Charlotte
I nod as I hold a sleeping Jack in my arms, leaning back a little. "I agree. We may need to seek out items we can trade or sell to the merchants or citizens of other settlements. That way, we have items to barter with." I speak, glancing into the flames briefly. "I have an idea. It's risky.. But we should raid the kitchens before we run. That way, we'll have supplies with us. Which reminds me, on the topic of supplies. How the hell are we going to look after Jack, here? He needs wipes, powders an' stuff." I look down as he wakes, crying in discomfort. I stand, taking him to Eve. "I think he wants his mommy." I settle him down in Eve's lap, then sit back where I was. "Good luck, everyone."
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James smiled kindly at her, slightly worried by the expression on her face. Taking the information pack from the teacher as he handed it over, James began to read over it. Sneezing into a tissue, he blushed and threw it into the trash, returning and reaching into his bag to pull out a pocket sanitizer to clean his hands.
Willow? Are you okay? He signed, his eyes glimmering with concern for his new friend. He moved a bit closer, as if offering a hug to his friend.
Rolling his eyes, Arthur sighed deeply. "I think the next 3 weeks will be the most stressful I've had to face working with another student. You should be working with James, you normally do." His deep, gruff voice caught the attention of James, who mearly flipped him the bird, before focusing back on Willow.
Willow? Are you okay? He signed, his eyes glimmering with concern for his new friend. He moved a bit closer, as if offering a hug to his friend.
Rolling his eyes, Arthur sighed deeply. "I think the next 3 weeks will be the most stressful I've had to face working with another student. You should be working with James, you normally do." His deep, gruff voice caught the attention of James, who mearly flipped him the bird, before focusing back on Willow.
James gazed over at Willow, more shy about being in a pair with someone he hadn't ever communicated with, then upset he wasn't with Arabelle. To be honest, it made a nice change. He adored her, he really did... But she was way too bubbly sometimes for his tastes.
He was just glad Willow wasn't a bully, like the others in the class were to him and the other less... popular kids. He reasoned bullying got to him more then it should because he couldn't actually speak himself, but could hear all that was said. He didn't mind what was said about him at all, but it angered him that he couldn't defend the others.
"Get in your pairs, please."
James stood and walked over to Willow, sitting next to her. Smiling at the girl, he reached gently out, moving a bang from her eyes, his hands soft and gentle. There. No more hiding those beautiful eyes from anybody. He signed, then nearly smacked himself. What if she didn't understand him? She must, why else was he paired with her? Shaking his head, he pointed at her doodles and smiled, mouthing "I like".
Arthur grunted as he sat with Arabella, shooting her a cold glance. Really? Her. The mute kid would have been better. He isn't likely to get on my nerves, and I understand signing, just don't do it. He seems to love this class too, he'd be willing to do all the work for it. Moving in his seat, Art rolled his eyes as they were given an information pack, starting to read it.
He was just glad Willow wasn't a bully, like the others in the class were to him and the other less... popular kids. He reasoned bullying got to him more then it should because he couldn't actually speak himself, but could hear all that was said. He didn't mind what was said about him at all, but it angered him that he couldn't defend the others.
"Get in your pairs, please."
James stood and walked over to Willow, sitting next to her. Smiling at the girl, he reached gently out, moving a bang from her eyes, his hands soft and gentle. There. No more hiding those beautiful eyes from anybody. He signed, then nearly smacked himself. What if she didn't understand him? She must, why else was he paired with her? Shaking his head, he pointed at her doodles and smiled, mouthing "I like".
Arthur grunted as he sat with Arabella, shooting her a cold glance. Really? Her. The mute kid would have been better. He isn't likely to get on my nerves, and I understand signing, just don't do it. He seems to love this class too, he'd be willing to do all the work for it. Moving in his seat, Art rolled his eyes as they were given an information pack, starting to read it.
Bump.
Following Alex to the infirmary, Charlotte gave her a small, nervous smile. Her ribs ached dully, an ocassional sharp pang shooting up her side, causing her to gasp in shock, stopping where she was to recover for a few seconds. Reaching the nurse's office with much effort and struggling on her behalf, Charlotte got onto the bed. Coughing a tad, the young woman smiled at Alex. "Thank you for defending me back there, dear. I'd have been so much worse off. You, quite literally, kicked Felicity's ass for me."
Removing her top to show the bruising on her ribs, Charlotte crossed her arms across her non-existant chest, blushing. "I hurt, so much."
Removing her top to show the bruising on her ribs, Charlotte crossed her arms across her non-existant chest, blushing. "I hurt, so much."
Hello all!
