Introduction
Based on ‘The Chemical Garden Trilogy’ by Lauren Destefano.
In the not too distant future, all that remains of the world is the United States - all other countries lie underwater: long forgotten by most of the modern civilization. A botched effort to create a perfect race has left all males with a lifespan of 25 years, and females with a lifespan of 20 years. Geneticists are seeking a miracle antidote to restore the human race, desperate orphans crowd the population, crime and poverty have skyrocketed, and young girls are being kidnapped and sold to wealthy Governors as polygamous brides to bear more children, and those who aren’t sold are either executed on the spot or sent to become prostitutes in the ‘Scarlet Districts’.
The mansions the girls who are chosen are sent to are large, grand places with multiple floors and vast amounts of land surrounding them. The wives, depending on their Governor and the way they behave, are generally restricted to one floor which holds their bedrooms - with a walk-in closet and an adjoining bathroom each - a living area and a library. The only way down from the ‘Wives Floor’ is an elevator, which is only accessible by servants and the owners of the house who hold a key card. The windows in the wives’ bedrooms do not open, unless the house Governor decides to award his First Wife (the wives that are taken to public events, gain more attention and are treated as the ‘more important’ wives) with the privilege of a window which opens no more than a few centimetres.
These mansions usually contain more than one garden, and they can come in a wide variety - from rose gardens to orange groves to mini-golf courses to gardens containing trampolines and swimming pools - which, along with many other areas of the rich’s lifestyle, contain many illusions. The swimming pool can project holograms which can depict anything from sand and rocks at the bottom of the pool to masses of sea plant life, and from schools of tropical fish to the ocean’s most dangerous predators.
Each wife has her own ‘Domestic’ - children who are bought by the Housemasters (usually the Governor‘s fathers - which are first generations: people who were alive before the genetic flaws who can live to a ripe old age) to pamper the wives, design their clothes, help them to dress and apply their makeup.
House One:
GOVERNOR 1
Name: Decker Delaney
Age: 21
Role: The kind Governor, with no knowledge that his new wives are victims of kidnapping.
FC: Alex Pettyfer
TAKEN
BRIDE 1
Name: Raven Addams
Age: 17
Role: The quiet, innocent bride.
FC: Avril Lavigne
TAKEN
BRIDE 2
Name: Lacey Evans
Age: 14
Role: The excited, willing bride.
FC: Stefanie Scott
TAKEN
BRIDE 3
Name: Valentina Black
Age: 17
Role: The cold, reluctant bride.
FC: Odette Yustman
TAKEN
House Two
GOVERNOR 2
Name: Alex Strenson
Age: 21
Role: The cruel, abusive Governor. He knows exactly how he came to be in possession of his brides, and if they don’t comply, they’ll have to face the punishment. If they do comply, he treats them pleasantly enough.
FC: Adam Gregory
TAKEN
BRIDE 1
Name: Arielle Riley
Age: 18
Role: The clingy, overly ‘enthusiastic’ bride.
FC: Alexandra Breckenridge
TAKEN
BRIDE 2
Name: Alyssa Hartwell
Age: 15
Role: The scared, submissive bride.
FC: Lyndsy Fonseca
TAKEN
BRIDE 3
Name: Bailey Grace Hamilton
Age: 15
Role: The reserved, difficult bride.
FC: Amber Heard
TAKEN
Rules:
- Governors choose their First Wives as the story progresses.
- If your character reaches 20 (girls) or 25 (boys) before the antidote is discovered (if it is ever discovered), they become sick: weak, dizzy, pale, start coughing up blood - until they die. Dead characters can not officially return. They can, however, appear as hallucinations (for lack of a better word) to any other character they choose. Just because your character is dead does not mean they can not still be involved.
- Make things interesting. Be creative. Add drama.
- Please use proper spelling and grammar. People need to understand what it is you’re posting.
- I’m not too bothered by the length of posts, but please write more than one-liners.
- Please be active, and let everyone know if you’re going off for some time so the roleplay isn’t continued without you.
- Naturally, this roleplay will contain some mature subject matter, so if you don’t feel like you can handle that, this roleplay isn’t for you.
The subject matter may be (but is not restricted to):
~ Themes of a sexual nature
~ Strong language
~ Themes of abuse
~ Themes of drugs
~ Themes of violence
~ Possible disturbing themes. These can be guessed by the nature of this plot.
IN REGARDS TO THE SEXUAL AND DISTURBING THEMES, DO NOT POST ANYTHING GRAPHIC OR VULGAR. THIS IS NOT A SMUT ROLEPLAY. PLEASE JUST MAKE CLEAR HINTS AND SKIP TIME AHEAD.
Basic Character Sheet Requirements:
Name:
Age:
Face Claim:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Fears:
Appearance:
Personality:
History:
Occupation: (If Governor)
You can ask me to add a character or change a Face Claim if you want, but I have to give the thumbs-up. If I don’t approve, you can make a different suggestion or stick with the choices that are already here.
In the not too distant future, all that remains of the world is the United States - all other countries lie underwater: long forgotten by most of the modern civilization. A botched effort to create a perfect race has left all males with a lifespan of 25 years, and females with a lifespan of 20 years. Geneticists are seeking a miracle antidote to restore the human race, desperate orphans crowd the population, crime and poverty have skyrocketed, and young girls are being kidnapped and sold to wealthy Governors as polygamous brides to bear more children, and those who aren’t sold are either executed on the spot or sent to become prostitutes in the ‘Scarlet Districts’.
