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Post by Roxanne Greenfield on Jan 21, 2016 15:03:34 GMT -5
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Qi Unlock | AH 1/10 Her eyes stared up widely at the imposing wall. Her knees shook in fear at the impending doom that she was now faced with. How could someone like Roxanne survive in such a horrible environment? The girl was on the verge of tears as she looked down to the ground. Her shoulders wouldn't stop shaking. Taking in a shallow breath, she turned to go hide from the crowds.
Roxanne would head into a nearby alley to get away from the unruly groups that filled the streets. She wasn't confident enough to go out there and be amongst them. Frankly, Roxanne was terrified to leave her spot in the alley. She was fearful of death. As the girl hugged her knees, she sat on a small flat layer of cardboard. She was still wearing her PHS 552 uniform from when the wall had gone up. She burried her face into her knees in silence as she sat there. THESE ARE THE THINGS I'M MADE OF PHARAOH LEAP. [googlefont=Oswald] [newclass=.dec]width:420px;padding:15px;background-color:#333333;font:10px Verdana;color:#999999;text-align:justify;position:relative;z-index:1;[/newclass] [newclass=.dec b, .dec i]color:#eeeeee;[/newclass] [newclass=.dec1]font:65px Oswald;padding:20px;line-height:58px;color:#eeeeee;opacity:.65;margin-top:-220px;position:relative;z-index:1;letter-spacing:-6px;text-transform:uppercase;-webkit-transition: all .5s ease; -moz-transition: all .5s ease; -o-transition: all .5s ease;[/newclass] [newclass=.dec:hover .dec1]opacity:0;[/newclass] [newclass=.dec2]background-color:rgba(245,245,245,.65);color:#333333;height:130px;width:330px;padding:25px;margin:20px;margin-top:-208px;position:relative;z-index:1;opacity:0;-webkit-transition: all .5s ease; -moz-transition: all .5s ease; -o-transition: all .5s ease;[/newclass] [newclass=.dec:hover .dec2]opacity:1;[/newclass] [newclass=.dec3]background-color:#999999;color:#eeeeee;text-align:center;font:15px Oswald;padding:10px;text-transform:uppercase;margin:-8px;margin-bottom:-7px;[/newclass] [newclass=.dec3 a]color:#eeeeee;font:15px Oswald;[/newclass]
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on Jan 22, 2016 3:12:10 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","biggie"] [attr="class","textie"]When trapped, people become just like animals. And the wall was doing just that to the people trapped within, many of which who were innocent and who had never spilled blood. Many peoples' moralities were tested, many reverted to more primal instincts, or just became monsters all for the sake of survival.[break][break]
Valo knew how it was all too well. The desire to survive was a powerful thing, and it brought people to do things they never thought they'd ever do. It changed people, sometimes for the worse. Sometimes, it just broke them entirely.[break][break]
"We're all just sitting here, waiting to die..."[break][break]
Valo muttered to himself, turning away from the crowd and walking away. Truthfully, he was terrified of being trapped in here as well. If the Apostles could get away with murdering Zoe openly and garner public support for it, what could they do behind closed walls? As Valo looked ahead of him, seeing the people rioting and beating each other senselessly in their panic, he thought that maybe they didn't need to do much. The fear was doing it for them.[break][break]
Gripping his sword in its sheathe tightly, Valo would take a turn into an alleyway to get out of the crowd, not wanting to find himself a target of someone's ill intentions. It was weird to openly carry a weapon, but their new circumstances called for whatever they needed to survive.[break][break]
Valo would make his way down the alleyway quietly, the crowd outside of it being less audible with every step he took. It was nice to get some peace and quiet, and part of him just wanted to stay in here for a while. He would continue walking until he almost tripped over something, narrowly avoiding it in time and catching himself and looking at what he had almost stepped on. A girl? A #552 student, no less?[break][break]
"Are you alright?" He'd ask her calmly, hoping he didn't scare her. While it was safer here than out in the open, he was glad it wasn't someone else who decided to walk down this alleyway. Assuming she wasn't as crazy as everyone else out there anyway. [attr="class","iconie"] [newclass=.biggie]-webkit-transitionduration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.biggie:hover]margin-left:-300px;-webkit-transition-duration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.textie]opacity:0;margin-top:-425px;margin-bottom:150px;width:250px;height:400px;padding:10px;background-color:#fff;border:solid 1px #b7b7b7;color:#939393;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;margin-left:0px;-webkit-transition-duration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;font:11px calibri;[/newclass] [newclass=.biggie:hover .textie]opacity:1;margin-left:560px;-webkit-transition-duration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.textie::-webkit-scrollbar]width:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.textie::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background:#b7b7b7;border:2px solid #fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.iconie]opacity:0;margin-top:-240px;margin-left:-220px;margin-bottom:50px;-webkit-transition-duration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.biggie:hover .iconie]opacity:1;[/newclass] [newclass=.tagsie]opacity:0;font:11px calibri;color:#b7b7b7;margin-top:-75px;margin-left:-75px;margin-bottom:40px;-webkit-transition-duration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.biggie:hover .tagsie]opacity:1;-webkit-transition-duration:.5s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass]
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