The City RP ~Players Needed~

The doors on the vans slammed shut once everybody was inside them. They zoomed away from the prison, as if they wanted to get as far away from that terrible scene as possible. Everybody did.

Up in the front seat, Ethan and the other fake guards were counting their losses over radio. They went through the list of people that had gone on the mission. "Jenna?" there was no response. "Where's Jenna?" None of the others knew where she was; they dispiritedly assumed she was among the ragdolls of children in front of the prison, who were never going to move or speak again. She was marked as dead.

((Aww, that's so sad, even though she's still alive. ._.))
 
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The doors on the vans slammed shut once everybody was inside them. They zoomed away from the prison, as if they wanted to get as far away from that terrible scene as possible. Everybody did.

Up in the front seat, Ethan and the other fake guards were counting their losses over radio. They went through the list of people that had gone on the mission. "Jenna?" there was no response. "Where's Jenna?" None of the others knew where she was; they dispiritedly assumed she was among the ragdolls of children in front of the prison, who were never going to move or speak again. She was marked as dead.

((Aww, that's so sad, even though she's still alive. ._.))


Sol heard the roar of the vans motar as they started to leave. She looked around at the scared faces of the kids around her but some how kept calm. Many of the younger kids seemed to be looking at her for guidence. "Do you want a story?" She asked the kids. They all nodded. "Well... okay. It al started long long ago..." Sol said as she started telling them a story luna loved.
 
Seren looked at the guy she had dragged in. His dark hair fell in his brown eyes, and she pushed it aside. He looked back at her, examining her, doing anything to keep his mind off the pain. She tore off a section of her sleeve and tied it tautly to stench the blood flow. He winced as she did so. "Sorry." she muttered.
 
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Brandon kept to the shadows as much as possible. He wasn't exactly a 'leader of men' and he knew all of the littler kids would look for someone to protect them. He couldn't. it wasn't his choice, it was just a fact. He knew he wouldn't be much help in fighting or breaking more kids out of prison but.... he'd have to be able to do something.
 
Brandon kept to the shadows as much as possible. He wasn't exactly a 'leader of men' and he knew all of the littler kids would look for someone to protect them. He couldn't. it wasn't his choice, it was just a fact. He knew he wouldn't be much help in fighting or breaking more kids out of prison but.... he'd have to be able to do something.
(Is he in the van with sol?... I need some one awake to role with... XD)
 

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