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8 yrs ago
Current soon, I'll do it soon. sooooooooon.
8 yrs ago
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8 yrs ago
I just got really busy, replies are at a standstill, I'll try to get something up as soon as possible.
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8 yrs ago
why??! is?? my!! scheduled!!! so?? messed!? up!!! I!Just!! want! Peace???
8 yrs ago
Soon.

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I am very small, thank you. I love drawing and writing, mostly fantasy and post apocalyptic stuff.
I'm in every fandom pretty much, Anime, cartoons, T.V shows, web comics, video games, just everything.


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She sat as best she could and looked over her shoulder, turning around would be a waste of time. Eve had honestly thought he mightn't misspoken, but his face gave no sign of it if he had. If anything he looked downtrodden. Perhaps he'd not heard her right , the chambers were echoey and perhaps she aught to repeat herself. "I meant where are we going, we can't become rats and live in the air ducts,". She thought for a moment perhaps she was being to harsh,".

She glanced behind herself again, this time turning slightly. He really did look rather sad. "I'm Eve by the way, have you got a name glasses?" This was her attempt at friendliness, not perfect but not the worst. In the long run Eve could see that having someone else along would come in handy. Truthfully enough it already had. Without this guy she'd be frozen and dead and trapped in that room with a door that might have had a manual way to open it.
The crazy man knew parkour. The crazy man, he was like a freaking majestic ballerina. Eve was almost certain that nothing could get any more strange in the next hour. Sure she could feel were the connective tissues of her shoulder had been strained and figured they might bruise but that was worse case senerio and honestly even that wasn't that bad. "i'm fine." she said offhand as she turned to make her way through the ventilation system.

Moving along was tollsome, everything looked the same and there was no telling where they aught to even go. Eve tried to recall the layout of the facility. After awhile though she had no clue. Directions had never been her strong suit, and the lack of variation didn't help. "okay, where now glasses?" she said after what felt like an exceptionally long time, though it had only been a few minuets.
The women didn't appreciate the attitude. None the less he could be right about the air thing, she really didn't know, and anyways his plan wasn't the absolute worst. She scowled back at him anyway, easily expressing her displeasure through her facial features. Then without wasting anymore precious time she strode over and use him as a step stool to reach the vent. It's panel was hinged in place though easily removed due to years of rust. It took quite a bit of effort for her to heave herself up, she hadn't really had to strain herself since college when she had had a gym membership and used it. Inside the vent was unpleasant in a different sense than the room. It was warm at least but it was cramped and made odd noises, threatening often to give out from below.

Gathering her breath and wit she turned around and held her arm out so that whatever his name was could get up to. She could only offer one, she'd need the other to hold herself up.
One of the oldest looking Huffelpuffs stood up and cleared his voice. "Hello, first years, and everyone else" He grinned, over at the girl Brynn had spoke to before. "I'm Avery Sporpkin, One of the Huffelpuff prefects We'll leave as soon as everyone else gets finished shoving their way around. So first off a few house rules I know were right by the kitchen but please refrain from bringing to much food in and clean up after yourselves there's no reason to leave it for the house elves. same for making your beds and being generally orderly. Second. Be nice to each other, I will dock points for fighting, in house or otherwise. Winning the house cup is not more important than getting along and being kind to everyone. Umm... and that's about it. You know just use your sense everyone will do fine." With that Avery cast a sidelong glance over at the door. It had cleared out sufficiently and he waved his hand signalling everyone onward.

The rout they took was very simple and direct. Down the nearest staircase; spiraling not the one that changes, over past the fruit picture; the entrance to the kitchen a 4th year pointed out sleepily, tap on this barrel just like this tap tap, tap-tap-tap; the syllable to 'Helga Huffelpuff'. The wooden barrels rolled over though they stayed stacked. Inside was a beautiful room. Candles and glass bottles of glowing rocks filled the room with luminescence, highlighting every bronze planter along the wall. The floor was soft wood and the room was decked with many pastel brown and yellow couches and chairs. The prefect Aver pointed to a hallway that led to the first year dorms.

