Fugitives

Alright new storybook! Yay....*clears throat* anyways. I had an idea that we could each have done something or been BLAMED for something and been in jail! Then we like escape. Or we haven't been and jail and people are just looking for us. Sorry if this seems weird, I just watched that movie Fugitive with Harrison Ford so...haha...anyways. Profile!!!!! Okay so like the police are after the people so they have to survive and hide and run away....you know its like a FUGITIVE!!!!!!!! hahaha

Name:

Age:

Sex:

Family, relationships:

Crime/why a fugitive:

Location:

Yay! Lets have fun!

Name: Ella Martinez

Age: 19

Sex: Female

Appearance: Long dark brown hair with natural highlights. She has brown almost black eyes that are haunted with a dark past. She is 5'8 and slender. She wear a dark tank top and black cargo pants.

Family/relationships: None. She has been alone since age 15.

Crime: She has been accused of assassinating one of the countries greatest leaders.

Personality: Tough and wild. She doesn't trust anybody. Silent and vicious.

Location: Top security prison in Washington D.C

Other: Up for love if you can handle her.

Name: Trent Jackson

Age: 15

Sex: Male. Shaggy blond hair and light blue eyes. He is skinny and and has a very straight smile.

Family, relationships: His parents died when he was thirteen, they were killed by a murderer who had come in his house at night. His little sister, (now 13) was taken to foster care after he went to jail.

Personality: He always wants revenge. He has a bad temper, and can be kind of mean at times. He seems tough on the outside, but he's really crying on the inside.

Crime/why a fugitive: After his parents murder, he went after the guy, and "accidentally" killed the wrong guy, the right guy, and the right guy's family.

Location: In a jail in boring Iowa (no offense Iowans)

Other: Totally NOT up for love at the moment only if a girl will change his attitude XD

Name: Hallie Woods

Age: 14

Sex: Female

Family, relationships: Orphan, she thinks she has no living family, but she does...it was just kept from her...on purpose, as to not scare or harm her...

Crime/why a fugitive: Blamed for the mass murder at her orphanage. Everyone but her was killed (I will explain why in time...xD)

Location: A small-town jail in drowsy Ohio.

Personality: Shy, quiet, with a nasty temper and sarcastic attitude at times. Vicious if on her bad side; would give her life for anyone, though because she feels she's worthless. If you need a shoulder to cry on, she'll be there, despite how she seems.

Looks: Slightly wavy dark brown hair, and sea green eyes. Pale skin that has a white glow to it. Thin, slender, and 5'5. Always wears a heart-shaped locket cracked down the middle, never takes it off for the life of her.

Up for love: Depends...

Um shouldn't you make the ages more realistic for this storybook?

Name: Marley Dwalavyn

Age: 17

Sex: Female

Appearance: 5'4" with short black hair and silver-gray eyes, Marley has a two-inch scar beneath her left ear she got falling down the stairs as a baby. She wears mostly dark clothes and jeans with pockets on the sides. Always wears a silver ring on her right-hand middle finger that her mother gave to her.

Family, relationships: Marley has been living with her grandparents Ted and Margaret Dwalavyn, parents died when their ship disappeared off the coast of Iceland, no one knows what happened. Used to have a boyfriend, but that came to nothing a long time ago, she's still a little sore over it.

Crime/why a fugitive: thought to have stolen a large amount of money from a rich woman she once babysat for- there is no proof that she didn't do it, and without substantial proof, she is sent to prison for a five-year sentence. (couldn't think of anything more exciting- sorry)

Location: A jailhouse in Brinston (made it up), New York - country part of the state.

Other: Is a very quiet, withdrawn sort of person, but is friendly and outgoing with friends. Has a short temper if you provoke her, and is very good at taking things apart (her father used to be a mechanic). And yes, she's up for love.

How's that? I'm a first-timer to the whole storybook thing

Princess, I am fine with my character the way it is. It's supposed to be like that. There's a reason.

Oh okays^.^

Name: William Allen Bridge Jr.


Age: 18


Sex: Male


Family, relationships: Father(William Sr. 45) Mother(Sarah 43) and little sister(Jennifer 15). William hasn't spoken to his family in seven months.

Appearance: Stands about 5'11. Has thick messy brown hair and brown eyes. William hasn't shaved in 3 months and has scruffy facial hair. He is currently wearing brown cargo pants and a forest green army t-shirt. He has a lean muscular figure.

Personality: William is always on edge. He is a nervous person and never drops his guard. He's a kind enough person who cares for others, but has learned to mind his own business.

Crime/why a fugitive: Is believed to have committed multiple armed robberies and killed 7 civilians and one police officer. Unfortunately William has not committed crime, he is being framed.


Location: Currently on the run in New York. He is in the small town of Camillus.

So can we start?

LETS START!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Alright!! xD

Starting!

Rain splattered Ella's face as she raced towards freedom. Alarms blared and people shouted, but all of it was a blur. Her face was contorted in determination as briers scratched and cut at her orange prison clothes.
Spitting hair out of her mouth, she cleared the 20ft fence, ignoring the barbed wire as it slashed open her palms.
And suddenly, she was free. Laughing like a carefree schoolgirl, she raced off into the woods.

Sorry I wasn't able to post earlier- I've got a large family and only one computer hooked up to the internet... which means a lot of waiting.

Marley Dwalavyn

Marley slipped through the revolving doors and blended into the milling crowd- Nervously she pulled the strings of her hood tighter and plunged further into the swarm of people. When she had gone a safe distance from the building she paused for a moment at the corner of an alley. Breathing deeply, she scanned her surroundings and forced her heart to beat at a slower rate. She had to look natural, she had to be calm... Were they following her? Did they know where she was at this very moment? She must get out of New York- she must disappear and her memory be forgotten. She must!
Suddenly there was a commotion, the crowd was being parted- a man was yelling orders, she saw the flash of police lights, and the whine of sirens. Panicking, Marley ducked into the alley and ran until her chest heaved and she stumbled over the uneven blacktop. But she couldn't stop, she had to keep going, she had to get away. "Oh, what have I done?" Marley whispered hoarsely, and pushing off the wall, began to run again.

Trent Jackson

Trent stared at the cold gray walls around him. He turned his head to the silver bars that kept him enclosed from the world...that kept him from ripping anyone who had known about the plot to kill his parents apart.
His mind thought about his little sister, Caitlyn, and wondered if she was alright, and where she was. He missed his family, and wished none of this had happened, and that he would be free... if only...that man hadn't killed his family.