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[Quest RP] Alanis's Childhood

Firegirl

Lord of Altera
Jumping on the bandwagon of everybody else doing this, I figured it would be nice to flesh out my character's backstory as well.

The young Alanis is trapped on a ship. Not really trapped, but the boat heading to the new World and there's nowhere else to go. A few crew mates wander around barking orders and swearing, a deck boy scrubs the deck, servents mill around. Some kids laugh around and play. The salty sea breeze tugs at her hair it is around elven am, and she's deciding what to do.

<Go bug one of the crew members.

<Go bug your parents.

<Go see if the other kids want to play with you.

<Go bug the Captain.

<Find something else to do.
 

Firegirl

Lord of Altera
< Kiss every single boy in sight >
Alanis doesn't really think any of the boys are too intrested in her.

< Be social child, go play with the other kids.
Alanis skips over to the other kids. Most of them are boys, but some of them are girls.

"Can I play with you guys?" Alanis asks shyly.

The lead boy, a boy with blond hair and blue eyes. Glances at Alanis and said's, "Shove off Knife-Ear, we don't play with your kind."

<Insult the boy.

<Deck the boy in the kisser.

<Run away and cry.

<Something else.
 

Firegirl

Lord of Altera
<Declare him a heretic, while raising thy hand to smite this vilest of sinners>
Alanis's face contorts into anger. "Your a heretic!" She shouts, raising her hand to strike the boy. However when she brings her hand down, the boy instead steps to the side. Several of his friends start to crowd around you. . .

<Run away and flee!

<Try to fight them fist to cuff.

<Try to find an object to beat them with.

<Call on one of the crew members.

<Something else.
 

Firegirl

Lord of Altera
<Fight back
Alanis choses to fight back. She punches one of the other boys, and they all start wailing on her. They beat and punch her for a bit, before the crew members rush over and break them apart. One of them calls Alanis's mother and father, and they stride over with heavy and disapointed faces.

<Blame the blond haired jerk for starting it.

<Try to wiggle free of the crew member that's holding you.

<Try to punch the blond haired boy.

<Try to spit at the blond haired boy.

<Cruse at the blond haired boy.

<Other.
 

Firegirl

Lord of Altera
<Blame the blond, then spit at him
She shouts "He started it!" And spits on him It lands on his face, and the boy glares at Alanis. All his friends claim Alanis started it, and her parents look at her and ask what happened.

<Say he started it!

<Keep quiet and take the blame.
 

Firegirl

Lord of Altera
<Say he started it!
"He started it! He called me a Knife-Ear!" She shouts. Her parents frown, not beliving her. The other kids lob againt her and say that she called him a fat pig.

<Continue to try to defend yourself.

<Take the punishment.
 

Firegirl

Lord of Altera
<Continue to try to defend yourself
She successfully mangages to turn the argument around and convince her parents that the blond haired boy started it by calling her a Knife-Ear. The blond hairs parents come over to take him away, and she goes to the ship's doctor for assessment.

The doctors checks her over, and discovers several bruises and scrapes, but that's all. He bandages the bleeding scrapes and sends her off. For the day, she's stuck in her cabin grounded.

<Look around your families cabin.

<Try to find some toys to play with.

<Try to find something to draw with.

<Find something other to do.
 

Firegirl

Lord of Altera
>Draw on the dolls, make her fun again.
She draws on the dolls, but then get's bored of that. She looks around, trying to figure out what to do.

<Try to escape your punishment room.

<Do something with the dolls.

<Draw again.

<Bang on the door to see if your parents will let you out.

<Other.
 
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