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| Topic Started: Jul 10 2008, 09:25 PM (69 Views) | |
| Kayley Porter | Jul 10 2008, 09:25 PM Post #1 |
 
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Kayley sat in the back of a wagon watching the countryside of the 1st Kingdom go by as her and a her Aunt left the 1st Kingdom for the 4th Kingdom to visit a desent relative's burial. This was the first time that Kayley would be returning to the Kingdom where she grew up and knew that barely no one crosses the border unless on a special occasion and this was one reason why. She often wondered how many border breakers had crossed them? She didn't know, but knew there was a good many. Lending onto the hay behind her watching the last village past them by in a flash not even have enough time to catch a mere glimpse of the town. As she scratch the top of Trixie's head glancing up to see the border growing larger as the wagon apporched the sign. She somehow felt happy once more as if the 4th Kingdom was calling her home. She laughed at the thought knowing it was silly thought, but amusing. 'Your now leaving the 1st Kingdom.' the sign said when they passed it Kayley caned her head in order to see the welcome sign of the 4th Kingdom which appeared as if it popped out of the ground, 'Your now entering the 4th Kingdom.' the new sign said as they passed it. Kayley glanced about at the new surroundings the rolling green hills to the cloudless blue sky above her. It left happy to her to be back in a descent memory that she once called 'Home'. The town of Beantown stood out before them as a charred black mark on the earth. Kayley jumped up to get a better look at her old hometown and wondered what happened since mostly the 1st Kingdom didn't care about neighboring Kingdom's crisis. Looking around as they past through the town seeing many people trying to restart and rebuild their lives and families. It was heartbreaking to see them going through this and wished that she could help them in some way. Once they reach her Aunt's house Kayley wandered off to get a better look at the town before the funeral. As Kayley walked along the high grassed sided of town with her dog Trixie following her closely. She remembered the place being alot better and cheerer. A abandon house could be seen in the afternoon shade of the trees. Kayley walked towards it seeing the faded name of Porter on the side of the door of course she went in. A sense of happiness drifted over her as a memory of seeing herself as a little girl following her mother around with a doll in her hands. Kayley walked to the mantel and picked up a small cup that was her mothers. She left the house and turned the cup over in her hands looking from it to the town knowing that those happy memories were now gone. As like the Happy Ever Times. Everything was going down hill now and like many she wanted the good times to come back as she handed a doll to the little girl, who dropped it. Kayley smiled for a moment before she continued to walk the streets of a once happy place that would be a mere memory in her mind. |
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| Payton Lionel | Jul 11 2008, 12:42 PM Post #2 |
 
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Payton took in a deep breath, his mind a jumbled mess at the ruins he had seen only once before--not too long after they had been made, in fact. It had been heart breaking then and now it was seemingly worse. All he wanted was to step down from his horse and peer at the town he knew--not the empty, destroyed town before him. Hayden and his mom had lived there shortly after a nasty split from their father. It hadn't been long after her split from their father and the revelation of Ashton, born from a different mother, that she too had moved out of the 1st kingdom to take refugee in the expanse of 4th. But that had been so very long ago--now his mother was gone, along with the home she had made for herself, and Payton had come back a second time to pick up the rest of the pieces. He rolled up the sleeves to his frayed, white button shirt as he tied his horse to a nearby, somewhat sturdy, hitching post. His eyes trailed up to the ruined building, only two of its four walls standing on the top and the room below was none too better. Running a hand through his hair, Payton simply wanted to do what he had come for and leave back for the other side of the kingdom. There he could be happy, with his brothers and with their little shop, and not have to worry or think about the sadness that came with this place. Payton was digging through the mess, searching for those memories that were hidden underneath. Anything that could be saved, anything that could be kept as a remembrance of the great woman that was taken from them. However, all the shuffling and movement had stirred up a cloud of dust and Payton could feel it catching in his throat as he coughed, head spinning slightly. He pushed to one of the large chunks of wall missing and stumbled out of it, doubled over slightly as he tried to catch his breath. It was only when his lungs and eyes started to stop burning that he noticed a woman. A blush reached his cheeks and he stood up straight, brushing off the dust from his clothes but failing to realize the dust on his cheeks. "I uh--I'm sorry. I didn't mean to block your way. That way, right?" Payton pointed to the left before stepping to the side and running a hand across his forehead. "There--you can pass. Not that you couldn't before...not that I'm the one to tell you when you can and cannot pass somewhere. Not..." Payton frown, his natural nervousness shining through as he shook his head and dust fell out around him. "I'm sorry." He repeated again. |
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| Kayley Porter | Jul 11 2008, 12:59 PM Post #3 |
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Kayley kept an eye out for nearly everyone including those who needed help. The town was in ruins and the once happy town was now gone from the view of passerbys. She sighed as she turned the corner seeing died bodies off to the side with the smells of death making her nearly gag as she passed them by quickly than usual. She stopped to help a poor couple get a heirloom from the ruins of their home. She looked down at her dog Trixie, who carried an old clip of a newspaper in her mouth. "What do you have Trix?" she asked kneeling down at her dog, who gave her the newspaper clip. Kayley stood back up reading the clip seeing something about Trolls taking over the 4th Kingdom and not since recently she heard about another crisis affecting the 2nd Kingdom. She was glad it wasn't this Kingdom and then she began to wonder if the King had been here lately. Wasn't someone going to help them? Kayley only hoped so as she walked around the corner almost running into a young man or a boy who was about a year younger than herself. "Sorry didn't see you." she said apologizing for almost running into him. "I think I know my way around. I used to live here." she replied with a smile. Kayley knew she wasn't going to get lost it was like a map inside her mind that showed her were to go. She was about to go when she stopped,"I hate to ask, but what happened here?" she asked not really believing in the newpaper clip at the moment. Edited by Kayley Porter, Jul 11 2008, 01:08 PM.
