I mostly just keep to myself, some by choice and otherwise by the acute nature of humanity and its fear of all that is different. I'll never claim to be normal nor will I show my true colors but I'm the girl you'd want to be partnered with in potions. A mystery to even those that I hold dear. Some call me brave but I prove to disagree. When you've got nothing, you can't be afraid of losing anything.
Interests: Animals. The only creature that's ever paid any full attention to me. Vegetarian since the tot days. Studying, reading, writing... not that I'll ever share the twisted ingenues of my mind. Muggle music, I have a strong taste for anything pissy. And talking to myself, mostly for entertainment value and the reactions stemmed from my peers.
The cave. No need to worry about hags, they’re long gone now -Bliss
Perhaps you could meet me? I need to talk to someone. -Bliss
For awhile now I decided to stay out of everyone’s hair… keep a low profile, not bother anyone. Enough things had happened. I wasn’t sure how much else I could handle, all I know now is that I want revenge. Friends are something I dreamed up in books, reality is they turn their back’s, they desert you, they want no part in your suffering. But I’m just as smart as all of them-and I’ve been planning carefully, training. Mulciber taught me some of his best, I’ll show them what it’s like to suffer like I did. I’ll show them what it’s like to be swallowed up by fear, what’s created when you have no one. I’ll show them what I’ve become.
That’s how dark things are created. They’ve never seen bright ones.
The Left Behind Roleplaying Group
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If you are still here, it is safe to say that you were chosen to stay or perhaps the world has chosen you…
Though many others would call it getting Left Behind.
In this unique role playing group, everyone in the world has simply disappeared one morning. Except for a small handful of people who will have to work together to restore the world. Each arranging from different states all across America, these young adults will have to triumph over the stresses of what is left behind. Finding each other and coming together amongst an abandoned mental hospital where they seek shelter. Looking for leadership, they hone their own skills to find food, flashlights and the ability to survive in a world that is no longer what they know. Electricity is gone, clean water is gone and sudden emergencies are constantly happening, most of which are apocalyptic in nature.
Throughout the roleplaying group, a series of emergencies will be posted every other week, including earthquakes, a rampant of large bugs and relocation’s to new abandoned areas.
Not only are there physical triumphs but drama that ensues amongst the left behind, sickness, friendships, love and often heartbreak. Can they restore humanity? Or is it really the end of the world?
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“As long as you’re prepared then go right ahead. It feels great to do anything but in the muggle world, you’re still a kid until you’re eighteen.”
“Because this is my life and I don’t give a fuck about my own.” he nodded.
“I know enough about the muggle world…” she muttered, “At least I’ve read a lot- can’t exactly say I’ve been around them much” she smiled a little, her brows raising at his language.
“If you were me… what would you do now?” she asked him.
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He made a mental note on the name Amelia Bones, and grinned a bit. “Nope. I’m no fucking healer and I’m not a doctor. I don’t even know if I’m guiding anyone but if anyone needs me or whatever then I’m here.” he shrugged with a smile. “Not a saint, not a healer, not even a graduate. I’m just a lucky screw up I suppose.” he rested both hands behind his back and leaned back into his seat.
“Well, seventeen is considered the age of adulthood in the wizarding world so I’m a dinosaur compared to you, I’m sure.”
“My birthdays in a month- I’ll be sixteen” she shrugged, leaning back a little, getting more comfortable. This was working out fine. “It must be really rad to be an adult… I’ve been counting down for my 17th birthday for so long now. And as soon as I graduate I’m gone, I know how to leave so no one will ever find me” she nodded, taking pleasure in those words.
“Why are you doing this then? Why are you here?” she asked.
(Source: blissfulterror, via adriancallum)
