{ Just survive... } OPEN

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{ Everything has collapsed.
Society.
Government.
Law.
Everything that kept humans safe from themselves. First a virus, created by scientists, got lose. It was highly infectious, a mutated version of chicken pox. Children caught it first, having hallucinations and fevers and sweating. Some died, some did not. Then it spread to adults.
Any adult over 25 died from it, except a few, and surviving over the age of 18 was unlikely. The governments secret got out and soon the whole country rebelled against them, but, suddenly, any adults still alive disappeared and soon the riots died down.
Now that all that has happened food began to run out and silently, one night, the electricity went off and the world went dark.
Days went past and people waited for news that help would come but people lost hope and it began, with one fight the whole country set on fire. Gangs formed and began looting and killing, people fled for the lives and thought of only one thing, they needed to survive.
This is this world now, houses destroyed as the remaining people hide food and wait each night for the night they must fight. Which night will be yours? And will you survive it? }

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These are wrong

He walkd towards the pertty
ILLITERATE

I walked down the street slowly,
glancing from side to side to
watch out for any danger
You should post in the third person

She flicked back her shining black
hair as the light caught it, giving
it a blue sheen that matched her
sapphire blue eyes. With a glance
she gave him a look from under
her eyelashes. With a quick
movement she did a cartwheel,
landing lightly and softly before
going into the rest of her gymnastic
routine, doing every move elegantly
and perfectly
This is making your character too perfect

This is Semi-lit so I expect you to post one medium-long paragraph of around 5 sentences or two short-medium paragraphs. I don't expect more than two paragraphs from anyone unless it is their first post which may be more. Also, post in third person with good grammar

Realistic, this is in Realistic human roleplays so make it so, please. Everyone has a flaw and no-one has perfect looks; they can be beautiful but that doesn't mean they have perfect looks and everyone has there own idea of beautiful so don't post like this-

I've given a basic form which I want you to edit; add colours, pictures, quotes... Show me that you have a good imagination and just add things! If you like just use a completely different form, making sure it has everything included that it needs; the usual things, a sample of your writing, weapons and territory [each person will have somewhere they live or they travell all the time].

Tess' rules also apply

More may be added

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{ Form }
Please, add pictures, colours, edit, change completely but include everything needed. If you want use a completelyt different form, I know mine is rubbish, I just don't have time to make an absolutely amazing one.

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[center][size=85][size=150]"[/size]Quote here[size=150]"[/size]

[b]Username[/b]
[Answer here]
[b]Name[/b]
[Answer here]
[b]Nickname[/b]
[Answer here]
[b]Age[/b]
[Answer here]
[b]Gender[/b]
[Answer here]
[b]Personality[/b]
[Answer here- do NOT put 'you'd better be scared if she's angry', that's just annoying]
[b]History[/b]
[Answer here- please nothing too dramatic]
[b]Territory[/b]
[Answer here- be detailed please unless your character doesn't have a territory. Include streams, any obvious landmarks, any trees or crops they might have grown]
[b]Supplies[/b]
[Answer here- include weapons, food, clothes, anything...][/size][/center]

{ Characters }

The Lasses
1. Samantha Hawk. Pg 1. Small-but deadly
2. Reserved for infinity and beyond
3.
4. Alexandrea Jane Scott. Pg 1. TheLizardQueen
5. Florence Green. Pg 3. MyMagnifenct-Self
Extension spot for Myolo

The Lads
1. Alexander Ash Tyler. pg 2. Myolo
2. Reserved
3.
4.
5.

Extension spots are spots I will give out to people if they want a space that isn't available, they will get it if they contribute well to the roleplay. DON'T ask for one, I will give you one if I think you deserve it

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The season is...

spring . summer . autumn . winter

The temperature is...

hot . cold . warm . freezing

The weather is...

sunny . windy . light rain . rain . humid . cloudy . thunder storm

{ News }

09/09/12 - pinkysparky1756 was so interested she reserved a place even before this opened
10/09/12 - this opened

{ Where is this set? }

This is set in England, somewhere between England and Scotland near the sea. The landscape has hills, forests, streams, meadows... Basically it is a very varied landscape. There is a town and a few small villages that are still there though they are mostly abandoned and falling down.

