Liberty Aubergine | d2 | fin <3 | Hunger Games: The RPG

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Liberty Aubergine | d2 | fin <3 Mar 2, 2014 21:02:15 GMT -5

Post by Ella on Mar 2, 2014 21:02:15 GMT -5

Name: Liberty Ever Aubergine
Age: Elevennnn
Gender: FEMALEEE like duh
District/Area: Like idk d2 maybe whatevs
Appearance:

DIS LIKE BLONDYISH HAIR JUST PRETTYFUL AND CUTE AND BEAUTIFUL AND PRETTYFUL AND MAGICAL AND WONDERFUL AND PRETTYFUL AND MARVELOUS OH DID I MENTION PRETTYFUL KK AND THEN TEENSY LIKE 4'9 IS THAT TEENSY IDK IDK AT ALL LIKE THIS GIRL ON MY BUS SHE'S 11 AND LIKE 4'0 SO YEAH OOPS 4'9 IS STILL SHORT AMIRITE NO OH WELL AVERAGE

Personality:

DIS SCHIZOPHRENIC ~~DAMMIT WHY DO I ALWAYS USE AN N~~ GIRL WHO BELIEVE US SANE FOLKS ARE INSANE AND THAT THESE DEMONS ARE REAL WELL NEWSFLASH IF THEY WERE REAL WE'D BE EXTINCT AND THEN SHE'S ALL MATURE FOR HER AGE AND CONFIDENT AND STUFF AND SHE DOESNT DOUBT HERSELF WOOHOO FOR WOMEN ROLE-MODELS ALL HALE LIBBY

History:

UMM GREW UP IN THE AUBERGINE HOUSE SO LIKE FAME FORTUNE ~~FRIENDS~~ VICTORISM IF THATS A WORD JUST EVERYTHING AND THE LABYRINTH GAMES WHICH SHE JUST STARTED LAST YEAR AND YEAH NOT MUCH ELSE HAS HAPPENED IN ELEVEN YEARS WHOOP DEE DOO

Codeword: Odair *bum bum bum bum* Odair *bum bum bum bum* Odair *drum solo* OOOODAAIRRRR
Other: She's like my new fave kk

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Liberty Aubergine | d2 | fin <3 Mar 25, 2014 18:07:00 GMT -5

Post by Ella on Mar 25, 2014 18:07:00 GMT -5

so you wanna play with magic?

liberty "libby" aubergine

female

district two

~~eleven~~ twelve

unsure

sofia gurova

aubergine plot

They don't know whats wrong with me. Eleven years of life, and they still don't. It's the first time mom and dad have gotten over their shame of having an "insane" child. My tan hand runs across the smooth velvet chair, it feels worn and old. It feels like so many people have sat here before me, just waiting to see what's wrong with them. People just like me have sat in this very chair. Disgraces to their family for being "insane."

"Liberty Ever Aubergine, please report to Ms. Autumn's room." The voice is calm and smooth, like it's no big deal. She's never been here. She's not weird. I push myself up and my eyes hide fear deep inside them. The monsters. They're all around. One is sitting by almost every person, staring at them hungrily, sizing them up just to eat them soon enough with triangular, sharp teeth. One stands by me, too. Although it's not staring at me. It knows I can see it, so it stands there like I'm not even there. Though there are also angels, they're dressed in shimmering white dresses to help protect us. They're not strong enough.

I move my short legs over to the room. My feet stepping over old objects that lie underneath them. A brown-blonde curtain of hair falls in front of my eyes, I'm not sure if it's because this is basically "the walk of shame," or "I can't see you, you can't see me." Maybe both, though I'm not sure if that's true. If it was... well, all the monsters would be after me instead.

The room is close to where I had sat before, so it didn't take long to get there. This place is very small, so really, it doesn't take that long to get anywhere. It's just a place owned by some people to help figure out the disorders people have, not some big huge hospital like place. It's cozy, really, but my house is bigger. Especially when the labyrinth games come every year. Next year they might actually be useful somewhat for me. When I can be reaped.

The wooden door opens easily, revealing a teensy room with a ~~mahogany~~ wooden desk and a uncomfortable looking chair across from a small chair, that looks a bit more comfortable then the other. I figure that's where I should sit, so I move over towards it, grasping it with my hands before sitting down. I always have to touch the chair, to make sure it's there. The demons could snatch it away any moment.

"Hi Liberty." The women's voice says. Ms. Autumn. She has a crooked face with pale white hair, elderly looking. "Libby..." I mutter with quite a high voice. I hate my name. I don't stand for Liberty. It means being free. I am not free. Libby means... nothing that I know of. Therefore, it can't mean something that's the total opposite of me, because I am trapped.