The mansions the girls who are chosen are sent to are large, grand places with multiple floors and vast amounts of land surrounding them. The wives, depending on their Governor and the way they behave, are generally restricted to one floor which holds their bedrooms - with a walk-in closet and an adjoining bathroom each - a living area and a library. The only way down from the ‘Wives Floor’ is an elevator, which is only accessible by servants and the owners of the house who hold a key card. The windows in the wives’ bedrooms do not open, unless the house Governor decides to award his First Wife (the wives that are taken to public events, gain more attention and are treated as the ‘more important’ wives) with the privilege of a window which opens no more than a few centimetres.
These mansions usually contain more than one garden, and they can come in a wide variety - from rose gardens to orange groves to mini-golf courses to gardens containing trampolines and swimming pools - which, along with many other areas of the rich’s lifestyle, contain many illusions. The swimming pool can project holograms which can depict anything from sand and rocks at the bottom of the pool to masses of sea plant life, and from schools of tropical fish to the ocean’s most dangerous predators.
Each wife has her own ‘Domestic’ - children who are bought by the Housemasters (usually the Governor‘s fathers - which are first generations: people who were alive before the genetic flaws who can live to a ripe old age) to pamper the wives, design their clothes, help them to dress and apply their makeup.
House One:
GOVERNOR 1
Name: Decker Delaney
Age: 21
Role: The kind Governor, with no knowledge that his new wives are victims of kidnapping.
FC: Alex Pettyfer
TAKEN
BRIDE 1
Name: Raven Addams
Age: 17
Role: The quiet, innocent bride.
FC: Avril Lavigne
TAKEN
BRIDE 2
Name: Lacey Evans
Age: 14
Role: The excited, willing bride.
FC: Stefanie Scott
TAKEN
BRIDE 3
Name: Valentina Black
Age: 17
Role: The cold, reluctant bride.
FC: Odette Yustman
TAKEN
House Two
GOVERNOR 2
Name: Alex Strenson
Age: 21
Role: The cruel, abusive Governor. He knows exactly how he came to be in possession of his brides, and if they don’t comply, they’ll have to face the punishment. If they do comply, he treats them pleasantly enough.
FC: Adam Gregory
TAKEN
BRIDE 1
Name: Arielle Riley
Age: 18
Role: The clingy, overly ‘enthusiastic’ bride.
FC: Alexandra Breckenridge
TAKEN
BRIDE 2
Name: Alyssa Hartwell
Age: 15
Role: The scared, submissive bride.
FC: Lyndsy Fonseca
TAKEN
BRIDE 3
Name: Bailey Grace Hamilton
Age: 15
Role: The reserved, difficult bride.
FC: Amber Heard
TAKEN
Rules:
- Governors choose their First Wives as the story progresses.
- If your character reaches 20 (girls) or 25 (boys) before the antidote is discovered (if it is ever discovered), they become sick: weak, dizzy, pale, start coughing up blood - until they die. Dead characters can not officially return. They can, however, appear as hallucinations (for lack of a better word) to any other character they choose. Just because your character is dead does not mean they can not still be involved.
- Make things interesting. Be creative. Add drama.
- Please use proper spelling and grammar. People need to understand what it is you’re posting.
- I’m not too bothered by the length of posts, but please write more than one-liners.
- Please be active, and let everyone know if you’re going off for some time so the roleplay isn’t continued without you.
- Naturally, this roleplay will contain some mature subject matter, so if you don’t feel like you can handle that, this roleplay isn’t for you.
The subject matter may be (but is not restricted to):
~ Themes of a sexual nature
~ Strong language
~ Themes of abuse
~ Themes of drugs
~ Themes of violence
~ Possible disturbing themes. These can be guessed by the nature of this plot.
IN REGARDS TO THE SEXUAL AND DISTURBING THEMES, DO NOT POST ANYTHING GRAPHIC OR VULGAR. THIS IS NOT A SMUT ROLEPLAY. PLEASE JUST MAKE CLEAR HINTS AND SKIP TIME AHEAD.
Basic Character Sheet Requirements:
Name:
Age:
Face Claim:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Fears:
Appearance:
Personality:
History:
Occupation: (If Governor)
You can ask me to add a character or change a Face Claim if you want, but I have to give the thumbs-up. If I don’t approve, you can make a different suggestion or stick with the choices that are already here.
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Shelby
Shelby could visibly see that Valentina was unhappy as well and oddly enough it made her feel better. 'Maybe SOMETHING good will come of this forced marriage' she thought 'Even if it IS being friends with someone who's just as miserable as I am.'
"Hi" she said awkwardly, unsure of what to say back. "No I don't mind you coming here...I mean I'm actually kind of relieved that you aren't Decker again. I was sent up here to get ready for tonight" she trailed off, realizing what she said. Her eyes widened. "Please don't tell anyone I said that."
She sat silently for awhile before speaking again. "I can understand wanting to get away from all the prying eyes. It's overwhelming." she said awkwardly, still unsure of how much she could say for this woman, or if she had to keep the same facade with her as she did with Decker.
