it out,” He repeated and he held her close. This vote… It was retched. Because if Enzo and Lixi approached Xander and made an alliance… It could be Paige or River or him. And then the two left would be doomed. John couldn’t let that happen. So if he died… he knew what his last words would be.
(Y’all make me wanna cry!! Ahhh)
Paige could feel the stress dragging down on her shoulders. She wasn't made for this amount of pressure. "I don't know what to do," she whispered faintly into his shirt. Before the last hour, she was sure of her death. Now…
Xander stumbled out of the kitchen, looking on the verge of breaking down again. "God… I don't… I'm sick of playing this game, and I might as well just vote for myself until I die," he murmured angrily under his breath. He stared at the voting booth, which practically loomed over him. Xander went in, cast his vote quickly, then exited, making sure to knock over a vase once he came out of the booth. He searched the house for a pen and paper, then sat down in the living room, writing down his unfinished business, the names and phone numbers of his family members, and then the makings of a simple will on the back.
River walked into the voting booth and entered her vote. im sorry she thought. She left the booth and walked over to John and paige
Enzo grimaced as he made his way back to the lounge. "Voting for himself," he repeated, picking at the skin around his nails. With a sigh, he headed into the voting booth, cast his vote, and then returned, his face unreadable.
John nodded to Lixi in greeting and then sighed. The vote would probably be revealed soon…
(Did everyone vote?)
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