Into the Maze (A TMR RP,Open)

[miko.]

Username: lizabethany
Name of Character: Lime
Age: 15
Girl or boy: Girl
Picture or description of character: Here (blue eyes)
Speciality: Gardening skills (singing too)
Weapon of choice: A handy pocketknife
Fear: Shadowy darkness
Background: Lime prefers to be alone, the one memory she can recall besides name and age is songs she sang, she loves singing.
Personality: Lime is sweet, but she doesn't talk, like, at all. She'll say a few words, but the only time you can really hear her is when she sings.
Why you joined?: Because Maze Runner is lyfe
Anything Else?: Umm...hi? Expect a bit of rudeness when she first comes out of the box..basically that's it. Yes, her name is a shade of green xD

Accepted

[Elywin]

Ely gasped as strange boy spoke. "We're... fine... Keep running! I've... got Newt." She hardly got the words out. She'd had to support Newt once more as well as favor her newly injured leg. Even as she reassured strange boy, she had her doubts. Could she and Newt make it? They were almost to the glade, but how long would the... Griever... pursue them?
Then she heard Newt say to go on. She was tempted to, but shuck it. Even if Newt were experienced, she wasn't leaving him behind. They were in the final stretch to the glade, but the griever was right behind them. Pulling Newt's arm tensely, she shoved him ahead. "Go!" she screeched. "Go!" With that, she turned mid-step and pulled out her machete. She then began backing up at full speed, half running and half looking behind her. If the griever were to attack anybody, it'd be her.

[theatre.eliza]

Lime opened her eyes to see a dark, square room. She felt herself moving upwards, then it stopped. Sitting down in the corner, she began humming a tune, waiting to see if anyone was there. All she could remember was her name, that she was 15 and a bunch of songs. She could sing well. That's all she knew, and she was scared.

[~hope Mikaelson~]

Lucile
I nodded at Thomas and said"name is Lucile Susanna Jones."why would I know my full name.I held smiled and said"what is this place?"

[miko.]

Newt felt like face-palming himself
"WHAT THE SHUCK ARE YOU DOING?" He yelled at Ely
He shoved her and pushed her towards the other side as he ducked to avoid getting hit by the griever
He sprinted to the other side and picked her hand up
He sprinted towards Austin and they ran towards the door which was in sight
He shoved both of them outside and faced the griever
He can't let that thing in the Glade
He won't let it


Thomas shrugged "Im not sure"
He heard the box again
"Another one?" He said in disbelief

[theatre.eliza]

Lime heard muffled voices outside and stood up, leaning against the wall and trying to hear the voice. The Box? Another one? What was this person talking about, this happened often? Magical boxes bringing people places?

[miko.]

Thomas opened the lids of the box
Peering in he said
"Hello?"

[Elywin]

"No! Let me DOWN! I can't... let you... do this!!!" She hurled herself in front of Newt, slashing the griever with her machete before leaping away, stumbling due to her injured leg but regaining her balance. An icky yellow goo spurted from the griever, coating her machete. It howled and came back to attack. Ely backed up rapidly and saw Newt right next to her, ready to fight.

(Bonus points if you know where the 'I can't let you do this' thing came from. xD)

[theatre.eliza]

Lime looked up as light poured in and saw a guy. She simply stared, a questioning look on her face. The area above her looked like another box type area, a square of walls. She crossed her arms as she stared at him.

[jörmungandr.]

Austin frowned as he watched them. He was lucky that his body wasn't betraying him at this moment. As he listened to them he frowned slightly, it was like both of them just wanted to sign their death warrant. "As much as I don't like you two I can't just leave you two here with that thing. I would be named to worse person in the world if I left two cripples to die," he said with a small smirk at the end, "Now keep running before a pick one of you up," he growled, stumbling slightly as Newt shoved them out then faced the griever. He looked around the camp in a panic, "Hey!" He yelled out, waving his arms to get the other Gladers attention. He turned back to Newt and the Greiver. What in the heck was that thing? Austin glanced around, not finding a weapon. But he had a plan. Distract the Greiver. Austin grabbed a couple of rocks and ran past Newt. He threw the rocks at the Greiver before slipping past it, just barely avoiding getting hit.