Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20150411195454/@comment-26208189-20150429001217

'''((It's an RP. I'm just supposed to play along. Plus, you made the thread. Though you can expect Pirouette to constantly run away. It's just in her.))'''

Again, Pirouette had found herself at the Red Shoes Studio. At the smallest note of finally making some friends, she had ran away again. Why  wasn't her destiny Cinderella's? She'd be a perfect one. Always running away.

Her mother had always told her to make friends at school. What would she tell her mother now? "Hi, mom! I had a chance to make a friend but I ran away." She sighed and planted her face atop the barre.

This is not the use of the barre, but it helps, Pirouette said to herself. Dancing always made her feel better. Even if it gave her bruises and broken bones, those were simple fixes. It was the inside that needed the fixing. And dance was like an anaesthetic. It took away the pain, but it would always go back.

The message had finally sunk in for Pirouette. "I'm going to die," she whispered to her refelction in the mirror. She said it a few more times until she could laugh at herself. She smiled and went aplomb and performed a grand pas until Cinderella, too, had run away.

'''((That's it. It's hard to RP this situation. The two ones I'm using 1. ran away and 2. is a cat))'''