I've ended up seeking romance plots to get a 1x1 rp, though I'd honestly prefer not to focus on romance atm.
I found that non-romance plots are ignored, because people want to focus on romance. Which is cool and all, but 'ehh.
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Lilly
"I agree. We'll be able to find other settlements as we travel, I hope. We need to plan it all out. Who's going? You, I and Jack, obviously. Can you think of anyone else who'd want to.. or deserves, for that matter, to join us on our travels?" I pushed hair from my face, glancing at how close Jack stood to Eve. He'd always been affectionate towards her, and was close, but he'd rarely stood hugging anyone for more then a few moments, unless he was asleep. Not even.. Josh... I shudder, thinking of that name. Not even Josh got that much affection or attention.. it was as if Jack knew she needed someone there for her, and was filling that role..
Children have a strange way of detecting hurt and upset, realising emotions, even when people try and hide them. Ruffling Jack's hair, I had back to the tent with my friend and my.. my godchild, my arm around Eve's shoulder to offer myself to cry on. I knew it would be hard, but I also knew it was the best for her to get away, to leave the pain behind.
Charlotte
From where I stand a few yards away, I can tell what they are planning by body languge and a brief attempt at lip reading, though the constant sun in my eyes harboured any real attempts at detection. I know I could be wrong, but I'll take that risk. My own family have already disowned me, after all. It can't hurt to see what's going on over there...
I make my way over, watching as Jack breaks away from Eve's grip and runs to me. I kneel down and accept him into my arms, standing up and giving him lots of kisses on his cheek and forehead, cuddling him happily. I'm reminded of when I used to babysit him all the time, and he would want cuddles and kisses from me. Carrying him back to Eve and Lilly, I am glad of a reason to come over to them. Jack never seemed phased by my gender change, and was more accepting then others off it.
"Hi, you two."
"I agree. We'll be able to find other settlements as we travel, I hope. We need to plan it all out. Who's going? You, I and Jack, obviously. Can you think of anyone else who'd want to.. or deserves, for that matter, to join us on our travels?" I pushed hair from my face, glancing at how close Jack stood to Eve. He'd always been affectionate towards her, and was close, but he'd rarely stood hugging anyone for more then a few moments, unless he was asleep. Not even.. Josh... I shudder, thinking of that name. Not even Josh got that much affection or attention.. it was as if Jack knew she needed someone there for her, and was filling that role..
Children have a strange way of detecting hurt and upset, realising emotions, even when people try and hide them. Ruffling Jack's hair, I had back to the tent with my friend and my.. my godchild, my arm around Eve's shoulder to offer myself to cry on. I knew it would be hard, but I also knew it was the best for her to get away, to leave the pain behind.
Charlotte
From where I stand a few yards away, I can tell what they are planning by body languge and a brief attempt at lip reading, though the constant sun in my eyes harboured any real attempts at detection. I know I could be wrong, but I'll take that risk. My own family have already disowned me, after all. It can't hurt to see what's going on over there...
I make my way over, watching as Jack breaks away from Eve's grip and runs to me. I kneel down and accept him into my arms, standing up and giving him lots of kisses on his cheek and forehead, cuddling him happily. I'm reminded of when I used to babysit him all the time, and he would want cuddles and kisses from me. Carrying him back to Eve and Lilly, I am glad of a reason to come over to them. Jack never seemed phased by my gender change, and was more accepting then others off it.
"Hi, you two."
Bump.
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Lilly
I never thought I'd face this day. Burying Lara next to her father. Holding Jack's hand to help him stand up, I stand a little behind Eve, watching and giving her space. Glancing at the crying boy by my side, I kneel down and give him a hug and a kiss on the cheek, wiping his tears away. Smiling at him, I feel myself tremble a little as I keep myself in check. Tears roll down my face, but I wipe them away before Jack sees, not wanting to upset him anymore then he has been the last few days. Feeling him let my hand go, I watch him walk to Eve's side and hug her. His first steps... And they were to go and help Eve.. Unable to stop, I cry, emotions overwhelming me. It hurts to know we all only have 2 people left in our lives anymore..
Jack
I stand next to my big sister, holding Lilly's hand tight, my teddy under my arm. Lilly said that Lara was very hurt and wasn't able to play anymore, she was going to sleep for a long, long time, and that she was gonna join her daddy up in the sky! Looking around, I see Mommy crying. She's sad too...
