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 Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 2:29 pm
[Tristan at 0%]
Tristan wandered through the village, looking for something to catch his interest. Especially as he had yet to see anyone since a couple days ago, having cooped himself up in his duplex fiddling with one of his projects which he had finally managed to finish.
Passing by one of the community buildings he stoped for a minute to rest, as he was still recovering from the injuries which had brought him to this place.
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 2:44 pm
[Jove 0%]
Jove sat between some trees, very near to a building, he had made sure to sit so that a large fern, shrouded him from anyone's view. In all truth he didn't want to be seen, for hte very reason, that he had seen nobody else in the same shape as he were. No one else seemed to be here for the reason he were. To top it all off, something on this island had caused his skin to break out in a rash.
He moved a hand to itch a spot upon his arm, the site of his own chunky fingers made him cringe. Why had his parents done this to him? He had started to question how much they really cared about him. "Protection." He muttered, scoffing lightly at the thought. "They weren't protecting me, they were killing me."
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 3:01 pm
Tristan was passing by a bunch of ferns, thinking to himself Its too bad that none of these plants are anything like back home, up north.....I wonder if any of them would grow here? heh....though with the way things work here, it'd probably be some poor sap selected by the doctor who would end up growing around here instead of the actual plants.......if you dont eat your beets, you cant have any pudding! How can you have any pudding if you dont eat your beets! ...I wonder what someone who got stuck with a beet would look like afterwards?...."
It was at this point when he heard some muttering from behind the ferns. Curious, he pulled them back commenting out loud "Oi! What 'ave we 'ere?" one of his adopted accents surfacing as he made the comment.
[just as a note, Tristan is rather eccentric in some ways, but is otherwise completely sane. The bits in bold italics are just some of his odder thoughts and whatnot....sometimes completely random, like this particular quote, sometimes disturbing ideas, etc.]
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 3:29 pm
Startled by the sudden appearence of someone else, his green eyes flashed from his hand to the man whom had peeked into his hiding place. His tan cheeks flushed abit, as he didn't like the idea of someone seeing him. "I.. Uhh..." Jove stammered, looking away towards a cluster of trees. A flutter of birds flew from the cluster, it was curious to him what might have startled them.
"Am I in trouble?" He asked quietly, his eyes darting behind the other man, to see if anyone else were there.
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 3:40 pm
"Trouble? Now, why would yae be in trouble? I can think of a couple reasons why y'e might be hiding in in the ferns, but most of 'em involve being chased by some 'orror and I'm Prettae sure most of the horrors round here stay in the labs for the most part. Well, that and they'd probably be able to find you pretty easily even if you werent hiding in the bushes." Chucking to himself, he went on "So, who would you be?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 3:53 pm
He shook his head no, he hadn't seen any form of 'horror' here, it made him curious as to what this man were talking about. "No Sir, I am not hiding from anything horrible. I am staying out of veiw rather then hiding." He looked at his feet. "I am a bit embarassed with myself, and my appearence actually. I would rather people didn't see me." What this man spoke of, confused him though, he wasn't sure what he refered to. He hesitated to introduce himself, but in the end gave in. "My name is Jove."
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 5:29 pm
"Your appearance, eh? Well, there's nothing wrong with that 'cept a bit of extra chubb, and there's no point in being 'shamed of that. If you dont like being like that, well I'm sure that the 'good doctor' well be able to help you out. He's brilliant yae know? Mad, ....but brilliant. And, well if thats why you're here lad, you can be sure he'll help you out......though perhaps not in any way in which you might expect....or appreciate."
Throughout the second half of his speach Tristan noticed how much it resembled something else, though he couldn'd remember exactly what. He simply resisted the urge or intermix the statement "Man" along with references to a "Kurtz" with the remainder of his speach, though only with a great difficulty, leaving him with might be described as a wry smile.
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 1:09 am
He looked down to the dirt upon the ground. His foot scuffing through it making small patterns and puffs of dust. "If you say so Sir." He mumbled softly, his face still flushed. He had been told that it wasn't acceptable, how could someone say it was? "I hope that this trip will be worth my time, I don't want to be like this anymore, I wish I hadn't become like this in the first place."
His weight obsession was starting to drive him crazy, he wanted to get this over with, but from the brochures he had read, it took time, he didn't feel like he had time. "I hope this trip will make me more then just thin. I need some experience in life." He glanced up at the man again.
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 9:01 am
"mmm....yes, always best to not get in the pickle b'fore hand. But, ya do what you can do I suppose. As for a bit of experience.....heh....well, it'll be an experience you'll never forget" As he stated that, he remembered some of the islanders that he'd met who had been around for a while.
"You should meet some of longer term 'visitors' here.....they really are quite interesting." not to mention, will probably make your own plight seem insignificant for a while he thought to himself. "Plus, you can't change anything if you just sit around behind some ferns!"
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 12:43 pm
((Hope you don't mind ^^))
((0% - Fresh meat (Just using an idea of mine that he thinks he's in a bording school)))
Appearence wasn't much of a concern for Reece as the overweight boy promptly displayed while he plodded down the street. Thr front of his blue hoodie and face was covered in red and white sauces and he held what looked to be a messy burger that seemed to be falling apart as he picked out some lettace leaves and dropped them onto the ground. The pouch on his hoodie looked to be stuff with more food, a bottle of coke could be seen poking out of the side.
Since arriving here a few hours ago, Reece hadn't met anybody, even after visiting the canteen for some lunch, not that he minded, but he expected more people to be around. Feeling the urge to explore he had grabbed a few snacks and wondered about.
He heard voices and briefly looked up from his current mission of removing vile rabbit food from his burger then stopped.
"Alright?" He greeted. "wotcha doing behind there?" Were they teachers? Or older students?
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