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Merci!

18

female

5'5

Marlowe is a very quiet person, keeping to herself most of the time. She isn't being rude when she doesn't reply back, she's either thinking about what to say or too shy to say anything at all. She's very soft and kind.

Parents live in another country - Marlowe moved away for university.

3 older brothers: Mark, Chris and Alex

may add more things, who knows

Name: Nesta Bartly

age: 19

gender: Female

height : 5"3

weight: 153 lbs

Hair: Nesta's hair goes just past her hips with a dirty blonde colour.

Eye: Nesta has soft green eyes that appear to be brown when in shade but a vibrant jade green in the sunlite

Appearance: Nesta usually wears her hair up in a pony tail or braid. She prefers not to get all dressed up fancy but when she does everyone suddenly starts paying attention to her. She has a tanned skin tone and fat build to her, even though she is not.

Personality: She is very mysterious, and can come of as rude, and closed off with people she does not know well but is a whole other story to people she knows. Nesta has a strong will and when she wants something done, it gets done.

Background: Being bullied all throughout highschool she is very concerned about her body so she typically wears clothes that lean on the baggy side.

Family: Most of Nesta's family lives out of town except for her great aunt Gretta who lives in a city home. Gretta is one of the citys wealthiest inhabitants

Does the RP start when they've just gotten lost?

I would say when they are going into the wood. Do you want to start us off?

Sure! Just give me a second.

(sorry for the late reply)

Marlowe shivered even though she was wearing a hoodie and two more layers underneath. "How did I get stuck on firewood duty again?" She muttered to herself, inspecting a thin twig before throwing it aside. Marlowe sighed and kept walking. Suddenly she heard something from behind. Marlowe snapped her head around. A squirrel shot out from between some bushes and up a tree. Marlowe snorted. Now she was being paranoid. As if there would be anyone else out here.

Nesta smiled up at the forest canopy the orange and red dying leaves playing against the rich blue sky as countless clouds floated. A distant sound of water running filled her ears. It was a warm autumn day and the leaves crunched under her feet. She paused to stare at the waterfall, some small part of her wondered what it would be like if she could run under it and just play and be free. even as that thought crossed her mind her phone buzzed in her pocket. sighing as she fished it out Nesta looked at the name it was Gretta her great aunt. ' Dont forget the party tonight Nesta I planned this all for you don't miss it.' As if nesta could forget about the party she was supposed to be at. Nesta had turned 19 and gretta wanted to through a party for her. 'I will be there' then she powered of her phone.

Marlowe caught a glimpse of the sunset through the thick cover of leaves. Maybe it was time to get back. Marlowe turned around, the bundle of wood in her arms starting to get heavy. She took a few steps before looking around in confusion. Then it dawned on her. She was lost. How could this have happened? All the trees looked the same: mean faces made through the gnarled bark and branches covered in leaves. Marlowe dropped the firewood on the ground and pulled her phone out of her pocket. No signal.