Brynn who had stuck with Bishop the whole way, silently nodding took her leave. She gave one last sing song "good night, see you tomorrow," at her friend before scuffling off to bed. Tomorrow had guarantee to hold a lot but for now she was only worried about getting some sleep.
@LordofthePies
@6slyboy6
ahh thanks, I did it on my phone so it was really short!! I'll try and keep up the prose. :0c
I think this rps cool, as far as post-apocalyps it's more creative than nuclear war or zombies.
Her face remain stagnant with the news of everyone else's demise and even, as her mind quickly connected, their own. Hibernation had failed when granted it's face value, while Eve did give it deeper thought the original verdict still remained. She raised a shaking hand, and then the other, raising herself from the small cocoon that she had spent several lifetimes in. The chill of the air wasn't immediate but she had enough since to know that staying in the fridged temperatures to long could lead to many unpleasant ends. Her favorite sweater, though warm in most indoor environment proved useless against this particular brand of cold. She moved on, focusing solely on the cold would only kill her faster.

She dragged her gaze across the entire room. It was the same one she had left, though it now seemed much older. The walls were now worn and grey as was the tiled floor. The tech geek was now messing with the computer in the room, at least he seemed to be useful for something. Soon the air came on, rattling and hissing, reminding her that all this technology was old and no wonder it all shut off. The heat fell over the room in waves causing the frozen water and sweat to thaw and join in the reawakening. It dripped on the walls and the two life forms skin. This was a mild irritation, however they would need new attire anyway. Things had gone wrong and now they would need to be prepared for whatever lay outside.

After several more clicks the man cast her a wayward glance, a mournful light clearly distinguishable on his down turned face. What had he said, she'd spaced out for a moment. The door was it? "The door, is broken?" she guessed giving her best shot at what he might've said about the door. The door did something wrong his face said that much. "Why don't you just pull it open or something. Doors are supposed to have a manual way to open it's business law." She said, unamused by the situation. Inconveniences were one of the many things she loathed, and broken inanimate objects topped her list of inconveniences.
Eve closed her eyes tighter as her consciousness returned. 300 years had never felt shorter. One day had never even felt shorter than The Hibernation. The tap tap tap of feet alerted her to the other presence in the room. This was expected of course, the scientists who had set up the operation were intended to check on them before they wake.

But that didn't occur, atleast not quickly enough. She pried her eyes open, and yawned. Blinky she noticed the guy making his way over, finally.

"Wakey, wakey" he said, his tone difficult to appraise. This guy could not be the scientist who was in charge of the habitation, wakey wakey was just to childish a thing to say, and any way she already knew what he actually was. He was a participant in the hibernation some sort of tech guy.

She squinted her eyes in condemnation. "Don't talk to me like I'm a child, and where are the people who actually know what they're doing," she spoke coldy. Her words echoing that which she'd said to her parents before the ice came to the world.

She had meant to sound detached although her voice neglected anything but scorn. For now it is best to know that she can atune her voice to be much more calouse, and that if at anytime she finds reason to sound other wise it will be the thin Vail gained by an accomplished health practitioners who must occasionally work with small children.
@6slyboy6
It's chill. Good luck on your tests.
@AbysmalDemon
We probably aught to get moving from the great hall or time skip.
Idk that's just me.
@LordofthePies
Brynn couldn't help but chuckle as well. Something about other people laughing had that effect on her. "Truth be told I forgot I was wearing it until we had to change. Anyway I got it at a yard sale like two years ago maybe. It's pretty old now but it still works great except the nine and three look the same on the hour side." stopping for a moment she looked around. Most people seemed to still be talking or even eating. She was becoming rather tired and wondered when they might head to the dormitories where she could ensure her frog was okay and get some sleep. @LordofthePies
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