Who Needs Parents? (Parks)

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Who Needs Parents? (Parks) Nov 1, 2013 15:30:30 GMT -5

Post by Cameo {RIP Charlie} on Nov 1, 2013 15:30:30 GMT -5

Cameo Sky
Age Eighteen
District Four

Everything about the beach was unpleasant for Cameo; the sand that constantly stuck to every inch of skin. The salt water that burned an open wound, eyes, and throat, along with it's brutal waves that could take out anyone. Everyone dancing around having fun with their families, as if no worries over the hunger games. The list clearly indicates the stupidity of the entire thing. Yet Cameo still tortured herself by trekking through it, dressed in full clothing and boots. Despite all of the screaming parents and children, it was much quieter then the orphanage she resided in.

The only good quality the beach may have it that nightly sunset, Cameo always loved the way the sky lit up just as the sun met the horizon. For a good half hour the best creation is shared, painting a mural for anyone to witness. That was the only reason Cameo ever went to the beach, hating every other part for the exception of sunset. Still it required a lot of effort to enjoy it because of the long distance she always had to travel in order to get peace.

If too close to the town, the most populated part of the beach at all hours, Cameo constantly ran into enemies from school. She had to trail on for a good ways in order to get away from the all. Dyke, tranny, looser, and so many more constantly escaped the immature mouths of the kids the exact same age as her. When Cameo was younger they were hurtful comments, but now she simply ignored them. "Who comes to the beach alone? Stupid Dyke." Like now for instances, with three girls mocking her as they attempt to get as much sun as possible before it went down.

The middle finger was Cameo's famous gesture, along with a few curse words, which was exactly her response for that crisis. That and to keep moving, because she'd only be feeding into their craving of teasing someone by sticking around. Luckily it was girls to because the boys were constantly ready to start a physical fight. Even when it's three against one Cameo could never resist, resulting in constant wounds and damages.

Another good mile and the beach is nearly deserted, exactly what Cameo was desiring. She toke a seat on one of the benches just as the beautiful lights began filling the sky. Of course a cigarette is pulled out and lit, and the relaxation begins. At least in this area only fishermen occupy the water in attempt to catch the variety of sea life. Some in the water, while others are on boats, and none of them caring about a girl that has the attire of a boy.

Last Edit: Nov 1, 2013 15:34:09 GMT -5 by Cameo {RIP Charlie}

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Who Needs Parents? (Parks) Nov 1, 2013 17:26:53 GMT -5

Post by Parks on Nov 1, 2013 17:26:53 GMT -5

Renegus Cade

Renegus sat with his legs crossed on a rather large rock a few yards out from the shore. He had been sitting there for hours, and his butt began to burn with discomfort. He didn’t mind it, so, however, considering he had managed to scrape in a good haul of thirty-some fish. “All in a day’s work,” the teenage boy had whispered to himself with a smile, reeling in another fish as it swished around wildly on Renegus’ fishing line. With somewhat of a crooked smile, the boy placed the fish in his third basket, for the first two were entirely filled up. Oh how funny it was that Renegus had washed his day away simply by sitting in that exact spot for hours upon hours, reeling his fishing line in and out as he brought in fish of various sizes to bring home to his father.

It wasn’t as if he was bothered much. He was in a secluded area on the beach where no one could disturb him. And it wasn’t like he was bullied at school, so people wouldn’t come around and mess with him, interfering with the duty he upholded to his father by bringing in fish. It was basically the only thing that made his father even consider let him waste his days out here; the fact that Renegus was bringing food to the table was more than enough to keep him motivated throughout the day.

So Renegus sat there aimlessly, his fishing line drifting in the line with no real purpose, for he had enough fish to feed thirty people- or to sell them to the market the next day. That’s what life in District Four was all about, wasn’t it? Fishing? That’s how they survived? Just like how District Seven ran on lumber, or how District Eleven ran on agriculture, or Twelve on mining. God forbid Renegus end up like the people in Twelve though. He’d heard stories, and he was not interested in being involved in a place like that whatsoever.

As the sun began to set, merging with what appeared to be a never ending ocean that reached across an unclaimed world that was lost in an apocalyptic event hundreds of years ago, Renegus felt abnormally at peace with himself, something he had never felt for a long time. The sun’s golden light cascaded across the beach, giving the sand a welcoming color.

