ᴡᴀsᴛᴇʟᴀɴᴅs. | Mutant x Humans. | o + a

[LukeDeadwood]

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𝕭𝖆𝖝𝖙𝖊𝖗
29/Male/Homosexual
Mutant/Tags: Azrael
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Baxter had just begun to shuffle through the rubble when he heard a faint growl from Steele that was soon followed by a man's voice. Well...that happened much faster than he had anticipated. Or wanted. With a scoff he pushed himself to a stand and pulled his Beretta from it's holster, not yet cocking it but merely holding it for safety measures. He sat himself on one of the piles of rubble and let out a whistle for Steele, who hurried inside to return to Baxter's side and took up a defensive stance - not necessarily hostile, but fully ready to be just in case. With a sigh the ex-mercenary gazed at the doorway, lazily tapping his gun against this leg. If this stranger was a possible threat he might as well go ahead and face it head on. "For the record, his name is Steele." He called out, his mask of plain boredom as strong as ever.

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𝕬𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖆 𝕭𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖊
23/Female/Bisexual
Human/Tags: Leon
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Adrianna continued her search for sticks, humming softly as she even took it upon herself to hunt for food when she figured she had enough firewood for the time being. "I should invest some time in looking for a bag or something..." The small woman spoke, mentally making a list of things to keep an eye out for when she returned to town. After a moment she shook her head and realized that she had stopped in her tracks. "C'mon, keep your head in the game!" She scolded herself under her breath, but then noticed that there was someone ahead of her some distance away. Adrianna tilted her head slightly when she saw him wave, a little confused as she was more used to much less polite approaches from strangers. But nonetheless she waved in return and even offered a little smile. "Uh...hi there?"

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𝕮𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕭𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖊
18/Male/Homosexual
Mutant/Tags: Marshal
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Carter peeked out between his paws as he scooted himself back just slightly, instinctively backing away for the simple fact that he didn't know this mutant. And that he had laughed at him just moments ago, there was that too. "...mutant..." He answered finally after some time of silence, removing his paws from his face so he could have a better look at the other canine though didn't move from his position on the ground. "I'm not a full-time dog...I'm also a person." He added, his voice low and soft.

[Gvvdgrief]

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Ｔｏｍｍｙ Ｄｏｎａｈｕｅ
18 yo. / Male. / Bisexual.
Neutral. / Tags: Erion. / Human.

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Tommy was still trying to start up his fire, but to no avail. "Am I just.." He paused, gritting his teeth as he twisted the stick furiously against the tinder he set out beneath it. "-Stupid?" He continued, exhaling. He was tiring himself out. He set the stick down and referred back to the booklet he'd found previously, reading it over. "If I can find some sort of string, I could do this a lot easier." He made a mental note to find string. Though as he read through his booklet, just over the lip of the page was something that wasn't there just a minute ago. A.. human? or mutant? While he didn't personally have a problem with mutants, he'd be lying if he said they didn't freak him out a little. Not only because of their.. well, mutant-ness, but also the potential danger that came with. Tommy squinted and tried to make out the blob, wondering if he should be alarmed or not.

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Ｍａｒｓｈａｌ Ｏｂｒｅｇｏｎ
19 yo. / Male. / Gay.
Curious / Tags: Carter / Mutant.

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Marshal's tail swished back and forth, his ears pointed forwards. He could tell the person was shy, or maybe frightened. He'd be frightened too if someone just wandered up to him. He cleared his throat and began to introduce himself. "My names Marshal, by the way. But I prefer Mars." He said, his tone warm despite how he had acted just a few seconds ago. "And I'm a mutant too, but I have many forms. I just prefer wolf for the scavenging aspect." He explained, shifting his weight from one paw to the other. "And you don't have to be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you. Then again, that sounds like something a suspicious person may say, but I swear I'm not." Mars stood up on all fours, before shifting from wolf to human, his entire body seemingly disappearing into a small mass before expanding and revealing himself as his standard human form. In the process, his denim jacket that he sported had flown off in some sort of mishap during his shift. He grumbled and walked over to where it had landed, picking it up "I hate when that happens.."

[starlette]

Alyssa Ellwood
Female | 16 | Bisexual | Mutant | Powers: Water Manipulation/Empathy | Location: River | Tags: None/Open
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The teen settled her small form beside the river, holding two full water bottles close to her chest as she eyed the dirty waters. She'd decided to go out and refill their bottles while her sister went looking for wood and food. Quinn, a long time ago, had suggested that she should use her abilities to purify their drinking water, and she tried. Alyssa eyed the water in the bottles, noting that while she'd removed some of the toxins, it wasn't fully clean. Not even close. But it was a start. Maybe with more practice, she could get better, but their water wouldn't last forever... Sighing, the teen placed her bottles in her bag and pushed herself to her feet. Slowly, she began walking, aiming to get herself back to the outskirts, running a hand through her disheveled blonde hair. The new world had give her quite the beating, turning her into the frail, hopeless-looking shell of the girl she used to be. Alyssa shook her head to rid herself of those thoughts, glancing at her surroundings with the hopes of distracting herself as she walked.

