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    1. Karisma 11 yrs ago

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Shit.Chick twirled on the balls of her feet once Eugene took a hold of her hand. She wasn't expecting that sort of response. Actually, she was hoping that Eugene would just chicken out and make her job easier.But it's not going to be that way, is it? Chick sighed, and let herself get dragged for a second or two, until she realized Eugene's grip was softer than she'd imagine. She pulled her hand away, with as much force as she could, and managed to slip from his weak grip. They were now right in front of the bathroom door, but Chick, who was now freed from Eugene's grip, stood her ground. "That wasn't an invitation, Master Eugene." She pointed out, slightly cocking her head to the side. "If possible, I'd like to take a shower in peace."

Chick walked past him, slightly pushing him aside and placing her palm on the bathroom's door knob. She glanced at the bathroom's door and then back at Eugene, waving the palm of her left hand in his direction. "Shoo now," her tone was that of a tired mother, who had had enough of her child's shenanigans. "There'll be time for that later." Better run in before he has a chance to get mad at me... She opened the bathroom door, without another word, and began walking in.
The creaking of the floor blended in with the clattering of their footsteps. For the most part, Chick kept quiet, the heavy atmosphere didn't even faze her. She allowed Eugene to lead her to the bedroom, letting her eyes take in her surroundings. After all, it never hurt to familiarize oneself with the every nook and cranny of her new prison. Every now and then, she would steal a glimpse towards Eugene, making sure that he was always in her field of vision. Once they reached the bedroom, she noticed Eugene stop midway. The tiled floor gave way to a carpeted one, the walls seemed gloomier than the lobby with only a few lamps illuminating the room. "Owners." She corrected him, not bothering to glance his way. How many were there exactly? After Kain and Nixon, I've lost count... She let her eyes survey the room once more, letting the silence flood the room.

To her far right, Chick noticed another door; she was certain that it would lead her to the bathroom. She walked towards it, stopping by the foot of the bed, just a few feet across from the bathroom door. She took a deep breath and braced herself for what was to come next. I despise this part... Chick slipped her shoes off, all in one smooth motion, not wasting any energy. And while she kept her eyes towards the bathroom door, Chick unbuttoned her black dress pants--which weren't originally such a deep black--and let them fall to the floor, her hands shaking while she did so. Now don't get too excited, she wasn't exposing anything; her shirt was long enough to cover her. She then went on and placed her fingers on the first button of her shirt, but paused as soon as she made contact. Next, as calmly as she could possibly manage, Chick turned around to meet Eugene's eyes. Leave."Oh," She exclaimed, feigning ignorance. "You're still there?" Leave. Her fingers were still wrapped around her shirt buttons, but they wouldn't budge an inch. Was it stupid? Yes. But for her, it was the fastest way to make sure that her supernatural friend hadn't requested her because he needed to satiate his urges. Leave.
Immamamam try to get a post in today, but it's finals week and I'm hella busy.

GOTTA PASS MAH CLASSES
Chick stood up, stretching like a lazy tabby in the process. She approached the very front of the cage, after its door was fully open, but stood a few feet away from the furry paw that was stretched out before her. A paw? Although perplexed, she pushed his paw away, lowered her head so that it wouldn't collide with the top of the cage, and exited the cage. Although dim, the lighting in the room felt as if she were being slapped with a ray of sunshine.Sheesh, how long have I been stuck in the dark? Her eyes fluttered, trying to shield her from the light, until she finally adjusted to the absence of the dark.

Chick knew her new owner--who was obviously male--had asked her a question, but she didn't bother replying right away. It was something she did recently; kept quiet, gauged her new master and determined how exactly she needed to behave. Her gaze rested upon him and the realization quickly dawned on Chick. Her face went from wide-eyed surprise to outright disgust. Before she even knew it, she furrowed her eyebrows and scrunched up her nose, her mouth tilting downwards as a result. She pursed her lips, hoping he didn't think to much over her reaction. A lycan. Really. Chick forced herself into her neutral expression, a cross between sullen and vacant. Real funny, Mr.Manager.

"I'm Chieka." She said softly, her voice voice getting softer, hoarse. She turned her head up deliberately slow, till her empty gaze made eye contact with the lycan's. "How bout yours, master?"
Well on land we have lions, bears, panthers, hippos, etc. And you don't see everyone just dropping and dying?
Obvs, the sea peeps picked area that habituated peaceful animals, just like us peeps on land, ya know?
Konno Risa
Today was the day. The day that Konno both dreaded and couldn't wait for; transfers from the sea village were arriving at her school. Of course, she wouldn't mingle out right with such people, but instead slowly ease her way in. Maybe make one of them my personal minion. She giggled at the thought of that, mentally giving herself a thumbs up. "I can have them calling me 'Your grace,'" She cheered and proceeded to curtsy and offer her hand as if waiting for her prince charming to kiss it, "My Goddess? My lady?" She said, as she broke eye contact with her imaginary servant. "The possibilities are endless."

