The Wanderer
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Thread Topic: The Wanderer
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The world has become a barren wasteland, filled with mutated creatures, and dry rotted zombies. You just happened to be one of the very few that survived. Now, the hunt is on to find others. What will you do? How will you seal your fate? Only time will tell.
Rules
-No one liners (I would prefer a literate RP, more than three sentences will suffice)
-No god modding, and no magical abilities (I want to test my writing skills and yours as well)
-Character sheet, you can make your own. As long as I can understand it, we're good -
(Anyone?)
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Me!
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Absolutely!!
Just post a character sheet with your info, and I'll post mine! -
Here's a potential sheet:
Name:
Age:
Appearance:
Weapon[s]:
Personality:
Bio:
Other: -
Name: Ivy Harper
Age: 15, as most dramatic female protagonists
Appearance: Wavy brown hair, green eyes, green shirt, jeans, brown boots, jacket, her weapons strapped to her belt
Weapon[s]: Two poisonous daggers
Personality: Ambitious, intelligent, cunning, fierce
Bio: Your typical female post-apocalyptic protagonist, her family was killed or infected because of her cowardly brother, and she was left to fend for herself. She has toughened up and matured since.
Other: She has a husky dog named Balto. He's a very good boy. -
Name: Nathaniel Birmingham
Age: 20
Appearance: Red plaid jacket, with a dirty white undershirt. Blue jeans and brown boots.
Weapon[s]: M-21 Shotgun, Lightweight Pistol and a Machete
Personality: Seems a bit harsh at first, but he's a go getter. Any goal he has, he'll reach
Bio: Discover in RP
Other: Discover in RP -
(And now we wait)
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(Would you like me to start?)
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(Sure, perhaps if others join late, that means we have found them in the rp?)
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(That will be fine with me ^·^)
Nathaniel looked down at his boots, and sighed. It had been three months since he lost the partber of his life to an odd cat-like creature. It just hit him differently today. Not only were there no other dogs around (that he knew of), but he had picked a straggler up along the way. She was younger than him by five years, but she was also quick and adapted to her enviroments quite easily. One thibg, he could applaud her for. It was a trait that wasn't easy to come by in this day and age. -
* partner
*thing -
Ivy looked at Nathaniel carefully, studying him. He was thinking about something, no, someone that he had lost. She knew what a grieving face looked like. She saw it in every reflective surface she walked by.
"You okay?" she said, slinging her backpack across her shoulder. "We should probably get going. We need more supplies AND a better base." -
Nathaniel stood up and dusted off his jeans. "I'll be fine." he said, clearing his throat. "As for a base, I think we should head west. I picked up a radio signal a while back, the frequency was a bit off but someone was talking about a base in California." He bent down to pick up his shotgun, and sling it over his shoulder. He could remember the world before it became this barren wasteland, and he missed it...a lot.
"I know a place where we can pick up some supplies along the way. It's not to far from here." He took a deep breath and made his way down the deserted highway. -
Ivy followed him, Balto padding faithfully at her heels. She didn't like asking personal questions, but she didn't know Nathaniel as well as she'd like to.
"So," she began, awkwardly. "What's your favorite color?"
(God, she's awkward and I love it.)
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