Apartment 13

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OOC: This is an open thread.

It is a story of a young lady who lives in apartment 13. Lilly is a woman of 30 years old, 5'6", red hair and green eyes. Never been married,and lives alone now in the apartment she shared with her parents.

The neighbors always hear voices coming from the apartment. A mixture of male and female, but knowing no one else lives there, well maybe. They have try to talk to her, but she never reply. All she does is look at them.

A couple lives next door to her that remembers the parents, but hasn't seen them in a long time. Also remember the screaming and crying coming from those five rooms. They never did anything about it, because like anyone else was afraid too.

This apartment building needs neighbors. We know we need a couple, plus besides their apartment, there are four other ones too. We also need a building super, who watches over the place.

Lilly will not start this story, she will come into it. Lets see if you are interest to see where this goes. The question is who will start it.
 
OOC: Brian, age 32, 167 lbs, not fat, but not muscle bound.. 5'8''
A member of the US air force, brian lives at the apartments because they ran out of housing on base.. occasionally he is gone for weeks at a time, but doesnt like to talk to many people.. he has been an outsider since high school.

IC: Brian walks up the long staircase.. already the voices pervading his auditorial senses... damn.. they are at it again!

Brian had always wondered what they were doing.. it frightened him.. excited him... he was wildly curious.. but never had the guts to open that door. Into the hall he walks, past the door of the room... with the voices.. past another door.. nice couple lives there..

Sighing as he turns the key on the set of five deadbolts.. can never be too careful. In he walks, setting the heavy dufflebag on the couch, heading up the stairs for a shower.. never notcing that he didnt close or lock his door.
 
OOC: Brian, age 32, 167 lbs, not fat, but not muscle bound.. 5'8''
A member of the US air force, brian lives at the apartments because they ran out of housing on base.. occasionally he is gone for weeks at a time, but doesnt like to talk to many people.. he has been an outsider since high school.

IC: Brian walks up the long staircase.. already the voices pervading his auditorial senses... damn.. they are at it again!

Brian had always wondered what they were doing.. it frightened him.. excited him... he was wildly curious.. but never had the guts to open that door. Into the hall he walks, past the door of the room... with the voices.. past another door.. nice couple lives there..

Sighing as he turns the key on the set of five deadbolts.. can never be too careful. In he walks, setting the heavy dufflebag on the couch, heading up the stairs for a shower.. never notcing that he didnt close or lock his door.
 
Lilly

"Ok, let me check", opening the door, I look down and see this man. "No you can't see. I SAID NO," they never listen. He was going into his apartment. "Let me go and I be right back. I am locking the door."

"No, please let us go too." Just as he said it, I lock it. No one is around. I continue to walk to his place, smiling. Wondering if he lock the door, like everyone does. "Good, he didn't", I said to myself.

Opening the door, I hear the shower going. Passing a mirror, I looked at myself in this white lacy dress, looks nice with my red hair. Sneaking upstairs, as not to be heard, I headed right to the shower. His figure looks just right. I stood there just watching him.

All of a sulden, I heard them. "No they can't get out," putting my fingers to my lips. Hope he didn't hear me.
 
Pay attention to detail... they always taught me that, back in boot camp, and tech school. Dont screw up, could get people killed. Couldnt let that happen. I forgot.. to lock the door. What an idiot! If only tech sergent Chan was here... he'd chew me out, for sure.. Oh well.

Brian begins to soak and lather himself, enjoying the feeling of the shower cleansing his skin.. having no idea who is staring at him. A little hair rises on the back of his neck... no.. nothing, he says to himself, just the damn neighbors. I wish they would just shut up, somtimes..

The soap thuds loudly as it hits the floor, slipped from his fingers.. bending over to pick it up, it gives the woman an opportunity to do whatever she pleases, as he is fighting to get the soap and keep from falling.
 
Lilly

I hear them, have to go, but I need a closer look. Moving closer to him, I move the rest of the shower curtain. Seeing him trying to pick up the soap. "Nice", oh no, I turn and ran from the apartment leaving the door open.

As I got to mine, I realize that it wan't them. Unlocking the door, pushing them away from it, "Get back, let me get in before he comes hear. Now you have to be quite, and we will play." Locking the door as I got in, my ear against the door. I heard nothing yet.
 
Grits his teeth. He was sure.. there was somthing here.. he steps out of the shower, and spots little disturbances in the carpet.. breath on the clear shower curtain, the shade a little lighter... immediatly, training kicks in.

Someones inside.

Here. My home.

There gone.. get some clothes on, you idiot, and find out where they ran!

