Snowed in

Jason

Shaking the snow off of his dark brown hair, Jason walked slowly towards the crowd, that was chattering nervously. As he was in the shadows, nobody could see him. Quietly, he observed for a moment. All of them seemed rather concerned about the storm. He smiled grimly. This was going to be fun.
He gripped his knife in his right hand, and threw his knife at one of the girls. Damn. It thunked into the wall right next to her head. Growling in frustration, he slinked back into the shadows, unseen.

Hey, guys? I'll be gone for a few days, so don't think I'm giving this story up when I don't post- Okay? Okay.

Wish me luck! (please?)

~MKate

Hey, Emma? Can you tell me which girl it was? Or was it another girl that no one has like an extra so I know how to pick this up?

~peanut~

Any girl. It doesn't matter

I'm dropping out. Sorry Princess, it was a good idea, but I'm a bit bored o///o

Thanks for letting me join! You can obviously kill me off right away.



Thanks!
Nutty

*Forest*

I don't know where we are going but it is starting to get dark. We haven't counted so I'm not sure how many people we have. I think we split up but the details are fuzzy. Communication isn't the best right now. And I don't think we should have let Morgan come.
"Sam," I ask the boy that is leading me, "are you sure this is a good idea. I mean what about the others?"
"What about them? They didn't want to help so we have to." He doesn't look at me. There is a strange glow from the lights above the doors, it gets darker as we approach the part of the building that has collapsed. I'm surprised Morgan hasn't said anything, she sounded bored when we found her in the hallway. She wanted something to do but I don't think this was it.

Hi, I'm back- miss me?

~Morgan

It was getting darker, soon the only light we had was from Sam's flashlight. I'd wanted something to do, hadn't I? Well, I found something.

The air around me seemed to thicken and become hard to breathe, the hall felt as though it was getting smaller and more cramped as we walked forward towards the collapsed part of the building. My throat tightened and I felt my head start to swim, I stopped and leaned agianst the wall, taking deep, ragged breaths.

"What happened? You okay?" The flashlight beam fell on my face and I raised my other arm to block the light. "I'm... fine." I said, and pushed off the wall- "You're fine," I told myself (not out loud, of course- I didn't want them to think me any crazier than they probably already did) "The walls are not getting smaller, you're in a perfectly breathable hallway. If they can breathe in here, so can you." I followed the beam of light and fought hard with my rising panic.

Then suddenly, we stopped.

And saw...
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Anyone care to continue? Oh, and if you're wondering what's wrong with Morgan, remember, she's a bit claustrophobic.

*where am I*

*Um, maybe organizing a search party to find out who threw that knife, maybe?*

last post I made I was outside... but with a different group that the one above. I could just continue as if I'm alone, or with other, non writer controlled characters.

*Sorry, we've got to get more organized.* ^^

I know it is late, but can I join. Delete me if I can't. Let's just say my character was in her room.

Name: Ebony Knight

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Personality: She is a cool figure who has grown up on the stage in broadway. She is a well known figure and relitivly famous, and a bit of a drama queen.

Appearance: http://www.istockphoto.com/stock-photo- ... th-hat.php

Worst fear: Death and blood.

Other: since she is famous she has abit of an attitude. She really is a good person, though.

Ebony

I walked into the hall where a group of people were talking.

"Sam, what are we going to do?" A girl asked. She had brown hair and my definition of the most dull grey eyes I had ever seen.

The one called Sam turned to look at me, the others did as well.

"Who are you?" A boy with a australian accent said.

"I know you, your Ebony Knight! Broadways newest star!" A red-head said.

"Your Ebony Knight?" Sam asked.

"In the flesh." I said. Apparently I had been in my room longer than I thought. My stomach growled. "Can a girl get something to eat around here?" I asked.

"After we do inventory." A boy with blue eys and brown hair said.

"Who are you all?" I asked.

"I am Sam."
"Forest."
"Jason."
"Morgan"
"Jack."
"Desmond."
"Abby."
"Alyss."
"Isabel."
"James."

They all said. One by one. "Is this all of you?" I asked.

"We think." Jack said.

"Well, as I am trapped in here, what can I do to help?" I asked.