JadeynTheAwesome
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((Neoma, you posted on the home page, not the RP forum incase you didn’t notice. 🙂 ))
Alex looks at I, then slightly behind him to see two other people by a fire…are they with this man? Maybe they’re nice…even if they aren’t, that doesn’t mean he shouldn’t at least try to be nice to them right?
He turns back to I, looking at him, then back at the other two, the littler one seeming to know his presence, but not able to spot him. Is she blind…? Just as he’s deaf…because of…those scientists…are they experiments too maybe? God he hopes so, not that he wishes the bad and suffering upon them at all that is attached to it, he simply wants people who he understands, and people who understand him. People who he…can make feel more understood and accepted, make them feel better and lift up…because he knows what it’s like.
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Ana glances at Dayla, what she said for some reason sticking her, “Some pocket dimension some creepy made or something.”
Elijah looks over, joining as well, “Or some dream world of some sort. Like they have our bodies and we’re here and maybe…if…we die here we…die there…maybe it’s just an experiment though, and maybe we won’t die for real.”
Alex managed to catch some of the words through lip reading, which he’s not too good at. Basically he got “….some….of….they….here…die here…die there….just an experiment….won’t die….real.” He is tempted to say something to the experiment thing…but no…that’s rude…oh screw it, he’s practically the only person who hasn’t made a joke like that that he knows.
Alex adds in, “It’s just a social experiment.”
“Puppetmaster Pepper,” Elijah responds, laughing a bit, knowing Alex probably didn’t catch that but accepting it.
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Seeing I from the corner of their eye ((haha lame ass puns)), they turn around in a start. A very feminine looking person who is pretty babyfaced looks up to them. Despite looking like a girl, they seem to have no breasts, indicating male…unless they are just an extremely flat chested female that is.
Feeling startled, they stumble back, nearly tripping, but then catching themself before they trip, holding their cleaver up protectively. However, they look hesitant, simply scared, not having any sort of cruel intention, but more so just wondering if the person before them does. Moving their eyes a bit, they see that I is simply holding a sack. They then smile at I, lowering the cleaver, and speaking in what sounds to be a somewhat posh english accent…the fact that they sound like a girl isn’t helping to distinguish anything either. Despite this, they take a few awkward pauses when speaking, and slightly off pronunciation occasionally.
“My…name is Alexander…b…but call me Alex?” He (by the name Alexander) says in a kind but slightly cautious tone. “I’m….uh, w…well…deaf. I…can’t read l…lips well but…I can try…but I…can obviously…s..speak at least…but…I…haven’t in a while…”
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A person with distinctly pink hair and quite a small build makes their way in the distance away from the group of three, but still in range of sight, however, they seem to not notice the group. The person is wearing a black dress, hair in a pink pixie cut with long, layered bangs. They are also wearing a blue sweatshirt, their arms around their slender body, and they have what seems to be…a cleaver? Odd.
Walking against the wind seems a bit difficult as it picks up, as well as snow seeming to be touching their feet, this person appears to be shivering.
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Name: Alexander “Alex” Adam Thomas
Age: Physically about 15, but definitely could pass for younger, 12 or 13 maybe. Is younger than 15, much younger.
Gender: Male
Appearance: Literally looks like a girl, easily mistaken as one. Extremely babyfaced, only helping the fact of looking like a girl. At the height of around 5’2. Not only short, but also skinny, being maybe only 100 lb to 105 lb. On the paler side. Short, soft looking, bubblegum pink hair with longer bangs that appear to be somewhat layered, going downward, covering most, but not all of, his right eye. His eyes are golden in color. Despite being scrawny and very feminine, he actually is stronger than he looks. Not helping that he looks like a girl, he wears a black dress, a bit past his knees, the neck line shows his collarbone but that’s it. The sleeves are quarter length. Both the bottom of the dress the ends of the sleeves there is a bit of black lace. The skirt of it starts at the waist, and is somewhat flowing. He wears mary janes with it. Over the dress, he wears a darker blue sweatshirt.
Personality: Alex is a very kind hearted boy, he may be small but his heart sure isn’t. He loves helping others and something about him makes plenty of people just…want to open up to him. It’s extremely hard for him to hate people, even those who have screwed him over, but that doesn’t mean it’s impossible. He tends to see the positive parts of people and is extremely optimistic, but not quite foolishly so. He seems to be quite innocent and fragile, which is true, but he can get extremely violent, horrifyingly so. He doesn’t exactly have a large temper but it’s shorter than you’d expect. When someone he cares about is hurt, he’ll go full out and attack them. He can be pretty sarcastic surprisingly as well, but not all that often. One downfall is that he is a little too trusting, as well as naive. While he can have an almost unnatural way with people, comforting them and helping them to open up, he can forgive way too easily.
