AHeartlessNobody
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Wow thats really great. I hope my characters don't all seem the same XD I struggle with not doing that haha. Maybe I need to try that trick. Let's see.
**Anna**
Positive: Despite her anger attitude she has a big heart and likes to help people in need(_likely comes from her years of being in need herself when she lived on the streets_)
Negative: She has an angry disposition where she is mad at pretty much everything, the most being God.
**Cassie**
Positive: Her strong will is her main positive trait(_as shown by how long she has survived and has gone through so much yet still keeps going_)
Negative: She's a bit too trusting and forgiving(as shown by how easily she trusted Serix at first and forgave him when he tried to kill her. this could come to be pretty bad later on if she meets another alien, ect.)
**Mirabella**
Positive: She is a big dreamer(this is shown in her love for stories and her large imagination and curiosity)
Negative: Her fear of humans(while she wants to become one somehow and she admires them, at this point in time, being a witch, she knows they would kill her if they found out and so has to avoid and fear them)
I think I did okay with that haha XD Makes me definitely feel better about them. Hmmm, Serix's other trait. Idk. XD Is it Caring? Or Wonder? Theres so many things it could be haha.
Also, when I write reactions I sometimes look at the chart below It helps me XD
**“I didn’t want to wake you up,”** Serix said, his voice, to her surprise, rather calm despite the way she had just kicked him out of the bed and got annoyed at him for not moving her back to her own bed, **“I thought it would be better to let you rest. I wasn’t sure if you would wake up if I tried to move you, and honestly I was too tired to try, so I decided to just leave you where you were.”** Why did he have to make her feel so guilty about the way she had just acted toward him moments ago. He had to be such a gentlemen and here she was being the bad guy. She felt her cheeks flush more at the thought of how he had put her first, even giving her his blanket.
Sighing, she nodded, "Okay. Sorry for kicking you....I guess I'm just not...used to having people around and so to sudden;y wake up with another person in my face is kind of new to me." Though, with the way that kept happening she had a feeling she would get used to it rather soon if he kept this up. She was still just trying to wrap her mind around the fact they had slept in the same bed, her curled up against him like that. It was strange thought for her to be all snuggled up to a man who she had just met a few days ago and who had even kidnapped her and tried to kill her once. Things were moving and changing pace in the blink of an eye and she was desperately trying to keep up and figure things out.
How did she feel about him? And how did he feel about her? What were they to each other? Fellow survivors? Friends? Or something more? They certainly spoke to each other like it was something more. She felt her cheeks heat up once again and to avoid thinking about all that for now, she started going through her bag she had put the weapons in and pulled out what she had chosen to be her main hand gun(a Kimber Super Carry Pro), and spoke to him, "How about that shooting practice?"
She grinned now at the thought of seeing him try to work the guns and it made her almost laugh. Once she had her gun in her hand, as well as the extra ammo in the other, she nodded for him to follow him to the Robot Hanger, "We'll practice in the robot room. It's the biggest place and I can set up one of the big foam boxes for a target." And she walked in doing just that, drawing her own target and taping it onto one of the large foam boxes some of the metal parts of the robots used to be shipped in. As soon as that was set up, she moved to stand beside him her own gun in her hand.
She wasn't going to shoot or even get the gun ready yet. First she wanted to see how far he could go without needing her help or being surprised by the power and damage a gun could inflict, "First things first, don't point the barrel at yourself, don't point it at anyone else, and try not to hit anything the ammo could bounce off of. Alrght, now show me what you can do."
I love it XD Im such a fan girl of the guys you make haha.
Well like I said, this idea is really inspired by the movie and doesn't really tie in with it. But if you wanted, I would say before. I was hoping for my girl to be the princess(life source) and yours to be an Atlantean male. Essentially what was I thinking for my female was when she was young, om of the Atlantean's started rebelling at the fact Atlantis got sunk and ended up killing the king and his wife, but not having the heart to kill the young princess, they get one of their gifted young Atlanteans(your male) to erase her memories so they could send her to the surface. Basically after that happened she has been living in the human society, not remembering anything of her past, and slowly after she was sent away, the crystals in Atlantis begin to loose their power because she is so far away from Atlantis. They don't really start to see the hangs until years later though and when they do, they decide they must bring her back and sends the boy who erased her memories in the first place to retrieve her. This is just kind of a basic outline XD We can fine tune it if need be. Now as for your female and my male, I'm cool with whatever ideas you have for that.
Well see my idea for it kind of goes off a bit from the actual story of the movie. It has the same concept of the society and such. Anyways, before I start explaining, did you want this to be you playing male and me a female, or did you want it to be a double up?
Cassie sat in silence, waiting for him to get done sorting out in his head how he would tell the story to her out loud. And when he was ready, she did as he said, closing her eyes and trying to picture the story as he told it. The way it sounded, it reminded her of very old human stories people would come up with years and years ago, when the Native Americans were still around. It was really interesting to imagine. Trees so tall that one would have to climb for days just to get to the top? Moss and other foliage that glowed? It all sounded so amazing that she would have loved to have seen it.
