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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on Jan 31, 2018 23:32:41 GMT -5
Stephen smiled slightly. "That's a pretty name. If I ever had kids I would've named one of the girls either Serafina or Sapphire. But," he gestured at the dusty, bare landscape, ruined buildings and baking hot asphalt around them, "who would want to bring a child into this kind of world?" His voice had a slightly sad tone, thinking about how his own parents decided that was a good idea. He didn't regret leaving the shelter, but he would've preferred to emerge to the world the storybooks had told him about, with soft grass, flowers, trees... Just have to deal with what you've got.
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Post by leobloise on Feb 1, 2018 0:08:29 GMT -5
She shifted uncomfortably, pinching her cheek between her teeth as she forced her gaze up to gaze sorrowfully around. "I don't know..." She hesitated, then continued, "Some people think it'll end," Her gaze dropped, "But unless someone can bring back all the lives that have been lost, and all the plants that once supposedly rested here, then I dunno." She sighed, her shoulders drooping.
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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on Feb 1, 2018 0:24:52 GMT -5
"I suppose the vegetation can be replanted, but for the people, there's nothing we can do." Sensing the mood darkening, Stephen changed the subject to the positive side of the matter. "Apparently there are trees and stuff near the ocean, and they've been replanting on Alcatraz and the surrounding shores." He paused, looking her up and down again. "We're actually headed there, what about you?" His curious face was partially hidden in the shadows; the sun, or 'Satan' as he liked to call it, was slowly sinking below the horizon, although it was still much lighter than any normal sunset in the Old World would've been.
More time references lol)
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Post by leobloise on Feb 1, 2018 0:29:55 GMT -5
She looked at him in question, one of her eyebrows tilting up curiously, "Really?" She then tilted her chin up slightly, to shrug, "I don't necessarily know where I'm going right now." Serafina hesitated a bit before continuing, "I've just been wandering alone for a while. If I'm being honest, I kinda started panicking when I noticed I was running out of water. Er-- did I ever thank you, by the way?" She blinked awkwardly, uncomfortably shrugging a shoulder again to adjust her backpack.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2018 3:08:02 GMT -5
"Why would you want to know my name?" Alexander asked. She was holding a gun out at him and that was all she wanted to know? He didn't believe it. "I'm no threat to you, just trying to find a place to sleep." He said, hoping she would put the gun down or continue on her way. He still kept his hands up, he could tell she wasn't much of a threat except for that gun. Otherwise he'd be less cautious around her.
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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on Feb 4, 2018 3:16:01 GMT -5
Stephen smiled slightly. "No, actually. But I guess the possibility that I just saved your life is good enough." He thought for a while, gaze drifting to the darkening sky. "Um... If you're not going anywhere, would you like to... Travel with us? I mean, if you're going to get yourself dehydrated and on the verge of heatstroke on your own, you should probably go with at least one other person, or at least for a little while."
"Surprisingly enough, it's sort of a natural reaction. Rather than saying "give me all your stuff" or "hey [heck]wad, I'm going to kill you now", I've found it gets a slightly more positive reaction out of the person you're talking to, not to mention the fact it's more polite." Sera rolled her eyes. "Also, I'm mildly curious as to whether or not you even have a name, or are willing to share it with strangers."
Sorry about the inactivity, I'm starting up school again.)
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Post by leobloise on Feb 4, 2018 13:53:28 GMT -5
She frowned deeply, leaning backwards uncomfortably. She looked out across the barren land, rolling her shoulders awkwardly as her gaze drew back to Stephen. "I-I'm not so sure. I might just continue on my own," She paused, as her mind shifted back to the thought of how little water and food she had left. She pinched her cheek between her teeth, then responded carefully, "If you don't mind I might stick with you for only a little while, however." (No worries!)
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Post by leobloise on Feb 4, 2018 23:30:49 GMT -5
She glanced around carefully, then shrugged calmly, "Sure." Her gaze skimmed over the barren land, her head tipping back and forth a bit as she scanned the area. "I'm not really familiar with this area, though, so I wouldn't know where to go." Serafina rolled her shoulders uncomfortably.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 5, 2018 17:44:25 GMT -5
(i am going to be gone for about a month and a half. you can free your characters up if they are busy with mine.)
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Post by leobloise on Feb 5, 2018 21:25:46 GMT -5
ok then pft ))
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2018 18:06:30 GMT -5
(hello. i am back sooner than i thought i would be.)
