The Unstoppable Six

[Enbizaka]

"That's the same thing we are all trying to work out ourselfs," Carter sighed, scratching his head and looking at the color-changing walls.

[DarkPanther]

"Oh," Selene breathed curiously glancing at the wall opposite to the one she was leaning against. Sighing she closed her eyes, she was starting to get tired again.

[omgitsicey]

Misty went into a different room, it looked like an old bedroom. It had a pefectly made queen sized bed with six different colored pillows. Six. There was a black pillow, a red pillow, a blue pillow, a yellow pillow, a white pillow, and a green pillow. But what was strange was that each was handmade and had a strange marking on each one. They were all different but yet they looked so important. Like the other rooms, there was no dust or cobwebs, and the room was also changing colors except for the pillows. They remained untouched and sat, staring at the intruder. She stepped closer, she liked the black pillow the most.

[Enbizaka]

(( Oh, what are we doing now? I know I've been on here all day, but I'm clueless slightly. xD ))

[beekind]

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[Enbizaka]

(( Waht are we doing now? ))

[beekind]

((IDK))

[omgitsicey]

(We're not doing much, just mostly looking around and eating. Also trying to straighten this big mess out, especially why there are pictures of them on the walls and why the walls are changing colors. )

[.:Hidden-Twilight:.]

Adem sighed and moved away form the living room. He walked until he was back near his room. He could tell it was his by the smell of dirt that wafted out of the room. When he opened the door his bird jumped in and hopped onto a small sling that shoot her up onto a roof top perch. "Some one must of know I would have you," He laughed and sat down on the bed. From his jacket he pulled the picture and his sketch book. "Why do you think we're here right now and in these pictures?" He asked the bird, feeling stupid right after. To get rid of that horrible feeling he started to draw line after line. Some took shape into eyes others in feet some into clothing even some into hair. This feeling of pencil on paper brought him to his senses and he felt more like he was home then in some strange place.

[omgitsicey]

Misty touched the pillow and it shocked her. She stepped back and exited the pretty bedroom. When she went further down the hall, she saw a few rooms each with a different colored door. She opened the gray and black door and looked inside. It had to have been hers, atleast it looked like it did. The room was simple and elagant but had a certain taste that she liked. There wasn't anything that caught her eyes, just a few small dresses and tops in the closet. A few figurines of the counter and a mirror that remained untouched. She looked into it, she moved a hair and then nodded. Nothing in here told her much. Just that she had simple tastes.