Wintergrey

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god i love natalie dormer. Please shave her head. SHAVE HER HEAD!

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I know that I am a terrible GM but I've been dealing with a lot lately, in regards to a friend very close to me attempting suicide and is now in the hospital along with a my three year relationship ending. :( I've been a bit overwhelmed and done nothing but laid up in the bed, crying and watching Netflix. D:

I'll try to post as soon as I can. Tomorrow being the accurate time.

@HushedWhispers

its okay @HushedWhispers. Take your time, we all understand if you need to take some time off. I'm really sorry about all that

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piratepad.nl/6OAdh6Kk19 - a link to my little behind the scenes cameo on the relationship of Jackson and Lilith

Thanks to @Dirty Pretty Lies and @Altered Tundra for the inspiration

Careful of the spoilers at the bottom. If you have some ideas there's a place to post it down there. Completely open to criticism and comments. Have fun ;)

Why We Fall (Loosely based on The 100)

Ian Stryder

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It wasn't long before Ian lost the girl he had tried to follow. She was fast, somehow faster than him. Maybe long legs. Or big feet. It couldn't be that he was out of shape. That wasn't really possible. He was the image of perfection. At least in his own mind. Yes, big feet were the only things that made sense. Had to be. After walking in the same direction for a couple minutes he paused by a tree. Catching his breath he realized that there was so much to hear out there. Looking past his breath, chirps, tweets, snaps, crunches. The world was filled with so much sound. It was all so different than what he was used to. In space everything was metallic. Machines whirled, gears clicked, and feet stomped around. None of that was present in the woods. It was beautiful in a way. You know, if you were a nerd and into that stuff.

Shaking his head, Ian reached up and wrapped his fingers around the rough bark of a branch. The feeling was strange in his fingers. Nevertheless he gripped it hard and yanked down, snapping it off. It was a very nice branch, straight and true. Not to mention sturdy so it wouldn't break. Pulling out the knife he had found in the wreckage, Ian went to work stripping off extra twigs and bark. Continuing to walk while he worked, he quickly whittled, leaving a trail of wood shavings behind him. Having a background in carpentry was extremely useful in the situation. Anyone observing would quickly be able to tell, from his quick sharp movements, that he was a master at what he was doing. when the stick was successfully stripped of bark, he began carving a dent in the top. It took a little while, because he was having to continually measure. If he had accidentally gone too far he would have to completely start over. Not that there wasn't an abundance of branches. But, eh, effort.

Forced to stop once again, Ian scavenged through the brush around him. It didn't take long for him to find what he was looking for. A vine, sturdy enough. Wrapping it around the top of the stick, Ian placed the knife carefully in the carved slot. It fit perfectly. The vine was pulled tight and wrapped several more times, securing the knife to the stick. Brandishing his new spear in his hands, he twirled it around, nearly cutting himself more than once. Grinning at his own masterpiece he stared into the woods daring some monkey thing to come out and try him. He had a fucking spear. Stupid ape.

While staring out into the woods, Ian became once more aware of the abundance of sounds. And with those abundance of sounds, a small burbling of a stream. Following the sound, he pushed his way under branches and bushes until he stood before it. It seemed like ages since he had taken a full bath. Even if the stream was freezing cold, you would have to shoot him to stop him from going in. Ripping off his shirt once again, he started on his pants and shoes. He was about to be the first man to skinny dip in this world when the feeling that he wasn't alone came over him. His fingers were looped in his boxer shorts at the time. Careful not to freeze up, Ian slid into the water, but slower than if he had been alone. He made sure to stay near to bank, spear close at hand, should he need it. Underneath the water, his body was completely still, but his eyes never stopped for a moment, looking for the source of the feeling.

Why We Fall (Loosely based on The 100)

nevermind im dumb :P

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Lilith Storm

Time: 6:30 P.M.
Location: The Beach Party
Interacting With: Tristan @HushedWhispers

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Lilith stood stumped for a moment when no one replied to her. She didn't know what to do, as everyone around her laughed and talked to each other. Anger bubbled deep in her stomach. Fuckers couldn't even say hi back. Even Jackson walked away from her without a second glance. She was about to say something, yell something, maybe even smack somebody when Tristan spoke up. The fire in her belly immediately subsided some. She looked back up at him. "Please get me out of here." Her voice was softer than usual, but a small smile still managed to grace her face.

Turning back towards the car, Lilith leaned against Tristan's side. It felt nice being up close to somebody. And he was so warm, for a moment she even wished she wasn't wearing a hoodie. Crazy talk right? For a moment she didn't say anything. "You better like pepperoni on your pizza." She honestly didn't care too much about food at that moment, but if going out to get something to eat meant she could be with him for a little longer then she would do it.

