[ The feed starts off with a clear view of Allison's face - she offers a slightly awkward smile, before starting. ]
I guess it's kind of dumb to ask if there's any way out of here, huh? [ She shakes her head. ] We don't have cages and chains, but we're stuck here all the same. I guess it could be worse, but...
[ Well, she's not going to thank anyone for interrupting her life - or kidnapping her. ]
... It's still bad. Not a fan. [ She shakes her head again. ] I guess I don't know why I'm making this. There's no point, right? They're probably watching these, listening to them, doing check ups on us. Getting information and all that.
[ For what purpose is the question, but she doesn't have all the answers, or any of them, really. ]
Anyway - I guess if anyone's seen Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Isaac Lahey, Vernon Boyd, or Lydia Martin, I'd appreciate if you told me. They're friends from home, and who I was with last. They, [ see: Scott ] might know what to do, or something. It's just... confusing, more than anything else.
Bye, I guess?
[ click! ]
Third Person:
Well this is. Something. This is definitely something.
To be honest, Allison isn't quite sure what her reaction is. There's definitely fear, of course, but that's not necessarily what's overwhelming her senses. She would have mistaken this all for a dream - and is honestly still considering it - if only the pit in her stomach didn't feel so dang real. She's alive she's sure, and conscious even more.
Maybe it's just confusion. She's been kid... napped? But also given a car, and a house, and a variety of other things. Where's the sense in all that? Not only is she free to roam around, evidently, but they've given her a means of transportation, and protection. Who does that? What do they want? The questions are seemingly endless, and Allison can't quite wrap her mind around... anything.
Her training helped her prepare for a lot of things, no doubt. This was certainly not one of them.
It's when she's walking to the front door, eyebrows knitted in confusion, fingers shaking her keys together nervously, when Allison finally realizes the word she was searching for all this time - anxiety. Anxious. There's definitely a stir in her stomach as she thinks over all that she has at home - all relationships and responsibilities weighing on her back, which only seem to grow heavier and more important with each passing moment of realizations.
She's here. Not there. And she's not going to be there anytime soon.
"Shit."
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Re: allison argent ; teen wolf ; reserved
First Person:
[ The feed starts off with a clear view of Allison's face - she offers a slightly awkward smile, before starting. ]
I guess it's kind of dumb to ask if there's any way out of here, huh? [ She shakes her head. ] We don't have cages and chains, but we're stuck here all the same. I guess it could be worse, but...
[ Well, she's not going to thank anyone for interrupting her life - or kidnapping her. ]
... It's still bad. Not a fan. [ She shakes her head again. ] I guess I don't know why I'm making this. There's no point, right? They're probably watching these, listening to them, doing check ups on us. Getting information and all that.
[ For what purpose is the question, but she doesn't have all the answers, or any of them, really. ]
Anyway - I guess if anyone's seen Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Isaac Lahey, Vernon Boyd, or Lydia Martin, I'd appreciate if you told me. They're friends from home, and who I was with last. They, [ see: Scott ] might know what to do, or something. It's just... confusing, more than anything else.
Bye, I guess?
[ click! ]
Third Person:
Well this is. Something. This is definitely something.
To be honest, Allison isn't quite sure what her reaction is. There's definitely fear, of course, but that's not necessarily what's overwhelming her senses. She would have mistaken this all for a dream - and is honestly still considering it - if only the pit in her stomach didn't feel so dang real. She's alive she's sure, and conscious even more.
Maybe it's just confusion. She's been kid... napped? But also given a car, and a house, and a variety of other things. Where's the sense in all that? Not only is she free to roam around, evidently, but they've given her a means of transportation, and protection. Who does that? What do they want? The questions are seemingly endless, and Allison can't quite wrap her mind around... anything.
Her training helped her prepare for a lot of things, no doubt. This was certainly not one of them.
It's when she's walking to the front door, eyebrows knitted in confusion, fingers shaking her keys together nervously, when Allison finally realizes the word she was searching for all this time - anxiety. Anxious. There's definitely a stir in her stomach as she thinks over all that she has at home - all relationships and responsibilities weighing on her back, which only seem to grow heavier and more important with each passing moment of realizations.
She's here. Not there. And she's not going to be there anytime soon.
"Shit."
OTHER
Housing Request?: EDIT: there's an Isaac Lahey, who will be apping - I'd like if he and Allison could be together! :')
Did you read the rules and FAQ?: yes of course!!
Would you like your application to be unscreened?: sure!
Accepted
Congrats, your application has been accepted! Your character is now living at 1483 in Holly Heights, with a child slot. In order to get the ball rolling, here's what you need to do:
I hope you enjoy your stay here!