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ORPG Layla ft. HarryStyles

Anoniem
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Layla schreef:
Verhaallijn zet ik duidelijk in de mail naar Harry en sla ik op voor mezelf. Als iemand interesse heeft om mee te lezen kan je me mailen en stuur ik je de verhaallijn toe.

Begin hieronder eerst met een character creation van je eigen personage. Naam leeftijd etc. Als ik tijd heb zal ik zo wel de ORPG beginnen.

DEZE ORPG IS IN ENGELS EN REAGEREN OP DIT TOPIC IS NIET TOEGESTAAN!! Als je een opmerking hebt zet dit dan in de mail naar mij of Harry of hit me up op mijn of Harry's ST's.

Nou dit is het dan Harry! Only English from now on!

Anoniem
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HarryStyles schreef:
Alright here we go lads

Name: Elijah Henry Addington
Age: 21
Parental God: Eros
Picture:

and you can start <3333333

Anoniem
Internationale ster

Layla schreef:
Name: Evelyn 'Eva' Ueris Smith
Age: 20
Parental God: Hades

Starting now bb!

Anoniem
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Layla schreef:
It was a chilly spring day. The rays of sunlight warming Evelyn as she waits for the bus to go to work, she works at a local café. It's only a part-time job when finishing her university, she will hopefully be able to start her own business. Stretching her arms hearing a loud pop from the shoulder blade. The music that's on in her ear is just blasting in empty nothingness as she takes a look at the digital board to look at how long she still has to wait. Three more minutes until the bus arrives apparently. Shifting her weight from one leg to another impatiently, already running a bit late. Seeing the bus coming from afar she walks closer to the edge of the pavement. The bus stops exactly where she knew it would and opens its door. Right in front of it Eva steps in and takes a seat in the back. The ten-minute drive begins. The bumpy roads don't exactly make the ride comfortable but oh well after going there three days a week for exactly fifteen weeks now you get used to it. Two more stops and she's there. Looking out of the window Evelyn spots the mall she has been working in. Of course, it would have been nicer to work in a little bit less busy spot but it keeps her occupied and makes the day go by quicker. When the bus comes to a stop she says the bus driver a 'goodbye' and heads out in front of the mall. When she enters the crowds are surrounding her the second she steps in. "My God, I don't recall it being this busy on a Wednesday morning. Must be something special going on." She mumbles to herself. Up to the right and two escalators further, she arrives at her floor. Walking over to the café she opens the door and walks in. Two of her colleagues already being there and preparing to open up. Half an hour later they are done they decide to open the store and the first customers come in quickly. All in their morning rush or very hungry she starts taking orders and serving plates.

Anoniem
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HarryStyles schreef:
There was always something quite magical about waking up the second the sunrays slipped through your curtains in the morning, something rather beautiful about waking up without the sound of your alarm irritating your ears, and simply being able to feel completely rested. Seeing the scenery, it was no surprise that Elijah woke up in a good mood. While he was always happy to beat his alarm clock, a morning like this added to it just made life feel so much more beautiful. Getting himself out of bed was only easier because of this. The second his feet hit the cold bedroom floor, real life started to kick in though, and the nice calm feeling he was experiencing earlier disappeared quicker than snow in a microwave.
Getting himself dressed was no hassle, he always put his outfits down the evening before so he wouldn’t have to struggle with such important decisions in the morning, there was something about picking clothes that always took him at least an hour, even though he wasn’t even a very picky person, he just liked to look good. Taking his phone out of his pocket Elijah checked the train app as he made his way to the kitchen and living room, he always tried to make sure he knew what train he had to take before he left, so he was sure to leave on time. Sadly for him, life didn’t seem to be on his side today, seeing as the only train that would allow him to reach his work on time, was leaving in ten minutes. Never before had Elijah hurried this much in the morning. He skipped breakfast, just kept it at a cold glass of water to wake his stomach up, and decided to leave the dishes for that evening. Hurrying out of his apartment and towards the train station Elijah made it just in time for his train.
Only two stops later and he reached his destination. Since Elijah was still in college, he only had a small side job. He worked at an ice cream shop, serving ice cream to annoying twelve year olds who their parents decided were grown enough to get their own ice cream, they often weren’t. The job wasn’t all that bad, and his boss was really kind in keeping Elijah’s school hours in mind when making their weekly schedule. All in all, he was fairly happy with what he had going on, and he always went to work in a good mood, that was most important to him. From the train station it was only a short walk to the ice cream shop that Elijah worked in. Two blocks and one corner turned and he could already see the front of the store, but dear God was it busy. In all honesty, their shop didn’t do all that well unless it was summer. Of course they sold more than just ice cream, like waffles, coffee, and donuts, but the customers really only came for the ice cream, it was their main selling point anyway. So, seeing the store being so busy in spring was rather surprising if Elijah was honest. He did, however, not mind this at all. He was even rather excited to have this many customers in the store, Elijah always preferred being busy over simply standing around and waiting for something to happen.
Walking up to the store Elijah had to carefully make his way past the customers to get to the register where he greeted his colleagues happily. Getting to the back he put on his company hat and apron, before he washed his hands thoroughly and switched shifts with one of his colleagues, she went to take a break and he took her place behind the register, scooping up the ice cream orders the customers made at his other colleague. Elijah couldn’t help but feel happy as more and more orders started to come in, he had the feeling like this was going to be a good day.

