War Has Taken Us Apart
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Thread Topic: War Has Taken Us Apart
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Okay I will
Let me make my characters
I'll be making two -
Okay.)
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Name:Aurora Tineleck
Nicknames:Rorsy, Aura
Gender:Female
Age:15
Loner or group:prefers to be a loner
Appearance:pale white skin, hazel eyes, long blonde hair, no bangs, tall, white torn up T-shirt, leather jacket, denim jeans, black hiking boots
Weapons:Steel-lined whip (basically a long whip withe flexible steel lining the edges making it heavier therefore more powerful and painful than a regular whip)
Name:Drako Coluntine
Nicknames:Drake, Dark
Gender:Male
Age:13
Loner or group?:Peters to be in a group
Appearance:curly brown hair, light tanned skin, green eyes, denim jeans, red soccer jersey, brown sneakers
Weapons:samurai sword that his father gave him -
Name: Sylvester Crescent
Nicknames: Sylver
Gender: Male
Age: 37
Loner or group?: loner for the time being.
Appearance:
Weapons:(if any) Sniper rifle, and a revolver.
Extra: He is a retired army medic.
He lost sight and contact with his daughter, and is searching for her.(Bianca)
Name: Bianca Crescent
Gender: female
Age: 16
Loner or group?: loner, for the time.
Appearance:
Weapons:(if any) metal baseball Nat, and a handgun.
Extra: She was in school, and loves nature.
She lost her mother at a young age, and lost contact with her father, who she presumes to be dead but does not know he's still alive.
Hope these two are good for you. Half asleep and tired here. I might make me a third character in the morning. -
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Here is my third)
Name: Rebecca Lucy Thompson
Nicknames: n/a
Gender: female
Age: 18
Loner or group?: loner
Appearance:
Weapons:(if any) .44 magnum
Extra: she has been alone, traveling, never really staying or growing attached to anyone or anything ever since she was about thirteen. She tries to hide her emotions and keep and blank and neutral view and look.
(if anyone else wishes to join, still open. Depending on who.) -
Are we still doing this? When will we start?))
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Yeah, we are. I'll start tomorrow sometime, when i'm more awake. )
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Okay, about to start. Sorry if I misspell any words, I just woke up good.)
Sylvester stood among the wastes, basically, of his old hometown. It was a small town there, population before everything had happened was just roughly 100. He walked around the area, a dufflebag over his shoulder and his sniper rifle sling over the shoulder opposite of. The wind blowing by and through the wintery air sending slight chills across his body. "So many memories.." he muttered to himself, thinking back to his youth when he was growing up There, a small smile coming to him as he did so.
Bianca sighed lightly as she pulled and wrapped the blanket that she had with her, around herself, trying to warm herself up as the Sun shone down from above. The destroyed roads marking her place as she sat around the top of a bridge crossing over the highway looking down. All she wants is just some one to find her or to find some one herself, she was okay with being alone like this, but now and again the light need for some form of human contact came and took over for a few moments before being pushed back and away from her mind.
Rebecca pulled the good of the jacket up over her head as she wandered the wastes, looking for food of some sort. "Has to be around here somewhere.." she said to herself, trying to find an old store that she used to go to for her food. She had got a bit lost trying to find it on this day however. She kept an eye open just in case of any hostile as she crept around, trying to find the place. -
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Oh. I'm sorry. I'll make a post in a few moments.))
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It's alright)
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Grace was losing time. She had not figured out something and time was dying. She didn't have a smart place to go. So, her instinct told her to find a car and sleep in that. Annabel was behind her, singing to the tone of 'Happy birthday'. Grace was getting more and more lost in the absence of what use to be her beloved town. She had a migraine from listening to hours of Anna singing nursery songs. She was glad Annabel was happy but Grace wasn't. She eased her backpack around her shoulder and tried a handle on a car. The car was smashed to bits but it would be perfect hiding place. The handle was jammed. Clearly. The smart thing to do was probably smash the window open but Grace was trying to be quiet. The sun wasn't warming the dread she had in her gut.
Annabel hummed to verses and pulled out her gun. She wanted to examine it some. "Why don't we just shoot the door handle off? I've seen it in a book once. That usually means it's true, right?" She shrugged. She could tell Grace was getting frustrated. Annabel didn't really care though. She would get over it. She listened to Grace curse and motion them to keep going. Anna was tired of walking too. She probably had red marks in her feet from the combat boots rubbing against them. She didn't have much in her backpack. Just a magazine she had found, 3/4 empty water bottle, a picture of her mother, and a pencil.
Salem sat in a old classroom. An elementary school once upon a time. The walls had ferns growing all over and mold. This was the safest place Salem could get to. Plus, this was an easy place to get good. Most food in the cafeteria was gone. By most of it, he meant all of it. The only food he found now a day's was in lockers or outside somewhere. He was alone but that satisfied him. Salem didn't need nobody but himself. He sat in a corner of the classroom, reading a soaking wet book from the previous rain. The ink was smeared but he could still see some words. This life was boring but it was better than being out in the open. -
Bump.))
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I'll go. Ctc I want been on in five days.)
Sylvester walked down towards the wastes of the town, broken homes and fallen trees blocking the main road so he had to take the round-a-way. Going around and the such. He entered and went inside one of the homes that were barely still standing there. "Maybe I can find some supplies...hopefully." he said to himself going in through the broken doorway and into the damp floors. Floorboards creaking in his steps as he rumaged through some drawers and cabinets.
Bianca slowly stood up to her feet, making sure the blanket kept wrapped around her as she stood to her feet. Some of the blanket draped over her head and hugging against her face providing some warmth to her. She still shivered through the cold, the old blanket helping a bit. She glanced over to the bag she had with her filled with a bit of water and food supplies. She had already eaten for the day and only had enough left for maybe three more days. One meal a day at this rate. She had to find food fast.
Rebecca slowly walked around, searching for the store in the wind. A bit hard to find it in all the rubble, but she found it far out in the distance away from where she had got lost at first. "Found you. I'm in luck." she said, having high hopes that it still was filled with food, and necessities needed for day-to-day travel and life.
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