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I am currently writing a book titled: The Army of the Alone. I want to post it here on the Inkwell.
I will take fourteen people. 7 main in the army with Amy, 7 who are spies trying to free the brainwashed teens.
Here's the charrie sheet:
Name:
Gender:
Age (13-17):
Appearance:
Personality:
Side:
A picture of character and/or a backstory:
Here is what I have written so far:
Part 1: Silence
Chapter 1
I lie there, alone and unmoving. The white-washed walls illuminate my pale skin. White clouds hang frozen in the air from my breath.
My slim body is levitated about three feet above ground. Wires that are attached to my skin are hooked up to machines. Iron shackles keep me from moving.
Somewhere around three days, they unshackle me and take off the wires. Then they hand me a black uniform and say that they will be back in a few hours. All I can do is nod.
Once I get into the uniform, which consists of black pants, a black long sleeve shirt, black armor, and a black sheathe, I walk over to one of the walls. I appear to be in a pentagonal room, with one door that is bolted shut and no windows.
Because the walls are so clear, my reflection stares back at me. I have blonde hair that is a little longer than shoulder length. My green eyes are bright and intimidating. And of course, the impotant one. I can't remember a thing.
That's all I have at the moment. I will try to post every day.
submitted by Lindsey H., age 11, Massachusetts
(February 21, 2017 - 5:46 pm)
(February 21, 2017 - 5:46 pm)
Please create a character. I don't want this story to die!
Chapter 1 continued
The woman who comes to get me tells me that her name is Kristine. As we walk down the hallway, I realize that the rest of the building is more or less the same. White rooms, walls, and corridors.
"I'm sure you're wondering who you are and why you are here." Kristine's voice shocks me out of my thoughts. "You will find out all you need to know in a few minutes."
We enter a room with a white podium and fifteen white chairs. A man with wild red hair hands me a Manila folder bursting open with documents. I sit down in one of the chairs and start reading the files.
The first one says:
NAME: AMY SPADES
AGE: 14.5
ROOM: C7
Beneath that is a small card that I assume opens the door to my room.
"Amy," I whisper as people start to come in.
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I will try to post more later. And PLEASE create a character.
(February 22, 2017 - 7:32 am)
Please create a character. I am improvising at the moment with the book. It's starting to get kinda weird.
Chapter 1 continued
Kristine walks up to the podium. Her raven black hair contrasts with her ghost white skin. She exudes a cool, confident vibe that sends shivers down my spine.
"Hello," she starts, making everyone in the room fall silent. "My name is Kristine Walker. I know you are wondering what you are doing here. But I assure you, you will find out soon enough." I don't feel assured.
"Before I start explaining anything, I want to lay down some basic ground rules. Number one, nobody leaves this facility unless otherwise told. Number two, listen to your commander AT ALL TIMES. Number three, arrive to classes on time and ready to go. And number four, wear the uniform. Any objections or acts against these rules will result in a quick, painful death for the person who objected or acted against these rules.
"Okay. Now for the explanation. You have all been specifically chosen for this special program that will help heal this severely damaged world. You may have figured out that you have no memories whatsoever. A group called the Battlers did that to keep you down. But they will not prevail!"
Silence fills the room. Somebody coughs.
Kristine starts talking again. "I will now start calling your names and ranks. First up is Amy Spades. Captain."
I need some some characters for the next part of chapter 1. Sorry it is so divided right now. At the end I'm going to copy and paste and post the whole book together. Also, feel free to call me Captain Obvious for this, but the Battlers didn't steal their memories.
(February 23, 2017 - 7:50 am)
PLEASE CREATE A CHARACTER. I WANT TO WRITE MORE OF THIS AT THE MOMENT.
(February 23, 2017 - 12:41 pm)
Alright captain obvious.
(July 6, 2017 - 9:25 am)
Please create charrie. This is going to be a shorter post. I might create another character to keep the story going.
Chapter 1 continued
With all fifteen of us standing on the stage, I feel weak and insignificant.
Kristine tells us to go to our rooms and that we will be placed into training based on ranks. Dinner will be brought to our rooms.
About half of the kids are out the door when I hear myself ask, "What is this and where are we?" The kids who stayed standing on the stage with me nodded in agreement.
Kristine gave me a sad smile. "Captain Spades, this the Army of the Broken World."
Sorry this is so short. I'll make tommorow's extra-long to make up for it.