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Valentina nodded, smiling weakly at Shelby.
"Don't worry, I won't..." She said quietly, then made her way over to Shelby's bed. She then sat down, gently smoothing out the bedsheets as she did so. "...He won't do anything, you know...I mean...with regards to consummation...not to you or me, anyway..." She looked down at her hands, feeling a small amount of guilt. She'd been so keen on setting Decker up with Raven, but...what if Raven felt the same as she did? The same as Shelby? What if she was just too afraid to let it show?
Pulling herself out of her thoughts, she looked back over at Shelby. "I mean, I basically said no to him downstairs regarding it, and he just took that as his answer...he didn't push or try to force me like my mother told me some Governors do...which is good, because...there's no way I want some wealthy pretty boy rolling around on top of me without my full consent..." She gave a small laugh, possibly because she found the remark funny, but possible to hide the slight wavering in her voice as she spoke. She couldn't really tell. It wasn't that she was jealous or either Raven or Lacey...because, in reality, she had no need to be...Decker had complimented her beauty, showed he cared about her like he did with his other brides, and even made a few small advances...all of which Valentina had rejected, but...they were still what they were...
It was just that...looking around, she could see the conditions she'd be living in for the rest of her life. Albeit, they were pretty, and decorated, and fancy, and made to look like they were special...but she just saw all the pretty as an attempted cover up for all the ugly things Governor Decker and the rest of this establishment had done to bring her and her sister wives here. She didn't want to be here...she wanted to be home. She wanted to see her parents again...even just for a little while...just enough time to tell them she was safe, and she loved them. But that was one thing she'd never get to do. As far as her mother and father knew, she could be lying dead at the side of a road somewhere...or working at a brothel a few towns away...or here. And, although they'd be able to keep up high spirits that she was okay...they'd never fully know. Just like she'd never fully know if they still cared about her, or if they still loved her and were going to try and find her. No more hugs, no more of her mother coming into her bedroom at night and gently curling her hair as they discussed that days events, no more of her father who, on days that he would actually talk to her, would tell her stories of all the animals that had since become extinct, like tigers, lions, flamingoes, cheetas...and of all the countries, with their different languages and cultures and ways of life. Sometimes he would try to teach Valentina part of a new language...but he'd always forget some parts of it or, at least, say he'd forgotten...to this day she wasn't sure if that was the case, or if he found himself actually showing a little bit of care and had to push her away...and so she'd only know a few words. Right now, in the current situation, she couldn't even think of one thing she'd discussed with either of them...and that frightened her. She wasn't ready to forget them. Although, looking around, she'd probably have to. She was going to die here, with no family around her.
And that feeling of loneliness, the feeling that completely took over her and made her almost start to completely shut down at the thought of never feeling that level of love and care again, began to make it's way up and consume her, starting from her fingers and her toes, and making it's way up into her system, her blood turning cold along with it.
"Don't worry, I won't..." She said quietly, then made her way over to Shelby's bed. She then sat down, gently smoothing out the bedsheets as she did so. "...He won't do anything, you know...I mean...with regards to consummation...not to you or me, anyway..." She looked down at her hands, feeling a small amount of guilt. She'd been so keen on setting Decker up with Raven, but...what if Raven felt the same as she did? The same as Shelby? What if she was just too afraid to let it show?
Pulling herself out of her thoughts, she looked back over at Shelby. "I mean, I basically said no to him downstairs regarding it, and he just took that as his answer...he didn't push or try to force me like my mother told me some Governors do...which is good, because...there's no way I want some wealthy pretty boy rolling around on top of me without my full consent..." She gave a small laugh, possibly because she found the remark funny, but possible to hide the slight wavering in her voice as she spoke. She couldn't really tell. It wasn't that she was jealous or either Raven or Lacey...because, in reality, she had no need to be...Decker had complimented her beauty, showed he cared about her like he did with his other brides, and even made a few small advances...all of which Valentina had rejected, but...they were still what they were...
It was just that...looking around, she could see the conditions she'd be living in for the rest of her life. Albeit, they were pretty, and decorated, and fancy, and made to look like they were special...but she just saw all the pretty as an attempted cover up for all the ugly things Governor Decker and the rest of this establishment had done to bring her and her sister wives here. She didn't want to be here...she wanted to be home. She wanted to see her parents again...even just for a little while...just enough time to tell them she was safe, and she loved them. But that was one thing she'd never get to do. As far as her mother and father knew, she could be lying dead at the side of a road somewhere...or working at a brothel a few towns away...or here. And, although they'd be able to keep up high spirits that she was okay...they'd never fully know. Just like she'd never fully know if they still cared about her, or if they still loved her and were going to try and find her. No more hugs, no more of her mother coming into her bedroom at night and gently curling her hair as they discussed that days events, no more of her father who, on days that he would actually talk to her, would tell her stories of all the animals that had since become extinct, like tigers, lions, flamingoes, cheetas...and of all the countries, with their different languages and cultures and ways of life. Sometimes he would try to teach Valentina part of a new language...but he'd always forget some parts of it or, at least, say he'd forgotten...to this day she wasn't sure if that was the case, or if he found himself actually showing a little bit of care and had to push her away...and so she'd only know a few words. Right now, in the current situation, she couldn't even think of one thing she'd discussed with either of them...and that frightened her. She wasn't ready to forget them. Although, looking around, she'd probably have to. She was going to die here, with no family around her.
