Open RP

[NixiexSea]

Location: Alaska
Open RP, there are some rules, no bullying, cussing is fine not in excess, no cybering. I want this to be a fantasy rp but realistic as possible also. So no extremes like nuke bombs falling from the sky or anything of that nature. I'll except a zombie apocalypse.
I'm not expecting a mini web page when you post but at least have a couple paragraphs. One sentences will not be accepted. Also, if you're not going to be serious please dont post
now be creative and have fun!

[NixiexSea]

Nixie paced back and forth in her small one room log cabin. She couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. Her emotions where shot ever since her beloved Shamus died. Her petite stature could barely with stand the freezing temputres beyond the log door. So her tiny cabin felt as if it was slowly starting to crumble. She stretched herself over the cold countertop on her kitchen so she could peek out the foggy window. The suns was setting and the sky was already black. Her eyes ached as she squinted them to see passed the endless snow. She could see nothing. She shivered as her thoughts turned morbid. " I need to stop thinking like this!" She slammed her fist into the countertop causing her freashly washed dishes to clatter. She felt herself falling to pieces once more, so she hurried across the cold wooden floor to her twin size mattress. She pulled back the three oversized qults and crawled in, shivering as she hit the sheet. She made herself think of the warm summer months, forcing her eyes shut. She could feel her body ache with the soreness of cutting wood that morning. As her mind wondered through the endless pastures of summer she drifted to sleep...

[NixiexSea]

Nixie was jolted awake by loud pounding against her cabin door. She felt more tired than she did before she went to sleep. She quickly pushed herself out of bed. The air was thick and cold. She remembered she didn't put firewood into her wood stove the night before. She laced up her boots then put on her coat as she walked towards the banging. She opened the door and regretted it as soon as she saw who was standing there. It was an Alaska State trooper standing on her snow covered porch. " Good morning Miss.Sea. Sorry to bother you this morning. I just wanted to stop in and see how you're doing." His uniform was neatly pressed and his hat was in his gloved hands. Her heart beat sped up as she realized what he was speaking about it. " I'm okay, doing better. Thank you for stopping by. Very nice of you. I'm guessing Shepperd sent you here?"
The cold air whipped against her face cause her long hair to whip around her face. The trooper nodded. She new he had no more to say. She told him goodbye and shut the cold behind her. She went to the wood stove at the east corner of her cabin. She began to place small pieces of chopped wood into the small metal box. She could already feel the heat from the fire. After placing a handful of wood into the stove she sat down at the table Shamus made for her after they where married just two years before...(c)

[NixiexSea]

Nixie could already guess why Shep sent the rookie down to see her. Shamus and the captain where best friends. They both joined to force the same year. Shep was just as devastated as she was when Shamus died. His accident was the worst thing that could of happened to the both of them. Shamus's helicopter went down just after, take off and exploded on impact. As she sat at the table she could feel herself falling to pieces again. She needed to forget Shamus until she could handle his death. She decided to go chop some wood so she wouldn't freeze when the sun went down. She padded over to the large coal rake and put on more layers. By the time she was finished she had at least four layers of coats gloves and hats. She quickly exited her home and stomped through the knee high snow to the back of her cabin to the wood stack. Her eyes watered as she looked at the bright snow. She never minded the snow and cold when Shamus was around. He'd always brighten her day. But now he's gone she's miserable here. She didn't want to stay in the cold place. She reached the large stump then she pulled the axe away from the wood. She heaved it up to her shoulder and played a chuck of wood onto the stump. She swang the axe a couple times before hitting the wood. Her frustration was near boiling point as she finally cut the log in two. She chopped for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly she caught somethinf out of the corner of her eye...

