Max Hunter Posted September 29, 2005 Share Posted September 29, 2005 I saw Jake coming at us. "you can only enter your mind to exactly know everything about yourself... is it even possible to enter your own mind without help of something?" I asked to anyone around me. I sat down also and saw at the weird sky. Defeating your own nightamres is really weird... but the feeling after it is really good also. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
splitsecond Posted September 29, 2005 Share Posted September 29, 2005 "hmmm... I guess he's right you can't enter your own mind without the help of somone or something else"Jake thought about this "but I guess knowing yourself takes the fun out of everything" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yuine Posted October 3, 2005 Share Posted October 3, 2005 "Am I late?" Gwen, an eleven year old girl, ran through the door to an empty Girl's Cabin. "Alright... guess not." She was the definition of brown. Brown clothes, brown skin, brown hair, brown eyes... A purple bracelet. She set her bag down and picked a bed, scribbling her name down on the board... "Not as late as I am." Replied a silvery blue haired girl. "Hi I'm Renee." She said putting down her bag. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I will describe Renee. 11 years old. ocean blue eyes. her hair is down to her waist when not put up in a braided bun. She's a loner and dosen't get along well with others. Her clothing is simple. a black tank top, black jeans with a brown med pack around the waist, a silver necklace shaped like a Cresent moon, with a saphire in the middle of it, and last ,but not least Black finger cut off gloves. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (ooc)I like black so sue me. Purple Squid if you're still doing this then please reply to mine... if not then oh well. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Purple Squid Posted October 4, 2005 Share Posted October 4, 2005 "Not as late as I am." Replied a silvery blue haired girl. "Hi I'm Renee." She said putting down her bag. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I will describe Renee. 11 years old. ocean blue eyes. her hair is down to her waist when not put up in a braided bun. She's a loner and dosen't get along well with others. Her clothing is simple. a black tank top, black jeans with a brown med pack around the waist, a silver necklace shaped like a Cresent moon, with a saphire in the middle of it, and last ,but not least Black finger cut off gloves. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (ooc)I like black so sue me. Purple Squid if you're still doing this then please reply to mine... if not then oh well. Gwen binked several times. "Um, hi? My name is...uh... Gwen?" She took a thin book out of the bag and threw it against the bed, sighing nervously. "Hm, well, uh... Yeah. Are we the only girls, maybe?" (Suppose I should describe her: 10 years old, brown hair, brown eyes, brown skin. A blue shirt and a brown skirt, a few cutesy animal pins everywhere, a few band-aids. Not exactly pretty, not exactly noticeable...) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
splitsecond Posted October 4, 2005 Share Posted October 4, 2005 Jake shivered he was starting to get cold again this always happend when something is about to go wrong but just shrugged it off "probably just from the nightmares" he thought Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KingCheez Posted October 4, 2005 Author Share Posted October 4, 2005 "Well," said Jin with a sheepish grin, "Tomorrow, first class in the morning, we will be fighting not our own nightmares, but the greatest nightmare of all. The rest of the day is free for social interaction, training, and playing." The world slowly turned black, and for just a flash, a circus scene appeared. As everyone awoke, Vernon walked towards the lodge. Raz headed back towards the lab to check in with Sasha, and the new boy walked towards the cabins slowly. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Purple Squid Posted October 4, 2005 Share Posted October 4, 2005 Gwen slowly walked out of the cabin to look around, get used to the scenery, throw some rocks. At stuff. Maybe trees. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yuine Posted October 4, 2005 Share Posted October 4, 2005 Gwen slowly walked out of the cabin to look around, get used to the scenery, throw some rocks. At stuff. Maybe trees. Renee watched her leave and sat down on her bed. "These are much nicer than the ones at the orphange(sp?)" She thought to herself quietly. Renee looked up and followed Gwen outside. Renee looked at Gwen and replied to her question."I don't know if we're the only girls." Renee looked around and asked. "It's sure quiet here... isn't it?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Just a thought... Maybe when we want someone to reply to our post then we should say Tag to whoever. It seems easier to follow along, but it's just a thought. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Purple Squid Posted October 4, 2005 Share Posted October 4, 2005 Renee watched her leave and sat down on her bed. "These are much nicer than the ones at the orphange(sp?)" She thought to herself quietly. Renee looked up and followed Gwen outside. Renee looked at Gwen and replied to her question."I don't know if we're the only girls." Renee looked around and asked. "It's sure quiet here... isn't it?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Just a thought... Maybe when we want someone to reply to our post then we should say Tag to whoever. It seems easier to follow along, but it's just a thought. Gwen picked up a small pebble, attempting to TK it but failing miserably. "Hm? Oh... I guess so. Um, do you know, maybe, uh, where we're supposed to be going...next...maybe? Like, classes?