And that feeling of loneliness, the feeling that completely took over her and made her almost start to completely shut down at the thought of never feeling that level of love and care again, began to make it's way up and consume her, starting from her fingers and her toes, and making it's way up into her system, her blood turning cold along with it.
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Shelby
"He was serious about that? The good-guy routine? It's hard to believe what's real and what's not." she said in a huff. Shelby laughed at her next comment but then quickly stopped. The girl was serious but it had a mocking edge to it. "there's no way I want some wealthy pretty boy rolling around on top of me without my full consent" "I've got to say, I have no desire to consummate at all..." she paused momentarily, wondering if she should continue. "But at this point I really have no choice in the matter unless Governor Decker is serious about his offer."
Shelby thought about her sister and wondered how she was actually doing. Was her father paid the right amount of money? Were her medical expenses being taken care of? Was she happy right now? 'Does she miss me?' she thought sadly. Late at night when she couldn't sleep, either from pain or nightmares, Shelby would sneak into her bedroom and sing her a lullaby. Something soft and cheerful. Sometimes she would fall asleep with her sister and her father would make her pay for it the next morning. He always told her to stay out of Cassidy's room at night, because "If she was having a nightmare she can grow up and deal with it". Just item on the long list of things her father didn't understand. In fact, one night he caught Shelby sneaking into Cassidy's room, and the smell of southern comfort was oozing out of his pores. Shelby tried to run but he caught her by the arm and wouldn't let go. The rest of the night seemed to be in a haze but she remembered waking up on her bedroom floor with a bleeding welt on her head, a cigarette burn on her temple, and a sprained arm. The memory made shelby shudder but she never regretted trying to sneak into Cassidy's room. She would do anything for her sister.
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Raven's face lit up as soon as she saw Decker approaching her, quickly sitting up from her slumped, defeated position on her seat and giving him a smile when he sat down.
"Hi...I thought you'd forgotten about me..." she said quietly, the flush returning to her cheeks. She then saw the exhaustion on Decker's face and her smile dimmed ever so slightly. He had been fine earlier when they were talking...What had happened since then which seemed to drain him so much? She shook the thought from her head...It didn't matter what had happened, what mattered was that he'd come back for her, and she wasn't alone and abandoned in an unfamiliar place anymore.
"Hi...I thought you'd forgotten about me..." she said quietly, the flush returning to her cheeks. She then saw the exhaustion on Decker's face and her smile dimmed ever so slightly. He had been fine earlier when they were talking...What had happened since then which seemed to drain him so much? She shook the thought from her head...It didn't matter what had happened, what mattered was that he'd come back for her, and she wasn't alone and abandoned in an unfamiliar place anymore.
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Decker smiled. "I could never forget about you." He said. He felt a little refreshed. He'd been denied twice but it wasn't the rejection that bothered him. It was why. Something seemed off with these girls. "Raven. Can I ask you a question? I need an honest answer." He said, he wasn't implying that she'd lie to him but he couldn't shake the feeling like she and the two others had something to hid.
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Raven felt her chest tighten with panic, which she tried to hide from her eyes as she kept her smile up. What could he possibly want to know from her? All the options that Raven could come up with were not good, and with all of them it was safer to stay away from the honest answer. She always thought the worst in any situation...But, ignoring the sickness in her stomach that came with the panic and anticipation, and the pounding in her ears, she answered:
"Of course." Though, she made no promises in regards to her honesty.
"Of course." Though, she made no promises in regards to her honesty.
When she eventually came back out of her thoughts, Valentina looked back up and at Shelby, slightly dazed from thinking so much.
"Um...well, yeah...he seemed serious enough..." She said quietly, giving a small nod as she confirmed that fact in her head. Yes...he had to have been being serious.
Opening her mouth to speak again, she hesitated slightly. Should she tell Shelby about how confused Decker had been earlier? How it seemed like he didn't know they'd all been brought here? Glancing at her again and biting cautiously on her bottom lip, she gulped quietly.
"...I don't think he even knows, you know..." She said almost silently, not quite a whisper, but only just loud enough to be heard. "About the Gatherers kidnapping us all...I mean...when I was talking to him earlier, he...well...he told me he could see something between us...in...that...sense...and when I rejected him, he seemed...well...puzzled, y'know? Like...like he thought we'd all come here willingly, and that we'd all want him..."
She wasn't sure whether she should have told her or not, but...it felt too huge to keep to herself. She couldn't have let it stay a secret.
"I-I...I...I mean, please...don't tell him, or anyone else that I told you that..." She added after a slight pause, stumbling slightly over her words. "I mean, because...even if he doesn't know...someone in this place will...and since I told you, I could get into deep shit if anyone who shouldn't know finds out..."
"Um...well, yeah...he seemed serious enough..." She said quietly, giving a small nod as she confirmed that fact in her head. Yes...he had to have been being serious.
Opening her mouth to speak again, she hesitated slightly. Should she tell Shelby about how confused Decker had been earlier? How it seemed like he didn't know they'd all been brought here? Glancing at her again and biting cautiously on her bottom lip, she gulped quietly.