Dangers
- gangs
- a few dogs have become wild and there is one wolf pack that escaped from a zoo when it was raided by people looking for food. They stay away from humans
- starvation, freezing to death and illness

Food sources
- Plants
- Rabbits
- The remaining food that hasn't rotted like tinned food and cheese
- Fish

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{{ hєч. ít's nícє tσ mєєt чσu!

{ nαmє ;
" I'm Sammi "

{ Her name was Samantha Hawk but that doesn't matter now, you won't get close enough to her to learn her full name. }

{ nícknαmє/s ;
" You call me Sammi, nothing else unless you really want to call me Hawk "

{ She hates the name Samantha, thinks it is girly. She likes to think she is a tomboy so thought Sammi sounded more like one, also she won't say no to Hawk as she loves birds }

{ αgє ;
"I lost track of time, 16 I think"

{ She become sixteen around half a year ago. Her birthday is the thirteenth of May, she loves it as it is thirteen }

{ gєndєr ;
" I am flattered if you think I'm a boy but I am a girl "

{ Female, even if she is a tomboy, cuts her hair short and never wears skirts or dresses }


{{ lσσkíng ín thє mírrσr...

{ σvєrαll αppєαrαncє ;
"Not that bothered what I look like. I have short auburn hair, slightly tanned skin and usually cuts and scabs"

{ Average height for her age with long legs and a short upper body, she has a lean build, muscled but in a way that means she is more agile than strong and with basically no figure what-so ever. Her fingers are medium length, her hand more tanned than the rest of her body, and have short stubby nails which normally have mud under them. Her hair is short and scruffy with a fringe. It is shiny even though she never uses shampoo, her hair balanced itself out 2 months after she stopped. Across her face she has a sprinkling of only just noticeable freckles on her pale skin and, over all, her face is rather boyish. Not beautiful, not ugly, she is a little pretty but not someone stunning. Not much emotion is showed in her eyes and they always stay the dark, almost black, brown, surrounded by short brown lashes }

{ hαír cσlσur ;
" A kind of auburn brown"

{ Sammi's hair is cut short and scruffy, brown with a slight reddish tinge that makes it auburn. It lightens slightly in summer but generally stays the same. All that it done to it is that it is washed with water, this is as she has no time or resources to do anything else }

{ єчє cσlσur ;
" Very dark brown"

{ Sammi's eyes are a very dark brown, so dark they meld slightly with the pupil. They don't have any flecks or highlights, they are solid }

{ scαrs / bσdч mσdífícαtíσns ;
"No 'modifications' as you put it but yes I have scars"

{ No piercings or modifications but Sammi does have some scars. Across her right cheek she has three lines from when she tried to help a stray cat but it didn't like her, they are quite noticeable. On her lower left leg, she had two crossing scars that she got when falling out of the same tree twice. On the back of her left hand she has a jagged scar, quite faint, that she got when messing around with machinery. She has a few other scars but they are very faint and barely noticeable }

{ clσthíngs ;
"Comfy and practical, tough and ripped"

{ Sammi wears with her CHERUB shirt combat trousers, baggy jeans and every now and then when she feels slightly ethnic hareem trousers. She lieks wearing either trainers, boots or tough sandals on her feet, also no shoes at times. She likes to wear blues, greens, browns and sometimes a colourful jumper or hoodie }


{{ thє rєαl mє.

{ hístσrч ;
"I don't really want to speak about it much"

{ Sammi was born in wales in a small village, her parents owned a farm that consisted of fields of rape seed and wheat with some animals, the animals were a few pigs, a lot of sheep, four horses and a few sheep dogs. They did well, managing to earn money in the farming business which is a lot of the time unreliable.
With three older brothers and the fact she lived on a farm Sammi grew up independant and a tomboy, her brothers encouraging this and taking her with them a lot of the time when she got old enough even if her oldest brother was 5 years older. She got into a lot of accidents around the farm at first but then began to know what she could and couldn't do, growing in strength and climbing ability and agility.
Disaster struck however, when Sammi was seven, when an illness came to the farm and killed off the sheep; they were what kept the farm going. Distraught, the farm had to be sold and the family began to search for a house in a village while her father searched for a job.He found a job and they found a house but only stayed in the same place for a few months before her father found another job. They moved to a mountaneous area where, once again, Sammi could be boyish and explore but it wasn't the same as her brothers had gone to universities or got jobs and weren't at home.
When the illness struck it went to Sammi's school and she got it. She went home and stayed in bed for a week until it left her but her parents got it and both died. For weeks she began withdrawn and was moved to a home where young adults, only just over 20, looked after all the orphaned children and teenagers. She hardly noticed the riots. She only began to come back and actually smile when she got a dog. A collie-cross that was for sale, very cheaply, she got all her savings she had taken from her house and bought it. She spent most of her time training it to be quiet, fetch, warn her of people coming near her room and many more things.
The light's went out and a riot began in her town. She ran away with her dog to the mountaneous landscape around and managed to see one of the surviving adults in a car full of food that he hid. He got killed by a gang but they didn't find the food and Sammie xplroed till she found a good place to stay. She got weapons, the food and everything she could and hid it and learnt to survive. }

