Call to Arms {Civil War RP} ~Accepting~

[Solanum]

(( Accepted ^^ Let me add you to the characters list :3 We can start RPing now. I'll edit this post with my post. ))

Merr rose from his seat, the sun's rays in his eyes as he glanced out the dusty window to his right. Brushing his black hair from his face, he walked to the door, placed his hand on the rusted handle and pushed down. A sigh escaped his lips as he walked into the next room, his feet dragging on the cold wooden floor of his dining room. He was lucky enough to be as some would call, upper class, rich and powerful. But that wasn't exactly a good life, he wanted to live as everyone else did, to not have to be separate. With a quick stretch, he opened the door to the bathroom and stepped inside. Catching sight of himself in the mirror, he scowled, turning it away. He hadn't had any sleep, and it was beginning to show. Nothing a quick wash could fix though. So he turned on the water, grabbed a cloth and scrubbed his face, the stubble on his chin making him uncomfortable. I'll get rid of that eventually...

The cock crowed early, making Alonzo rise with a start. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he pulled off the scratchy woolen blanket and walked to the door of his house. He wasn't exactly dressed, his chest bare and some shorts on... But he didn't care. No one was really up that early in the morning. He yawned, stretching his arms back behind him. "Good morning everyone." The sun was bright already, and it had barely peeked over the horizon. It was going to be a good day. Shame he had to miss it for work... Looking up at the clock tower, he sighed, turned around and walked back into his house. Folded up on the corner of an old wooden table was his work overalls, which he quickly put on. Sinking into his large, heavy boots, he trudged out of the house, locked the front door and set off for work. Another day in the dust.

[LunarFaith]

Iza sighed as she pulled back her chocolate brown hair into a tighy pony tail. Taking a quick glance in her bathroom mirror, she smiled. She was 19, beautiful and extremtly fit. But as this left her mind, a frown came across her face. Though she was not poor and she was beautiful, she had nobody to share it with. Her mother had died years ago, and her father had been noweres to be found.

[Solanum]

Elizabeth skipped down the road, her feet kicking up small clouds of dust as she went. The streets were filthy to say the least... Stopping as she looked up at Iza's house, she let out a sigh, a small smile creeping onto her face. It was larger than hers, much larger, but she didn't care. She was fascinated by their wealth. She had wanted to enter one of those houses for a long time, but she wasn't rich like them. She had to be invite in, but why would they bother with a poor young girl like her. So clutching her teddy, she crossed the road to the small shop on the corner for a loaf of bread. She was starving, and awfully thin, but the shop owner was a good friend, and could sometimes spare a little food.

[LunarFaith]

Has Iza passed her window, she noticed the small girl standing on the road. With a smile she walked to the front door and opened it, leaning on the open door. She waited for the little girl to return from the shop/

[Solanum]

Elizabeth thanked the shop owner, placed what little money she had on the counter and walked out of the shop, bread in hand. She froze as she spotted Iza at her front door but cautiously walked closer, shrinking back into herself. "He-llo there. Lovely day we're having, isn't it." She was quite a bright little girl... Her father taught English in the local school, so she learnt quickly. "I couldn't help but admire your house. Quite lovely isn't it." She avoided making eye contact with the older girl, but didn't back off... She was curious about the way they lived... It was certainly different to the way the lower classes did... There was no harm in speaking with the girl, was there?

[LunarFaith]

Iza smiled. "Yes, the house and the weather are both lovely." She said, holding back a giggle. "Would you care to come in? I just made some fresh roles, maybe you would like one?"

[Solanum]

Elizabeth blinked in surprise, stepping back slightly. "You want me to come in?" She was buzzing with excitement, but then her mind went back to her father's words. "Oh... My father told me to never enter a stranger's house. He told me that some people aren't who they appear to be..." But this girl didn't look like she was dangerous... She really wanted to go in, but she didn't want to worry her father. Why was it so hard... But the smell of rolls from the house was so nice... "Well, if I make it quick, I don't think my father would mind." She shrugged, beaming at the older girl as she took a few steps towards the entrance to the house.

[burnham]

Grant awoke, cursing under his breath at the morning. He made his way over to the window, looking out as he brushed the olive green curtains back."Same dang dusty field out there, I'm so sick of this." He made his way down the hall towards the bathroom, looking in the dirty mirror. He ran a very tan hand through his dark brown hair, not bothering to fix it since he would just put a hat on later. He shaved his face like every other day. If Grant hated one thing more than the rest it would be facial hair. He pulled on a plaid flannel shirt, only bothering to button it up half way. Then he pulled on a pair of very faded jeans, and his boots. Before heading out the door, he grabbed his wallet. Grant was well off, his mother was secretly rich and left him half of all her belongings. His dad took the money and fled the country, and Grant couldn't blame him. He made his way out the door, and started walking to the market with the usual scowl on his face.

[Africa.]

Form -
Username - Fey
Character's Name - Marissa Moore
Age - 16
Gender - Female
Job (If child leave blank. If unemployed, write unemployed) - Caretaker of children
Rank (If they don't have a rank then leave blank) - Blankety <3
History/Personality (Both optional, but I'd appreciate it if you included): Personality- Marissa is a type of girl who knows how to take care of herself. She is an amazing fighter, though her skills would never be seen.
History- She spent many years of her life being fragile and dependant, but when she started realizing that life just let you down, and people just let you down, she broke free of her old habits, training to become a fighter better then any other, matching the skills of the men of the war, but she could never join them.
Other (Include which side they belong to) - Pixarians <3 And sister to Chance

Form -
Username - Fairy ending you >8D
Character's Name - Chance Moore
Age - 16
Gender - Male
Job (If child leave blank. If unemployed, write unemployed) - Unemployed, on the run from the recruiting soldiers.
Rank (If they don't have a rank then leave blank) -
History/Personality (Both optional, but I'd appreciate it if you included): I have no idea for either of these, so you'll be hearing about it through the RP.
Other (Include which side they belong to) - Sprites, brother to Marissa.

[Solanum]

(( Accepted Fey ^^ ))