"...I don't think he even knows, you know..." She said almost silently, not quite a whisper, but only just loud enough to be heard. "About the Gatherers kidnapping us all...I mean...when I was talking to him earlier, he...well...he told me he could see something between us...in...that...sense...and when I rejected him, he seemed...well...puzzled, y'know? Like...like he thought we'd all come here willingly, and that we'd all want him..."
She wasn't sure whether she should have told her or not, but...it felt too huge to keep to herself. She couldn't have let it stay a secret.
"I-I...I...I mean, please...don't tell him, or anyone else that I told you that..." She added after a slight pause, stumbling slightly over her words. "I mean, because...even if he doesn't know...someone in this place will...and since I told you, I could get into deep shit if anyone who shouldn't know finds out..."
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Decker nodded. She seemed afriad as well. He was good at reading people. He was raised to be a politician. Body language was his first language. He took a breath. "Did you...Where you forced to become my wife?" He asked. It all made sense to him. They acted just like his Mothers did. Timid, Nervous, afriad to say the wrong thing. And there smiles were pratictist. The idea of that made his head swim and his stomach turn. He looked her deep in her eyes. Praying she wouldn't lie to him but also praying she'd say no.
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Raven blinked, the smile all but disappearing from her face and was replaced by a look of confusion. How could he not know this already? Wasn't he the one that had them taken, had them picked out and locked up in this place? Had those girls executed? She really didn't understand...He had to know...But, what if he really didn't? She'd already felt that he was too sweet to her and her sister wives to be capable of such a thing, but that was just on the outside...Until now. She opened her mouth, about to form the word 'yes' - thinking that, if he really was that kind, he would let all of them go...Thinking of Shelby, and Valentina, and maybe Lacey, she guessed that this would be best decision for them...And Decker had asked for her honest answer, hadn't he?
But something stopped her, and her mind went back to her life before coming here. Her father's drunken abuse, her mother's neglect, how she was forced to either endure it or live out on the street in the cold, where the people were weak and emaciated and dying...She couldn't go back to that. Not even if she was only here because she was forced...At least in this place she wouldn't starve, or freeze to death, and there was even the chance of her being loved here...
She knew it was selfish, and she knew it was wrong, but still she said,
"Of course not..." She looked down at the rose which was still in her hand. Yes, it was fake...and yes, this marriage was fake...But, now that she'd had this long to think about it, something fake and beautiful was a hell of a lot better than something real and wilting. "I want to be here...And, if it's how I've acted that's made you think that, then I'm sorry...I told you, it just takes a while for me to warm up to people..."
But something stopped her, and her mind went back to her life before coming here. Her father's drunken abuse, her mother's neglect, how she was forced to either endure it or live out on the street in the cold, where the people were weak and emaciated and dying...She couldn't go back to that. Not even if she was only here because she was forced...At least in this place she wouldn't starve, or freeze to death, and there was even the chance of her being loved here...
She knew it was selfish, and she knew it was wrong, but still she said,
"Of course not..." She looked down at the rose which was still in her hand. Yes, it was fake...and yes, this marriage was fake...But, now that she'd had this long to think about it, something fake and beautiful was a hell of a lot better than something real and wilting. "I want to be here...And, if it's how I've acted that's made you think that, then I'm sorry...I told you, it just takes a while for me to warm up to people..."
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Decker rubbed the bridge of his nose. Every once of him wanted to believe her but he just couldn't. "If you weren't, perhaps the other girls have. I've seen that same look in their eyes. My Mothers had them. This look of distain. Abuse. Fear. I could not live with myself, if I made you to do something you didn't want to do. I need to know the truth. If you-they were forced, Raven I-" He stopped, shaking his head. This was all just too much to fathom. He did not want to be known in the same context as the other Governors. He did not want to be anything like his father. The pain in his head grew worse. "Maybe you want to be here now and that is great but you have to tell me if you were Gathered." He said looking at her. Scanning her face for anything sign that she maybe hiding something.
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Raven stared down. She didn't know if she could keep this lie up...But if she told the truth, would he force her to leave? Would she have to go back on the streets and either wait for the sickness or the lack of food to claim her? She couldn't even risk that.
"Decker..." she started, her voice returning to its timid whisper. How could she make him believe her? She let out a soft sigh, then reached her hand over to rest on top of his and looked up into his eyes. "I wasn't forced...I want to be here..." The lie came much easier than she thought it would, despite the wrenching guilt she felt tearing away at her chest.
"Decker..." she started, her voice returning to its timid whisper. How could she make him believe her? She let out a soft sigh, then reached her hand over to rest on top of his and looked up into his eyes. "I wasn't forced...I want to be here..." The lie came much easier than she thought it would, despite the wrenching guilt she felt tearing away at her chest.
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Decker knew she was lying and that hurt but she seemed so adamant about this so -much to his own dismay- he decided to find out for himself. Something was scaring her into lying about it. And Shelby, she said to come back as if it was something she had to do and as if she wanted. What did they was going to happen if they told him the truth. Did they think he'd force them out. Scream at them? Hit them? Then a darker thought crossed his mind. Lacey. She was so young and she'd been Gathered. Forced into this marriage. He winced as the thought made his head hurt. He gripped Raven's hand ignoring the pain. "Well, If you ever want to talk about your past. You can talk to me." He said and stood up. "If you don't mind, I have to talk to Shelby. If you weren't forced, I have a feeling she was."