{ fríєnds αnd fαmílч ;
" The list is endless"

{ None, except her dog }

{ crush ;
"Yuck"

{ Sammi doesn't have one at the moment }

{ bσчfríєnd / gírlfríєnd ;
"No way"

{ Sammi doesn't have one at the moment }

{ hαbíts αnd fєαrs ;
"Death, I'm scared of being killed. Also, of being blind"

{ Her habits are tapping her fingers, running a hand through her hair and chewing things. She will chew anything; paper, coins, plastic, metal, blue tack... She is scared of, not the death itself really, but the pain that comes before hand. She also would hate not to see and that;'s why she'd scared of being blind }

{ pєts ;
" Roxy, my dog. Don't you dare go near her "

{ Roxy, a complete mongrel, who is part collie, staffie, greyhound and other breeds. She is the size of a collie with a slightly sturdier build and a thicker head. Her fur is short and black, brown brinde is on legs and face. She is not built for speed or strength, but inbetween, having stamina, good speed if not amazing and a hunting instinct from her greyhound part. }


{{ ít's thє ínsídє thαt cσunts.

{ pєrsσnαlítч ;
"I'm a tomboy and obsessed with animals"

{ Sammi is a tomboy, not afraid to get dirty, wearing boys clothes and not liking anything girly. She loves to be outside and exploring whether this is climbing a tree, crawling through bushes or just walking through somewhere she hasn't been before. If she is somewhere new the first thing she will do is explore. If you challenge her she is sure to accept unless it could hurt someone or an animal, she will most likely dare you to do the same thing and will boast that she can do it.
Not especially sociable, she is bad at conversations and quite bad at making friends. A conversation with her will mostly trail off and end up in an awkward silence in which Sammi will try to think of a way to break it but will not manage. When making friends, she is quite particular, if she doesn't like someone she will tell them with no hesitation as she believes it is better than whispering behind their back that she doesn't like them. When with good friends she will become quite loud and social but may say something without thinking that will upset someone.
Sammi is not looking for love or anything of the kind. Flirting with her will most likely get a glare or she will walk off, asking her directly to go out with get the same treatment, and trying to do anything like kissing her or holding her hand will get a shove. She doesn't blush when it comes to love and can talk about ti quite easily but doesn't want to}

{ líkєs ;
"Any animals"

{ -Animals
-Being outside
-Swimming
-Food in general
-Sports
-Singing
-Night-time
-Being alone
-Ukelele's
-Exploring
-Challenges }

{ díslíkєs ;
"Any form of discrimination"

{ -Discrimintaion so racism, homophobia...
-Being hungry
-Slugs
-Wet jeans
-Girly clothes
-Make-up
-Snobby people
-People who seem perfect
-Bad winers or losers }

{ σríєntαtíσn ;
"I'm seriously not sure"

{ Bi but she doesn't know it yet }

{ σthєr ;
" No, go away "

{ N/A }


{{ More Information

{ supplíєs ;
'' A lot of tinned food and cheese but most fruit and meat has gone off. I also have material, a bow and arrow, a homemade spear and a sling''

{ She has stored a lot of tinned food, cheese and other food that won't go off easily including honey. Her weapons include a bow and arrow, a spear, knives, a sling and a gun she doesn't use except in emergencies. She usually carries with her a sling and knives }

{ tєrrítσrч ;
''As if I'd tell you about it!''

