Wren

Wren’s face hardened a little with a sense of determination.

“I will. But… why haven’t the police been involved yet? What caused the death? What happened?” She was so caught up in the new information she was getting that she was forgetting to take notes. She watched Marcel intently.

Wren

Deaths. This caught her off guard. Wren had heard about many things like the bullying problems, non-students getting arrested on campus, and the dumpster fire supposedly started by students, but there had been absolutely no information about any deaths. She nodded and swallowed, trying to look less shocked than she…[Read more]

Wren

She glanced around at the game, realizing that even though her mission was important to her, it was likely an inconvenience to those more focused on PE. If only they understood what was at stake. But she tried her best to be accommodating.

“Now, or whenever you have the time.” She handed him one of her cards. “But it’s only a…[Read more]

Yeah. I was picturing that it’s possible to go from one world to the other. Many worlds don’t know about each other. But some are very familiar with each other,

oh I thought that this was an au where everyone’s fantasy worlds were just separate countries in the same world. Not sure where I got that idea. I may need to rework some character thi…[Read more]

@whalekeeper

Wren 

Wren nodded and wandered over the boy who had been pointed out.

“Excuse me, would you-” She had to stop and start again louder to be heard over the shouting and squeaking rubber balls and tennis shoes. “Excuse me, would you be willing t…[Read more]

“Hey, Reuven, what’s up?” A kid from math class sat down on the bleachers bench above theirs.

I just realized that Wren would have heard this whoops. I guess she just has a lot more respect for her witnesses’ privacy or something lol

Maybe. We’ll see where Reuven  directs her. It may be a bit difficult to get her into the basement. Unless you want to have the two of them to leave the basement.

Wren

Wren assessed the unfamiliar student for a moment, thinking about starting a new interview, before shifting her attention back to the other boy. Since she hadn’t gotten his name, she now referred to him as Anonymous in her head, a common name in the work she did. He looked stressed.

“Alright, well thank you for the…[Read more]

Wait, Huntress knows about Narnia?

Trevor

“What kind of job?” Trevor asked Sniper.

The diversion appeared successful, as Emmerich seemed to be recovering from his embarrassment and had reverted back to his usual serious self.

Emmerich

The implication (or the implication that he assumed) unsettled Emmerich. He told himself that the only reason he and Rosalind were there was because they were meant to suffer. Rosalind had the greater suffering of having to endure whatever that horrible creature had in mind, and most likely suffered fear. Emmerich, in turn,…[Read more]

Alright!

No, sorry I don’t really have the time and energy for that atm

Just to let you guys know, The Terror uses these questions to figure out the internal struggles of the characters so then he can use that to manipulate them. If you guys want to add to him that’s totally fine, I’m kind of just making stuff up as I go lol, and don’t want to dominate the RP. Sorry if I’ve been doing that.

Rosalind

“The Terror? What – who is that?” Rosalind asked.

The creature closed its eyes, remaining silent.

“Please, tell me what is going on. There are others who have been brought here as well. Why are we all here?” Rosalind waited for any sort of response, but found none.

“You have little patience.”

This new…[Read more]

Azalea 

Once Huntress and Sniper voiced their opinions, Emmerich nodded. “We do not have a moment to lose then. I cannot bear to think of Rosalind being with that beast any longer.”

Seeing as none of them had a flashlight, Trevor found a stick and tore off a piece of his shirt. After wrapping it round, he reached into his jacket and…[Read more]

That background is so detailed and three dimensional! :0 The perspective is really impressive.

And, once again, I absolutely love the twins drawing. 💛💙 Thank you so much! They’re so cute

Mel

Mel smiled as she gently grabbed the crow’s beak and pushed him back. He must be hungry, she thought. Then she faced the woman who had approached her and stuck out her bruised chin, trying to look tough.

“I’m not scared.”

Tired? Overwhelmed? Maybe. Confused? Sure. But scared? Never.

