T h e • O u t s i d e

Oh...ok...

Sorry. I mean like I said, we can start now and go through life at St. Claude's buy nothing too big will happen for a minute...

Whatever you think is best

Hm...well I do need to whip out a list of things that'll be in the Outside. Any suggestions?

You mean species?

Species, places, things like that. I think the queen will be bipolar and represent the seasons, she'll be all dramatic and stuff...

Cool, so it's not like the regular world? There could be elemental vampires, Earth, Air, Water, Fire, and Soul? They have powers according to each, and they also have to consume their element to survive? They're the Guardians?

I'm nit sure about the guardians, but they could be the queen's guards. They fall in and out of favor depending on her season, and she kills thise that fall out if favor. But they feel no malice for her- in fact, they love her nonetheless.
And there's these two twins that are extremely tall, like people on stilts, that represent the sun and the moon. The sun is harsh and has pointed teeth while the other is very dark but is somewhat kinder.
There will be a three headed where wolf, and a pale demon in a suit with his poetic compnaion who's made out of ashes.

The sun is a dude and the moon is a girl? And they look like Apollo and Artemis the twins from Greek mythology? Execpt for the pointed teeth and such.

Oh, and a centaur that loves riddles? Before you can see the queen, you have to guess one correctly, if not, he kills you with a poisoned broadsword.

No, they were both gonna be guys and the sun is glowing and golden while the other is completely black with bright white eyes.

There was gonna be a river of the dead where the water is clear and colorless and the dead float. Occasionally, the people passing by in boats will be attacked by mermaids who has grayish skin and milky blue eyes like dead people who will snatch travelers up and try to willingly make them hive up their heart and skin using their voices. They use these to become "living" beings and be able to walk on land. A famous one who did this was named Mariela with long flowly black hair and tamed skin. She has shells and fish nines tied throughher hair and his very beautiful, but her eyes are still milky blue like a dead person's. She steers the boat across the river.

Oh, ok. Like the river styx? Or however you spell it XP

Yep, kind of.

And there will be a forest where the leaves and flowers are strung with Christmas lights. That's where the canibals live with their carnival masks and and elegant clothes. Every night, they go on a hunt and ask certain people to dance. Make a deal with one of them, and you will be forced to dance forever. They often try to trick people into doing this.

Whoa, that all sounds really cool! You're great at this kind of slightly twisted stuff XD

Lol, yea. It's sad but true. ;D

No, I think it's great. Cannot wait to start!

Same...guess we could start like I said without going too in depth. Like I said, the Outsiders won't be used for a minute anyway.

Ok, you want to go first? And I wish !nspired was on, the Jude/Julia thing is really fun to write

Ack, I need to claw my way back into that. >.<

It is Saturday morning at St.Claude's. Mrs. Devou blows her whistle and the little girls stop what their doing and fall in line. Backs erect. Eyes in front. Some with fingers trembling with the eradic drumming of their hearts. But that too is silenced soon enough by the simplest flicker of Mrs. Devou's eyes. It is time for bed checks. Her riding crop lays hungrily at her side.

Maryanne
Like always, my bed was made. Only I never made it. All the girls knew I slept on the tile under the small, pole framed mattress; the closest to a cure for my insomnia as I could find

Mrs. Devou walks down the aisle of girls, throwing the occasional"Back straight," or "Head up," as she goes. She stops by a thin child, a girl with black hair and unnaturally pink eyes. Her eyes run through the girl while her fingers run over the fabric of the girl's thread bare sheets.

Maryanne
Swallowing hard, I stood up impossibly straight, as if she could see through me instantly. And she probably could, all the kids said the old hag could read guilty souls.

The woman's eyes lock onto the girl as her finger falls back at her side. Something is up with this chidl, she knows. But all will be revealed in time. She runs her fingers over the child's face and frowns. "Do you always look so disgusting after you sleep?" She doesn't wait for her answer as she moves down the rows, finding herself pleased with most of the beds. One was empty of course, after yesterday's falicie. Mrs. Devou opens the door as the little blond girl is escorted back in, her eyes red but otherwise perfectly kept. "Have you learned you lesson?" she asks the girl. She bites her lip and nods.

Maryanne
I flinch when she touches me, but manage to keep still and silent. Then the girl from yesterday walks in, and my heart goes out to her. The Orphanage had been too harsh on her one mistake, and I shutter.

Andrea: Mrs. Devou walks out and I close my eyes. The whole room seems to let out the breath it was holding as I return to my bed and grab the stuffed bunny I'd kept in my suitcase. I sit on the floor and gently pet his hair. Everyone either stares or chooses to ignore yesterday's trouble maker. I'm today's taboo.