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Post by leobloise on Feb 19, 2018 21:55:46 GMT -5
She licked the inside of her teeth uncomfortably, "Alright." She huffed, as her bright gaze snapped up to gaze around, shifting on her feet to gaze around, narrowing her eyes slightly as she studied any buildings she could see. She took a tentative step forward, leaning onto the tips of her toes slightly. (Sorry this is so short eeEK)
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2018 12:30:59 GMT -5
Mark thought for a moment before looking at Hosa fully. "Well glad to be partners with you." This was all he could say without making it obvious he was starting to like this boy who he had just met no more than two hours ago. So when it got too silent he started to whittle a piece of driftwood with his reinforced steel dagger. The whittling was a dog, Hosa's dog.
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Post by 𝐿𝑜𝓉𝓊𝓈𝒲𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓈 on Feb 20, 2018 16:53:30 GMT -5
Naida + Silestia Latvii| 22 | Cis Female + She-Her | Pansexual+Romantic, Polyamouras but also willing to be Mono| Tailor | Her father is alive, but Her mother passed| None really, other than her father, she's friendly with townsfolk but keeps everyone at an arms length away for the most part. | She keeps a weathered Smith & Wesson Model 65 revolver with a three-inch barrel and wood-colored grips | Naida is of asian decent, her skin bronzed by the nearly unbearable sun they lived under. She has light blonde hair that was nearly white, most likely also caused by the sun. She wore her hair in ponytails and buns, tied with ribbons or yarn, her evenly split bangs framing her face and hanging down below her bust. Her eyes are a deep dark brown, her pupils hard to spot when indoors. She has radioactive burns on her right forearm and most of her left knee. If its not freezing she just wears tattered shirts and denim or leather shorts stitched together by yours truly. She wears elbow length gloves both to protect her arms and hide her burn. She wears tights or tattered panty-hose to protect her legs and also hard the large burn on her legs. If she's outside she wears copper goggles with clear lenses so she can pay attention to the colors and details of her tailoring projects and weathered leather combat-style boots that are an amalgamation of different leathers. When cold she bundles up with leather jackets and knitted scarves. |Naida, despite how all the leather and dark colors she wears make her look, is a gentle, caring person. A lot of people would describe her as motherly. She is talented in her tailoring work, primarily focused on leather making but she also enjoys knitting for smaller projects like scarves. She is extremely patient, frustratingly so for other merchants and traders. She reads a lot of Old World poetry and anything she can find on botany, having a fascination with flowers and greenery. Even if she cares for other, she rarely allows them to care for her, choosing for her love to be a one-way street.| When she emerged with her family from her shelter, she had a hard time adjusting to the outside world and what it offered. As she grew older, her mother grew sicker, and she started working hard to perfect her leatherwork and tailoring skills knowing it was a highly valued skillset and she could easily trade her talents for medicine, herbs, doctors, whatever her mother needed. She'd done a lot of things she wasn't proud of before her tailoring skills had been fully honed for the sake of her mother. Either way, it wasn't enough and her mother passed leaving her with her father. She dove head first into her work to distract herself from the loss. Even if she barely talks to her father, she is still protective of him. Naida built her own workshop and store type of home for herself to work and live. | Other; She's a tailor, specializing in Leatherworking and Knitting. She's pretty afraid of the dark. | @/𝐿𝑜𝓉𝓊𝓈𝒲𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓈 (include the slash please) ((Oof, tell me if i missed anything please I got kind of lost in it lol))
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2018 19:21:27 GMT -5
Stephen smiled slightly. "No, actually. But I guess the possibility that I just saved your life is good enough." He thought for a while, gaze drifting to the darkening sky. "Um... If you're not going anywhere, would you like to... Travel with us? I mean, if you're going to get yourself dehydrated and on the verge of heatstroke on your own, you should probably go with at least one other person, or at least for a little while." "Surprisingly enough, it's sort of a natural reaction. Rather than saying "give me all your stuff" or "hey [heck]wad, I'm going to kill you now", I've found it gets a slightly more positive reaction out of the person you're talking to, not to mention the fact it's more polite." Sera rolled her eyes. "Also, I'm mildly curious as to whether or not you even have a name, or are willing to share it with strangers." Sorry about the inactivity, I'm starting up school again.) "You want all my stuff? My name is my own business." Alexander said. "I'm not any threat to you I'm just trying to find a place to sleep for the night, put the gun down and keep walking girl." He added, his words a little rude but his tone level and serious.
