(Thanks)
Name: Luna Rosaline
Age (should be 15-30): 18
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: Shoulder length black hair, 5'7, brown eyes, lots of freckles, beige-tan skin,
Likes: Brownies, soccer, art, music, scented candles, the sky, weed.
Dislikes: Hiking, the colour red, spending money.
Personality: Believes in fate, funny, active, yet lazy.
Trivial information: idk
(I will put up my template tomorrow, if thats ok?)
(If you’re participating right now, then you have to put up a template so everyone can somewhat understand your character. But if you’re planning on starting tomorrow, then that’s fine.)
( Ok thanks cuz I have to go for the night.)
(I have to go now, but I’ll be back in about 2-3 hours.)
(ah well I'm gonna be gone when Callie gets back but you guys can start without me)
(welcome back)
(Thank you. Do you want to wait, or should I start?)
(Heyy, I have a quick question, just to confirm, we don't remember anything about our life before? Even our names?)
When she woke up, the first thing she noticed was that it was dark. The second thing she noticed was that she was alone. These two facts doused her in cold fear. The girl knew she didn’t fear the dark, just what could possibly be inside of the dark, but why? She wasn’t so sure. All she knew was that right now, she was alone, it was dark, and she was scared.
Then, almost as if luck was on her side, the lights flickered on, fighting off the darkness and the fear gripping her heart.
No longer afraid, she looked around. The room was fairly large, and while the girl wasn't quite sure how she knew it, she found it to her liking. Perhaps it was her room?
Shaking her head, the woman set her feet on the floor, biting her lip nervously as she searched for some shoes to wear. Just as she was wearing slippers, a scream ran through her room. It wasn’t a human scream, that was all she could tell you. It was dark, loud, shrilly, frightening— like a monster’s. It didn’t stop.
“Monsters don’t exist,” the girl laughed to herself to make herself feel better. “Monsters. Don’t. Exist.”
The shrill grew louder and the floor began to shake, as if a giant beast was playing jump-rope. Then it suddenly stopped, and did not start again.
“Okay, A—“ the girl paused, finding trouble in recalling her name. Fumbling with her fingers, she released a deep breath to calm herself down. She told herself it was nothing to worry about, and made her way towards the dressing table to find something useful.
She found a file, right there’s in the open, and to her surprise, it had a picture of her, along with a name on top of the file, written in bold.
“Amaryllis Stone…” the girl murmured. “My name?” She flipped open the file, trying to find necessary information, but when she got to the part where it said there were more like her, Amaryllis paused. If there were more here, she needed to find them. And escape this place. With that thought in mind, Amaryllis dug around for something to defend herself with, and carefully, she walked out of the door.
(I should clarify it better. I’ll edit the post to make it simpler.)
The woman woke up in an empty room. It was dark, a suffocating darkness that wrapped around her like curling smoke. She exhaled shakily, glancing around, pushing herself upright. Her face felt stiff. Frowning, she touched the left side of her face and winced. There were bandages on it. Had she gotten hurt?
She wandered out into the hall carefully, staying alert.
(ok thanks, I gtg seeya!)
(We’ll wait for others to arrive as well, so we can shape it better.)
(Hi, Callie! I'll join!)
(Yes! I was waiting for you!)
(Hi, Callie! I'll join!)
(Yes! I was waiting for you!)
(XD Sorry, I was at a meeting-thing last night, and it went later than usual.
I'll post my character in a few minutes.)
Name: Skye Hart
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: 5' 4"; wavy, pink-to-silver ombre inverted long bob; sapphire-blue eyes; fair skin
Likes: Cats, new hair colors, white Mustangs, archery, light and dark pink (not in between).
Dislikes: Purple, being the center of attention, spiders, fish (as food).
Personality: Shy around strangers, outgoing with friends; kind; wants to help everyone; super smart, but doesn't always show it.
Trivial information: Always has a song stuck in her head.
(Her link: Skye Hart )