by Wildmagic_warrior » Mon Feb 07, 2011 9:52 am
[Everybody is still in the dome, talking to one another or just sitting around. I need to wait for one more person, Gwenditt, who's joining soon, before I can do anything important.]
Arita tugged at the band around her wrist, snarling quietly to herself. It made her sadistically happy that they had labeled her 'extremely dangerous', but the band had to come off. The metal and white looked awful against her dark skin, and it was too pretty. The white hospital gown was too pretty. She wanted her ripped black jeans and her vintage Journey t-shirt. The band would break, or bend, or unsnap. She pulled and tugged and gnawed at it with her teeth, but after a while the skin underneath became chafed and started to bleed. The girl cursed loudly and slammed her fist against the wall of the dome, enraged to the point of seriously wanting to kill somebody.
I'm Wildmagic_warrior,
but you can call me Wild.
Pronouns: he / him



I have a bachelor's degree in Russian Studies. I also love stage management and theater tech! English is my first language, but I also speak Russian and sign ASL.