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9 yrs ago
Packing and moving back up to London, so sorry if I'm quiet for the next few days! :)
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Oh I hate writer's block, especially when you know what you want to write but just don't know how. I know it's not the kind of thing that I can help but if there is any way let me know! :) That's an open invitation to anyone, I'm all about that teamwork 
Aw, is this dying already?
Seeing the small movements Celeste was making Oscar leaned forward slightly to pay attention to what she was saying. When he understood the message Oscar grinned and straightened up to reply. Concentrating he signed out Good! And tired. You? He was ok with the actual signing, but remembering which signs were linked to which words was a lot harder. He knew she could hear just fine but thought it must be frustrating to have to communicate in a way many people didn't know. The least he could do was try to learn how to have a normal conversation in her language.
Putting a small pile of pancakes on her plate Morgan then reached for the syrup, because if you're having pancakes you might as well keep on going with the sweet rush. Beginning to tuck in she saw Missy walk down in her dress and heels, while she still sat in what she slept in with a shirt just thrown over the top. She couldn't help but admire anyone who could be so put together in the morning. "I love them shoes, Missy." Morgan said, clearly meaning it.
She thought over what she should wear today, planning to go into the city again to look for a job. She had no experience and bright blue hair, so things weren't really going her way. But she had to keep trying, her limited money wasn't going to last forever.
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Putting a small pile of pancakes on her plate Morgan then reached for the syrup, because if you're having pancakes you might as well keep on going with the sweet rush. Beginning to tuck in she saw Missy walk down in her dress and heels, while she still sat in what she slept in with a shirt just thrown over the top. She couldn't help but admire anyone who could be so put together in the morning. "I love them shoes, Missy." Morgan said, clearly meaning it.
She thought over what she should wear today, planning to go into the city again to look for a job. She had no experience and bright blue hair, so things weren't really going her way. But she had to keep trying, her limited money wasn't going to last forever.
Morgan had never been a talkative person in the morning. When she had first come to the warehouse she had tried to be more sociable over breakfast but as she began to settle in more she was growing more comfortable with just sitting back and watching the chaos. As the others began to make their way down Morgan simply welcomed them with a gentle smile. With a sip of her coffee she reflected over her short time in this place. She'd never much felt at home anywhere but this place didn't pretend to be a home, it was just safe. Safe was what she needed.
When the girl who insisted on being called Nyteshaed sat down it was clear she was looking - and likely feeling - a little worse for wear. At the mention of burning flesh Morgan wrinkled her nose but laughed it off. "I think I'll stick with the pancakes."
Taking a seat Oscar rubbed his hands as he looked over the delicious food in front of him. Taking just the right amount was a careful skill he had put much work into: too much and others would complain, too little and you would definitely be going hungry. With so many to feed there were rarely left overs. He cheerily greeted everyone and for Celeste he signed 'Good Morning' as best as he could. Seeing the Devonshires begin to make their way down to the kitchen he grinned and called out. "Ah! Thank you for being my alarm clock this morning, I would have hated to have missed such a glorious breakfast." He laughed and took a bite of bacon.
When the girl who insisted on being called Nyteshaed sat down it was clear she was looking - and likely feeling - a little worse for wear. At the mention of burning flesh Morgan wrinkled her nose but laughed it off. "I think I'll stick with the pancakes."
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Taking a seat Oscar rubbed his hands as he looked over the delicious food in front of him. Taking just the right amount was a careful skill he had put much work into: too much and others would complain, too little and you would definitely be going hungry. With so many to feed there were rarely left overs. He cheerily greeted everyone and for Celeste he signed 'Good Morning' as best as he could. Seeing the Devonshires begin to make their way down to the kitchen he grinned and called out. "Ah! Thank you for being my alarm clock this morning, I would have hated to have missed such a glorious breakfast." He laughed and took a bite of bacon.
Morgan had always been a morning person. She remembered her parents saying it had been a blessing and a curse, they never got a lie-in but at least she was early to bed. The latter wasn’t so true anymore. This morning, as with all mornings, she’d quietly made herself a coffee before returning to her room and sitting on the window sill. She sat there and watched the city come to life, music playing through headphones with her coffee in one hand and a cigarette in another. It was her favourite way to spend the morning.
Faintly hearing the row over her music she smiled to herself. The Devonshires disagreements was also as much a part of her morning routine, signalling that it was time for her to face the world. Putting out her cigarette and taking off her headphones, she threw a flannel shirt on over her shorts and cami. When she first came here she was more concerned with her appearance, but this morning her currently blue hair was very much untamed. Padding down to the kitchen, she gave a small smile as Ena danced around. "Morning." She said as she set to refilling her mug.