(February 24, 2017 - 9:37 am)
Name: Olivia Lou Hearts
Gender: Female
Age: 16.5
Appearance: Brown-blonde hair pulled over her shoulder and chocolate-brown eyes.
Personality: Friendly to her fellow spies and Amy. Hostile to Kristine and anybody else who might get in her way.
Side: Spies
Picture and/or backstory: I'll draw a picture later.
(February 24, 2017 - 9:42 am)
My drawing failed.
Backstory: Olivia was born into a family of spies. She was trained with the six other spies in this book. She is most specialized in archery and fencing, though she does pretty well in hand-to-hand combat. She is often called Via.
(February 24, 2017 - 11:30 am)
I will post some more later. We're on 2!
Chapter 2
I walk out of the auditorium when I am attacked by a girl who looks to be a few years older than me. She has born hair that mingles with some blonde strands. She has chocolate eyes that are filled with pure joy.
"I'm sorry, do I know you?" I manage to get out.
"I don't suppose. Allow me to introduce myself. According to my sheet of paper, I am Olivia `Lou’ Hearts. Or, if you want to be formal, Captian Hearts. But you can call me Via." she replied, nervously spinning her hair.
"Hi Via. I am Amy Spades, or Captain Spades. What room are you in?"
"C8."
"Cool! I am in C7."
We stand there awkwardly for a minute. Then we say goodbye and walk to our rooms.
My room is more or less the same, except for the small white shelf. It is jammed full of mos of the facility. When I look at them, I tape at how many floors this building must have. And how many arsenals.
As I lie on my cot, I wonder if there is something that the people who run the army are telling us everything. There is a lot left unexplained.
(February 25, 2017 - 2:33 pm)
Chapter 2 continued
As I lie in bed, I ponder all the strange things that have happened today. I wake up in a strange place with no memories. I find out that I have been specifically chosen for the Army, but I don't remember ever choosing to go here. And I find out that I'm a captain.
A knock interrupts my state of peace. I stand up quickly and answer the door. There, standing in the limelight is Via, from earlier.
"What are doing here?" I hiss.
She stares at me blankly for a moment then says, "I have something for you." Dangling in her hands is a small necklace with an arrow. She puts it on me. It clasps with a satisfying click. And with that, she runs away.
(February 25, 2017 - 4:08 pm)
Regan
female
13
Long blond hair, blue eyes, tan skin
optomistic and entergetic
The Army
Her parents died in a car crash when she was 8 and moved to live in a orphanage in Los Angeles. She escaped when she was nine and has been on the run science she was 10.
(February 26, 2017 - 8:24 am)
Name: Regan Soares
Gender: female
Age: 13
Appearance: Long blond hair, blue eyes, tan skin
Personality: optimistic and entergetic
Side: The Army
Backstory: Her parents died in a car crash when she was 8 and moved to live in a orphanage in Los Angeles. She escaped when she was nine and has been on the run ever since. She likes to carry a black deer antler knife everywhere she goes.
(February 26, 2017 - 8:51 am)
Welcome Regan B.! Thanks for creating charrie!
6 more Army spots and 6 more spy spots!
(February 26, 2017 - 11:35 am)
Sorry that I haven't been able to post recently. Schedule has changed. Hopefully this makes up for everything I have missed. Also, please post some charries. You can have up to two. Please post some male characters so we can get some ships. I might create another charrie also for Olivia.
Chapter 2 continued
Via knocks on my door at six AM. She is standing with another girl with blonde hair. The blonde hair girl has a helmet by her side and a humongous smile on her face. If it gets any bigger, she will have a SERIOUS headache.
The blonde hair girl has blue eyes and really tan skin. She looked like your stereo-type- My head aches. I double over in pain. I came so close to remembering something.
"Hi Amy!" the tan girl says, very bubbly. "My name is Captian Soares, but you can call me Regan. I live in C6! Don't you love it here?"
I nod my head reluctantly. I'm not sure that not trusting means that you love the place. I think leans more toward dislike and hate. This girl Regan seemed mentally insane side.
I'll post more later.
(March 3, 2017 - 2:59 pm)
Name: Maxwell Anderson
Gender: Male
Age (13-17): 13.5
Appearance: Sandy blond hair, tan skin, blue eyes, tall
Personality: Optomistic and Entergetic
Side: Spies
A picture of character and/or a backstory: parents left him in an orphanage and he ran away when he was 12. Is a great swordsman and is a great fighter.
(March 3, 2017 - 3:36 pm)
@Regan
Do you have any ships?
(March 3, 2017 - 6:17 pm)