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Post by Bambi Prim Hills on Feb 20, 2017 0:19:22 GMT
I WILL POWDER MY NOSE AND SMILE | BUT IT'S ALL AN ACT; I'M SCREAMING ON THE INSIDE. I DONT KNOW MYSELF. | TAGGED  
| He’d never ignored her so blatantly before, and though normally that would offend her to no end the sheen of unshed tears that coated his eyes made a lump raise in her throat. He wouldn’t look at her, as though he were too ashamed to do so.. all Bambi wanted to do was make whoever made him feel like this pay. She was protective; aggressively so over Bellamy. He’d done so much for his people; for them, and for Bambi herself that she couldn’t understand how much disrespect he received from those who were supposedly his friends. She’d never seen him so crushed—not even when he returned from Mount Weather. Not even when Clarke left...
She wanted to demand answers. They played on the tip of her tongue and clawed at her tightly pursed lips but she swallowed them bitterly. Her tense grip on his jaw and her tight expression was obvious as energy brewed under her skin, but instead of screaming just yet she firmly wrapped her arm around him and tightly rested her hand on his head with her fingers curled into his hair. Her hold was tight and even vibrated down to her enraged bones but with every bit of energy she had she fought off the rage and tried—so hard to be there for him now. The time for yelling, ranting and raving would come behind closed doors.
Her nod was tense as she shifted to wrap her arm around his shoulders and took his hand in hers. It was a supportive hold but also slightly forceful. She wasn’t going to let him sneak off somewhere behind a locked door. She wasn’t going to let him process whatever happened without support. He wasn’t a fucking God. He shouldn’t have always been expected to deal with everything alone... She was an angry little thing—but she cared about Bellamy enough to pause her scene, at least temporarily.
As she opened her door and let him go reluctantly, she took her first breath since she’d led him from the courtyard. “What the hell happened?” she questioned a little harshly. “Who did this to you? Was... Was it a grounder? Pike wouldn’t do this... what happened?” she didn’t want to let him go but she was sorting through her things, hoping to find a small enough needle to help stitch up the gash on his cheek. He had a habit of not going to medical that drove her mad. "Talk to me Bell..."
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Post by Bambi Prim Hills on Feb 1, 2017 21:23:31 GMT
I WILL POWDER MY NOSE AND SMILE | BUT IT'S ALL AN ACT; I'M SCREAMING ON THE INSIDE. I DONT KNOW MYSELF. | TAGGED   @vero
| Bambi should have never left Arkadia, but with the return of those who were lost in Mount Weather and the alliance with the grounders that formed, she'd seen many strange people coming in and out of their settlement. Clarke and Abby were directing medical staff in the treatment of the reapers, which brought many clans to their gates. Two days earlier, a grounder from an unknown clan came into Arkadia wearing a nylon wristband made of blue and red threads, braided tightly together. It was a bracelet that Bambi had made for her husband... he was assumed lost to Factory Station, after that girl Mel was rescued and claimed she was the sole survivor. Bambi didn't believe her, especially when she saw the grounder wearing the uniquely wound chord. She tried to talk to him; to ask him about where he had obtained the jewelry. If her husband was alive and had traded it with him, or he had even stolen it from his breathing body then there was hope. Yet, if he picked it out of the crash site, she'd have closure. Though, when she did try to talk to him, he left on his horse and did not speak with her at all...
Driven by desperation, Bambi stole a horse from the stables and left Arkadia as quickly as she was able to. By that point, the grounder and his fellow clan members had been long gone with only tracks to lead her to them. She'd never ridden a horse in her life, or tracked a human in the woods. The traffic around Arkadia was obscene as they transferred reapers in and out of the camp as well, so she wasn't even sure what tracks she was following... Night fell too quickly, and before Bambi had reached the end of the trail she was following, she'd lost her way completely. It had been hours. Worse than all of that, she could feel herself being watched. Stiffly, she directed her horse towards the creek where the tracks ended and winced as she slid off the saddle. "Stupid, stupid... damn it," she muttered to herself as she tugged the reins over the horse's head and led it to the creek. She dropped to her knees and gave up whatever pride she'd held onto the scoop up much needed water and bring it to her lips. Yet, before she could get her fill, a massive, black panther leaped from the brush at her horse-- pulling a scream of terror from Bambi. The horse jerked away and Bambi didn't waste time trying to coax it to follow her. She ran through the creek and deeper still into the woods so fast and blindly that branches hooked into her hair and scratched at her face.