Her thoughts were interrupted by the view of her school. She looked down at her watch, then back up at the school again. "Sheesh, I'm extremely early."

Theo Hammond
"No....No....nonononononononooooooo!" Theo's voice boomed in all directions as he rushed out of his house. Now, this wasn't your typical high school student scene, rushing with a piece of toast in his mouth. Instead, we see Theo doing a messy butterfly stroke, swimming faster than the school of fish next to him. Today was the day he would see the surface, without needing to infiltrate it too! He couldn't possibly miss his chance. His bookbag trailed behind him, picking up stray algae and most likely destroying the livelihood of the smaller creatures. "Oh Poseidon!" He swore, flapping and flailing his arms in sync with his legs. Until finally he reached the very top. He looked up at the sun's position, but then remembered he didn't know how to tell time from just staring at the sun. Instead, he look over at the edge of the water, and assumed he was safe. He saw a group of kids that he most certainly recognized. "Heeeeyy!!" He called out, edging closer to them.
Just Keep Swimming!

"Ayy lil mama, lemme whisper in yo ear."


Name:
Theo Hammond
Nickname:
His name is short, so he doesn't really need a nickname.
Age:
Fifteen
Gender:

Land or Sea:
The Village of the Sea.
Personality:
Theo is that one kid in your class who never manages to shut up, regardless of the situation. The simpleton who can't get the grasp of a situation and always ends up saying the wrong thing. In other words, Theo tends to be a naive, insensitive, little brat that is always looking at the bright side of life. It is extremely rare for him to get serious, thus you can imagine how poor his school grades are prone to be.
Biography:
Theo was born an only child to a simple family. He was always the first one to wake up in the morning, get ready and was usually the first in class. He enjoyed every aspect of his life. But there was always something that didn't sit right with him. He knew about the land villagers, but never had met one in person. Thus, as the years went by, his curiosity and yearning for land gradually grew to and irresistible urge to get there himself. The day before he was to enact his master plan of going to the surface, he heard the news; his middle school was closing down and they were going to be transferred to the surface! He promised himself that every day was going to be an adventure.
Crush:
His immaturity doesn't give him any space for crushes. But who knows? He might find the one.

ayyy I'm done
I'll make a sea boiii

mehbeh it'll even things out a bit
Chick bit her bottom lip, desperately trying to bite back her words. As she had rudely requested, the tapping had stopped, and silence finally engulfed the room. Her hostility died down and she slumped back against the bars of the cage once more. Her gaze rested to the darkness before her and she blocked the annoyance from her mind. Maybe it isn't my turn yet.

“Are we all going to be shot off somewhere? And where are we ending up at?”

Tch. Chick tried to ignore the question, tried to concentrate on something else, but it didn't work. From the sound of his voice, she could tell he was male. Or at least she assumed he was one. And the sudden urge to crush his spirits and terrify him was insatiable. "Shot off somewhere?" She scoffed, mocking the hint of fear she heard in his voice. She opened her mouth, ready point out how only death awaited them but she didn't even get her first word out. Chick stiffened. The loud complaints of her rusty cage interrupted her train of thought as it began shifting. "Just try not to do anything pathetically stupid." Chick managed to call out just before her cage was out of sight. She sat back on the right-most corner of her cage, took a black hair tie from her wrist and proceeded to bring together the stray strands of her chestnut brown hair. I wonder who it'll be this time. She wrapped the hair tie around her hair, trying her best to style it into a ponytail. "Wait. How long has it been since my last shower?" She boomed, desperately trying to shut out her loud heartbeats. She ran her fingers through the mess that she called her hair and waited until her cage reached her destination. Another gloomy room, with another psychopathic supernatural who will just love to exert its dominance over anything. She rested her chin atop her knees, waiting for her new 'master' to speak first.
A loud noise snapped Chick back to her senses. It's time.. The bloodcurdling screams gave Chick a clear mental image of the expressions they had as they were being taken away. It wasn't pretty, and she didn't want to be constantly reminded of those useless emotions. Chick opened her eyes, her gaze followed the last few cages as they were lifted from the ground. Scanning her surroundings as best as she could, she brought her hands close to her body, hugging her knees.It's time.... The loud clattering noise still resonated in her ears even as the silence returned. It's time.. Chick clenched her eyes shut, braced herself for what was to come and pushed aside any pangs of heartache that were attempting to intrude.

Tap, tap, tap, tap.

"What?" Chick mouthed the words, utterly confused. That's not the sound of my cage moving.

Tap, tap, tap, tap.

There it was again. And the sound gradually increasing. Chick tried to push it away from her mind, trying to concentrate on what was in front of her; the imminent fact that she was to be taken to another supernatural. But, tap that clacking noise kept tap interrupting her concentration tap and it wouldn't tap cease from--
"Will you shut the hell up?!" Chick snarled between clenched teeth. Her gaze pierced through the darkened room, looking straight at the source of the sound. A cage that housed another pathetic victim, one that apparently hadn't been transferred yet.
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