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Raven looked back down when Decker stood up, furiously blinking back the stinging she felt in her eyes. This was the first time she felt close to crying since she was taken by the Gatherers, all the time since then she'd just spent mostly in a state of terrified numbness. But why was all of this emotion threatening to spill out now? Was it the guilt of lying for such selfish reasons, the fear of being abandoned again, or that Decker was so close to discovering the truth and sending her away and back onto the streets? Or was it just that all of this was finally catching up on her?
She closed her eyes, turning her face away from Decker and willing that teary feeling to just disappear. 'If you don't mind, I have to talk to Shelby.' She did mind. she minded a lot. Why couldn't he just let this whole thing go and return to how they were before? When his face lit up when they talked about books, when they were both smiling and she didn't feel half as petrified speaking as she normally did, when he was so close to kissing her...Why did anything have to come between that?
((OOC: Can I just ask why you're so adamant on Decker finding out? After the first time, didn't we all kind of agree it was a bad idea for that to happen so early on? It'll just ruin the story and make things so horrible and awkward. Is it so bad he remain ignorant for a little while before that bomb's dropped?))
She closed her eyes, turning her face away from Decker and willing that teary feeling to just disappear. 'If you don't mind, I have to talk to Shelby.' She did mind. she minded a lot. Why couldn't he just let this whole thing go and return to how they were before? When his face lit up when they talked about books, when they were both smiling and she didn't feel half as petrified speaking as she normally did, when he was so close to kissing her...Why did anything have to come between that?
((OOC: Can I just ask why you're so adamant on Decker finding out? After the first time, didn't we all kind of agree it was a bad idea for that to happen so early on? It'll just ruin the story and make things so horrible and awkward. Is it so bad he remain ignorant for a little while before that bomb's dropped?))
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(( I expected them to continued to lie to him. I had no plans on him finding out. He'll let it go in a little bit especially if Shelby's gonna do what I think she's gonna do lol. However it'll make him terribly naive to ignore those signs that are very obvious. especially to someone who's seen those same signs before. Once the girls convince him that they wanna be there he'll let it go. Lol, Raven could also distract him from all that too.)
Decker frowned, Raven was not happy he was leaving. "Raven..." He said not sure what to say. She was crying. Perhaps she wasn't lying after all. He sat back down quickly, grabbing her hands. "I'm sorry for not trusting you. It's just you were so nervous. The same way my mother always was. It scared me because I don't want that for you -any of you." He said in a panic and kissed her hands repeatedly."Please, don't cry."
Decker frowned, Raven was not happy he was leaving. "Raven..." He said not sure what to say. She was crying. Perhaps she wasn't lying after all. He sat back down quickly, grabbing her hands. "I'm sorry for not trusting you. It's just you were so nervous. The same way my mother always was. It scared me because I don't want that for you -any of you." He said in a panic and kissed her hands repeatedly."Please, don't cry."
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((Ah, right. Okidokes. ^^ Sorry XD))
Raven quickly turned her head to face Decker, feeling that same electric tingle when he took her hands. Her cheeks flushed pink once again as she continued to blink away the tears trying to spill from her eyes, her lips twisting into a small, only half-faked smile. She was relieved to have him stay with her, and the way he kissed her hands loosened that crushing tightness in her chest slightly, but there were still those overwhelming nerves and panic that stopped a true smile from forming.
"I...I'm fine..." she whispered through the huge, dry lump in her throat as she gently pulled one of her hands away from Decker and pushed a few stray strands of hair out of her face. "I'm just a nervous girl..."
Raven quickly turned her head to face Decker, feeling that same electric tingle when he took her hands. Her cheeks flushed pink once again as she continued to blink away the tears trying to spill from her eyes, her lips twisting into a small, only half-faked smile. She was relieved to have him stay with her, and the way he kissed her hands loosened that crushing tightness in her chest slightly, but there were still those overwhelming nerves and panic that stopped a true smile from forming.
"I...I'm fine..." she whispered through the huge, dry lump in her throat as she gently pulled one of her hands away from Decker and pushed a few stray strands of hair out of her face. "I'm just a nervous girl..."
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(It's all good XD)
Decker sighed in relief. "Alright. I just I a bit of a worry wort myself." He said with a chuckle. The pain in his head lessened some. He still had his worries for the other girls but he was glad Raven was alright. "How can I help you relax?" He asked her with a small smile.
Decker sighed in relief. "Alright. I just I a bit of a worry wort myself." He said with a chuckle. The pain in his head lessened some. He still had his worries for the other girls but he was glad Raven was alright. "How can I help you relax?" He asked her with a small smile.
