What a Boring Day (open)

[Jill Donner]

“I don't hate you.. I just don't like that you exist”

The sun burned in its rightful spot in the middle of the peaceful sky. There were an absent of clouds, and any form of breeze today. It was peaceful actually to not have a bother in the world, nor a worry. Softly placing her arms behind her head, Jill took in the sweet, sweet rays of the sun. The simple life of living on your own was having no responsibilities for anyone else but yourself. This little factor was something Jill took advantage of. Laying there in what would be considered a swim suit around here, Jill allowed her body to soak in the natural warmth that the sun presented.

Stretching her entire body, Jill eventually managed up off the ground. It had seemed she had fallen asleep here last night…which was nothing out of the usual for Jill. Getting up off the ground and stretching every muscle within her body, Jill then began to wander over to the far end of the fields that was covered in trees. The day produced a natural heat that called all animals and people from their homes to adventure, and lucky Jill, her home was anywhere she wanted it to be. Humming to herself, Jill made her way over to a very tall but brilliantly green tree. This was typically where she stayed, and this is where she found her “friends.”

Slithering from the tree branches and into the grass, the creature’s colors were exposed. Of course there were more than one within the tree’s facilities, but only one came to greet her. “Hey you,” Jill smiled as she reached out her arm to allow the snake to slighter up her arms and around her neck. The snake population trusted no one more then Jill, just as Jill trusted no one more. Sneaky, vicious, cold blooded, and lethal…the two seemed just about the same species. Climbing into the tree occupied by over a dozen other snakes. Once reaching what seemed a pretty secure branch, Jill rested her small body across it. A few snakes here and there rested upon her or curled up with her like some kind of dog, but these were mainly the smaller ones. The much larger snakes such as anacondas or larger breed of boa’s were more on the guard for her.

Yawning in boredom, Jill observed the area around her…she really could care less about this place. Oblitus was merely a place where people were sent when no one have a crap about them anyone. Since coming here at age sixteen, Jill automatically separated herself from everyone else and herself a loner. The last thing she could handle is whining little kids, and the Dux’s trying to boss her around. That definitely wouldn’t have gone over well. So instead, Jill occupied her many years by causing small amounts of chaos within the Oblitus community…without getting caught of course. And she befriended all the snake population by now, such a simple life style lived by Jill, and nothing she would ever change.


Word Count: 503
Musical Inspiration: Skillet
Character's Emotions: Bored
Notes: Not the best post...Its so hard to start a thread with Jill.

[Noah White]

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He knew that he needed to face that man sooner or later. Destiny was calling hi. Noah had never believed it in. Inferior people always thought that fate was controlling their actions, that they were driven to them by some kind of ill-conceived spirit. Noah was not like them. Noah was the ruler of his life, he was the master of his fate and he controlled his actions. Yet, the fact that he had come across the same man that had exiled him didn't seem like a concidence. Especially now, now that Noah was becoming way too bored for everyone else's good. He needed to people to manipulate and hurt, and even though the Solus Orphans provided him occassionally with a fix of pain, he was steadily growing tired of hurting only them and a few animals.

So, Noah had already started doing one of the things he knew best. Planning ahead. Getting into the community again was out of the question, simply because Noah knew that they were going to exile him again on his first day. He wouldn't be able to resist the urge of hurting another child, he knew it. Since getting in there by himself was out of the question, he would have to find followers, or minions. Puppets seemed to be a better word, much more fitting. People that would rally to his cause, people that had no problem of hurting others and people that would gladly see him presiding over them.

But first, he had to find those puppets. And for that, he needed time and patience. For now, Noah was running around the forest. He had been doing this for quite a long time, occassionally taking small breaks to catch his breath before continuing his excercise with a mad sprint, as if he was running away from some kind of terrifying monster that was out for his blood.

He stopped as he reached the fields outside of the forest, now panting heavily. His white shirt was all soaked with sweat, a few drops of blood on it, probably from the scars that he had sustained after running around in the trees. He chuckled to himself as he thought that even the dark nature of the forest was giving him a clear message that he didn't belong here. Perhaps his personality was too dark, even for the Wicked Woods.

