08-26-2018, 12:07 PM
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acacia katherine montgomery
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Where she had come from before wasn't important. Not that she was of a background of pervert family members or sleepless nights full of risen voices or days that dragged on and on because the only thing that occupied her mind was staying alive until the next meal. To be frank, it was quite the opposite.
Acacia had always been fed, always had somebody to share a word with, always had a comforting bed to sleep in. The farmhouse life was simple. And perhaps it was because of this simplicity that the notion that life shouldn't be so effortless had nagged at her for so long. It was true that she had it easy; her masters took good care of her and her siblings, not to mention her parents, who were valued for their longevity and hard work on the farm. Not much was required of them; their biggest task was herding the simple minded cattle a mile or two down the road to the next pasture. Sometimes they would work with the sheep, whom were even dumber than the cattle, which only served to increase the tediousness of the task. Acacia appreciated this bit of added difficulty. Well, she tried to. The sheep on the ranch were illiterate and couldn't follow along with a simple sentence. She always tried to keep a conversation while she worked in an attempt to distract herself from how banal it was but this proved quite impossible. And, well, that was why Acacia had found herself in the midst of this little beach town. She loved her family but her heart belonged somewhere far more extravagant than the farm. She wanted to be lascivious and risky; she needed an adrenaline and, quite frankly, a source of conversation. Life where she had come from was exhaustingly repetitive.
If she had had any qualms about leaving her family, they quickly dissipated as she padded down the boardwalk. The colorful houses almost overwhelmed her to look at; hues of colors she didn't even know existed reached out and engulfed her. The unfamiliar smells inundated her senses as she put one paw in front of the other at an almost agonizingly slow pace, caught up in the wonderous unfamiliarity of everything. Somebody could have reached out and grabbed her tail and she wouldn't have even noticed, being on such a high from the rush of adrenaline that this place gave her.
Acacia had always been fed, always had somebody to share a word with, always had a comforting bed to sleep in. The farmhouse life was simple. And perhaps it was because of this simplicity that the notion that life shouldn't be so effortless had nagged at her for so long. It was true that she had it easy; her masters took good care of her and her siblings, not to mention her parents, who were valued for their longevity and hard work on the farm. Not much was required of them; their biggest task was herding the simple minded cattle a mile or two down the road to the next pasture. Sometimes they would work with the sheep, whom were even dumber than the cattle, which only served to increase the tediousness of the task. Acacia appreciated this bit of added difficulty. Well, she tried to. The sheep on the ranch were illiterate and couldn't follow along with a simple sentence. She always tried to keep a conversation while she worked in an attempt to distract herself from how banal it was but this proved quite impossible. And, well, that was why Acacia had found herself in the midst of this little beach town. She loved her family but her heart belonged somewhere far more extravagant than the farm. She wanted to be lascivious and risky; she needed an adrenaline and, quite frankly, a source of conversation. Life where she had come from was exhaustingly repetitive.
If she had had any qualms about leaving her family, they quickly dissipated as she padded down the boardwalk. The colorful houses almost overwhelmed her to look at; hues of colors she didn't even know existed reached out and engulfed her. The unfamiliar smells inundated her senses as she put one paw in front of the other at an almost agonizingly slow pace, caught up in the wonderous unfamiliarity of everything. Somebody could have reached out and grabbed her tail and she wouldn't have even noticed, being on such a high from the rush of adrenaline that this place gave her.
INFO + RPed by razzle
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acacia katherine montgomery ― roleplayed by razzie