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Evangeline S. Honeysett

Angel of silence

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a character in “Bound At The Wrists”, originally authored by TaniaSoulEater, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Name: Evangeline Symphony Honeysett (Nicknamed Angel)

Gender: Female

Age (16-19): 16

Height: 5 feet 6 inches

Weight: 33 kg

Type (Human or Demonic Human): Human

If Demonic Human, good or evil: N/A

Hair (Length, Color, Curly of straight): Her hair is golden and hangs straight halfway down her back. She hates to be called blonde.

Eyes: She has big grey eyes that sparkle with life.

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Personality: Evangeline is very introverted. She is withdrawn from anything other than her own world. You see, she has Asperger's Syndrome. Although this is classified as a type of autism, it is not like normal autism. Evangeline is extremely intelligent, with an IQ of 150. Even so, she lives in her own little world, not really taking notice of anything much. She's very quiet, and is intensely obsessed with music, anime, and manga. Once in a while, she'll totally space out, and sometimes even faints. This is her way of letting stress out, so if she's been through anything hard lately, more fainting bouts will occur.
Even so, she lives up to her nickname. She's very kind and friendly to others that she cares for, and would do anything for them.

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Equipment:

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So begins...

Evangeline S. Honeysett's Story

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Evangeline opened her eyes slowly, only aware of the fact that it hurt. And oh, did it hurt. Pain rushed through her body, a symphony that sang within her veins. She could feel something cutting into her wrists, and her ankles as well. Looking around, she saw nothing, only heard a dripping sound. Drip, drip, drip...

It was driving her crazy. Somewhere else, someone screamed. Evangeline jerked away, afraid of what she might find in the darkness. "Somebody, help, please, anybody!" she gasped. Twisting and wriggling around, she finally found that the dripping sound came from her. A thick substance fell from her eyes, which was probably blood. Some fell into her mouth, and she tasted the familiar salty tang.

When her eyes got used to the dark, she saw a figure across from her. "Who - who are you?" she asked, not daring to believe that there were others in the same position as her.

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"Somebody, help, please, anybody!" he heard someone across from him say. He was suddenly awake. What was happening? Who is there? What...? he began to panic slowly, where am I? He remembered that there was a girl, the same one, covered in blood, across from him, and he remembered he didn't know where he was. He looked back towards her slowly, careful that no movement in the head would hurt him.

"Who - who are you?" she asked him. He was suddenly asking the same thing to himself. Who was he? Mello didn't remember a thing. He tried to talk, his voice was raspy, but he still managed to speak. He closed his eyes and tried to remember his name. Who am I, who am I? A flash of memory came to him,
"Mello Khe-el, right?" the teacher said. Little five year old Mello, still in kindergarten raised his hand, calling "Here! Mrs. Skye, it's like Kheel,"
"Okay Mello, I'll keep that in mind next time," and the teacher smiled at Mello with care.

"People... introduce themselves... before asking... for a... name..." Mello rasped with difficulty, happy that he remembered his name, that, was one of his favorite phrases. He almost laughed in spite of everything happening, he remembered what he liked. The figure across from him was obviously a girl, her long, shiny, hair gave it away.

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Character Portrait: Blythe Jenkins Character Portrait: Valerie Collum Character Portrait: Mello Kheel Character Portrait: Evangeline S. Honeysett
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Blythe heard them awake, heard their screaming "ah they are awake, great...now we gotta shut them up" she said to the others. She got up from where she was sitting, she was tiny only being 4'10 and 105lbs, she was graceless as she walked but people never tried to mess with her because she was ruthless. She pulled the door open accidentally tearing it off the hinges, "shit I didn't mean to do that" she then went into the room where the humans were, ugh humans she really despised their race, and looked to see the blood and she smiled. "oh good you are awake...but you need to keep your mouths shut, if you don't ill do it for you". She then went around each one to make sure their still secured by the ropes and chains, knowing if they will try anything towards her she will just cause them more pain.

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Character Portrait: Valerie Collum Character Portrait: Mello Kheel Character Portrait: Evangeline S. Honeysett Character Portrait: Aidan Monrey Character Portrait: Blythe
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Aidan grumbled softly upon hearing Blythe open the door fairly hard, the result ending with what seemed like the sound of a door falling. 'She never listens' he thought while standing up and brushing off invisible dirt on him. He lifted his left hand and combed though his chocolate color locks all the while walking towards where the captives were. The halls were dimly lit and the lights were spread apart a good distance, to the point of where there would be a dark gap of no light and then light once again. At that moment he heard the other demon give a command in a fairly harsh voice. "Oh good you are awake...but you need to keep your mouths shut, if you don't I'll do it for you". Now he had rounded the corner and saw the broken door at which the young female before had broken earlier today.

Some of the victims were awake and trembling with fear. A boy with coal black hair was crying from the pain he was feeling right now. A girl with sun colored air was wincing in pain while trying to fight back tears. Some other girl he didn't notice before hung her head down as if she were unconscious. 'probably couldn't handle the pain' At that thought he walked up to Blythe, making sure to go into her personal bubble. Oh how fun irritating someone was.

