The Papermen (started/ Accepting)

Trixie Love

I looked around a little uncomfortable. Also I realized I was wearing sweats and a sweat jacket. They were like a light blue and very pretty. It was unusal for me to wear this type of clothing but oh well. I looked around at this undiscovered little world then I walked down a side road to see what was down there.

I seen a cottage and on the mailbox it said "The Love Home" so I assumed it was mine. I reached into a pocket of mine and realized I had a key in it. "Wow. This is strange." I mumbled to myself. Unlocking the door I stumbled inside. It was beautiful and not like my tastes at all. It had light purple walls and candles lit.

When I was done looking around, I smiled widely and walked outside. Someone was about to walk up and knock on my door. "Hi.." they said. I looked a little startled at first but I said hello and we began walking together.


If anyone wants to take that spot of walking with me and all that you can. Male or female.

"Hello..." Rhea started as they began to walk. "I-I'm so sorry. I just, I don't know where I am. Yours was the first house I saw, I really just need to know how I got here." As they continued to walk, Rhea continued to nervously jabber on. "All I know is that nobody knows me. My name is Rhea Bergen... or at least it is according to this book I found when I first woke up this morning. I have no memory for before that time, you see...?" Rhea pulled out the Paper-men journal and showed it to the stranger she had just met.

Ruby

Ruby left the safety of her study. Her mind was unsettled. She needed something to take her mind off of her peculiar dream of the library.

"Did you call me, Miss Knight?" A voice startled her from behind.

"Oh, Winston! You caught me off-gaurd there." Ruby exclaimed, relieved it was only her family's butler.

"I apologize. Did you call?" He inquired, blinking slowly.

"No, I don't believe I did. I..." She said puzzled.

"I believe I heard you call for a cup of tea. I am sorry to bother you, Miss Knight." He bowed, dismissing himself politely.

"Oh, I think...I think.." Something was pressing at her mind again, shuffling through her thoughts, "Yes, some strawberry tea sounds rather...nice. Sorry to bother you Winston."

"No problem at all. Not at all. 'Tis my duty and my job." He bowed to fulfill her request.

Ruby couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. She decided to go for a walk in the courtyard. It was a lovely summer day. Or was it spring? She couldn't quite remember what the day was. It didn't matter, right?

Ruby lazily pushed open the door to outside, allowing the warmth of the sun to wash away her worries. She had more important matters to think about.

Trixie Love

"Hello. I'm Trixie. And it is fine. I was exploring." the girl kept asking me many questions, questions at which I couldn't explain myself. "My name is Rhea Bergen. At least this is what it says on this journal I had when I woke up this morning." she said. "I have no clue what's going on. My journal told me I was this Trixie Love person. I kept running into all these people I don't know and just everything is crazy." She looked at me a little shocked. "Do you remember anything since before you woke up?" she asked. I looked down but gave her an answer, "no, not really. I actually look at this as a chance to start over in my life."

"Hey look, I see a cottage with a mailbox saying "Bergen" on it. She walked into the cottage and it was gorgeous. "Now this looks like my type of house." I laughed. She smiled and looked around, still confused. "I guess I'm willing to give this a chance..." she mumbled. "Will you be my friend?" I asked. Rhea looked at me and smiled and said, "of course." "Let's go see if we can find some other people." I suggested. Then we walked out of her house and started walking. I opened my journal and it started writing it's own words of what was happening. "Strange." I told myself and closed it back. "Oh look some people!" Rhea said.

Hey there, I would like to join your Storybook if you don't mind! Here is the character information I have come up with.
Name: Sarah Andrews
Age: 26
Book characters name: Jean Claire
Gender: Female
Appearance: Light brown hair; in real world always wore it as a bun, but in the book it tumbles down to her waist. Green eyes, slightly tall (around 5'7''), pale skin, glasses, slim body type.
Personality: Outside- reserved in social situations, spends her time reading classic literature and dreams of going on adventures and falling in love. Inside- outgoing, lives in the moment, and is an adventure seeker. She loves vacations and trying new things.
History: She was the librarian of the library in which The Paperman resides. After finding The Paperman on the floor of the library, she picked it up curiously and found herself being sucked inside a completely new world: exactly she's dreamed of.
Other: She always has a pen and paper on her person, in case she comes across something she reads that she wants to remember.
Up for love?: Yes

This is my first storybook please tell me if I make a mistake
Name: Marion Marie Chavez
Age:(6-67) 16
Book characters name: (something creative) Anna Mary Sian
Gender: female