Anoniem
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Layla schreef:

While taking orders Evelyn was called over by one of her co-workers who had, quite
unfortunately dropped a glass filled to the brim with orange juice and as
ordered with a bit of ice. The others were busy preparing their dishes and in
too much of a hassle to go and clean the mess that was made. She quickly rolled
up her sleeves and runs to the back to quickly get some cleaning products so
the floor won't stay sticky. Quickly making a small soap and water mixed
substance. She goes over to the orange puddle that is near the counter in the
cafe. Quickly dipping the rag in the puddle and then squeezing it out into the
bucket repeating the process until it is clean enough for the guests not to be
disturbed by it. The real cleaning gets done later today after the costumers
have gone away and the cafe isn't open for the public anymore. Her colleagues
thank her as she dumps the dirty water into the toilet. Quickly heading back
behind the counter to switch out with another co-worker who was now switching to go and work the serving round. She was met with an old lady who
looked at her kindly and she was a familiar face.
“Good morning miss Clayton! The regular order?” She always had a white chocolate raspberry cheesecake with some
extra raspberry’s on top and the side a large cappuccino made by me or her
other favorite worker who is a guy named Jeremy. He’s a nice guy, nice enough
at least. He is an incredible nerd and always wants me to come over to the game
with him. Evelyn is more into poetry, writing, and singing. She enjoys spending
time in nature and natural spring is her favorite season. When all the
flowers bloom and the birds start to sing. Miss Clayton speaks up and disturbs
Eva out of her wandering thoughts. At first, Eva thought Miss Clayton was a
little bit demanding but when she got to know her better she didn’t mind her
very specific order and by now the entire staff of the café knew her and her
order. “Wait a moment miss! I'll get right back to you with your orders! I’ll
come to bring it myself so we can chat a little.”
Her wrinkled face folds up and her lips turn into a smile as she easily walks back to a table. When Evelyn
gets older she would like to take it easy too. Starting every morning reading a
new part of a book and eating some breakfast. Then changing out of her sleeping
wear and putting on some clothes and shuffling at her own pace around town
may be taking the bus or whatever new has been invented in that period but
for now, let’s focus on work. She brews the coffee and grabs a big slice of
cheesecake and gently puts it on the plate. Then going to the fridge and
grabbing some raspberry’s for on miss Clayton’s plate and cheesecake. After the
cake is ready she heads over to the coffee machine foaming up a large amount of
milk and brewing some strong coffee. She puts a cup on a saucer and firstly pours
in the coffee, then adds the foam making a nice leaf-like pattern in the foam.
Evelyn puts everything carefully on a serving tray and walks over to the elderly
lady who is reading a newspaper with her glasses on. The strength of her spectacles
mostly likely high. She puts everything down carefully and stands next
to her. She asks: “How is everything going miss Clayton?” Miss Clayton smiles her
folds of skin look like a crumpled up paper which has been tried to straighten again
but even with her because of elderdom marked face she still looks like an
elegant old lady. Eva admires that a lot. “Good dearie, I heard one of my
grandchildren got a partner!” “How amazing! Such good news on this lovely day!
Which one is it?” “The youngest one Benjamin.” “Ahh, I am so glad to hear that!
Thank you for sharing the word with me today!” “Of course! You’re my favorite barista
after all and always giving me excellent service. How is everything on your
side?” She speaks slowly but she is very audible. Eva answers back: “Just life
at the moment miss Clayton! I am working hard at school and in the café but I
am enjoying myself for now so I suppose everything is good!” “I am happy to
hear that child. Now go back to your work! I don’t want to get you in trouble.”
“I will and you never will! Have a nice day! Thank you for stopping by!” She
nods one last time to miss Clayton and heads back to the counter to continue
work.

