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ELEVEN ❛ EL ❜ from netflix'sSTRANGER THINGS.as penned by sparks. est. july 2016.
a name wasn’t the only thing taken AWAY. her mind, soul, and everything that made her HUMAN was stolen from her. the white walls of an INSTITUTE she was forced to call home was all she knew until she escaped and explored the rural suburb of HAWKINS, INDIANA. after sewing up an alternate dimension that bled into our own --- she disappeared. now EIGHT years later she’s returned all for a box of eggos.
eleven has a very limited vocabulary and doesn't speak in full sentences nor does she speak for a prolonged amount of time. this is due to lack of education, care, nurture and years of trauma. she does catch things easily, however and use context clues to string cryptic things together.
her telekinesis is enhanced and lethal. though it is a draining process, physically and mentally. her nose and ears bleed when using her powers.
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hello !! thank you for dropping by and taking the time out of your lovely day to read this page !! first things first, my name is sparks (they/them) and i’m a twenty year old college student studying biological engineering at usc !! i’m also a part time employee so when i’m not studying, i’m stocking shelves at in hell at toys r us. the theme i’m using belongs to greenemiles and was originally commissioned for my other indie, gcldenstar. the theme background + other graphics belong to bcrba. the icons used were capped by me and are not intended for public use !!
I. ABOUT. this is an independent roleplay blog for ELEVEN from the netflix original series, STRANGER THINGS. i’m not affiliated with netflix, the creators of stranger things, or any “face claim” used on this blog. all credit remains to the rightful owners. my interpretation of eleven will shift from her canon age, 12 to an aged up version, 20.
II. SELECTIVITY. aforementioned, i am a very busy person and roleplaying is my way to find an escape. i don’t want to be overwhelmed with things when i log on so that’s why i choose to be MUTUAL’S ONLY. i am highly selective and i will only interact with those who follow me back or show an INTEREST in eleven.
III. TRIGGERING CONTENT. this blog will undoubtedly contain heavily triggering content. i tag everything i think is worthy of tagging but i do make mistakes, if something triggering slips past my radar just give me a quick heads up. NSFW content will not be shared/written on this blog nor will eleven take part in NSFW situations --- this decision is not up for discussion.
IV.INTERPRETATION. my interpretation of eleven is canon to the first season of the series but will contain own personal headcanons. most of my content will contain an aged up version of eleven because i think it would be interesting to explore. if this doesn’t interest you, it’s better if you unfollow.
thank you for reading and i look forward to meeting and writing with you !!
V. VERSE'S, AU'S, OCS. i'd be more than happy to expand to other verses. nor is this blog STRICTLY canon so i am open to AUs. this blog is also OC FRIENDLY but you cannot assume that eleven already is aware of your existence. pre-established relationships can be discussed via IM!
VI. GODMODDING. please, please refrain from godmodding eleven. also, don't meta game me either -- i shouldn't have to explain why really! i will also not use eleven's power on your character without permission first. please do not assume that eleven will use her powers on you, i won't godmod you. you don't godmod me. simple, right??
last updated 7/22.
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If you're interested in becoming an either a main or an exclusive just shoot me an IM and details can be discussed. The basic things I expect/look for in mains and exclusivity are of course, a bond ooc. My squad will always have my heart and a special place just for them !! I also hope that our muses are able to interact easily and threads come naturally, forced things are never fun, don't you agree ?? Last but not least, I expect the same perks in return. If I'm exclusive with you, you gotta be exclusive with me. Otherwise, what's the point ??
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It had been roughly a month since the Caped Crusader had first heard about what had happened in Hawkins, Indiana, via various means including the tabs he kept on the government. The alternate dimension, the creature that resided there, and the psychokinetic child known only as Eleven had all caught his attention. The creature and Eleven had vanished, but as he had learned during his time wearing the cowl, if there wasn’t a body, they weren’t dead. The fact that there had been rumours and whisperings of sightings since then confirmed that.
And so, here he was, in the woods near Hawkins, where he spent as much time as he could, searching for any trace of the girl. Glowing white lenses covered his eyes, augmenting his vision to pick up anything that might lead him to finding Eleven.
It was raining right now, a brief change from the snow that usually fell this time of year. The snow on the ground was rapidly changing to sleet, making the weather even more miserable. Batman increased the range of his search. If Eleven was indeed out here, he didn’t want her freezing to the point of hypothermia a second longer. Few things truly angered the Dark Knight anymore, but harm befalling children was one, and he wouldn’t stand for it.
Especially not when he could do something about it.
escaping the facility wasn’t an easy task even for a little girl with telekinetic powers. eleven’s plan wasn’t ELABORATE or planned to the ‘ T ‘ but simply a leap of faith. she hoped that her wit and whatever OUNCE of power she had left in her being would help her escape. she didn’t know where she would go or what would HAPPEN but she did know whatever was out there was much better than what was in HERE. crawling through the gutter allowed her to enter the forest. the nightfall snatched the AUTUMN colors leaving her in complete darkness. the rumble of thunder grew around her before she was greeted with a HEAVY fall of rain. most would run for cover, whereas eleven stood with her chin held to the night sky. rain drops touched her now reddened cheeks. she knew what a rain drop was but how it FELT was simply a new discovery.
the cold sensation didn’t bother her. though it did cause the hair on the back of her neck to rise, the FEELING of nature distracted her. her palms turned upward to feel the water run through her fingertips. she breathed in the misty air, finally,– she was free. as much as she enjoyed the sudden change in weather the presence of someone else alluded her from it. a certain amount of FEAR grew inside the pit of her stomach. her feet were ready to run but her DAMN curiosity prevented her from doing it QUICK enough. she held her hands together waiting for the STRANGER to reveal themselves.