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Jul 28, 2013 06:30PM
Hi! I'm Redbelle, I mean that's not my real name, that's just a nickname. Who wants to roleplay with me?
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I will! Is this where you write a story together?
Ok. This girl deleted her account. Anyone wanna write with me???
Hide?! Hide where?! WHERE?! OOH, A PORTAL! *Jumps in**Explodes*
Yeah. We just take turns writing parts of the story and we both have at least one character in the story. I terested?
lol indeed :3 I'm awesome like that
But terested is so much FUUUUUUUN!
Ok. Ummm... Ducky. Can you make a story's line? Just a basic idea of what's it's going to be about and we will build from that.
Today my the Assigning. Every time a member of our society turns 16, they are chosen if they are helpful to their community. If they are of use, they are assigned a job, family, and life. If someone is not of use to the community, they are thrown out of the borders and never seen again. Some say it's a fate worth then death. Some say it is a way to freedom. Soon, I will find out.
I splashed cold water onto my face, and the sudden change of temperature sent chills down my spine. I quickly got ready, and headed to the kitchen, where I would gather a small meal for my younger brother and I.
I splashed cold water onto my face, and the sudden change of temperature sent chills down my spine. I quickly got ready, and headed to the kitchen, where I would gather a small meal for my younger brother and I.
(For example, they could add in the brother. Someone might have to wait a little for a spot to add a character.)
((Three people on a quest to change society... I like that))
I was unsure if I would be of any use. What could I do that others couldn't? What made me special? I wasn't sure of the answers to the questions that rushed throught my head. Am I the only one who has a birthday today? Would there be others? The thoughts continued to rush through my head as I began to him a tune in my head, and swinging my hips to the melody. I had 3 more hours until I would have to leave my brother forever. Tears threatened to spill as I realized that I would have to leave my 14 year old brother alone, without a mom, dad, or even an older sister. He would have to grow up fast, as I did.
(Ok, maybe my character is from the poorer sides of the community and ducky's character is wealthy? Like they come from two different life styles???)
(Ok, maybe my character is from the poorer sides of the community and ducky's character is wealthy? Like they come from two different life styles???)
I finished mlcooking the meal for my brother. I hadn't been able to find enough food for both of us, so I would tell him I had already ate. I felt terrible feeding him stale cubes of bread, but that was all I couls find. I don't know how he will cope without me. Will he even survive? He has to. I need to stop thinking.
I stared at my reflection in the murky puddle that I stood above, preparing to bathe in. I surely couldn't be a transporters, for I was too weak. I couldn't be a teacher or mother, because I didn't have the looks that were necessary. What's could I provide to society. I had given hope by now. I began to peel of the thin layers of clothing I had on, until I was naked. I submerged into the small pool of water. "Just breathe, Bethy. Just breathe." I whispered out loud.
I stared at my reflection in the murky puddle that I stood above, preparing to bathe in. I surely couldn't be a transporters, for I was too weak. I couldn't be a teacher or mother, because I didn't have the looks that were necessary. What's could I provide to society. I had given hope by now. I began to peel of the thin layers of clothing I had on, until I was naked. I submerged into the small pool of water. "Just breathe, Bethy. Just breathe." I whispered out loud.
(Ok! The story will be paused until we can get together again!!!)
((Ooh, can I be the corrupt governor :3))
((He runs the whole society and oppresses anyone who isn't fit for society))
((Ok! I thought you were making a joke about some crazy dude..... where is my brain right now.....))
((I have to get some sleep for school tomorrow! Bye!!!!!))
Governor King shuffled around his office. The choosing was today, and he had a tough decision. The community was slowly growing into unrest. The poor's were demanding a better livelihood, and the rich wanted all the poor thrown out. Petitions from both parties sat on his desk. He could only sign one. He then smiled wickedly. He walked over to the rich's petition and signed it.
My eyes stung as I clung to my brother. He, too was full of tears. This was the last time I would ever see him. Short and sweet, I told myself. Don't drag this out. I gave him one last kiss on the cheek, and left him with the words, "stay strong."
I had begun the long walk, approximately five miles from my house. "The rich wouldn't have to walk. They could drive their cars. They couls wear gorgeous clothes. They could take a bath in fresh water." The thought p***** me off as I let out a groan and continurled walking.
I had begun the long walk, approximately five miles from my house. "The rich wouldn't have to walk. They could drive their cars. They couls wear gorgeous clothes. They could take a bath in fresh water." The thought p***** me off as I let out a groan and continurled walking.
Governor King walked into his Broadcast Station. His voiced boomed through all the TV's, Radios and loudspeakers around the city: "GOOD MORNING, COMMUNITY! IT'S A BRIGHT, HAPPY DAY HERE IN THE CITY, AND TODAY IS THE DAY WHERE OUR OF-AGE YOUNG ARE CHOSEN TO BE ONE OF OUR GREAT MEMBERS OF SOCIETY. THE CEREMONY STARTS VERY SOON!" *Click*
I was running at top speed once I had heard the announcements starting. He had started without me!! Then I noticed a Car driving past me. I bet that person in the Car would make it in time. I envied them, and I wondered if they were also turning 16 today. Then.... I heard a spueal as the foreign vehicle stopped at my side. (This could be the rich girl)
I was shocked. I stood there, looking at the beautiful girl in the eye, not fully comprehending what she was saying. When I finally brought myself back to my senses, I hung my head and whispered, "I am a Poor. I'm sure you wouldn't want scum like me in your car. "
Celebrations were heard in the back ground and the loudspeakers howled one last message: "THE CEREMONY STARTS IN TEN MINUTES!"King sat in the center of the Main Court, surrounded by the four other members of the council. 16 year olds have already flooded the room, waiting to be chosen. He beamed at the poor. They'd be out of his hair in a simple hour
I blushed and couldn't believe what I was hearing. "I said, barely audible, "I would love to ride in a car. I have never ridden in one before." And withe that, I crawled into the seat beside her.
