Escape from Akuto City ~RP~

Name: Iona Parkinson
Age: (<17) 15
Gender:Female
Personality: Is very positive, happy, smart, out going, lovable, but if she doesn't trust you or thinks your a bad guy, she is mean, vile, and spews venomous words from her mouth that make you want to cry yourself to sleep at night. other than that she is all about peace!
Crush: no
Boy/Girlfriend: uhhh.... no.....
History: (Optional) Had parents that loved her very much, then one day some weird people broke into her house and in attempt to protect her, her parents died, she managed to escape and has been on the run ever since.
Pic/description:Long silver/white hair down to her waist, small, thin, green eyes, pale type of skin color, 5'3"




Fun Stuff: enjoys studying the 'beach' and most importantly, starfish!
User: Kyda13
 
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Name: Iona Parkinson Age: (Girlfriend: uhhh.... no..... History: (Optional) Her parents loved her and took care of her well, but when they found out she was a big time magic user they handed her over to the 'bad guys', she managed to escape and has been running ever since with a broken heart... :( Pic/description:Long silver/white hair down to her waist, small, thin, green eyes, pale type of skin color, 5'3"[/COLOR] Fun Stuff: Enjoys long walks along the beach and studying starfish! User: Kyda13
((The city is basically isolated from the rest of the world, so the beach part wouldn't make sense, but there'd be technology depicting what it was like. Also, the government has just heard of them, so the "bad guys" part wouldn't make sense.))
 
Name: Ventus (Ven) Neal
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Personality: Usually fun, easygoing, laid-back, social, and excessively impulsive, but lately he's been very solitary and agitated, always avoiding social interaction when he can. He feels guilty about what he's supposed to be doing
Crush: Ricky
Boy/Girlfriend: Nah. He wishes, though
History: Ventus and Rick grew up together, and became best friends. But they haven't talked to each other since they had a falling-out in high school about some stupid reason that he can't even remember anymore. Too bad for him, though, because he still retains feelings for her. For some odd reason, his main ability is being able to sense where magic users, like him, are. So, he's helping the government get ahold of these "powerful magic users" to save his own skin, because they threatened to kill him if they didn't get what they wanted.
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Fun Stuff: He is helping the assassins find the others, but he actually has his own plans
 
Iona walked slowly her arms out on either side for balance. She loved to walk on curbs and balance on them. She imagined them to be the plank of a pirate ship, or the terrace of a submarine. She loved the thought of the ocean and the fairy tales and history that went with it. She had never actually seen it, but she had read almost everything there was to read about it. Iona sniffled at the thought of her mom laughing with her as they looked at pictures of starfish. She wiped away her tears with a hand and lost her balance, falling off the curb and scraping a knee. Iona just brushed it off and took out her water bottle from a pack she had made up these past few days. She washed off the scrape and sat there alone on the street, it was a street for the poor, or something like that. So the border patrol or the people who had tried to hurt her weren't going to be coming after her for a little bit longer. Iona hugged herself, pressuring her ribs with her knees. She missed her parents.
 
Ari paused and looked over to a girl that had fallen and scraped her knee. She looked to Bri then the twins walked over to Iona. "Are you alright?" Ari asked, her voice soft and quiet. "We saw you fall" Bri added, her voice just as soft. They were dressed the same, both in matching skirt sets and with bookbags they held over their shoulders, though they didn't carry schoolbooks anymore. They were in their favorite clothes, a deep blue and purple combination setthey wore often.
 
Iona walked slowly her arms out on either side for balance. She loved to walk on curbs and balance on them. She imagined them to be the plank of a pirate ship, or the terrace of a submarine. She loved the thought of the ocean and the fairy tales and history that went with it. She had never actually seen it, but she had read almost everything there was to read about it. Iona sniffled at the thought of her mom laughing with her as they looked at pictures of starfish. She wiped away her tears with a hand and lost her balance, falling off the curb and scraping a knee. Iona just brushed it off and took out her water bottle from a pack she had made up these past few days. She washed off the scrape and sat there alone on the street, it was a street for the poor, or something like that. So the border patrol or the people who had tried to hurt her weren't going to be coming after her for a little bit longer. Iona hugged herself, pressuring her ribs with her knees. She missed her parents. 
A young man was walking down the sidewalk quickly, and obviously nervous. He glanced behind himself, as if searching for someone. A bead of sweat reflected the light as it trailed down his face, and recorded himself for sweating no matter how nervous he felt.
 
Ari paused and looked over to a girl that had fallen and scraped her knee. She looked to Bri then the twins walked over to Iona. "Are you alright?" Ari asked, her voice soft and quiet. "We saw you fall" Bri added, her voice just as soft. They were dressed the same, both in matching skirt sets and with bookbags they held over their shoulders, though they didn't carry schoolbooks anymore. They were in their favorite clothes, a deep blue and purple combination setthey wore often.

"Yes, thank you for asking. " Iona said, she looked up at the twins and gave a small reassuring smile. Iona stood up. "I was being foolish and not watching where my footsteps led me." she said in a type of emotionless tone. She had small voice that was nice but it didn't show much emotion at all. She cocked her head a tiny bit, studying the twins, "My name is Iona, what is yours?" Her gaze strayed for a moment to a man sweating and looking nervous as he passed by, as though he were being chased by someone or on the run.
 

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