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Seril nearly broke out into a sweat when she asked if you had ever seen one. He thought to himself, if only this girl knew how close she was to an Anomolous, would she stake him? He wondered if he had ever heard of her family but he couldn't put a figure on it. Back in Till there wasn't much talk on the politics of the other zones. "No, we had an old man when I was a kid that got taken away but I never met him myself" he said slipping his hands into his pockets. He was intrigued by this girl and certaintly wanted to continue the convorsation. he didn't know what to say though so he looked at his feet and pondered what to query next. "So what's Focal like then?" he said only having seen the large skyscrapers and tall buildings in his way in, in the limousine.
@SheriffLlama Chess couldn't help but crack a smile. No one ever called him by his real name, but he didn't mind, he found it pretty funny that the boy from Till would automatically say his actual name instead of the one he had just told him. He shook the big guys hand and looked down the hall to see if anyone was walking by, he wasn't really sure what to say so he just blurted out the first thing that came to his mind. "So you're from Till?" He said hoping that didn't sound too rude, and then his smile dropped a little realising it might have. He pulled up his sleeves looking at the door leading between their rooms, "So what did you do for fun around Till? I've never been, but I hear it's almost dead silent at night. Sounds like you ain't never getting away with nothing." He said a thought running through his head. Mason was the biggest guy among the Trainees, why shouldn't he make him his friend, if anything it'll get him closer to the end than having to do everything alone. Somewhere in the back of Chess's mind he knew that probably wasn't the real reason, somewhere deep was telling him he was just tired of being alone.
@SheriffLlama
Chess heard a light knock on his door and walked away from his desk to answer it. Well, he thought to himself, guess its time to get it over with and meet this roommate. He hoped he wasn't to friendly. As a matter of fact he hoped they were all positively shit. It wouldn't be hard to defeat them that way. He opened the door to see a surprisingly big guy standing there in some denim jeans, he had to be from Till, who else still wore denim jeans? Especially ones like that. Chess had to strain his neck to look the other boy in the face, but he put his hand out and put on the best smile he could. No use in them thinking he was an introvert, he just couldn't go catching feelings. "My name is Chess, you know like the game." He said rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly still smiling, this kid could crush him.
@Imaginary
Seril leaned on his door frame and crossed his arms, knowing it was a little safer now. "Yeah" He told her brushing some hair out of his face. "I ain't-" he said suddenly stopping himself mid sentence. Damn hick he thought "I haven't ever been to Focal actually" He said thinking that sounded kind of dumb now. He looked Nya up and down again trying not to come off as pervy, "So whats your story, you dont look like you fell off the back of the truck like some of these girls." He said chuckling under his breath, he supposed it wasn't there fault they were that way but that sure as hell didn't mean they needed to act that way all the time. He couldn't wait to see how the Guard would handle some of them. He would probably write his sister about the girls here and how much different the ones back home are. He almost made a copy right in front of Nya but quickly stopped himself.
He definitely needed to stop using that thing before he got himself killed.
Chess
Chess heard a light knock on his door and walked away from his desk to answer it. Well, he thought to himself, guess its time to get it over with and meet this roommate. He hoped he wasn't to friendly. As a matter of fact he hoped they were all positively shit. It wouldn't be hard to defeat them that way. He opened the door to see a surprisingly big guy standing there in some denim jeans, he had to be from Till, who else still wore denim jeans? Especially ones like that. Chess had to strain his neck to look the other boy in the face, but he put his hand out and put on the best smile he could. No use in them thinking he was an introvert, he just couldn't go catching feelings. "My name is Chess, you know like the game." He said rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly still smiling, this kid could crush him.
@Imaginary
Seril
Seril leaned on his door frame and crossed his arms, knowing it was a little safer now. "Yeah" He told her brushing some hair out of his face. "I ain't-" he said suddenly stopping himself mid sentence. Damn hick he thought "I haven't ever been to Focal actually" He said thinking that sounded kind of dumb now. He looked Nya up and down again trying not to come off as pervy, "So whats your story, you dont look like you fell off the back of the truck like some of these girls." He said chuckling under his breath, he supposed it wasn't there fault they were that way but that sure as hell didn't mean they needed to act that way all the time. He couldn't wait to see how the Guard would handle some of them. He would probably write his sister about the girls here and how much different the ones back home are. He almost made a copy right in front of Nya but quickly stopped himself.
