@CWTurtleOfFreedom
Victoria ate another chip. “Or at least, that’s what he’s hoping.”
Victoria ate another chip. “Or at least, that’s what he’s hoping.”
Corban mock-glares at Victoria, but her words are true. "Hey, optimism is a rarity. Why not make it thing again?"
“Eh. Optimism is overrated,” Victoria shrugged.
(Name: Charlotte Chambers
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Personality: Sharp, intelligent, very direct but not in a tactless way, proud, independent
Appearance: Something along these lines https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/169025792248412583/
Astrological Sign (Because why not): 22nd of May so whichever that is
Background (Optional): Raised in a poor household, her family (a younger brother, very young twins, dad) all died very quickly save for her mother, who disappeared
Other: Fluent in French and English
So where are you guys right now?)
Corban, suddenly serious, replies. "Sometimes, but pure pessimism is dangerous."
[@amber, we're all at the house of a fellow high school student (there was a party). I believe it is late evening? And the first wave has just occurred (an EMP that has caused all electrical technology to cease working; phones, satellites, lights, etc.), but our characters, and the majority of the world, has no idea that it is an alien attack. @♥️.The.Girl.Who.Is♥️ is controlling when the waves occur.]
Charlotte had been sitting alone in the living room, empty bottle in hand, when the lights went out. She reached into her pocket to take out her phone for light: no wifi either. She slowly stood up and stumbled outside to check if any lights were on..
"Guys?" she called out, noticing a group sat in the yard.
[Our characters so far (Note: I have placed a clown, because they're awesome, next to each character active in this RP in the last week, and next to the newest character):
I don't think anyone has changed their usernames from these, but if they have, please inform me.
(I'm another rp with Oakie Dokie and haven't seen him in some time either)
[Sofia (@♥.The.Girl.Who.Is♥), Victoria (@TheTurtleOfFreedom), Corban (@Peter Duende), and Brandon Fintan (@10yson) are all in the front yard.]
(kay ^^' I corrected)
(So, I just noticed that I've been putting 'Corvin' down instead of 'Corban' again. I've fixed each of the wrong posts. :[] )
Corban turns around at the uncertain greeting of a girl's voice near the porch. "Hey, join the party." He calls back.
Charlotte cautiously walks down to them. "You guys know what happened?" She sits next to the guy who answered. She's pretty sure his name was Corban, but decides not to call him by name just in case.
Corban shakes his head. He tries to place the girl, although it's dark and he can't determine quite what she looks like, and after a moment he's sure he has at least a few classes with this her. Candice? No. Shirley?
After a second he realizes she probably couldn't see him nonverbally affirm the negative, so he says, "No." Scrambling for a positive note, he lamely adds. "Hopefully it doesn't last too long."
Charlotte nods slowly. "Yeah. Fingers crossed." She looked out past the street, a little farther into town. "Big area to have gone down, though."
Corban nods. "It's as far as I can see." He absently pulls his phone out of his pocket, but puts it back immediately. "It sucks that our phones don't work, though. We can't fin out what's going on…not online at least."
"Have you guys seen anyone in the streets? Maybe someone along here knows something?" She looked up and down the street again, finding nothing but darkness. "Surprised panic hasn't started yet."
"I haven't seen anyone." Corban looks down the street, too, but also sees nothing. "I don't think the paranoid mobs would've formed yet," he jokes, and then says seriously. "But I'm surprised the police aren't out and about."
A sudden thought. "Man, the cars must be out, too!"
Charlotte looked back at him, surprised. "You think? That'd be a pretty bad outage, especially for a big city." She paused, thinking. "That would… If it's citywide, that'd cut us off completely…" She looked up, worry starting to settle. She suddenly jumped to her feet and pointed at the sky. "What is that?"
(Remember, @♥️.The.Girl.Who.Is♥️ is going to be initiating each of the Waves.)
(yes yes)
"Is that… it looks like a plane. Please tell me it isn't a plane." Charlotte ripped the elastic out of her har to tie it back up again. A nervous habit.
(does she control other events? I consider 'events' as falling planes)
(I thought you were doing something else.)
Corban looks sharply up, his eyes widen and he stumbles back but doesn't fall. A dark shape is falling like lead through the sky, growing larger. "I-I……" No, please, no. "It is."
"Oh," Charlotte breathes. "Oh>" She covers her mouth with her hand, breathing deeply. "This is just the start, isn't it?" she said quietly, looking back down.
(Notebook.ai is shlow today…..again. sigh Asking for a perfect website is just too far, though.)
Corban frowns at her odd comment, but continues to stare at the plane. It's nose occasionally points away from the ground-someone is clearly trying to pilot the thing through gliding-but it's still making a dangerous, rapid descent.
(Yeah, it keeps 'Error'ing me)
She stares up at the sky at Corban's side, hoping it'll suddenly stabilise. But it just keeps falling, faster and faster. All she can imagine s being on it, freefalling while you have no choice but to stay strapped down and pray.
Victoria pressed a fist to her mouth, her eyes filling with tears. “Oh my God.” She sent up a silent prayer for the people in the plane, though she doubted that any god was listening; this wouldn’t be happening otherwise.
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