Appearance: (what does the Character look like?) Anna Mary is biracial(Hispanic and African American) She has median length brownish red curly twisted hair that usually lies un- usually organized above her breast and dark chocolate brown eyes. She has a creamy mocha orange skin color and frekles plague the bridge of her nose and the top of her cheeks. She is 5'10 and weighs 132 lbs. which means she's tall and skinny. She is frequently known to wear jean knee shorts and band tees with long strapped sandels. Her arms and legs are stiched with faded scars on which she is proud of.
Personality: Marion Marie is a teasing, trouble making, immature person with a short fused temper and an ignorant close minded attitude. Despite this she is able to adapt and survive in new and demanding enviorments fairly quickly. She has minor OCD which causes her to not be able to rest until everything and everyone is in it's place. She is sleep deprived. Towards strangers she is crude and sarcastic because she refuses to get close to them but really she does yearn for someone else to care about. For those she cares about she is motherly and compassionate and is willing to fight for them.

History: (yours and the characters) Marion Marie grew up in an abusive but luxiourious household where are her parents were constantly fighting, hurting each other and neglecting her. Her father was an African army officer and her mother was a beautiful hispanic maiden. At home she was unrully towards her parents so they find ways not to be around her. After her illigitamite half sister was concieved her parents divorced and send her to boarding school in America on her 7th birthday, promising that this would be temporary and that they will never stop writing her. After 2 years of waiting she developed minor OCD by trying to put all her things together and trying hard to behave so she could return home. Eventually all she got from her parents each week was her weekly allowance so she could buy her groceries and care. Due to this sudden change in environment and being so young Marion Marie had to grow up quickly and had to learn how to take care of herself. She saw herself as a tough, proud person but isn't above petty behavior. During vacations and weekands Marion Marie would stay with the Maxies who are a support family(which is a family who gets paid to take in an extra child from the same boarding school that their child attends) who don't really pay attention to her and always put their own child(Maudie who is spoiled and childesh) ahead of her. On Friday she was planning to go over her old letters from her parents when she realized she couldn't find them. Maudie was watching her from the doorway of the guestroom. Marion Marie got angry and attacked her. When Maudie's parents came to her rescue Marion Marie left and found herself in the local library infront of a book. She angrily tried to knock it over but ended up getting sucked in instead. She now identifies as Anna Mary Sian and though she is a loner and is trying to keep it that way she hopes that someone would just break her shell see past her exterior. She relents her past and tries to discard any memory of it.

other:She is from Brussuals, Belgium. She carries around a cat knife and likes using blunt objects as weapons.

Up for love?: She won't admit it but yes.

Alexander Steel

I closed my eyes and listened to the nearby voices as I sat on the tree branch. It appeared that I had fallen asleep while writing in a notebook. I seemed to faintly remember a bit of a dream I had while I slept. It had been in another world, another life. I recalled opening a book in that dream, The Papermen it was called, but then that's when I had awoken and I couldn't recall what had happened next. Oh well, It was just a dream.

I opened my eyes and straightened my glasses on my face. I grab the notebook I had been writing in before I had fallen asleep and examined it. It wasn't the same anymore. I opened it to find it empty. Strange, I know I've written in this before, I thought. Flipping through the pages, I finally came across the last page, which actually had words on it. This is your notebook now. Your new name is Alexander Steel. Use this notebook to your advantage.

New name? But that has always been my name. This day is getting strange. I listened to the voices around me again and noticed they had gotten closer. I shove the notebook into the pocket of my cloak and start to get up, stretching out my tired limbs. Suddenly, I'm falling from the tree. I hit the ground hard, almost landing on the people who had been below me.

Mage Almost


Mage yawned as she cleaned up the dusty old cottage while young Odin was setting up a bed and table for them. Mage had gotten all the worst of the dirt and was now moving onto dusting. Her dorm roommate had been a slob so Mage had to clean EVERYTHING. She looked over to see Odin had built two small beds out of the spare wood and rope's and was now putting the old mattresses on them.

"Not bad," Mage said nodding her head at the boy. He grinned and went to get the chair's for his table.

After 3 more hour's of hard work, their tiny cottage had been complete. They collapsed on the small love seat and felt their stomach growl. Odin groaned and Mage got up to look for food. After searching though the garden in the back, she had gotten blueberry's, strawberry's, and raspberry's. They sat at their table filling their mouth's with the fresh berry's. They washed it down with well water and they both yawned tiredly.

Mage trudged over her bed and collapsed down. "Night Mage." Spoke a tiny voice next to her and she turned to she Odin laying in his bed.

"Night kid, see ya tomorrow." She said back in a whisper, barely awake.



Odin Stone


Odin had decided to like Mage after she made him dinner. She was the first person Odin really talked to that wasn't his parents or his teacher. He watched her sleep for a little bit, then he resulted in sleeping too, even if he was going to be eaten by the monster under his bed.

