The Haunted Forest RPG

He lifts his head slightly to look at her, opening his mouth to speak, but no words come out. Elle stares at him horrified. His head tips back and he clutches at his stomach. She tightens her fists nervously, feeling something in her right hand, she looks down quickly. It's a paint brush. She stares at it, opening her palm and spinning it around slowly. "Elle.." He whispers, She relaxes her grip and the brush falls from her hand. She looks up at him wide eyed. "Why.." He gasps, looking into her face, tears welling up in his eyes. Their eyes meet for a moment and then he leans back, letting out a long sigh, his body goes limp, his eyes fall shut and his head falls back onto the ground. She rushes over to him and falls down onto her knees. Her eyes blurry with tears "Get up. Get up. She sobs loudly, her chest aches. "Why did you make me do this!" She shakes his shoulders and screws up her eyes, sitting her head on his chest and screaming into it. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, please get up." She desperately pulls at his shirt, gripping onto him with her fists.
(The Conjuring 2, right on BYC!)
 
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plot twist, vampires didn't kill Elle's dad)

(Plot twist, Elle is a complete psycho, everybody RUN!!
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"I am tough, and I have endurance. Beats little grasshoppers every day" said Revan as he swings again.

Amica ignored him as she focused on the hilt of his sword, thinking about how to beat him. The Knights were the annoying ones with the armor that her trimmers wouldn't be able to break, she'd need an upgrade when it came to her weapon, she just procrastinated on it.

Without thinking, Amica lunged at him in an attempt to grab the sword.
 
"No"she hissed her eyes narrowing
(Really,I mean,she so..so...
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"Yeah,I think,really,I mean,somebody saved me once and they talked,a lot"she mumbles to herself,"ok...ok I'm going"she said as she limped toward the house(or hut,what ever)

Avenir walked inside and put a chair in the middle of the room for Mille to sit on. "Here, sit down so I can check your wound." She instructed.
 
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Her salty tears mix with the crimson paint, her sobbing slowly dying down, she digs her nails into his shirt and weeps softly. His body feels colder and colder, the room feels darker and darker. She can taste something disgusting in her mouth and sits up to spit it out. She opens her eyes, jumping back quickly. The lights are out, only the the dim light from the rising sun shines through. But it's enough for her to see what lays before her. A skeleton of a tall man in a shirt and wolf skin trousers lies crumpled on the floor, his shirt stained red, a blade lies close to him on the floor. She stares wide eyed, her heart thumping in her ears. It starts creeping back into her mind. She shakes her head "No. no. no." What she tried so hard to remember she now tries so hard to forget. She can feel it building in her chest, her breath quickens. She runs for the door, tripping on something and hitting her head on the side table. She groans and looks up, her eyes still trying to focus. A second, smaller figure lies strewn against the wall. There's some kind of sword stuck between their ribs. She jumps up again, crying out and covering her face with her hands. She can hear fighting. She puts her fingers in her ears and curls up into a ball on the floor. "What have you brought back with you Elle?! She's a monster get away from her..."
"No.. No stop.." The voices are distant, fading in and out.. "Get off her, get off!" And then that horrific scream sounds again, the stabbing pain in her heart causes her to leap up, the anxiety is building and building. The guilt rising up like water about to drown her. She runs to the door and grabs the handle, she can see the bloody hand prints on the wood. She pulls it open quickly and runs out, stumbling and tripping on the wet grass. As she runs she pulls of her coat and shoes, throwing them behind her. She gets to the creak, she can see shapes and colours flashing, dark spots in the corners of her vision. She brings her blade out from its sheath and leans back, tossing it far away into the churning water. She lowers her head and dry sobs, dropping down onto the bank. She remembers everything now, the flood gates are well and truly open.
 
"Ok"she said as she sat down(you had a typo!you said amica,and not avenir,sorry lol)

(Oh, haha, sorry. I fixed my post.)

Avenir examined the wound. "Well...It looks okay. It just needs to be wrapped up!"
Avenir got some bandages and tightly wrapped the wound. "Do you still have your weapon?" She asked, wanting to make sure Mille hadn't left it.
 

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