"I'm Bethy!" I said withe a warm smile. "So, I'm assuming you come from the Rich? What's your family like? Is today your birthday also?" I tried to spark conversation before she kicked me out realizing how dirty I am.
I could feel her eyes scanning my outfit, and seeing that my once homemade dress was now reduced to shreds, and the boots I were wearing were simply found in a dumpster. Surely, she would notice I had no way to brush my hair, so I simply wrapped a cloth around the knotted mess. My looks were not impressive, and I was sure she was judging me and preparing the torturous jokes she would begin to tell soon enough. I could already feel my confidence shrinking as I realized how truly perfect she was.
I could feel her eyes scanning my outfit, and seeing that my once homemade dress was now reduced to shreds, and the boots I were wearing were simply found in a dumpster. Surely, she would notice I had no way to brush my hair, so I simply wrapped a cloth around the knotted mess. My looks were not impressive, and I was sure she was judging me and preparing the torturous jokes she would begin to tell soon enough. I could already feel my confidence shrinking as I realized how truly perfect she was.
((Sheesh, is there NO middle-class?))
I felt sorrow for her when she spoke about her family, and felt the need to return the favorite, a secret for a secret. "I understand how you feel about your family. My mother was a nurse, and came down with an epidemic that had spread like a wildfire throughout the Poor. There was no cure we could afford, so she ended up passing away. My dad hated my brother and I, and never paid any attention to us. He loved my mother, and we were just an obstacle between them. So, when she passed away, he committed suicide leaving by 10 year old brother and I alone. I was only 12 at the time, and so I was forced to become an adult at a young age. " I took a deep breath, because I had never told anyone about my life. I had never had a friend. The Poor had never made friends, in fear their few processions would be stolen. And then I remembered her offer about the clothes. "Do we have enough time for me to change?" I asked her, hoping that for once in my life, I might be slightly pampered and feel beautiful.
(Thia is how I pictured Bethy.)
Her dress- (it would be torn and dirty, and a much darker navy blue.)
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Her hair-
Her face-
Her dress- (it would be torn and dirty, and a much darker navy blue.)
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"That's alright. It made me stronger. Stronger for my brother, stronger for today. So.... about the clothing???"
I involuntarily gasped out loud as I noticed the beautiful clothing before me. "Anything?" I whispered to myself as I couldn't quite comprehend what an amazing offer she was giving me. Then, I noticed a light blue dress that reminded me of a pixie. Although it didn't fit my personality, where as I was a tomboy and this was a girly dress, I decided to go out on a limb and try it. Then, I realized I had been staring and gave Alice an apologetic smile. "Is this one ok?" I asked, then biting my lip. I wanted to try it on so badly. She quickly agreed, and I slipped my worn dress down my waist and out the new one on. Alice helped me accesorize with a few bracelets, a heart locket, and a pair of black flats with a bow in the center. (I was embarrassed to inform her that I had never walked in heels, but I wasn't going to trip in font of the whole community.)
(Does this bother you when I post pictures of the stuff in the story???)
I blushed a deep red, and felt my cheeks warm up more than they ever had. No one had ever complimented me before. No one had ever had a conversation with me. This whole experience was foreign to me. Was this what is was like to have a friend? "I love your outfit also! It fits you perfectly!!!" I hope o had said the right thing. Back in the Poor, everyone wore the same thing. No one was different. But now, I felt as though I was an individual, not just another robot. A sudden moment of panicky settled over me.
"Are we going to make it in time??? If we're late...... would they bother to decide for us? Or would they just kick us out? Well.... you came from the Rich, and so ok sure they would let you back into society..." My thoughts trailed off as I was afraid to finish the sentence.
"Are we going to make it in time??? If we're late...... would they bother to decide for us? Or would they just kick us out? Well.... you came from the Rich, and so ok sure they would let you back into society..." My thoughts trailed off as I was afraid to finish the sentence.
(This story is soooo cool!!!!!)
As we pulled up to the parking lot of the Main Court, I decided to say my goodbyes to ky first- and last friend. "Ummm..... this is probably awkward for you because I'm sure you've had lots of friends, but I just wanted to say... thanks. You were my only friend, even if it was only for ten minutes. So, good luck in your new life. I hope they assign you an important part of the community. Make a difference. And please watch out for my brother." I knew this would be the last time I would see her, before I was kicked out of the borders. There are very few occasions that Poor have ever made it into the community. I was a gonner.
I appreciated my friends warm words to me, but I couldn't believe her. I was Poor. Scum. Useless to society. I reached down and grabbed Alice's hand in a way to comfort her, but mostly myself. I'm not sure of anything anymore. But I have to stay strong. I'm not sure what for, but I just have to. I sent a squeeze of ebergy into her hand, and felt her return it. I sent a smile in her direction, and she returned it with equally as much support as we walked up the stepson to the stage. Together.
I ppanicked when Alice and I walkes on the stage. I didn't want her to lose her possibility of staying in the community. Iwhispered in ber ear, 'I don't want you to lose your role because of me." And then I let go of her and started walking to the other side of the stage. I have humiliated her enough.