Letting go of Lilly's hand, I shakily walk across the ground to Mommy, falling a few times, but gettin' back up. Reachimg Mommy's side, I give her a cuddle, holding up my teddy to her.
Lilly
I never thought I'd face this day. Burying Lara next to her father. Holding Jack's hand to help him stand up, I stand a little behind Eve, watching and giving her space. Glancing at the crying boy by my side, I kneel down and give him a hug and a kiss on the cheek, wiping his tears away. Smiling at him, I feel myself tremble a little as I keep myself in check. Tears roll down my face, but I wipe them away before Jack sees, not wanting to upset him anymore then he has been the last few days. Feeling him let my hand go, I watch him walk to Eve's side and hug her. His first steps... And they were to go and help Eve.. Unable to stop, I cry, emotions overwhelming me. It hurts to know we all only have 2 people left in our lives anymore..
Jack
I stand next to my big sister, holding Lilly's hand tight, my teddy under my arm. Lilly said that Lara was very hurt and wasn't able to play anymore, she was going to sleep for a long, long time, and that she was gonna join her daddy up in the sky! Looking around, I see Mommy crying. She's sad too...
Letting go of Lilly's hand, I shakily walk across the ground to Mommy, falling a few times, but gettin' back up. Reachimg Mommy's side, I give her a cuddle, holding up my teddy to her.
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Jack
I awaken hearing the rustle of people moving around in the tent. What's going on? Crawling along the ground towards Lilly and Eve, I am scooped up by Lilly, taken into her arms. Curiously, I glance up at the woman, smiling at her, not knowing why she looks so... sad. She doesn't say anything as she holds me, letting me nuzzle into her body. Her hand smooths down my hair as she talks to me, telling me that big brother has gone away.
Lilly
Entering the tent with Eve and Lara, I instantly make my way to Jack and pick him up as he begins to crawl to his best friend and Eve. Not wanting him to see the blood-soaked Eve, or the fatally wounded Lara, I hold him to me for a few moments. I'll have to tell him... But I can't tell him about Josh... I'll have to lie. I certainly don't want to. But... it's the best I can do.
"Jack?" I flinch as his big, blue eyes gaze up at me, and I feel a lump raise in my throat. Kissing him on the forehead, I speak gently.
"Big brother had to go away, Jack.. So.. I'll be looking after you, okay?" Shifting him a little, I pull back the rear of his pants and diaper.
"Ohh, looks like someone's stinky!" I speak in a jovial tone, trying to stop myself from crying. Turning to Eve, I whisper to her.
"You take Jack and get him cleaned.. I'll get Lara in new clothes and bandaged up, okay? It'll be better.."
Jack
I awaken hearing the rustle of people moving around in the tent. What's going on? Crawling along the ground towards Lilly and Eve, I am scooped up by Lilly, taken into her arms. Curiously, I glance up at the woman, smiling at her, not knowing why she looks so... sad. She doesn't say anything as she holds me, letting me nuzzle into her body. Her hand smooths down my hair as she talks to me, telling me that big brother has gone away.
Lilly
Entering the tent with Eve and Lara, I instantly make my way to Jack and pick him up as he begins to crawl to his best friend and Eve. Not wanting him to see the blood-soaked Eve, or the fatally wounded Lara, I hold him to me for a few moments. I'll have to tell him... But I can't tell him about Josh... I'll have to lie. I certainly don't want to. But... it's the best I can do.
"Jack?" I flinch as his big, blue eyes gaze up at me, and I feel a lump raise in my throat. Kissing him on the forehead, I speak gently.
"Big brother had to go away, Jack.. So.. I'll be looking after you, okay?" Shifting him a little, I pull back the rear of his pants and diaper.
"Ohh, looks like someone's stinky!" I speak in a jovial tone, trying to stop myself from crying. Turning to Eve, I whisper to her.
"You take Jack and get him cleaned.. I'll get Lara in new clothes and bandaged up, okay? It'll be better.."
I sighed as I wrapped my arms around Eve, feeling my own tears running down my pale face. I knew the pain Eve would be feeling at the loss of her daughter must be awful, something I couldn’t even draw a comparison to from my own experiences. Yes, I had lost my own family in the “apocalypse”, but never my own child... Perhaps I was lucky to have not gone through that. The fact I couldn’t bear children might have impacted on that.. But I knew she was suffering.