Runt tried to peck at Mel’s…[Read more]

Trevor

Trevor shook Sniper’s hand, then Huntress’. Azalea did the same.

“So where, exactly, is Earth’s tech level at? Seems like you have varying degrees across the planet if I’m to believe you’re both from there.” Sniper said.

“Well, since Emmerich seems to be a real knight and not some dude who thinks he’s one, I think, somehow…[Read more]

Mel

Mel stood herself up and eyed the four adults suspiciously. She wasn’t sure how to feel about the bird man and the crocodile man, and the man Lucy was talking with had a strange mask, sort of like the lady Mel had met before. Suddenly feeling…[Read more]

Wren

Something about this boy made Wren’s journalist instincts scream that he was hiding something. Everyone had secrets, of course, but she felt that this one may be more interesting. She resisted the urge to pull out her notebook again, knowing that tended to make people more hesitant around her. She found herself wishing f…[Read more]

Wren

She narrowed her eyes at him. “Which military? I thought you were a student.”

In an alternate universe, maybe he is lol.

@power

3. This one is definitely Captain Haddock from Tintin.

9. Shakespeare….?

These were tough, so that’s why there’s only two guesses…

We shall see what it is… (still figuring that out myself lol).

@keilah-h

Trevor 

Voices sounded from beyond the trees. Trevor tapped Azalea’s shoulder, she turned, and Trevor placed a finger to his lips. He inched forward, placing a hand on the pistol on his hip. A thrill erupted from within him as he peered out.…[Read more]

Excellent. This should work

Wren

“Security. Yes,” Wren muttered, sounding dissatisfied. “If my article does what I hope, that should change soon.” She shut her notebook and tucked her pencil into the breast pocket of her shirt. Some hair fell into her face as she looked up again. “Thank you for answering my questions, Mr. A…[Read more]

Gotta say I am loving the LeQroi scenes. Who wouldn’t want glittery sugar boots?

How well hidden is the knife in his boot? Could she potentially notice it while standing up to leave? Sorry I am fighting my own character so hard right now trying to get her to stay XD

Mel

Mel stared up at the strange man a for long time, still leaning on him despite him probably expecting her to straighten herself after he caught her. Her face looked slightly stunned.

“… Crocodile man,” she finally whispered.

Lois

No family at all? Were all fairies like that? Lois glanced sideways at Flax. At least that was better than something bad happening to them. Though now that he considered it, he wasn’t sure if it was better.

“She takes private tutoring. As did I before I came here. She’s very advanced for her age. I have…[Read more]

hehe he’s so Australian. I love how I can hear the accent in his dialogue.

(reminds me of another Australian crocodile…)

Trevor

Trevor and Azalea walked side by side, tearing into the wall of leaves and branches together. Slashing through the forest was no easy task, especially with mere knives.

“Just like the Amazon, huh?” Trevor remarked, lifting up a branch and letting Azalea walk under it before joining her again.

“Yeah……[Read more]

No worries, glad you’re back!

@keilah-h

Emmerich

The knight nodded, his expression becoming a bit more grim. He had allowed Rosalind to be captured, failing again to protect. “Your guns will work then, if they are powerful enough for this creature.”

Emmerich, Sniper and Huntress followed the path of the beast, and…[Read more]

I’m a bit scared ngl… LOL! I have my outline! I’m gonna go in and do like…a scene dump before each scene to get my brain flowing and know what I wanna write/need to work on and write. But….oof I’m nervous lol.,

I’ve been wanting to work on my…[Read more]

I haven’t written for this in so long… loops I feel like the crow in your pfp.

Flax toys with the buttered bread on his plate. Roughly half of the plate had been eaten, yet a dull ache still throbbed in the pit of his stomach. The tables noise had only gotten worse, and a by glance out the tall arched windows of the…[Read more]

Lois

“Yes. My mother and father and baby sister.” The way he had framed the question seemed a bit odd to Lois. “Don’t you have one?” he asked, slightly worried.