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SilverRose

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In the teens lives has always been a lot of strife. No one seemed to want them and they were unloved by their caregiver. The woman who owned the orphanage always suggested to people that they should adopt a teen but no one ever wants them they just want the babies. But one faithful day all the teens are in the girls bedroom eating their dinner and the owner of the orphanage comes up and tells the teens to pack their things.
They all look confused and she smiles as she exclaims "you are all going to a brand new home so get ready they'll be here at sundown" she smirks and walks away as the teens look around the room some excited all nervous. Someone taking in all seven of them they must be insane.
 
Adrasteia
Location: Orphanage
The mention of adoption brought a conflict of interest inside the tree of a girl, her hair brushing going a bit rougher as she was now forced to deal with this sudden introduction of circumstance. She was seventeen after all, and in less than a year she would be able to walk right out of this dingey place. The walls screamed confinement and the food gurgled with cheap yet edible. Nothing about the house of unwanted children felt like home to the teen who was in full swing of her rebellious phase, and thus her complacency was left behind and she wanted out of the whole damn thing. Freedom on the open road after making a quick buck and then buying some clunker of a car and riding across the country, that was her plan.

But regardless she would be sent back here. Sent back to wherever until that big 18 hits. So there she was, taking out her pickpocketed pack of cigarettes from behind her bed and finding her way outside the window of the second-floor group room on the roof of the porch, lighting one of the sticks and letting it burn a second before taking her first inhale and laying out there to either pass out there or eventually push herself to actually sleeping inside.
 
Xander was sort of confused, "Why would someone take in all of us?" He mumbled.
As he packed, he saw that it was getting close to sundown.
He sped up, and after awhile just resorted to tossing his stuff in his bags haphazardly.
He finished and sat down on his bed, still wondering what it was going to be like in this "New home."
"Was it going to be nice? Was it going to be worse than staying here?" These thoughts plagued his mind as he sat there, it was like a dark fog hung around him, not permitting him to think about anything else.
(Sorry for the long wait time.)
 
He had never been the most emotionally strong so this whole new home thing really really freaked him out. Plus he got very emotionally conected with literally EVERY THING also making it alot harder for him to leave from here or just leave from anything. The bed had already been stripped of all beading all that was left was his bare bed and his pillow without a pillowcase and his neatly folded clothes. He starts gently putting his clothes in the navy green duffle in a very neat and orginized way. He put his last pare of pants into his bag. He had tears in his eyes and right before he zipped it up a tear fell into his bag. He puts his bag on the bare bed then sits next to it nervously waiting for further directons. He just sits there and worries and silently cries not wanting to draw unwanted attention to himself because right now he wants to be alone.
 
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Cassidy Beamount.
Location: Bedroom, Orphanage
Mood: cynical
Interactions: everyone
Mentions: everyone



Cassidy had been in the middle of eating when the owner of the orphanage brought news that they were all going to be adopted. She set her food down on her little side table. Once the thought of adoption would have made her very, but that had been when she was a little kid. The dark haired girl had been dropped off here when she was four by some brown haired man with glasses. His name had been Mr.Beaumont. That was all she remembered about him. Cassidy wasn't even sure if he had been a relative or if she had been given his last name because there seemed to be no more information about her.

That had been her start at the orphanage. Cassidy had been a rather closed off and nervous child in the beginning, but she had still desperately wanted a family. As it turned out though no one had really wanted her. Maybe it was how distant she was or maybe they had some how sensed what a negative person she would grow up to be. Cassidy was still reserved, but now she was also mean and extremely cynical. So she didn't have any positive feelings about someone wanting to adopt all seven of them out of the blue. Plus, she had next to no information about the person willing to adopt them.

Cassidy made no move to pack like the others.

"So do you think they're running some kind of scam or just serial killers?"Cassidy asked.