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sokolov Posted October 5, 2005 Share Posted October 5, 2005 If one had listened closely, they would have heard the sound of the Vespa speeding up the long road to Whispering Rock. They may even have smelled the distinct blue exhaust the thing put out, since the wind was from the south today. Everyone seemed occupied with camp, however, and the exciting new mental experience some had just endured. The Vespa made it in unnoticed, just as the rider had hoped. Being detected wasn't in his plans just yet. "They should hire a guard or something. It is WAY too easy to sneak into this place," referencing Razputin's entrance of a previous summer to himself. Getting quickly down to business once his red motorbike had been safely tucked into an empty parking space (the best place to hide something is in plain sight, after all), he slung his camera bag over his shoulder and his olive green pack onto his back. He made his way to the cabins, knowing their location from a convienient map he studied over. It was on the last page of everyone's journal, after all. He was several years older than most of the campers. His name was Sokolov, or at least that's what he would tell anyone who asked. This was his favourite alias and had never let him down. Sokolov was a whiz photographer, having been involved in the hobby for several years. He came to Whispering Rock not just because of the beautiful scenery, but because of the emotion. He was an empath (no one else knew this) and he could easily read and manipulate the emotions of others. His favourite way of doing this was, of course, through the photographic image. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Purple Squid Posted October 5, 2005 Share Posted October 5, 2005 Gwen, after gracefully tripping over her own foot, swiveled around. "Um, is there a new kid? Or is he a teacher?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sokolov Posted October 5, 2005 Share Posted October 5, 2005 *Click* After quicky snapping a picture of Gwen, Sokolov answered the querey: "Neither." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Purple Squid Posted October 5, 2005 Share Posted October 5, 2005 "Ah, woah," Gwen attempted to cover her face a bit too late, waving her hand frantically in front of her nose. "So, uh, what are you doing here? Taking pictures...?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
splitsecond Posted October 5, 2005 Share Posted October 5, 2005 "now what should I do now" Jake thought to himself. he saw Gwen and Renee he decided to go say hi Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yuine Posted October 5, 2005 Share Posted October 5, 2005 "Incomming" Renee said as she saw Jake walk towards them. Trying to avoid the newcommer and Gwen's questions Renee quickly slipped inside the girl's cabin, leaving Gwen to deal with the boy. Renee looked around and sighed. Sitting down on her bed she took out a locket with a tigereye stone on it. "Mother... Father... why did you leave me at that horrible orphanage(sp)? Why?" Renee thought hatefully ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I forgot to mention the Renee has three scars on the left side of her chin. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yuine Posted October 5, 2005 Share Posted October 5, 2005 Sorry forgot to say tag to anyone. It dosen't matter who posts to that post. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Purple Squid Posted October 5, 2005 Share Posted October 5, 2005 Gwen tilted her head in Renee's direction, then turned back to Sokolov, desperately wishing he hadn't taken that picture. Her face was flushing, she could feel it... and great. ANOTHER kid coming to talk to her while she stuttered and tripped... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
splitsecond Posted October 5, 2005 Share Posted October 5, 2005 "uhhh...are you okay?" Jake asked as he reached out a hand to help her up Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Purple Squid Posted October 5, 2005 Share Posted October 5, 2005 "Ha! Help? No, nonononono. I'm fine! Just fine! Right as rain! Peachy keen? Yeah!" She stood up and dusted herself off quickly, pushing the band-aid on her knee down some and smiling awkwardly. "This guy here was just... taking some pictures!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
splitsecond Posted October 5, 2005 Share Posted October 5, 2005 "hey Sokolov uhhhh... whats the pictures for" Jake asked this as he put his hands in his pockets Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Purple Squid Posted October 5, 2005 Share Posted October 5, 2005 Gwen slapped herself in the forehead. She made it sound so dirty... so stupid! (I suppose Gwen tag Sokolov/Jake) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KingCheez Posted October 5, 2005 Author Share Posted October 5, 2005 Razputin became visible again just behind Sokolov, and tapped his shoulder. "Hey, pal", he smirked, "you got a reservation?" ~Razputin tag Sokolov~ Vernon went to the scene of the action, where Gwen and Jake were. "Heeeyyyy, home-people-boys..." said the dull, boring Vernon. "You guys remind me of a story. It's about these two people who went on to Lake Oblongata after the Lungfish was gone, and, uhh..." He cut himself off before anyone else could. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Purple Squid Posted October 5, 2005 Share Posted October 5, 2005 "Um... hi. What's your... uh... name?" Gwen wiped her forehead, anxious around all of the people. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KingCheez Posted October 5, 2005 Author Share Posted October 5, 2005 "Um," said Vernon, "my name is Vernon. Did some guy come through here with a camera? I need to tell him my story. He just took a picture of me and left. It reminded me of school picture day. My friends put a plastic rat and gum in my hair and drew on my face while I fell asleep in class. So my dad got really mad because I had a mustache, whiskers, fake goatee, and stuff, and he was mad at me. And you know what? Even though I bathed in motor oil, my hair was never gum-free. That's why I wear this hat! I have more stories. But I need to tell the camera-man that." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
splitsecond Posted October 5, 2005 Share Posted October 5, 2005 "errr...hi vernon" Jake said trying to seem friendly Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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