She ran so long her chest ached as much as her stiff legs, yet she still felt like she was being followed by the creature, even when the mud on the ground put up so much resistance she collapsed; scared and confused. She could hear movement, even over her loud and painful heartbeat. "Who's there!? I know you're fucking there!" she yelled as she slipped out a pitiful blade she'd used for slicing through thread. "WELL!? COME ON!" she yelled hoarsely before grabbing a stone and throwing it in the direction of the movement, knowing she couldn't outrun another animal. She was sure she was too far from any camp for it to be a grounder. |
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Post by Bambi Prim Hills on Jan 21, 2017 12:27:18 GMT
I WILL POWDER MY NOSE AND SMILE | BUT IT'S ALL AN ACT; I'M SCREAMING ON THE INSIDE. I DONT KNOW MYSELF. | TAGGED
| Everything had gone to hell... People were spying on each other, conspiring and working against one another, all in the name of Chancellor Pike. But, not everyone agreed with his way of thinking. Arkadia was being ripped apart... People wanted revenge and Bambi couldn’t blame them. She’d been... quiet. With the exception of telling off some idiots who tried to rush her work, the past few days had been dealt with in silence, especially when Bellamy disappeared. It wasn’t uncommon for her to go a day or two without seeing him but if she looked for him he wasn’t far.
During the ceasefire.... they’d gotten close. Closer than she let most people get. She was worried about him.... and then Pike left with his band of followers—not telling them where he was going or why. She hated being in the dark. She hated not knowing what was happening but she knew they had left for Bellamy. They were going for Bell... They had to be. She’d been waiting anxiously, even as night fell. She left her work station and waited outside for hours to wait for them to return... but the group that came back was not the one that had left. Pike was gone. His soldiers; gone. Harper, Monty, Miller, Bryan--- and Bellamy came through the gates. After that she didn’t care who was back, though Octavia was nowhere to be seen. She pushed herself up and made her way over to the group with eyes on Bellamy. He was beaten to hell with cuts on his face that matched the curve of a fist. The lack of bruising on his hands meant it wasn’t a fight—it was a beating. Her lips curled back at the thought.
“Bellamy!” She called out as she approached. He wasn’t walking towards medical... “Bell,” her voice was a bit breathless as she followed him. “Bellamy what the hell happened to you? Who did this!?” she moved to stand in front of him and reached up to cup his face. Her thumb traced under the worst gash. It would need stitches. “Where did you go? Where—where is everybody?”
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Post by Bambi Prim Hills on Jan 21, 2017 9:16:39 GMT
Mate: VEGASGIRL09 (She sounds fun)
Date: Thalia
Shovel: Murphy (TOUGH CALL)
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Post by Bambi Prim Hills on Jan 21, 2017 7:39:06 GMT
Bambi is a bit much to handle. She's loud, proud and sometimes shallow. Making friends and keeping them is challenging at best for Bambi, but she does have a big heart if you can handle the obnoxious attitude. This request is for two brilliant, kind people with patience that could change the world.
Best Friend (Kat Graham - Open) We'll call Bambi's best friend Kat. On the ark, these two never really crossed paths. She was a farm worker and to be frank, Bambi would have avoided her and her station. She came down with Farm Station and has survived so much. She's not a fighter, and since coming to Arkadia she's been tasked with aiding Bambi with tailoring clothing for the Arkadians. This includes mending and creating everything they wear. Bambi would hate having somebody else in her zone, but they'll work together like a well oiled machine because Kat not only isn't phased by Bambi's smart mouth and bitchy persona, but she can dish it out playfully as well. They're going to be close friends and eventually-- they'll be finishing each others sentences.
