I am considering joining but I have a character I want to use and want to make sure she will fit into this rp. I thought it might be interesting instead of a regular adult female werewolf to have a child werewolf. I don't know who's child she could be, perhaps of another clan or even a survivor of a hunter attack. When I say child I mean she would be about 10 yrs old.
Thoughts?
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Because of my mom's cancer treatments and some other problems I may be slow on posting in things. please be patient with me.
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To all of the people I am in rps with : battling some depression right now, will be back in a day or two
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sorry I've been MIA guys. I've had a relapsed and been really sick the past two days. I'll be on tomorrow night to post.
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Heather - Resting Period - Hank
Heather felt her heart go still in her chest.
He had pushed her away...
He pushed her away and told her not to talk to him...
He could barely look at her...
As he walked away Heather stayed frozen to the spot, eyes wide and mouth open. Her eyes had the doe in the headlights look that was quickly blurred as tears gathered. A pain started in her chest, an ache that ate away at her getting bigger and bigger.
He pushed her away... she needed him and he pushed her away...
She waited for him to turn around, to say something else, hell for him to even flinch a little.
Nothing.
He just walked away like it was nothing.
Heather's chest started to jerk in an effort to breathe without pain. Her eyes blinked rapidly and she stared blankly at the ground, trying to deny that the last 10 seconds hadn't happened.
Hank had never done this before. No matter what arguements they had he was always there, he had never walked away from her.
He didn't want her, didn't want her presence. Did just the sight of her make him sick?
Her hands shook as she wrapped her arms around herself. She had felt dirty since that night, unable to get clean, unable to get the feeling of their hands off of her. She felt disgusting. And apparently she was disgusting if Hank couldn't stomach her.
Her legs felt shaky so Heather sank down onto a log. She turned her back on everyone, so no one would see her cry. She covered her face with her hands and proceeded to silently break down. It was the kind of crying that had no sound, just a lot of shaking and a lot of pain in the lungs and chest. She wished she could find a room somewhere and just scream and cry and sob loudly until she couldn't breathe, but that was possible.
People would probably see her crying and just think it was PTS over what had happened. No one had to know the real reason she was breaking right now. No one but him and it appeared he didn't care one way or the other. Not anymore.
Heather felt her heart go still in her chest.
He had pushed her away...
He pushed her away and told her not to talk to him...
He could barely look at her...
As he walked away Heather stayed frozen to the spot, eyes wide and mouth open. Her eyes had the doe in the headlights look that was quickly blurred as tears gathered. A pain started in her chest, an ache that ate away at her getting bigger and bigger.
He pushed her away... she needed him and he pushed her away...
She waited for him to turn around, to say something else, hell for him to even flinch a little.
Nothing.
He just walked away like it was nothing.
Heather's chest started to jerk in an effort to breathe without pain. Her eyes blinked rapidly and she stared blankly at the ground, trying to deny that the last 10 seconds hadn't happened.
Hank had never done this before. No matter what arguements they had he was always there, he had never walked away from her.
He didn't want her, didn't want her presence. Did just the sight of her make him sick?
Her hands shook as she wrapped her arms around herself. She had felt dirty since that night, unable to get clean, unable to get the feeling of their hands off of her. She felt disgusting. And apparently she was disgusting if Hank couldn't stomach her.
Her legs felt shaky so Heather sank down onto a log. She turned her back on everyone, so no one would see her cry. She covered her face with her hands and proceeded to silently break down. It was the kind of crying that had no sound, just a lot of shaking and a lot of pain in the lungs and chest. She wished she could find a room somewhere and just scream and cry and sob loudly until she couldn't breathe, but that was possible.
People would probably see her crying and just think it was PTS over what had happened. No one had to know the real reason she was breaking right now. No one but him and it appeared he didn't care one way or the other. Not anymore.
Danielle - Thomas' Apt - Thomas, Lancaster, Demaro, Baylen
Danielle jumped when Baylen started acting so aggressive. He obviously didn't like the idea of her coming along and helping with the robbery. He didn't like it at all.
