Orphanage (re-do) P R I V I T E

spiritwolf3 • 26 December 2012 at 3:04 PM

A T T E N T I O N *ROLEPLAY IS NOW CLOSED* WE HAVE THE SUITABLE AMOUNT OF PEOPLE ALREADY.
You are abandoned and brought up in a old and cold Orphanage. The woman in charge nicknamed ''Big Bessie.'' is real cruel and once you're in you can never leave cause she will make up terrible tales to the couples trying to adopt you and they will not even think of it. You and a bunch of other children must try and escape and get to freedom but it is located in a remote area making the chances of freedom even more slim. *Ages between 10-18 in charas*

-RULES-
~You are not ALLOWED to be able to beat the owner of the Orphanage.
~You can't be the ultimate person and get away with everything.
~You must obey these rules, if you don't I will be forced to ban you and if you continue to roleplay despite the ban we will ignore you.
~Send me your forms in messages and I will decide if you can join I have the right to say no.
Form:
Name:
Age:
Looks;
Personalty:
Why you're here:
History:
@jupiter_hollow
@ninjagirl
Others idk

ninjagirl • 26 December 2012 at 3:06 PM

@spiritwolf3 OMFGOMF *private BuUUUUT LET ME LOVE YOU FOREVER

Form: YOLO
Name: Katia An Barde
*Putting in gender ❤️* Gender: Girl
Age: 14
Looks: Standing at 4'6, Katia is petite. Her raven black hair is straight and stops at her waist. A fringe goes across her large eyes, all shades of purple, framing her soft features. (Picture XD I drew her and stuff http://i.imgur.com/3cxRK.jpg)
Personality: Quiet and smart, Katia prefers the company of animals to people. She LOVES books and will read anything she can get her hands on, even signs. She can be quite immature and stubborn, but she means well and is loyal to her friends. She is completely insane though.
Why you're here: After her father died, her brother disappeared and her rich aunt had her sent to the orphanidge.
History: She used to be rich. She lived in a mansion with her father, the owner of large companies, and her older brother, who had always been very kind to her. One day she found her father dead and soon after that her brother abandoned her.

spiritwolf3 • 26 December 2012 at 3:11 PM

I wrote private omg
auto correct watgjkgfn
@ninjagirl aha yeah re start c;

ninjagirl • 26 December 2012 at 3:16 PM

@spiritwolf3 same charas bruv? ;D

spiritwolf3 • 26 December 2012 at 3:17 PM

Yup well if you want c;
@ninjagirl

ninjagirl • 26 December 2012 at 3:18 PM

@spiritwolf3 kewlness XD oh wait should I send the form in Pm? 😱

spiritwolf3 • 26 December 2012 at 3:21 PM

Yeah c: then if I accept you can post it here @ninjagirl

ninjagirl • 26 December 2012 at 3:21 PM

@spiritwolf3 OKIES ^-^ gimme a moocow

jupiter_hollow • 26 December 2012 at 3:25 PM

@Spiritwolf3 I'll make Aizel again. >w< I've developed her even more than before. 😊 And this roleplay just brings back old memories. ❤️

Name: Aizel Kay Tylk
Age: 17
Looks: Height of 5'2, always making her the midget of the group. Athletic build and slightly muscled arms and legs. Tanned skin, matching coal black hair, worn in a shoulder-length bob haircut. Eyes are a striking black color. Sharp features and a nihilistically dull look to her eyes. Clothing consists of mainly black clothes - raggedy jeans, plain top, faded hoodie, once the color of cosmic blue. Two twin Guns are strapped to her hips. One oddicity of her appearance is the deep and thin line from a knife travelling from her right shoulder, down the bicep and ending at her elbow, where five stitches are located.
Personality: Constantly living on the edge of life, she's developed a bleak outlook of it, to the point of lacking any visible trace of kindness or mercy towards people, nice or not. Rather hostile towards anyone daring to try and operate her actions or change her mind. A notable feature of her character is her nonchalancy when dealing with pain - both physical and mental, whether it's her that's enduring it or somebody else. Her range of emotions is twisted as well - she cannot force a true smile, just smirks; she varies through sadness, annoyance, rage, but never happiness or excitement. This suggests a relatively calm personality but oh contrare - Aizel is short-tempered to the extent.
Why you're here: She needs someone to control her temper and turn her into a 'civilized human being'.
History: Lack of parental supervision lead to her spending a big gap of her life in the streets. She was a street rat before being found by a few social workers and forced into a foster home. Being taken from the streets didn't help her position much, especially when she was placed under Big Bessy's jurisdiction.

