Gwen a recent arrival to the school brushed back her hair out of her eyes it was red and cut in a cute bob her pixie friend seemed the only company she had out here and that was hardly worth noticing true she made her laugh but pixies could be annoying they scarcely understood human needs such as sleep or studying.... she came out her finding a soft shady spot in the field and closed her eyes opening her violin case and beginning to play the soft horse hair on the wires making them sing under her skilled touch. she played a waltz sounding piece keeping her eyes closed focused on the music in her mind trying to block out her pixie friend she began playing faster as she felt anger that she was even here rather then at home withe her mother and father...

Her music changing from the happy waltz to a sinister sounding piece with her mood moving the bow quickly across the strings as it hissed out till twang one of the wires snapped and made a nice gash on one cheek but she ignored it sitting down fussing with the overly short skirt the uniforms had and began searching for an additional sting so she could continue playing to her hearts content "C string why always the c string?" she mumbled to herself as she looked

(Would you like to play with me here, or did you have someone else in mind for this thread? ^_^ )

[::Made sure this one was the human of yours, and not the monster. xD :: ]

((Go ahead it was open to any monster or struden though i failed to specify that lol))

(alrighty then. When I have a moment, I shall post! )

Pixies, unfortunately for Gwen, were not the only things on this island that did not understand her need for sleep or studying. Truly, she was unfortunate to have ended up on this island, for she would not be escaping again. She did not notice, but no one was nearby at the moment, and most probably, nobody would for quite awhile, at this time of day. At least, Antipode hadn't seen anyone in awhile, Gwen was the first. He watched her for awhile, with curiosity. When she began playing the music, he found himself quite pleased, and not wishing to interrupt right away... why not listen to some nice music first, before what was to come?

Then, the string broke. Doubly unfortunate for her, wasn't it? Not only did it mean her violin was damaged, but it also meant that the music which had given her a reprieve had ended as well. Oh, well. In one way, and perhaps one way only, she was fortunate. Antipode was not quite as ferocious as other monsters, and was not actually sadistic in the least. In fact, he might even give her some help, suggestions, before the end. He was just that good hearted a guy... or monster.... or eaons-old alien from beyond the stars. Take your pick.

The beautiful redhead would, while she was mumbling, perhaps hear or notice something wrong. However, she wouldn't notice the approaching tentacles themselves until one of them was already around her. She would feel it, a large tentacle, wrapping around her waist before she could do anything about it. And just like that, she would be trapped, whether she knew it or not. He did not do more quite yet, simply tightened the grip around her just enough that she could not escape. Then several more tentacles approached, moving around her in a sort of circle. Since it was daylight, she would be able to see them... and hopefully now how little chance there was for escape.

Then, she would hear, inside her head, a voice. A calm one, too, with no hint of malice or sadistic pleasure. It was not a real voice, coming from any of her senses, but instead like a strange thought that she would know is not hers,and was coming from... whatever this thing was.

Good day. I'm Antipode. You play music very well. Are you new here? Hmm?[/i]