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Heres a new part!
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A boy in tan robes walked up to Hugo. He looked friendly.
“Hello, my name is Amir. You are Hugo, right?”
Hugo grinned, “Hey, yeah. I’m Hugo. Nice to meet you!” They shook hands.
“It seems like no one knows how they got here, like no one sent an invitation. That’s kind of weird, right? I mean, usually there’s not a bunch of kids in an abandoned house in the woods, right?” Hugo said quickly, he liked to talk and he liked to meet new people.
Amir nodded politely, Hugo looked into his eyes and realized that Amir seemed to see right through him. See the good through his bad. He had a lot of bad in him and was surprised that not one person here moved away from him, or were scared to talk to him. It was nice to make a fresh start.
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“Ottoline.” Hugo said loudly, a bit too loud. Whatever. “Don’t you know that you can’t stand alone at parties? And besides, we need your help to try to figure out where we are.”
The way she jumped after he said that brought a pang to his heart. She was so much like Shauna, one of his friends. So sweet and kind and beautiful. He had the sudden urge to run over and give her a hug, she seemed so lonely and sad, but he knew she had a bow and kept his distance.
A nice girl, a bit shorter than himself, Kari, engaged in conversation so he did not get to see where Ottoline went next.
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‘Hey! Lane right? Anyway, that is a sick board man!” Hugo yelled, running towards a frightened Lane.
“Um. Yes.” He replied, lifting up the board to show off the graphics underneath.
“Man, that is sweet!” Hugo breathed, lifting it up and admiring it in the bright light.
Lane grinned, at least he wouldn’t be totally alone at this party. “Thank you. Can you do any tricks?”
“Any tricks?” Hugo jokes, setting the board down on the floor and getting on it. “Watch. I can do a kickflip no problem.”Lane nearly laughed, a kickflip on a marble floor? Oh well, he would like to see him try.
Hugo skated a few paces and lifted the board up, doing a perfect kickflip, but the board slid out from under him.
“Arrrghhh!” Hugo cried as he fell on his back, knocking the wind out of him. “Gosh! Stupid floor.”
Lane nodded grimly, then burst into laughter. “You-should- have- seen- the -look- on- your- face! He laughed, “good kickflip man, but…” He trailed off in laughter, even Hugo joined in, still on the floor.
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A short while later, Hugo noticed Ottoline sitting on a couch by herself, he didn’t see her bow by her and figured now would be a nice time to chat.
“Hey Ottoline.” He said, sitting next to her. “What’s next? Karis phone doesn’t work, I smashed mine to pieces when I fell down a hill- long story- and we all got lost, one way or another. Do you know what’s going to happen?”
Ottoline just shrugged so Hugo tried again. “Hey what if we all set out in the morning for a search party you know, try to find civilization?”
Kaine, who was walking by, laughed.
Ottoline smiled now, “I’m not sure, maybe we should stay put and start exploring the house itself?”
That sounded good to Hugo. “Sure! Let’s do that tomorrow though, I’m beat!”
He yawned for emphasis, before grabbing a pillow and resting his head on the arm of the couch and fell into a deep sleep.
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“Or even Hugo, as annoying as he was?” 🤣 That’s great
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Kaine
“Oh boy, I’ve done enough talking. Anyway, where are you from, Kaine?”
Kaine gives the boy a quizzical look as he stands on one leg like a flamingo.
And goodness, for fashions sake? Caps are to protect your eyes from the sun!
“I live west of the Crevasse. A bit above the west hills bunker. You live above ground I would assume?”
(Should we have the door be locked or something so they can’t get out? Or should we start the costume party? Also, idea to make this run smoother, my sister is in a rp that has a talking building (lol) that gives challenges to the characters 🤣 and it helps solve the idea of ‘who owns the house’ the house can own itself, and say that everyone must participate in the ball. It’s kinda a dumb solution but it works you guys want to implement it.)
"And so I left this world just as I had entered it. Confused."
I love that idea! Actually I was just wondering if we should make the door be locked the other day, but wasn’t sure if you guys would want to do that.
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I’d be good with that if everyone wants to! lol
Lane
“Yup.” Lane said thoughtfully.
He put his foot on the ground. He looked off into the distance again. A terrible thought dawned on him, and he squinted. Am I about to stay here all night? No… surely not…
Lane looked around the room, and watched Hugo talk to Ottoline on a couch. We have an interesting set of personalities here. I wonder if its even safe to stay…
He looked at Kaine for a brief moment, and then towards a window.
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I think the door should be locked, that way as the costume party dies down they still have a objective that forces interaction, finding the key.
"And so I left this world just as I had entered it. Confused."
@grcr @mineralizedwritings @acancello
yep! so it’s official, lol. it will also build drama as the characters either begin to have suspicions of each other or to to the other side of the pendulum and begin to trust each other. (if this is the case, than “Hottoline” will become a bigger deal)
Lukas&Livia
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LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333It should be locked, that will be fun!
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lol
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Yeah a lot has happened….lol
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LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333I just noticed that I’ve been writing Amir as pretty serious, but he’s a lot the opposite. In fact, he can be childish at times. (Not exactly immature, just playful, I guess. If that makes sense XD) But this is actually the first time I’ve ever written in his POV. 😬
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
I’ve been learning a lot about Ottoline as well every time I write her POV. I think this is really helpful!