seaangel • 26 December 2012 at 3:30 PM

@spiritwolf3

Name: Ally Stephens
Age: 16
Looks; Ally has straight light brown hair that reaches to the middle of her back. She's average height for a 16 year old girl, and has a beautiful hour glass figure. Her eyes are blue and seem to get darker the closer to the white of her eyes. Ally's eyes also seem to contain small emerald flecks that are more clustered when closer to the middle of her eyes. Her white skin is tanned and almost conceals light freckles under her eyes. She is not considered over weight, or overly skinny.
Personalty:Ally has a very free spirit, and not one to be bossed around. She's very stubborn, but under that she's very kind and funny. Even though she is stubborn, she is easily hurt and has a fragile heart. Ally does express her thoughts freely, but knows when to keep quiet. Her actions tell you how she feeling, which some people take advantage. The littlest things do get on her nerves and she will fix them if possible. Ally is very emotional, but covers it up until in a room by herself.
Why you're here: At about age five her parents were in a car accident and sadly didn't make it. Her grand parents were so very sick that they couldn't take her in so, she was sent to the orphanage.
History: She just barely remembers her parents, the rest of her memory is Big Bessie telling her lies. Ally has tried to stand up for herself and younger kids, but all her life she could not muster up the courage.

spiritwolf3 • 26 December 2012 at 3:33 PM

Name: Brendon O' Riley
Age: 17
Looks; Brendon has long curly raven coloured hair falling just above his shoulders, he is really pale and freckles cover his entire face also. He has unnatural bright blue eyes which sparkle and twinkle. Her is quite tall and even though he is really skinny he is quite muscular. Brendon has a dull expression almost all the time and is best known for a simple crooked smile.
Personalty: Brendon is an awkward young boy who doesn't speak much and doesn't give out opinions often. He is shy and seems to be always jumpy. He has a sleeve tattoo on his left arm ( a sleeve tattoo is when someone has a arm completely full of tattoos) it looks like this: http://25.media.tumblr.com/288638d0908bdf4a91e3599f61c45b21/tumblr_mfd19xx3ls1rgytqdo1_500.jpg
He has snake bite piercings and wears just a simple white t-shirt and blue jeans
Why you're here: Brendon has been here all his life and he is not quite sure why he is here.
History: None really but even if he does have one he wouldn't speak of it.

@jupiter_hollow
@ninjagirl
@seaangel

jupiter_hollow • 26 December 2012 at 3:37 PM

@seaangel EDIT XD

spiritwolf3 • 26 December 2012 at 3:38 PM

@jupiter_hollow she sent me a message and all those who post were accepted by me :L

ninjagirl • 26 December 2012 at 3:43 PM

@jupiter_hollow
@spiritwolf3
Hey guys ;u; yolo! XD

spiritwolf3 • 26 December 2012 at 3:45 PM

Who wants to start?
@ninjagirl
@jupiter_hollow
@seaangel
Or shall we wait>
I don't want too much people joining though..

ninjagirl • 26 December 2012 at 3:46 PM

@spiritwolf3 Yeah! We should start C:
@jupiter_hollow
@seaangel
XD

jupiter_hollow • 26 December 2012 at 3:46 PM

@spiritwolf3 We shall >w< @ninjagirl @seaangel Who starts? >3>

seaangel • 26 December 2012 at 3:47 PM

@spiritwolf3

I want the role play to start, but I don't want it to start it. XD

ninjagirl • 26 December 2012 at 3:47 PM

@jupiter_hollow not me cus YOLO XD
@spiritwolf3
@seaangel

jupiter_hollow • 26 December 2012 at 3:47 PM

@spiritwolf3 @ninjagirl @seaangel I'll start! 😃 Can I? >W<

spiritwolf3 • 26 December 2012 at 3:48 PM

Go ahead @jupiter_hollow c;

ninjagirl • 26 December 2012 at 3:48 PM

@jupiter_hollow please do *w*
@spiritwolf3
@seaangel

jupiter_hollow • 26 December 2012 at 4:10 PM

@Spiritwolf3 @Ninjagirl @Seaangel #Intro

Just a warning - Aizel will be arriving today in the orphanage, that alright witchu? >w<"

Slowly piercing the obsidian night, small streams of sunlight trickled onto the sky, framing the early morning with gloomy crimson clouds. Soon the flame-tinted sun rose, trailing diagonally across the horizon and engulfing what was left of the fading stars. The day began with a dull background, however, as the previously gorgeous dawn morphed into a monotonous gray, seeping shadows over the small city.

It wasn't the loud cheers of newspaper salesmen or sellers that woke her up, like they usually would have... Instead of the bustling life outside her window, today she awakened to complete silence. Looking around, she took in her surroundings and recalled - she was at a temporary foster home. Her room was brightly colored, painted in a sickening peachy color that made her gag. The large, wide windows let in blinding sunlight.

Today was the day, she guessed by the sounds of preparation emited from downstairs. She couldn't resist the urge to roll her eyes. Shortly getting dressed, she gloomily trottled to the first floor of the house, glaring bloody death at each smiling face that welcomed her.

Moronic people... It seemed like the majority of the foster home seemed overly excited to be getting rid of her. True, the natural excuse 'We're happy to give her a new home' was frequently overheard, but she could hardly believe the sickly sweet home owners gave a piece of heck about her.

