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Post by Deleted on Jun 28, 2017 19:00:27 GMT -5
yeah yeah I know I keep making these, but I've got a craving for a dystopian/apocalyptic style rp, so just jump right on in
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Arlie slipped through the abandoned building, her half-lidded green eyes scanning all the open spaces she could see. This particular young woman had broken away from the group she'd been a part of ever since the robots had risen up, and was now beginning to regret her choice. Not having slept properly in three days, she was beginning to run out of energy, but had to find a safe space before she would allow herself to sleep. That was the issue with her situation. She no longer had anyone to watch out for her, but there was also the issue of knowing who to trust. Leaning against the brick wall, the red head figured this spot was going to be as good as any, and so let herself slide down the wall, her eyes already closing as she did. Barely reminding herself to put her gun beside her, so she didn't shoot herself as she slept, her eyes slipped shut and exhaustion finally caught up to her.
A sudden bang had Arlie's eyes snapping open, hand reaching for her weapon. She was beginning to run low on bullets, but she would not hesitate to use them against one of the robots. Cursing herself for not planning an escape route, she shuffled quietly into the shadows of a corner, placing most of her body behind a stack of boxes. This relative protection was better than nothing, even though, to a close eye, she would most likely be easy to spot.
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