PsychoticBreakDown

Transcontinental

Anne finally got past the ticket man who stamped her ticket with nothing's 'security check but why did it take so long' she thought. Looking at her ticket it said train car 7. But where was that from the back to front or the front to back?

Boarding the seventh car going back to front was coach seating. " sorry , excuse me, wrong area." She said slipping her way through the crowds. Getting to the seventh car slowly. The train was so narrow she held her suit case above her head to get past. People rushing going both ways pushing and shoving. SEEING she was getting close since the last room was 5.

Looking in she saw the man from the bench and checked the car number.7 " Hello, I'm Anne" she said taking In how small of a space it was and contemplating where to put her suit case.

It would go with her feet on her bed since all her stuff for the trip like a tooth brush and a regular brush where in there. Plus a change of socks and her tablet. Walking in she placed the suit case next to the other chair and sat down Studying his movement.

Transcontinental

"The train to Chicago is coming passengers please get to the waiting area."(not sure how to phrase that )
Anne glanced up and put away her tablet. Looking over at the man she shook her head and picked up her suit case. Starting her walk downstairs to the train bay. ' well that took some time looks like my trip just got a little while longer. A plane would have been nice but saving money is niece's she thought looking through her bag as she walked.
Anne wasn't the best on trains or well any other moving veical so she had read up on everything train safety. Pulling out a little booklet she stood in line at the ticket man checking peoples ticket. ' step one when boarding a train,'

Transcontinental

Anne looked around the train station again holding up her ticket. ' here to chicago, chicago to L.A where her new job will be waiting. ' Anne shook her head and walked up to the ticket man holding it out." Mrs. The train to Chicago is running late ,you will need to go upstairs, I will make a all call when it's coming." Anne looked at the man shaking her head.' the trains late well isn't that great.' She sighed dragging the suitcase past the shops once again.

Making her way upstairs she sat on a kind of empty bench, there was a young man on it. Putting her suit case next to her side of the bench. Opening her purse she took out a kindle fire HDX and started to read. As few hours earlier she had dumped all her money in her account and took off. She had a total of 230,000 in there plus her pocket cash. ' I really hope that my room partner thing was a good idea, of course it's a good idea both of us get to save money to this train ride.' Pushing back some red hair she keeps reading her book.

Transcontinental

Name: Anne Blaken

Age: 21

Appearance:

Brief backstory:
Anne Grew up to well a typical family. Though ones who knew her know different, as most of the time she would eat meals at there houses sleep on the roof things like that in her teens. Heading of to collage probably saved her mental strait as her parents were neat freaks and constantly dove her crazy. After collage she got a job in D.C and moved there earning enough for a apartment. Finding better jobs for her well umm degree she packed her small among of stuff to head there.

Interests: Music, poetry, Singing, the occasional dance and Writing. She is hoping to find some one she can stay with.

Personality in three words: Loving, Charismatic, Daring.

Goals: to be out there, To have a better life, to be free and to Find True love.

( sorry if it's a bit cheesy my two main characters wouldn't work in this situation )

No One Notices

Bumpedty bump

Life on the streets

" my sources will tell ive been out all day today I'm going to put my room together. Anyone know what you could store a few rings in?" He asked looking around the room taking a few rings he couldn't sell yet for. His pocket. " I know this already one of them have something at the on wesler street. Guarded by guys like the ones that I dumped."

Orphange for the Unusual

Sarah finished quickly and leaned back picking up one of the small cyclones she had and moving it around. She rolled back a bit from the table and the cyclone moved up her arm, across her shoulder then back down her other arm. " so what do you you guys plan on doing tonight?" She asked repeating her pattern.

[Seeking Females] Looking for a Plot-Driven, Slow Romance RP; Plots Inside; also open to suggestion.

I would try I've been looking for a slow 1v1 role play and having found a good one yet. - expect well umm Sig says most of it.

Asylum

Sarah ate the small serving she asked for then went back to braiding her hair, it was something she did on a regular basis. " Turn out the lights and shut the door, don't let them in anymore, close the Windows stay inside, the only way I can survive." She started to sing hum the song. She was in her black ladies trance and she was singing along with the lady. " Lights won't help they will show I'm here, let them pass just disappear"

No One Notices

(( why does everyone hate good food what is your problem here it's not like they came from a packages. Good food comes from a high class kitchen with trained chef's the food is great.))