Ability/Special things: Alex is actually deaf, completely so, not being able to hear a single thing. Well, that is except when he touches an object, he can “hear” information on said object, similarly to simply just knowing. But said object does have to be touched.
Other: He carries around a cleaver for a weapon, going oddly with the extremely feminine look and strong build, as well as his personality…that his until you see his violent side.
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Alex watches in a worried manner, hating to see the pained look on Dusty’s face…he hates when people get hurt but it happens…
Elijah looks up, “Need any help with anything or no?”
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Alex notices Dusty signing, his eyes widening, wondering if he caught that correctly, and if he did he hopes it was a mistake. Then he turns back to Dayla, smiling at her.
N O
T H A T
W A S
P E R F E C T L Y
F I N E
Alex looks to Elijah, frowning at how he seemed down so he sits next to him, Elijah only glances at him, nodding showing that he’s paying attention. He really isn’t too fluid with the…transitions between letter…he stumbles a lot, and hesitates. He fears it makes it hard to understand what he’s trying to say.
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Ana cuts in, “But it’s not always helpful for everyone if you speak, don’t make assumptions about all deaf people, that will really piss some people off, everyone prefers different things.” Ana rolls her eyes a bit but at nothing in particular, likely doing it just to do it, or perhaps by some sort of habit.
The pink haired boy watches Dayla explain, or rather, more so watches her fluid hand motions, it’s interesting really, how fascinating and smooth hand movements can be, transitions between letters, the form of their hands. It fascinates him somewhat.
Elijah just sits there, feeling stupid as if he missed something, but he doesn’t even know what it is. Could he have stopped this from happening to Alex? Of course not it was temporary…so why did he feel so guilty?
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Alex happened to notice Dusty doing this and giggled slightly, smiling at her with a nod in her direction as well. Then it just…happens. He can no longer hear anything…nothing. Did the spell wear off or was everyone in the room just quiet. He jumps as he feels a hand on his shoulder, turning to see that it’s just Elijah, he sees Elijah move his lips….something about….what? He doesn’t understand. So he just shakes his head at Elijah, Elijah looks down at him, frowning. Alex looks back up at him, simply signing “deaf” to tell him that he could no longer hear, the spell had worn off. Ana acknowledged this, ready to lend him her hearing if needed.
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((…Neoma I just realized that you have been posting to the home page rather than this. Are you not aloud on this because it’s blocked…? Or am I just missing something?))
Alex looks to Dayla, then nods, signing back, letter by letter, he’s not sure how much sign language Dayla knows so he’ll stick to the alphabet.
Y E S
P L E A S E
T H A T
W O U L D
B E
H E L P F U L
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Alex looks over at Varali, smiling at her kindly then turning to Ana, he seems to give her a questioning look.
Ana raises an eyebrow at him, her arms crossed before looking to the tan skinned girl that recently patted his shoulder, studying her, the white hair and pink eyed combination mixing with her tan skin to remind her of someone she knows…coincidentally named Stella, like the girl here before Varali. “What is it?” She questions Alex, directing her gaze back at him.
“Um…I heard….the word….’okay’…and…muffled things before…and after that?” Alex says in an innocent and questioning tone, taking awkward pauses, and some of his words slightly drawn out.
Ana pauses, looking back to the stranger known as Varali, “Alex is full out deaf, we used….I don’t know, some fucking spell to allow him 24 hours of sound, and now that’s kinda fading or some shit. Slowly…almost completely.” The blonde looks back to Alex, “Can you read lips at all?”
Alex tilts his head, Ana repeating what she said, making sure no hair was in the way of her mouth, as well as speaking clearly, loud enough, and not doing something stupid like speaking really slowly and drawing out words as if it’d make him understand better.
Alex looks up, as if processing that, “Um…something about lips…wait she said things would be….okay? I think…? Or ask if I was okay maybe?”
Ana nods to this, Elijah watching the conversation, feeling bad for Alex, now it might be difficult to communicate with other people in the room.
