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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 28, 2017 18:20:53 GMT -5
Tobias scoffed. "Everything, no. Something, yes, which is apparently more than you know." He hefted his blade up so that the flat rested on his shoulder, the sharp edge away from him. He wasn't quite sure what to say or do now. What was the proper thing, in the apocalypse? Should he offer to let her stay? It seemed wrong to turn a blind girl away, after all, even if she would probably slow him down in the end. He watched her warily as she "looked" around the living room, suddenly seeming nervous, but about what he wasn't sure.
He was surprised when she commented on the fact that he had been drinking, but his curiosity at how she had figured that out was pushed aside in place of a snarky retort. "Well it's not the alcohol that might get us killed, but if you're concerned about me, you're perfectly welcome to go make a racket elsewhere."
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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 28, 2017 18:25:17 GMT -5
( I'm on mobile right now as it's taken me forever to type up my two characters... I accidently high lighted it as deleted everything. Save me a spot while I bang my head on the wall lol
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 28, 2017 18:34:19 GMT -5
(aw man I know that feeling. Not that situation specifically, but I've had where like, you try to post something and the forums just eat it, or your browser freaks the hell out and shuts down, or all sorts of things. If you want to just kinda do the real basics for the moment [name, age, real basic appearance & personality, inventory, real short/bare bones backstory] then you can just put that for now and start rping, and then make the real forms when you get to a computer)
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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 28, 2017 18:50:43 GMT -5
Character Name: Miley green Gender: female Age: 21 Job/Role: she was in college studying to become a veterinarian. Relationships: dating Anthony, everybody else is dead Mutation: ( let me think lol) Appearance: being a red head, she has a pale complexion and her face is covered in freckles. Her eyes used to be green but they have turned to a very icy blue color. Standing at only 5'5, she is fairly petite with a small frame. Personality: Miley is a fairly outgoing person, she can stick up for herself and works well with Anthony in particular. She has a big heart given the circumstances and wants to try to help everybody, even though she knows she can't. She is like Anthony in the way of her humor, she tries to make the best out of a situation. Being religious, she has a very big internal struggle with why this is happening currently. Skills & Weaknesses: Miley is very bright when it comes to solving problems and thinking about the future, her and Anthony are Polar Opposites when it comes to personality, they both believe Opposites Attract though so they have managed to make their situation work. Her biggest weakness is she is too trusting, she wants to help every Survivor she comes across and gets really upset if it backfires. Inventory: she has a bag with a few pairs of cloths, a few cans of food, a bible with pictures and personal letters, and a metal softball bat. Backstory: Other:
Character Name: Anthony wheller Gender: male Age: 23 Job/Role: mechanic Relationships: dating Miley. Rest of family never woke up. Mutation: when Anthony woke up, he was noticeably stronger. He was able to pick up things that weighed a few hundred pounds rather easily as well as be able to take a hit without to much pain. His own senses have dulled because of it, he can't see, hear, or smell nearly as well as he used to be able too. He still has the ability but it's like he has something covering his face where every sense is compromised. When he does get hurt, he has trouble telling how bad due to his lack of pain response. Appearance: Anthony is a naturally good-looking guy, a typical Rich football player kind of guy. He has blonde hair that goes to about his ears and is a dirty blonde. His eyes were a light blue but when he woke up, they were a dark green. He has a few freckles that line his cheeks as well as a dimple on his left cheek. He stands at about six foot and is fairly muscular. Anthony has a strong jaw line with a small scar across his chin, as well as one through his eyebrow. The lack of hair from the scar makes his eyebrow look funny and in two, but it doesn't phase him. Personality: anthony is hard headed, early giving in to strangers wishes very easily unless it comes between life and death. Also sarcastic, he will make snide comments about anything in any situation, no matter how serious. This may be a draw back given the situation, it may get him in trouble. Since the Apocalypse he has become very mistrusting of other humans in fear of being attacked. Skills & Weaknesses: Anthony can do pretty much anything with a car rather easily, including jump starting one in a matter of seconds. He isn't the brightest guy when it comes to problem solving or quick thinking. He tries to come up with a good solution, not thinking of future consequences. Inventory: back pack with single pairs of cloths, a few cans of food, bottled water, a few magazines, and a machete. Backstory: Anthony grew up in a fairly wealthy family, a typical American dream kind of situation. Two living parents and two kids. He was popular in school and a football player, he went to college to be a mechanic and grew up working in one. He met Miley while she was a freshman in college and he was a junior. They have been dating 3 years. Other:
( I copied some of it! I will work on Miley's form more later, im also trying to think of a good mutation.
