I've missed rping on here. And my fortris stuff!
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I've missed rping on here. And my fortris stuff!
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iwantobebrave, xtemberaubend, zabinisdaughter, alwayskaterina
"Is there something you wanted to tell me?"
+ iwantobebrave "If they find out what I am? They're going to kill me."
The Beginning
Tris looked at Four as he left after instructing them to change into their new clothing and so she did. Her Abnegation clothing laid in her hand passivity. How was she ever going to get through this alive. She had already almost killed herself three times in one day. That was a first. After they got changed they held their old clothing in her hands and she had chosen a new name. To be honest. She hated Beatrice. It didn’t make any logical sense to her. Tris fit her more profoundly at least she thought. And with her parents not here. She was able to be herself freely and with out judgement. Well some judgement. She hated that she would have to hide one of her biggest secrets of them all. Being Divergent. she didn’t know why still that it was a problem, just that others like her were being hunted and killed because they didn’t conform like the rest.
As the first weeks of training began or the placement standing tests began she found her self near the bottom. 27th place. She didn’t know what it meant but only a third were colored white and the rest red. What ever it was …she knew she had to be in the white colored or something would happen. Or she would be out most likely. During her second week of training she started to get up about 3hours earlier and headed to the gym to train. She practiced what they were taught as well as trying to get her strength up and everything else. One morning she decided that fighting practice would be what she do today. She got up probably about 5:30 in the morning. Wake up call was usually around 8:30. So she would have the gym to herself for most of it. She started to stretch then she went to the hard practice ball and she started to punch it. An hour and half later her hands were getting red and bruised as she was hitting so hard actually breaking skin and some blood was showing. She couldn’t let it get to her…She wouldn’t …She wont.
Ooc: I'm going to stay at some friends house for tonight.
They should have wifi so maybe I can log on my phone and do some replies but if not I will get to them tomorrow night since we'll be home at like midnight.
-hugs everyone- Like for a starter, and specify which muse.
thealphapeterhale I can do a starter for Peter and Morgan when I get back or if you're in the mood you can do it and just send me the link ;) It's up to you XD