Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-2600:8807:1C01:A199:7198:F64E:D3EB:7205-20200119040711/@comment-44390494-20200120013507

2600:8807:1C01:A199:F90B:8C5A:772B:A271 wrote: Julihorse wrote:

2600:8807:1C01:A199:7198:F64E:D3EB:7205 wrote: (Screw it, I’m starting. People are still welcome to join, though.)

Eren pushed away the large stones covering the entrance of the underground hideout many children had called home with a huff. He was followed by a group of children ranging from ages eleven to thirteen. He had forbidden anyone under the age of eleven to come with him during their nightly escapades for obvious reasons.

The young teacher turned to Jack, an eleven-year-old member of TCR. “Alright, you stay on guard out here. If you even think there’s enemies, call for help.”

Once Jack nodded, Eren turned to Georgia, a thirteen-year-old, and Kay, a twelve-year-old. “You two head to the market, grab whatever’s on the list I gave you earlier. Leave something behind as payment if you can.”

“I’ll go around the city and check for Snatchers and guards.” Eren finished.

Georgia and Kay quickly darted away, hidden in the shadows of the buildings as they vanished into the silent, empty streets of the kingdom.

Eren, meanwhile, quickly climbed up the side of a building an hoisted himself onto the roof as he scanned the surrounding area. Seeing nothing out of place, he moved on to the next building with a leap.

-Loki Should I make poor Helena run now? Yeah, Eren can go save her life now,

XLoki SOWYS, DIDN'T SEE THIS!

Helena was running, running, running through the deserted roads of the kingdom with no destination.

She only wanted to get away.

Away from everyone.

Away from her problems.

So she ran, twisting through the houses and streets, swooping left and right as she went, panting heavily. She knew she couldn't stop; the Snatchers would catch up to her if she even allowed herself one second of repose.

Running.

How was she going to get out of this? There was no way out, and she knew it. They would soon capture her and bring them into their malicious forces.

Panting.

But she had to escape from their hands. Could she hide into the woods? Maybe build a small tree-house, having friends with the wildlife. But then she'd need food. And water. Predators would haunt her if she set foot outside at night. She might aswell be throwing a mice inside a pit of snakes---

Stopping.

Helen stopped dead on her feet. Dead end. This was it. She was soon going to get blasted into the military and forced to fight for a law she did not believe on.

(Why am I getting this sudden surge of anticipation?)