Shelby
"Um...well, yeah...he seemed serious enough..." Valentina said. Shelby could tell she had more to say and she was about to ask her what else she knew when she started talking again. "I don't think he even knows, you know...about the Gatherers kidnapping us all...I mean...when I was talking to him earlier, he...well...he told me he could see something between us...in...that...sense...and when I rejected him, he seemed...well...puzzled, y'know? Like...like he thought we'd all come here willingly, and that we'd all want him." Shelby nodded, she could see that being a possibility, considering the ladies in waiting did NOT want her revealing anything personal to him. "I won't tell anyone. But I can see where you're coming from. When I came here I was forced to keep my personal life to myself, and I was told to behave and act womanly." she paused. "One of my family member's life hangs in the balance. If I mess up she's dead." she said softly, almost inaudibly. She was relieved that she could tell someone. 'Hey maybe talking to Valentina will help me get through the night with Decker...or at least part of the night...until he moves on to his other brides...' she thought. "Someone here DEFINITELY knows about everything, and it seems as though someone is purposely lying to Decker."
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What would help her relax? She honestly had no clue...She didn't think relaxing was even possible here, at least tonight with everything that had happened. But she didn't want to appear less than able-minded to Decker, mumbling 'I don't know's constantly - which she had a feeling she'd be doing in the future. As well as being a shy and nervous girl, she could also be very indecisive. So she looked down, rolling the stem of the rose inbetween her fingers, and, with a smile, said:
"I...I'm not entirely sure...Maybe...Maybe we could continue talking like before?"
"I...I'm not entirely sure...Maybe...Maybe we could continue talking like before?"
Valentina blinked and looked at Shelby, the colour draining from her face even more than it already had since coming upstairs. That poor girl...
"...Hey...I won't let you mess up..." She said quietly, giving her a small smile. "Cross my heart. I mean...I'm already trying to just slip through the cracks in this place, anyway...just stay in the back with me, and you and your family will be fine." Her smile faded slightly when the next thought crossed her mind. "...You don't...like him, do you? You know...as far as romance goes?" She said, slightly quieter than she'd said the things before. "I-it's just because...well...I'm not keen on getting involved romantically with him, 'cause...let's face it...it's not love if it's forced..." Her smile began to slowly fade more. "But...I guess I was just hoping to find that little bit of comfort and security from someone else here...someone who felt the same about things as I do...and...we seemed to be on the same page with a few things, and...well, I guess I was just wondering if you maybe...wanted to be...friends...?"
She gave another, more nervous and less convincing smile. It made her sound like a child. And she hated that. But...she just wanted someone that she knew she'd be able to talk to, and...as far as she could tell, Shelby was kind at heart.
"...Hey...I won't let you mess up..." She said quietly, giving her a small smile. "Cross my heart. I mean...I'm already trying to just slip through the cracks in this place, anyway...just stay in the back with me, and you and your family will be fine." Her smile faded slightly when the next thought crossed her mind. "...You don't...like him, do you? You know...as far as romance goes?" She said, slightly quieter than she'd said the things before. "I-it's just because...well...I'm not keen on getting involved romantically with him, 'cause...let's face it...it's not love if it's forced..." Her smile began to slowly fade more. "But...I guess I was just hoping to find that little bit of comfort and security from someone else here...someone who felt the same about things as I do...and...we seemed to be on the same page with a few things, and...well, I guess I was just wondering if you maybe...wanted to be...friends...?"
She gave another, more nervous and less convincing smile. It made her sound like a child. And she hated that. But...she just wanted someone that she knew she'd be able to talk to, and...as far as she could tell, Shelby was kind at heart.
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Decker smiled. "Well..." He paused looking for something "I also enjoy Fencing. Have you heard of it?" He asked her. It was then a thought of Shelby crossed his mind. Maybe she'd like to fence, maybe that'll make her happy. He abandoned the thought and immediately felt guilty. It was then he understood what Valentina meant by how it was like being cheated on. He should not have thought of Shelby when he was with Raven. He made a mental note that he would keep his mimd focused on one girl at a time. He kept his face even during his thoughts as he waited for Raven's response.
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"I haven't..." Raven answered, looking up at her husband and giving him a smile. Originally coming from a poor area, people had no time or money for leisure activities. People were born, they grew up protecting their homes from thieving orphans and Gatherers, they worked, they ate, they slept, they reproduced, they died. There were occasional bombings of Science Facilities by the pro-naturalist activists, of which her father was one. But she didn't want to think of her father, or those bombings - not now, not ever again.
She remembered her mother, however, when she was a lot younger, telling her how she'd play the piano when she was a girl a little bit older than Raven, and how the beautiful notes spilled from her fingers to form slow, captivating melodies...This was a long time ago, though - before the sickness was properly discovered - but since hearing those stories, Raven had always wanted to be able to play just as her mother had. That dream had disappeared for a while when she was growing up, but now, being in a place where she thought it may actually be possible, and hearing about what Decker enjoyed, it brought back those memories. This, and reading, were the only forms of leisure she knew of.
She remembered her mother, however, when she was a lot younger, telling her how she'd play the piano when she was a girl a little bit older than Raven, and how the beautiful notes spilled from her fingers to form slow, captivating melodies...This was a long time ago, though - before the sickness was properly discovered - but since hearing those stories, Raven had always wanted to be able to play just as her mother had. That dream had disappeared for a while when she was growing up, but now, being in a place where she thought it may actually be possible, and hearing about what Decker enjoyed, it brought back those memories. This, and reading, were the only forms of leisure she knew of.
