Into the maze||Mazerunner RP||Open!

[king.]

Thomas
I'll help get her out, then I gotta go to the Map Room, I don't want Minho to wait.. I say, helping Lily out of the box. I hopped up after her, helping Newt out. I look over and see Minho. Uhh, hi, Minho.. I stutter.

Lily
Thank you.. I mutter to them as I see a huge crowd above the box as they called it.

Jackson
Jackson. I say and shake her hand.

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Newt || I look at the greenie. "We'll do the tour tomorrow. Stick with me, we'll find someone to sort you out until then." I make my way over to the map room, hoping to find someone in there to show Lily around. I glanced over my shoulder to check she was following me, and was once again reminded of her beauty. Shuck it, there's no time for that, we just need a way out.

Imogen || I smile, then bite my lip. Is happiness allowed in the glade? I don't know. "Imogen." I take his hand, and shake it gingerly.

[king.]

Lily
I nod. I still had a lot of questions. He had a very thick accent, what was it?? I thought to myself. Where are we going? I asked.

[The Aristocrat]

Samson walked out of the map room and sat in the forest, making up and singing songs. Sometimes he liked being alone, not talking to anyone, just talking to himself. There wasn't much to think about considering his lack of memory. He wondered why they were there and why anyone would do this to them. "WICKED is good..." He mumbled.

[king.]

Samson walked out of the map room and sat in the forest, making up and singing songs. Sometimes he liked being alone, not talking to anyone, just talking to himself. There wasn't much to think about considering his lack of memory. He wondered why they were there and why anyone would do this to them. "WICKED is good..." He mumbled.

(I have one of my guys open..)

[The Aristocrat]

Samson walked out of the map room and sat in the forest, making up and singing songs. Sometimes he liked being alone, not talking to anyone, just talking to himself. There wasn't much to think about considering his lack of memory. He wondered why they were there and why anyone would do this to them. "WICKED is good..." He mumbled.

(I have one of my guys open..)

(He could walk into the forest and find Samson? Or Samson finds him? Whatever you prefer)

[king.]

(Okay ^-^)

Jackson
I walked into the forest, seeing a guy there, I averted my eyes and kept walking.

[The Aristocrat]

Samson noticed someone in the forest. "Hey, you over-" Was all he managed to say before he fell off a branch and on to the ground. "Ach, those bloody trees." He waved at the person while he lay on the ground.

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Jackson
"What the heck?" I say, looking over at the person who just fell. I walked over and helped him up. "Are you okay? You were bloody high.."

[The Aristocrat]

"Aye, I bloody was. Thanks for helping 'is*." He got up and scracthed his head. "My head, man. I must've whacked on one o' they** trees. Whit's¤ your name?"

*Scottish slang: Us or, usually, me
**Them
¤What's
(I'm going to include these quite a bit because yay for Scottish slang)