Plumerian Apocalyspe

['ye]

Number of plumerians owned/joining 2
Name/s Kawamura Kasumi, Buziba
Ref/s 193, 217
Short personality/iesquiet, lies a lot,
and motherly. / blunt, selfish, and lonely.
Additional information? Nope.

[monty]

@ pinkieash. accepted uvu //uses revive powers to boost the thread ))

Prosper

Oddly enough... Prosper wasn't all too affected by the ravaging disease that claimed the lives of others all around him. Granted he didn't know too many people, all he knew was that he stopped seeing familiar scientists in the lab and Monty looked more grouchy. Prosper just seemed to shrug off the disease. It gave him more time to search abandoned buildings for ghosts late at night. The only downfall was that he had no one to share his punderful mind with. As fun as ghosts were, they weren't very lively company... pun completely intended.

[kirill]

Caleb ;; Caleb didn't really notice that anything was happening until bodies lined the streets. He was oblivious, but was he really that out of it to not notice all the dying people until he was tripping over them? Either way, he wasn't yet affected himself. Whether he was immune or just didn't socialize enough to catch it, Caleb didn't seem to have the disease- At least, he wasn't dead yet. He wandered the streets, observing, wondering what could've started this all.

(sorry for my crappy rping pfft)

[yenneii]

[Number of plumerians owned/joining 1
Name/s Chocolate Chip [She prefers Chipmunk or chippy]
Ref/s xoxo
Short personality/ies Adventurous, Stubborn, Bright, Happy, Outgoing.
Additional information?

[mulder]

Number of plumerians owned/joining 1
Name/s Ridley
Ref/s viewtopic.php?f=53&t=2400251
Short personality/ies Impulsive, dramatic, and quite the charmer. He forms bonds with others almost instantly, but tends to avoid any interaction to prevent that. Ridley enjoys having the freedom to travel, and never stays in the same place for very long.
Additional information? my replies might be a little sporadic, but I'll try to find time to reply as often as I can uwu

[monty]

both accepted uvu ))

Chase:

Crap. Pretty sure Monty managed to catch him dragging bodies out of the front door. Well... at least he thinks he did. Either way, it's best not to stick around here much longer, leave before Monty gets mad and pulls out his gun, it wouldn't be the first time he's threatened Chase with a gun. Chase silently wondered if Monty's aggression had anything to do with the dreams of the man with no face. He was so tempted to ask too, but he knew better. So instead of taking a bullet to the knee, Chase decided it was best to wander around outside. Wow. The plague certainly did a number on this once thriving city. He couldn't see more than five people walking around outside, and he guessed that all or most of them were sick with Captain Trips.

[yenneii]

Chocolate Chip: Chipmunk dashed along the pathway that led to the forest behind her house. She grinned as she flew past the trees. Finally some really earth and leaves and mud! For days on end Chippy was stuck in the building with nothing to do, her foster parents wouldn't let her outside for some reason, but since when did she care? The young female giggled to herself as she sprinted towards the city streets... Dangerous for a young plumerian like herself. Suddenly just as she was about to run onto the street something stopped her. Chipmunk squealed as she lost balance and landed face first on the pavement.

"Ow!" The small chip groaned in pain, her face hurt... so did her knees and palms. She whimpered and pushed herself onto her knees, looking down at her scrapped up hands and ripped jeans. She gasped and looked around in shock. She had overheard something about a weird disease on the news. What was it called? Super...superflu or something like that? Apparently it was deadly. Chipmunk watched the dead bodies, hoping that they were all just suntanning or something and it wasn't real.

[mulder]

r i d l e y

-- I was never known to be superstitious. Good luck, bad luck, karma, and all of that were practically meaningless to me, honestly. Right now, however, I can't help but feel a little like bad luck was to blame for this situation.

Since the circus traveled around, news was picked up fairly quickly. We heard anything and everything. Rumors of a "superflu" began to spread from town to town, but none of that meant anything to any of us. We kept on doing our thing, hopping from place to place...that is, until one of the acrobats came down with something. We all assumed it was a simple cold, until everyone started dropping like flies.

I'm the only one alive, miraculously. I don't know how or why, but I am....hope for the best, I guess.

With a shiver, Ridley flipped his journal shut, the yellowing pages crackling. He glanced out the window of his caravan at the bodies piled up on the nearby road.
He was scared, to say the least. The illness could get to him at any time, and before he knew it he'd be knocking at death's door. But there wasn't anything he could do about that now, could he? After being exposed to the other performers that had fallen sick, there was no way he wasn't gonna be infected sooner or later.
Oh boy. Ridley's heart lept into his throat at that thought.
With glistening eyes, he continued to stare out the window, scanning the distance ahead.

[monty]

Hadley:

Well... that was certainly not the smartest choice that she's made. Hadley had no idea where she was and when she left it was in an unstable stupor. Now the sun was going down and Hadley didn't bring anything with her. Nothing to hunt with, protect herself with, not even food. In all reality, she had no idea where this forest led to or what was in it. She didn't trust herself with matches, afraid that she'd end up burning the whole forest down in her own conscious mind. What she wouldn't kill to be back home, sleeping in her own bed, the smell of decaying bodies floating over head... Yeah OK maybe her current situation wasn't all too bad. It looked like the forest was thinning out anyway, maybe she was finally reaching the edge?

[kirill]

Caleb
Only two or three others could be seen in the distance as Caleb walked. Whether they were sick or not, he didn't know. Most of them probably were. As he squinted, he saw that one plumerian, dark-pelted with bright markings, didn't seem to be stumbling around like everyone else. He decided to head in their direction.

(that's aella :0)