03.2023 | WELCOME BACK! Hello friends old and new! I'm so excited to welcome you all back to SITW! I've made some changes to the plot and added the ability to play supernatural charcaters! So come and check it out! I can't wait to jump back into this little town with all of you!
A strange history surrounds the town, it is a place where mysterious and supernatural things have been known to happen. The reputation of the town reguarly draws in visitors and newcomers alike. While some residents avidly believe in the supernatural, others are far more skeptical. What do you believe?
Just because Prom was all the school could talk about didn’t mean that it was the only thing going on at the time. School was continuing on without a care, the teachers almost seeming to try and find a way to refocus the students on their studies. It was their senior year, yes. They should enjoy it and yet they should also not lose focus on the more important things. Journey was one of those students who knew the difference. Even though the idea of prom excited her, it wasn’t consuming her brain and life.
In her World History class however, the latest form of torture was to be broken into pairs and pick a place on earth and do a history report on it. But not just any history report, no this was to be ‘inspiring’ and ‘captivating’ for when they presented it to the class. Journey inwardly shrunk at the idea of having to stand in front of the class and present the project, already feeling herself sink further into her chair. What was even worse, was this was randomly assigned partners. She couldn’t even go for her usual friend.
Instead, she was partnered with Ellis D. Which wasn’t the worst, he at least would help pull the weight if she had to guess from other group assignments they had been in together. Though it was a larger group at the times, instead of one on ones. When their names were called out together, her blue eyes flickered over to him and she raised a shy hand towards him, waiting until they were dismissed before she approached him and they exchanged numbers after they agreed to meet at her family’s apartment the next day. The project had a few weeks to be completed, but she was hoping they could not procrastinate till last minute.
Journey texted him her address the day of and made them some snacks before she disappeared into her room, setting up where they’d be working. The moment she heard a knock at the door, she pushed her brother out of the way and answered it. Welcoming Ellis into her home and directing him towards her room.
Post by Ellis D. Youngblood on Mar 30, 2021 19:18:21 GMT
Despite the fact that he lived in the trailer park (and that was known), and the fact that he had fallen from the graces of his former social circles--or so everyone believed--and all the things those two facts would lead people to assume about the kind of guy Ellis D. was, the young man was actually rather timely and excellent when it came to school work. He worked two jobs outside of school and didn't have any time to fart around. When he received assignments he tried to complete them immediately if at all possible. For a student like him, working with a partner was the worst.
Working with Journey McCann, however, was not so bad. He found her when the teacher listed their names and shot a quick smile to her wave. This wouldn't be so bad after all.
It wasn't his first time to the apartments. His gaze trailed over them with an envy. They were nice--the kind of life he would have liked to give his mother and sister.
"Hey." He greeted relatively awkwardly as he stepped in, raised his brows at the brother, and then headed for the room he was directed to. His backpack was hanging lazily from one shoulder, and he moved cautiously down the hall. Did her parents know he was here? The last thing he needed was trouble.
Post by Journey McCann on Mar 30, 2021 21:17:47 GMT
The one good thing about having parents who worked a lot, was that they didn’t linger around too much around the apartment. And when they did, it was for meals and to go to bed. Journey of course had texted them to tell them she had a schoolmate coming over so they could work on an assignment. She had just failed to mention that ‘he’ was going to be there with her. It shouldn’t have mattered, Journey was not one to pounce on the other senior the moment the door closed.
And she had a feeling that Ellis D wouldn’t be looking at her in a way that would make her nervous. They rarely talked. Her hair was up in a messy bun and she had switched out her school clothes for more comfortable ones. A baggier t-shirt and sweat shorts that were not too short, but also didn’t make it to her knees. Fuzzy high socks pulled up to rest comfortably around her calves. “Hey. Ellis D, this is Axel my brother, Axel, Ellis D, my project partner.” She introduced the two of them as she moved towards her room.
She opened the door, and he’d find himself in a relatively clean room. A few jackets tossed over a chair in front of her desk. An older computer open with the web browser opened and ready to go. Her backpack sitting in the corner and halfway unzipped. Her bed made with a handmade quilt covering it and a few plates of snacks resting there. Simply some pizza rolls, chips, and two bottles of water on the bedside table. “Make yourself comfortable, there are snacks there if you’d like.”
Post by Ellis D. Youngblood on Mar 31, 2021 17:34:22 GMT
"Hey." He said again, this time to Axel, before continuing to the room.
His eyes scanned their workplace, appreciating the cleanliness of it, and he moved comfortably to sit on the floor beside the bed, using the side of the bed as a backrest. His hand dove into his bag to retrieve a notebook. Most students had tablets or laptops, but it was pretty typical for those that lived in the trailer park to not. Ellis D. could access internet from his phone if...
"Can I get your wifi password?" He looked up at Journey, then his eyes moved down to the fuzzy socks riding up her legs and stayed there, as if he were observing a dog walking on its hind legs.
His eyes on her socks made her instantly turn one foot into the other, awkwardly almost trying to hide her feet now. Great, he thought she was an idiot or something. And yet it was just that she liked to be comfortable at home, and truth be told, her toes got cold easily. So she owned several warmer socks, this being one of them.
A small nod came from the brunette as she moved over to her desk and opened a small note pad that rested inside the drawer. “My parents a huge 80’s fans. So please, excuse the password.” She could already feel her cheeks heating up as she prepared to read it to him. “Crazytrain1980. Capital C.” She almost mumbled it. It rotated every so often, her parents changing the password just to keep it secure. But it was always some for of song and the year it was released.