And she was sure that Serix probably wished that too. She was still getting used to the fact that, while he was Lunairan, he had never stepped foot on Lunar. He had grown up on a ship, away from practically any planet at all. She wondered how that made him feel. She wondered if he realized that even if he wasn't at the Lunairan's side anymore that Earth was still his new home. So many questions in her head about all these things.
As the story went on, she listened quiet and it kind of felt like when her father would tell her stories before bed. Slowly, Serix's soothing voice was luring her to sleep and before she knew it, she was out for the count, sliding down from her seated position to lay beside Serix in the bed, dreaming first of the many wonders of Lunar. Of being there herself, and Serix being there with her. Of exploring the planet's moss and plants, learning as much as she could of her mother's planet.
Then though, at the thought of her mother, her dreams began to shift until she was back home in their rather large house, her in her bedroom, which was painted pink and had anything cute you could imagine in a little girl's room, and her parents in their room. This was more a memory wrapped up into the form of a dream because next thing she knew, she was hugging tightly to her stuffed bear, who she had named upon getting him Mr. Flufferbottoms and was probably still in her old home to this day because she hadn't thought to take him with her when she and her uncle left that home the night after her parents had been taken and killed by the aliens. As she hugged the little bear, she ran down the hall to where her parents were sleeping and began to crawl into the bed with them, both of them sitting up to look at her sleepily.
"Castiel?" Her mother spoke first, violet eyes looking at her from the dark,leaving the little girl entranced by their glow momentarily, "What's wrong sweetie?"
"There are monsters in my room..."
This always seemed to worry her parents when she said that, though he had never known why. Her father simply would get up from the bed and go her room while her mother held her close in a protective manner. A few moment would pass and he would come back, nodding his head to her mother, "Everything is fine. She probably just had a nightmare." He looked to Cassie now, that half smile on his face as he spoke, "Is that what it was?" Cassie gave her father a sheepish look before nodding, and he just chuckled, leaning down to try and pick her up, "Come on, there's nothing to worry about. Back to bed for you."
Despite him trying to pick her up, little Cassie clung to her mother, shaking her head, "I wanna stay with you two."
Her mother gave her father a smile, holding the girl closer, "Come on now Steven. Just one night can't hurt."
"You say that every night when she comes in here." He said with a chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck then crawled back into bed and kissed his wife before playfully nuzzling his face against his daughter's, "You win squirt. You can stay."
Cassie giggled, nuzzling her head against her father's as well, hugging him before she sank back into her mother's arms, falling peacefully asleep and feeling more than safe in her mother's arms.
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Maybe her dreams had somehow affected her in real life, because when Cassie woke up, she found herself in a very unusual position, her small frame curled up against Serix's side, her head resting on the front of his shoulder. It took her a moment to realize this though, and when she did, her eyes grew wide and she yelped, sitting up quickly, and at the same time kicked him out of the bed, "What dd I tell you about getting in my face while I sleep?" She said, trying to catch her breath from the shock, her cheeks a bright red as he slipped a blanket, _his_ blanket from around her, letting it fall back onto the bed.
Okay, so maybe it was her fault this time. After all, she was on his bed. But she wasn't going to correct herself out loud. She simply stood up form the bed and stepped over him, going over to her own bed, and sitting down on the edge of it, "Why didn't you just wake me up and tell me to go back to my own bed? It probably would have been more comfortable for you."
Yeah. Actually in my interest check I just made a few days ago I was looking for someone to do an rp inspired by that with me. Are you interested? ;)
No its cool XD Thats why I reminded you. We can continue it if you want? Its up to you. If you're bored of it or something w can always start a new one so I'm good either way.
Cassie watched hi as he layed down side ways, the two of them looking over at each other from across the room again and as they did, she layed sideways, her head snuggled against her pillow once more as she pulled her blanket tight around her and stared at his eyes in the darkness. So, they told stories telepathically. She guess that would make it more visual, but at the same time, telling a story in a more verbal sense just seemed like it would have more power behind it. After all, using words and tones to tell the story was what made it so...fun. But then again, she had never had a story told to her through her mind before so how would she know which was better and which was not?
When he said would would tell her one and asked her if she wanted him to try, she nodded happily, smiling softly over at him, "Yeah. I want to hear what kind of stories your people tell each other." She sat up after saying that and feeling her way across the room, she went to sit on his bed as well so that she would be right there and he wouldn't have to be telling her the story from across the room. She sat there, cross legged, her back against the wall as she looked at him, waiting for him to start. What kind of stories did the Lunairans tell? Was it all about their own kind? Warriors? Maybe of different species? Was it anything like the fairytales they had? Or were they more serious? She was very curious to find out. "Well? Go on. Or do you not have a good one to tell?" She teased, grinning over at him.