She stepped back as he came towards her. She had this thing about personal space : she didn't like people in hers. Just like she didn't like to be touched.
Her first instinct was to fire back with either her words or her fists, but that would not help matters. It would just make them worse. So Dani did what she did best in these situations, she stood and took it.
When he threatened to beat her she couldn't stop herself from commenting.
"Wouldn't be the first time," she said without flinching. She had been beaten for stupider reasons and by a hell of a lot worse people then him. "I take orders from Thomas, not you," she added quietly, her tone even. "If he wants me here, I'm here. If he doesn't then I'll leave. Until he says so, I am staying. Because I owe him, not you."
Through Baylen's little tantrum Dani made sure she stayed calm and collected. She might have been young biologically, but mentally she was far more of an adult then he was. She had found that letting your anger take over was a common trait among adults, especially men.
Danielle jumped when Baylen started acting so aggressive. He obviously didn't like the idea of her coming along and helping with the robbery. He didn't like it at all.
She stepped back as he came towards her. She had this thing about personal space : she didn't like people in hers. Just like she didn't like to be touched.
Her first instinct was to fire back with either her words or her fists, but that would not help matters. It would just make them worse. So Dani did what she did best in these situations, she stood and took it.
When he threatened to beat her she couldn't stop herself from commenting.
"Wouldn't be the first time," she said without flinching. She had been beaten for stupider reasons and by a hell of a lot worse people then him. "I take orders from Thomas, not you," she added quietly, her tone even. "If he wants me here, I'm here. If he doesn't then I'll leave. Until he says so, I am staying. Because I owe him, not you."
Through Baylen's little tantrum Dani made sure she stayed calm and collected. She might have been young biologically, but mentally she was far more of an adult then he was. She had found that letting your anger take over was a common trait among adults, especially men.
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I am far from amazing. I am usually so much better at keeping up with rps, but I dropped the ball majorly this time. I am so sorry to everyone and I hope in the future we can rp again and I can prove myself to be better then I have been here.
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I feel like this is my fault :((
Katie - Clothing Store - Scarlett, Liam
'It's okay baby, I've got you,'
Those words... Her daddy usually said that to her. Katie looked at who had her. It was that lady, Scarlett. Katie teared up and hugged the woman tightly. People were still yelling and there were shots going off and running feet.
She hated this. She hated all of it. Why did everything have to happen like this? Whenever they were somewhere safe something bad happened.
And it was her fault. If she had just held it til her daddy got back that man would never had taken her. Daddy would have never let that dirty smelly man touch her.
"Daddy..." Katie whimpered as she cried.
Then she was stuffed under some clothes with Liam. It felt almost like her blanket fort at Haywood had felt, dark and closed in and warm. But Katie didn't want a blanket fort. She wanted everything to stop. She curled into a ball toward Liam and covered her eyes, rocking as she whimpered softly. Her arm hurt where the man had cut her and her legs were cut and bloody from the broken glass he had dropped her on.
"Daddy..." she whispered, trying to stay as quiet as she could but it was hard when you were a traumatized seven year old girl.
'It's okay baby, I've got you,'
Those words... Her daddy usually said that to her. Katie looked at who had her. It was that lady, Scarlett. Katie teared up and hugged the woman tightly. People were still yelling and there were shots going off and running feet.
She hated this. She hated all of it. Why did everything have to happen like this? Whenever they were somewhere safe something bad happened.
And it was her fault. If she had just held it til her daddy got back that man would never had taken her. Daddy would have never let that dirty smelly man touch her.
"Daddy..." Katie whimpered as she cried.
Then she was stuffed under some clothes with Liam. It felt almost like her blanket fort at Haywood had felt, dark and closed in and warm. But Katie didn't want a blanket fort. She wanted everything to stop. She curled into a ball toward Liam and covered her eyes, rocking as she whimpered softly. Her arm hurt where the man had cut her and her legs were cut and bloody from the broken glass he had dropped her on.