I have no clue how everything turned out so damn weird but I guess this will have to make do?

Anoniem
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HarryStyles schreef:
While Elijah truly did love his job, he found that working on colder days like these really slowed down the workflow. Suddenly an hour felt like it took twice, or even triple as long as usual. Elijah always loved being busy, especially with customers. Interacting and chatting with customers was his favourite part of the job. Even with some of the bad apples, Karen’s, Elijah still found joy in his job, and could easily look past the rude ones to make eye for the nice ones. Usually it was easy to forget about the rude people that came in, but on a slow day like today, the rude people stuck around in your mind more, and sometimes even in the store. Throughout his work day Elijah had to deal with a total of five rude customers, which didn’t sound like a lot, but in a six hour work day, with a break of one half hour, and maybe only twenty customers that he had to serve, five was still twenty five percent, which was quite a lot. At the end of the day, Elijah was just happy to be able to take his apron off and leave the ice cream shop.
As he walked out through the front door of the store Elijah was hit in the face by a chilly breeze, sending shivers down his spine. Perhaps he should have dressed more according to the weather. It was rather cold, but nothing Elijah couldn’t deal with for the day. While his original plan had been to get something to eat before leaving home, the wind started to become worse enough for Elijah to completely change his mind. He had food at home anyway, he shouldn’t be spending money unreasonably. For a short moment Elijah stood still in his tracks, chuckling softly at his own thoughts. He never fully realized how adulthood made him more like a parent until that moment. He did have food at home. He would almost apologize to his mother for not being this reasonable as a child. Elijah loved his mother, a lot. They still frequently spoke. If it was up to Elijah he would call her daily, but she had a full time job, and he felt like she deserved some time to rest and relax without any disturbance like Elijah calling her. His mother wasn’t his biological mother, neither was his father. When he was ten they told him he was adopted, which had been a rough time for Elijah. He had truly never expected him to not be his parents’ kid, but in hindsight it made sense. Where his hair and eyes were a very dark shade of brown, both his parents had bright blue eyes. His mother had beautiful ginger hair, and his father’s hair was such a light shade of blond it might as well be white. They were beautiful, but Elijah looked nothing like them. Where their skin was nearly white, Elijah held a lot more colour, especially after sunbathing for a little bit. How he had never realized this as a child was a big question mark, but perhaps he was just a lot more stupid than he had hoped.
As Elijah made his way to the train station he took place on a bench at the platform his train would stop at. To his surprise Elijah was surrounded by a lot of other people his age. Usually he would share the train with a bunch of older people who returned from work, not a bunch of students who would usually still be at school. While it was weird, Elijah didn’t think much of it, perhaps they were just a bunch of senior highschoolers on their way for a school trip. Just because he was always surrounded by older people, didn’t mean this was such a weird or strange thing that something had to be up. As the wind that rushed by started to get a little more out of control Elijah pulled his jacket closed. He wasn’t one to handle cold well, but his train should be there any minute, he wouldn’t have to suffer much longer.
Much to Elijah’s dismay, the time his train should have arrived past, and there was still no train. As he looked over at the board, it showed there was a ten minute delay. A deep sigh rolled over his lips as he shook his head just a little. The wind was getting worse and worse, while Elijah thought that there had been no storms expected. Perhaps he should pay more attention to the weather channel, then these mix ups wouldn’t occur this often.
The ten minutes had passed, and while the train hadn’t arrived, rain had. Elijah was lucky enough to be standing underneath a little roof, keeping him mostly dry. With all the students also trying to find shelter, a lot more people gathered around Elijah, seeking for a place to stay dry. While Elijah didn’t really like small spaces, he found himself not minding this situation. These people just wanted to stay dry, he couldn’t blame them for it. He genuinely just hoped the train would be arriving soon.

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