“Come on sweetheart, let’s get you back to the tents, okay? I know it hurts, but it’ll be the best cause of action right now.” Taking a hold of Eve’s arm, I pulled her to her feet, walking with her to the tents. “We’ll give Lara a nice burial, hmm? Get flowers to put on her grave, make a head stone for her.” Giving her hand a squeeze, I walked with her.
“I cannot believe Jack did that… I’m so, so sorry you lost Lara.” I tried to keep calm and stop crying for her own sake, knowing I needed to keep her calm. “Come on sweetheart, let’s get you rested and fed up, okay? You’ve had a nasty shock, sweetie.” I knew it had affected her deeply, but how would I explain to Jack that there was no more Josh? No more Lara? I had to put those thoughts to the back of my head for now.
“Do you want me to go and get Jack?”
“Come on sweetheart, let’s get you back to the tents, okay? I know it hurts, but it’ll be the best cause of action right now.” Taking a hold of Eve’s arm, I pulled her to her feet, walking with her to the tents. “We’ll give Lara a nice burial, hmm? Get flowers to put on her grave, make a head stone for her.” Giving her hand a squeeze, I walked with her.
“I cannot believe Jack did that… I’m so, so sorry you lost Lara.” I tried to keep calm and stop crying for her own sake, knowing I needed to keep her calm. “Come on sweetheart, let’s get you rested and fed up, okay? You’ve had a nasty shock, sweetie.” I knew it had affected her deeply, but how would I explain to Jack that there was no more Josh? No more Lara? I had to put those thoughts to the back of my head for now.
“Do you want me to go and get Jack?”
Name: James Carter
Age: 17
Personality: James is a very quiet, reserved and pretty much silent young man. The reason? He's mute. He communicates by sign language for the most part, and occasionally by hand written or typed notes, usually texting in a busy room, or when he's not focused enough to sign with others. He adores being around his best friend, but he wants to meet someone else when he can. He just wants to have more friends, and would do anything to meet them.
Name: Arthur Harrison
Age: 18
Personality: Arthur isn't the most outgoing type there is. He prefers to remain on his own, and tends to be very pessimistic and anti-social. He doesn't ever seem to smile, finding those who are bubbly and outgoing to be an annoyance at the best of times. He can be quite insulting too, not masking his words at any time. He doesn't mean to be, he just doesn't like to interact with people, nor does he know how to do so.
Age: 17
Personality: James is a very quiet, reserved and pretty much silent young man. The reason? He's mute. He communicates by sign language for the most part, and occasionally by hand written or typed notes, usually texting in a busy room, or when he's not focused enough to sign with others. He adores being around his best friend, but he wants to meet someone else when he can. He just wants to have more friends, and would do anything to meet them.
Name: Arthur Harrison
Age: 18
Personality: Arthur isn't the most outgoing type there is. He prefers to remain on his own, and tends to be very pessimistic and anti-social. He doesn't ever seem to smile, finding those who are bubbly and outgoing to be an annoyance at the best of times. He can be quite insulting too, not masking his words at any time. He doesn't mean to be, he just doesn't like to interact with people, nor does he know how to do so.
Major thanks to the amazing Noxxy for helping me with the title, and the sweetheart known as Kessa for helping me with the final touches to Charlie's personality and biography. <3 you two!
I feel like she will fit into any college/high school role-play that people have a plot but need a partner for, BUT she will fit into any Slice Of Life, school based or not. However, I can also form a plot with my partner. Unfortunately, I do NOT have anything much plot wise at the moment, unless you deem the last few lines of her bio/personality as a plot bunny, or even want to use the writing sample to start one off. I am NOT seeking mature plots, sorry.
Charlie in front, Charlotte in back.I feel like she will fit into any college/high school role-play that people have a plot but need a partner for, BUT she will fit into any Slice Of Life, school based or not. However, I can also form a plot with my partner. Unfortunately, I do NOT have anything much plot wise at the moment, unless you deem the last few lines of her bio/personality as a plot bunny, or even want to use the writing sample to start one off. I am NOT seeking mature plots, sorry.
-Lilly-
Knelt down besides Jack, I brush my blonde hair away from my face, moving gently towards him softly, so to not scare him, or make him uncomfortable. Reaching over and taking his hand to get his attention, I can’t help but smile at the happy gleam in his eyes as he notices me, moving across the tent to settle in my lap. Wrapping my arms around him in a sisterly manner, I smooth down the few strands of hair which are out of place, letting him rest against me gently. Peeking outside the tent, I sigh, reflecting on the events of the last fifteen years.