With that, the boy hopped down from the rock in which he had been perched throughout the whole day, and began to make his way up to the beach, wafting his way through the water as the cold liquid began to freeze his feet. Since it was Winter, it wasn’t exactly swimming weather, but it was perfect fishing weather, and it was still warm enough for people to enjoy a day of playing in the sand at the beach, or getting the perfect tan in the faded sun. As Renegus reached the shore, he walked by a strange looking woman, one with cut back hair and boyish looking clothes on. At a first glance, Renegus might have mistaken her for a boy, but her feminine features still shone through, allowing him to fully recognize her as female.

He gave her a slight nod, for he recognized her from school. She was bullied a lot, and so he wanted to show her some respect by giving her an approving shake of his head, but not before losing his grip on one of his baskets of fish. The basket slipped from his hands and plummeted right next to the girl. While the basket in of itself didn’t hit the girl, many of the fish were dumped on to her, and wish is being his most recent basket of fish, many were still alive as they flopped aimlessly on top of the girl. Renegus’ eyes were wide as he sprung down to her side immediately.

“I’m so sorry…” He whispered down to her as he began to guide the fish back into his basket, clearly embarrassed by his lack of a solid grip on his basket, and the fact that this woman was now covered in fish.

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Who Needs Parents? (Parks) Nov 1, 2013 18:55:22 GMT -5

Post by Cameo {RIP Charlie} on Nov 1, 2013 18:55:22 GMT -5

Cameo Sky
Age Eighteen
District Four

So maybe the beach wasn't that bad. The wind was always constantly on high even on a scorching summer's day. Though it's no longer summer, making it even more exceptionally cold. But who could ever really mind? It was easy to layer up in clothing, though this exact time only required a light long-sleeve. Something about the starting of winter brought even prettier skies as well. Plus cigarettes were especially enjoyable.

One of the guys fishing on a rock was the only thing to move within the picture perfect scene. At first Cameo gave no thought to it; the old fishers wanted nothing to do with her. All they cared about was funding their families with their game, and some were even kind to Cameo. The rest simply ignored her, but they ignored everyone else as well. Her eyes darted to and from the guy, wanting to know if it was someone to avoid eye contact with or give a friendly wave to. But as her eyes finally adjusted it turned out to be someone young, certainly from her school.

Usually all of the guys in school were careers, with no time to fish, but plenty of time to start fights. It was certainly odd to spot one patiently fishing, especially with the lack of being ugly which all of the boys fishing at this age were. Should she ignore him and avert eye contact? Or give her famous angry stare that scared off a lot of people from messing with her, even with her small structure. Of course she went with the stare, because appearing weak was always dangerous.

Sure enough the bucket of fish the boy was carrying drops to the floor, not directly on Cameo but the fish certainly find their way. Nothing better then smelling like dead fish; except that there was because some were even still alive and flopping about. "Damnet!" She mumbles aloud as she immediately begins pushing them back into the bucket. Unsure whether it was an accident or purpose she simply went by what usually happens; another jerk. How could someone so young catch so many fish? But his age showed with dumping it on someone. "Why can't y'all leave me the frack alone?" Cameo rhetorically asks, her voice filled with anger.

Then the unexpected happens because theres no laughing sound from the guy, and he actually bends down to help. Most surprisingly, something Cameo could swear she's never heard before, an apology escapes him. She's baffled for a moment, even pauses from returning the fish to his bucket. Eyebrows wriggled together in confusion; was he joking? Even a bit of embarrassment filled his facial expression. Still Cameo was weary about the entire situation.

"Sure you are." Cameo decided that now wasn't the time to just start trusting someone. This all felt unrealistic to her. She placed her cigarette to hang in between her lips as she scooped up the remanding fish to get them into the bucket and get this over with as soon as possible. "Thanks." Sarcasm escaped her lips, just as always in this kind of situation. She flicked the remanding fish juices off of her hand after attempting to wipe it off of her clothing. It didn't work, they were soaked in nasty smelling fish water.

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Who Needs Parents? (Parks) Nov 1, 2013 19:47:31 GMT -5

Post by Parks on Nov 1, 2013 19:47:31 GMT -5

Renegus Cade

Renegus wasn’t sure what was going through her mind, but embarrassment had flooded his. This was all completely unintentional, though the girl seemed to think the opposite. Or maybe she was just grumpy- and emotionally unstable. Either one worked. Nevertheless, Renegus’ cheeks had gone red as he tried to scoop the fish back into the basket as quickly as he could. It wasn’t as if he was afraid of her or anything, even though most people actually were, he didn’t think so, and he certainly wasn’t going to be rude to her. Just because Renegus had a good amount of friends didn’t mean he could go around and treat anyone however the hell he wanted.

