Penelope Baron
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Posts: 27
Age: 16
Year: 2
Talent: Tattoo Artist
Alias: Cassandra
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Post by Penelope Baron on Oct 7, 2015 17:21:13 GMT
It had been a few days since Monokuma first kidnapped them. There was no sign of rescue either. There was no food and people were getting really hungry. The thing that bothered Penelope most though, was the boredom. There was nothing left to do on this ship. They had already searched for a way off (with no results). No rock went unturned. Now there was nothing left to do on the ship, and that frightened her. As long as people stayed busy they were less likely to try and hurt each other for a way out. If they gave into the rules and tried to graduate then everyone would be in danger. The fact that she was thinking that someone might do something lead her to believe that others were thinking of this too. Penelope had wandered throughout the entire ship today. She ended up hanging out by herself in the dining hall. Since there was no windows she could pretend that if she went outside there would be land. This illusion would have been better if she could not feel the slight movement of the boat moving through the waves. The shsl tattoo artist craved something new to happen. She currently was lying down on the bar, her hands behind her head like a pillow and one leg dangling off the edge in case a storm hit and she was sent flying. She had spent enough time falling to the ground to last her a lifetime. The bar was not the comfiest place to rest, but it was something she has not done yet. Hearing the door open, Penelope pushed her body up so that she was no longer laying down. If it was Monokuma she didn't want him to think she was sleeping here. Elizabeth Steig |
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Elizabeth Steig
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Posts: 20
Age: 16
Year: 2
Talent: Maid
Alias: Michelle
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Post by Elizabeth Steig on Oct 9, 2015 5:31:44 GMT
[attr="class","base"] [attr="class","tagger"]  [attr="class","base2"] [attr="class","borderline"] [attr="class","postarea"] How many days have passed since she's been stuck on this ship? The pain in her stomach was increasing each day, she didn't know why she would go to the dining hall everyday. There obviously wasn't going to be any food today either, but instead of food there was a pleasant surprise when she opened the doors. It was Penelope, the Tattoo Artist that she'd manage to fall head over heels for in just a few days. In her line of work is was pretty much forbidden to fall for her employers, no matter the circumstances. Nothing could hold her back now though, she was completely free to act on her feelings. Taking her first steps into the hall, she attempted to start up a conversation with Penelope.
"H-Hey Penelope, what a-are you doing here?"
Her face was reddening as she turned away, trying to avoid eye contact. Just having their eyes meet for even a second would probably kill her. Usually Elizabeth wouldn't be this neverous around other girls, the difference is Penelope was special. Liz wanted to be special to her too.
"Did you come because y-you were hungry too?"
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Penelope Baron
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Posts: 27
Age: 16
Year: 2
Talent: Tattoo Artist
Alias: Cassandra
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Post by Penelope Baron on Oct 9, 2015 16:05:47 GMT
It was the cute maid she woke up next to on the first day. Penelope was worried that first day that something might have happened to her and that she might not wake up. When she did Penelope let out a mental sigh of relief. After the initial panic caused my monokuma, everyone had gotten to know each other a little more. Penelope started noticing her more and more. She began to feel things she has never felt before. She felt happy and nervous, shy but excited. Penelope had wanted to get closer to her but every time she thought of approaching her, her mind went blank. Now was her chance! think Penelope, think! "You have beautiful eyes." She whispered. NO! that's going to make you seem weird and desperate! quick, think of a recovery. "I mean.. FRIES! yes, I was hungry for some fries so I came to look for some. There's none heheh..." She said nervously, looking away, trying to ignore the creeping blush on her face. She failed to notice Elizabeth's nervous reaction in the process. Smooth. Shut up brain! it's not my fault she has eyes as blue and deep as the ocean! Penelope jumped down from where she was sitting and walked over to Elizabeth, "So... how are you holding up?" Elizabeth Steig |
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Elizabeth Steig
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Posts: 20
Age: 16
Year: 2
Talent: Maid
Alias: Michelle
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Post by Elizabeth Steig on Oct 12, 2015 6:51:15 GMT
[attr="class","base"] [attr="class","tagger"] [attr="class","base2"] [attr="class","borderline"] [attr="class","postarea"] Penelope seemed quite nervous as well, which was quite relieving. Was she interested in her as well? It's hard to tell really, she had never been in a situation where the feelings were mutual. Even though Elizabeth was already so hooked on Penelope, she couldn't help but feel scared. Her family issues in her past might be holding her back if she wanted to get into some sort of relationship, but hopefully Elizabeth could learn to be a stronger person with somebody by her side.
"I, uh. I-I've been doing okay. It's just starting to get a l-little rough without any food.."
There was something she was interested in eating thoug-- wait the rating on this wouldn't allow that!
"S-Since we're spending so much time on this ship w-want to uh.. s-spend some time together and get to know each other?" [attr="class","borderline"] [newclass=.base]width:300px;[/newclass][newclass=.base2]background-color:#FFF;width:300px;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.tagger]z-index:10;position:relative;right:0px;webkit-transition: 500ms ease-in-out; -moz-transition: 500ms ease-in-out; -o-transition: 500ms ease-in-out; transition: 500ms ease-in-out[/newclass][newclass=.base:hover .tagger]right:95px;webkit-transition: 500ms ease-in-out; -moz-transition: 500ms ease-in-out; -o-transition: 500ms ease-in-out; transition: 500ms ease-in-out;[/newclass][newclass=.tagger2]z-index:5;position:relative;bottom:50px;width:90px;text-align:center;font-family:arial;font-size:9px;[/newclass][newclass=.borderline]width:300px;border-bottom:5px solid #000;text-decoration:none;[/newclass][newclass=.postarea]width:290px;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;[/newclass] |
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Penelope Baron
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New Member
Posts: 27
Age: 16
Year: 2
Talent: Tattoo Artist
Alias: Cassandra
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Post by Penelope Baron on Oct 12, 2015 18:51:25 GMT
Her face grew warm at the thought of Elizabeth wanting to know more about her. A slight giggle escaped her lips, as she tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. Even though she could barely even look at the girl through the veil of her own nerves acting up, Penelope couldn't help but notice Elizabeths speech pattern and reddened face. The butterflies in her stomach seemed to quicken their pace at that perception. "S-Sure, that sounds great." Penelope nervously replied. It was great, fantastic even! now she could learn even more about the lil cutie in front of her! Penelope wanted to know everything about her: what type of books did she read, what type of food did she like, does she have any siblings, etc, etc. She took the girl by the hand and sat them both next to two seats that were next to each other. "So, how did you become a maid?" She asked. Not letting go of her hand, instead placing it on her lap, gently stroking the maids hand with her thumb. Elizabeth Steig |
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