Quickly Brian tosses on some old Auburn sweatpants and sweater.. hurries outside,making little sound..

Damn! his knee slams into the side of the door in his hurry.. it doesnt hurt.. feels good, now that adrenaline is kickin

Brian follows the disturbed carpet, till he reaches room thirteen..

hmmm.. Thirteen. I hear from this place all the time.. damn kids!

He slowly pushes on the door.. closed.. the door is closed. Of course.... suddenly, he violently pounds on the door, clenched fist.. someone interupted his shower! Just when his little mind came up with somthing good!
 
Lilly

"I will tell him. We don't wish any thing. Just go away." There I told him. I am sure he didn't see me.. Why is he banging, so hard? "What do you want?"

"Now be quite,"I told them. Opening the door a bit, "What do you want?"
 
Calm down... heart beating too quickly..


"Did you see anyone run past here? I think there was someone in my apartment, probably rummaging around, trying to grab some of my stuff.."
 
Lilly

Holding the door, "No", I said, closing the door. Listening to him walk away, "Now stop it, I almost got caught." They are driving me crazy. "Go and sit down and play."

"No we don't want too. Well if you play too, then we will." I don't want to play, "Ok, but only for a bit."


"NO STOP IT. IT HURTS"
 
No", I said, closing the door.

Brian wonders what that was about.. she was awfully short with him.. maybe she was taking a shower or somthing...

He walks back to his apartment.. and then he hears somthing..

NO, STOP IT. IT HURTS

He turns around.. he definitly heard that! Running back, he pounds on the door again, worried that someone was getting hurt....

"Hey! Are you ok in there?!"
 
Lilly

He hears another voice, a man voice saying,"Everything is okay, just leave us alone."

"Why did you say anything? You should never have spoken." I said to him. Now I wpnder what that man is going to think now. As I heard him walking away, open the door a bit, and saw him go into his apartment.

"Now be quite, and no one will get hurt." A soft voice came out, "But is hurts." "If you would have done what I told you to do, it wouldn't have happen."
 
Brian looks on dubiously. He will get to the bottom of this! It almost sounded if she had someone captive..

Brian heads back to his apartment, realizing his hair is still soapy, not rinsed..

Oh well.. not any of my buisiness.. if only I could find someone to hold me captive! Continue the search! Thats all I can do...

What were they doing in there, though? it doesnt make any sense..


Brian still remembers, when in training, he splooged on his BDU's when they did thier POW training in boot camp. He was tied to a chair, and the only woman there was his interegator.. she ordered him to tell him where the rest of the company was... he told her.. 1313, Mockingbird lane.. she didnt like that. It was all training, of course, but it didnt feel like it..

He heads up to the bathroom, undressing, tossing the sweat pants and shirt into the corner... Brian hops back into the shower, feeling dirty, for some odd reason.

During his rinsing, he hears some yelling from two doors down...

Thier at it again! What the hell is going on there! I must ask one of the other neighbors.. they must know...
 
Lilly

"Now stay here, do you hear me." Talking to them as I leave, "I will be right back. Have to go out for a bit."

"Take us with you, we will be good." They keep on asking the same thing over and over again. "NO I SAID, just go to bed. Will be back later."

"No take us, take us", is all I heard closing the door. Looking up and down the hall, I left the building.

Getting to where I had to be, oh no did I lock the door. I need to get home fast.
 
Brian hops into the shower, realising his head is still soapy and soaking wet.. he tosses his sweats into the corner, rinsing quickly.

He walks into the living room/bedroom/kitchenette, and grabs a pair of baggy black pants from the drawer, as well as a shit that says, in small white letters "I used to be Schitzophrenic.. but were ok now.."..

Plopping down on the couch, he stares at the TV, till he hears someone leaving..

Must be that woman.. just leaving... she must be the person who was in here.. I know it!

Brian jumps up, running into the hallway, discovering her gone, and the door, upon testing it, is unlocked..

Slowly he opens it, and is shocked to see what lies inside
 
LIlly

OOC: Sorry RL had me not thinking to good. Hope you wish to continue.

IC:

As I got to my building, running fast to get inside, I see the man from down the hall in my apartment. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE. GET OUT OF MY HOUSE" I think I scare him, he jump back.

What he saw when he look in, is nothing. Good I didn't have to worry after all, they did good.

"I am sorry for yelling, but I didn't expect no one here. My name is Lilly, please forgive me for screaming at you."
 
OOC: was on vacation over the weekend :)

IC: Nothing. All this was over nothing.. probably a TV or something! You would think I knew the difference..

