Mar 18, 2014
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Raffle, Tower
Raffle:a time my character ignored important advice
Ryan, once ignored advice from a friend,Charles, this was back when he was strung out on Adam, he did anything it took to get some. But Charles always said not to approach a little sister because of who lurked in the dark shadows of rapture. Ryan was hard headed and what he said fell on deaf ears but he learned the hard way.
Tower:a time when my character felt trapped.
it was when Ryan was young, he have just moved to rapture, he misses the land, the grass under his feet and the sun shining on his face. He felt as if there was no way out of this glass dome that surrounded them, he felt the panic rise as he stood there holding his mothers hand tightly
It was a rare occasion for the helmet to be taken off. Only when outside the asylum would he bother; fear keeps the Lunatics in check. He'd learned it the hard way, as evidenced by the scratched skin of his arms shown by the too-short sleeves of his uniform.
The footsteps behind him do not startle. He turns, fixing the figure with a blank stare. If he was being frank, he'd say he wasn't really sure where he was; the ability to open tears instilled on him upon his awakening.
"Tell me where I am."
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Plasmid, Fort Frolic
-A time where my character felt powerful
When Jack first arrived in his store (or rather, what was left of it), and unknowingly approached the trap he so expertly set.
Way to ruin it by not dying, jerk.
-My character's favorite form of entertainment
Music, of course. Playing it, listening to it, seeing and hearing it performed live, as well as performing it himself (however rarely). Silas will never get tired of immersing himself in that particular world. It brings him solace and pleasure all at once.
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EVE
EVE: something that motivates my character.
Their motivation as to what keeps Rebecca alive, and Arcadia happy, is their hope in leaving the city with their mom. Rebecca is aware that they’d be mocked for it because one would think it’s a ‘fairytale’. But even then it’s literally one of the only things that keep them alive and motivated. Even when they run almost completely out of energy.
"Is that blood?"
"Huh?" Booker reaches up to his nose and wipes the blood that streams from his nose. He wipes the content on his pants with a simple shrug, "Bloody nose; had worse."
We all make choices…
But in the end, our choices make us.
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Although the bathysphere had already arrived at its destination, the submersible stood idle for a few moments and didn't open straight away. Within those moments, Jack decided to look out of the glass door to get a little preview of what his next destination was like. While doing so, he noticed two figures, one of whom was rummaging through a crate and not paying attention to their surroundings. The other, however, was visibly deformed with a rusted pipe in hand, and slowly, and presumably quietly, approaching the other.
Unfortunately, the glass door still had not opened for some unknown reason and as every second passed, the Splicer inched closer. Jack pounded on the glass, attempting to get the other's attention. The glass must have been soundproof because they did not notice.
After what seemed to be forever, the door at last opened. The young man aimed his pistol at the Splicer and pulled the trigger, killing it instantly.
"You're welcome."