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Current putting yourself out there is scary, yes. but you rob yourself and others of those positive and welcoming interactions you might have. high risk, high reward. you've got this, friend.
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Friends over so I'm away from my PC. Will get to owed stuff as soon as I can!
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7 mos ago
you all are making me feel old. dragoncave levels of old.
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7 mos ago
I want to write silly romance plots. That's it. That's the update.
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Buried in chores this weekend. I'll be back to writing/plotting with folks by Monday at the latest!! ♡
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Sorry. I'm sick and up waaaaaay too early for registration (@7:30). I won't really be free until much later tonight. I apologize. Dx

(Plus, I can't really think straight so my post would probably be shit right now.)


Isa could feel someone walking up behind her but she felt that overwhelming anxiety that comes with the decisions one has to make. Turn and see who it is\stay as you are\turn and smile like nothing happened. The last option seemed like the best but for some reason she couldn't bring her body to do the action that she was telling it to do.

And so she stayed, staring at the floor until a hand pulled her shoulder around, forcing her to look at the person behind her which was the girl from before, Indigo. Isa put a faint smile on her face, the best she could manage.

“I have found that your people are cruel.” Indigo muttered, not unkindly but matter-of-factly. “Your people are quick to flip their allegiance – lacking loyalty. They will not last long on the field. Take pride.”

Isa nodded slowly, tears filling her eyes. Indigo's words wouldn't change what kind of person Isa was and the things she had done. "Thank you." She return, her voice barely a whisper.

She blinked as she was pulled up suddenly, her tears suddenly drying. She was trying to get loose of Indigo's grip, wriggling about, when she heard the voice of a familiar individual. It was smooth but a bit snippy, sarcasm dripping. Her head shot up to look at Sylvia, one of her superiors and she swallowed, nervous.

Yes, Sylvia was right. There were always nicer people around, enough nice people as rude. It was a fact of life. She turned to look at Indigo and smiled. "Shall we take her up on that offer? It would be useful to get to know each other and we'll have to talk eventually, anyway." She asked, Indigo, smiling brightly, her eyes slightly red and still wet from the moment before.
"Love covering the floor."

...Excuse me. I need to go wash my brain out with bleach. -cough-

Also, hi. :3

-scurries back to paper she should be writing-
@SillyGoy

...timing.

xD
Belle found herself sitting alone in one of the larger cafeterias, slowly munching on pizza while reading Dante's Inferno. She'd been meaning to read it for the longest time and now that she'd finished her latest piece, she finally had the time to do so. So far, it was... interesting. She had to admit, the thought of placing her enemies into a fiery inferno was a rather pleasant idea but she didn't know if it would be considered... 'tasteful.' She didn't consider it so, anyway.

Sighing as she reached Canto XIII, something about trees groaning and moaning. She'd probably get to it later. For now, she had enough of it. Placing the last bit of pizza crust into her mouth, Belle stretched, the sudden realization donning on her. How long had she been here? Like... an hour or two?

...

Her shoulders jumped up in a shrug as she jumped up and walked over to the counter to get more pizza to stuff in her face. Picking up her books along the way, she made way for the nearest outdoor table and sat down, content to watch the cloud pass by as she nibbled on her pizza. It was a nice day after all and cloud watching was a particular hobby of hers.

Her mind went back a few days ago, to the phone call with her mother. She could feel her heart tightening at the thought. Her mother had that affect on her. That feeling you get when something comes by that fills you with such dread that you simply want to run for the nearest tight, dark hole to crawl in. Then again, she might start burying you in it. Belle wouldn't have put it past the old crook.

Her mother was determined to marry her off to some wealthy son of some company CEO or something. She had no interest in it what-so-ever. Her father kept trying to tell her mother that but she refused to listen. How many guys had she turned down? At this point, it was becoming an art form.

Regardless, she was here now, one year later, sunbathing with pizza between her teeth and a lovely (completed) painting in her room. Life was good.


If one could see behind the Harp's mask, they'd know 'it' was smiling. It was a soft smile, for all intents and purposes, and though 'it' knew no one would see it, the sentiment still remained.

"I didn't expect you would, Kaalia." It spoke, a hint of a smile in it's machine-like voice. "It's nothing too terribly interesting, I'm afraid. But it does have us curious. And, if you want me to be honest, we are simply probing to gauge a reaction. The numbers are off. There are more and more Lost appearing each day. The affected towns and cities can't handle the increasing numbers. And it's not just the numbers, some of them are showing signs of evolution, like nothing we've ever seen before. I need your group to go down there and give us eyes on what happening down there and relay whatever information you can back up to us." It explained, crossing arms pensively. "I don't trust anyone else with this mission. I hand selected this group myself, the counsel aside. They'll get over it." It explained, an ominous tone about it's voice.

The Harp turned to look out at the window, looking through black lace at the sky before it. "The casualty numbers are skyrocketing, it's not something we can afford to stand around thinking about much longer." It explained further, turning back to stare at Shae and then at Kaalia. "I know you may not like it and it may seem like I am keeping things from you. But you must trust me. I would never turn you towards something I did not think you could handle." It told them, wanting ever so desperately to give a gentle squeeze to their shoulders but knowing it's limitations.

"Now, take these forms. They detail the places you will be visiting and which ones I recommend you visit first. Please, take care of your team mate, I am entrusting them to you. Isa can be... rough at times but she has a good heart. Linta and Indigo are both strong fighters and well disciplined. They may not know our ways just yet, but give them time and be patient with them. They want to help." Finished with it's piece, the Harp turned sharply and walked away, waving briskly at the two behind it, the men following.