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| Clarissa Blue | Jul 12 2008, 09:19 PM Post #4 |
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Clarissa strode around the outskirts of the town, doing her best to look out away from it and not into the destruction. Her grandparents and mother and extended family had set up camp a ways away while they tried to rebuild their home. Well, most of them. Her father had had to travel to Kissingtown for work, their land destroyed as the trolls had come through. For centuries, before even the queens had split up the kingdoms, her family had worked that land and now salt had been sown into it and their whole way of life had been destroyed. Stopping, she picked a small white flower from the ground, lacing it into the crown of flowers she had gathered in her hands. It was childish, she hadn't done it in years but she needed something to get her mind off of everything else as she turned back into the town. She stood confused for a moment at the pairing in the rubble of the nearby house. Scavengers... They had been running rampant through the fallen homes searching for that priceless jewel that they could go sell. Not on her time. Stomping angrily through, she called out, looking less than intimidating with her crown of flowers placed on her head, "Excuse me! What do you think you're doing? This is still someone's home, you know, even if it has ransacked." Her hands on her hips, she looked from the girl down to the man her eyes narrowing and then brightening in recognition, her fists unclenching and falling from her hips. "A Lionel, right?" She said, remembering the mother and brother living here a while back. "I guess its okay that you're here then." Turning towards the other woman, figuring that if she was with him, it was fine that she was there as well. "Clarissa Blue." She introduced with a smile. "Names?" |
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| Payton Lionel | Jul 12 2008, 10:43 PM Post #5 |
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"Oh did you?" Payton asked with a hint of curiosity in his voice as he brushed dust from his clothes and hair. He paused, however, at her question and his face fell slightly. "You don't know then? Er...I thought it had already circulated throughout most of the kingdoms. But ahh..." Payton shifted uncomfortably in his spot--he didn't think he was willing to offer up that sort information to someone he knew--not so much because it was valuable but because he wasn't sure of her reaction. "It was trolls--they attacked Beantown and many others after the ah...mishap with King Wendell. You know of that, don't you?" Payton asked. But before she could answer, he heard a voice shout at the from a little ways off. Payton turned to look and an eyebrow arched curiously on his face. A blush crossed his cheeks as she neared them, spouting off accusations quickly. "Oh no, no...I know it is...mine, in fact. Mine." Payton said quietly, holding a hand over his own chest before his shoulders relaxed a moment later. "Yes--I am a Lionel. Payton. Payton Lionel. Clarissa, you say? I don't know if I know that name--you're not a scavenger are you?" Payton asked, a hint of humor in his voice. But it wasn't in him to joke on a usual basis so it could easily be misunderstood as an accusation too. Therefore he quickly shook his head, holding out his palms in surrdent. "No, no...I didn't mean you were I just...nevermind. I'll just change the subject, yes?" "This..." Payton looked towards Kayley apologetically. "I'm sorry, I actually don't know--what is your name? I'm afraid I didn't think to ask before." |
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| Kayley Porter | Jul 12 2008, 10:55 PM Post #6 |
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Kayley stood there looking around to see if anyone needed help in just about anything. Seeing no one she turned back to the boy watching him still dig through the rubble. He was probably after something, she started to help him move the beams away in the area that he was digging in. "Yes, born and raised here until my mother passed away then moved to the 1st Kingdom." she replied moving hay around so it would be better to dig for something. "News comes and goes always something new the next day." She hated people not paying attention to a crisis more and one day it was going to come back and hunt them. "Not really. Trolls? Why would they do that was it something with you know..the Queen?" she asked remembering something about it. She turned when she heard the same voice causing her to jump up seeing another woman coming towards them in a hurry. Kayley raised an eyebrow not really knowing what was going on. The girl was about Lionel's age and every worried as well. Kayley heard the girl introduce herself Clarissa. She had a friend down the 1st Kingdom named that and they were close. She was again confused between these two not knowing what to do or say at this point in time. When Lionel's voice turned to herself she looked at him. "Kayley Nevaeh. From the 1st Kingdom, but formerly from here." |
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| Clarissa Blue | Jul 15 2008, 12:06 AM Post #7 |
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Clarissa looked offended for a moment. How could she be a scavenger? Can't a person come into a stranger's delapidated home on their curiousity... on second though, she realized that she just might look like a scavenger and she felt better. "Hardly not. At least I don't think so. When I was little, I liked to go through people's cupboards when they weren't looking but that was long, long ago so I think I can see with certainty than I am not a scavenger. Not even the smallest bit." Thinking for just a second longer, she gave a firm nod of her head. Definitely not a scavenger. "I live - er, used to live down the road. Your mom bought her vegetables from my parents." She informed him with a smile. "You all look alike, did you know that? You, your brother, you mom - spitting images." It was only then that she realized that he had been kidding at first and not actually saying she was a scavenger and she relaxed completely. To some, Clarissa seemed a little odd. A little off. The truth was that she tended to think through her thoughts out loud, letting everyone in on the strange mental processes that most people kept to himself... which she then realized was also quite odd so maybe it fit after all. She thought over this for a moment wondering if the two strangers saw her as such. Did they think she was weird? Quirky? Did she care what they thought? She wasn't really sure. Maybe a little. Or was that indigestion? She somtimes got it and her own insecurities mixed up. "Its nice to meet you both. Welcome, I guess, to the remains of Beantown. Are we looking for anything in particular? I can help. I'm good at finding things." She told them happily, looking between the two for her first instructions. |
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