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Decker nodded. "Ah, well it's alot of fun and can be theraputic." He stopped and laughed out. "Well. Depending on who you are sparring with." He said and looked up at the night sky then a thought struck him. "Why don't I show you my study. I would love for you to see the gardan at night." He said and stood up and held out his hand to her like a perfect gentleman.
Shelby
"Thanks" Shelby said quietly, though she didn't hold the woman to it. "I never planned on being in the forefront anyway. I don't want to be seen or heard. I fear that if I speak i'll say something wrong and my family will pay for it." she said even more quietly than before.
Shelby paused at her next question. "...You don't...like him, do you? You know...as far as romance goes?" Shelby almost laughed. "No, I'd rather have nothing to do with the man, but now that i'm here I have to act like he's my everything and I don't know how to do that." she said, speaking her mind. Valentina went on to ask if she wanted to be friends. "Sure" Shelby smiled awkwardly. "I guess one can never have too many friends. Besides, it's nice to have someone to talk to about this stuff. Maybe who ever is running the show is okay with us talking about it together so we don't explode one of these days" she smirked at the idea. If her sister wasn't hanging in the balance she would've decked someone and tried to escape a multitude of times by now.
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"People will give you shit. It's a part of life. And it's how you react to that that defines you."
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"Stop looking for reasons to be unhappy. Focus on the things you do have, and the reasons you should be happy."
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"Just Don't touch me."
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"Stop looking for reasons to be unhappy. Focus on the things you do have, and the reasons you should be happy."
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Lacey Evans
"Stop looking for reasons to be unhappy. Focus on the things you do have, and the reasons you should be happy."
Olive Kingsley
I'll pass on the food, I'm not feeling well
Bailey Grace Hamilton
"People will give you shit. It's a part of life. And it's how you react to that that defines you."
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Re: Captive in a Chemical Garden
Most likely the case. As it stands with most RP's these days, it's inevitable. Well i say let's reboot this!
Re: Captive in a Chemical Garden
crystalrain wrote:I have a question! (: How old are the Domestics?
They're children. It never really said in the books, but I'm guessing in the 9-12 range. :)
Re: Captive in a Chemical Garden
Hey all, back from the week end. Hell its been busy... Anyways! Back to RP!
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Hi, can we pause the RP for a while? I need to go and I don't want to miss anything. :)
This is probably what I should've done last night, but ah well... XD
This is probably what I should've done last night, but ah well... XD
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Tayloremond wrote:Thanks a lot love! Nd I am still going to try to post like three times a day.Like right now I can post because I just got home but I will have to go at eleven thirty....But anyways thanks for understanding it means a lot .
Of course :)
But seriously, you don't have to post if you don't feel up to it. We'll all understand. :)
And if you ever want to talk, just shoot me a PM. :)
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Thanks a lot love! Nd I am still going to try to post like three times a day.Like right now I can post because I just got home but I will have to go at eleven thirty....But anyways thanks for understanding it means a lot .
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Tayloremond wrote:Okay I apoligize for my lack of post my grandmother has cancer and it's not looking so good so its hard for me to post.i will try to post more often I swear just don't kick me off plz and VINNY I'm posting right now.
Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I really hope she pulls through. I know what it's like to have someone close to you go through that and I know how tough it is.
Don't worry yourself about posting, and thanks for letting us know. :)
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Okay I apoligize for my lack of post my grandmother has cancer and it's not looking so good so its hard for me to post.i will try to post more often I swear just don't kick me off plz and VINNY I'm posting right now.
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RoseAmedori wrote:Angel-Chii wrote:I really wish that you hadn't just kicked me off like that with out a warning WTF? All it took was a little editing to have Isabella NOT say anything in the first place & start over from there! Ripping away my spot in this RP wasn't necessary at all. I'm beginning to think you just don't want me here anymore. T_T//
I told you it wasn't just about that post. It was because of your activity as well. I was already close to removing you because you hadn't posted at all for a long time after the roleplay started, and when I came back on to see your post had turned the story to shit, that pushed me over the edge.
And why did you feel the need to post your tantrum in public when you already did it over mail? I tried to be nice about it, but these bitch fits are getting kind of irritating. It's over, you're out, move on with your life and stop trying to drag this out.
I hadn't known that it had started in the first place & it wasn't a tantrum what made u think that? I figured I'd express the same here since u didn't PM me back. I'm sorry for screwing up ur RP I didn't mean to. Q_Q// && for the record I'm not bitch fighting with you. Just talking. ^^; We can't come to an agreement of some sort? U don't PM back how am I to know if u read it or not? >_<;;
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Angel-Chii wrote:I really wish that you hadn't just kicked me off like that with out a warning WTF? All it took was a little editing to have Isabella NOT say anything in the first place & start over from there! Ripping away my spot in this RP wasn't necessary at all. I'm beginning to think you just don't want me here anymore. T_T//
I told you it wasn't just about that post. It was because of your activity as well. I was already close to removing you because you hadn't posted at all for a long time after the roleplay started, and when I came back on to see your post had turned the story to shit, that pushed me over the edge.
And why did you feel the need to post your tantrum in public when you already did it over mail? I tried to be nice about it, but these bitch fits are getting kind of irritating. It's over, you're out, move on with your life and stop trying to drag this out.