Soap?
- Locked due to inactivity on Aug 4, '16 4:19pm
Thread Topic: Soap?
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Selsel you on?
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Present and ready to soap,
sirma'am! -
Lol ok, charries? I haven't done this in a while so you'll have to start...
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What's the plot, though?
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Name: Zenna
Age: 14
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A secret organization, stronger and more powerful than any publicly known government organization in the United States, called the Anonymous, is slowly losing agents. Why? Every Anonymous agent is under the age of twenty-one.
Desperate for new recruits, Anonymous checks every orphanage and foster home in the country. They find a few decent recruits, but not enough to keep the program running.
Anonymous begins watching students in high schools and middle schools for their talents and any special abilities that may help them if they were to become agents.
Plot (by you)
Name: Skyler (of course)
Age:13 -
OH NO IT'S THE RETURN OF SKYLER.
Zenna sat on the bunkbed in the room she shared with her sister. Ugh... I so need my own room... Her sister was six, and annoying as ever. Especially tonight, singing songs from her favorite TV shows and playing with Barbies on the floor. -
xD MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA you can make a nickname for her if ya want.
Skyler sat on the counter that surrounded her room wall. The room was square, soundproof, had posters, collages, pictures, you name it- of her favorite bands. There was a counter (or bar/shelf?) that surrounded the entire east wall. There was a window on the north wall. She was wearing jeans, and a Pink Floyd shirt tied around her waist with a hair tie. She picked up her Gibson and started to check if it was still in tune out of habit. -
Zenna banged her head against the wall. "Shut... up."
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Of course it was tuned, it was always tuned. But today it wasn't. "Oh well" she thought. She began to tune it back up. Humming softly. " something In the way she moves something In the way she moves me, I don't want to leave her now you know I believe in how" she sang softly.
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Her sister looked up at her. "I'm telling Mom!" She ran out of the room.
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She began playing once she tuned the guitar. She automatically started to at the song that began it all. "Wish You Were Here" as she got to the verse, she started to tear up- this song brought back so many memories that pained her to think about. Yet her fingers instinctively moved to the places they needed to go to make the notes as crisp and clear as her memories. She started to cry "great, now my makeups all smudged" she said. And played a little more softly. Yet she didn't stop playing.
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"MOM! Zenna yelled at me!" Zenna heard the first grader tattling. She sighed.
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(as being predictable me I suggest that they start showing supernatural abilities, nothing special- but enough to set them apart from the others)
She finally ended the song and dabbed her eyes with a tissue "great" she sighed. Skyler readjusted her shirt and looked at her wall. She lifted her hand and stuck back a corner of a poster that hung on her wall. -
(Gotcha.)
Her sister walked back into the room a few minutes later. "Hmph. Mom agreed with you."
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