Sing me a Song [Semi-Lit Human Roleplay]

[Red weasel]

Allison got out from between the rocks. She tested everything she could touch. Her mind was empty as she mindlessly moved around. She hummed a tune, an unknown tune, like something lost now found. She slipped her fragile body falling hard, her arms and legs were cut in many places. The corner of her forehead was bruised. She whimpered, a tear slid from her eye.

Nick walked around his eyes scanning the area. He sighed bored and uninterested. He Found a less crowded area, trying to find any means of happiness in a persons thoughts. He fail at this and found it sad, people should be happier just because you alive, at least you've got that.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[Yes, please, but you can be nearby ^^]

By the time Indigo went outside, her brother was already halfway finished with his chores. She grinned crookedly, then went to slop the hogs. Some of the rotted scraps flecked onto her breeches and she grimaced at the smell, flicking them away as quickly as possible. The hogs squealed and she scrambled out of their way to let them eat. Crossing back across the yard she listened to Jeremy's Music and that of the chickens, not that the stupid little birds ever Sang anything interesting. Mostly it was just, Food, food, peck peck food, food, food, peck peck food. Simple melodies for simple creatures. She milked their two dairy cows and petted the two spotted calves that leaned against their mothers, then left the barn with the two metal pails in her hands.

[Avareth]

[Okee dokee!]

She found a comfy little nest of trees to sit back in, and pushed her gown away from her. It was cold and rainy, but it was her favourite weather. It was sad in a cleansing, beautiful way. When the rain...falls. It's like heaven's crying, and the names, are...the difference that there is.She adored singing, but she preferred to do it willingly, of course. But when she was alone and not in front of a crowd, she actually enjoyed the way her thoughts could translate to song so easily. She lived to write. As the sweet sound of rain and thunder sounded, her sister Holly pushed her way through a willow's billowy strands. Anala the quiet, Nala the small, she'll start a riot, if ever she'll fall. "What are you doing out here, Holly?" Anala asked, trying to keep her tone sweet. Sister inquires why I do stand, here in a forest, Anala's grand land? Our mother is ill and wishes a word, go to her now, her thoughts go unheard. Anala sighed and stood. Her music became worrisome and upset. Ill, is my mother?Is it quite severe, can it's medicine smother? Or is it so bad that she cannot get up, worry I do, find the medicine cup. Holly was the sister closest to Anala's age, of course, and did quite a lot with her. She understood Anala better than anyone in the world. Of course, when she wasn't being...difficult.

[Anala's 'when the rain falls' song isn't written by me...unfortunately, I don't know who it is written by!]

[Avareth]

[bump...Ps, I changed my username from Pellimore]

[Red weasel]

Allison climbed up a tree.Left right, left, right her thought continued till she reached the top of the tree. She brushed the truck of the tree, leaning against it as if it would give her protection from the world. She listened for any sight of anyone coming, she hated to be disturbed, to be the one disturbing someone else.


Nick made his way to a quiet area. Or what should have be quiet if ever animal around him weren't thinking. He had often tried to stop his thought in hope that'd he have nothing to hear but it never did work out quite right. He listened to the song of the birds, in the most peacful stat he'd ever been in.

[Avareth]

bump!

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[Sorry ^^" Replying now~]

As Indigo made her way back to the house with the milk, she could hear her mother's cooking Song and wondered if she and Jeremy would be able to make it out to the forest to explore. She hoped they'd be able to. "Mother!" she called, entering the house and putting the milk on the drainboard, "Can we go out to the forest before breakfast?" "As long as you're back before the food gets cold, or you'll get nothing to eat until lunch!" her mother replied. Grinning, Indigo sprinted from the house and towards the forest, slapping her brother on the shoulder as she passed him. Tag! cried her music. Tagged, tagged, follow me, here I go, towards the trees!

[Avareth]

Anala sat with her mother for a few minutes, after giving her some herbal tea.Mother, are you quite alright, promise that its true, is it poison from a spider bite, tell me what I can do? Her mother sighed. Daughter worries, she should not, for a slimy cold I've merely caught. It shall pass and so will you, go back now to the things you do. So Anala kissed her mother's forehead and went into her room to grab her favorite pouch, and in the kitchen she filled it with a water skin and a plum, and back in the bedroom she found a paper and pen for writing. She took her pouch outside and made her way back to the old tree branches she'd been curled up in. She let her thoughts swirl around her, mixing in with the forest animals thoughts. Life is dull and untragic and dreary, nothing happens, it makes me quite weary. Can't I assume for the moment, that I shouldn't feel torment? But I do so despite, is it too wrong to think that this life isn't right? Because nothing seemed to ever happen here. She was bored out of her mind.

[Avareth]

bump...

[Avareth]

bumpgain?