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friendly bumpity ^-^

[charmey]

ermygerd i totally forgot- i'm going out of town today until wednesday! (wow, i can't believe i forgot that.) :s anyways, so yeah, i'll be gone until then and with it being a family vacation i doubt i'll have much opportunity to be online. so if we start sooner than that there's my reason for being inactive. ^^" sorry for the inconvenience guys!

oh yeah, and bump.

[indefinite,]

{{ @charmey; that's fine c; have fun!
@everyone; we are starting! collin still hasn't been reserved, but im sure someone will once we get this going. }}

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gail was the type of person who had been
through so much already that there wasn't
much more that she could take. she was a
beaten and battered girl. she's never been
one to take kindly to pity. in fact she hates
it. she gets frustrated very easily, but
even when she's not she's very vocal and
will say just what's on her mind. however
you know you can always expect honesty.
she's a sad girl who can't trust herself or
very many people, but when she does you
are getting past her tough exterior and you
soon find that bubbly, sarcastic, fun girl
beneath it all. she's a fighter. she's cautious,
yet threatening with her ways of going about
things. however she's protective over the ones
she loves and observant. she's a good leader.

location: the hideout
doing: planning
mood: reluctant
tagged: holden, graham, everyone

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-----she sat, knees pulled up to her chest, back pressed up against the wheel of one of the trucks they had managed to get from their allies in town, the people that would meet them in secret and give them the supplies they needed to put an end to the north koreans invading america. slowly, they were getting more and more of them, more people willing to give away clothes or ammo or even vehicles to this group of renegades living in a cave up the mountain. however, the koreans were catching on that they were getting help from below, and they've threatened to kill anyone associated with the "terrorist group who call themselves the wolverines." they've killed four already. those four that had been shot in the head in the middle of town.
-----outside it was chilly. it was in the middle of autumn. and their hideout wasn't a very cozy place. it was an old cave they'd managed to find up in the mountains. they had to wheel the truck into it though, so there wasn't much room for storage of food and supplies, let alone any place to sleep. but it worked. it is uncharted on any map so its unlikely to be found. gail had found it with graham, holden, masie, and ruthie when it had just been the five of them. soon after, more and more kids were showing up.
-----she shoved bullets into her rifle, climbed to her feet, and dusted on her butt. she looked at everyone else sitting in the hideout, all waiting for the sun to rise up and peek over the hill. gail could start to see the cave was getting lighter and lighter. they were going on a raid for more guns and ammo. their plan was full proof. "ok guys. they won't expect us this early, but we still need precautions. holden, you take graham, savannah, waverly, noretta, owen, and foster with you to the alley for the ambush." she bit her lip. she was sending her little brother out on the worst end of the plan, the most dangerous. but he was with holden and the rest of the gang. she trusted them. they knew what they were doing. "i'll take ruthie, hudson, and collin with me to the roof of the nearest building just in case something goes wrong, then we can easily intervene." nothing better go wrong. it was best she took these three with her. ruthie wasn't much of a fighter, but then again owen wasn't either, and he was going with holden. but owen needed to take hudson's place because he was bound to cause trouble. collin was too inexperienced. "and masie, your lead the soldiers to the alley. don't worry, you can do it." holden had hated her for suggesting his baby sister be the one with the toughest job, especially because she was the most timid. but masie was the fastest one in the group. they needed her. holden was still mad at her, and she didn't blame him. she just wished he'd understand how hard it was for him to send her brother out there as well, that she understood. gail walked over to graham and ruffled his hair as if he was a kid again. "watch your back and be safe." she smiled and looked over her shoulder at holden. when he didn't say anything she shook
her head silently and went down the time of the group, wishing them all good luck and telling them to be safe.

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ruthie saul is a rare combination.
to have such a beautiful girl take
the simple things in life and see
the beauty in them as well, it
almost never happens. she's always
finding the good in others and
refuses to believe in lost causes.
she's laid-back and doesn't really
say much on her mind. but there's
no lack of intelligence.
tagged; Gails, graham, everyone
ａｇｅ ; twenty
ｃｒｕｓｈ ; none-
she has a boyfriend.
ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓ ; dating graham
ｆａｃｅ ; mila kunis

i sit with my back against the cave wall, starring into space with my glittering eyes, thinking back to a time without war. if i could see this world, and whats its become, with out knowing i survived, without knowing i was one of the five to live, and breath back hope into this suffocated country, i would have assumed i would have died. i never expected to live, and i doubt anyone else did. shy little ruthie fighting the Koreans? the idea would have been laughable...but here i am. Alive. and it feels strange. because living now, in this time, when we're fighting death, i feel even more alive than i ever have. i try not to think about how close i come each day to death. i try not to think about the violence. then again, i've never been a good fighter. Mainly, because i dont like it, the idea of hurting someone, no matter how murderous their intentions. However, i have other skills, i may not be good at fighting, but i know how to stay hidden, i know tactics which wont involve me shooting or stabbing. just trapping, or out smarting. i s'pose we all have our different uses.
theres no chatter in this cave. we're all sitting, or leaning against something in silence, remembering a better time, or if not, just trying to forget the current time. i often find myself thinking back. Back to happier memories i would never usually think about. The other day i was thinking about my fifth birthday party. i dont know why. but it was a happy memory, and it was good to escape this grey present i seem to be stuck in.
I lean my head again Graham, and rub my arms, my hands red raw from constant action, and the cold. It could be worse, im lucky my boyfriend is here with me, he's one of my comforts. my hands stroke the cold cave floor out of restlessness, just as gails steps up and begins to talk, tellign us whats happening and whos doing what. im glad to hear i'll be with her. i always feel safer around her, she's just...shes a fighter. And something about her rather blunt personality always assures me. if we're in danger, she'll tell us. if im being unhelpful, she'll tell me, and i can put myself to use. i admire her for so many reasons.
"okay, thats good." i say, getting to my feet, dusting off my butt and giving a small stretch. i watch the brunette go around wishing everyone luck, before turning to Graham. "Stay safe." i whisper, wrapping my arms round him in a brief hug, then, reluctantly, letting go as we start to make progress.

