Thread: RP: The 100: May We Meet Again: One-on-One with Horror_Show

Her eyes fluttered opened. Instantly she sat upwards and looked to her left to see a familiar face, a colored man. She leaned her head back, letting out a breath that looked like a sigh. Her eyes scanned, quickly gathering she was in fact strapped, on the dropship heading towards the earths atmosphere. Nice to see you too.welcome--- He was cut off. You shouldnt be here. Why are you The blonde looked irritated and confused. Her eyes still didnt completely focus on the colored man, she was searching for something. As soon as I found out what was happening, I got myself arrested. I knew I would be chosen, to help you The ship started malfunctioning as the ship hit the earth atmosphere. Things started breaking and electoral sparks were raining. Everyone began to panic, the lights started flickering. A flat screen monitor turned on showing the chancellor. Clarke swallowed spit while nervously holding onto the restraints that kept her strapped in as the man on the screen held everyones attention. Hello, it is your Chancellor Thelonious Jaha . Because of your crimes, the one hundred of you are expendable. Your mission is simple Find out if Earth can be survivable at this time. Should you succeed and survive, the Ark will follow and land on the surface, too. All of you will be forgiven and your records will be expunged. Thank you. May peace be with you all. Good luck. There were chants and bullies to the man known as Wells as the man spoke, and he closed his eyes seeming more than annoyed. The chancellor was giving them a chance, a chance at survival, a chance at saving mankind and having a fresh start. A few delinquents decided it be a fun idea to unstrap themselves to float around in the gravity, not ideally understanding how dangerous it was. One floated by the blonde and the colored man, making faces and catcalling, she eyed him. Youre going to die, get back in your damn seat She said under her breath and that only encouraged the teens catcalling. The chancellor continued telling them it was vital for them to get to a certain mountain and that supplies were supposedly there it was important for them to find the supplies to thrive on. The ship got more violent as the screen shut off just before the screen shut off. It shifted and the boy flew harshly crashing to one wall as more sparks flew and the ride got rougher. Clarke held on and looked around. Finally, the ship landed, you could hear metal grinding and smoke was coming from some of the machines. There was a strong silence, besides the breaths of all the juvenile prisoners onboard. Then you would hear the noise of those same juveniles taking off the restraints. She quickly unfastened her own and got up running toward the same exact idiotic kid that had chosen to take off his to early and now he was unconsciousness if not dead on the floor. Shit She said under her breath, wiping her forehead with her forearm. She heard others talking about already opening the door and she looked around, alerted. She pushed up and ran to maneuver herself through the crowd of prisoners. You can't just open the doors, its not safe! Are you all out of your damn minds. She yelled pushing her way through. She emerged to the front where the oldest prisoner was, a tall olive complexion young male with strong dark features. Before she could say anything, another person mentioned her same thoughts, that the air could be toxic. The male answered thoroughly with a reasonable comeback, that theyd be dead already and it didnt matter. Clarke decided to keep her mouth shut and acknowledge that was true but her mind was distracted when someone called out that Octavia Blake was onboard. Clarke had heard the rumors, and she knew of the situation with her being hidden and then imprisoned but hadnt personally known them. The young dark hair woman walked forward and almost attacked but her brother caught her, grabbing her attention. Octavia grinned and watched as her brother opened the bay door. It opened loudly, sunlight blinding all the prisoners. They had never been exposed to the earth sunshine. Others prisoners tried to exit first but Blake quickly stopped them, wanting his sister to be first, giving her that after the years of hell she endured. Clarke was flabbergasted at everything. A strong wind blew past the young woman as she slowly descended. Everyone was silenced in excitement and in awe by the scenery of the deep thick forest. She was quiet as her boots met the grass, in those seconds, there was even fear until she threw her hands up laughing out, letting out a snarky cheer. Were back..bitches! That lighten the mood, the prisoners laughed and rushed, pushing past each other, some jumping to be exposed to earth. In that moment, she also wasnt far from Blake and saw his serious face, turn into a gorgeous laugh. It took her off guard from all the anxiety she had just experienced in the past twenty hours. She stayed onboard as people pushed past her, watching for some reason him descend in a slow stride, meeting his sister. She watched his grin, his younger sisters grin as she playfully pushed him and they continued. Almost everyone was out of the ship, a good distance away, cheering as she finally jumped down, on her tennis shoes . The blonde was dressed in cargo pants and an old ragged t-shirt, she had tied her field jacket around her waist. She steadied herself and finally looked around, being the first step she had taken on earth, amazed by its pure beauty, something she had drawn for years. Her eyes slightly glossed over, thinking of her own father. She took a huge inhale and exhale of fresh forest air, trying to work through it. She didnt even move far from the ship, her emotions having been a little too overwhelming, she had spent days inside of the cell wondering if she would live or die. Now she was on earth! She took a few steps, hearing the thick forest underbrush crunch, another strong wind blew. The others were a little way off. Finally, she used her hands to wipe her eyes, and started pacing, trying to catch up to the other prisoners. She could still hear them but everyone was thriving off pure adrenaline. She started jogging, using her arms to pick up speed, almost building more anxiety from losing everybody. She could hear them, but not see them. She was jogging for what felt like minutes, downhill, gaining speed, a few big branches almost smacked her but she dodged them only getting a few scrapes. She then realized while running, she may have lost the others. Fuck. She breathed out panting. She tried taking a slightly different path. She didnt realize how steep the path was and was jogging, her jog had turned into a sprint because of the decline. Her breathing got more labored until she felt something grab her, a strong hand from a tree and pull her in, crushing her to their hard chest. She gaped, coughing out, mouth ajar out of shock. She breathed out, looking up to see Blake. His big dark eyes looking at her. Her chest was pumping out of her chest, she was sweating, possibly having a minor anxiety attack. videoyoutube Now that the smoke's gone And the air is all clear Those who were right there Got a new kind of fear You'd fight and you were right But they were just too strong They'd stick it in your face And let you smell what they consider wrong