Quinn Ellwood
Female | 18 | Pansexual | Mutant | Powers: Telekinesis | Location: Outskirts | Tags: None/Open
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Quinn trekked through the outskirts. Food wasn't something to be too worried about, but wood was, and Quinn's eyes scanned her surroundings for any suitable wood. It was getting colder, and she was starting to wish she had fire powers rather than telekinesis. Her abilities were still useful. Telekinesis made it much easier to carry her wood, leaving her hands free. She wasn't doing that, however. If she wasn't worried about humans seeing her use her abilities, then she'd gladly do that, but she wanted to play it safe. The scars marring her backside under her hoodie were proof that in this new age, you always had to stay on guard. Quinn almost grimaced as she was reminded of the memory of her little sister's panicked rambling when she came home that day. The blonde huffed, scanning her surroundings as she continued walking with the bundle of wood in her arms. The area looked clear, for now, at least. Quinn just hoped it would stay that way for a little longer.

[Echo-song]

(I'll get my other characters up and running tomorrow! Just haven't had time to write out the intro posts lol!)

Echo - 19- Female - Heterosexual - Panther Shifter - Tags: Open

Echo nodded as Grayson spoke. "I can take care of it. It's not that bad. Way better than this." referring to her face. "Alright let's get moving then. Do you need me to carry anything or are you good?" Knowing that his ability didn't give him extra strength, she didn't need him over-exerting herself. Those animals were heavy. She knew. She'd been dragging them the past twenty minutes. Echo took out a piece of cloth she had managed to swipe from an abandoned house a few days ago and tightly wrapped it around her leg to provide some protection. It was weird that it was just them now and Echo felt sorry for Gray. He had to still miss Lenny. She still missed Lenny honestly. His good nature was valuable to the team. Maybe one day, if he wasn't dead already, the two would be reunited. Until then, she'd have to suffice. Echo wiped her hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear. "Do you think there are a lot of other people with abilities still out there? With how rough it's been the past few days, surely a lot of them have died out by now." just glancing around, the Earth seemed so dead and dark. Most of the vegetation was either dead or had mutated in some strange way. It was unrecognizable. The sight saddened her and her shoulders dropped ever so slightly. Oh how she missed how everything had once been. Walking over to Grey, she took one of the badgers from him and threw it over her shoulders. "Let's go." her tone had hardened again to mask how heavy her heart felt.

[Salty Hootlirious]

Aᴢʀᴀᴇʟ Hᴇɴʀʏ﹐ Mᴀʟᴇ ✡ ₂₄﹐ Gᴀʏ ✡ Lɪɢʜᴛɴɪɴɢ﹐ Fɪʀᴇ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ﹐ Ðʀᴀɢᴏɴ ѕʜɪғᴛᴇʀ ✡ Tᴀɢѕ﹕ Bαχтεя (+Steele)

Azrael held out a hand as the dog growled, actually growling back at him until he saw the man burst out of the building, and the moment the mutants eyes landed on the gun his hair bristled up into a spiky afro. "...You can holster that gun you know. I'm not gonna do anything..." He pretty much growled the man, yet kind of relaxed at the dogs name, huffing out a sudden cloud of smoke. Henry realized what he had done though; He had gotten ready to breath fire at the man, yet his hands charged up some vicious lightning that slowly faded off as he lowered his hands. "Makes me uncomfortable... *Gente estúpida y sus malditas armas." He muttered the second part under his breath, then crossed his arms, muffling a cough that bellowed out more smoke. 'Its really hard to stop this smoke... Ugh...' He thought, yet kept his sapphire eye closely on Baxter and Steele, at first straining because it had slowly lost its sight but soon it was clear once more. "Uh... You wanna tell me your name? What your doing? Maybe I can help..." Azrael had almost tapped his foot impatiently before realizing he was the one wasting the other mans time, shrugging. "...Just maybe though." In a way Azrael hopped he would accept his offer, he wouldn't be so annoyed or as irritated anymore.

*"Stupid people and their damn weapons..."