After furiously declining breakfast, she climbed back to snatch her boots and waited at the door, eager to head out.

spiritwolf3 • 26 December 2012 at 4:16 PM

A slight groan emitted from a bedroom. A young boy lay under the blanket (if you could call it a blanket) and slowly lifted their head up. Droopy and tired eyes stared around the small room as he tossed the sheet off and blinked slowly. His matted curly raven hair fell onto his dreary and unamused face. The floorboards creaked as he hoisted himself out of the bed and stretched and yawned making a low 'UGGH' noise. 'Man do I hate this place..' he moaned annoyed. His voice was deep and slow, also it had a heavy Irish accent to it. He soon departed the room just as the few streaks of sunlight were beginning to sneak into the room...


@Jupiter_Hollow
@Ninjgirl
@seaangel

ninjagirl • 26 December 2012 at 4:20 PM

@jupiter_hollow that's a Beautious piece of writing *o*
@spiritwolf3
@seaangel

Pacing back and forth in her room, Katia had been up for a while. She didn't know exactly how long, probably a couple of hours. She didn't want to go out there- it was too scary, with the fat witch and all the sad children.
She ended up sitting on her bed once more, rereading her only book. The Mysterious Benedict society. With riddles and mysteries and contradictions at every corner. She sighed, flicking another page. Her large eyes traced the words, a dark indigo. She looked up. She would have to leave this soon, the only place she felt alone in. She would have to leave for food. Then she would come back of course.. She hated it out there.
She would go out. Now. No, after one more chapter....

seaangel • 26 December 2012 at 4:26 PM

@spiritwolf3
@jupiter_hollow
@ninjagirl
~~~

There was a creaking of an old bed as a girl place her feet on the cold floor. Her hand brushed away straight messy hair from blue and emerald eyes. She yawned and got up blinking her eyes as several beams of light hit them.

"Ugh, another day with Big Bessie." The young girl groaned as she walked out of the room almost running into a young boy. "I'm sorry Brendon, I'm still a bit drowsy."

jupiter_hollow • 26 December 2012 at 4:43 PM

@ninjagirl *hugglebunch* >w< Yours is shorter and prettier ;3; @spiritwolf3 @seaangel
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By 7 AM sharp, they'd already walked out, gotten into the old-style rusty Honda and had taken off to the 'prairies'. She lay limp on the back seat, hand hanging off the car's windowsill as the familiar (but relatively boring) rumble of the engine lulled her to sleep. She didn't have a chance to drift off, however, as the car's tires soon came out on dry ground, waggling along a thin and lenghty path across the town's outskirts.

Her outtstretched hand reached the bushes and leaves outside and at some point, she brushed her fingers against some of the low hanging branches along the way. Her face remained emotionless... Slack lips, dull eyes, half lidded from boredom. Her eyebrow would twitch lightly, at the occasional questions the morons on the front seat kept bugging her with.

How their happy cheers annoyed her... Truly, it was aggravating (at the least) to hear a high pitched sound so loud and merry as the voice of her foster 'mother'.

"Shut up." she eventually grunted out, sadly failing to silence them.

spiritwolf3 • 26 December 2012 at 4:50 PM

Brendon stomped down the old dusty staircase causing dust to fly all over. 'I-It's okay..' he replied loudly. He let out a gruff cough before coming to a halt at the bottom. His left arm was covered in a series of tattoo's which seemed all different. One started at his shoulder which was a heart with stitches sewn through it finishing with a needle, another was a owl with big staring eyes perched on a branch back turned but still looking at you, then there was two snakes tied together both with grumpy expressions, one was blue the other was pink and in tiny letters under it said 'Opposites attract..sometimes.' in beautiful cursive writing. On his hand was his final tattoo and it was a tiny ruby red dragon blowing purple sparkling smoke all over. They took up his entire arm. Brendon entered the kitchen and sighed as he stared at the array of food which seemed mouldy and gone off with a letter saying 'Gone out, breakfast.' in almost unreadable writing.

@jupiter_hollow
@ninjagirl
@seanngel

ninjagirl • 26 December 2012 at 4:55 PM

@jupiter_hollow nuu~ you are teh queen of literacy o3o
@spiritwolf3
@seaangel

Aha, they were doing the riddles. Katia loved this book.
A chapter later, she begrudgingly put the book down and slid to the edge of the bed. She looked at her feet as they kicked back and forth. They were small feet, covered in long, grubby white socks. Katia sighed, patting her fringe down over her eyes. She didn't want to go out there.. Did she have to go out there..?
She stood up, passing over the old wooden boards to place a hand on the old door. She would have to go out there.. For food. 'For food.' She muttered, opening the door as if on a quest.

seaangel • 26 December 2012 at 5:14 PM

@spiritwolf3 @ninjagirl @jupiter_hollow

"Oh gross. Though, we might not get anything for awhile." Ally said as she looked down at the food, disgusted. She sat down in one of the chairs, pulling up her hair leaving only a few strands to frame her lightly freckled face.