Dave had woken up, but he didn't want to open his eyes. After staying up until nearly four in the morning trying to go to sleep, wracked with chills, headaches, and everything that was bad in the world, he had gotten no sleep. No alarm rang, for he had forgotten to set one. Several minutes later, Dave had finally gotten himself out from under the warm solace of the blankets, forcing himself upright. He rubbed his eyes a bit, and went to pull out some clothes for that day, but ended up falling asleep on the floor again.
"David! You'll be late for school!" His mother's stern voice woke him up again, and he winced. It was much louder than it should have been. He rolled over and looked up at her with the most disdainful expression he could muster. There was no way he could go to school in this condition. It would be hell. No, worse than hell. Yet even so, he picked himself up off the floor, and grabbed his clothes for that day. He grabbed his signature orange coat off the back of the door, and put it on with some difficulty, getting it backwards the first time. He picked his bag off the floor and slung it over his shoulder, going out the door and slamming it shut maybe a little too hard. He was regretting even getting out of bed. He was definitely going to be late, but he didn't care. He just wanted the day to be over.
The train jerked to a halt, and Dave woke up with a start. The rocking of the train, the dark subway tunnels, and the fact that he had only gotten two hours of sleep that night had lulled him into taking a nap. He scrambled out of his seat and dashed out the doors, which closed moments behind. He trudged up the stairs, through the exit, and into the doors of the high school. His mood hadn't improved any during the train ride to school, and he was still completely out of it. He grabbed the pen from its holder and signed into the "late binder" as it was called. The receptionist glared at Dave through half-moon glasses, and Dave returned with a death stare that caused her to go pale and look away. He slammed the pen down on to the desk and stalked away to his first period math class, ignoring the stares he got when he entered the room and sat down. The teacher resumed talking but he paid no mind as he tried to grab Pen's attention. He would have to ask her what was going on.
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I'm guessing that will involve killing off someone.
In any case, I'm willing to press on even if we have only a few people. But yeah, I know where you're coming from, I'm getting a little impatient too. I wanna get to the good part, we only got past a little bit!
In any case, I'm willing to press on even if we have only a few people. But yeah, I know where you're coming from, I'm getting a little impatient too. I wanna get to the good part, we only got past a little bit!
It's just Dalyuk, I'm into Korean stuff and the language, and I sort of based it off of names and sounds from that. It looks like 달육, if you want to Google Translate it to see.
On another topic, if you can't post anything for a while, at least let us know somehow. This is how so many roleplays die, lack of communication. If you don't want to carry on, tell us! We won't be offended. I don't want this one to die.
On another topic, if you can't post anything for a while, at least let us know somehow. This is how so many roleplays die, lack of communication. If you don't want to carry on, tell us! We won't be offended. I don't want this one to die.
Yeah, movies can only entertain me for so long! Let's get this train on the way to mystery, suspense, and action!
I hate to 1) double post and 2) post irrelevant things, but I just watched the movie Paprika, and it was so freaking weird but amazing at the same time. I suggest you watch it when you get the time
Vegetarian characters: prepare to not be vegetarian anymore.
Whitney had gone ahead after Dave gave the word. The hallway wasn't much different than the last, but there was certainly more interesting things. Dave went on ahead and saw Pen and Whitney duck down a side hallway just up ahead.
"Guys - let's have a look down here," he heard Pen call to the rest. He followed them and saw them standing in front of a significant-looking door, something that would surely have the security the previous doors lacked.
"Seems like we've hit a dead end," she said nervously. "So, does anyone know how we can get in? Dave shrugged himself. While he was certainly very good at climbing into places he was not supposed to be, and hiding from overweight security officers, picking locks was not a skill he possessed. As if on cue, Ula, the incredibly quiet one that Dave, surprisingly, had never talked to, walked in front of him towards the door. She reached into her hair and took out a couple pins, and knelt in front of the lock, and after a few moments, the locked clicked and Ula shoved the door open.
"Tadaa," she muttered matter-of-factly. Dave was impressed. He made a note to at least get to know her. Terraline, and Alvira, who had since joined them, stepped into the room beyond, Dave following behind as Alvira pushed open the door for the others. Absolute white was before him.
"What the hell?" Dave asked incredulously. There was, of course, absolutely nothing there. He began to walk forward, footsteps echoing throughout the space, looking around, but seeing nothing.
"Is this like a storage space or something?" he asked to nobody in particular. "Why lock an empty room if you've got nothing to hide?" He shrugged and turned back to the entrance and to where everyone else was. The moment he exited the room, however, he nearly lost his balance as a sudden rush of unusual lightheadedness washed over him, forcing him to lean against the wall for a moment. He pushed himself back up to standing, breathing heavily, the sense of fatigue not quite having gone away.
"Guys - let's have a look down here," he heard Pen call to the rest. He followed them and saw them standing in front of a significant-looking door, something that would surely have the security the previous doors lacked.
"Seems like we've hit a dead end," she said nervously. "So, does anyone know how we can get in? Dave shrugged himself. While he was certainly very good at climbing into places he was not supposed to be, and hiding from overweight security officers, picking locks was not a skill he possessed. As if on cue, Ula, the incredibly quiet one that Dave, surprisingly, had never talked to, walked in front of him towards the door. She reached into her hair and took out a couple pins, and knelt in front of the lock, and after a few moments, the locked clicked and Ula shoved the door open.
"Tadaa," she muttered matter-of-factly. Dave was impressed. He made a note to at least get to know her. Terraline, and Alvira, who had since joined them, stepped into the room beyond, Dave following behind as Alvira pushed open the door for the others. Absolute white was before him.
"What the hell?" Dave asked incredulously. There was, of course, absolutely nothing there. He began to walk forward, footsteps echoing throughout the space, looking around, but seeing nothing.
"Is this like a storage space or something?" he asked to nobody in particular. "Why lock an empty room if you've got nothing to hide?" He shrugged and turned back to the entrance and to where everyone else was. The moment he exited the room, however, he nearly lost his balance as a sudden rush of unusual lightheadedness washed over him, forcing him to lean against the wall for a moment. He pushed himself back up to standing, breathing heavily, the sense of fatigue not quite having gone away.
I guess tonight is probably tomorrow then.
Just kidding.
Just kidding.
Alrighty. I'll have a post up later tonight, hopefully.
Oh yeah, question time! Are there/do you think any physical changes occur other than wolf-transformy-thingy, sharp nails/teeth, and golden eyes with the virus/disease?
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