Lover (Paul Wesley - Open) Bambi lost the love of her life in Factory Station and truth be told, she's given up on the idea of love. Paul is a guard in Arkadia-- and the meeting I have for them is a little odd. Bambi likes to drink and party and it can sometimes get out of hand. Paul's a patient guy and will eventually grow used to defusing the situation and calming Bambi down. Chemistry shall fly and eventually these two will make an adorable ship. It won't be perfect; she's pretty difficult to get along with at times, but she's incredibly loving. She just needs somebody to bring out that part of her again. |
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Post by Bambi Prim Hills on Jan 21, 2017 7:06:00 GMT
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Post by Bambi Prim Hills on Jan 21, 2017 6:29:02 GMT
Pretty straightforward! Post a picture of a cat that represents your character! Different moods work too! Bambi Prim Hills |
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Post by Bambi Prim Hills on Jan 20, 2017 0:29:59 GMT
| ~ • ~ | Character Basics | ~ • ~ |
.:Name:. Bambi Prim Hills .:Nick Name:. Bambi is basically a nickname already isn't it? .:Affiliation:. Skaikru-- which is totally a lame name. Arkadia. .:Age:. Twenty-Five | ~ • ~ | Appearance | ~ • ~ | .:Physical Appearance:. Bambi has always been classically pretty with her blonde hair and blue eyes and those cute natural curls. She even dresses well despite being limited when it came to clothing on the ark. Her looks mean basically everything to her, so you'd best believe that it'll take more than an apocalypse to ruin her skin routine. She stands tall and slender and often tries to wear altered clothing so she can stand out among the common rabble in Arkadia. .:Height:. 5'8 .:Portrayed by:. Candice Accola | ~ • ~ | Personality | ~ • ~ | .:Personality:. Bambi is a control freak and an attention seeker who often lashes out at people when she isn't the center of attention. She especially hates it when she is ignored. Her opinions matter, and honestly they probably matter a lot more than yours. So zip it and listen. When it comes to grounders, Bambi has a pretty black and white approach. Have you seen the way they look? There is no way in post-apocalyptic hell she could ever see them as one of her own people. No freaking way. She's worked too hard, prettying up Arkadia to let it be ruined by barbaric traditions and tacky, unattractive warpaint. She's always been this way, to a certain extent-- but she used to have more redeeming qualities. She worked as a tailor on the ark and was married to a gorgeous and totally amazing man. They were ready to have a child, as soon as they were approved for one... but then all hell broke loose and she turned into this. Her creative nature and bubbly personality is now wracked with grief she will never show or discuss. .:Special Skills:. This girl is good when she is in charge. She is wonderful at drafting a schedule and setting up teams, she's even better at supervising, but rarely gets to do so. Instead she's resumed her job as a tailor-- and you can bet she's the best one you're ever going to find. She refuses to use animal hide, though. Instead she recycles old materials to make Arkadia's clothing. | ~ • ~ | History | ~ • ~ |
.:Birthplace:. The Ark .:Family:. Bambi was raised by her mother and father, and like all kids on the ark she had no siblings of her own. She did marry a man named Joseph but he died when Factory Station hit the ground. Bambi was told there were next to no survivors, so it's safe to say she doesn't have a husband anymore. .:Occupation:. Tailor .:History:. Considering where she grew up, Bambi's life was pretty fantastic. Her mother worked as a nurse while her father was a supervisor in the farming station. Both jobs were pretty fantastic and ensured a certain status. Some would say that Bambi was spoiled and bossy, since as she grew up she was always in charge of groups and games in her classes. Sometimes she would even ignore those in charge to take control herself until she got into trouble for it. Even as a teen, if she wanted something she would go after it. This included boys. When she met Joseph it was like a dream come true. They had similar interests, he let her vent out every single frustration she had until there was nothing left. He let her be herself, without stopping her, which allowed her to become a much more positive person. He made her better, and she made him crazy. Not that he would admit it. When they found out that earth was survivable, they were so overjoyed... Circumstances changed, though. When the time came to head to earth the two were separated and put on separate stations. It wasn't what they wanted, but after the life they had together neither one of them could imagine it ending like it did. After the rough landing, days went by and hope faded. There was no way in hell that he survived the fall. They only found one survivor from his station. So, now she works her butt off in Arkadia to distract herself from the loss. Tailoring, building, creating decorations to make the place more homey-- she can't bring herself to feel comfortable with the grounders as they are simply an impending threat. | ~ • ~ | Member Info | ~ • ~ | .:Name or Online Alias:. Amber .:How Did You Find Us:.
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