Whisked Away

XXD my characters are Paula and Joan

I just have Efisio, I dont know if I can keep track of multiple characters. XD XD

XD so...should probably wait for Sam, hm?

Probably. (I am half tempted to make another character based off Hamlet but thats a bit over the top. XD XD)

I made two characters totaly and unashamidly based off the Beatles

Nice XD
I have like this huge interest in shakespeare, that why the idea crossed my mind
(this coming from a person who's photo is actually Hamlet. XD XD)

(aw see ya)
Jackson: "No", I grab onto my bunk, built into the smooth side it's awkward to find somthing to hold onto. The guy in the one above it is still out, a couple are, I note. I noticed big fog/icy glass doors right above the one bunk with nothing over it (The room's sorrta shaped like [also ignore the periods they are just for spacing)
|3 stacked beds like|
| cubies on a shelf |_______
..............................|sing| |
..............................| le | |
..............................| cot| |<--closet
..............................|___|_|
| the other 3 beds |
| also stacked |
"Um, Venetian" I stumble awkwardly with what to call the hopping guy, "try those doors"
He opens them and behind is a closet about a metre and a half deep with 7 pegs and cubies above each.

(an love me some shakespear and beatles!! )

XD
Joan
"Hey Paula!" I hiss, tossing my shoe at my roomate

Paula
"Wha" I ask sleepily, raising my head

Joan
"We've been kidnapped!"

(in my humble opinion; Shakespeare and leonardo da Vinci are the best people who ever lived)
Efisio: I listen to what Jackson had to say. "Uh this door?" I asked as I opened it. Crap, nothing "My name is Efisio by the way. Efisio Verdone."

"kidnapped?" I repeat bringing a hand through my hair. Why would I be kidnapped what could someone want with a bunch of teenagers, what in the world is going on..

Efisio; I paced around the room. Waving my head and stuff around in bordom. I began humming but the tune wasnt really anything. Just a jumble of pitches.

Paula
"What do you mean we've been bloody kidnapped, Joan?! You're off you're bloody rocker..."

Joan
"Look around, and stop saying bloody"

Paula
My eyes ran over the room, a room I was totally unfamiliar with "WE'VE BEEN BLOODY KIDNAPPED!"

Efisio: "you know you two fight like an old married couple." I chuckled on the words.

Joan
I threw my other shoe at that guy, whoever he was "And who are you, anyway? You obviously aren't the one that did all this" I said, motioning around "Are you kidnapped to?"

Paula
I was torn between going back to bed and looking around, so I stood up "Well this is just bloody great. Anywho, I'm going to go bust us out while you two sit there talking. Cheerio." Walking to another room, I studied for some possible escape

Efisio; I dodged the rouge shoe, ' Hello! Watch where you throw them things, I could have died. Yes im stuck here too."

I stared with amusement at the two girls, british it seems, but the panic still swirled in my stomach. There don't seem to be many connections between us other than that we're all teens. I wander away from the buzz towards the door, hopefull that this one leeds somewhere.. I opend it and find another room with an arch on either near the middle of the respective walls. The decor seems to be the same throughout, streamlined, modern, white walls and large tile floors, but it's weird this big room looks like an ultra modern commons of sorts. There's one other door big and bulk straight across from me; it doesn't seem to have a knob on it,"weird" I whisper. I walk around the furniture and try to jostle it open, but it won't budge,it's practicly a part of the wall.

Jackson
One of the girls came into the room aswell, "Paula I think"

Paula
I go back in, giving up for now "Well hullo, my name's Jane Paula McCartney, but my friends call me Paula. The grouchy looking one is Joan, but she's not as intimidating as she looks" I grin

Joan
Rolling my eyes I laugh "Typical Paulie. We were in the states trying to make it big with our band, staying at a hotel...and the rest is history. Actually, we don't know the rest but we woke up here. What's your story, mate?"

XD cracking myself up

dang I think to myself, they'll think I'm crazy thinking outloud.. I call it thinking loudly. She just said somthing,I guess she didn't notice it.. I smile at the girl "I'm Jackson, my family owns a farm, went to bed last night.. I think" it feels like it's been atleast a day. "And um here we are, it doesn't seem to threatening though" I hope that by saying this I can relax a bit, or at least relax the girls, but who am I kiding they don't seem to freaked.

Paula
"You don't look so good" I tell the girl with a grimace

Joan
"Definitely palling, are you okay?"

Paula
"Maybe she needs to lay down...take some deep breaths or something"

Joan
"We could sing something?"

Paula
"Hey, that'd be cool. Might calm us down to"

Efisio: "You used to be a farmer, lucky. o o o I know a bunch of lovey dovey gondolier songs!" I paced around the room.

(Maybe I'm just confused by what you meant, but jackson's a guy)
Jackson: "Yea? Since when do people envy the farm life?" I've never heard that one before, I love it, my muscles, that's it.. we bailed yesterday I'm not sore.. "Guys, I'm pretty sure the last thing I remember was atleast 2 days ago.."

Paula
"So nobody wants to hear us sing?" I shrug, plopping back down on a bed

Joan
"Harsh man, that hurts. Anyway, now I'M going to try to find a way out. Anybody know how to pick locks?"

"No but there aren't any locks to pick"