He definitely needed to stop using that thing before he got himself killed.
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Seril:
Seril nearly bumped into a girl on his way out of the room and had to immediately retrieve his copy, letting it slip back into his body hoping the girl had been as startled as him. From the look on her face, Seril thought she was. He stood there for a moment kind of ogling the girl standing in front of him. He wasn't the best when it came to talking to the opposite sex, he barely managed a "Uh, can I help you?" instantly almost smacking himself in the forehead for sounding so damn Till. "You must be Nyaleena." He said pointing to the room next to his. There was no other reason one of these girls would be knocking on his door, especially not one like this. Seril blushed a bit trying to brush away that thought. "Im uh, Seril" He said sticking out his hand. @Imaginary
@ScarlettWaters16 Hey Scarlett Id like to remind you I'm still in this I just have to finish my bio since I'm sure TBR isn't allowed.
isnt your char Lilith? if so you spot has been reserved i think
Also people join the chat! do it! DOIT!@#$#%!$^%
Final Roommate Update
Finn & Logan
Seril & Nya
Linc & Paige
Dyana & Colt
Alda & Estella
Citrine & Sarah
Derric & Tarvas
Mason & Chess
Zeph & Lilith (by default)
Over 4000 chars for your ass *explosions*
Seril:
Seril followed quietly behind the rest of the students after the ordeal over who's junk was bigger. Seril wasn't brought down much by his peers, most of them seemed to be getting along great and he even wondered who would be his roommate. The last kid stepped out of a Focal Limo music blaring he was slipping on a shoe. Seril figured most of the kids from Focal would have a lot of luggage but this boy only had the button up shirt and pants he was wearing. Seril brought a backpack, he had thought he was under packing.
The group moved on and Seril went with them passing a boy carrying another recruits luggage in the Trainee halls. He heard the boy Logan introducing himself to his roommate and scoffed a bit at his questioning the boys poverty statues. Good thing Logan wasn't here to beat up the poor kids. He smiled to himself thinking that was pretty funny when he heard the other boy in the conflict mention Logan.
He read the name tag and gave one knock on the door. "Your names Cole then" he said his voice a little weak. "I just wanted to tell you that we ain't all like him. Logan I mean. Ya'll don't get the wrong impression from him is all, I'm sayin." He turned to go to his own room and realized it was the next door down. "Names Seril by the way looks like I'm your neighbor". He looked over to see who his roommate would be. He blushed a bit when he read the name. He didn't know it, but it definitely wasn't a masculine name. He just hoped Nyaleena wasn't rude like some of the girls he had noticed on the way in. Maybe rude isn't the word he was looking for. Oh yeah stuck up bitch. That's what he hoped she wasn't.
He got inside and locked the doors. He took a deep breath and next to him eyes closed there appeared two copies of him almost winding together out of nowhere like cloth. He tossed his backpack to one of them and he caught it already placing his stuff around the room. He then sat at the desk admiring the room for a moment. It was bigger than all the rooms at his house, even there living room. He picked one of the books on Guard training that was sitting on the desk "I knew I'd find something for you to do," he said tossing the book into his other clones hands as his eyes flicked open.
"Seril it's not good to talk to yourself." The one putting away the stuff said as the other plopped on the bed and opened a book. Serial turned around instantly. He didn't, know how many different copies he could make but they weren't always exact copies. Some of them where mindless dolls that Seril almost puppeteered around but others were almost like different versions of himself. Some were angry, some we're sad, others couldn't stop talking, and a few even tried to name themselves. They all knew that they were him, and he was them though, they didn't do anything he didn't know about. The talkative one flew back into him like thread detangeling?
"You got any input" he said to the one sitting on the bed. It shook its head and kept reading. Serial wouldn't know what was read until the clone was reabsorbed. Not that he couldn't it just gave you wicked headaches to focus that much. He turned to his clone and made sure everything in the room looked good before he left. No use wasting time, and he didn't want one of his copies to go to the dinner cause he never knew what could happen here.
Chess: Chess got out of the car slipping on his shoe. He chased after the rest of the group and caught up to them noticing he was the only one with no luggage. He was a Guard trainee now though, he didn't need anything else. He walked past everyone else not saying a word to the others and he quickly found his room not even looking at the name tag on the door next to his.