"So, what you gonna do now? Make them suffer then they already are? Torture them until they bleed to death? I would ever so like to hear what!" Aidan said in a mocking tone. He wanted to know for the fun of it. Not to actually enjoy himself while others are in pain. Although right now he was feeling fairly lazy and decided to sit on a box b the door. He put his left foot on top of his right knee while holding his head up with his palm.

'Maybe I'll save them later. Keyword; later'

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Pain. It was the first thing she felt as she awoke. She could feel every muscle, every fiber in her, screamed out in pain. Even her eyes ached beyond measure. She could see hints of red even though she hadn't even tried to open her eyes yet. As she did attempt to look out of one though, she felt as though it was weighed down. She tried to raise her arm to open it that way but she let out a loud gasp when she felt te sharp sensation go all throughout her arm. "Ouch." She mumbled. After minutes of just sitting trying to get her eyes open, she could finally make them into tiny slits to see the things around her. The sight that she saw was not a pleasant one.

There were people, strewn all around her. Some were crying, others were on the verge of screaming. Some were already screaming. She couldn't really see much though because there were red blotches running over her eyes. Considering the pain in her forehead, those red blotches were blood. She had heard something about foreheads before hadn't she? She couldn't remember. Oh god she couldn't remember anything. What was her name again? How does somebody forget their own name? She tried to supress the fear she felt rising in her, and struggled to keep her breathing steady.

It was about that time that she saw people standing in the room. They weren't injured, and obviously weren't helping. She tried to speak but felt her mouth was full with something. She swallowed and felt the salty taste of her own blood. It must have gotten there while she was sleeping when her forehead dripped. She opened her eyes fully but felt a stinging pain in her left. Black eye maybe? Even her hair was matted and stained with her own blood, as well as the floor. When she managed to move her arms a little, she tried to push herself up to a position that didn't make all of the cuts and bruises feel worse than she should. She managed to prop her back against the wall, but that only introduced her to new pains laced along her back. She tried not to close her eyes again from the pain because she was scared she would not be able to open them again. Instead she let out a soft moan, which in the place she was in sounded like somebody yelling into a microphone. It was so quiet.

Taking her focuse back to the two standing in the room she tried to speak. The first time nothing came out, and she felt the dryness in her throat. But the second time she tried to speak louder and she managed to speak clearly. "What the hell is going on?" Even though she only spoke a few words she could feel the dry bitterness in her mouth increase. She was so thirsty even blood looked good, even though she knew it wouldn't help in the slightest.

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Loud yells broke out in the distance. Valerie was again locked in her subconscious. She hesitated before moving away from the light, her right leg seemed to be complaining. Not knowing why, she pulled it along behind her as she made her way. Once regaining control of her mind, he realized why her leg wouldn't cooperate.

She opened her eyes fully, a mistake. Light flooded in, making her temporarily dizzy. Once the patches of light cleared from her vision, she was aware of the devastation before her. Her right leg looked broken, and blood spilled slowly from an open wound. Her head ached, but not as much as it had earlier. Realizing her hands were still bound together, she stopped resisting. It was no use.

She noticed others around the room. Several were tied around the room like her caked in blood and dirt. A couple stood or sat, not restrained by the thick ropes. Envy and confusion chased each other through Valerie's mind. Why did they not help them? She cleared her throat and said in a shaky voice, "Help. . . please."

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Evangeline breathed a small sigh of relief at the boy's answer. She started to reply, but was cut off by a loud sound. Light streamed into the room, straight into Evangeline's eyes. She blinked and turned her head away. Others in the room started to speak, but the two that had come in were fierce, and Evangeline was scared. "Please, Lord, protect us from evil," she breathed quietly to herself.

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Valerie watched as Aidan pulled her arms from Blythe's death grip. She flexed her wrists, glad to be free from both the ropes and Blythe's grasp. Blood still trickled from open wounds, but she didn't care. The pain had lessened, for sure, but hadn't gone away. She felt Aidan push her behind him, then heard him speak to Blythe.

Blythe was angry, very angry. Valerie was grateful that she hadn't taken her anger out on her. That wouldn't have been good. She listened to the sickening crunch of bones shattering as Blythe struck the wall with her hand. She didn't show any signs of pain, remarkably, but began to cry. Valerie was concerned of the girl's tears, but was more happy that they didn't have thought to retie her. Still, Valerie tucked her arms behind her back, so Aidan and Blythe didn't know she was untied, but the other captives did. Maybe they could all escape together.

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Evangeline cried out loud as the girl - Evangeline just couldn't think of her as having a name, she wa too inhuman - punched the wall. Quickly, she stifled her shriek and bit her lip. Would the girl come after next? Evangeline hoped not.

"Please, Lord, help us out, keep us safe," she prayed silently.

