Riot [[Semi-lit. Accepting a few more!]]

[Cyanea]

A dark city street echos the moan of a patent cry. The ones who lurk in the shadows hear it, but pay it no mind. So many have met the same fate, forcing these ones to serve witness, they have almost become immune. Immune to the pain and incessant suffering of the people around them. What else is there to do when you live in a city overtaken by monsters?

The monsters can hardly be called by their names. Far worse than the reaches of nightmares a human imagination dares to explore. They are mutated predatory cats that are slightly larger than the size of tall men and stand on their deformed, muscular hind legs. Their arms dangle so low that their gnarled fingernails scratch along the pavement as they patrol the dark city streets, on the prowl for stray humans. Their mouths have teeth larger than a man's middle finger and a large mouth in the shape of a rabid wolf's. Their backs are vulgarly hunched and their breathing is laborious as a meaty stench emanates from their fangs. But worse, their eyes are nothing more than void, black holes that peer out at this mundane world they've inhabited.

A group of people have manage to save themselves from the grasp of these creatures they call "deathcrawler"s. They've taken refuge in a subway station that had fallen victim to the grim and spiderwebs that inhabited the darkness since the coming of the "It"s 10 years ago. Its darkness and echoed cries of the slaughtered hung in the stale air, inducing nightmares upon all who sleep in its unlikely shelter. Hope is a rare thing among these broken souls, but one group of teens may have the spark needed to regain their city from the reaches of the deathcrawlers.

They have plotted a way to escape the city, but even they admit that it will be all but simple. One does not escape the reaches of hell so easily.
Will this weary group of teens be able to conquer the evil that has enveloped their city and build strength in their fellow survivors? Here in a place where no good can set foot upon ground unsoiled with death?

-------Let's Start a Riot-------

-Rules-

#1. All of Tess's rules apply.
#2. This is a literate role play, so I am expecting 4+ sentences with proper grammar each post.
#3. When speaking OOC please use a set of the following: //{{[[(())]]}}//
#4. Wait to be accepted before RPing
#5. Please be respectful of other role players when speaking OOC
#6. There is no electricity in the city, considering nearly everyone is dead. No cell phones, no TV, no electronics.
#7. Please don't put 'Crimson' in red on your form if you've read the rules.
#8. When your character is thinking, please use italics.
#9. When your character is speaking, please use "quotation marks".
#10. Have fun!

-City Resident Registration-

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-City Residents-

Name // Form page

[Cyanea]

Name: Harlow Grace Belle
Age: 18
Birth date: December 12
Gender: Female
Personality: Harlow is quiet and can often come off as rigid, although she's simply protecting herself from being hurt. She's compassionate and cannot let someone die if she has any say in it. She can be fiercely defensive and stubborn.
Position: 'Deviser'
Strengths:
- leading
- quick thinking
- fast runner/ good fighter
Weaknesses:
- not good with commitment
- compassionate (sometimes her downfall)
- sometimes easily frightened
Other:
Photo:

[Icepaw]

Name: Evisie Marie Torrence
Age: 17
Birth date: October 15th
Gender: Female
Personality: Evisie is the kind of person that catches people eyes, before they shudder and look away. With her glassy stare and seemingly vacant expression, most people avoid her deeply imaginative personality. She is thoughtful and inquisitive, and she thinks deeply about every little thing before she does it. Life is like a strategy game to her, where every piece needs to be carefully placed. Don't think she's antisocial because of this. On the contrary, she's very easy to get along with. She's willing to listen to what other people say, making her a hit with people who love to talk.
Position: Follower
Strengths:
-Deep Thinker
-Excellent Swordsmanship
-Peacemaker
Weaknesses:
-Semi-Pacifist
-Can Be Over-Thoughtful
-Has A Tendenc To Be Stubborn
Other: She always carries around a small, amythest-encrusted dagger. Just in case.
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[Cyanea]

((Accepted! ^^ Thanks for joining))

[Ruckus]

//Heyheyhey. May I join? It looks like you guys need some man-meat in here.//

[Shiko Hayashi]

Name: Silent Rouge
Age: 19
Birth date:December 1st , 1990
Gender: Male
Personality: Silent is exactly his name. Silent. Upon his eternal silence, he is very smart. He thinks before he acts and he is a fairly good fighter. But he holds a dark secret that burdens him and he strays from humans. Watch out for him because if he's trailing you, you'll never know.
Position: Deviser
Strengths:
- His Silence
- His Mind
- His skill with knives and archery
Weaknesses:
- His Secret
- He is fond of animals
- His heart is as hard as diamond
Other: he has a scar on his back starting from his right shoulder, going all the way down to his left hip and curling around it. He also wears a black ribbon around his eyes. No one is sure whether or not if he is blind.
Photo:

[Cyanea]

[[Of course, Ruckus ^^ and you're accepted, wolves = ) ]]

[Shiko Hayashi]

(( Thanks. You can just call me Silent or Wolf. ))

[Ruckus]

Name: Christopher 'Topher' Beedle
Age: 26
Birth date: August 16
Gender: Male
Personality: Topher is a genius. He likes to say it. He graduated as valedictorian from high school, and he was in college with a major of infectious disease, but he was hindered by the unfortunate attack, leading to his near demise several times, as he is not only slow, but he is incredibly weak. His physical condition (or lack of) comes from one too many years spent in the basement, watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer reruns and eating jerky. He was, to say the least, incredibly upset when his TV was destroyed right before his eyes. If his now-deceased college professor hadn't been around as a human meat-shield, he would certainly not be attending this roleplay.
Position: Follower. But he's not proud of it. He says he could think of a better plan. But he hasn't.
Strengths:
- Quick thinker.
- Doesn't need much room or interaction with others.
- He has lots of common sense. If it'll kill him, he knows, and he can generally find some way out.
Weaknesses:
- Physically slow and weak.
- Can't think or plan under pressure--which there is generally a lot of.
- Plays badly with others.
Other: He is absolutely terrified of girls. Really, really terrified. He'd like to say it was some past trauma, but really he's just a whimp. On the other side, he always has his calculator. Who knows when you're going to need to know the square route of 6734.9?
Photo: Topher is tall and average weight. His hair is dirty blond and often standing up in odd directions from lack of being brushed. His eyes are small and a little too close together, and they are a dark green as often associated with swamps. His lips are thin, almost nonexistent, and his nose is long and a little crooked.

//He is a hunkuh hunkuh burnin' love.//

[Cyanea]

((Sure you can just give a description.))