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Merik didn’t care much for the news, he didn’t feel connected to the orphanage at all. The food wasn’t all that great, nobody ever adopted teens, and all he got was hand-me-downs. Of course, he would get his own clothes, but aside from that he didn’t get anything new-new.
The male sighed as he silently packed; folding his clothes and fiddling with his bag’s zipper. He was listening to the others worry or talk about what could await at there new home. Merik was close to being 18, so he thought of “his new home” as a temporary place to stay before he moves out and gets his own house or apartment.
He got done packing a bit early, so he went to take a shower. “Hopefully this new place won’t be too bad..” he whispered to himself as he walked into the bathroom.
(Apologies for the late response, I woke up late haha)
 
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Michael found himself quite perplexed at the sudden mention of being adopted. Being the hardheaded delinquent he was Michael found it quite skeptical why anyone would want to deal with him. Let alone everyone else in this trash bin they called a home. As weird as it was Michael couldn’t help but to find himself snickering at the thought of it all. At a certain point in his life maybe being adopted wouldn't have been all the bad, but these days he just wanted to be on his own already. “Well. This sure is a surprise. Someone actually wants to deal with us.” He didn’t speak towards anyone in particular, but he did make himself heard throughout the bedroom. “Oh man imagine if it’s some former military twat that wants to turn us into proper citizens. How long do you think it’d be before he started shaving our heads?”

As amusing as it would be to start thinking of all the endless possibilities of who their adopted figures would be Michael was honestly too tired to keep it going. Though now that he thought about it the car ride was gonna be a nightmare with all seven of them trying to fit their things inside whatever the hell they drove. After he had finished packing up his things Michael simply began to lay down as he sprawled himself over his bed. Enjoying the comfy uncomfortable mattress one more time.
 
Scarlett was in disbelief as she quickly packed her things. She is not excited about having a home but she is excited to get out of the terrible place she has been since practically birth. She's wanting to see the world anything in the world. She gets she bag packed and slings it over her shoulder as her she looks at her now empty bed and shelves. She looks out the window and sees a bus outside and park she knows it's their new "family". Scarlett was at least ok friends with everyone in the orphanage and she goes to the few rooms the teens were in and say out loud. "Hey guys! New care givers are here!!"
 
Adrasteia
Location: Orphanage
Mentions: SilverRose SilverRose

Adrasteia sighed as the bus arrived, eyeing it suspiciously as she got up from her spot on the roof of the ground floor porch. Climbing inside she grabbed the few things she kept, a small duffle bag that always held her clothing. Putting her cigarettes inside and lighter she lifted the bag over her shoulder, not thrilled to have this start. Honestly she prayed last night would just stretch on forever versus subjecting herself to some awkward greeting.

Well let’s get moving I guess...” She would pass Scarlet, moving around her to start moving out to the bus.
 
Xander got his stuff and walked towards the bus.
After everyone else boarded he sat in an empty row towards the back.
He put his bag on the seat next to him, looking down. at his palms until the bus started moving.
"I think this person must really be crazy. I mean, who would genuinely want all of us teens?"
Xander said, seemingly talking to himself.
 
He nervously held his camo bag and waited in line to get onto the very very very cramped bus. Probaly just like the others he wondered why the hell anyone would want to buy us especially because most of us are older some even old enough to move out next year so why would anyone want to buy someone that's moving out next year and only have them one year? He got in the bus and it smelt like cigarettes,Bo and swet the worst combo ever. He sits in the very front row because he gets motion sick and he sits down covers his nose and hears someone say "who would geniuniely want us teens and he say loud enough for him to hear "a syco" then go silent again and gose back to covering his nose.
 




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Cassidy Beamount.

Location: Bedroom, Orphanage to Bus
Mood: cynical
Interactions: everyone
Mentions: everyone



Cassidy swore to herself softly. She quickly moved to her dresser and threw what few clothes she had into her old beat up book bag. The fifteen year old had nothing in the way of possessions to pack. Cassidy didn't want to have anything that reminded her of her time here. She had always planned on saving that kind of sentimental stuff for after she was eighteen and moved out. When she could build her own life for herself.

"Well, not going to miss it here,"Cassidy said to herself.

She joined the others in the bus sitting towards the middle. She turned towards the window. At least she could watch the scenery while they went wherever they were going.






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Merik got out of the shower and quickly dried his hair, then got dressed. He pondered about leaving this place, but didn’t really care about it. His only goal was to leave and get his own apartment or home, where he could have his own free will and not be bounded by the weight of all the memories of the orphanage. The male grabbed his beat-up grey backpack and headed for the bus along with his peers. As he boarded the small, rugged vehicle, he took an empty seat near the back. “I wonder what kind of wack-job our new “guardians” will be...” he sighed to himself.
 
