forum Roleplay, anyone?

Started February 14, 2018 by @Oakie Dokie

tune

lol)

(oh miss believer, my pretty weeper ;-;)
"What? They're a good band. They're cool dudes." It brightened Pine's expression a little to think back to the time he met the duo, wishing for all the world he could be as carefree as he was at that moment.

;-'

“I don’t know. I haven’t listened to many of their songs,” Callie responded, placing the branches onto the sweater. “From what I have heard, they’re a bit…dark? Just Emo in general. Besides, I prefer more upbeat songs. But I like slow songs too. Just not songs that are so…” Callie paused for a second, seeing Pine’s distant expression. “Are you even listening? Hm, I’ll just go get more wood.”

"I know, right? Their songs are amazing." Pine smirked sarcastically and winked at his friend, turning back to collect more wood.

Callie just rolled her eyes. She then looked at the pile they collected. “Do you think this is good enough? I don’t think we can fit any more on there.”

"It'll be fine. It's day anyway."

“Yeah, but we need to cook and sterilize the water.”

"We can always get more." Pine didn't quite understand what she was getting at, but decided to roll with it anyway.

“Okay. While collecting wood, did you see any luggage? Or people?” Callie asked. Please tell me you found them…

"No people…" He murmured in reply. There had been someone, Whitney, but her body was cold and her eyes glazed, and flies were already taking refuge in her. The thought of her made him sick, and Pine fought the urge to vomit. "We can look for more luggage, though."

“Okay,” Callie said, “Let’s go.” She walked back through the scraps and parts. All she saw was more metal. While walking, she tripped over something.
“Ow! What was that?” Callie got up and brushed herself off. She turned around and saw what she was the most afraid of: Whitney’s corpse.
“P-Pine? I-I found s-someone…” Her usual upbeat facade broke down, and hot tears began spilling out of her eyes. Whitney…
She couldn’t believe her sister was dead. Sure, they argued over everything, but she still loved her.

shiet.
"Callie, come here." Pine opened his arms to embrace her, sighing and stepping forward. "come on, you alright?"

Callie cried into his shoulder. “Is this some cruel joke?” Whitney was her stepsister. Callie’s mom and Whitney’s dad died years ago. Of course their parents had to meet and eventually get married. Whitney hated Callie’s family, but hated Callie the most. Callie sometimes wished that her stepsister would just disappear, but dead? What would her parents say? Callie couldn’t help but feel responsible.
She continued to sob. “It’s all my fault…I shouldn’t have forced her into the club. I-I…”

"Hey, don't blame yourself," Pine replied, patting her head awkwardly, trying to comfort her. "You had nothing to do with the plane crashing and you had nothing do do with her feelings to you." He stroked her hair softly.

Callie continued crying for a bit. Eventually, she broke away.
“Thanks Pine, but…” Callie hiccuped a bit as she tried to speak. She tried to calm down, but the tears kept flowing down. She just wanted to curl up and die in a hole. “I…sh-should go b-back. You keep looking for supplies.” She stood up and began running away from the scene.

(idk, she's been gone for awhile)
"O-okay." Pine watched her sullenly as she left. Is Dale dead, too? God, that would crush her…

(I hope she didn’t leave for good :’( )
Callie ran and ran and ran until she couldn’t see the wreckage.
“ARGH! WHY!” She kicked and screamed at the nearest tree. She began punching this tree with all her might, fueled by rage. “I HATE THIS STUPID TRIP! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT!” She picked up a rock and chucked it at the tree. She looked at the her hands. They were bleeding. She looked back up and saw a dent in the tree’s bark. She hated all the damage. Eventually she broke down and cried.

She heard the calm bubbling of the river nearby. She walked down hill to the river and just sat and cried. The flow of that brook soothed her a bit. She then noticed River and Cassie fishing downstream. Callie just hoped they didn’t hear her outburst.