|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 9:04 am
( squee!)
"Pixie" a dissallusioned girl. With wild green eyes and even wilder aurburn hair. She believed herself to be a faerie. She had fashioned wings out of wire she found and torn up stockings. She sat in her cell, bathing in the light that came from the window. Sparled out on the floor she sighed, her corset covered with crumbs. She picked up little bits of dust and dirt, letting it fall to the floor slowly.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 9:09 am
Eva stopped in the hallway. The violin had stopped too and she could see something that looked like humanly shadows in one of the rooms ahead. She could hear someone talking, but she could not make out what they were saying, or she did not want to. Eva was a nosy girl, or she had been before she came here. But after staying here, at this asylum for a while she had learned to keep to her own.
She stared at her feet thinking; "what are you doing? " She could still hear vioces coming from the room. "let´s go back! I don´t like this hallways." "I´m coming, just don´t leave me her." Eva turned and in that same moment she could hear the sound of the great bell. Supper!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 10:17 am
Miss_Rowen "Hey I got here a coupe hours ago. . . .I was wondering about the food here. The muffin reminded me of food. . . I don''t really care. . . well I kinda do. . . but I'm guessing it's crap, is my guess true." She asked Juliet squirrely-ish.
She then smiles slyly just as the dinner bell rang, "if the food does prove to be unediable, then we'll just find our own private source of food."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 4:41 pm
"Well if it is horrid I have some I brought, and if we run out. . .. The fairies will help us." Rowen whispered to Juliet.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 4:47 pm
Juliet pats Rowen on the head, "Uh, sure... Let's just go with that then." She looks a bit skeptical.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 6:46 pm
She sat in the dining hall. Docile, innocent, conforming: these are the words that might best describe Serra Tyler. Compared to most of the residents of the Asylum, she had no reason for being there. Of course she could not help the fact that people distrusted her.
She had a disarming smile, but when she spoke of the future, or of the people and creatures that no one else could see... that created problems.
So here she was, the calmest of all those around her, including Mistress Blackwood. Sitting at the table, she made sure to save a space for Olivia and waited for all the others to come. Mistress Blackwood had told Serra there would be new girls coming, but not to get excited, she might not be able to see them often. Things were so strict here.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 7:10 pm
Pixie hummed while stroking her hair. The humming broke into a song " Dancing through sunlight and pedals are we. Dance away into the faerie lands, where i am free and fancy be. Where i can spread my wings. De de de de da da da"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 9:03 pm
"Faeries. . . .magic folk. . . . of course will help us when in need, all we need is to believe and when possible a small offering." Rowen told Juliet softly. Rowen took out a small faerie sized muffin. "It's for the faeries. Just to make she they'll help, it has some thyme in the batter. Faeries, well most, love thyme. They frolic in it!" She said with a grin. " People say I'm crazy when i tell 'em I believe in faeires but gives a plague rats arse 'bout 'em churls" rowen murmered.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 9:33 am
Laying still in a dark room, Morgan McConnell glanced up to the sun. How she wished she could speak to the other girls. The other strange girls.
Morgan wiped her long, dark auburn hair out of her face. She had been sent here a few years ago. Her parents died when she was merely 18, leaving her to the doom of her nightmares in this dreadful house.
Morgan flinched, it was starting again... the pain it's getting worst... will I survive this attack before nightfall? She grasped the sides of the bed and closed her eyes from the images. She was known as the "imaginary", a girl with visions of things she believed that was real, that somehow, they have came to be real enough to touch her.
Her green eyes sunk in, and they began to turn a skyblue. It was coming... she closed them tight and waited for it to be over. Help... me Her wings began to expand out of her skin. Her back ached until it began to rip. She had to keep it under control, no one must know!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 9:53 am
Miss_Rowen "Faeries. . . .magic folk. . . . of course will help us when in need, all we need is to believe and when possible a small offering." Rowen told Juliet softly. Rowen took out a small faerie sized muffin. "It's for the faeries. Just to make she they'll help, it has some thyme in the batter. Faeries, well most, love thyme. They frolic in it!" She said with a grin. " People say I'm crazy when i tell 'em I believe in faeires but gives a plague rats arse 'bout 'em churls" rowen murmered.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 11:55 am
Rowen and Juliet went over to the so called "cafeteria". It was a soot filled dusty room. The food was gruel. . . and rats. . . .plague rats. . . "Well. . . I don't think there's any tea. Goos thing I bruoght some" Rowen murmered. . . "Maybe we should go find a place where the Mistress wont find us. Or the muffins and tea. I heard she doesn't allow--" Rowen was cut off. She heard foot steps. "run!" Rowen whispered. Rowen seemed to somewhat "float".
Rowen was blessed when she was little by 2 fairies. A fire fairy and dark fairy. Morgan, and Fianna.The fire fairy gave her the ability to "float". Tiny wings appeared. But only when in need. From the dark faerie. A dark side, very dark side. Which caused her to almost murder when angry. But only to who deserved.
Rowen grabbed the back of Juliets shirt and ran. Back to the room they were in earlier. "sorry 'bout that. . . Just In case it was Mistress Blackwood I didn't want us to get in trouble on our first day here. well my first day here. How long have you een here?" Rowen asked while handing Juliet a meat pie.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 3:35 pm
Juliet is caught off guard as Rowen had grabbed her and ran off... or floated. Whatever she had just done.
Now she stood there blinking away the shock and holding a meat pie.
"Umm, Rowen? What the bloody hell just happened there?" She raises an eyebrow.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 9:07 pm
"uhh. . . .well. . . . I'm kinda part faerie. . . .well I was blessed by one when I was a baby. I can float, and kill easily. . . if enraged. Don't tell anyone. And like the meat pie? It's beef." Rowen told Juliet. "Are you okay? your staring blankly at the wall" Rowen pokes Juliet in the side.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 7:21 am
Juliet twitches at the poke. "Uh, yeah. Never met anyone who could float before."
She looks down at the meat pie and starts eating a chunk of it. "Mmmm. Beefy!"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 11:58 am
"most people havent either. . . . ." Rowen murmers and she looks around the room. "Nor would most people believe it if i told them about it 'eh? So that means I guess there's finally someone who might possibly believe me. When I told people about it they thought I was just darn loopy. . . . .So. . . . .I take it you like da pie. . . I have about 6 or 7 left. . . Same amount with the sausage rolls. Good thing 'cause all they serve at the "cafeteria" is year old gruel and rats". Rowen exclaimed. . .
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
