Soap Idea :)
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Thread Topic: Soap Idea :)
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Plot: in a small town there is an amusement park, old fashioned with cobble stone roads, street urchants and beggers and they sound of horse carriages riding past, this is the life of Evangline(me)who travels with the circus, the life of a century that past long ago and where the technology of today is unknown, she thinks this is all there is to the world, but is proved wrong when I boy from the modern world escapes into this place, on a mission to find freedom and live peacefully in this strange world, he joins the circus and travels with them soon, he meets the girl and the two fall in love, but will the secret of her past endanger them? Will he be able to accept love? And how long can they runaway from the truth?
I'm Evangline :3
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I really like the plot idea.
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Awesome, charries?
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Sure.
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Name: Evangeline Watson
Age: 15
Looks: Very wavy, thick pure black hair that reaches waiste, large green eyes with specks of copper and gold, long eyelashes, a few freckles around nose, short but has long legs and has a birthmark that looks like a star on right shoulder
Personality: You'll see
Other: Ran away from home in frustration and joined circus, secrets will be revealed soon -
Name: Jake Lynder
Age: Whatever age of your character
Looks: Straight brown flippy hair, pale-ish blue eyes, and tannish skin
Hobbies: Juggling
Personality: You'll see. -
Not it!
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I sat in the wagon with all the other members of our travelling circus, the wagon rocked forwards and backwards and occasionally wobbled, the sound of horseshoes clicking against the cobble stone pavement was all that I heard, mos of the members chatted excitedly about the next show, I worked as a fortune teller, youngest fortune teller in town, I'm a hit but that's dangerous, they'll find me soon, all too soon. That's what I was told.
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I trudged through the streets, getting itchy from sweat. So far freedom wasn't what I thought. I ran away from my foster home in hopes of finding freedom but so far all I found was a small town with people who looked like hobos. But at least nobody could tell me what to do.
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I never knew my childhood, its always been a mystery, my furtherest memory is from when I was 13, I remember opening my eyes, it felt like the first time I ever opened them, the first time I'd awaked, the wagon halted at a small area, filled with little shops and stores, they'd allow us to use the money we'd earned to buy what we want or need, and after that we would set up the tents, I hopped out from the caravan, my long blue gypsy skirt dragging the floor, my many necklaces and charms moving against my black shirt as I walked and a thick scarf to keep me warm, I had the look of a Seer, of a fortune teller, and the folks here could see that clearly
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I stopped in front of an old looking store. I checked how much money I had left and decided I might be able to buy something in there. The door creeked open and a tiny sound of a bell chimed.
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I smiled as I saw my favourite store, it was older than any place here, paint crumbling and fading but it still was the best, I walked through the door and grinned at the familiar sound of the tiny bell, immediatly I went to the book section of the store, the musty smell of old moth eaten pages filled my senses.
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The place smelled pretty bad to me. Everything looked like what I would find in a King Arthur book I read. There were some shelves full of weird food-looking things and some shelves full of really old looking books.
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I sensed the presence of a stranger, not a stranger as someome I've never met, just a strange one, I spotted a boy not to far a way, I stiffled a giggle, what strange clothes he has? He must be a foriegner from Alasce.
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