He unbuttoned his shirt, as he stepped towards a big tree, and rested his eyes on a rather marvellous sight. A pretty girl on a branch, in the company of nothing other but snakes. Oh, Noah was probably way too excited for his own good, mainly because of the snakes. He had always been fascinated by them. They reminded him of himself way too much.

Kneeling down, he pulled out a red rose from the ground and came into plain view, as he rested his grey-blue eyes on the girl. "And I could swear that fallen angels were nothing but a myth.." he said, flashing her with a seductive smirk.

[Jill Donner]

“I don't hate you.. I just don't like that you exist”

The day had grown into another tanning and relaxation one, just like the day before. Jill knew that she would have to do something with her time at some point…but really, what was there to do? Sure, there was occasional trouble she could create here and there, but besides that…nada. Her snakes were always friendly company, but sometimes Jill felt as though she was losing what little sanity she had left to them. Sitting up as a figure came into view from the other side of the field, Jill began curious, just as she always does. For a brief moment, Jill thought that like all the young children, the man would have walked away or not even seen her…But this was not the case. Though Jill seemed as though she wasn’t paying attention, she could see the man approaching the tree.

Even the snakes raised their heads slightly as the man approached, they were not entirely sure if this was a threat or not and neither did Jill. After the man finally spoke to her, Jill gave a soft smirk and looked over at the man. “And I could’ve sworn that pick up lines were left in the Oblitus population, which obviously by your looks…You are not a part of.” Jill took a moment upon herself to observe the man, there were a few things that were obvious to her, but there was a lot more details that he looks left out. Looking down at the rose he held, Jill almost found no interest in it, but she decided that she might as well do something with her time today.

Jumping down from the tree branch, Jill landed softly upon her feet. Jill had been complimented plenty of times while in Oblitus the first few hours, but she had learned to see past mere compliments now. She hated anyone trying to play her or get the better of her, it just didn’t happen that way. Not only is Jill very stubborn but she is also very lethal like her very many snake friends. The snake resting upon her neck began to smell the air with his tongue as Jill approached the man. It seemed as though the snakes were just as curious of this man as Jill was.

Without speaking a word, Jill circled around the man once to see what she was truly dealing with. Once returning to her original position, Jill smirked again. “Out casted hmm?” Jill took from her observations who this man possibly could be. Looking up at the man with her blue eyes, Jill took the rose from his finger tips, as she did so, the snake that had been resting upon her neck slithered up his arm slowly. He was not going to an attack or even a threat of any kind; this was merely Jill’s test of the man that would utterly explain his personality. If the man was anything like Jill and her snakes, this would actually turn out to be an interesting day.


Word Count: 525
Musical Inspiration: Riot, Three days Grace
Character's Emotions: Curious (like always)
Notes:

[Noah White]

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There were many adjectives that could summarize Noah pretty good. Selfish, arrogant, sarcastic, lonely, self-destructive. But there were a few others that capitalized his personality. Ambitious, manipulative, lethal, seductive. It was because of that, that Noah was not technically capable of making any real friends in the traditional sense of the word. However, by doing so, he got plenty of enemies. Which was fine by him... Lovers too. He was not unaccustomed to, nor would he turn down, a casual fling with a beautiful woman or the occasional cute solus orphanus. Needless to say, those relationships wouldn't last long, mainly because they didn't involve feelings (at least from his side), and they always ended with a death. Apparently not his.

Noah was pretty good at what he did, which was why he had kept himself alive that long. He would often smirk to himself, or frown whenever the prey was too easy for his taste. And judging by the girl's reaction, this one wasn't. A wicked grin appeared on his face, as he replied "Oh yes, the Oblitus population certainly lacks my amazingly good looks. Can't blame them, not everyone is perfect." He watched with mild amusement as the girl landed on her two feet after jumping off from that tree. Impressive, pretty impressive.

