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That would be wonderful! I find that during this time period I’m writing so many of those dark to good characters and would love the advice.

Also I just picked up on it DID YOU JUST REFER TO YOURSELF IN THIRD PRRSON IN THE POST BEFORE?

And lastly, your IC post was really good. I laughed a lot, imagining Ed as some sort of anime fanboy.

EDIT: OH MY GOD I FOUND OUT WHERE I GOT BERGSON FROM. It’s the last name of the artist Ed was listening to on the way to the university. And I thought I was original

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AHHHH IM SO HAPPY YOU LIKE HER!

I've written several dark characters before but I think she's truly made of something different than the others. There's something in Sofie that I would love to explore more and I'm happy it's through this role play.

I honestly have written so many pure, good characters that I think it's a bit more interesting to write about a character who may or may not change into the heroic person we want them to be. I like seeing growth in my characters and I think Victor and Sofie could very well explore that a lot in the RP!

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The silence between the three of them was unbearable. God it was so bad. Sofie usually had no problem with silence but the space between them was loud with a flurry of thoughts. She couldn't bear noisy thoughts, all that energy buzzing around aimlessly made her think back to her past.

"What brings such a pretty girl to a place like this? You could be a model if you wanted."

She'd worked to get here. She had worked so hard to earn herself a place at Percell, to brush off all of her past and to get to a point where she could finally be free and now this guy was suggesting she didn't come here to learn? That she wasn't capable of learning?
It made her mad and she knew what she would've done if this was happening a year or so ago. Her fingernails clacked against the bleachers as she tried to keep her anger in. Each vibration in the metal below her grounded her. She had to calm down. Her hands itched to get the swiss knife she'd buried within her boot but she kept still. Sofie could not blow up. Sofie wouldn't risk her future like that.
Slowly, carefully she responded "Thank you for complimenting me, but I came here to learn."
Then she faded into silence.

The Swiss blade's handle scratched against her skin as she moved her boot and she shuddered. It was so hard keeping it all back. What she wouldn't do to feel the blade slicing against skin.

She closed her eyes and breathed in deep.

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Oh hi! I'm so sorry for the short response I had to your long one. It would be a lot of thinking on Sofie's side and I didn't really want to do a whole chapter of that.
And Bergson was just a suggestion of his name, I didn't even know how I thought of it in the first place. Do change it to Justin if you'd like!
Ed seems very diplomatic and I think that'll be one of the things that draws Sofie to him. She's a mysterious character as of now but I do have a faint idea of her past and hopefully that should be revealed every so often.

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Sofie startled when the other boy sitting close by decided to intervene.
Thank the stars that it had happened when it did. She immediately relaxed herself and decided she would find another place to sit, even if she had to sit on the floor. As she made to get up she heard the other boy say something. He was asking for her name.
"I'm Sofie." She responded abruptly, halfway out of her seat. As she scanned the bleachers to see if she could get another seat she decided that leaving would be rude. Should she sit back down or...she shook her head. Why was she so indecisive? She had just been here for a few minutes and she was already creating trouble.

Sofie had wanted to start again at Purcell but look at what she was doing. She was not going to be weak and silent anymore. She'd had enough of that in her past. She would make good choices and she wouldn't care about what people thought of her. She nodded to herself and slowly sat back down. She's fought so much to get to this point nothing in hell was going to lose her chance at staying here.

She fell quiet and thought for a bit. She couldn't do it. She couldn't even look at both boys, choosing instead to glance at them every so often. She was so weak. She hated herself for it.

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@Thinslayer

Sofie settled down on one part of the isolated bleachers within the stadium, her small brown knit bag beside her and suitcase cradled between her knees. She sat with a certain nervousness, hugging her belongings in close and twitching every time someone sat down in her general vicinity.
"Lonely?" A smooth voice drifted down to her ears. She startled and whipped around to look at a boy around her age, arms crossed and smirking.
"I...No?" She responded. Her voice tinkled softly like chimes, almost seeming to silence the stadium racket for a millisecond.
"Bergson Somerset. It's nice to meet a pretty girl like you." He held out his hand.
Sofie quickly clasped his hands with her own, giving it a soft shake before letting her palms fall from his.
"I'm...Sofie." She cradled herself. He emanated a sort of danger, a sense of trouble that she had learned to detect before.
His hand reached out in the space between them before they made contact with a stray strand of blonde hair hanging in front of her eyes. He brushed it away while she stood stock still, afraid of any harm to come to her.

She needed help.

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Sofie Heichenback

Sofie has a mysterious past with some associating her with rebel forces or the royal family. However, all suspicions have never been confirmed by Sofie herself. She's a soft spoken girl with a dangerous edge yet she looks innocent and sweet. People have never stuck by her side for long, always feeling that misfortune would strike if they got too close. She's a risky gamble but someone out there, she is sure, is willing to go all in.

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WOOP WOOP!
I'm here! I'll add in my character and start writing ASAP.
Thanks for creating the thread! :)

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@PrinceAlexus

Do you need one more person?

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