I was only his age when the events... the “takeover”, so to speak, occurred. I was terribly afraid at the time, and didn’t want to go through it all, alone. If it hadn’t been for Josh and Eve, I don’t know how I would have coped with the fall out, and all the following events. I’d lost my family in the massacre, and was very lucky indeed to survive long enough to enter this… compound. It certainly isn’t, and never was, the nicest place to be, but it was a lot safer than the literal no-man’s land between her and the next safe haven. We had shelter, food and water, even if it was limited, and a shower, even if it was only once a week that we actually could shower and get ourselves clean. Not that I was complaining, even if I felt gross, I’d give my time up for one of the others, or spend it cleaning up Jack more than myself.
The poor child isn’t ever really going to be able to look after himself, I know that as well as anybody does. He needs near constant care and attention, from dressing, to toileting, to feeding, everything. I love him like a little brother, and would do anything to protect him. I feel like being incapable of his own care helps him, to an extent, as he just can’t understand what’s going on around him, and it never really seems to faze him at all. Perhaps it’s best for him, and he seems happy being able to play and cuddle with his brother all the time, so…
Kissing his forehead as I feel him sleeping against me, I lay him on his sleeping bag, putting his teddy in his arms. With the full intentions of remaining close, I lay on Josh’s bag on the other end of the tent, closing my own eyes to relax, maybe even get a nap in, so I feel refreshed…
-Three Hours Later..-
Waking up to a gunshot, I jump slightly, looking over to see if Jack was disturbed at all. Seeing him still asleep on the bed, but no sign of the others, I don’t want to leave him alone.. But what if they are hurt? That would explain why none of them are here, or why they haven’t come back and woken me, or Jack up... Perhaps they did, and I just hadn’t actually noticed that, I am a heavy sleeper.
Preparing to make my way slowly out of the tent, I place a kiss on the sleeping child’s temple to reassure him, pulling the spare blanket over him, it’s a hell of a lot colder than it was earlier, and I don’t want him catching a cold at all. Draping a blanket over him, I feel myself shaking ever so slightly. I really don’t want to leave him alone, in case something happens to him while I am gone.. Josh or Eve might not blame me, but I would always blame myself, no matter how minor the injury is, after all.
Slipping out, I zip the tent back up and creep across the grass towards the forested area, having figured the shot was from there. The police officers weren’t usually on duty yet, and if they were, it was rare for them to be that way.. Nonetheless, it’s worth checking out, right?
What I saw when I reached the area wasn’t really what I expected in the slightest.. I don’t really know what I expected, to be brutally honest. But.. It wasn’t this. Rage flowed through my body at Josh turning on us like this.. His cold blooded murder… Grabbing a rock, I lifted it, with much difficulty, bringing it down on the back of his skull with a sickening crack. Dropping it, I fell back onto the grass in shock, feeling sick to my stomach, and ever so faint. Moving around his body, I quickly untied Eve and Lara, hands shaking madly. What have I done? What has HE done?
Knelt down besides Jack, I brush my blonde hair away from my face, moving gently towards him softly, so to not scare him, or make him uncomfortable. Reaching over and taking his hand to get his attention, I can’t help but smile at the happy gleam in his eyes as he notices me, moving across the tent to settle in my lap. Wrapping my arms around him in a sisterly manner, I smooth down the few strands of hair which are out of place, letting him rest against me gently. Peeking outside the tent, I sigh, reflecting on the events of the last fifteen years.
I was only his age when the events... the “takeover”, so to speak, occurred. I was terribly afraid at the time, and didn’t want to go through it all, alone. If it hadn’t been for Josh and Eve, I don’t know how I would have coped with the fall out, and all the following events. I’d lost my family in the massacre, and was very lucky indeed to survive long enough to enter this… compound. It certainly isn’t, and never was, the nicest place to be, but it was a lot safer than the literal no-man’s land between her and the next safe haven. We had shelter, food and water, even if it was limited, and a shower, even if it was only once a week that we actually could shower and get ourselves clean. Not that I was complaining, even if I felt gross, I’d give my time up for one of the others, or spend it cleaning up Jack more than myself.