{ In the middle of her territory is a large hill, one side has a stream running down it while the others are rocky and hard to climb at some parts because it is quite steep. On the top there is a little group of trees, one is a cooking apple tree while the rest are horse-chestnut tree and oaks. In the middle of this she has got a sheet of plastic and made a kind-of tent out of it. She floor she has cleared but it is still earth and hard as she only has a sleeping bag.
At one side of the small group of trees is a large brambe thicket. Underneath this the ceiling of an old mine collapsed and it is possible to enter, this is where she stored her food but only goes in it now and then as getting through the brambles results in a lot of pain.
To the west the sea is a couple of miles away, this isn't really her territory but she forages for food in the area between the sea and her territory, and sometimes tries to fish in the sea but isn't very successful. }

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Open

[Rawr.]

Can I reserve a girl ??

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{ Reserved a girl for you }

[adoxography]

(May I reserve a girl?
- Form up in a few.)

{[Alexandrea Jane Scott]}

"You could call me a passifist, a peace-maker, or even a treehugger. But unfortunately you'd be wrong."

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"Don't wanna be 
an American idiot.
Don't want a nation 
under the new media 
And can you hear 
the sound of 
hysteria? 
The subliminal mind 
f--- America."

иаме?{["Alexandrea Jane Scott. Quite the genaric mouthful; no? My grandparents used to say my father named me after Alexander The Great; claiming I inheirited my interest for history from him. Hell if I know where they got 'Jane' from.... Though this was my given name, I go by many names. Most of which aren't family-friendly, as I worked as a pick-pocket in Manhattan when my family fell ill. Since then, I've fled the city and left my work aliases behind. Please call me Alex. Nothing more." ]}
Аgе?{["I've been in this place of mass stupidity and ignorance for 17 years. And no. I'm not "17 years young." I'm 17 years old. That is the phrase."]}
Gейdег? {[Yeah; bro. I'm totally a guy. I love making inappropriate comments on girls and ...not... Bathing. Insert ridiculous man-voice here." Female]}
Sехцаl Ояiеитатiои? {[ "Bisexual; so good I play For both teams. But hell, let's be honest. I lean more toward the girls. Society has been smashed to bits, yet still, people are so awkward about this question. I love the term "Straight as a ruler." *Tilts ruler and winks*"]}
Шнеяе аяе уоц fяом? {["Originally; just outside of Brooklyn, but I've spend most of my life in Manhattan. You instantly got 'This one's gotta be watched' singnals, didn't you? Thats alright, it's probably true. Since then, I've spent my time here and there, traveling with my furry companions. Unfortunately, I am no longer welcome in the city."]}
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"Welcome to a new 
kind of tension.
 All across the
 alien nation. 
Where everything isn't
 meant to be okay. 
Television dreams 
of tomorrow. 
We're not the ones 
who're meant to
 follow. 
For that's enough
 to argue."

Pеяsоиаliту? {[Straight out of New York city; Alex has as colorful a personality as her backround. Don't be put off by her rough exterior. She has her good and bad; just as the city itself. Her humor makes up a huge part of her personality to anyone that knows her; she's rarely serious. She's known for being sarcastic and cynical in conversation, and just all around loud. The only time he's serious is when she's annoied. Alex is known for getting into fights; to such an extent that she's locally known for it in her hometown; which is quiet a feat, not that she's proud of it. The last thing you want is to be on her badside; she can change from joking to screaming on a dime. Along with this, she won't be the first to throw a punch, but if she thinks she can make you, she will. Her sharp tounge and cynical outlook are often her downfall, though she expresses most of this comedicly. On a lighter note; she's also a musician and a survivalist - despite her innercity upbringing - in her freetime. This goes along with severe issues with speaking on behalf of her more inner thoughts. These usually come out in her music; which makes up a big part of her life. Ironically; Alex is a die-hard classic rock fanatic. That's one way to take back almost admitting emotions, huh?

The way I think?

Alex has severe OCD, which can come along with the strangest of idiosyncrasies. Alex is very particular in the positioning of things and following patterns of any sort. Some of these obsessive compulsive tendancies are appearant, and some are just in the way she 'organizes' thoughts, if you will. But its hard to explain this to someone whose never met her; So I suppose there are little things you'd find in time. Nevertheless, this attention to detail has kept her alive for quite some time now.

The way I act?

