Alex Rider RPG

The thick hands grabbed her first around the waist. They hoisted her up, then another set clamped around her mouth.
The lawn was empty, the students in class. No one would see what happened.
They dragged Sabina to the limo outside which the man was now standing. He was smiling serenly, pleased he'd just captured an innocent girl.
They threw her into the back of the limo, then the guards both got in front, one driving. The man slid into the limo across from Sabina and closed the door as the limo began to move.
"What do you want with me?" cried Sabina.
"Simply," said the man. His voice was small and inconspicuous. "I know that you are good friends with a boy by the name of Alex Rider. He works for M16 with Alan Blunt."
"So?"
"Alex Rider killed my brother."
"Your brother is...?"
"Damian Cray."
"The madman who tried to kill me?" screamed Sabina. She lashed out at the man, but he didn't seem to move until Sabina realized her harm had been swatted away as though it was nothing more than a fly.
"He was not a madman," snapped the man. "My name is Louis Cray."
"I don't care," retorted Sabina. "I want out of here!"
"We will not let you go until you tell us where Alex Rider is."
For the first time, Sabina noticed the man's British accent.
"He's not here," she said stubbornly.
"Come now," said Cray softly. "Tell the nice men where your boyfriend is."
"He's not my boyfriend and he's not here!" presisted Sabina.
"Is he in England?"
"I dunno!" cried out Sabina. "He could be anywhere."
Louis Cray tutted.
"Well, I know you know more than this. You will come stay at my home until you find your tounge and sense to tell me. Your parents will be notified you have been taken hostage until a certain Alex Rider comes to get you. He, M16, and the British Government will also be told."
 
Okay, here's my character:

Name: Susannah 'Suze' Blunt
age: 14
Looks: Long dark wavy hair, steely grey eyes, tall for her age.
 
is that like british cuz i know that ppl from other contries call thisng differently lik elevator would be called lift, im from the u.s. so yea, lol
 
tottyfruitty said:
ooc: she sounds like blunt lol
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(Exactly lol)

"Curses..." muttered Susannah, looking at her watch as she ran into the building. She had made her uncle's driver stop further away from the school so she didn't arouse any suspicion.
She was a good few hours late for school- WHY had her uncle given her a huge list of things to remember when she was about to leave? Protect Alex Rider. Find out who wants to kill him. Take them out so they didn't touch a single hair on precious Alex's blonde head.
Susannah snorted despite herself. Her uncle was so concerned for Alex. Concerned that if he died, no-one else could do his dirty work for him, more like.
It seemed to be the lunch break, and students were everwhere. Susannah sighed. How was she ever supposed to find Alex in this mess?
 
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(Lol *Susannah rushes into the toilet*)

After looking around for a few minutes, Susannah sighed heavily and collapsed on a bench outside.
"Where are you, Rider?" she muttered, leaning back. Her thoughts strayed to the past few days, when Alan Blunt had first called her into his office at the bank. Well, it wasn't actually a bank- it was really the headquarters of MI6. The root of all evil. Or so Susannah thought.
"I'd like you to run an errand for me." her uncle's steely grey eyes- so like her own- had seemed to look right through her. "Have you heard of a boy named Alex Rider?"
And with those words, her nightmare had begun. Now she was undercover, trying to find out who was going to kill Alex, and protecting him without him actually finding out.
 
Twice. Twice.
TWICE!
Twice she had been kidnapped on account of Alex Rider, this being the second.
But it wasn't half as bad as she thought. She was given a huge room. It had white walls, black-and-steel furniture, every book she'd ever read and enjoyed, a very cool-looking laptop, a silver phone, and a massive TV. There was also a huge bed, with white-and-black comforter, sheets, and pillows; facing it on the opposite wall was a floor-to-ceiling sliding glass door that went onto a balcony.
Sabina was allowed to call, email, instant message, or contact anyone in anyway she wanted. But she knew it would be searched somehow before it left, and if she told anyone where she was, it wouldn't be sent.
She was also allowed to go anywhere on the grounds of the massive castle she had been taken to (obviously Cray's home). She could eat anything she wanted at anytime.
She was free. Kidnapped, but free.
But she wanted to see Alex more than ever.
 
Susannah was thinking about how much she hated her uncle, when something made her look up. A very good-looking boy with blonde hair and serious eyes was walking past, hand in his pockets. He looked deep in thought.
'Hello, Alex Rider,' Susannah thought, grinning. She remembered the photo Alan Blunt had shown her before she had left- this was him alright. The child prodigy. The linguist. The martial artist. The perfect little spy.
 
Princey said:
Susannah was thinking about how much she hated her uncle, when something made her look up. A very good-looking boy with blonde hair and serious eyes was walking past, hand in his pockets. He looked deep in thought.
'Hello, Alex Rider,' Susannah thought, grinning. She remembered the photo Alan Blunt had shown her before she had left- this was him alright. The child prodigy. The linguist. The martial artist. The perfect little spy.
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Oh.My.Gosh.
You are such a good writer, Princey!
 
labritories = toilet? cuz sometimes their called lavatories lol (lol jk)

ic: natasha was already seated in science class waiting for the class to start twirling a finger around a lock of her glossy black hair
 
QueenSusanofNarnia said:
Oh.My.Gosh.
You are such a good writer, Princey!
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Thank you! :) I always get this warm feeling inside when someone praises my writing lol. I love writing. You're amazing too, you know!
 
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