Rhoswen Rewolf
Started in Sector 5, trying to get some people to text with me and maybe go to the lake.
The pale girl skipped along in the dark sector of polluted factories. Behind the mandatory face mask she hummed a happy tune with her doll walking beside her. Yes that’s right, the doll is walking. It was a simple toy, a stuffed black cat with a collar that had a bell ringing softly whenever it moved enough. No wires or fancy technology, just a touch of her own kind of magic. Seeing as sector 5 wasn’t really suitable for anyone to live without a mask, it certainly wasn’t the best place to have a nice innocent pet. So, she brought her plush cat to life. It was her favorite toy after all and everyone always seemed busy with something. At least this way she sort of had a pet to keep her company. As she moved through the streets and sidewalks that were surrounded by factories she seemed oblivious of the workers with their deformities. Or more, she was too used to it to freak out.
“I’m walking on sunshine~” She hummed,
“Wo-oh, I’m walking on sunshine~” She sang to herself, as she pulled out her cell phone. It had little animal charms dangling off of it that blinked at her with their cartoon smiles.
“Who should I visit today?” She asked the charms with a smile, though it wouldn’t be seen behind the mask. Sadly her little friends couldn’t talk back. Only move and try to act alive by copying other living things, usually they would mimic whatever they found looking the most similar to them. Still, being as strange as she was she pretended they could talk.
“Grandpa might want to play today. Do you think he would? I hope so.” “Grandpa”, as she called him, was really Nalin Suchir. Rhoswen simply called him that since he acted like a grandfather for her. Plus he did look kind of old. The white rose talked aloud, getting her phone ready to try to text someone.
“Or maybe Imogen will want to? Eric never wants to play. He should though, maybe he’d smile if he played.” She continued to talk to herself while she typed up a message. The girl only bothered to make contact with those she liked. What was the point of trying to be nice to the others she new if they were just going to be big bullies? Like Janice.
“Dumb meanie head Jaaaaaanice.” She grumbled, making fun of the girl’s name with the way she said it.
“Bleh! I can’t believe the word “nice” is in her name.” Shaking her head she sent a couple messages she had typed up.
To: Imogen
From: Rhoswen
Re: Play?
“Hi, I’m bored and no one at home wants to go with me anywhere. Are you busy? We should go play by the lake or something. –hugs- Text back best buddy. Please.”
She always felt the need to add “please” at the end of everything now. Maybe that was because Nalin taught her to do so in order to receive candy. He did have the best sweets though so who cared if it made her act a little more acceptable? Finally the next message was done, on which she hesitated to send it. If the mask wasn’t in her way she surely would have been biting at her finger nails with worry!
To: Grumpy Butt Eric
From: Rhoswen
Re: Please?
“What are you up to? Just saying hi and wanted to know if you would like to come and play with me. I’m trying to get some others to come to the lake. We can catch fish and play games. Please don’t ignore me this time. I’m sure if you gave it a chance it’d make you smile. Please?”
Rhoswen put her phone back into her pocket, picking up her cat plush with a sigh.
“Do you think they’ll reply Charcoal?” She asked the cat, happily making her escape from the factories.
“I hope so too. It’s no fun when they don’t… I know grandpa would want to play but I don’t think he has a cell phone yet. I should just go find them, don’t you think?” She asked the toy, smiling when it nodded to her.
“Then to the search for our friends we go!” She cheered, raising a fist to the air as she let the toy go so they could start running. Being a cat, the toy knew to land on its feet but still faithfully followed after Rhoswen as if it were a dog. She laughed, pulling down her mask and putting it in her bag now that they were safely in sector 4, far away from the pollution of the polluted factories that would in time make her body give up or likely deform as well.
In Sector 4 now, going to try to find someone that'll play.
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Candy: I hope this is alright.