"Daddy..." she whispered, trying to stay as quiet as she could but it was hard when you were a traumatized seven year old girl.
Heather - Hank's group
It had been a long time since anyone had spoken easily to each other.
During her fever Heather had had quite a few nightmares about her tramatic experience. Each time she had fought and fought and screamed against a never-ending chain of brutal men. When the fever had finally broken and she had regained conciousness Imogen had told her that she had screamed for both for Imogen and Hank, but mostly for Hank.
Things hadn't just changed between them. Heather herself had changed. She was quiet and stared off into space quite a bit. If any of the male members of their group came up to her she flinched. And forget about letting anyone touch her. She only really spoke to Imogen and Hank and sometimes Floyd. She felt the others were silently judging her, thinking that she was broken or damaged in some way.
Perhaps she was...
Once they stopped for a rest and to eat some food Heather took Hank's hand. "I need to talk to you," she said, pulling him off to the side away from the others but still within sight of them in case anything happened.
She turned and faced him. "Hank? Hank, please talk to me. I know I've been a bitch. I've treated you badly and I'm sorry. If what... what happened has taught me anything it's that we... well, we need each other Hank. I can't keep on like this, with us so distant. Even if you don't want what we had before, I want to at least be friends."
Stepping closer, she hugged him tightly. "What happened to me wasn't your fault. I never blamed you. Please come back. Be the Hank I love. The one I never stopped loving."
Katie - Baton Rouge - Berk, Tyler, Liam, Jacob
Katie flinched and more tears came when she felt a sting on her arm. The man had cut her. Her daddy was there, she could hear him but she couldn't call out to him because of the gag. All she could do was sit there whimper. The little girl was shaking like a leaf. She was cold and the ropes were so tight they hurt her. It made her even more terrified when she heard her daddy say he didn't know what to do.
He didn't know what to do? No... he always knew what to do... he always came for her, always saved her. He had to know what to do. He just had to!
The man from before, Jacob, started saying that he was going to kill her daddy. She screamed through the gag and shook her head back and forth. She had to do something! She couldn't lose him! Not her daddy!
The child started to thrash violently. She jerked her legs and slung her arms around and tried to roll out of the dirty man's arms. She continued to scream through the gag, a long muffled high-pitched scream until finally it stopped suddenly. Her head slumped to the side and her body went limp. To anyone it would look like she had fainted.
Maybe if she pretended she was asleep maybe the dirty man would be surprised and drop her. Then her daddy would be able to go after him without worrying that Katie would be hurt.
Jessalyn and Ben - Road to Baton Rouge - Abram, Turisa, Samantha, Leah
Jess cradled Ben as he whimpered. He really didn't like all of this commotion and he really didn't like the rain. But now that they were under cover and his mommy was drying him off he had stopped making noise and was just frowning.
"Yes my little man I know you are grouchy when wet," she said, kissing his forehead. "But thank you for not crying any more."
He bunched up his little fists by his face, looking like a boxer about to enter the ring. But his face smoothed out as things calmed down. He even yawned a little. Good. After she fed him he would go to sleep for a while.
Jess turned back to smile at the three new faces. "It is nice to meet all of you," she said and looked at the girl who had been driving. "Are you alright?" she asked, the mother in her coming out and being concerned. "Ben and I are fine. Don't worry. But are you okay? Are you hurt?"
It had been a long time since anyone had spoken easily to each other.
During her fever Heather had had quite a few nightmares about her tramatic experience. Each time she had fought and fought and screamed against a never-ending chain of brutal men. When the fever had finally broken and she had regained conciousness Imogen had told her that she had screamed for both for Imogen and Hank, but mostly for Hank.
Things hadn't just changed between them. Heather herself had changed. She was quiet and stared off into space quite a bit. If any of the male members of their group came up to her she flinched. And forget about letting anyone touch her. She only really spoke to Imogen and Hank and sometimes Floyd. She felt the others were silently judging her, thinking that she was broken or damaged in some way.
