So yeah, I'm not dead. Been really busy.
The phone rang for what seemed like the millionth time. Its ringtone sang out in the darkness of the room, and the phone clattered against the dusty wooden permukaan meja as it vibrated.
Hey, it's Richi. The phone sounded out as the call went to voicemail. I'm not available right now, but leave a message and I'll get back to anda ASAP.
"Rich!" the voice yelled as the message was recorded. "I know anda can hear me! Where are you?! Why haven't anda called back?! Please, the three of us are worried. Come back already. We're sorry."
Message recorded. anda have 30 missed calls and 45 unopened texts.
A lone figure sat curled up in the corner on the far side of the room. Tears no longer streamed from his face, but he had run out of tears a long time ago. His once-golden blonde hair was now a dirty yellow, and scars were forming on his wrist from his... attempts. He wanted to tell someone, but who would listen? He needed to get away, but nowhere was far enough. He tried... that, but it never worked. What to do?
Indecision. That was the problem. He just couldn't decide.
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"Hey!" A hand flicked his forehead and Richi woke up from his daydream. "C'mon, it's time to go home." Scotch gave him a sweet smile, which he couldn't help but return. Getting up, he looked around the busy park, which was bustling with people having a good time. Smiling, he took Scotch's hand and let her lead him to the intersection. His troubles were concerning, but they could wait. With a life like this, anything could wait.
The phone rang for what seemed like the millionth time. Its ringtone sang out in the darkness of the room, and the phone clattered against the dusty wooden permukaan meja as it vibrated.
Hey, it's Richi. The phone sounded out as the call went to voicemail. I'm not available right now, but leave a message and I'll get back to anda ASAP.
"Rich!" the voice yelled as the message was recorded. "I know anda can hear me! Where are you?! Why haven't anda called back?! Please, the three of us are worried. Come back already. We're sorry."
Message recorded. anda have 30 missed calls and 45 unopened texts.
A lone figure sat curled up in the corner on the far side of the room. Tears no longer streamed from his face, but he had run out of tears a long time ago. His once-golden blonde hair was now a dirty yellow, and scars were forming on his wrist from his... attempts. He wanted to tell someone, but who would listen? He needed to get away, but nowhere was far enough. He tried... that, but it never worked. What to do?
Indecision. That was the problem. He just couldn't decide.
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"Hey!" A hand flicked his forehead and Richi woke up from his daydream. "C'mon, it's time to go home." Scotch gave him a sweet smile, which he couldn't help but return. Getting up, he looked around the busy park, which was bustling with people having a good time. Smiling, he took Scotch's hand and let her lead him to the intersection. His troubles were concerning, but they could wait. With a life like this, anything could wait.
Alias: Ember
Age: 16
Power: witch who can control api, kebakaran and uses magic
Alliance: for right now I don't even care the line between villian and hero is basically non-existant so call her whatever anda want
Appearance: long orange hair (now tied up in either a ponytail atau pigtails), brown eyes, 5 ft. 8"
Personality: Calm, hot-tempered, withdrawn, loner(ish), serious, loud, trust issues (I might have mentioned this before but her trust issues have gotten worse), friendly, brave, strong (I mean emotionally strong), courageous
History: the only thing that's changed is that her father killed her evil grandmother then her father was murdered.
Other: Scarlet iherited her mother's immortal hunter gun called "Fire Crossing", she has some expierience in martial arts, and she has a dog familiar named Cole
Alias: unknown.
Age: 14 (would be 18 now)
Appearance: long blonde hair and brown eyes, hair usually worn in braid atau up (ponytail, bun)
Personality: she was stubborn and always thought she could do things on her own. she was Brave on the outside but was scared but never let anyone see it. She was never the one to smile so easily and be at ease. And she was never someone who Lost without a fight.
Powers/Abilities: she doesn't have any powers but combat and sword skills.
Weapons: a single sword.
Past: died in a break out gone wrong.
Others: she wasn't someone to let people into her life. But she cared if someone were sad atau upset.