~*~Whispers RP (Role Play)~*~

[MollyBrownROX13]

(Is this for me? xD)

(Yurp!)

 

[Chickenfan4life]

Quote: (KK, whut should Zeb be doing?)

 

[MollyBrownROX13]

(KK, whut should Zeb be doing?)

(Sitting in her cell at the asylum.)

 

[Chickenfan4life]

Quote: (Okay, xD, I am SO noobish, I have no idea what I am doing.)

Zeb sat, her legs crossed and her chin on her hand as she carelessly doodled the shape of the most recent "thing" she had seen, just yet another disembodied spirit. She had become fairly good at identifying causes of death in the spirits, as most of them had evident injuries--gunshot wounds, broken limbs, fractures, even missing body parts. No longer disturbed by that which she saw, Zebedee passionately hated spirits because of where they had landed her--in this asylum hellhole.

Hating something was unnatural for Zeb. She had her flaws, her quick temper and impatience, but she hated few things. But ghosts had made it onto her "hate list".

(Is this okay? Anything breaking the rules.. ?)

 

[Gertrude McFuzz]

(No, no breaks have occurred.)

 

[Chickenfan4life]

(No, no breaks have occurred.)

(Good. xD)

 

[MollyBrownROX13]

(Okay, xD, I am SO noobish, I have no idea what I am doing.)

Zeb sat, her legs crossed and her chin on her hand as she carelessly doodled the shape of the most recent "thing" she had seen, just yet another disembodied spirit. She had become fairly good at identifying causes of death in the spirits, as most of them had evident injuries--gunshot wounds, broken limbs, fractures, even missing body parts. No longer disturbed by that which she saw, Zebedee passionately hated spirits because of where they had landed her--in this asylum hellhole.

Hating something was unnatural for Zeb. She had her flaws, her quick temper and impatience, but she hated few things. But ghosts had made it onto her "hate list".

(Is this okay? Anything breaking the rules.. ?)

(Not that I know of.)

Julie strode into the asylum, flashing her ID card as she walked though the doors to the cells. She walked down the hallway till she came to the cell she was looking for. She opened the cell door, stepping inside. "Zebedee Michaels?" She asked, hands on hip in a no-nonsense way.

 

[Chickenfan4life]

Quote: Zebedee looked up with a flash of her hazel eyes, just briefly, before she quickly snapped her book shut and tucked it under her arm. Rising elegantly, despite her bedraggled look, she quirked a brow in a suspicious manner and replied with an indecipherable, "Yes.. ?"

 

[MollyBrownROX13]

Zebedee looked up with a flash of her hazel eyes, just briefly, before she quickly snapped her book shut and tucked it under her arm. Rising elegantly, despite her bedraggled look, she quirked a brow in a suspicious manner and replied with an indecipherable, "Yes.. ?"

"my name is Julie white, and I'm here to get you out of this.... Asylum." She said, catching herself before she said some things she probably shouldn't. Even though she hated this place, she shouldn't bad mouth about it when there were cameras everywhere. The people at the front desk probably recognized her from so many years ago. But, maybe not. She shrugged the thoughts away and focused on Zeb.

 

[Chickenfan4life]

Quote: Zebedee's greenish-gray eyes widened, then narrowed in suspicion. She clutched her book as though protecting it, and asked in a cold voice, "... Why?" She had reason to not trust Julie--after all, nothing but the spirits of the dead had spoken much to Zeb; she didn't know how to view human interactions, nor how to interact, herself.