Name:
Aileen Flanagon
Age
17
Gender
Female
Grade
11th Grade
Appearance
Weight
105 lbs
Height
5'5"
Where are you From
Buncrana, Ireland
Personality
Aileen is a bitter person- although it's very unlikely she'll tell anyone why. She likes to stick to herself and...
There was a multitude of crack crack crackle pop poppidy pop from one end of the table.
Tasha looked down sheepishly, stretching her newly popped neck. "Sounds good to me."
(Okay, I'd like to say a few things first. Phenix, tell me if I'm stepping over the line.
Jacun, could you please write in 3rd person pov? It'll make more sense for the rest of us if you write similarly to how we do.
Also, complete sentences would be nice. I guess just decent grammar in...
Tasha's eyelids drooped, and she nodded slowly. "I dunno how you guys do it. I mean, I get more sleep than you, and you're still up and about without a complaint!"
Raven watched him do his thing, and paced around quietly as he did.
"Anybody know how to use a crossbow?"
Raven looked up, wondering if anybody besides her could. She raised a hand. "It's been a while, but yes, I can."
Tasha awoke with a jolt, breathing heavily and quickly. She shivered and checked her watch. She'd only slept for a few hours. Typical.
Shivering, Tasha climbed out of her bed, and slung a blanket around her shoulders. She walked slowly out to where everybody was, plopped down on a chair...
Raven nodded and silently climbed up the ladder, secretly grateful for Ed's interruption in their conversation.
She did have a lot of stories, that was true. But most of them were when Alia was hanging around. Just thinking of her name made Raven pause on the ladder for a second, collecting...
(Guess who's back...)
Raven looked over at Ashley, a little surprised that someone wanted to talk to her.
She shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. Mostly just walking around and running for my life."