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Jackson Aurum

Time: 6:30 P.M.
Location: The Beach Party
Interacting With: Analise- @Aewin and David - @Universorum

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Laughing out loud Jackson gently nudged Analise with his shoulder. "Dork? Really?" He tried to suppress his smile, but didn't manage it very well. Looking over at Analise's friend he nodded towards him. "Hey David. Hey Sprinkles." Why the kid brought a duck to a beach party, Jackson didn't have the faintest idea. He did look high out of his mind so that might have had something to do with it. That did lower his opinion of the new kid. He looked down on drugs and anyone that used them. What they did to your body, it was sickening for a health nut like him. He had never tried it and hopefully never would.

Frankly it looked like David was as awkward about the situation as Jackson was. He just wanted to get out of here and go on his walk. Alone. Hopefully David could find something to sneak off to. Maybe go get a little higher with his duck. Looking back at the stage where Imagine Dragons played, Jackson waited patiently for them to finish. They were an okay band, but not really his brand of music. When the song finally came to an end, he put a soft hand on her an elbow and stretched out his other hand towards the beach. "Shall we?"

Why We Fall (Loosely based on The 100)

god i love playing the crazies XD

Why We Fall (Loosely based on The 100)

Ian Stryder

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Ian's cheering stopped for a moment as another prisoner stood up and questioned his choice to burn his shirt. He paused looking at the kid. Then looked down to the burning shirt. Back again to the kid and then back once again to the shirt. Several times his head moved back and forth between the two before he asked, "So... does anyone have an extra shirt. It is getting a little bit windy now..." Although his words sounded a bit remorseful of burning his shirt a tiny smile couldn't be kept off his face. Inside he was laughing at the crazy predicament they were all in. It made burning a shirt seem a little bit less drastic, at least in the current situation.

Moving towards the opening of the ship, Ian quickly searched around for something that he could throw over his bare muscled chest. A few people had the same idea, or maybe they were just to scared of the big new world. He wouldn't know why they would be. So many opportunities. So many new things. It was like getting an entire world for christmas. Finally finding a locker in the back, Ian ripped open the door to find a grey long sleeve shirt. Throwing it over his head he looked down at himself. It was a little tight, but it would keep him warm. And at least he wasn't branded as an Inquisitor prisoner anymore. Looking through the locker for anything else that could help, he pulled out a knife about the size of his hand. Perfect. Just what he needed to start building doors. Or you know other important stuff like hunting... Eh.

Walking back out of the ship, Ian saw the same kid from earlier along with another kid with fluffy white hair standing on a rock. "Atta boy snowball." Moving through the crowd to the far side he stared off at the woods. "I'll keep it short. Now you all heard what J said. We need to head north." Turning around he faced the rock. Talking out loud though more to himself than anyone around him, "I think he said south. Yep definetly south. We should go south. I remember it clearly. Mind like a steel trap and all." He tapped his head knowingly.

Glancing back towards the woods, Ian could see a girl running away from the ship. She was already far away but it seemed as if she was geared up. And in a hurry, like she didn't want to be seen. "Look. She is going south too." He pointed, completely blowing her escape and also pointing in the northern direction. Looking back at them as if he was completely right, "Looks like I was right." With a shrug and a wink in their direction he sprinted off towards the girl running into the woods.

Why We Fall (Loosely based on The 100)

of course it was! Tho i also was to instigate some tension in the group ;) Lord of the Flies style shit XD

Why We Fall (Loosely based on The 100)

Ian Stryder

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A small gush of air hit him in the face as the glass pane in front of him lifted. Opening his eyes a smile graced his face as he realized he wasn't dead. A tiny headache was a fair tradeoff for his head. All around him kids were stumbling to their feet, disoriented and confused. The lights flashed on, brightly causing them to wince. Calmy Ian stepped out onto the floor of the ship. He stood up straight, easily seeing above everyone around him.

Following the crowd to the enterance of the ship, he was about to laugh and make a joke about a bathroom break where the door slid open. All thoughts left his mind as his vision was filled with an entire world. The brightness from inside the cabin was nothing in comparison to the outside. Ian let his eyes shut for a brief second while they adjusted before eagerly opening them to stare out at everything. Carefully and cautiously he approached the door, before slowly setting a foot on the soft grass. Nothing immediately happened so he stepped completely out and into the sun.

A laugh burst out of his chest. He was finally free. Five long days... and eighty years if you count the ones asleep. Stepping in front of the crowd of people he turned to them and ripped off the prisoner shirt that was assigned to him the day he was convicted. Holding it up above his head, he let out an animalistic yell before throwing it to the ground. "Fuck the Inquisitors." Most of the crowd was silent as they watched him. A small fire from the crash lit the piece of clothing on fire. Ian stood there waiting. Waiting to see who would join him in their new life on this planet of untold wonders.