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Post by Koe-chan on Jan 4, 2014 0:10:58 GMT
Sure ^^
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Post by Confetti on Jan 4, 2014 0:21:00 GMT
(( Guess I'll start. ))
Samuel walked along the edge of the Blackwoods, carrying his cane in his hands. He looked around, feeling slightly nervous. He didn't like being alone. That's why he liked staying at home so much; at least his house was there. Which was... Kind of a person. He shook the thoughts from his head. He didn't want to be daydreaming and walk into a tree or something.
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Post by Koe-chan on Jan 4, 2014 0:25:05 GMT
Samuel was not the only one wandering around near the expanse of trees that evening. Lurking in-between the bushes was another young man. He was shorter than Samuel and smaller in build, but he moved with great speed and agility. This man really had no idea of why he was in the forest at that moment; he would try to explain later on that the voices had led him there. The man, who had snow-white hair and blood-red eyes, being an albino, was following a 'white rabbit' across the crowded earth. The white rabbit that he had killed when he was young, perhaps. It was hard to be sure with someone in the unstable mental state that he was.
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Post by Confetti on Jan 4, 2014 0:29:47 GMT
Samuel thought he heard something. He looked over his shoulders, glancing at the bushes that lined his path, but he didn't see anything. He reached up a white gloved hand and pulled down the tip of his top hat, hoping to conceal his identity if someone was following him. He held his cane at the ready, willing to fight if he had to. As he walked, he began to take a route that would get him to his home.
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Post by Koe-chan on Jan 4, 2014 0:33:20 GMT
A rather loud crashing sound came from a few feet away from Samuel moments later, followed by the violent rustling of small branches. The young man, Allen, had tripped and tumbled rather gracefully into a patch of thorn bushes. He muttered a low curse and pulled himself out of the leaves, barely wincing as the thorns tore into his clothing and skin, especially the palms of his hands. He stilled once he was on his knees, glaring daggers at the wet earth beneath him, as it had recently rained, and licked the blood from his lips. His eyes darted back and forth, searching for the damned rabbit that had tripped him.
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Post by Confetti on Jan 4, 2014 0:39:33 GMT
Samuel dived forward, whirling around and pointing his cane at him in an offensive position. Once his mind registered the pathetic man in front of him, he quickly lowered his cane and straightened his coat with his left hand. He tipped his hat up and cautiously walked toward the newcomer. "Good heavens, are you alright?" he asked him, examining the strange fellow. He held out his hand to help him up.
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Post by Koe-chan on Jan 4, 2014 0:46:40 GMT
Allen's body stiffened, and he lifted his head to stare blankly up at the other man. It took him a moment to register that the man was a man and not a rabbit. Once that had been confirmed in his mind he smiled sweetly and took his hand, smearing blood on the skin, and pulled himself to his feet. His red eyes glowed with childish glee. "Hello, love," he said in a soft voice, his own accent British just like the taller man's. "Thank you for helping me." He bit his lip to hold in a fit of giggles.
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Post by Confetti on Jan 4, 2014 0:49:05 GMT
Samuel took a look at his hand. The stranger's blood had stained his white gloves. He sighed hopelessly, taking a step back to give the man room to move. "My pleasure," he said with a slight bow. Something was off about this man, and he didn't like it. "What were you doing in those bushes?" he asked him, giving him a curious look.
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Post by Koe-chan on Jan 4, 2014 0:57:16 GMT
The whitette tilted his head to the left, his hair partially covering his eye, and regarded him as if the answer was obvious. "I was following the white rabbit," he explained, his tone sincere. He watched Samuel with unblinking eyes, the dark lines underneath them making him look even more ghastly with his pale skin. "It tried to run away from me. I couldn't let it get away."
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Post by Lee-Pacing on Jan 4, 2014 0:58:34 GMT
(I'm thinking, once we get more characters and members ill have the Scott's throw a dinner party)
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Post by Confetti on Jan 4, 2014 1:02:58 GMT
Samuel nodded at him uneasily, taking an involuntary step back. He didn't see any rabbit, but he figured it wouldn't be best to disagree with such a frightening man. "A white rabbit, you say? Why would you go after a rabbit?" he asked him. He eyed the man up and down, chills spreading up his spine. He was usually so accepting of people, but this man seemed as though he wasn't a person at all.
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Post by Koe-chan on Jan 4, 2014 1:03:00 GMT
{Sounds cool Icey~ Also, my war RP is open for people to choose/make characters}
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Post by Confetti on Jan 4, 2014 1:03:28 GMT
(( I think a dinner party would be awesome. Samuel would be the best at dinner parties. ))
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Post by Koe-chan on Jan 4, 2014 1:05:30 GMT
Allen frowned, as if not understanding the question. "Why? Because it's mine, love, and I want it." His red eyes narrowed slightly, unsure if this man was challenging him. His expression was anger-filled for a moment or so, but it soon faded and was replaced by another innocent smile and eye-flutter. "You will tell me if you see it, right, love? It's very cute, fluffy and white with little red eyes."
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Post by Lee-Pacing on Jan 4, 2014 1:08:40 GMT
((I think the Scott's would like Samuel.)
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