[NixiexSea]

The axe dropped from her fingers as she eyes followed the dark shadow. The figure moved just behind the tree line hunched close to the freshly fallen snow. She the realized she had forgotton to bring her gun. She stayed as still as possible as her heart began to pound quickly realizing she was in danger. She looked back at her cabin and where she stood now. She slowly started to shuffle through the chilling snow as she keep her eyes on the now stationary shawdow. Her body trembled with fear as she moved towards her cabin. As she reached the corner of her cabin she realized the shawdow was racing towards her. Her heart leaped to her throat as she stumbled onto the porch. She didn't want to die, not now. She opened the door and pushed herself inside. She shoved the door closed as soon as she did a large thud bashed against her door...(c)

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[NixiexSea]

She lay frozen on the chilly wooden floor of her cabin. Her first thought was a bear. A chil ran straight to her bones. She didn't realize how much danger she was in out here. She needed to be more careful. Her heart pounded in her chest. She heard the beast wonder away a short time after he rammed into her door. She picked herself off the floor and took off her large coat. She hung it neatly upon the rickity coat rack. She padded over to her kitchen and decided to make breakfast. She could feel hungry pains growing inside her stomach...(c)

[NixiexSea]

Nixie began fixing fried potatoes and eggs. As she cooked she remembered she needed
to feed her livestock and bring in the wood she chopped. She hoped the damn bear was long gone. She grabbed a fork and began eating out of the pan. The hot food burned her throat but she didnt care. She was too hungry to care. She ate quicker than she realized and soon the food was all gone. She then cleaned her mess up and put on her outdoor clothes....(c)

[Vampy McGiggles]

Ebony Roth

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'Alaska, what a cold and pitiful place to get myself stuck in… If only that old hag would have listened, then we would have just went our separate ways. Too bad, she just had to push the wrong button.'
A pain ridden smirk made it's way across Ebony's lips, as she reminisced over the tragic mishap of a certain somebody. Truthfully, she had it coming. Some buttons aren't meant to be pushed.

[A Few Hours Before]

'So this is the target...'
Looking back down at the worn photo of an elderly woman. She was surrounded by a loving family with smiling faces. They all were standing in front of a beautiful garden with a mansion that could clearly be seen in the background.
Obviously, money was a major factor for the client's motive to have this granny killed.
'Guess she wasn't dying fast enough for him.'
Putting the page of memories back into her coat, Ebony took in her environment. The old women, who at the moment was unaware of the intruder, sat in a rocking chair softly pushing herself back and forth with her foot. A blanket lay across her legs, a book in hand as the fireplace warmed the elderly lady resting in the huge living room. The amount of dust that covered her furniture, gave evidence to the amount of visitors she had. It was kind of hard to imagine how this granny could live alone in such a huge house. But here she was, doing quite well by the looks of it.

Taking a step forward, Ebony examined her targets reaction. So far there was none. Stuffing her hand back into her pocket and taking out the syringe that rested inside, she watched as the chair rocked and listened to the silence. The soft breath of the women exhaling the only thing that broke it. Ebony slowly raised the syringe closer to the victims neck ready to attack, but she couldn't shack her hesitation or the moral thoughts cluttering her mind. Putting her hand down and taking a step back, Ebony let a sigh escape her lips, unable to look at her target. She could't do it, not in this manner.

*Click*
In an instant, Ebony's eyes flash toward the sound. The first thing to come into sight, a barrel of a gun. The second, the elderly target standing, calm and collected with pistol in hand.
There might be another reason to have her killed after all.
"It's not polite to sneak up on people, Deary"

"By your reaction and preparation, I take it you knew someone was after your head?"
Scanning the woman up and down, Ebony slowly turned her body to the side, making herself a smaller target.
"And here I thought I would let the cat out of the bag…"

Taking a step forward, the woman grinned sweetly to Ebony, like she was smiling at one of her own grandchildren. The weapon never faltering.
"You're not the first, Deary."

Ebony stood her ground, eyes narrowing, and a sour look making it way across her face. Forget having a stare down with the barrel of a gun. This old hag was starting to ride on her nerves. Deary this, Deary that, and that smile! How annoying could she be?l
"Listen…Granny… Put the gun down before you find yourself with grass above your head. All I came to do was war-"
*Bang*
In an instant, she could feel it. The blazing burn from the bullet tearing into her flesh and shoving her back. After that, everything turned black. Only the abyss remained. A few moments had passed before Ebony regained her senses, and what lay in front of her was the remains of the old hag, torn to shreds and in a bloodied heap.

[Back To The Present]

Wincing, Ebony clutched her shoulder as she made her way through the thickening snow. The bullet wound that old hag gave her still burned like hell.
"She should have listened…"

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Location:
In The Middle Of Nowhere...

Condition:

Arm's Throbbing , Starting To Fill The Chill...