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Ottoline
Tired of the conversation, Ottoline decided to get a breather and sit on the inviting looking gray couch over in the corner. She pondered the past events in her mind. In one day, she had failed to get food, found a mysterious house, met new people, actually spoke to new people, discovered a new meaning for the word love which now conjured up images of Hugo against her will, and tried a new food-an interesting cake with multiple holes which was coated in an interesting greasy substance and a sweet thick black liquid was drizzled over it.
Lost in her thoughts, an activity that she frequently found herself doing, she barely even noticed Hugo coming her way until the whole couch lurched, pushing them both to the center so close that her shoulder touched his and his thigh nearly pressed against hers. Her cheeks flushed hot as she tried to scoot away from him, but the annoying couch played the card of gravity. Stealing a glance at the boy by her side, she noticed that he seemed perfectly calm, enjoying it almost. A giddy feeling enveloped her, one that turned her blood to fire in her veins, her stomach to butterflies again.
Still, she did not exactly condone the idea of being squished against a boy she had only just met. Clutching the arm of the couch with a force that her fingernails may as well have been claws, she latched on to keep herself from sliding down.
“Hey Ottoline,” he said in a voice that was definitely trying to impress her. She fought to control her feelings. She would not give him the pleasure of seeing her blush. She said nothing, desperately trying to keep herself at a suitable distance. Hugo squirmed uncomfortably as awkward silence settled between the two. He tried again. “What’s next? Karis phone doesn’t work, I smashed mine to pieces when I fell down a hill- long story- and we all got lost, one way or another. Do you know what’s going to happen?”
She shrugged, too focused on clutching the chair to give an intelligible response. “Hey what if we all set out in the morning for a search party you know, try to find civilization?”
She heard a laugh from in front of them and dared to look away from her hands on the chair to see Kaine. Ottoline couldn’t tell if he was laughing at the pained look on Ottoline’s face as her forearm began to cramp up.
She forced a smile. “I’m not sure, maybe we should stay put and start exploring the house itself?” She said through her teeth.
He flashed a gorgeous smile at her. “Sure! Let’s do that tomorrow though, I’m beat!” He likes my idea, the sudden realization hit her full force. No one had ever liked her ideas before. Normally everyone else decided what was going to happen to her.
His long lashes fluttered closed as he sighed and appeared to fall asleep.
Uncomfortable, Ottoline could only stay still as his head came to rest on her shoulder as he lulled into unconsciousness. Her shoulder burned where his head set. And then she remembered that she didn’t like to be touched. Panic forged it’s way into her mind. Jradath. The thought brought an image to her mind…Jradath screaming at her, cursing how ugly she was, how he hated her and her race…
She scrunched her eyes shut, but not soon enough. Her eyes landed on the scars again. She had almost forgot about them. Almost. A memory flashed in her mind.
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“Please, no!” Ottoline whimpered. “I’m sorry,” she stood there trembling, waiting for the slap to come.
“Sssorry?” Jraldath scoffed as a wicked grin stretched across his face. “I don’t think you are,” his voice dropped lower, and Ottoline squeezed her eyes closed.
“You-you c-c-can d-do anything, anything you want to-to me, j-just don’t hurt Windy, he d-didn’t do it, it was-it was m-my fault!” she fought to get the words out between her shaking lips.
“Is that an invitation?” he laughed harshly as he shoved her to the ground. Ottoline said nothing. “Is there anything moving in that ssscist* brain of yoursss?” He swore and spat on the girl at his feet. “Oh,” he mocked her, “I forgot. You’re a Payne. Worthlesss, ugly ssstupid girl!” he screamed at her. Ottoline froze. She had heard it all before, and although the words had lost their sting long ago, she knew that every word he was saying about her was true. Every word. And she deserved every slap, every punch, everything Jradath was going to do to her.
“Leave her alone,” she heard Windy scream from across the room. “It was my fault!” Don’t be stupid, Windy, thought Ottoline. It’s only going to make it worse….
Jradlrath laughed again, the sound sending chills through Ottoline. “Then the girl hasss lied. Boy, you’ve only made it worssse for her.” He yanked Ottoline to her feet. If it wasn’t for his claw-like fingers digging into her collarbone and the back of her shoulders, she would have fallen instantly. Her trembling legs could not support her own weight.
“Please,” Windy sobbed. “Take me instead, not Ottoline…”
“Ssscist* your mouth, boy,” Jraldath growled and began to drag Ottoline across the room.
“Where are you taking her,” Windy sniffled. His voice was weaker, the fire in him gone.
“Ssshe’s going,” Jraldath smirked, “to the UNIT.”
Note: in her world, “scist” is a swear word that means to close, to stop. It’s basically calling anyone stupid, or also telling them to shut up.
***“Ottoline…” she heard a voice. “Ottoline!” the voice was familiar. It had meaning…what was it. She could not open her eyes. She knew she would see Jraldath, or worse, the UNIT…but this voice seemed kind, tender. Like she could trust whoever was speaking. With a gasp, she opened her eyes to see Hugo next to her. She was still on the couch. “Are you alright?” tremors shook her body. Her face was damp as tears formed rivulets down her face.
She looked up and noticed that she was in a semicircle as the rest of the group surrounded the two. Kari, Kaine, Amir, Lane…everyone stared at her, pinning her in place with their gaze. They studied her, observed her….it reminded her all the more of the UNIT again….The shaking grew worse. She had never had a panic attack like this before.
And what hurt the most was that they all stood there and watched her cry.
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