Lady_Jade666
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Maggie Jones
Age: 19
She remembered everything like it was yesterday. Her parents had been in a accident on their way to her high school graduation. When they left this world she didn't know how to feel any more, she was angry and she was sad, even frustrated. She was the type of beautiful girl who had a small ability, and it was music. Which was why a lot of people in school called her Harmony. Because if something happened, good and bad she turned it into a song it was her way of dealing with things. But when they died she actually didn't go through it, she numbed herself up and took off. She didn't say goodbye to anyone she just grabbed her diploma and took off, where no one could find her. If Maggie was honest she would say she honestly had no friends, no one that she honestly and fully trusted. She had always been that way and didn't know why, she hated it that she couldn't trust fully. It was beyond frustrating and it was just unfair.
Now that she had some money she didn't have to worry about working, she wouldn't sit on her ass and do nothing of course. BUT she desperately needed to find herself, her true self. Because she always felt something bad was going on inside her brain, she just never thought much about it. She hopped onto a plane and went to a different country, she paid the lady at the airport to just book her a ticket to a different country. What she didn't know however was who this woman was, she saw her name tag which had Birdie Conner on the small badge. Before Maggie left she was stopped by Birdie and she said five words to Maggie. "Hope you love my country" and Birdie vanished. She shrugged her shoulders and got on board, she looked outside her window till she fell asleep. She felt the plane land and she grabbed her bag and took off, she went through customs quickly since she only had a small bag.
She knew she had to be careful of the money she had, it wouldn't last her long if she was very stupid with it. She took the first week just looking around and getting to understand who spoke English and who didn't. She got a feeling for it and stayed in the shadows. But there was one pub that had a lot of people that knew English in there. She had sat in and listened while she drank a glass of beer. Her face pretty much hidden behind her black hoodie as she looked at the reflection of her, and just looked at herself, when the music stopped she looked over seeing the lady on the piano took off. She tilted her head to the side and she sipped her beer till it was finished. She paid for it (Of course) and she walked up to it, and sat down on the piano bench. She closed her eyes and saw herself as a little girl, watching her mom play and even being taught by her mother. It was fun and even now it calmed her.
She began to play the piano as the silence was cut through with the piano, she knew of a tune she played with when she made music, but now her ability and love of music would come out for all to see and hear. As she played other band members started to help her with the song since they loved it, she could see eyes on her as she sang, her heart was beating quickly. Her Latin was well pronounced and everyone seemed to understand it, her heart beating as she didn't have time for much more. The music filled her heart and the room up and she couldn't help but smile till the very end.
City Of The Dead
Age: 19
She remembered everything like it was yesterday. Her parents had been in a accident on their way to her high school graduation. When they left this world she didn't know how to feel any more, she was angry and she was sad, even frustrated. She was the type of beautiful girl who had a small ability, and it was music. Which was why a lot of people in school called her Harmony. Because if something happened, good and bad she turned it into a song it was her way of dealing with things. But when they died she actually didn't go through it, she numbed herself up and took off. She didn't say goodbye to anyone she just grabbed her diploma and took off, where no one could find her. If Maggie was honest she would say she honestly had no friends, no one that she honestly and fully trusted. She had always been that way and didn't know why, she hated it that she couldn't trust fully. It was beyond frustrating and it was just unfair.
Now that she had some money she didn't have to worry about working, she wouldn't sit on her ass and do nothing of course. BUT she desperately needed to find herself, her true self. Because she always felt something bad was going on inside her brain, she just never thought much about it. She hopped onto a plane and went to a different country, she paid the lady at the airport to just book her a ticket to a different country. What she didn't know however was who this woman was, she saw her name tag which had Birdie Conner on the small badge. Before Maggie left she was stopped by Birdie and she said five words to Maggie. "Hope you love my country" and Birdie vanished. She shrugged her shoulders and got on board, she looked outside her window till she fell asleep. She felt the plane land and she grabbed her bag and took off, she went through customs quickly since she only had a small bag.
She knew she had to be careful of the money she had, it wouldn't last her long if she was very stupid with it. She took the first week just looking around and getting to understand who spoke English and who didn't. She got a feeling for it and stayed in the shadows. But there was one pub that had a lot of people that knew English in there. She had sat in and listened while she drank a glass of beer. Her face pretty much hidden behind her black hoodie as she looked at the reflection of her, and just looked at herself, when the music stopped she looked over seeing the lady on the piano took off. She tilted her head to the side and she sipped her beer till it was finished. She paid for it (Of course) and she walked up to it, and sat down on the piano bench. She closed her eyes and saw herself as a little girl, watching her mom play and even being taught by her mother. It was fun and even now it calmed her.
She began to play the piano as the silence was cut through with the piano, she knew of a tune she played with when she made music, but now her ability and love of music would come out for all to see and hear. As she played other band members started to help her with the song since they loved it, she could see eyes on her as she sang, her heart was beating quickly. Her Latin was well pronounced and everyone seemed to understand it, her heart beating as she didn't have time for much more. The music filled her heart and the room up and she couldn't help but smile till the very end.
City Of The Dead