In his mind, battle lines were already being drawn. He would have to step it up. The pick up line he had used earlier was mearly a test. One that would show him whether she was worthy of his company. For the time being, she was doing good. He remained at the same spot, measuring her out. He would have to be ready for everything she would throw at him. He would have to charm her and manipulate her, and judging by the fact that she had already met him on an even ground... This was going very good.

As she circled around him, Noah kept his eyes fixed on her, occassionally turning his head to look at her as she moved. He was still standing tall, not taking a step away from his previous spot. He was the appex predator here, but for this time, he was going to let her stay in control. Give her a chance to show him what she was capable of.

She returned to her previous position. Noah hadn't spoken yet, though this was the opening he had been waiting for. "The most dangerous of them all, love." he said with another seductive smile. He let her take the rose from his fingers, as the snake made its way on his arm. Noah remained calm, his eyes fixed on her own. "If that's your way of saying hello, then I have to say, it's been done again and again. The snakes have come to fear me and worship me after all those years." he said, and flashed her with another smile. "Fear me because I am just like them. Worship me because I am better."

[Jill Donner]

“I don't hate you.. I just don't like that you exist”

[size=2Some things the man said amused Jill, such as the way he withheld his confidence, and saw himself as the master of fear. Her snake had been perfectly calm upon the man, he obviously didn’t trust the man though which gave Jill the knowledge that she should also…which wouldn’t be difficult seeing as she didn’t trust anyone. His cocky smile soothing words proved to work in his advantage for any other women, but he was sadly mistaken if he thought Jill was any other women.

Though Jill was curious about the man, it didn’t mean that she would fall down at his feet to worship. To hell with such a thought and any women who did so. Jill had a lot more to her then it seemed, but anyone who was smart enough wouldn’t just show all their capability up front…where was the fun in that? “Danger is merely perspective.” Jill really wasn’t buying into his show, she didn’t doubt that he could be lethal…but he shouldn’t doubt that she could be just as much. The man’s confidence possibly could be his down fall, but to Jill it was actually amusing, could such a person think so high of themselves? Obviously so. He hadn’t moved the slightest as she observed him, you could almost consider it a stand off without knowing that it even was.

Friends were something that hadn’t existed to Jill, beside her various snake friends. Family no longer existed, enemies ran by the dozens, and love….that was mere humor. Trusting and having actual emotion really didn’t happen with Jill. Emotions required trust, but mere fun and pleasure…required nothing at all. One thing that wasn’t the least bit common for Jill though was losing. She hadn’t only lost once in her entire life and that was when she lost her family…after such an event…she refused to lose ever again. From a simple race to even a standoff or fight….Jill was not the losing kind.

“Hello” Jill spoke slightly amused as the man made the assumption that allowing the snake on him was form of hello. She reached her hand up and allowed the snake to slither back upon her hand and up her arm securely. The mere talk of fear almost made Jill chuckle a bit but instead she merely replied back to his comment. “Depends on your allegiance, fear will only get you half way, while the motivation and trust to die for something or someone you believe in will take you all the way.” It was just like wars, sure you can get an entire army based off fear, but would that really compete against an entire army based off dying for a person or cause. Though he may claim that her snakes fear him, fear has a way of getting shattered into a million pieces.

Fear is merely a concept; she found no point in fearing something that you can control. Shrugging very slightly, Jill allowed the snake to slither off of her body and back onto the grass; afterwards he began to slighter back up the tree where the others had been resting. “Such a concept as fear does not work with me nor my snakes.” Biting her bottom lip, Jill then allowed her smile to return as her thoughts rambled on.

Curiosity came upon Jill once again, did women actually for all of this? Did they actually change their views to his own to “please” him. Jill couldn’t help but laugh a bit this time instead she didn’t merely smile…she actually did laugh. “Does this actually work on other females? Do they actually fall for such tricks? Gotta do a little better then this.” A slight smirk rested upon Jill's face, she was entertained by this man and enjoyed his company, but she refused to fall for such tricks that were over used and out dated.
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Word Count: 630
Musical Inspiration: n/a
Character's Emotions: Humored
Notes: