Sometimes all you need is a friend. [missa]

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Sometimes all you need is a friend. [missa] Sept 12, 2012 19:32:33 GMT -5

Post by Meghan on Sept 12, 2012 19:32:33 GMT -5

Hey there, Delilah.
♥ BIOGRAPHY ♥
♥ PLOT WITH ME ♥

Make me an angel that flies from montgom'ry
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go

Ever since the reaping for the 62nd Hunger Games, Delilah has considered herself one lucky soul. She wasn't about to go into some unknown arena with only her life to offer, just to await her untimely death. She could walk through her district freely, or as freely as one was allowed in the country of Panem, and enjoy the fall air and the evening wind. She could spin in circles, if she wanted to, or sing. Nobody was around to tell her to shut it, to tell her to stop it, to keep her from being anyone but who she was. She didn't have to serve anyone here, at least not where her feet always led her after her afternoon shift in the shop. The meadow.

There was something about the dying flowers in the field and the slowly falling leaves of the surrounding forest that appealed to Delilah. Maybe it was their gentle reminder of her life, of her freedom. Or perhaps she just liked beautiful things. She smiled and skipped to the fence, just to peer out of its metal barrier. There was no way she would ever brave the current that was supposed to run through its wires. It was a well known fact that they hardly ever had the electricity on, but Delilah didn't want to risk her life for a little taste of freedom.

The forest looked so beautiful with its multicolored leaves and the soft evening light of the setting sun and the rising moon. Nothing could ruin this now. Nothing but...What was that?

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Last Edit: Sept 12, 2012 19:34:21 GMT -5 by Meghan

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Sometimes all you need is a friend. [missa] Sept 14, 2012 16:06:47 GMT -5

Post by missa on Sept 14, 2012 16:06:47 GMT -5

With my back against the tree, I slide down and my forehead droops down onto my knees. Hungry and tired, I know I should continue on into the nearest district to search for food, but this time.. this time it seems like to much to ask. I turn around the corner of the tree and see how close I am to the fence, it would be literally a 2 minute walk from the tree I was leaning against for support, and through the meadow and to the fence. Sighing, I turn back around and lean my head against the trunk of the tree and squeeze my eyes shut.

It was probably a stupid idea to fall asleep there, so close to where a peacekeeper could easily find me, but I was so tired I drifted off into a dreamless world that probably lasted for God knows how many hours..

But when I awake the sun is setting behind me. I can see the golden, rich sun reflecting it's rays into the bubbling stream in front of me. As I crawl forward and dip my head into the water and drink, I am startled by a crunching noise in the distance. Pulling my face out of the water, I wipe my mouth and whip my head around. Behind me, on the other side of the fence, is a petite blonde girl, with a something fierce and carefree about her. All of a sudden I feel jealous, I envy her, I wish I could look that free. Being a runaway, how much more free and carefree could I get? I didn't understand.

Without thinking about it I get up, and ignoring the dizzy rush I get, dart towards the girl. Maybe this girl had an apple with her, or something she could spare me, but I doubted it, in the poorer districts nobody shared food, but I continue running towards the fence.

"Hey!" I call out, "Hey!" I repeat although the girl is going no wheres. This was so unlike me, but I was desperate I needed to ask if she had any food before I continued travelling or before I got caught by a peacekeeper, and worse, executed. When I get to the fence I drop to my knees out of breath, and wipe the sweat from my face. Looking up at the girl I stretch out my hand.

"I'm Ae-Cha".

The one thing I have learned about getting what you want is that it all begins with their trust.

Last Edit: Sept 14, 2012 16:09:41 GMT -5 by missa

missa Seam Resident 6 POSTS last seen Sept 15, 2012 18:00:32 GMT -5	Sometimes all you need is a friend. [missa] Sept 14, 2012 16:10:36 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by missa on Sept 14, 2012 16:10:36 GMT -5 OCC: How do I color the text like you? TT_TT And sorry, I know I am a bad roleplayer.. I will get better! ^_^

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Sometimes all you need is a friend. [missa] Sept 16, 2012 0:17:05 GMT -5

Post by Meghan on Sept 16, 2012 0:17:05 GMT -5

OOC: Good question, Missa! To color the text, you simply need to use this code: [*color=coloryouwant]Text that you want to be that color[/color*] without the asterisks! To center the text, you use the code: [*center]text you want centered[/center*], again without the asterisks. To make the text smaller (or the standard text size most roleplayers use on HGRPG) you use the code: [*size=1]text you want smaller[/size*] (again, no asterisks). To make the edges of your paragraphs cleaner, you'll use the code: [*justify]paragraphs that you want looking clean[/justify*] (no asterisks, of course lol). Finally, to make the text start indented (I believed it's about half an inch) you can use the code: [*blockquote]text goes here[/blockquote*] (no asterisks). You can blockquote as much as you want, depending on your preference for the text. I personally like to blockquote twice, center, justify, color, then write my text, then /color, /justify, /center, /blockquote, /blockquote. I hope that cleared everything up for you! Also, no worries about roleplaying. You're doing fine ^.^

Hey there, Delilah.
♥ BIOGRAPHY ♥
♥ PLOT WITH ME ♥

I am an old woman named after my mother
My old man is another child that's grown old
If dreams were lightning thunder was desire
This old house would have burnt down a long time ago

Narration Speech Thoughts

When Delilah Dewberry peered through the fence to take a second look at the supposedly abandoned forest, she fully expected to see nothing more than the edge of the meadow and the start of the tree line. Perhaps the movement that had stirred in the edge of the greenery was a wild squirrel or a trick of light. The last thing she expected to see was what nature presented to her in that very moment. A girl unlike any girl she had ever seen in her district before. It was obvious that she was from neither the seam nor the town that Delilah had been born and raised in. She looked practically wild.

When the girl essentially crawls towards the fence, Delilah jumps back in a sort of terror. Who was she and where did she come from? Was this a trap? But no, that seemed silly. The wild one looked like she had been traveling for a very long time.

"I'm Ae-Che." The girl introduces herself with a dirty hand. Delilah only stares at it and nods. Her rare words seem to escape her entirely in that moment. Was she supposed to shake the hand of a total stranger? She barely touched her own family members, let alone this odd allusion that her brain had conjured tonight. Was she getting enough sleep?

"D-d-deliah." When stuttered words finally escaped her timid lips, they were barely a whisper. What was she supposed to say? Hi, my name is Delilah. I haven't met you, and I don't think you have met me, but let's shake hands and be friends without thinking of the consequences or dangers of such an action. I'm not afraid of you at all.

[/i] Yeah, that would go over real well with this stranger.

The poor girl looked absolutely starving. Well, why wouldn't she be? She lived in the forest after all. It was easy to forget how difficult others had life when you live in the almost comfortable existence of a merchant's daughter. As such a merchant's daughter, she had the ability to make this moment in this poor child's life extremely lucky.

"A-are you h-h-hungry?"
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OOC: Sorry this post is so crappy. No inspiration right now. ):