I figured it'd be fun to work with a partner to create a plot that we will both enjoy, and caters to what we both want from a plot. I play both genders equally, and am happy to play out two pairings together. (Eg; Shy x Shy with a Popular x Shy).
Soo..
A few pairings I'll do. I'll specify genders if needed for a plot. I'd like to play the character on the LEFT. Cravings are marked with a ★.
Shy x Shy
Shy x Pregnant Best Friend★
Shy x Outgoing
Positive x Negative★
Best Friends
Quiet x Loud
Good x Bad★
Shy x Popular
"Geek" x "Geek"★
Blind x Blind★
Deaf x Deaf★
Paraplegic x Best Friend★
Fearful x Brave
Mute x Deaf
Mute x Abused
Cheeky x Serious
Shy x Paralyzed Cheerleader/Sports Player, etc.★
As I stated these DO NOT have to be romance pairings. If you want a pairing not listed, PM me, and I will consider it.
I DO NOT DO INCEST.
-Sammy
I figured it'd be fun to work with a partner to create a plot that we will both enjoy, and caters to what we both want from a plot. I play both genders equally, and am happy to play out two pairings together. (Eg; Shy x Shy with a Popular x Shy).
Soo..
A few pairings I'll do. I'll specify genders if needed for a plot. I'd like to play the character on the LEFT. Cravings are marked with a ★.
Shy x Shy
Shy x Pregnant Best Friend★
Shy x Outgoing
Positive x Negative★
Best Friends
Quiet x Loud
Good x Bad★
Shy x Popular
"Geek" x "Geek"★
Blind x Blind★
Deaf x Deaf★
Paraplegic x Best Friend★
Fearful x Brave
Mute x Deaf
Mute x Abused
Cheeky x Serious
Shy x Paralyzed Cheerleader/Sports Player, etc.★
As I stated these DO NOT have to be romance pairings. If you want a pairing not listed, PM me, and I will consider it.
I DO NOT DO INCEST.
-Sammy
Charlotte gazed up feeling an arm wrapped around her, blood pouring from her nose and down her face. Trembling where she stood, the young woman found herself leaning into her slightly, in an attempt to keep stood straight and to not end up passing out. Her nose and chin both ached dully, sharp pains jolting from her left hand side, roughly where he ribs sat. She knew something had happened to them, though quite what, she didn't know. Wheezing a little, Charlotte looked back to Felicity as the woman began to speak once again, her rude, haughty tones filling the otherwise silent corridor.
"That was the point, Alex. I don't think you quite realise that people like.. it.. shouldn't be allowed to happen.. People like...him allowed out of their houses, in OUR school." She replied coldly, looking down at the duo. "Anyway, I shouldn't waste anymore time." She turned to poke Charlotte in the chest, delivering one last slap across her face, leaving a mark on Charlotte's skin. "You. Don't ever come near me, you freak." She spat at them, retreating along with her friends.
"..Ow.." Charlotte spoke quietly, coughing harshly. "My ribs.."
"That was the point, Alex. I don't think you quite realise that people like.. it.. shouldn't be allowed to happen.. People like...him allowed out of their houses, in OUR school." She replied coldly, looking down at the duo. "Anyway, I shouldn't waste anymore time." She turned to poke Charlotte in the chest, delivering one last slap across her face, leaving a mark on Charlotte's skin. "You. Don't ever come near me, you freak." She spat at them, retreating along with her friends.
"..Ow.." Charlotte spoke quietly, coughing harshly. "My ribs.."
Jump, if you want.
Charlotte stood by the vending machine, pondering for a moment, lost in thought. After a moment or so, she dug a few coins out of her pocket and pushed them into the machine, pressing a few buttons and letting her choice fall down, grabbing the water bottle after it landed. Smiling to herself, she unscrewed the cap and took a deep swig of the icy liquid, letting it run down her throat, soothing the dryness forming from the nerves she felt. Turning around, she made her way to her locker, grabbing a few books, ensuring her personal notebook was included in the pile, hoping she got the chance to spend a few moments collecting her thoughts or the chance to work on some creative writing.
"Who are you?" A voice spoke out, causing Charlotte to jump suddenly where she stood. Shutting the locker, she turned out, eyes meeting the taller girl's as she gazed upon her. "I'm talking to you, you need to answer me NOW!" She demanded, stomping her foot on the ground in a childish manner. Inwardly, Charlotte wanted to laugh at the other girl's actions, put in mind of a toddler having a tantrum. Instead, she kept the giggles buried, opting to give a friendly smile instead.
"My name is Charlotte. I'm new.. obviously. And your name is?" Charlotte offered a way to try and seem friendly, though to be left alone would have suited her just fine at that moment in time. Not that she was anti-social, she just wanted to get to lesson on time.
