A Playground in London

(Sorry for uncreative name, I blanked)

Nothing made this playground stand apart from any other in europe. It had a swing, slide, teeter tooter, and a roundabout. The only think that made this one any different from anywhere else is the history and urban legends of a weird boy who lived there supposedly.

I open the old rusted gate to the playground and stop once we were inside, "Well here we are... where Little Chimmy lived for his first few months alone."

teetor tooter? is that a seesaw?
you Americans and your silly names for things.

ic 'seriously? that's really depressing dude.' he still had hold of her arm but didn't complain, too curious to.

OOC I can say the same for Brits: bangers and mash, JAM, pop lol

IC

"Well it was either that or an orphanage, and I ain't into all that shit."

i only use jam out of those words.. you're so stereotypical :p

ic 'That's kinda morbid.. but hey ill go with it.' she nodded and smiled, looking around. 'Besides i havent really been in a park before.'

OOC Recognise :3 It's Jelly BTW

IC

"never? Well then ya've never lived. Get your ass on that swing!"

jelly is something different. something Im eating for breakfast because Im weird
cosy. apologise. realise. colour. humour. dont even go there.

ic Amaya nodded, sitting on it and awaiting further instruction.

OOC The rest of those I won't touch but 'COLOR!!!!'

IC

I get behind her and start to push it.

its always had a U in it!

Ic the girl squealed in surprise,before beginning to chuckle lightly as she went higher. 'This is actually really fun!'

"Right? Before stealin'... this was how I made myself happy.." I chuckle a bit, as I remember easier days.

'Its such an easy way to make someone happy.. no wonder my parents wouldn't let me come here.' Amaya almost sighed, knowing it had always been complicated for her.

"Hey hey! None of that downer shit!" I say to her, "Come on jump!"

'what, jump off? won't i knock you over?' she looked frightened for a moment.

"Like hell! When you get to the top of the next swing, just let go! It's amazing!"

She listened to his words, flying off at the best opportunity and landing gracefully on her side. Her laughter could still be heard even when she was just lying in the grass. It was sweet and simple.

"WOAH!!!" I laugh and run over to her, "That was the best jump I've seen in a while!" Hell it was the only jump I'd seen since no one ever joined me here when I was playing.

Amaya eventually climbed to her feet, still beaming. 'Want me to push you?' She Couldnt believe that she was almost an adult, yet was asking such a simple question.

ooc aw

"Ehh why not? Never been pushed before." I sit down on the swing and wait for her.

OOC Ahh yeah, Chimmy getting some sympathy points

your characters always get my sympathy..

ic she moved over to him, pushing him gently at first but then becoming firmer. 'What about friends? didn't they push you?'

I scoff, "What friends?"

OOC What can I say? I love tragedy.

She continued pushing him, a frown creasing her forehead. 'You never had anyone? that IS depressing...' she admitted reluctantly.

"But... I learned a valuable lesson on this playground. You only deserved what you could take."

'huh? and its your turn to jump.' she pointed out gently, still listening.

Using all my force, I jump from the swing, landing about where Amaya landed.

'Nice one!' she called out, striding over to him. Her arms ached to comfort him, but she wasn't sure her pity would be welcome.