 
Alex has a tendancy to offend people. As you'd expect, she doesn't really mind this. Whenever she opens her mouth you can expect either sarcasm, or some potitically incorrect, steriotypical joke. She's rarely serious, unless you've managed to make her angry; of which isn't very hard, as she has very low tollerance for drama or 'stupidity.' In which case, she has a very sharp tounge that becomes even more deadly when directed at someone else. Unfortunately, the line between her jokes and insults has become blurry, as she's hardened since the death of her brother.

My freetime?

Alex has plenty of interests to occupy her time. The upmost of these consist of reading literature and preforming. She spends alot of her time in either central park with her brother, or watching practice at a local preforming arts center. Of course, she no longer has time for such indulgences, that is, if central park and the preforming arts studio still exist.  ]}
Нisтояу? {[Alex and her twin brother were born in a small town outside of New York. Born to a teacher and a resturaunt consultant; the twins led a perfectly normal life in their nook of the world until age 7. The duo wasn't personally introduced to the city until the death of their parents ten years ago after being shipped off to a small appartment in manhattan. Since then they were bounced all over the city from relative to relative. In effect to living all over the city over the last 6 years; they know it like the backs of their hands. They consider the city their home; no matter where they end up. Of course, their place of origin isn't hard to guess with such heavy accents. The last place Alex took part in a "family" was her Uncle Zack and Aunt Sarah's appartment at the edge of Manhattan. She lived here when the virus broke out and claimed her Aunt, Uncle, and twin brother. Since then, she's packed up and moved on. Being as spuratic as she is, she found herself on a boat to Scotland 6 monthes ago, hoping to leave behing any sort of reputation. She now travels the country in whatever direction she feels to search for survivors.]}

"Well maybe I'm 
the f----t America. 
I'm not a part of 
a redneck agenda.
 Now everybody do
 the propaganda. 
And sing along to 
the age of paranoia."

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Яеlатiоиsнip Sтатцs?{["Deeply in love with sleep. Ah; 'love.' The most society-induced emotion; next to jealousy, of course. As much as I'm constantly looking for a muse in my writing; I find it to be a distraction. I'll let you in on a little secret though. Unfortunately, when I'm in a relationship, I'm a complete hopeless romantic. But none of this is relevant any longer. I haven't found one survivor yet, nevermind one to have a relationship with." (Will edit) ]}
сяцsн? {[(Will edit)]}
Exes? {["We'll be leaving this one blank..." ]}
Шнат уоц lоок fоя? {["Hell. I haven't seen a poptart in a year. Okay, okay. i know what you mean't. Brain and personality?"]}
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"Don't want to be 
an American idiot. 
One nation controlled
 by the media. 
Information age 
of hysteria. 
It's calling out to
 idiot America."

fамilу? {["None."]}
Саяеея? {["Previously, I worked for my uncle at his pizzeria up on 53rd. Beside this; I was also a street musician in centeral park. This is where my brother and I spent most of our time." Alex didn't have many plans for her future, though she had plenty of her own dreams she dismissed as 'far fetched' including broadway. ]}
Sтуlе? {["Clothes? If you're lucky." Typically, Alex wears just about the same thing every day. A worn-out pair of jeans; a tee-shirt, a leather jacket, hoodie, or an open button up shirt; sneakers; and a plain black baseball cap. Original, no? Though she denies it, her mood is often in the jacket she wears.]}
Ретs? {["Despite the rules that directly banned pets from our apartment building; I have an old Chocolate Lab named Toby and a baby Sugar Glider named Wifi. They're always with me. Where Toby usually just sticks by my side, you often wouldn't see Wifi, as he prefers to be in my hat or an inside pocket. These two have been my life since the virus."]}
Сая? {["My car is deffinately one of my prized posessions. Its a '73 volkswagon superbeetle painted like herbie the lovebug. Yeah; its an old rolling hunk of metal crap, it's not the newest mustang or a charger, but it sure kicks the sh-t outta your car. Not only is it virtually bulletproof, but it has a large trunk to fit all my belongings, and if it breaks down, they made so many that i could find parts in just about any old junkyard."]}
Отнея? {["As much as I'd never admit this to the public, I am armed at all times with 10 throwing knives, five strapped to each calf. As well, that my supplies dwindled on the boat, so I am down to my last few bags of beef jerky - reasonably dangerous for the three of us."]}

[weightless.]

((May I reserve a girl?))