The poor child isn’t ever really going to be able to look after himself, I know that as well as anybody does. He needs near constant care and attention, from dressing, to toileting, to feeding, everything. I love him like a little brother, and would do anything to protect him. I feel like being incapable of his own care helps him, to an extent, as he just can’t understand what’s going on around him, and it never really seems to faze him at all. Perhaps it’s best for him, and he seems happy being able to play and cuddle with his brother all the time, so…
Kissing his forehead as I feel him sleeping against me, I lay him on his sleeping bag, putting his teddy in his arms. With the full intentions of remaining close, I lay on Josh’s bag on the other end of the tent, closing my own eyes to relax, maybe even get a nap in, so I feel refreshed…
-Three Hours Later..-
Waking up to a gunshot, I jump slightly, looking over to see if Jack was disturbed at all. Seeing him still asleep on the bed, but no sign of the others, I don’t want to leave him alone.. But what if they are hurt? That would explain why none of them are here, or why they haven’t come back and woken me, or Jack up... Perhaps they did, and I just hadn’t actually noticed that, I am a heavy sleeper.
Preparing to make my way slowly out of the tent, I place a kiss on the sleeping child’s temple to reassure him, pulling the spare blanket over him, it’s a hell of a lot colder than it was earlier, and I don’t want him catching a cold at all. Draping a blanket over him, I feel myself shaking ever so slightly. I really don’t want to leave him alone, in case something happens to him while I am gone.. Josh or Eve might not blame me, but I would always blame myself, no matter how minor the injury is, after all.
Slipping out, I zip the tent back up and creep across the grass towards the forested area, having figured the shot was from there. The police officers weren’t usually on duty yet, and if they were, it was rare for them to be that way.. Nonetheless, it’s worth checking out, right?
What I saw when I reached the area wasn’t really what I expected in the slightest.. I don’t really know what I expected, to be brutally honest. But.. It wasn’t this. Rage flowed through my body at Josh turning on us like this.. His cold blooded murder… Grabbing a rock, I lifted it, with much difficulty, bringing it down on the back of his skull with a sickening crack. Dropping it, I fell back onto the grass in shock, feeling sick to my stomach, and ever so faint. Moving around his body, I quickly untied Eve and Lara, hands shaking madly. What have I done? What has HE done?
Name: Jack
Age: 11
Personality: Jack is... Well, he's Jack! Very jumpy and nervous of almost everything (The dark, thunder, drowning, definetly zombies...). He has severe learning difficulties, and cannot, and will not ever, be able to look after himself at all. He cannot walk that well, so crawls around alot, or needs to be carried. Tiny and thin, he is light and very frail, in constant danger of falling ill. He loves to play, and seems unphased by the surroundings and situation, prehaps incapable of understanding it. He can do next to nothing for himself, besides speak a few words and play. He isn't able to be toilet trained, so is in diapers. He has to be fed, bathed and dressed by others. Despite this, he is very loving, and cuddles all the time.
Name: Lilly Smith
Age: 26
Personality: Lilly is a brave young woman, wreckless and full of passion. Though one of the mansion's "higher-ups", she believes in complete and utter equality in this day and age, so stays with the "lower classes" of the complex. She knows how to handle herself in most situations, so loves to try and keep others calm and organised when something occurs. Cheeky and witty, she can inadvertently cause offense to people, though is powerfully defensive of her friends, calling them her family. To her, Josh is her big brother, Eve her twin, and is an aunt to the two children.
Age: 11
Personality: Jack is... Well, he's Jack! Very jumpy and nervous of almost everything (The dark, thunder, drowning, definetly zombies...). He has severe learning difficulties, and cannot, and will not ever, be able to look after himself at all. He cannot walk that well, so crawls around alot, or needs to be carried. Tiny and thin, he is light and very frail, in constant danger of falling ill. He loves to play, and seems unphased by the surroundings and situation, prehaps incapable of understanding it. He can do next to nothing for himself, besides speak a few words and play. He isn't able to be toilet trained, so is in diapers. He has to be fed, bathed and dressed by others. Despite this, he is very loving, and cuddles all the time.
Name: Lilly Smith
Age: 26
Personality: Lilly is a brave young woman, wreckless and full of passion. Though one of the mansion's "higher-ups", she believes in complete and utter equality in this day and age, so stays with the "lower classes" of the complex. She knows how to handle herself in most situations, so loves to try and keep others calm and organised when something occurs. Cheeky and witty, she can inadvertently cause offense to people, though is powerfully defensive of her friends, calling them her family. To her, Josh is her big brother, Eve her twin, and is an aunt to the two children.
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