As she runs in and starts yelling, she gives me quite a start and I jump a little in surprise

"Sorry, miss, I thought someone was in trouble.. Lily? My name is Brian. Pleased to meet you"
 
Lilly

"Brian, I am sorry, you scare me. Seeing someone in my house, I came running because I remember I didn't lock it. Please, come in for a cup of coffee or something." Looking all around, good they are not here. The only problem, did they get out.

"Please come in, I be right with you." I left him in the living room while I check the bedrooms.

Closing the door to my bedroom, "There you are, now don't say anything. He is in the living room."

"Can't we come out, we want to see him."

I said, "NO, BE QUITE"

Leaving my room, I went to him and ask, "What can I get you?"
 
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OOC
Tristan is my name. I am 6 foot even and 185 lbs. I am half white half italian. I have recently moved into the city because I am atteneding graduate school. I am 22 years old, and have long black hair usually tied in a loose pony tail about 4 inches below my shoulders. I am going to school for art, and am an excellent pencil artist. I plan on doing portraits of people on the sidewalk for 5 bucks a piece. Just a little extra cash. My main job consists of working at the local gymnasium, where I also work out at. I keep in very good shape with lots of cardiovascular exsercise, and am quite the cook.


IC
Well I have just moved into the lower level of this small apt. complex. It looks really nice here, dont' seem to be to many people and so far it looks like people keep to themselves. That is kinda bad cause I was looking forward to maybe making some new friends, since I have none here thus far.

I am dressed in a sleeveless shirt that says "SLAYER" on it, my hair pulled back in a loose ponytail as my arms glisten with sweat from the work i have been doing of moving all of my stuff in by myself. Helluva task it is. I have on ADIDAS cross training shorts and shoes.

I have most of my stuff moved in, the only thing that strikes me weird about this whole place though is the on again off again noise that seems to come from APT. 13 . Weird. I am thinking about that as I am trying to manuveur my large drawing board into my room and I take a spill ......

"FUCK!" ahhh....My board is ok , but I hit my elbow hard and cut it on the side of the wall.........
 
"Brian, I am sorry, you scare me. Seeing someone in my house, I came running because I remember I didn't lock it. Please, come in for a cup of coffee or something."

Brian smiles at the invitation, still a little curious about the noise..

"Absolutely... I am sorry I barged in, but I thought I heard someone in pain or somthing. It would be nice to have some coffee.."

He hears Tristan's curse and looks out, seeing her move.. he would help her, but this new developnment, being asked inside, is far too important.. he smiles and nods politely to her before walking in

He looks around, pleased to see the inside for once..

"Its a nice place.. clean.."
 
Lilly

"Thank you Brian, again I am sorry. I will be right with you, let me get the coffee started." Knowing I am taking a chance of having him in here.. If they were to start up there would be no holding them back.

"Here you go Brian," handling him a cup of coffee. "Please sit down, tell me something about yourself."

"LILLY"

"Please excused me, I am watch or should I say keep an eye on a nephew."

Leaving him, I head to my room, "what do you want" I ask him. I don't need for him to hear everything.

We are hungry. You have to feed us now, NOW

"Ok, I be right back. Now be good and be quite."

"I am sorry Brian, but matters came up I need to take care of." about."
 
He smiles and nods "Some other time then?"

Must have been children, he thinks.. that makes since, I suppose.. brats are loud...
 
as brain is coming out of the apt. he sees me holding my arm, as crimson spurts through in little rivlets of blood.

I speak up ,"Oh hey man! Hey i don't mean to bother you or anything, but I just moved in today, and my dumb ass forgot to pack any band-aid's and I gashed my arm pretty bad on a nail or jutted out piece of wood or something on the wall. Do you happen to have one?"
 
He looks at the person in horror, and then understands the situation

"Yeah, sure, just come into my apartment, we'll get that fixed up. I got first aid training.. bout time it came in handy.."

Awkawrdy (botched.. botched spelling..) he unlocks the six deadbolts to heavy oak door which leads into his apartment

"Come on in.."
 
Lilly

As I watch Brian leave, I see a new person is moving in. Opening the door more, to hear the talking going on.

"NOW, we need to eat."

"Damm it" as I close the door. "I am tired I have to keep feeding you. Why do I have to do it.

"You want me ask that man to do it, NOW FEED US."

I get so tired afterwards from doing it. They can't go to him, no one knows they are here. Oh what am I going to do.

" NO, THIS TIME IT HURTS TO MUCH, ENOUGH, PLEASE ENOUGH
 
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