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He smiled even though Bly was glaring at him for the simple reason he thought he finally got to her. "and one other thing...you have to help me with my hand before we do anything..I hate when I get that angry, but it comes with being demonic huh?" Aidan nodded and left the room for a second, he then went to grab some water to clean the crimson blood on her hand. In the room he noticed there were no bandages left inside the box. 'Darn.' In a flash he was by her side and bending down to get to her level pouring the water on her hand. The blood dripped down onto the concrete floor making it a pretty red color. Aidan then ripped the bottom half of his shirt about one and a half inch and then wrapped the brown colored strip of material on her hand. "Better?" He asked and then stood up to his full height again. "We didn't have any bandages left because of a certain someone.."

His sensitive ears then picked up an almost silent plead. "Please, Lord, help us out, keep us safe," He raised an eyebrow at that and responded. "Well we might not be the lord but we sure can help." The brunette guy then ran his hand though his his hair. "But before that, you might want to get out first." In a second he had his head tilted and a smile on his face. 'But I'm not exactly sure if she can get out..'

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Valerie watched as Blythe and Aidan argued, somewhat amused by their chatter. She listened quietly to the conversation, but caught the word 'demonic'. They were demons. No wonder they had such remarkable strength and speed, but. . . they couldn't be. Demons didn't exist. . . right? She was just ready to shake the thought from her mind that she realized that they were probably telling the truth. What right did she have in remembering what was real and what wasn't. The world was destroyed for all she knew.

She was sorting through her thoughts when a blonde girl adjacent to her spoke softly, praying to the Lord. She managed a dry laugh when Aidan came back with a smart retort. Now was not the time for that. She heard Blythe speak of escaping but only if they could get themselves out. Valerie pulled her hands in front of her and wiggled her fingers. "Okay, Blythe. I got myself out, but what if I can't get myself up?" She motioned to her blood stained and mangled leg.

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Evangeline listened as Blythe offered to help. "But... How am I supposed to get out? They're too tight..." She squirmed and wriggled about, trying to loosen the ropes. Finally, she felt the pressure on her left wrist loosen a little. Pulling hard, she managed to get her wrist out of its binds. Her spirits lifted, she started pulling at the other ropes with her hand.

Looking around, she realized another girl had already gotten free. "I've got to get out!" she told herself.

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Meanwhile, Evangeline had been tugging unsuccessfully at the ropes binding her wrist. In frustration, she struck the stone with a loud, yet somehow satisfying, thunk. "This isn't working," she mumbled to herself. Suddenly, she caught sight of her hand. Her nails were caked in dirt, yet they looked helpful.

With renewed vigour, she started picking at the ropes with her nails. But a few minutes later, she just had to admit defeat. Her nails ached terribly, and blood had been added to the list of gunk coating her hands. "If this goes on, I'm going to break the whole nail off. All in all, not one of my best decisions, huh?" she muttered under her breath.

Looking around for inspiration, Evangeline spotted a small, sharp stone lying near her knee. With great difficulty, she leaned down and picked it up. Quickly, she sawed through the rest of her ropes.

Finally, she sat up. "There," she announced. "Now will you help me get out of this godforsaken place?"

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Jasper


'He smiled in a crooked way that one might mistake it for a smirk of pure evil. Crimson stained his hands and was dripping on the wooden floor. He had finally done it. His black eyes looked around the room inspecting the small living space. Walls that were once a cream color was now dented from the fight and dripping red all over. He walked over the dead body of a young girl with brunette hair and lifeless blue eyes. He scoffed at her lying form and then went over towards another women but with much older features. Crows feet were 'adoring' her brown eyes, and her black hair looked like it had a mind of its own. The last body on the honey floor was his father. A lean looking man with a nice head of coffee colored hair and what could be stunning black eyes had a look of sadness etched on his face. "Three reported dead. A women at the age of thirty four, a young girl age of 14, and last but not least a man at thirty five." Jasper said out loud at what the police would say in the case. "Death is caused by strangling and by knife. Culprit, unknown." At the last two words he chuckled but it soon grew into a full pledged sinister laugh.'

A guy at the age of seventeen woke up with sweat on his face and heaving breathing. "Dammit.." He muttered under his breath and hit the brick wall next to him. "I thought I had got over that last time." After a few minutes he calmed himself down and then stood up from the black leather couch. He cracked his back and then neck in hopes of making the ache go away. Once fully stretched he walked out of the room and started towards the room where the victims where. In all honesty Jasper didn't capture them for a reason, he just wanted to play with something when he was bored. And humans where the next best thing. Jasper was right at the metal door that was still there when he heard something. "....Now will you help me get out of this godforsaken place?" He scoffed at that but then heard the sound of ropes untying, most likely someone had gotten out. Jasper then sensed the presence of two other demons. By the looks of it, the other two he sensed were Blythe and Aidan. Blythe he was okay with, because she didn't like humans and rather torture then save them. But Aidan, Oh he was a completely different story. His heart was weak and actually liked humans. In fact, Jasper doesn't know why he didn't just kill him already. But instead of rushing in there and causing a huge fight, he went over towards the power surge and black everything out. Since they were in a ware house where most likely no one will ever find, the place had no windows whatsoever. Everything was pitch black and even if you do have your eye get adjusted to the dark, you could only see what's right in front of you. He went back towards the room he was just in, and went to look for some help.