City Of Flames- RP

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Hello! Welcome to City Of Flames! As a reminder of what the rp's about, here's the description in the app:

And here, stands a majestic utopia. Tall buildings, there seems to be no trash, and yet in the highly tech city there seems to be a refreshing tint. No one seemed to hate anyone. It was the perfect town!
That is, until the fire. 2 years ago, it struck rather suddenly, and it all fell to flames. All the trees, buildings, and quite a few people. No one knew how it happened, thought there was one thing that was known for sure. It was a human made fire. Then, soon after that, the once-loving utopia became a burnt city of thieves and murderers. Pretty much everyone lives in the street or hotels, and though no one gives birth, someone is killed or robbed.
Ready to become a newcomer or a thief?
Let us begin!
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Lunick brushed through the outskirts of town, valuables in his pockets, though not busy at the current time.

Cecilia's eye twitched. "I already.. know about this place.." She said quietly.

"Oh! Thats great! Then I don't have to do anything, right? Is your job hard? Jobs are tough now a days, I should know, my pop and mum are going CRAZY with their job! They're like, for- Forgetting, I even exist..."

Anderson looked around the shop, secretly listening into the conversation.

Joice raised her hands. "Ok you got me." She said. One of the men stepped forward. Joice dropped to the ground and kicked him off his feet she quickly turned and ran while the other 2 helped the man. She got out of the market and quickly lost the group for good. She let out a breath and saw a group of people in the corner of her eye. The boy for earlier was standing on the sidelines.

"Job? My parents are gone. Thanks to the fire," Zain replied.

"So are... mine." Cecilia replied coldly.

"Oh... That must mean YOU work? Thats AWESOME! What job do you have? Jobs are very hard to get, and theres no other way to survive, unless you're a crook. But you're not a crook! Crooks are MEAN and EVIL! And you're not that! Nope!"
(Yes, I do know Lunick is a crook. ^^")

"Thief. If that counts," Zain replied.

"W- Woah.. You're a thief?! Don't steal all of my money and valuables please..." He took a few steps back. "Uh.. So.. Anyways.."

"Murderer.." She murmured as she kicked a pebble on the ground.

"O-Oh.. That's very.. Um.. Interesting." He took another step back.
"My mum and pop are business people! They used to get paid a lot, but then the blasted fire happened. Now we're kinda poor, all our money got stolen."

"Hey, if I know you, I won't steal," Zain said.

"Okey!" He grinned. "Its too bad so many people have to resort to stealing, my parents are trying to not give in.. They're not, but doing so horribly.. Ha.."

Joice couldnt help but let out a chuckle at the three people. "When you have lived here all your life you will realize that stealing might be your only result even if you think it is bad. Murder as well I supose." She said.

"Um.. I have lived here all my life, and so have my mum and pop, and they don't steal! Or murder.. It just means they're nicer and less evil than YOU!" He slouched his arms, wondering if any of the people he stole from had already arrived at his house. How would his parents deal with them, he wasn't sure.

"I disagree. Ever since that fire, nearly everyone here has lost everything and began to steal or murder. In order to survive, we need to steal. Murder. I lost my vegetable shop and my parents because of that cursed fire," Zain said, almost angrily. "You're lucky. You still have your parents and your parents still have actual jobs. Completely broke, but still lucky."

Anderson smirked and confronted the people he was listening into. "Ah....the fire, you say?" he asked them.

"You do realize their money gets stolen very often, you haven't stole from the Blance family, have you, used to be very rich? Hm?"
He then faced to the man who just arrived.
"Hello! Yep, we were talking about the fire! Why?"

"Honestly, no. I haven't stolen from that family. Not yet, anyway," Zain replied. Then, she turned around as a man arrived.

"Hello there. We were talking about the fire," Zain said.

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Rowan had finally finished the batch of apples. He heard voices, and watched them from afar.

"Well then...ever wanted to know how it started?" he asked them.

Shaking her head, Cecilia walked off, walking deeper into the city.

Zain's eyes widened a bit. "Sure," Zain replied in a whisper.

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Rowan was still watching. His eyes widened, curious. What's 'it'? he asked in his mind.

Joice looked at the boy. "You were the one I ran into earlier right?" She asked.

"Um.. Okey doke!" He grinned at the man.

She looked around and sighed and decided to sit on a bench.