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 28, 2017 18:59:31 GMT -5
(alright, looks good! Just so you know, their mutations don't have to be very dramatic. Something like her eyes changing color is perfectly acceptable. I actually intend to have a plot later [minor or major, we'll see; will probably depend on how our survivors interact with them at the start] involving a group of immune who's mutations are minimal and purely aesthetic ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) )
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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 28, 2017 19:04:41 GMT -5
( oh okay lol. Then Miley won't have any mutations other than her eyes, maybe she will be a bit more sensitive to light since blue eyed people tend to be anyway.)
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 28, 2017 19:07:46 GMT -5
(sure that works.)
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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 28, 2017 19:19:55 GMT -5
( what's the best way for my characters to jump in?
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 28, 2017 19:21:27 GMT -5
(Hm. If they're in the area they could have heard the noise from Skylar knocking over the furniture and come to investigate, maybe hoping that there's other survivors around?)
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Post by Salted Squid on Feb 28, 2017 19:42:51 GMT -5
I'm gonna give Snow a chance to put up a starter before I reply cx))
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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 28, 2017 19:51:04 GMT -5
Miley and Anthony were sneaking past the house when they heard the dresser fall over and crash to the ground. They both stopped dead, staring in the direction of the house. Miley immediately started going towards the house," there might be survivors in there." She said quietly, nervous about meeting more people. So far they haven't been too lucky about anybody they found being very safe. Miley got her foot on the front step before Anthony grabbed her arm. " are you crazy?!" He asked," you know what happened last time. " Miley shook her head, "I do know what happened last time. Or should we judge all people on people who we met before?"
Anthony shook his head, "it doesn't matter. We were attacked only hours ago by crazy survivors that you wanted to help. They could have killed us." Miley had her knife as she approached the door, pulling her arm away from Anthony to knock loudly. Anybody living in the house will be able to hear it. She brushed a bit red hair out of her face, squinting at the bright light. Ever since she woke up, her eyes had been quite sensitive to light since they were very icy blue.
Anthony Held his machete up, taking a stand next to mikey. He didn't know what was going to come through the door, but he was ready to kill whatever it was in an instant. his heart was pounding nervously in his ears, he was angry at Miley but it was too late now. Whoever or whatever was inside would probably be at the door in a matter of seconds.
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Post by alfred on Feb 28, 2017 19:56:24 GMT -5
( If it's fine, I think I'll make a character and jump in. Just to clear it, though, do you mind if I kind of steal the 'can't feel anything' idea from the intro? I really love the idea and, if no other character has that mutation yet, I think it'd fit my character fine. )
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Post by coyote ◦ on Feb 28, 2017 19:59:53 GMT -5
( I'll apply soon! Sorry for the wait ugh )
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 28, 2017 20:07:18 GMT -5
(Sure. I'm not quite sure what you're thinking; my intention was an increased sensitivity to pain, since in the intro it was juxtaposed with a lowered sensitivity to pain. Both an increased and decreased sensitivity has been used. However, you're quite welcome to use it as well. I have no problem with mutations being similar, and to a degree I would actually encourage it. I like the idea of there being certain clusters of similar mutations, for reasons I'll explain in the spoiler below. I'm putting it as a spoiler just in case anyone doesn't want to know my intention and would prefer to find out in rp lol.)
I'm actually borrowing some ideas from my apocalypse LARP (actually, pretty much just this one) because I just really like the idea, though I did come to it... semi-independantly. It really just happens to be quite similar. But I digress.
The idea behind clusters of mutations is that there are different groups in which the individuals of a group have similar (though not necessarily the same) mutations, but each group is different from the other (that's a bad way to explain it but I hope you understand what I'm saying?) Theoretically, people with similar mutations would tend to group together, because that's what people do. The idea is that eventually, as children are eventually born post-apocalypse to mutated parents, they won't really be truly human, but instead something else, taking after the mutations of their parents. Not that that will probably be especially relevant in this rp, though if it goes on long enough, it may be touched on. Ultimately these, those children would grow up and have children of their own, and so on, until they begin to sort of form different subspecies. Like I said, this likely won't become too relevant in it's entirety, but it's something I definitely intend to set the stage for.
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Post by alfred on Feb 28, 2017 20:16:31 GMT -5
( Ah, no. xp I actually meant the opposite, sorry. As in, being desensitized to pain. I do get what you're saying though and will probably limit the extent of his mutations to just that. )
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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 28, 2017 20:16:40 GMT -5
( that sounds cool!
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 28, 2017 20:27:50 GMT -5
( Ah, no. xp I actually meant the opposite, sorry. As in, being desensitized to pain. I do get what you're saying though and will probably limit the extent of his mutations to just that. )
(oops sorry it's my fault. I was kinda rushing and I misread lol. Sorry.)
