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| DarkForce | August 9 2012, 09:47 AM Post #1 |
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Matthew Griffen opened his eyes, rubbing the sleep out of them. Groggy and unaware of what had happened yesterday, he sat up and slammed his head off of the bunk above him, where his brother slept. Cursing silently to himself and rubbing his head, he sat up more easily this time. Last nights events were a blur to him; he couldn't remember anything, only the drug. That made everything better...everyone used the drug. Everyone was addicted to it. In fact, his little brother got out of the house more and worked more than Matthew did. Matthew and his father, who the two lived with, were both lost within the drug. They called themselves "Morphlings" after the painkiller Morphine. The drug made everything feel better, and try as he might, Matthew's little brother couldn't manage to break them from the addiction of the drug. So Matthew stood up, pulling on his jacket for the colder weather outside, and heading out the door to the market to buy a dose of the drug... |
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RP'er of: Charles Gannon-District 3 John White-District 4 Sean Williams-District 5 Matthew Griffin-District 6 Roy Wits-District 7 Ike Tsudo-District 10 Daniel Brown-District 11 Nathan Black-District 12 | |
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| Iridescent | August 23 2012, 02:56 PM Post #2 |
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Liam woke up and looked out his bedroom window. It was already well into the day, and outside the citizens of District 6 were scurrying about, headed to do who-knows-what. He groaned and slowly got out of bed, dreading every movement that he had to make. Once he was up, he stretched his long arms and let out a monstrous yawn. He then proceeded to fling open the drawers of his dresser to find something to wear. He threw on a pair of black, knee-length basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt that wasn't very white anymore. As he was lacing his shoes, his stomach growled loudly. "Ah yeah, better get something to eat." He mumbled to himself, walking towards the kitchen. His Auntie was in the kitchen, washing dishes in the sink. "I was wondering when you'd get up Sleeping Beauty!" She snorted, still scrubbing a pot with extreme intensity. Liam looked around and his shoulders drooped. "Did I miss breakfast?" "Oh, you missed that and lunch," His Aunt said. "But I left a little spending money on the counter for you to go into town and get something to eat." "Thanks." He said with a tired smile, shoving the money into his pocket and running out the door. He knew exactly where he wanted to eat. It was a very small cafe on the outskirts of town, near the extremely scary alleys where drug dealings so often took place. You had to walk so far to get to the cafe that hardly anyone went out to it. It was either that, or they simply never had heard of it. But Liam loved the cafe. He drifted through the entrance to the shop and a busty woman greeted him with a sweet smile. "Hello, Liam. The usual?" She asked, pulling the pencil out from behind her ear and turning to a fresh page in her notebook. "Actually, I think I'll change it up today Helen." He answered, eyeing the display cases with his hungry, dark brown eyes. "I think I'll have the Maple and Brown Sugar Oatmeal with a glass of water." "That's it? A big boy like yourself has got to eat!" She chirped. "Alright, throw in a sausage patty, then." "Mk. That will be 22." She said, and he quickly withdrew the bill from his pocket. "Keep the change." He said with a wink. Helen blushed and bustled to the back of the kitchen, shouting orders to her employees. Liam busied himself by finding a table to sit at. There wasn't anyone else in the cafe, so he got the best seat, in his opinion;the window seat. He loved being able to see outside while he was eating. He intertwined his fingers then placed his hands on the table, waiting for his food to be finished. |
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RPer of: Fallon Wright--Capitol Zaida Ayres--District 1 Orissa McCoy--District 4 Liam Hartly--District 6 Opal Aguilar--District 8 Marnie Adkins--District 10
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