Post by Tosca Roberts on Nov 14, 2005 12:41:33 GMT -5
Tosca Roberts...
Tosca Roberts is a sweet, young girl from England. She has a North England accent, yet was born in the South of England, and lives there currently. Or, should I say, lived there? She went to bed one night, tired from her action packed day, and didn't wake up. Her curly golden-brown hair is usually up in a loose ponytail, and her brown eyes are usually covered with a pair of sunglasses she has managed to find. She has a little money left -she fell asleep with it in her hand and it somehow arrived to Hollow Town with her-, and she has spent most of it already, buying food and some clothes. She is skulking around currently in a plain black top and black trousers, with a thin silver chain tied around the rim of her trousers like a belt. Overall, it looks pretty cool, but she still desperately wishes to get home, and be safe.
And She's Only Thirteen...
She 'went' to Hollow Town in her dreams, and was somehow sucked into there. She's been pretty lucky in that she's managed to avoid the nightmares and other people. But she figures that if she doesn't get out soon, she might never, ever see her family again. Little does Tosca know that she is trapped there forever. Is there any way she'll ever make it out alive, you ask? You want to hear a lie or the truth? Truth? Okay. No. There's no chance she'll make it out alive. She's going to die. End of discussion. But, Tosca doesn't want to die. She's only thirteen, for Hell's sake! She has her whole life ahead of her...if she can somehow escape from Hollow Town.
Lonely And Afraid...
Tosca is a sweet natured, kind hearted girl, though these last few days in Hollow Town especially have taken their toll, and she is afraid of most things now. Luckily for her, she's managed to avoid the other residents and the nightmares of Hollow Town, but her 'luck' won't hold out forever. So, scared and alone, Tosca wanders the streets only at night, and knows full well of the risks of walking around in broad 'daylight' or at night. It is pretty dark most of the time; it is a bloody nightmare town after all. Tosca's watch, which was strapped to her wrist when she fell asleep, smashed as soon as she awoke and started walking around, for no apparant reason other than the clock hands spinning around so fast, and sparking slightly as they were moving that fast. So Tosca doesn't know what time it is, what 'day' it is, or what year it is. For all she knows, the fortnight she has spent in Hollow Town could be thousands of years in the real world...
