тнє ωιтcнєѕ cυяѕє.

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This is a 1x1 role play between myself and abandoned.
Do not post unless you're either of us, which I'm sure you're not, or I will report your post as spam.
Thanks for abiding by this one simple rule. Enjoy your role playing experience.

[abandoned.]

{What's That?}{A Little Flirtation}{Save Me}

{My Little Spy}{My Beautiful Companion}

{Want This?}{Hello, Camera}{You Know You Love Me}{What Just Happened?}

{This Gentle Beast Belongs To Me}

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{ The Bond We Shared. } { Don't Stare At The Muscles. } { Trying To Be Cool. }

{ Angus My Boy. }

« мαℓє ▪ ηιηєтєєη yєαяѕ ▪ тнє "ιη∂ινι∂υαℓιѕтιc" σηє »

{ Love Is Hell. } { Are You Serious. } { See The Future Through My Eyes. }

{ Serpent Of Lore. } { Razor Sharp Mind. }

« ƒємαℓє ▪ ѕєνєηтєєη yєαяѕ ▪ тнє "ωιℓ∂" σηє »

{ The Morning Breeze. } { Stay Out Of My Room. } { Two Different Worlds.}

« ƒємαℓє ▪ тєη yєαяѕ ▪ тнє "ѕωєєт нєαят" cнιℓ∂ »

[abandoned.]

[[ doooone. ]]

[avarice.]

{ Lol yay!!
/huggles you but runs off to elias soon after }
{ Okay I'll post shortly c: have to just get me something to eat and then finish art hw. }}

[abandoned.]

(( lol damn you love him. and okay ^^ CREATING UTOPIAS ARE HARD >_> halp))

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ƒємαℓє ▪ тєη yєαяѕ ▪ ѕιвℓιηg тσ cσηησя ▪ тнє "ѕωєєт нєαят" cнιℓ∂

The warmth of the early morning sun heated the once cold autumn earth, giving the slight feel that today may be one of warmth and comfort. Most autumn morning in this village started off this way and would begin to grow cold soon after but perhaps today was different. Maybe for once things would be normal instead of chaotic and disastrous. This may have been too big of a hope but considering the many things that have been happening lately, the people of the village were starting to think that there was no single glimpse of hope or that they would have a simple life once more. This was falling on not just the adults of the village, but also the children. Well all but one of them of course and this one child had a little more hope than most would expect a ten year old to have. Why you wonder? Well it's just in her personality.

Jessie was sound asleep in her room until the sound of a rooster crowing entered her ears to signal the break of day had arrived. A little bit of reluctance overcame the young girl but soon enough she kicked the covers, that once kept her body warm, off and shivered from the sudden temperature change. It had begun to get much more cold in the night hours as the days passed and without any form of heat production but a wool or thick fabric blanket designed to trap in your body heat. She rubbed her eyes and yawned before hopping out of bed and getting ready for the day. Sometimes she wish she could sleep in like her brother often did but Jessie had a schedule that she did daily. On that list was one activity that she enjoyed the most and it was to visit a specific person in the village. Once sure she had everything that would be needed, the young girl exited her room and out the small wooden house towards the wild pasture that housed many of the village horses, allowing them free roaming space and not a single barrier to contain them. It was more like something you'd see in the wild where mustangs would roam free and have no care in the world about humans but this was just a little different. How? Well unlike wild mustangs, these horses were tamed and understood their owners voices, tones, appearance, and scent. It didn't take long for her to spot her brother's horse and she called out to the stallion for him to approach her. Every morning was the same routine and it never seemed to bother her very much.

Seeing the shire horse come trotting through the herd, Jessie extended out her hand to pet the bridge of his nose once the stallion had come close enough. This particular horse stood out to her the most from how many hands he was and the fact of him being the only black furred horse with a white blaze, plus feathering that ran from his cannon down to his hooves. It was mostly her job to interact with Angus in the morning then Connor would take over, since she was still much to small to try and ride him around without some source of help. Once done with her morning socialization, Jessie headed off into the center village and towards another wooden home. She fearlessly approached the door and knocked on it lightly before taking a step back and linking her fingers to get as her arms hung down before her. She awaited an answer or perhaps a visual invitation in to the home before even thinking to call out the residents name.

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[abandoned.]

Anna Nicole Anderson

[[ okay, since I'm supposed to be...critiquing? I hate that word. ene Not entirely but it just gives a negative connotation in my mind I'll send that through a PM soon .-. ...I completely forgot who my male character was 'til I checked and I went: well of course she adores him and even threatened me in some way to ensure I never discard him ( I don't even do that .-. unlike someone I know >_> y'know, if you'd quit that, I'd have a favorite too.) ]]

Anna lay, snuggled up under the many blankets that covered her body. Of course a few of the layers had been kicked off while she slept, but there was still a few layers left, keeping her nice and warm. Eventually though, she'd have to wake up and prepare for her early morning visitor's arrival. With the thought presenting itself into her sleep-muddled mind, the red-head groaned as her eyes opened halfway, seeing a soft, gentle light streaming in from her window and into her small house. Reluctantly, she slipped out of bed and started preparing herself for the day to come.

Don't get her wrong though. Anna absolutely adored Jessie and enjoyed the little girl's company. She was one of the few—okay, maybe the only one—that she trusted and talked to on a daily basis. The men? She was too afraid of them. Terrified, to be exact. Women? She was a bit more comfortable, but she was still awkward and still had a hard time with trusting them. Kids, however, were a different story.

Hearing a knock, Anna looked at the door, calling for Jessie to come in. “Come on in, Jessie.”

[[ modern day small village or old day? Anna sounds like a pedophile .-. do they know she's a witch? Maybe Amanda and Anna should've been separated at birth? Didn't know what to do with Elias. Sorreh. ]]

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