It's about survival... (Survival Rp)(Not Accepting)

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(Alright. I've had way too many romance roleplays lately, I just need a break from it all cx.)

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(I just made a romance rp so I am up for something different.)

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(My friend says she's too busy. So, one of you can make another if you want.)

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If no one wants to I will.)

[~MakeBelieve~]

[[I'll make one just give me a minute and he'll be up.]]

[~MakeBelieve~]

Name:Joe Kirkland
Age:20
Gender:Male
Personality:He's a little on the shy side and doesn't take conflict well at all. He trusts pretty readily though does his best at whatever he does, that doesn't mean he's very good at all that he works on but he at least tries.
History(Optional):His parents got divorced when he was younger and since they both felt bad they tried to buy his forgiveness almost with presents and elaborate vacations which actually landed him in this plane crash situation.
Other:Nope

[Quitting081]

(Alrighty. Who wants to make first post?)

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I will)
Lilian was laying on the ground cough

Conner didn't seem to be awake.

[true royalty.]

Devon breathed steadily through his nose, feeling a sharp pain blossoming through his left arm. With a grunt, he peeled himself from the tree he had been flattened against, slowly climbing onto his feet. His black hair was in it's usual feathery state, but his slim brown jeans had numerous tears through the fabric, his shirt was basically gone, but his boots were fine.

"The Hell...?" He glanced around, noticing a smoking crater nearby, and the mountainous region that surrounded him. "Did we crash?" The boy noticed the people lying on the ground near the crashed plane wreckage. With a muttered groan, Devon tore a strip of cloth from his torn shirt and wrapped it around his left bicep, feeling blood drift from a cut that was made from his crash against the tree.

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(Conner is a girl.)
Lilian was shaking.She wasn't really awake I guess you could say.She was shocked.