The City RP ~Players Needed~

"Well, it does offer us a show, doesn't it? " Analiyah grinned and wrapped a pink highlight around her finger.

( Then it was THE PARENTS!!! )
(Actually, I found out. My dad turned off the power! It was because the computer wasn't turning off on its own. It froze, so my dad went into the garage and turned off the power, then turned it back on. :D)
( Ahhh. That makes sense. Much more sense than my evil sibling theory. )
 
( I gotta go. My horse, Tontigo, needs to be groomed and tacked up for the lesson I'm teaching in a little while. I'll be back tonight. )
 
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Mae's eyes fluttered open. She yawned and stretched and glanced around at the other cells. They were bringing in more kids. She felt awful for them, but she kept her facial expression neutral and sat back, one knee pulled up to her chest. Her back was slightly sore from how she had been sleeping, but she ignored the painful muscles that protested every time she moved. She held her jeweled silver necklace in her hand and brushed her waist long hair from her face.
 
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Name: Mouse
Age:7
Gender: F
Personality: Quiet, shy, withdrawn, trusting, attentive, deep thinker, Sees things differently,
Belonging: A note book with her mother's hand written stories in it.
Bio: is always getting into things she isn't suppose to
Picture/Description:


Other: She doesn't talk much at all so people call her mouse. She cocks her head to the side if she's thought of something.
 
Aaron woke slowly. It seemed that every morning they brought in a new batch of kids. Soon the prison would be full. There were already few of the more docile kids sharing cells, and it probably wouldn't be long before he himself had a cellmate or whatever. He noticed a girl across from his cell looking at him intently, studying him. Her eyes were colorful and she had blue and purple highlights in her long brown hair. She looked like she was expecting something to happen.
 
Analiyah leaned her head against the cinder-block wall. She gripped her chain like it would fly away if she let go. The chain left imprints in her palm. With the other hand, Analiyah twirled an orange highlight around her finger.
 

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