One of these days he was probably going to tell her off for her sassy attitude toward him. In fact she had been that way even before they had been on friendly terms. It was just who she was and she couldn't help that. She couldn't help but wonder if she sometimes got on his nerves doing that as well. Well, if she did, he hadn't spoken out about it yet, so she guessed he didn't mind thus far.
Smiling at him, she motioned her hand for him to start telling her the story, an expectant look on her face.
When he said would would tell her one and asked her if she wanted him to try, she nodded happily, smiling softly over at him, "Yeah. I want to hear what kind of stories your people tell each other." She sat up after saying that and feeling her way across the room, she went to sit on his bed as well so that she would be right there and he wouldn't have to be telling her the story from across the room. She sat there, cross legged, her back against the wall as she looked at him, waiting for him to start. What kind of stories did the Lunairans tell? Was it all about their own kind? Warriors? Maybe of different species? Was it anything like the fairytales they had? Or were they more serious? She was very curious to find out. "Well? Go on. Or do you not have a good one to tell?" She teased, grinning over at him.
One of these days he was probably going to tell her off for her sassy attitude toward him. In fact she had been that way even before they had been on friendly terms. It was just who she was and she couldn't help that. She couldn't help but wonder if she sometimes got on his nerves doing that as well. Well, if she did, he hadn't spoken out about it yet, so she guessed he didn't mind thus far.
Smiling at him, she motioned her hand for him to start telling her the story, an expectant look on her face.
Cassie smirked lightly when he said he could adjust and shook her head to herself, "Ooookay. if you say so." She stated, looking up at him when he laughed at the knife and shook her head once more, the grin on her face. A knife was a very useful tool in the world they lived in. It was funny how his mindset was still in the Lunairan mindset where all these humans tools either seemed useless or simple to him. Where as, in reality, a lot of these tools were made just for the purpose of worlds such as this one. Worlds were they had to survive with everything they had.
When he mentioned the lights she thought for a moment and nodded, "Yeah, I think I can. If I'm correct there was a breaker in the room with the generator." She stood up, "I was thinking about turning them off in here anyway. It's kind of hard to sleep with the lights on, you know?" She walked to the door and nodded for him to follow, "Come on, I'm going to show you where its all at. Wouldn't hurt in case I need you to turn it back on Mr. I Can See Better In the Dark."
Once he was following her, she walked down the hall and to the room where the generator was. Over to the side was the breaker, which she opened it up, showing him all the switches, "Here we go. All of these are labeled with each room. All you do is flip the switch," She did just that, flipping it so that the lights in the bedroom would turn off, and looked to him, "And out goes the power in that room. It' pretty simple."
Yawning, Cassie moved to walk around him, "Well, now that is taken care of, let's go get some sleep like you suggested. Tomorrow we'll see how well you can shoot that gun." She teased, knowing she was going to get a kick out of his reaction to the kickback of the guns.
Once they were back to the room, she opened the door, finding it pitch black, "Well, I guess this will have to do for now. Maybe I can build a lamp or something out of some scrap parts in the next few days." Flopping down onto the bed, she looked over to him, the door cracked just enough to give a little light, but not much. Still, it was easy for her to see him because of how his glowing eyes stood out in the dark, "Serix, I have a question. As a kid, did the Lunairan's tell stories? You know, like any types of stories? If they did, I'd really like to hear one."
When he mentioned the lights she thought for a moment and nodded, "Yeah, I think I can. If I'm correct there was a breaker in the room with the generator." She stood up, "I was thinking about turning them off in here anyway. It's kind of hard to sleep with the lights on, you know?" She walked to the door and nodded for him to follow, "Come on, I'm going to show you where its all at. Wouldn't hurt in case I need you to turn it back on Mr. I Can See Better In the Dark."
Once he was following her, she walked down the hall and to the room where the generator was. Over to the side was the breaker, which she opened it up, showing him all the switches, "Here we go. All of these are labeled with each room. All you do is flip the switch," She did just that, flipping it so that the lights in the bedroom would turn off, and looked to him, "And out goes the power in that room. It' pretty simple."
Yawning, Cassie moved to walk around him, "Well, now that is taken care of, let's go get some sleep like you suggested. Tomorrow we'll see how well you can shoot that gun." She teased, knowing she was going to get a kick out of his reaction to the kickback of the guns.
Once they were back to the room, she opened the door, finding it pitch black, "Well, I guess this will have to do for now. Maybe I can build a lamp or something out of some scrap parts in the next few days." Flopping down onto the bed, she looked over to him, the door cracked just enough to give a little light, but not much. Still, it was easy for her to see him because of how his glowing eyes stood out in the dark, "Serix, I have a question. As a kid, did the Lunairan's tell stories? You know, like any types of stories? If they did, I'd really like to hear one."
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