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Post by leobloise on Apr 28, 2018 14:01:15 GMT -5
I'm also sorry for not being on. c': I'll try to be more active over here!))
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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on Apr 29, 2018 0:16:15 GMT -5
Alright guys the front page has been updated but only with characters and deleted members, so don't worry about checking up on it. Welcome 𝐿𝑜𝓉𝓊𝓈𝒲𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓈!) Stephen nudged a piece of crumpled steel with his foot as they trudged through the wreckage of an old shed. "So what we're looking for is-" He broke off abruptly when someone yelled his name. He peered around a crumbling wall and caught sight of Sera, standing in the doorway of an almost complete house, arms folded and smirking. "Nevermind." Hosa subconsciously patted Viola's head and rubbed her ears, gazing off into the distance. His gaze drifted back to Mark, or, more specifically, what he was carving. He watched him intently, finally deciphering the shape as his own dog. "You're a good craftsman." He said softly.
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Post by leobloise on May 5, 2018 22:10:13 GMT -5
Bea - Beatrice | 21 | Female + She/her | Pansexual + Panromantic | Loner | None of her family is in contact with her, and she is not truly sure whether or not they would still be alive. | She much prefers to keep to herself. Although she has a strong bond with a dog companion. | Bea has a simple hunting knife with her however, she does carry a recurve bow. | Beatrice is a fairly short girl, standing at about 5'2 with a naturally lithe build. Her hair reaches barely to her shoulders but is most commonly kept up in a knotted bun. The girl does at times attempt to comb through it whenever she can but finds no notable benefits in doing so. It is of a dirty blonde color, turned darker by dirt and grime. Her down-turned eyes are a sap green sort of color, turning to more of a brown near her pupils. A radiation burn travels down the underside of her arm, and another one is fairly noticeable on her left leg. She wears reliable combat boots which she had managed to scavenge for-- lucky enough to find two similar looking shoes and tends to also wear light t-shirts wherever she can find them, along with any pants fitting her needs. The girl carries with her a light yet sturdy backpack fairly small in size and wears goggles to protect her precious sight from the sun. | Beatrice is quiet and reserved, used at staying quiet for the sake of self-preservation. So used to it in fact that talking for an extended amount of time, or shouting tends to hurt her throat. She's one to not care about others feelings very commonly. Occasionally for only short times, she will try to attach to someone in order to survive, most likely hoping for resources. | Beatrice lived and grew with the most of her family until around the age of 18, at which point they separated. Quickly she found someone to care for her. The girl remained under the protection of this person, who she prefers not to speak of. On what she believed to be her nineteenth birthday of which she did not share with her caretaker at the time, he had brought back a burly but well-muscled dog with a coat of deep brown, practically black. He had planned to eat this dog. Bea found this not to be wise as dogs seemed valuable in such a time. So she took the dog with her and fled from the area quickly as soon as she got the chance. She had lived alone since then, and found it to be much more peaceful. However, she would occasionally find someone to swiftly bond with then run off with any supplies they had granted her, or she had gained from the person otherwise. | The girl has a dog companion by the name of Forest. His coat is a deep black, his ears floppy and his body well-built. Beatrice is not completely sure of his breed but guesses him to be a mix between a boxer and a chocolate lab. This is why she sometimes refers to him as a box of chocolate. | @/blaisie
(eEK so sorry, I thought I might as well make another character. I hope it's alright that I gave her dog for a pet. If you would like for me to revise/edit anything then I would be glad to do so, just tell me.)
(I would've asked about giving her a dog before hand, but I was anxious to make this character honestly. c': ))
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Post by Deleted on May 6, 2018 18:49:01 GMT -5
(ello)
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Post by leobloise on May 6, 2018 18:50:57 GMT -5
(Ayo)
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Post by leobloise on May 12, 2018 9:29:23 GMT -5
So, I don't think I already told you-- I'll be gone from may 14 to 16 on a school trip. May 16 is also my birthday, which is pretty much completely unrelated oops.))
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Post by leobloise on May 12, 2018 18:15:12 GMT -5
Lol thank you. :') ) Also, yes that makes sense to wait until I return.))
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