"Good luck with your... thing."

No need to risk another conflict so soon. No need to go where you aren't wanted.

She smiled, took the offered support from Colm and stepped gingerly, carefully, to whatever came next.

((Betty Quinn continued in Lullabies to Paralyze))

Betty forced herself not to snort at Colm's outrageous commentary on the occupant's complete lack of... decorum? What would you even call telling someone to come back later in this circumstance? In this moment, more than anything, she wanted to be just one of five Betties so she could tell them abou...

Betty nodded in assent. It took everything in her not to assume that it was occupied, that the occupant wasn't going to be hostile. Pessimism was just as unhealthy as blind optimism. All she had to do was be prepared. Prepared to speak on her own behalf again, to be her own salvation. Colm had prove...

"I don't think another attempt would go any better than this one did, he's made up his mind!" The shaking, though startling, did help. This situation had gone out of control in a hurry, and Quinn was prepared to cut her losses here. She was shaken in more than one way, counting in her head...

There was an amusing irony in the fact Quinn had known Oakley much better than Angelo had. He would have appreciated this ridiculous melodrama if he'd been the one to walk away out of the two of them. She didn't, really. While she'd been gifted a weapon that could have quickly turned this mess in he...

It was foolish. Which of them was the bigger fool, she couldn't say. But as Angelo pretended to consider her words, Quinn found herself feeling uncharacteristically vexed by him. She wouldn't describe herself as anything less than a murderer. Being treated coldly for what she had done was natural. H...

She wasn't offended. Quinn didn't know who Angelo was looking for, but she would have much rather he found those people than her, especially since he had questions. Frustrating, but a rational reaction. Salvageable, perhaps. Her shivering could be contributed to the temperature, if you were generous...

One of her classmates nearly knocking her down was much less startling than disturbing the furry creatures that had made this place their home. If she wanted to drift into her memories, she could recall this sort of thing happening at JEM from time to time. If she longed to pull from something happi...

((Betty Quinn continued from Aria )) There was something humorously dramatic about having to move a wardrobe to access a trap door, and the fact that Quinn chuckled at it before she could spot herself said something about her mental state, though she couldn't pinpoint what it was exactly. This wasn'...

I'd like to try! I'll do my best!

Not to be picking at or anything, because plagiarism is serious, but I thought the general practice for weapons was to copy them from a source so everyone was on the same page on how they functioned. If this was something about the meta game story that is supposed to be original it would be one thin...

Done and done!

Name: Betty Dixon Gender: Female Age: 18 Grade: 12th School: John Endecott Memorial Academy Hobbies and Interests: Ballet, Photography, Fighting Games, Hip-hop dancing Appearance: Betty is 5’2” and 148 pounds, and carries most of her weight in her hips and thighs. Her frame is pear-shaped with a sl...

Name: Betty Dixon Gender: Female Age: 18 Grade: 12th School: John Endecott Memorial Academy Hobbies and Interests: Ballet, Photography, Fighting Games, Hip-hop dancing, Fashion by proxy Appearance: Betty is 5’2” and 148 pounds, and carries most of her weight in her hips and thighs. Her frame is pea...

I am in thereeee