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KaleyEastern Standard TimeRoleplay SampleTaken from ✎ 1x1 ✐(view spoiler)[A young woman with caramel brown locks walked down a hiking trail. Her citrus green eyes examined everything before gazing back at the man she was with. She smirked at him and chuckled at a thought passed through her mind. "Brian where are we headed off to today?" She asked curiously, shaking the previous thought away. Brian had come over and asked if she wanted to go for a walk, seeing as they've been good friends for as long as they could remember, she accepted. The woman, Ambrosia, was walking with a slight skip to each step. She had a soft smile on her lips and a secret thought bubbled in her mind again. Ambrosia was sick of turning around to gaze at Brian, so instead she started to walk backwards and gazed at him. "So do you think that loose prisoner was the one that committed that recent murder?" She asked him, seeing as that was they most recent news. Ambrosia turned so that she was walking sideways almost. She kept walking like that until she tripped over a root and fell right on top of a guy laying on the path. "Oh gods I'm so....." Ambrosia's apology was cut short was she looked at the guy and realized he was dead. She screamed and fell backwards, away from him. She had his blood all over her because his stomach had been torn into leaving his intestines slinking out and he was missing his hands and tongue. His eyes were dull and lifeless, glazed over and staring straight up. She scrambled farther away from him before running into Brian, still trembling. Ambrosia gazed at the body and tears sprung in her eyes. She curled over and vomited from the sight. Then to add on top of everything, she realized that the gory mess in front of her was the loose prisoner. She scrambled farther away from the body, but the blood on her was already giving her a nauseated feeling and she was growing lightheaded. She opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out and she just sat in the dirt trembling, fear in her eyes. (hide spoiler)]
Lysela knelt beside the dead Imperial soldier, resting a hand gently on his face. It was riddled with scars and dirt, and his deep brown eyes were frozen in a permanent state of fear. Without looking, she used her free hand to pull a throwing knife from his throat. Lysela wiped the blood on his Legion leathers and slipped the knife back into her cloak, closing his eyes and standing up.She hadn't meant to kill him, really. Lysela had been passing through Helgen when she heard of the beheadings; naturally, she decided to stick around and watch, but things had taken an unexpected turn when the dragon showed up. Lysela had fled and made her way into the Keep, where she stumbled upon the torture room.An Imperial soldier had questioned her, threatening her at sword-point wondering why she was there. Apparently, he hadn't seen the dragon yet, but Lysela disregarded that. She had taken one of her throwing knives and rammed it right into his neck, which, although it wasn't the intended use, worked pretty well.It, at least, raised less suspicion than her magic would have. In fact, her knives were usually kept as a last resort, as she was a powerful mage that didn't shy away from her natural affinity for the arcane. But she couldn't have any soldiers hearing anything and coming up there; if there was one that hadn't been above ground in a while, there were definitely others. Without knowing about Alduin, they'd think she was just meddling where she didn't belong.Luckily for her, none had come. She figured they were all on the surface then by orders of the General, Tullius, his name was, trying to defend the village.Before she could advance further into the underworks of Helgen, she heard someone enter down the stairs behind her. Without turning to face the other or others, Lysela waved a hand and lit one of the torches on the wall.
Name:PadfootTimezone:CentralRoleplay sample:(view spoiler)[Lily couldn't believe such a thing has happened! Cole had always been so sweet to her! The fact that she was now running from him terrified out of her mind was not something she ever expected to be doing. She was beyond exhausted but she pushed herself to keep running. She had long since lost track of where her brother Lucas had ran off to. The woods were to big to keep track of where each other were when splitting up had been the best option.She could feel her lungs burning as she forced herself to run faster. She could hear Cole running behind her trying to catch up to her. She could also hear him calling, mocking her. "LILY! OH LILY SWEETHEART! COME ON BABE DON'T RUN FROM ME! I JUST WANNA HAVE SOME FUN!" She felt a shudder pass threw her as she heard his mocking laugh ring out threw the dark forest. "I can't believe I dated that psychopath!" She panted out of exhaustion. She didn't know how long she'd been running but based on the fact that she had a killer stitch in her side and was ready to pass out it had probably been awhile.Lily was terrified. She knew for a fact that if he caught her he'd kill her. She knew he would considering he had just set fire to her house here in this small town. Her parents had been in that house and now they were dead. She was just glad to have made it out alive with her brother. She felt a thrill of panic shoot threw her at the thought of Lucas. She was worried that Cole had found and killed him. No! she thought to herself, "don't think like that! You and Lucas are going to be just fine! It was very reassuring but it was the best she had.For some reason unknown to her Lily decided to look over her shoulder the second she stopped hearing Cole's continuous mocking calls to her. And in that making of such a stupid mistake that you see in horror movies all the time she tripped. Just like in the movies. She quickly stood and looked around not seeing anything. Her second mistake:stopping to lean against a tree and rest for a few seconds with her eyes closed. Why? Because when she opened her eyes he was standing right in front of her. A predatory grin on his face and his eyes as wild as a raging fire looking hungry for the kill. That was the thing about psychopaths, she knew, you didn't know they were psychopaths until this moment. The moment right before they killed you. Acting on peer instinct though she kneed him where the sun doesn't shine and while he was down grabbed the knife he had dropped. It was clean of blood thankfully. That meant he hadn't killed her brother. She knew because if he had he'd want to show her. Suddenly he straightened up and lunged at her. Acting on peer instinct and fear alone she brought up the knife and gutted him in the stomach. Stunned by her actions she dropped the knife and ran. (hide spoiler)]
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