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 28, 2017 20:37:35 GMT -5
(well I was waiting for Aviva to put her next post but idk if she's gonna so I'll go ahead and reply to snow.)
Tobias was about to add to his retort, but he was interrupted by a loud knocking at the side door of the house. He stood perfectly still for a moment, listening to make sure it wasn't just shamblers trying to get in from there, but the knocking didn't continue. "What the hell...." Tobias turned, holding his sword at the ready as he approached the other door. Part of him wanted to call out and ask who was there, but if it actually was just more undead, that was the absolute worst thing he could do. Instead, he quietly moved into the kitchen, where a small window would allow him to see at least part of what was near the door. It was currently obscured by several towels, but he pushed the corner of those to the side to peer out. He couldn't see much, but it looked like... someone holding a machete? Well, that was certainly one way to greet people. He debated for a moment whether or not he should reply or pretend not to exist. After all, they could be waiting to ambush anyone who came out the door. But it looked like there was just the one guy, or maybe one other person standing closer to the door, so he hoped he could handle that. And besides, what if they were friendly?
Letting out a sigh, he went to the door, which had the kitchen table wedged between it and the counter across the kitchen. They wouldn't be able to open the door very far if they tried to force it anyways. Just loud enough that they would hopefully be able to hear through the door, he called out: "Hello?"
(I think I'm gonna make just, like, a real basic map of the layout of the house and the immediate area, since it seems like they'll probably end up being in this house for a little while)
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Post by alfred on Feb 28, 2017 20:47:11 GMT -5
( It's all good. I actually went back and edited. cx Also, as far as appearances go, I do have a reference. I'll probably just post it in a spoiler. My form should be done shortly. I haven't put one together in a while so I'm not sure it'll be too great. )
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 28, 2017 20:48:34 GMT -5
(That's fine! And I actually think it's great when people have pictures to go along with their descriptions, though less great when they try to replace the description lol.)
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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 28, 2017 20:55:58 GMT -5
Both Miley and Anthony jumped, even though Miley was kind of anticipating an answer, she didn't think she would actually get one. Taking a step towards the door, she held her knife up a little more just to protect herself if whoever was on the other side of the door opened it quickly. "Hello? Who are you? Are you alone?" She asked multiple questions, excitedly waiting for a response. She was trying to peer through the crack of the door, not touch and yet in case whoever was on the other side of the door was not as friendly as she hoped they were.
Anthony on the other hand stayed where he was, staring at the door nervously. He couldn't get closer to the door than Miley, she was only about 2 feet from it and if he got between her and the door he would be in the line of fire if the guy decided to shoot or something. "We are no threat." Anthony added gruffly, trying to sound intimidating. Instinct told him to grab Miley by the wrist and pull her back, but he was kind of Frozen with fear right now.
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Post by alfred on Feb 28, 2017 21:01:23 GMT -5
( I honestly hate forms. haha. I get there's info you just can't get with a pic but it's just so damn tedious. ahhhh. I'll work on them but, 99% of the time, I just wind up changing the info somewhere down the line. especially with the personality. Making charries up on the spot is my forte so I don't really get to know them till I've rped them for a while. This isn't to say that I haven't got ideas for this character or am not having a tad bit of fun creating him!! He's actually a charrie I've got planned out for a book of mine so it'll be interesting to flesh him out a bit. )
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 28, 2017 21:03:17 GMT -5
(lol nice on Anthony, using your girlfriend as a meat shield)
Tobias raised one eyebrow, trying to decide how- and if- to answer the questions. He glanced back to the living room where the woman was before cracking open the door just a bit and peering out. He could see the man was much larger than he was, though he currently looked like a deer in headlights, and the woman he was with seemed to be pretty small and for the most part looked non-threatening. Though, Tobias knew damn well not to judge based on appearances alone.
"No, I'm not alone," he replied, not bothering to introduce himself for now. He also didn't specify that his only "companion" was a small blind girl- he figured he was safer if they assumed he was with a (preferably intimidating) group. "What do you want?"
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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 28, 2017 21:20:44 GMT -5
( cause why not lol)
( Omg I hate forms too. They are absolutely awful. I'm on mobile 99% of the time due to my laptop not working. It absolutely sucks filling out forms on mobile)
Miley could only see his eye, which didn't help her try to decide if he was an actual threat or not. It did reassure her a little bit when he was seemingly afraid to open the door all the way, meaning that he saw them as a Potential Threat and not just another person he could kill. "Oh, we just wanted to know about your shelter." She said, her voice not nearly as threatening as their bodies were trying to act like. " you see, we have been running for a while and we could really use a friendly face." She explained, trying to keep her voice fairly neutral to try to avoid showing fear or being too threatening.
