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Post by Dawnmoss on Dec 12, 2018 20:08:51 GMT -5
(Hi! Can I join?)
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Post by Dawnmoss on Dec 15, 2018 0:59:39 GMT -5
WIP
Lona (Alyssa Rivera) | 49 | Female + Cisgender | Heterosexual/Romantic | Loner | None | None, and not interested in a partner | Hunting knife and a hunting rifle, though she tends to switch out firearms once their ammo is spent | At first instance, Lona is a very intimidating person. She is generally covered from head to toe, wearing a faded black parka with a fur-lined hood, though the jacket is old and spent so the color is faded and the fur is thinned. She usually has thick black goggles over here eyes and wears a tan scarf over her mouth. She wears brown cargo pants where she keeps useful tools, such as weapons, ammunition, first aid kits (whenever she can find the), etc., and black combat boots and most times her hands are covered with gloves. Underneath that, she has brown hair which once would have been soft and beautiful, with a bronze sheen, but after the collapse of society, the mix of radiation and lack of care has long since turned it dull and brittle. She is olive skinned, with darkened and hardened patches of skin in almost every part of her body, especially her arms, and a small patch on her lower jaw. The most striking thing about her is her eyes, a rich golden brown color that time nor the environment has managed to dull. They are the eyes of someone who has seen many things, both good and terrible and hold a certain kind of kind wisdom and yet a deep weariness and sadness. She speaks English with an accent that tells it's not her first language, though she speaks it well, grammatically speaking. Those who lived before the catastrophe would recognize it as Latino, an indication of her Hispanic roots. | Lona likes to keep to herself. She's quiet and polite, but very observant. She's the kind of person that would rather sit in a corner of a room and watch everybody go about their business, taking in every detail, not to pry and gossip, but to be aware of her surroundings and what kind of people are around her. She's very private with her own affairs, not revealing much about herself to anyone, not even her real name. If you try to pry more about her, she won't tell you off directly, though she will remain tight lipped and not say a word, and fix you her most piercing glare if you insist. Otherwise, Lona is a very mild person. She's kind to others, but not naive, and she knows how to stand her ground in a fight. She spends most of her time wandering alone, though she visits towns and outposts every now and then, to trade or have a drink and exchange information. | Lona hardly says a word about her history or her past, almost as if she has something to hide, or maybe she just doesn't want to remember things that are best left forgotten, and she won't tell anyone even her name. She has gone through many things, and created many enemies along the way, which is one reason why she doesn't reveal much, but the not the entire reason, or even the main one. Simply put, she would much rather focus on the present and on the now than on the past. The general gist of it is that she had been studying her degree when disaster struck. She managed to prepare and find shelter with a group, where she stayed underground until it was safe to come out. From then on, she has lived with different groups and factions, until she finally settled for most of the apocalypse as a loner for about 10 years or so, perhaps joining a group every now and then but never staying for long. A few years ago she settled on the California area, where she is a rather well-known figure, and where she's known mostly as Lona, a nickname given to her some time ago by a particularly loud barman at a tavern she used to frequent. She never really liked the name but it stuck, and besides, she'd rather people call her that anyway. | As a survival method, Lona has learned to be a sort of "Jack of Trades," making sure to learn as many useful skills as she could from anyone she met. She isn't particularly proficient at any of them, but she can hold her own in an emergency. She mostly focuses on hunting, to be able to catch animals for food and trading material and scavenging. She has a love for books from her younger days and frequently visits a library when she gets the chance to. She's a favorite among librarians since she always likes to keep an eye out for books to trade with. While she can hold her ground in a fight (years of living alone in a hostile world does that to you), she would rather rely on stealth and remaining unseen or unnoticed. | @/Dawnmoss Nickname + Real name | 13 | Male/Cisgendered | As of yet undiscovered (he's young) | Townsfolk | One surviving uncle, x | No relatiosnhips, open for crushes| A small switchblade for defense | Physical description (3+ lines please, include clothing and stuff) | Personality (At least 2 lines, doesn't have to be super detailed) | History (what happened to put them in their position, where's their family, how they've survived so far etc) | Other (pets, special skill, interesting fact, phobia etc) | @/username (include the slash please)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 15, 2018 3:05:02 GMT -5
hey, I may join your new thread, but I'm currently in finals week so it might not be asap. but if I were to join, I would start with one character I think? nd he would be a bartender thank you! ;;
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