As the sun began to rise, Oscar was still very much sprawled across his bed fast asleep. For him mornings were very much for sleeping. However sleep too long and he'd miss another of his great loves: breakfast. After too many tragic near misses he'd reluctantly set an alarm so that's why suddenly his phone started to ring out 'La Bamba'. It was the little things, and it was enough to bring a faint smile to his lips as he stirred into consciousness. Fishing out the phone from among the covers he turned down the volume and jumped out of bed.
Hopping across the room as he pulled on trousers and finding a clean t-shirt, he then went and swung open the curtains. "I think today will be a good day." And then that delicious smell of bacon hit him and his smile only grew. Walking out of his room he called out, "Good morning everyone!" It was a risk - somewhere quite scary in the morning - but he was counting on Maeson's shouting having already done the most damage. Running down the stairs and seeing the beautiful sight before him, he dramatically put his hand to his heart and swooned. "Oh Ena! You are my saviour, an angel, truly!"
Faintly hearing the row over her music she smiled to herself. The Devonshires disagreements was also as much a part of her morning routine, signalling that it was time for her to face the world. Putting out her cigarette and taking off her headphones, she threw a flannel shirt on over her shorts and cami. When she first came here she was more concerned with her appearance, but this morning her currently blue hair was very much untamed. Padding down to the kitchen, she gave a small smile as Ena danced around. "Morning." She said as she set to refilling her mug.
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As the sun began to rise, Oscar was still very much sprawled across his bed fast asleep. For him mornings were very much for sleeping. However sleep too long and he'd miss another of his great loves: breakfast. After too many tragic near misses he'd reluctantly set an alarm so that's why suddenly his phone started to ring out 'La Bamba'. It was the little things, and it was enough to bring a faint smile to his lips as he stirred into consciousness. Fishing out the phone from among the covers he turned down the volume and jumped out of bed.
Hopping across the room as he pulled on trousers and finding a clean t-shirt, he then went and swung open the curtains. "I think today will be a good day." And then that delicious smell of bacon hit him and his smile only grew. Walking out of his room he called out, "Good morning everyone!" It was a risk - somewhere quite scary in the morning - but he was counting on Maeson's shouting having already done the most damage. Running down the stairs and seeing the beautiful sight before him, he dramatically put his hand to his heart and swooned. "Oh Ena! You are my saviour, an angel, truly!"
@UltimatePuzle There we go, got both of them now! :) Just wanted to make sure I had one finished before dinner
Name: Morgan Pace
Age: 19
Personality: Morgan will always put her best self forward. She's kind and honest, and never really grew out of the want to change the world. She hates to see anyone in unnecessary suffering and it's very evident in her behaviour, from the fact she's vegetarian to her often spending her limited money on buying meals for those who need it more. However she often neglects herself, because by putting her energy into others she doesn't have to deal with the hurricane in her mind. And of course it shouldn't be forgotten that she's reckless and willful, or why else would she have landed in this situation?
Favorite color: Changes between blue, purple and green, but you can tell which one it is at any given time by looking at her hair
Reason for running away: It's so cliche that she cringes at the thought, but it didn't seem a cliche at the time. She was in love. It didn't matter that she was 17 and he was 24, they were in love and nothing could stop them. But her parents didn't approve and tried to tell her what was best for her. So when he said he was moving across the country she followed blindly in the sure belief this was the chance they needed. It only took months for the whole thing to fall apart and for her to storm out with all her worldly belongings in a single bag.
Name: Oscar Lee
Age: 21
Personality: Everyone who meets him will no doubt agree that everyone needs an Oscar in their life, he is a genuinely lovely guy. His ability to see only the beauty in the world around him makes him a brilliant photographer and even better friend. Naturally this also makes him naive, but there are worse things to be. All this also means he gets along well with kids, and is happy to spend his time talking to them too.
Favorite color: Orange
Reason for running away: He didn't so much run away, not like the others. His family is a loving and caring one, however also a very poor one. Unable to afford any sort of further education he tried looking for a job but in his small town there was little to offer. So instead of staying and feeling like he was leaching off his parents he decided to move away - against their wishes - to somewhere he can earn some money, and send back any spare to them.
@UltimatePuzle Wouldn't be crazy at all! I haven't played a guy in a while but if you're patient with me it shouldn't be a problem :) But I have a female character in mind so if it's ok I'll set her up and then think on a guy. Should I post the CS in here or straght to the Character Tab?
Is there room for another girl? It's just that looking at the current balance I won't be offended if you say no :)
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