• Guest, you're invited to help build our new TBT time capsule! It contains three parts, with some of its elements planned to open in 2029 and others not until the distant future of 2034. Get started in 2024 Community Time Capsule: Blueprints.

[Roleplay] The Exiled - MOOOOOOOOOOOOO

"The Arts? What did you do in 'The Arts'?" I ask, since I have no idea what the **** 'The Arts' is.
 
"... Sculpting, painting, drawing..."

... He's very.. pushy...? Is that the word for it..?
 
"Ooh, so that's what 'The Arts' is..." I blush slightly when I realized I said that aloud.

"...I didn't m-mean to say that aloud... Anyways, that seems pretty cool."
 
I laugh softly. "You didn't know what they were..? ... cute..."

(( i had to))
 
"W-what?" My blush becomes redder. "I knew what they were! And I'm not cute!"
 
Last edited:
I smile. "It's alright if you don't know things, there's nothing wrong with it. And yes, yes you are."
 
"..." I pull up the hood on the jacket I was wearing to hide my blushing face.

"...I never went to a proper school... So I don't know much about school-related things..."
 
"Ah..." .. Oh gosh he's really cute when he blushes..

"'Proper School'..?" I tilt my head. "... How far did you get in education..?"
 
"...I was home schooled... until... my parents died... when I was 12. After that... I stopped going to school." I struggle to not cry as I talk to Ceph.
 
"..." I hug Mark tightly. "... Not having family, it must've been hard on you..." I smile weakly.

After dad left, I still had mom, at least...
 
Ceph hugs me and I hug him back, but I make sure not to cry or seem too depressed. Why is this still bothering me? It happened a long time ago...

"...I was okay...without them... I still had my brother, and he took care of me..."
 
"... But it wasn't the same, right?" I whisper. "If you feel the need to let it out, let it out.."
 
Oh ****, I'm being an emotional wreck... in public.

I break away from Ceph's embrace. "I-it was f-fine."
 
My eyes widen, startled. "Mark..."

I wrap my arms around him once again. "... How about we finish our food and head back to your room? We'll be able to talk privately there..."
 
Last edited:
"...I..." Really should talk to someone about this... but...I can't.

"...rather not talk about it anymore... I'm sorry." I begin to turn and roll away from the table, and as I do, I begin to cry.
 
Last edited:
"... No..."

I chase after Mark, pulling him into a hug from behind. (( Yes I know that he's in a wheelchair let me have this ))
"... Please don't cry alone..."
 
"Ceph... L-leave me alone." I push Ceph's arm away from me, and try to make it back to my room before he can catch me again.
 
"... What part of 'don't cry alone' don't you understand..?" I smile weakly.

I follow Mark once again. "Gotcha.." I pull him into a tight embrace. "I'm not letting you go.." I murmur, "... even if you're going to hate me for this..."

I kiss Mark softly. (( <--- yes hi dumb thing ))
 
Back
Top