forum Isekai Trash Drama - Welcome to Hardttown (CLOSED!)

Started November 20, 2018 by @Shuri-the-Floof-Doggo

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Lovino jumps “um ya-yeah I’m o-ok,” he stutters out looking at him and tripping and falling into the boys chest “shit sorry,” he says as he stumbles away and falls on his but. “Fuck,”

Byron gasps as the other gets closer. He sxours the area, for 'meds', the only thing he can find, being the black blob. In the corner. As he steps closer, he sees that it is not a blob, but a container, and searches it.
"It's a container!" He shouts.

Lovino shoots up and runs towards the container and the boy “thoes are mine!” He says grabbing them and looking at the boy scared “please don’t take them I need them.” he says as the dark things all over the room get more intense.

Byron searches the container, pulling something out and handing it to the boy. He also pulls a familiar book with a pen attached to it, out. His poetry journal?

Lovino dry swallows the meds all 16 of them he gasps as the dark things go away “that’s better and thank you,” lovino says blinking because he does not know the mans name “what is your name anyway?” He questions.

"I'm Victor." Byron lies. "You sure that swallowing all of those meds is safe?" He asks…

I could care less if they were bad or good I just needed them or the dark things would not go away,” he says staring him in the eyes “my name is Lovina.” He says ‘good thing I kinda look like a girl.’

Byron looked him in the eyes, agsin, before walking next to a bed. "Mhm." He said, feeling no particular emotions.

Lovino sighs as he starts to run back and forth sometimes flipping and bouncing off the wall only to tumble in to ‘Victors’ arms “Ah Sorry.” He says getting up and brushing himself off.

"It's OK." Byron said, blushing in irritation
"Can you help me with this bed." He said, picking up one of the long, sturdy steel cots.

Lovino picks up the other end and moves it with him. “Where do you want it?” He asks

Mk ttyl))

Name: Fiona Xu
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Age: 19
Personality: An ambivert, tilting towards the more introverted side of the spectrum, isn't what she seems. On the surface she's collected and confident, talks to people a lot but people don't realize how little they know about her. Very cerebral and artistic, can grow very reserved and quiet quickly when she was just laughing. Doesn't open up easily, keeps her friends close, is very logical and methodical about things and knows how to keep cool under pressure.
Appearance: https://www.pinterest.ca/pin/633811347536352172/
Talents: Acro, Jazz (the dance), aerial silks, gymnastics, contemporary dance, traditional Chinese folk dances, singing at a wide range, writing poetry. Is extremely flexible, great at sewing and embroidery.
Flaws: Can be too closed up and detached, often hides her real opinions and feelings about things. Tends to accidentally show off without meaning to, can be too blunt or harsh.
Likes: Tea, dance, gymnastics, dark colours, rainy days, curry, flowing skirts, putting flowers up in her hair, the cello.
Dislikes: Heavy metal music, loud noises, large crowds, flashy neon colours and lights, alcohol, most band instruments.
Other: Dad was close to her, mother was distant even before they divorced, has a little brother, is a leukaemia survivor.

Sol sat back down on the bed she woke up in.Seriously, who the fuck are these people? I have to get home to my brother and parents. I have things to do! "So… were we kidnapped?" She asked the group.

"Yeah." Byron said, grabbing the bed from the side and making sure Lovino did the same.
"We're gonna get outta here."

Gtg sorry!)

(is my character okay? anything I need to change?)

(They're fine!)

awesome thanks

Fiona's eyes flew open, the sound of unfamiliar voices dragging her from her deep sleep. She sat up immediately, trying to shake free of her grogginess and get a look at her surroundings.
She was not in her bedroom.
And there was a guy in the bed next to hers.
"What is happening??"

Byron looked back with a start.
"We've been kidnapped!" He said, with no explanation as they prepared to ram the door with the bed.

Fiona raised her hands to her temples. “A further explanation would be nice,” she growled, her head spinning.

"We don't know either. These people here- wait what were all of your names?" Sol replied.