"Okay, Libby. What do you think is wrong with you?" Well, way to get right to the point Autumn. She could've asked, "How old are you?" Eleven. "What do you like to do?" Hide. Hide and seek is my favorite. But nah, getting to the point is all the rage these days.

"Nothing." I state the truth with light pink lips. What's wrong with them? I'm just different. They're jealous of us, the people with my "disorder," because they know that we're the sane ones and they're the insane ones. Not the other way around. The demons really are there.

She sighs, hoping to mask it. I know she does it though. It's not the answer she was hoping for. "Libby, fine. What does your family think is wrong with you?" She knows that, of course. My family told her what they think of me. They think I'm outright insane.

"They think I can see non-existing demons. They exist, but you "sane" people just can't see them so you're jealous and want everybody to believe we're the weird ones when really, you people are and refuse to believe it." I say quickly, breezing through the words like I have so many times before. It's my answer to that question, which is asked many more times then you might think. Maybe in different wording, but generally the same. My cousins ask me, aunts and uncles ask me, brothers and sisters ask me, everyone just has to ask that question when they could just ask some other person who already knows the answer.

She puts a bony finger to her chin, pondering what she thinks I have. This isn't at all how I expected this to go. I thought that she'd ask me different questions, that she would take into consideration what a 4'9, skinny eleven year old girl has to say. But no, nobody's like that. My pale green eyes glance at her, hoping for her to speak up already.

"Schizophrenia." She says to me, pulling down her finger. "You have schizophrenia, I think." She thinks. (Key word: think). I bite my thin, bottom lip to keep from yelling at her. Mom said she was an expert. She's not, I can tell by the way she holds herself and the- demon.

There's one standing right behind her, glaring at me with midnight-black eyes, before taking his terrifying gaze back to the woman. My mouth opens into an 'o' shape, and Ms. Autumn gives me a look of confusion. The demon opens his tall mouth wide, and shimmering white, triangular teeth get ready to bite into her. Without looking back, I run away. Not today, Demi. That's what I call of the demons, Demi. I'm not sure why. "Come back here this instant!" A voice shouts in annoyance, and I can just make out a curse. My long blonde-brown hair runs along behind me, struggling to keep up as I run.

I'm a really fast runner, how else could I do even the tiniest bit well during the labyrinth games? I'm not strong, I have thin noodle arms, I can't use a weapon, and then I have terrible aim. Running is basically my only strength. What I'm going to do if I'm ever reaped beats me. Though, there's still at least a year until that happens. (The 67th games, to be specific). I bet some of my cousins could win no problem, like Fortune and Justice. Wallie and Charm... not so much. Then again. their to young to tell. Still two more years, so you never know. I always think of them as little, even when I'm not much bigger myself. That's how I always feel. If there's anybody even a day younger then me, I feel like they're just babies. Maybe that's because I grew up around older siblings, me being the youngest out of 5.

"Liberty!" She shouts again, almost begging me. I open the old, wooden door. It feels different then when I first came in. When I first came, I felt it would hold the answer to all my problems behind it. Now, I know that's not the truth. It holds lies. Why did I even need to know what I had in the first place? I know I have it, but I guess I just wanted to know what it was.

She sits there, half angry and waiting for me to come wandering back like always. I don't know how she knows that I always end up caving in, but she does, which makes me angry. A 'creature' stands behind her, just waiting for the perfect moment to sink his teeth in her.

I may not like her, but nobody deserves to be eaten by a creature. Mainly because it's a slow, painful death. The creature first bites your arm off, waiting a few minutes, watching the dark red blood drizzle down, and then he goes to the leg, and then the same thing happens. He waits about an hour, and if you're not dead yet, highly unlikely, he'll just bite your head off and walk away like nothing ever happened. Then that's that, everybody forgets about you and carries on with their lives.

I bet it'd be very easy for my family to get over me being eaten by a creature. Victory, Glory, Fame, Fortune, and Justice are all so different from me. Older, and wiser. I'm the ignored one, and they'd just throw a party if I died. My friends would go, too. If I had any. And if there was cake. They might be glum for awhile, but then they'd get over it. The most they'd think of it is that the Labyrinth Games will be a bit messed up. That's all, no biggie. Just Liberty Aubergine.

odair

wc: 1446

ooc: This is really short and terrible ik ik but yeah NO EXCUSES ELLA okay so yeah.

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Last Edit: May 12, 2014 19:03:24 GMT -5 by Ella

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