Anthony continue to watch silently, narrowing his eyes when the door opened only a crack. "We don't need a friendly face, Miley might, but we aren't afraid to take what we want." His voice was a horse corral now, he wasn't afraid of being more intimidating. Miley glanced at him from the corner of her eye, a slight frown. On her lips. She used her free hand to Elbow him in the ribs, he just flinched, but he didn't move. "Please, we just want to talk. We have enough supplies to last ourselves a few days. We don't want anything that you want besides maybe shelter."
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 28, 2017 21:36:45 GMT -5
Tobias narrowed his eyes, not liking the guy much. He wasn't intimidated, but he would really prefer not to have to fight him. The girl, too, seemed a bit too eager to come in, but he didn't feel she was as much of a potential threat. He glanced over his shoulder towards the living room, again considering what he should do. Finally, he looked back outside.
"Fine, you can come in, but you have to leave your weapons outside." He didn't really care whether they assumed he had more of a motive than safety for making them abandon their weapons; if they weren't comfortable with that, they could go somewhere else. It's not like there weren't plenty of other empty houses on the street that they could commandeer.
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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 28, 2017 21:52:49 GMT -5
" no way in hell!" Anthony half yelled. He was not about to lay his machete down and walk into a death trap. There could be multiple people inside he thought to himself, him and Miley by themselves didn't stand a chance. " I'm not about to lay my weapon down while you stand in there with how many people about to kill us and-" Miley cut him off almost immediately, "Anthony, shut up." She scolded him before turning back to the eye that peered out of the crack of the door. "Before we lay our weapons down, tell us honestly. How many people are in your house?" She didn't care so much about the shelter as she did seeing other people live. She needed that hope.
This time, Anthony was not going to stay quiet and stand behind Miley. He grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back so he could be closer to the door. "We will lay one weapon down, no more then that. My girlfriend has a weird obsession with seeing other survivors, I don't know why because most of them just want to kill you. Are you one of them?" He asked rather aggressively. Deep down, Anthony was terrified. His fear was coming off in Anger, that was the best way he showed it.
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Post by Salted Squid on Feb 28, 2017 21:58:47 GMT -5
I'm so sorry, I had dinner and a ton of dishes to do ^^'))
Skylar stood behind Tobias, curiously listening to his conversation with the newcomers. She wasn't sure whether the others were able to see her there or not, but just in case she tried to look intimidating, glaring in their general direction. Judging from the voices, they were a guy and a girl; Skylar knew that zombies couldn't talk, though she still took a hesitant sniff anyway, relieved to find that she couldn't smell any rot on the two of them.
When Tobias offered to let the other two in, she almost protested, then stopped herself. This was his house, not hers; what right did she have to say they weren't welcome? Regardless, she slipped her hand into her pocket, wrapping her fingers around the reassuring bulk of her pocket knife. She didn't want to fight, but if she had to, she would, because honestly she really didn't feel like dying today.
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 28, 2017 22:05:59 GMT -5
(I should probably note that immune are extremely rare, so even in the past five days it's not likely that they would have met more than four or five maximum)
Tobias sighed, a bit exasperated at this point. He wasn't nearly intoxicated enough to be dealing with this kind of bs.
"Look, if you don't like it, don't come in. You're the one who came beating at my door with your weapons raised, so excuse me if I'm not gonna just invite you in for tea, machete and all," he retorted, beginning to lose his patience. "That's my condition: no weapons. I'm not gonna stand here and negotiate it with you."
(sorry for the kind of short reply)
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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 28, 2017 22:21:44 GMT -5
( we will just say they just came across somebody earlier. And that's it)
Anthony turned and stepped down," Miley. I'm not going to go. I'm not going to risk our butt and go into a house with who knows how many people in it." He growled at her. Miley glance" back at him," fine then I will go in." She said and looked back at the door. "I'm willing to come in, Anthony will stay outside." Anthonys eyes wide as he looked at Miley," Miley, wait don't." He pleaded her.
Miley ignored him now, "my weapon is down. Let me in." She told the voice. It might actually be safer with Anthony outside, he could stand watch and she could investigate what was going on inside.
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 28, 2017 22:26:24 GMT -5
Tobias nodded. "Thank you. I'll put my weapon aside for now as well. Give me a moment." He closed the door fully before placing his sword on the counter and pushing the kitchen table aside to allow the door to open fully. He briefly considered whether this was actually a good idea, but as long as it was just the woman, he didn't think it would be a problem. She was a bit smaller than him, and even if she did happen to have some mad Kung Fu skills or something, she seemed willing to work with Tobias. He gave her a small smile as he opened the door just enough for her to enter, though he cast a far less welcoming glance at her boyfriend.
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