"I'm Felicity. Now, I'm going to offer you a choice. You can be who you are SUPPOSED to be, or keep up the act you have." The taller girl spoke in a dangerous tone, and the implications struck Charlotte like a runaway freight train, but she knew the best option was to remain calm at that moment in time.
"I don't have a clue what you mean. I'm not hiding anything from anybody. I am who I am, nothing more, nothing less." Charlotte felt her wall quaver under the imposing glare, and the next sentence sent chills through her spine.
"I know you are a boy. I have connections in other towns, and this town is small, my dear. Be careful, or this secret might get out." Felicity purred, smirking coldly at her.
"Oh, piss off you overgrown Barbie doll." Charlotte snapped, mentally kicking herself as the girl clicked her fingers, two of her "friends" appearing by her side, one making a motion to punch Charlotte, which the girl dodged, only to be hit in the gut by the other female, the two attackers flanking Felicity once more.
"Who are you?" A voice spoke out, causing Charlotte to jump suddenly where she stood. Shutting the locker, she turned out, eyes meeting the taller girl's as she gazed upon her. "I'm talking to you, you need to answer me NOW!" She demanded, stomping her foot on the ground in a childish manner. Inwardly, Charlotte wanted to laugh at the other girl's actions, put in mind of a toddler having a tantrum. Instead, she kept the giggles buried, opting to give a friendly smile instead.
"My name is Charlotte. I'm new.. obviously. And your name is?" Charlotte offered a way to try and seem friendly, though to be left alone would have suited her just fine at that moment in time. Not that she was anti-social, she just wanted to get to lesson on time.
"I'm Felicity. Now, I'm going to offer you a choice. You can be who you are SUPPOSED to be, or keep up the act you have." The taller girl spoke in a dangerous tone, and the implications struck Charlotte like a runaway freight train, but she knew the best option was to remain calm at that moment in time.
"I don't have a clue what you mean. I'm not hiding anything from anybody. I am who I am, nothing more, nothing less." Charlotte felt her wall quaver under the imposing glare, and the next sentence sent chills through her spine.
"I know you are a boy. I have connections in other towns, and this town is small, my dear. Be careful, or this secret might get out." Felicity purred, smirking coldly at her.
"Oh, piss off you overgrown Barbie doll." Charlotte snapped, mentally kicking herself as the girl clicked her fingers, two of her "friends" appearing by her side, one making a motion to punch Charlotte, which the girl dodged, only to be hit in the gut by the other female, the two attackers flanking Felicity once more.
Also known as: No Less Than Tolerance.
Sam's character:
Name: Charlie Harrison (Pre-Transition)/ Charlotte Harrison (Post-transition/To his friends)
Charlie in front, Charlotte in back.
Age: 19
To many, Charlie/Charlotte’s way of life is considered immoral and disgusting. For every positive comment, she receives ten negative ones. The reason for this? She is trans-sexual, and as such, identifies as a woman. For years, he has battled with body image issues and suffered bouts of depression over how she is viewed and how she felt suppressed and limited to portray herself to the outside world, keeping her desires hidden below the surface, waiting for, needing the chance to be who she truly wants to be.
The chance came when she transferred to a new college in order to get a new lease on life where she could settle down happily. Starting to dress, act, and portray herself as a more feminine person around a select group of friends, she found the elusive joy and excitement that had always been absent in her life before now. However, after a while, she started to receive threats and abusive emails from an unknown source, and became much more reluctant to portray her new personality and reverted to acting more masculine again, keeping her “secret” under wraps to avoid further abuse from the other students or staff faculty. All she wants… needs is someone to accept her, no matter if it is a friend or family member.
Sam's character:
Name: Charlie Harrison (Pre-Transition)/ Charlotte Harrison (Post-transition/To his friends)
Age: 19
To many, Charlie/Charlotte’s way of life is considered immoral and disgusting. For every positive comment, she receives ten negative ones. The reason for this? She is trans-sexual, and as such, identifies as a woman. For years, he has battled with body image issues and suffered bouts of depression over how she is viewed and how she felt suppressed and limited to portray herself to the outside world, keeping her desires hidden below the surface, waiting for, needing the chance to be who she truly wants to be.
The chance came when she transferred to a new college in order to get a new lease on life where she could settle down happily. Starting to dress, act, and portray herself as a more feminine person around a select group of friends, she found the elusive joy and excitement that had always been absent in her life before now. However, after a while, she started to receive threats and abusive emails from an unknown source, and became much more reluctant to portray her new personality and reverted to acting more masculine again, keeping her “secret” under wraps to avoid further abuse from the other students or staff faculty. All she wants… needs is someone to accept her, no matter if it is a friend or family member.
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