≾ ❖ ≿


Isa found herself following Sylvia for some reason. After the meeting was over, she didn't really want to be alone and she didn't know what would be happening now. She'd never actually been deployed.

"Hey! Wait up!" She called over, running to try and catch up to the wolf feren. However, Isa was too preoccupied with watching Sylvia, that she failed to notice the foot that popped out from no-where and fell on her face, landing with a rather comedic "splat."

"Hah! Watch where you're going, Easy Isa! Didn't you know that walking is Isa Easy?" the male yelled, already walking away, laughing with his friends. Biting her lip, Isa sat up on the floor, crossing her legs in a fit of embarrassment, her cheeks red as beets.

"Isa Easy, I understand but... I'm not easy! In fact, I'm one of the few girls on this ship you can't get into the pants of!" She spoke, starting as a whisper but slowly growing into a yell, mostly at the world. "Ugh! I don't even date!" She groaned, falling backward as she succumbed to the plight that was her life. Staring up at the ceiling, she thought about Sylvia Sterling. She must have just kept walking. She wouldn't want to be seen with "Easy Isa." So what if she couldn't do anything other than the easy difficultly on the simulations. It wasn't that Normal was particularly hard, it was just the pressure. If they didn't tell her it would be even a bit harder, she might actually do well. But she always got nervous when someone told her it would be on Normal that day. And since then, people have used "Isa Easy" as an adjective for things that are so easy, they have to be paired with the failure that can't even get past the normal difficulty.

...

It was always the fear...

The fear of failure...

The face of Isaac always came to her in those moments, those clutch moments. She needed to get past it. But something about the way he looked at her just before the beast took him away sent chills down her spine. H-Had it been her fault? Had she been trained, she could have saved him. She had failed him, and she'd seen it on his face that day. Since then, all of the children looked at her differently. She heard the whispers they swapped in the night.

Isa... She just... let him die, didn't she?

I'm scared, what if she's cursed?

Yeah, everyone around her gets eaten by Lost. Even her parents.

SHH. I think she's coming.


...It had been a big part of her decision to come here. To get past that difficulty, to prove to them that she wasn't cursed. But... Was she? Was she just naturally unlucky?

For the next few moments, Isa simply sat in the middle of the hallway, slouched with her eyes staring listless at the floor. A strange appearance for the usually plucky girl.




Name: Isabelle "Belle" Castillo

Age: 17

Gender: Female (Though she has been mistaken for a male.)

Personality: Artistic and bubbly, Belle tends to get on people's nerves. There are some people who also say she's a bit bi-polar as she can go from being happy and bubbly, to suddenly running off to do something with a blank stare on her face. She never likes to sit still and loves meeting new people and making new friends. She can't stand sweet foods and she hates, 'perfect' people.

Talent:

Artist: Belle is good at all facets of the arts; literature, digital and traditional medias, and music.

Ability:

People Whisperer: Belle can use her artistic abilites, music, paint, literature or otherwise, to make people feel a certain way. In this, she can impart emotions on to the person viewing, hearing, or touching her art. Once the art has been created, she no longer has control over it, though the art will lose it's power within a day or two.

Bio: Belle is the daughter of a wealthy family and is treated as a princess. However, she has other plans. She hates the dresses they put her in and the things they make her do. She'd much rather spend her time doing art, listening to her imaginary friend, "Muse." After a fight with her parents, Belle ran away from home, choosing to stay at a nearby school. Her parents, unable to bring their daughter back, reluctantly decided to fund her and now she will occasionally go home to visit with the promise that they won't try to hook her up with a 'prince' and she won't do any art.

Other: ...Uh... Belle isn't afraid to speak her mind. At all. :|

OH, and she has a pet cat named Kiri. He's a fat, black and white cat that lives in her room.
Ah I see...

I just wonder which talents could relate to hitting hard and being able to take hard hits...

Other than you know, martial arts of sorts...

I will try and think of something though.

If we're talking about potential character ships I might want in on that...


#Boppy2015



Name: Isabelle "Belle" Castillo

Age: 17

Gender: Female (Though she has been mistaken for a male.)

Personality: Artistic and bubbly, Belle tends to get on people's nerves. There are some people who also say she's a bit bi-polar as she can go from being happy and bubbly, to suddenly running off to do something with a blank stare on her face. She never likes to sit still and loves meeting new people and making new friends. She can't stand sweet foods and she hates, 'perfect' people.

Talent:

Artist: Belle is good at all facets of the arts; literature, digital and traditional medias, and music.

Ability:

People Whisperer: Belle can use her artistic abilites, music, paint, literature or otherwise, to make people feel a certain way. In this, she can impart emotions on to the person viewing, hearing, or touching her art. Once the art has been created, she no longer has control over it, though the art will lose it's power within a day or two.

Bio: Belle is the daughter of a wealthy family and is treated as a princess. However, she has other plans. She hates the dresses they put her in and the things they make her do. She'd much rather spend her time doing art, listening to her imaginary friend, "Muse." After a fight with her parents, Belle ran away from home, choosing to stay at a nearby school. Her parents, unable to bring their daughter back, reluctantly decided to fund her and now she will occasionally go home to visit with the promise that they won't try to hook her up with a 'prince' and she won't do any art.

Other: ...Uh... Belle isn't afraid to speak her mind. At all. :|

OH, and she has a pet cat named Kiri. He's a fat, black and white cat that lives in her room.
Hmm.. I dunno if I meet the reqs...

-cough-

Heeeeeeey. :D

I'm going to rework Belle, but she'll be essentially the same. Just know, again, that I'm a busy bee and things happen which cause me to not be able to post. So ye...
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