Perhaps she was...
Once they stopped for a rest and to eat some food Heather took Hank's hand. "I need to talk to you," she said, pulling him off to the side away from the others but still within sight of them in case anything happened.
She turned and faced him. "Hank? Hank, please talk to me. I know I've been a bitch. I've treated you badly and I'm sorry. If what... what happened has taught me anything it's that we... well, we need each other Hank. I can't keep on like this, with us so distant. Even if you don't want what we had before, I want to at least be friends."
Stepping closer, she hugged him tightly. "What happened to me wasn't your fault. I never blamed you. Please come back. Be the Hank I love. The one I never stopped loving."
Katie - Baton Rouge - Berk, Tyler, Liam, Jacob
Katie flinched and more tears came when she felt a sting on her arm. The man had cut her. Her daddy was there, she could hear him but she couldn't call out to him because of the gag. All she could do was sit there whimper. The little girl was shaking like a leaf. She was cold and the ropes were so tight they hurt her. It made her even more terrified when she heard her daddy say he didn't know what to do.
He didn't know what to do? No... he always knew what to do... he always came for her, always saved her. He had to know what to do. He just had to!
The man from before, Jacob, started saying that he was going to kill her daddy. She screamed through the gag and shook her head back and forth. She had to do something! She couldn't lose him! Not her daddy!
The child started to thrash violently. She jerked her legs and slung her arms around and tried to roll out of the dirty man's arms. She continued to scream through the gag, a long muffled high-pitched scream until finally it stopped suddenly. Her head slumped to the side and her body went limp. To anyone it would look like she had fainted.
Maybe if she pretended she was asleep maybe the dirty man would be surprised and drop her. Then her daddy would be able to go after him without worrying that Katie would be hurt.
Jessalyn and Ben - Road to Baton Rouge - Abram, Turisa, Samantha, Leah
Jess cradled Ben as he whimpered. He really didn't like all of this commotion and he really didn't like the rain. But now that they were under cover and his mommy was drying him off he had stopped making noise and was just frowning.
"Yes my little man I know you are grouchy when wet," she said, kissing his forehead. "But thank you for not crying any more."
He bunched up his little fists by his face, looking like a boxer about to enter the ring. But his face smoothed out as things calmed down. He even yawned a little. Good. After she fed him he would go to sleep for a while.
Jess turned back to smile at the three new faces. "It is nice to meet all of you," she said and looked at the girl who had been driving. "Are you alright?" she asked, the mother in her coming out and being concerned. "Ben and I are fine. Don't worry. But are you okay? Are you hurt?"
Katie - Baton Rouge - Taken
Katie hurried down the stairs and into the bathroom, but before she could do anything someone grabbed her from behind. Someone really smelly. Katie tried to scream but it was muffled by the man's dirty hand. She struggled but the man pulled at her roughly, lifting her off of the ground and carting her out of the building in the blink of an eye.
Her eyes were wide with terror as she continued to pull at the man's hands over her mouth, trying to get free enough to scream.
Daddy?! Where was he?! Where was this smelly man taking her?
She scanned the area as they went, looking for some sign of her father in the different buildings, but there was no one not even another person.
Her fear and the man's tight grip hurting her caused her to start crying, her little girl tears falling on the man's hand and making clean spots.
When they got to where they were going and the man finally relaxed his hold on her she pulled her mouth loose and screamed.
"Da-!" she started to scream only to be cut off by the man forcing a dirty rag into her mouth. Her wrists and ankle were tied up while she struggled and cried. The ropes wer so tight. They cut into her skin, making red marks. She looked up at the dirty man with her large deep water blue eyes, pleading with him to stop hurting her, pleading wordlessly for him to let her go and stop scaring her. Her tears fell down her cheeks, making clean tracks from where the man's grime had rubbed off on her face. She blubbered and sobbed beneath the gag, her small body trembling violently.