As he took a glance at the girl, he began to remember the extent of her depression. It was sad how people treated her, really. Even some of Renegus’ friends had treated this girl unjustly, and that caused a twang of guilt to ignite in Renegus. It was sad, really, how someone could be treated like this. Bullying was very common in the districts, and that was sick within itself. How could anyone bully someone else? How could anyone make someone feel so worthless? And besides, isn’t that the capitols job? Why would a District even consider having internal issues? The enemy was outside the district. The enemy was most likely eating gourmet soup right now, while their avoxes prepare their luxurious beds for them. The enemy was far from the district, and yet so many who were so close became the enemy themselves.

With a sigh, Renegus looked back at the girl, a comforting look on his face as the redness drifted away. He really wasn’t sure what else to say besides sorry, and he had already said it once, what was the point of repeating anything? It was a waste of breath from Renegus’ point of view. “I really am sorry, you know,” he said, his District Four accent lingering into his words. Then again, they really didn’t consider it an accent, since everyone here spoke like that.

With that, Renegus guided the last of the fish back into the basket just as the girl tried to get the foul smell of fish removed from her clothing. “I’m really sorry about that. I’m sure the smell will come off if you go wash it in the water…” The boy’s voice trailed off. How inconsiderate could he be? How could he just dump fish on her and then walk off, telling her that the smell may or may not come off if she goes into the water? This girl’s life was rough enough without the ill-minded ideas of Renegus Cade, so maybe he could help her.

The girl just stared there and looked at him though, as if he was some satanic being. He raised his eyebrow before offering his hand out to her, feeling rather guilty that he had ruined her trip to the beach. “I’m Renegus. I’ve seen you around school. Who might you be? I forget your name,” he said that last part with a smile, as he tried to be nice to her. He wanted to treat her with respect, for she was a human being, and every human being needed that. If they didn’t receive respect, things could get into your head and make you feel worthless, something only capitol people deserved in Renegus’ opinion.

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Who Needs Parents? (Parks) Nov 2, 2013 12:20:38 GMT -5

Post by Cameo {RIP Charlie} on Nov 2, 2013 12:20:38 GMT -5

Cameo Sky
Age Eighteen
District Four

There was just something off about the entire thing to Cameo, guys especially young ones that weren't bad looking always hated her. She couldn't help but think all of this was a trick, a long set up joke. But then again this guy's facial expression and calming voice completely screws everything up. Even another apology filled her ears after she disregarded his first one. It was contradicting, but still Cameo was curious that there was a decent person out there. It wasn't as though she was a complete loner though she certainly appeared to be one; she had a handful of them, all older and not usually around.

Somehow, feeling as if it was a dream, another apology arrived again along with the suggestion that the goo may come off in the water. Just as always the thought of the water brought an unpleasant shiver down her spine. Lately though it's also joined with the memory of Nick. Only a year ago he attempted to teach Cameo how to swim. Now he was off with some older chick, so obviously it didn't turn out so well. She shook her head no at the idea of going in the water, leaving no explanation to follow.

Expecting now was the time for the boy to leave Cameo was once again shocked to see an extending hand and greeting. Now she truly felt like this was a set up, but she just promised herself to stay on guard. The chance of actually having a normal conversation with someone was so tempting. She just had to beware of being made a fool of, it sounded easy enough.

The hand was accepted and Cameo was pulled to her feet while the boy's name Renegus was given, a smile lingering on his face. Happiness was an over-rated feeling to Cameo, given all of the circumstances and such. She attempted to lighten her own face, no smile for miles, but not so angry. "Cameo," She answered, "thanks." She actually pulled out, appreciating the helping hand. "I don't swim though."

For a moment the water was peaceful, maybe even for an entire day. But it's something different when being with someone she trusted. The only person she's trusted. It quickly changed when they were interrupted by a pack of know it all careers that wanted to simply pick a fight. Before she was scared of the water, now the fear was even greater. She looked at her clothing and shrugged, uninterested and uncaring, it wasn't worth going near the water. Nothing wrong with smelling like fish for a bit, the entire beach reeked of it.

"So come here often?" Cameo joked, deciding to concentrate of the beautiful sunset instead, after all that was why she was here. The sun was half way down, bringing more lights to the sky.

((OOC: Any ideas of what can happen next?))

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