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{{@silver; im sorry, but theres no fontmeme or images allowed when posting replies. its one of nick and tess's rules :c }}

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{{@silver; im sorry, but theres no fontmeme or images allowed when posting replies. its one of nick and tess's rules :c }}

ah, okie doke :3 i'll change it quickly }}

[mint.]

ooc; aliens invaded this post ~ moved

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ooc - I'll edit and finish writing this in the morning. c;
ach I got all this writersblock right before I went to edit this, I'm sorry. >< I hope this isn't that bad.

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ｓｉｎｇ ｔｈｅ ａｎｔｈｅｍ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ ａｎｇｅｌｓ...

currently at the hideout with everyone else
while discussing plans. her mood is neutral
at the moment.

savannah lane is very sacrificial and greatly
driven by what's best for her little sister
waverly. she is extremely protective and
known for a rage that bubbles beneath her
skin. when it comes to fighting she is an
expert. she is sneaky and sly and always
ready to fight back, with words or with
weapons.

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Savannah was always ready for another fight, whether verbally or physically. Her preference was to keep her sister out of the fresh war, of course, being the only family she had left in this world. This was also one reason she was an excellent fighter -- her strongest fear was now the thought of Waverly getting injured, or possibly dieing, while Savannah was around and not being able to do anything. Then she would be alone. This drove her to being more aggressive. Her hidden anger would likely rise up once more and get her killed while out and preforming a plan for real; her carelessness and revenge would blind her completely. Savannah would forget everything and just want to kill all Koreans her green gaze caught without taking any precautions.
Savannah forced herself out of her own fear by driving her fingers through her straight, dirty blonde hair; it was one trait she and Waverly happened to have in common. Both of the two siblings had green eyes, but Savannah's was just a tad bit darker. The newest plan ran through her head several times, allowing her to become familiar with it. Every time her sister's name came across, Savannah would stiffen, but only for a moment before relaxing. She shot a quick glance at Waverly, but it was cut short when she had to make sure her gun was locked and loaded. She was ready. Savannah pointed it up and rested the weight on her forearm, but the weight was nothing really. She just wanted to get out there and fight. Run these Koreans out of town, that was all. Her head tilted back and she shook her hair out of her face, allowing her to see through her green eyes. Stray strands stuck still, but nothing was that bad that she had to manually pull each strand out of her face. She shifted her weight onto one foot, her left, and waited for Holden's word that their group was leaving. Anxiety tore at her stomach, but the trill of wanting to get out there overpowered her anxiety.

[charmey]

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i don't think that permission
ever one any battle. ❞


hudson clement is pugnacious.
he is constantly testing the patience
level of his peers. he will jeer at you
and pick at you because its like he wants
you to fight him back, give him that
attention. he is excellent with word
choice and good at getting under
peoples skin. he's a real fighter, he is.

age: eighteen
location: the hideout
feeling: ready for action
doing: listening to gail.
tagged: everyone, gail
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hudson sat on the cold ground, his back against the rock wall of the cave they called the hideout, it wasn't exactly a nice place to spend the nights, but better than dying. which was what would surely happen if anyone from the group would get caputered by the koreans. he just wanted to attack already. hudson watched as the sun slowly was rised, once the light reached the cave, gail stood up. he could tell, she had a plan, it was what she thought of all night long.
everyone listened closely, they were suppose to ambush some soldiers in an alley and kill them. he was pretty excited, until gail announced the teams. a bunch of people were suppose to go with holden to the alley, he supposed that there was another part to that plan, but what he didn't expect that she would have him stand up on a roof with ruthie and collin. especially when owen got to fight. he couldn't believe it, owen who barely could lift a gun.
hudson tried to forget about it already, however he was so angry at her right now. what is the point of being in the fighter position if they make have you stand on a dang roof. he looked at savannah, she got to fight. that wasn't surprising, savannah was very good at it as well, he admired a girl to have that much in her, it was part of why he liked her. his gaze slowly shifted to his brother, well step-brother, but who cared anymore. he watched people walking around and hugging eachother, so he arised and walked over to his brother, "good luck, bro." he said and patted him on the shoulder.
hudson looked over at the guns in the corner, quickly scanning for the one he always used, it was in the corner, with his amo. gail stopped talking, it was hudson's best chance to speak up. he went towards he as she finished the conversation with her brother. "just one question, why do i get stuck on the d*mn roof?" he asked her, she could definitely tell that he was angry, everyone could. he also said it in such a harsh and sarcastic way. he expected her to go after him for that, but he couldn't stop himself.

occ: hate me, i have no muse lately *rhymed! not intentional.