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Alex frowns a bit, his hearing almost completely out, a loud ringing sound in his ears suddenly starting up. Elijah frowns a bit as well. He remembers the American Sign Language alphabet…but he’s a bit sloppy with it. He knows a few signs like thank you, no, and yes, but that’s it, he’s no where near fluent, but then again neither is Alex…but Alex still knows more than he does. Ana is okay with the alphabet, but her knowledge is pretty limited beyond that, so she’s likely to act as his interpreter, although Alex will have to spell things out letter by letter for her. Given that Alex can’t read lips, and once is hearing is completely set back, he is completely deaf rather than HOH or profoundly deaf, Ana will have to tell him what others say. Although, Ana can also lend her hearing to Alex, given the fact that they are soul twins.
“My…hearing’s almost…uh…g-gone, Ana…” Alex says, talking slowly, being overly self conscious of how he sounds.
Ana looks down slightly at him, the blond girl making sure he sees her nod in acknowledgement.
Meanwhile, Elijah looks around at everyone else in the room, noticing the new, seemingly Irish, girl tapping on the wall and holding beads that were once around her neck, raising his eyebrows curiously. He notes that it seems as if she’s blocking everyone else out to focus on what she’s doing. He’s not gonna question it though, he just turns his attention back to the others and thoughts of possible escape. Or even…when the next terrifying event will happen, and how many people will or will not die this time.
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Name: Anabelle “Ana” Corette Estelle
Gender: Cisgendered female
Age: Somewhere between early-mid 100s…maybe really early 200s? She doesn’t keep track really. But physically, she’s about 16, 17 at the most.
Species: Human
Looks: Wavy, long, pale blonde hair, bangs covering left eye, black streak in the bangs. Ana has generally fair skin, as well as light but pale green eyes. She stands at about 5’3. Body wise, she has a pair shaped body, being that she has quite nice, shapely hips, wider than her shoulders, making her curves stand out even more, as well as giving her a bit of bigger thighs but not in an unattractive way, rather just making her legs look a bit on the stronger side, but it fits in with her looks quite well. Her collar bone is also quite defined.
Outfit: A long, fitting along the top, long sleeved red dress, the neckline is only low enough to show off her collarbone. The bottom of the dress is torn up looking, and under her dress she has leggings going to just above her knees. She has durable looking combat boots as well.
Other: She has the ability to manipulate shadows/darkness. She can make her shadows solid, but doing so for too long can make her loose energy, especially if it’s a large thing or she’s doing more than one thing at once.
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Ana looks over to Dayla, a little surprised to see another one of them here. Then she notices how Dayla introduced herself. Right, she probably should too. “Hey bitches and bastards, I’m Ana Estelle, Ana is obviously pronounced as Anna as you can hear by me peaking, but only has one N.”
Alex nods with a smile also having kindly at Dayla, Elijah just being happy it worked without hurting anyone. Alex notices that…his hearing is starting to slowly fade out. The spell must be wearing off…oh well, Ana could interpret his signing.
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Alex and Elijah both begin thinking hard, remembering the spell and being careful to get the pronunciation just right…
A fair skinned girl with wavy and long but manageable, pale blonde hair appears, her bangs covering her left eye with a black streak going down them. She sits up, she’s wearing a fitting, long sleeved red dress with a torn up bottom and black leggings reaching just above her knees under said dress. The neckline isn’t too low but it does show off her collar bone. She seems to have a nice, flat stomach and a pair shaped body, her shoulders being narrowish average, having decent curves and somewhat thing arms, her hips then add to her curves, being nicely shaped, also giver her a bit of stronger looking thighs but not enough so that it stands out. She sits up, rubbing her head as if it hurts, opening her eyes to show – well the right one that;s visible – that they are a pale, light green color. She appears to have both a confused and pissed off expression simultaneously. She then spots Samuel, Velia, and Elijah, running over to them, seeming to be around 5’3 upon standing up.
“What the fuck guys?! You’re fucking trapped here?! And I am too?! I would punch a wall but i don’t fucking feel like bleeding and…dear god there are too many people for my liking here….” the girl exclaims, seeming to jump from one topic over to another, related or not, quite quickly. Not to mention her seemingly fowl mouth.
“Ana….please try to watch your language…” Alex mutters.
The girl, now known as Ana, glares at him, but then her eyes widen, “Wait, you heard that?”
Alex looks up, remembering that the day before coming here they used a spell…to allow him to regain his hearing for 24 hours. He looks up slightly at his soul twin, “Well it seems that the spell has yet to wear off.”
((Neoma, just gonna make it that we used a spell on him to temporarily un-deafen Alex because Samuel referred to Ana as his Soul Twin which only happened after the deaf thing and—))