*Morning*

Odin woke to the sound of Mage's voice. "Get uppp!" She poked him clearly annoyed. Odin stuck his tongue out at her and she laughed. He got out of bed and walked out to check on the horse. He was gone.

"Mage!" He screamed though the window. She ran out and stared at the spot where their horse once stood. Mage shrugged and walked inside.

'Guess he's in the wild,' Odin thought walking back in. He still was confused on why their horse just all of a sudden, left.

I'm sorry I need to withdraw from the sb I won't have access to the internet for a while and I don't want to leave you all hanging. If that's not o.k. please tell me.

I apologies for my tardiness, I will get my first piece up soon.

Name: Ned Granter

Age:(6-67) 14

Book characters name: (something creative) Lucian Samoan

Gender: Male

Appearance: (what does the Character look like?) Before Papermen Ned had dirty blond hair and a thin pair of glasses perched on his nose, with a narrow crooked nose and high cheekbones. In Papermen, Lucian still has a narrow nose and high cheekbones but he has shockingly white hair, just curling around the nape of his neck.

Personality: Lucian is much like Ned, arrogant but charmingly handsome. Cynical yet sweet in the inside. He's a wild card and no one really trusts him. Surprisingly enough though, he is incredibly bright and an avid reader.

History: (yours and the characters) Ned was a misunderstood boy in a large family whereas Lucian is an orphan. His father and mother ran away when he was two and left him with no parents. Ned came across the book one night in the library, staying up late to read.

other: Lucian and Ned are brilliant writers.

Up for love?: Yes

Spoiler

no offense, but I thought you guys where meant to be active

Lucian Samoan

Ned woke at the sound of gravel turning under someone's feet. Sitting up quickly, he surveyed the road in bewilderment; where the hell was he? He was some kind of— well he didn't really know. But it certainly wasn't home. The second thing he realized was that he could see perfectly, and he didn't have his glasses on. Scrambling up he noticed there was a slim notebook on the side of him. Ned's hands shaking he opened it up.

This is your notebook now. Your new name is Lucian Samoan. Use this notebook to your advantage.

Lucian Samoan, it sounded like a cross between the vampire overlord and a hippie surfer. Still, as long as he got to find out the truth about this place, he may as well not question it. He ran a hand through his hair and let a white strand fall into eye level.

Wait, what! White hair? Lucian looked at it and nearly yelped, he wasn't blind his hair really was white.

I must be older than I thought I was Lucian thought, but a brief check of his body showed him he was the same lanky 14 year old.

Something really weird was going on, and he was about to get to the bottom of it.

Trixie Love

I sat down on the ground next to someone with white hair, he got up startled. He looked young but why the white hair? I asked myself. Rhea looked at him astonished. "Uhhhh, hi." He said when he saw us approaching. "Hello, I'm Rhea!" Rhea said. I just continued looking at him, he just looked so young maybe about 13 or 14. "I'm Trixie." He smiled at both of us and said," Im Lucian, I think." I put out my hand to help him up and he took it generously. "Thanks." he said.

"How old are you?" I asked. "You look a little young," I said again. He chuckled a little and said,"Well yeah, I'm 14." Rhea stood there walking beside us, we didn't really know what all to talk about. "What is this place?" Lucian asked. I shrugged my shoulders as to say I have no clue. "Maybe we can help you find your cottage." Rhea said. He looked at us a little confused. "What cottage? I don't even live here."

"We thought the same thing. But turns out we all have one somewhere around here." I said. "Lets go find it." he said.

Alexander Steel

"Ouch!" I yelp as I hit the cold, damp soil. The people around me, who I only barely missed landing on, jumped back in surprise. Looking around I examined the faces of the people. There was a girl, who had short dark green hair and hazel eyes, another girl, who had curly blond hair infused with pink, and the most striking, a boy with white hair.

"Are you okay?" one of the girls ask, holding out a hand.

"Yeah I'm fine, I only fell out of a tree." I say casually, taking the offered hand.

"Only fell out of a tree? That tree's thirty feet high!" the boy exclaims.

"It appears it is." I say, looking up towards the tree. "So who are you guys?"

"My name's Trixie, and this is Rhea and Lucian," the girl says after I get to my feet.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Alexander,"

"We're on our way to find Lucian's cottage, wanna come?" Rhea asks. " We could try to find yours also."

"Cottage? But I've been a traveler my entire life. How would I own a cottage?"

"We all seem to have one around here, why wouldn't you?" Trixie says.

"Sure, I'll come." I tell them. "Though idk why there would be a cottage around here that belongs to me."