Name: Aubrey Carter
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance: http://livesstar.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/09/short-wavy-haircuts-for-women-blonde-fine-hair.jpg
Usual Outfit: https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f9/93/ab/f993abd60ec7e0af4da4f13c54c3afab.jpg
Personality: Can be outgoing, but is also shy.
Backstory: Develop.
Other: Develop.
(I'm back, give me a second.)
Name: Astrid Hollyn Pierce
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/855472891693517892/
Usual Outfit: Orange-y yellow and white striped t-shirt, light skinny jeans ripped at the knees, black combat boots, and a black plaid shirt tied around her waist.
Personality: Born leader, brave, clever, protective, a good listener, friendly, kind, down-to-earth, outgoing, laid-back, keeps her head in lose-your-head-worthy situations, patient
Backstory: You'll see…….
Other: Is a dancer(mostly hip-hop), is a decent singer, is a really good fighter, loves parkour, has a fair amount of medical knowledge and experience. Whatever It Takes by Imagine Dragons is her favorite song. (Other stuff will be written in…)
(Awesome! Sorry, I won't be on for a while.)
(Well hi.)
(I understand)
(Tbh, I kinda stole Peggy Carter's last name…)
(Lol)
(I am here!!!
For now…
I was thinking we could start with them already being hostages – and so we would start with the dialogue above – and then they have to escape. Thoughts?)
(Hi!
Good idea!)
(Cool. Do you want to be the person eating or the other one?)
(I honestly don't care.)
(Lol. Okay, I think Astrid sounded more like she would be the one eating, so I'll start, then.)
(Okay, great. Lol)
(Lol. Sorry, I'm responding to the Cliche RP, and it's taking me a while.)
Aubrey lifted her head from its resting place on the dining room table. She noticed Astrid looking through cabinets and the fridge and gave her a confused look.
"Astrid… What're you doing?" she asked warily.
Astrid paused. Then she looked over at Aubrey. "…..eating."
Aubrey's brow creased. "We're being held hostage… and you're raiding the kitchen…?" she questioned.
(Raiding the kitchen?)
"Hey, they didn't say that the fridge was off limits. And besides, I didn't eat this morning." Astrid said defensively.
(I gtg to supper)
(Oops. I'll fix it…)
"O-kaaay… Why didn't you eat breakfast?" Aubrey asked. "It's, like, the most important meal of the day."
(Darn, okay.)
(Hi, I'm back.)
Astrid grabbed a container of cottage cheese and a spoon and sat don beside Aubrey. She ate in silence for a few minutes, coming up with the right words to say. Finally she answered slowly, "My dad left us almost a month ago. I didn't say anything because I thought he'd come back. He didn't. Mom doesn't have a job and she's pregnant with twins, and I have five younger siblings. Dad took all the money so we're basically just living off the money I get at my job at Lola's Cafe, which isn't enough to feed seven people. So when I can, I give up my food for them." Astrid's voice broke slightly.
(Hi! I've actually gtg, but I'll post this.)
Aubrey blinked once, her mouth opening and closing as her mind searched for something to say. Finally, she managed to whisper, "I'm so sorry."
(Awwww……….okay. See you later then!)
Astrid gave a bitter laugh. "You have nothing to be sorry for. The one who'll be sorry is my dad when I find him." She said softly. "I can't believe he would just leave." She curled her hands into fists as she brought her knees up to her chest.
"And so now you're here, taking jobs like this whenever you can?" Aubrey asked, curious.
Astrid nodded. "Yeah. It's–not the ideal thing. But I have to do something. It's really hard to return home covered in injuries and blood, but I make it work. I told me mom that I'm going to a self-defense class, but I don't know how long she'll buy it."