raleighallynn

The Compound

Effy glanced around the room, intently watching the people around her. She watched as they reverently prayed or nervously twiddled their thumbs. Did they know what was truly going on? Did they pretend that they didn't notice the disappearances and the bruised and broken people. She stood, crossing herself as she approached the altar; out of habit she bowed as she sunk to her knees in "prayer."

Camp for Troubled Teens~

Am I the only one that was getting confused last night about who was in their cabin?

The Compound

Yay, more people are getting online!

The Compound

Effy and Logan huddled in the back of The Compound's makeshift chapel, it was nothing but a series of tents strung together but it served its purpose well enough. Logan fussed over his sister's newest bruises that littered her chest and shoulders, lines of worry etched onto his typically handsome face. "You cannot continue down this path." he whispered, "the next beating will be the end of you."

"Maybe that's what I want!" Effy said a little too loudly, earning cold glances from those around her. She shied away from her brothers touch, wrapping her arms around herself as if they would offer her some sort of protection. She shook her head, trying her hardest to free herself from the memory of the previous beating.

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HollywoodMole said
Yeah, I think so too :3

I think we should wait for more people to get online, but I'll go ahead and start something in the IC for people when they get here!

Sidenote: Anyone can reserve slots or create new CS

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Sweet! I think we have enough characters to start this! Let me know what you guys want/think and we can move this tot he IC

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manapool1 said
sounds fun mind if I join (I'll leave if you do)

Don't mind at all!

Camp for Troubled Teens~

"If Umbridge taught me one thing, it's that I must never tell a lie!" Effy said matter-o-factly as she rolled the bottle in Alex's direction. She liked this girl, she had life. The other two seemed lifeless to her. What was the point of living without a little fun?

Camp for Troubled Teens~

Effy pointed at Alex before speaking, "you, ma'am, have challenged the wrong person to a drinking game. I've got Irish blood running through these veins!" she said with a wink as she pushed herself to her feet.

She glanced in Amber's direction as she moved to where she had hidden the bottle of illegal water, "I'm Ephesian Winters, but it would be easier on all of us if you called me Effy." With that, she bent down and rummaged under the bed in search of the glass bottle.

Camp for Troubled Teens~

Effy sat with her back propped up against the door, her body slumped in an exhausted manner. "Well, she's going to be a Debbie Downer." she said as she pushed herself into a more comfortable position. Absentmindedly, she began tracing the cigarette burns that littered her thighs; it was like playing a game of connect the dots, accept her skin had become the paper. "Anyone up for shots?"