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 Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 7:42 pm
Thirteen years ago two siblings were torn apart when the sister was taken by the neighbors and moved to a new state. It was for her own safety, really. See, the father of the siblings abused his wife and children constantly, and one day the neighbors noticed some bruises and scars on the little girl and took her away. Leaving the brother to suffer with his mom under the father's torture.
The sister is now fifteen years old (soon turning sixteen), living a happy life, with what happen back then just a bad nightmare in her mind. In reality, she didn't even know that she wasn't living with her biological parents, and that she had brother, since she was too young to remember all that happened properly, that's why it's just a nightmare to her. However, for the brother? It was something he lived through, by himself, for those thirteen years. But it was over. His father was dead now, and he had been the one to kill him. After he had killed his mother. See, all those years of abuse really took a toll on the brother mentally, so when he saw his mother murdered, he just snapped and killed his father. And he sort of liked it..
Now, he's looking for his sister, the only person he has left in the world, and he won't stop at anything until he gets her.
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 8:05 pm
Info.
1. There will be NPCs, and they will be the victims! You know, if the brother gets bored just wants to kill people. Hahaha. Joking... Or am I?
2. Yes, this is a horror/romance role-play, but there will be lots of obstacles in the way for the brother and sister, such as the police, parents, and ex-boyfriends.
3. This will start after the brother finds the sister, but before he approaches her. And the sister is fifteen close to turning sixteen, so the brother is around eighteen or older.
4. First one to send in the profile for the brother gets the spot!
5. That's all for now.[size=9][img][/img]
[color=postingcolor][b]Name:[/b] [Full Name]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Birthday:[/b]
[b]Likes:[/b] [just a few]
[b]Dislikes:[/b] [just a few]
[b]Biography:[/b] [brief summary]
[b]Theme:[/b] [song that fits them]
[b]Username:[/b] [/color][/size]
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 8:25 pm
Name: Lizabeth Mia Clarke.
Age: Fifteen.
Birthday: July 10th, 1996.
Likes: Rain, autumn, summer, beaches, horror films, tea, music, and puppies.
Dislikes: Crowds, coffee, snakes, clowns, thinking of the unknown, masks, liars, and pain.
Biography: Lizzy was raised without the knowledge that she was taken from an abusive home when she just a toddle, so in her mind she is an only child to Mr and Mrs. Clarke, and that those memories of an awful household were just nightmares. The household she lives in is extremely loving though sarcasm and jokes often take over. A lot. Especially between Lizzy and her father, always making sarcastic comments and pulling pranks on each other; only stopping when Mrs.Clarke complains and threatens them.
School has always been good, besides all the drama and work. She never had problems or got in trouble. Her friends were usually the ones to speak out in class or cause mayhem. Well, it wasn't like she was a saint, it just she was never caught.
Besides what happened when she was toddler, nothing too tragic had ever happened to her. That is, until she got her first boyfriend during her Sophomore year...
Theme: Careful - Paramore
Username: make-a-joke-of-it-all
Name: Zach Locke
Age: 19
Birthday: 17 July
Likes: Knives, fire, my sister
Dislikes: Movies, most people
Biography: He protected his sister while they were trapped in that hellhole, and now he's looking to protect her again, because he needs to. Has her name tattooed on his chest and wrist.
Username: Luciiraptar
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 8:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 7:29 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 7:33 am
"Lizzy!"
"W-what?" The fifteen year old stuttered out, turning her face from the window to look at the blonde female who had called her, who promptly let out a sigh. "I asked you what you wanted on your frozen yogurt." Lizabeth blinked twice before she forced a small, apologetic smile for her friend. "The usual toppings, thanks," she replied, taking the broom she was handed by her best friend. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just make sure you actually do some work while I'm gone." The girl retorted as she sauntered out of the antique shop where they both worked, ignoring the childish reply that Lizzy had made as she continued the sweeping her friend had failed to finish before going to get the two of them a frozen treat that would help them cool down on the hot summer day. Not even wearing short-shorts and tank-tops helped with that, not much at least. Hopefully, as it got later it would be cooler.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 10:08 am
Zach stared at the antique store for a moment before he went in. He knew it was where his sister worked; at the thought of her, he lightly touched the name tattooed on his wrist. Lizabeth. It was a constant reminder of her, which he needed. When he entered, he immediately sought out his sister and smiled charmingly at her. "Hey," he said in his soft voice. "Do you have knives here? I collect Victorian-era silverware and I have a lot of forks and spoons, but no knives. A situation I am trying to rectify."
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 10:47 am
Lizabeth stopped sweeping when she heard a soft voice say 'hey,' lifting her gaze from the ground to see who the customer was. No one she knew, that was for sure. Must have been new to the town. She swiftly looked him over before focusing in on he was looking for. "Victorian-era knives?" She was silent for a moment as she thought of what sort of silverware they had in stock. "Hmm... We may have some. Follow me." Lizabeth said as she turned on her heel, leaning the broom against the counter before moving towards the back of the shop, where they kept tableware and things of that sorts.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 10:55 am
As they walked, Zach couldn't help but look Lizabeth over. She'd certainly grown into a fine young woman—very pretty. He felt a surge of protectiveness as he thought, I bet the boys love her. He didn't want his sister to be with anyone.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 11:15 am
"Is this what you were looking for?" Lizabeth asked as she turned to face the stranger, motioning to the display of silverware, the part where the knives were to more exact.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 12:15 pm
"Yes, thank you," he said quietly, looking over the wares for a moment before deciding on a few that looked good. Shiny, looked sharp... a few good ones to add to his collection. "I'm Zach," he added, smiling his charming smile at her. He'd perfected it a while ago. People liked him when he smiled.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 1:45 pm
"It's not a problem, it's my job to help!" Lizabeth chimed, once again checking the male out as he looked through the knives for the right ones. He wasn't that bad looking, very attractive indeed. Iva would definitely like this guy, very much; if it wasn't for the fact Lizzy wasn't interested in dating anyone anymore, she probably would have flirted with him. When he returned his attention to her, she automatically smiled back. "Nice to meet you, Zach. I'm Lizabeth. But you can call me Lizzy if you'd prefer, everyone else does." As she spoke, she moved back towards the counter to ring up the knives for him. Careful not to step into the dirt/dust she had swept up already, she moved to the cash register before turning her eyes back to him.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 2:55 pm
"That's a nice name," he said softly as he set the knives down on the counter to get his wallet, instinctively touching the tattoo, which was covered up by his shirt. He added softly, "My sister was named Liz. Pretty girl, she was." He then glanced up at her. "Anyhow. How much are these?" He flashed another charming smile.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 3:14 pm
Lizabeth's smile faltered for a moment, noting that when he spoke of his sister he used the past tense; she thought of asking him but if her hunch was correct, she did not want to bring up a painful memory for him. The moment he glanced up at her though, she plastered on the smike again. "Oh, the total comes to..." She paused for a moment, adding up the total in her mind. "Three dollars." She said, smiling at him once again. While he got the money, she decided to ask him what she had been wanting to since he entered the store. "Are you new? To the town, that is."
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 2:08 pm
"Yeah." He chuckled. "Heard the place was nice. A few of my friends graduated from here. I'm looking to settle down somewhere quiet. Up until now, my life's been very... loud, and busy. I've got my life, might as well enjoy it. And my Victorian-era silverware collection, as well." Then he paused. "Do you have any hunting knives? Most of my friends enjoy old things, and more than a few enjoy hunting." Zach resisted the urge to laugh at that; he enjoyed hunting, but it wasn't exactly orthodox.
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