He saw one boy in a very ugly looking sweater walk by and he opened the door slipping in. He had a lot of planning to do. Everyone else here didn't seem to know what was at stake here. He'll maybe they didn't even have much at stake. But Chess knew he was gonna win no matter what, and if he didn't make any friends in the process, we'll he didn't need them after all then did he. He wouldn't mind having a friend though, he thought to himself looking at all the stuff in the room. He just hopped they would underestimate him in the end. The underdog always has the greatest victories.
He decided, he was gonna play it safe. But that meant not being himself and he wasn't sure how long he could act here. A whole year?
Seril followed quietly behind the rest of the students after the ordeal over who's junk was bigger. Seril wasn't brought down much by his peers, most of them seemed to be getting along great and he even wondered who would be his roommate. The last kid stepped out of a Focal Limo music blaring he was slipping on a shoe. Seril figured most of the kids from Focal would have a lot of luggage but this boy only had the button up shirt and pants he was wearing. Seril brought a backpack, he had thought he was under packing.
The group moved on and Seril went with them passing a boy carrying another recruits luggage in the Trainee halls. He heard the boy Logan introducing himself to his roommate and scoffed a bit at his questioning the boys poverty statues. Good thing Logan wasn't here to beat up the poor kids. He smiled to himself thinking that was pretty funny when he heard the other boy in the conflict mention Logan.
He read the name tag and gave one knock on the door. "Your names Cole then" he said his voice a little weak. "I just wanted to tell you that we ain't all like him. Logan I mean. Ya'll don't get the wrong impression from him is all, I'm sayin." He turned to go to his own room and realized it was the next door down. "Names Seril by the way looks like I'm your neighbor". He looked over to see who his roommate would be. He blushed a bit when he read the name. He didn't know it, but it definitely wasn't a masculine name. He just hoped Nyaleena wasn't rude like some of the girls he had noticed on the way in. Maybe rude isn't the word he was looking for. Oh yeah stuck up bitch. That's what he hoped she wasn't.
He got inside and locked the doors. He took a deep breath and next to him eyes closed there appeared two copies of him almost winding together out of nowhere like cloth. He tossed his backpack to one of them and he caught it already placing his stuff around the room. He then sat at the desk admiring the room for a moment. It was bigger than all the rooms at his house, even there living room. He picked one of the books on Guard training that was sitting on the desk "I knew I'd find something for you to do," he said tossing the book into his other clones hands as his eyes flicked open.
"Seril it's not good to talk to yourself." The one putting away the stuff said as the other plopped on the bed and opened a book. Serial turned around instantly. He didn't, know how many different copies he could make but they weren't always exact copies. Some of them where mindless dolls that Seril almost puppeteered around but others were almost like different versions of himself. Some were angry, some we're sad, others couldn't stop talking, and a few even tried to name themselves. They all knew that they were him, and he was them though, they didn't do anything he didn't know about. The talkative one flew back into him like thread detangeling?
"You got any input" he said to the one sitting on the bed. It shook its head and kept reading. Serial wouldn't know what was read until the clone was reabsorbed. Not that he couldn't it just gave you wicked headaches to focus that much. He turned to his clone and made sure everything in the room looked good before he left. No use wasting time, and he didn't want one of his copies to go to the dinner cause he never knew what could happen here.
Chess: Chess got out of the car slipping on his shoe. He chased after the rest of the group and caught up to them noticing he was the only one with no luggage. He was a Guard trainee now though, he didn't need anything else. He walked past everyone else not saying a word to the others and he quickly found his room not even looking at the name tag on the door next to his.
He saw one boy in a very ugly looking sweater walk by and he opened the door slipping in. He had a lot of planning to do. Everyone else here didn't seem to know what was at stake here. He'll maybe they didn't even have much at stake. But Chess knew he was gonna win no matter what, and if he didn't make any friends in the process, we'll he didn't need them after all then did he. He wouldn't mind having a friend though, he thought to himself looking at all the stuff in the room. He just hopped they would underestimate him in the end. The underdog always has the greatest victories.
He decided, he was gonna play it safe. But that meant not being himself and he wasn't sure how long he could act here. A whole year?
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