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Margot Archer

Hyperion Heights

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May 8 2018, 01:40 PM
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baby i'm living louder dreaming longer tonight and baby i'm fighting harder and loving stronger tonight because we're all just kids who grew up way too fast
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After waving good-bye to the costumers that left. Margot went to clean up the table and looked down seeing that they gave a tip to the waitress. Making sure to save that and once she was done cleaning the table she went to give the waitress the money they had left. Wanting to be good about it and not just keep it for herself. She had seen that happen way too often here at the bar.
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Margot got rather tired of it and the waitress and waiters worked their asses off. So at least have respect. Shaking her head at the thought as she went to clean the plates in the back. There were a few glasses as well.
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After that she went to come back in front. Seeing that there were more people coming in she greeted them a smile and allowed the others to seat them or serve them. She was not to their level yet. She was still learning if she were to be honest. Cleaning was just fine with her. At least that is what she kept saying. She did not have the right time with Roni to ask if she could help with the orders or anything.
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Though she would speak up if anything needed to be sorted out. Then she would let her voice be heard. Walking around the counter to grab something when she accidentally bumped her head against the shelf. Ugh today was not on her side. Hearing the door open and went to rub her head a little, ”Have a seat and someone should be right with you..” she said not knowing who it actually was.






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May 1 2018, 12:54 PM
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The radio being played at Roni's and it was a catchy tune if she would say so herself. It was a little upbeat than what is usually played here in the bar. Sometimes it was jazzy, and other times it was down right slow. Someone really chose well today at least Margot thought. Cleaning the glasses that came her way and told the people to have a good day when they had left. Hoping that they would come again. No doubt since they were regular costumers.
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The song was now in her head and she sang very softly. Not really wanting others to hear her. She was not really the one to go all out of her singing really. She did it when she was in a good mood. She was in a mix of emotions if she were to be honest. She could not take Tilly out of her head. Just there was something about her that made her skip a beat.
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"You are going to miss me when I am gone..." she sang out the lyrics and went to go see if anyone else needed the glasses taken. When she took the glasses she turned and hit the person in front of her. Cursing under breath as the glasses hit the ground and making them shatter. Great.
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Hoping Roni was not around to see such a mess. Mumbling more as she turned to have a good look at the person, "Could you grab a broom from over there?" she asked. She just needed some help it would make it better.





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Apr 25 2018, 12:07 PM
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Enjoying so far of what things in Wonderland had to offer. Much different than where she was from. However, she was still learning about her friend Alice. She was a curious girl who saw a life much different than she did. Now maybe it made a little sense. Wonderland was not a land like she has ever heard of. To be honest, she did not want to leave it. Was that her friend’s plan all along? Going to go out exploring more to see what else she could find out in the land. It was hard to figure which way was up or which way was down.
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That is what made an adventure. Robyn made her way through what seemed to be a valley? It looked like it anyway. Far from where she came in Wonderland for sure. Her green blue eyes started to glance around to take it all in. There were huge mushrooms. People back home would think that she would be crazy if she told them about this place.
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Walking up to one of the mushrooms just to place her gloved hand on it. She had never been smaller than a mushroom before. A spark in her eye when she began to be curious. Though she also felt like she was being watched. That spark slowly left her eyes and went to look around. Frowning, hating to be watched.
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Why can’t people just approach and not just be looking at you? She did bring her bow and arrows but did not think they would be needed.
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Maybe the something was an animal of sorts of Wonderland? She went to keep walking to try and go some place else. When she did she bumped into someone. A very firm strong man in that case. ”Native of Wonderland or just visiting?” she asked. Not sure if he was like her and admiring the view or was actually from here.





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Apr 23 2018, 02:07 PM
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It was mid day in the forest. A perfect time to go and practice her archery. Grabbing her bow and arrow set and headed out in the middle of the forest. Away from her little cabin that she stayed at. Thinking it would be the best place since she would hate to hit anyone passing by or the live stock near by. She had good aim, but wanted to get better.
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Better was just a way of practicing every day. Since her name sake did that why couldn’t she? Pressing her lips together as she walked over a log and noticed the spot where she had worked with a few weeks ago. Seemed like she was not the only one using that tree. A deer was using it to sharpen his antlers, ”Okay, come on leave I really don’t want to hurt you,” she told the young buck.
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Rolling her eyes as it seemed to take its own time like he did not care she was near him. That was so odd, but she started to take out her arrow from behind her back and that got him to move. A smirk came across her face.
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”If I knew that would get you to leave, I’d do it before” she spoke to herself, a little mumble if you will.
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Aiming the arrow with her bow and that was when she thought she heard something. Knowing it was not the young buck. He had went the other direction. So, instead of aiming her arrow at the tree this time she went to aim in that direction. ”Better make yourself known, I don’t easily miss!” she called out.


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Apr 23 2018, 11:15 AM
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<h1>Margot Archer</h1>

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<h3>Robyn .</h3>
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<h2>Cursed Personality:</h2>
Margot is not the best daughter. She gives her mother a hard time ever sense the divorce in Hyperion Heights. Margot is literally a bookworm and her favorite book is Alice in Wonderland. Like Robyn she holds onto that snark and sass that did not fade with the new curse. She likes to stay in her own bubble mainly because she hates it when her and her mother get into fights. Normally seen on a bench some place in Hyperion Heights reading a book.
<h2>Cursed Life:</h2>
In this cursed town, Robyn was now known as Margot a daughter of a divorced woman. Her mother is very strict and she would rather stay in her books to stay away from reality. Her favorite book is Alice in Wonderland. She thinks that the main girl is very heroic and to her perhaps one of the bravest girl. One day she ran into a nice young blonde, named Tilly.
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Now, she could say that Tilly was someone different. A good kind of different. Trying to figure her own self out, but who knows what would happen right?
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Other than meeting Tilly, Margot works at the local bar to get some tip money. Maybe to get away from this place. Margot always looks down when she works and but then when there is a bar fight her voice is heard. Even if the boss does not like it. She has been called up from the police a lot, but then let go since she had done a good thing of breaking up a fight.
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Her mother and her always constantly fight. Wishing she would have stayed with her father, but thinking that she would have gone to Hyperion Heights would make her mother happy, but no.
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