Katie hurried down the stairs and into the bathroom, but before she could do anything someone grabbed her from behind. Someone really smelly. Katie tried to scream but it was muffled by the man's dirty hand. She struggled but the man pulled at her roughly, lifting her off of the ground and carting her out of the building in the blink of an eye.
Her eyes were wide with terror as she continued to pull at the man's hands over her mouth, trying to get free enough to scream.
Daddy?! Where was he?! Where was this smelly man taking her?
She scanned the area as they went, looking for some sign of her father in the different buildings, but there was no one not even another person.
Her fear and the man's tight grip hurting her caused her to start crying, her little girl tears falling on the man's hand and making clean spots.
When they got to where they were going and the man finally relaxed his hold on her she pulled her mouth loose and screamed.
"Da-!" she started to scream only to be cut off by the man forcing a dirty rag into her mouth. Her wrists and ankle were tied up while she struggled and cried. The ropes wer so tight. They cut into her skin, making red marks. She looked up at the dirty man with her large deep water blue eyes, pleading with him to stop hurting her, pleading wordlessly for him to let her go and stop scaring her. Her tears fell down her cheeks, making clean tracks from where the man's grime had rubbed off on her face. She blubbered and sobbed beneath the gag, her small body trembling violently.
Katie - Baton Rouge - everyone in the apartment (long day)
Katie's bottom lip pushed out into a pout when her daddy left. Scarlett seemed nice, but Katie was afraid to trust her. People who seemed nice at first usually turned out to be mean later.
She sat on the couch after he left with her arms folded and her lip stuck out and her eyebrows furrowed in a Super-Mega-Pout-To-End-All-Pouts. She was going to stay that way until he came back. She didn't know why he wanted to go off without her. They were supposed to be together from now on. He had promised.
Well she wasn't going to talk to anyone here. She was going to sit in this spot and not move until her daddy...
As soon as someone mentioned painting the seven year old was up and running.
"Painting? Actual painting?!" she asked excitedly. Katie loved to draw and color but hadn't been able to do so since Haywood.
She grabbed a paint brush and some pink paint, getting a good distance away from Tina's painting so she wouldn't ruin it. She started to paint a flower. She'd make a nice picture for her daddy when he came back. Katie decided she would paint everyone that had gone away : her mommy, her brother, Lauren, Bull, Daniel... even people that she didn't know if they had gone away like Floyd and Emma.
She had finished a park scene with flowers and grass and trees and her mommy, big brother and daddy when she had to go to the bathroom.
She put down her paint and looked at Tina. "May I go to the bathroom please?"
Once she got permission and promised not to go outside she went down the stairs to the washroom.
Katie's bottom lip pushed out into a pout when her daddy left. Scarlett seemed nice, but Katie was afraid to trust her. People who seemed nice at first usually turned out to be mean later.
She sat on the couch after he left with her arms folded and her lip stuck out and her eyebrows furrowed in a Super-Mega-Pout-To-End-All-Pouts. She was going to stay that way until he came back. She didn't know why he wanted to go off without her. They were supposed to be together from now on. He had promised.
Well she wasn't going to talk to anyone here. She was going to sit in this spot and not move until her daddy...
As soon as someone mentioned painting the seven year old was up and running.
"Painting? Actual painting?!" she asked excitedly. Katie loved to draw and color but hadn't been able to do so since Haywood.
She grabbed a paint brush and some pink paint, getting a good distance away from Tina's painting so she wouldn't ruin it. She started to paint a flower. She'd make a nice picture for her daddy when he came back. Katie decided she would paint everyone that had gone away : her mommy, her brother, Lauren, Bull, Daniel... even people that she didn't know if they had gone away like Floyd and Emma.
She had finished a park scene with flowers and grass and trees and her mommy, big brother and daddy when she had to go to the bathroom.
She put down her paint and looked at Tina. "May I go to the bathroom please?"
Once she got permission and promised not to go outside she went down the stairs to the washroom.
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