Scarlett smiled getting on the bus not because she was excited to see her new home but glad her room will not longer smell like death and alcohol and she sits near the front just so she can feel at ease and incase she gets sick she can count on one hand how many times she has rode in a vehicle so she isn't sure if she gets car sick or not but she really does not want to chance it she clutches her bag and looks back at everyone "so what do you guys think the gaurdians are sycos or pedophiles?"
 
Adrasteia
Location: Orphanage​

Adrasteia boarded and headed to the back, keeping her back on her as she sat in the row furthest back. It wasn’t exactly inviting to be inside it, but then again the orphanage wasn’t inviting either they thought. Either way they sat and prepared for a ride, mostly phasing our conversations.

I don’t give a shit who or what wants us, I just need a bit longer before I can go out....
 
Xander looked out the grimy, fingerprinted window, trying not to fall asleep.
"I for once, wanna meet this person." He said with anticipation.
He went back to looking down at his hands as the bus drove along.
 
He heard someone say "i for once just Wanna meet this person". He kind of was wandering the same thing why would anyone want this many kids thats ridiculous to have so many. He dose not say anything to anyone regarding the conversation about us leaving he just trys to make himself comfortable with the tight seat belt on his waist on the torn up fabric seats in the awful smelling hot humid bus. He looks out the dirty cracked windows thinking about this whole situation
 




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❝ Cassidy Beamount. ❞

Location: Bus
Mood: cynical
Interactions: SilverRose SilverRose
Mentions: everyone



Cassidy pulled herself over into the other seat. Leaning out into the aisle she regarded Scarlett.

"Does it really matter how ****** they are? If they turn out to be too weird we could all just run away."Cassidy replied.

The fifteen year old really thought she might be able to make it on the street.







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Merik looked out of the grimey window of the bus, pondering wether he would like this new place. He heard the other teens talk about their new home with scared, worried, and excited expressions. “As long as they aren’t serial killers, we should be fine.”, The male muttered right as the bus came to a halt.
 
They drive for what seems like hours Scarlett herself had fallen asleep against her bag. Most probably sleep but what they don't realize is it may be the last restful sleep of their lives. As the sun rises on the new day the kids can see a concrete building with fencing all around it almost like a prison. The bus slowly enters through a gate and Scarlett is very nervous almost sick to her stomach. Soon as the bus stops two men get on and start yelling. "EVERYONE UP!! UP!!!! INSIDE NOW NOW!!!!"
 
Adrasteia
Location: Unknown
The stop in such an ugly and desolate place after some sleep, to say Adraseia woke up pissed was an understatement. Now with two men yelling the girl just stood up, walking to the front to confront them with her bag of clothes behind her. "What? Just because I don't have parents you think you can push me around? Where the fuck are we? I got rights!"
 
Xander was creeped out by the building, it looked like it had been in disrepair for years.
"Of all places, this is where we end up?!" He said angrily. Xander sighed, but what did he expect? A mansion? Certainly not. A normal-sized house? No, not really. But he also didn't expect a building like this.​
 
He was so tired that he fell asleep on the bus and was sound asleep until he was woken to the sound of a man's voice telling them to wake up and go inside. He is kind if pushed off the bus by the other kids and pushed to the front of the bus where he walks down the steps and onto the road. As soon as he got off he realized yes he dose get car sick. He tries to run around to the back of the bus before anyone noticed and spewed his guts onto the concrete. He stays there for a second trying to clean himself up and prepare himself for the house. He waits a few moments before joining everyone at the front of the bus again.
 
The bus jolted to a sudden stop, causing Merik to crash right into the seat in front of him. Looking up, he realized that they were in a rather desolate area, away from the main towns and highways. The male quickly apologized to the teen sitting in front of him, getting up to look around. A few gruff men at the the front gestured for the kids to get out. The teen let out an annoyed sigh as he saw some of his peers shouting at the men and reluctantly exited the rickety contraption of a bus, glaring at the men; “Just a couple more years and I’ll be free..” The male mumbled to himself as he grabbed his torn-up bag.
 
Scarlett woke with quite a start her heart racing a mile a minute as she grabbed her back and stood up straight. Soon the men walk the teenagers into the practically prison and it's even worse on the inside. It's stone and leaky and cold the men lead each of them to their 'rooms' they just being practically jail cells with bars. It looks just terrible and everyone is soon locked in and left. "Guys what's going on?! Can anyone see anything!?"
 

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