ᴸᵉᵒᶰ ᶜʰᵃʳᵗᵉˣ˒ ᴹᵃˡᵉ ≛ ³⁰˒ ᴾᵃᶰ ≛ ᴴᵘᵐᵃᶰ ≛ ᵀᵃᵍˢ: ᴬᵈʳᶤᵃᶰᶰᵃ

Upon seeing the woman save back and even say Hi, he got happy. Really happy. "Oh thank god your friendly! Man I thought I--" Leon suddenly said as the girl approached in a more polite way, rubbing his face before huffing, pushing up his shades. "Hey there! I'm Leon." He kinda called to her since the distance between them, grinning happily now, but it just slightly wavered. Was he acting a little too friendly?... He hoped not, it would've done him some good to meet someone else besides his mean companion. He also noticed the quiver and the sticks she had and had an idea, but didn't want to seem so straightforward so patiently he waited for her to reply while also bending down and sifting through some grass, picking up small, almost useless knubs of wood, just in case.

[LukeDeadwood]

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𝕭𝖆𝖝𝖙𝖊𝖗
29/Male/Homosexual
Mutant/Tags: Azrael
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Baxter quirked a brow at the way the stranger reacted to his gun and stopped himself from smirking, then when he caught the faint Spanish he crossed his arms, purposefully waving the gun though moved his finger away from the trigger to hold it in a non-threatening way. "If having my gun out for safety makes me stupid, then sure, call me what you like kid." He bit back, feeling a little amused at the situation. This guy was lucky Baxter wasn't a trigger-happy person. He took a moment of pause, taking note of the way the man breathed smoke. 'Is he a fire-breather? Well, ain't it just funny how the universe works...' He mused to himself before continuing on to the questions were asked. "The name's Baxter, and I'm looking for a place for my companions and I to camp out in," The ex-merc answered while motioning for Steele to relax and sit. "Now it's your turn - who are you?"

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𝕬𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖆 𝕭𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖊
23/Female/Bisexual
Human/Tags: Leon
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Adrianna stepped back slightly in surprise at the amount of friendliness and happiness the man - Leon, she now knew - gave off. Given the state of the world as it was now, that had really been unexpected. But she decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth and placed her bow over her shoulder to not seem like such a threat as she stepped forward. "I'm Adrianna, but feel free to shorten it if you want. Nice to meet you Leon," She said as her smile grew. "So, you're collecting wood as well I take it?" She asked, motioning a hand to the sticks he had.

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𝕮𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕭𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖊
18/Male/Homosexual
Mutant/Tags: Marshal
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Carter only continued to glower at the newly introduced Marshal as he rambled on, though his ears perked up the moment the male started to shift. He lifted his head and tilted it curiously. He hadn't seen a shifting phase like that before and he found himself wondering if it was as uncomfortable as his - it didn't matter how used to it he was, the feeling of his bones physically changing didn't tickle. He continued to watch the other for a little bit longer, then with some heavy internal debating he sat up and decided to shift as well - there was no harm in it...right? Shadows seemingly fell over his body as it changed, his bones creaking until the change was complete and he was left sitting there in the dirt with his legs crossed. One hand was in the pocket of his hoodie to locate his hat while the other rubbed at his face, trying to rub away the aches of his eyes changing and the forming bruise as his animal ears stood up.

[Gvvdgrief]

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Ｔｏｍｍｙ Ｄｏｎａｈｕｅ
18 yo. / Male. / Bisexual.
Neutral. / Tags: Erion. / Human.

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Tommy was still trying to start up his fire, but to no avail. "Am I just.." He paused, gritting his teeth as he twisted the stick furiously against the tinder he set out beneath it. "-Stupid?" He continued, exhaling. He was tiring himself out. He set the stick down and referred back to the booklet he'd found previously, reading it over. "If I can find some sort of string, I could do this a lot easier." He made a mental note to find string. Though as he read through his booklet, just over the lip of the page was something that wasn't there just a minute ago. A.. human? or mutant? While he didn't personally have a problem with mutants, he'd be lying if he said they didn't freak him out a little. Not only because of their.. well, mutant-ness, but also the potential danger that came with. Tommy squinted and tried to make out the blob, wondering if he should be alarmed or not.

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Ｍａｒｓｈａｌ Ｏｂｒｅｇｏｎ
19 yo. / Male. / Gay.
Caring / Tags: Carter / Mutant.

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Marshal sat down as well, studying the boy for a second before his eyes focused on the bruise that had formed on his forehead. He smiled sympathetically, and took a look around. "I have something for that I think," He reached into his jacket pocket to find it empty, then checked his pant pockets, then finally located it in the opposite jacket pocket. He nodded and pulled out the tiniest tube of neosporin. It was practically empty, but if you tried hard enough, you could get something out of it. He held it out for Carter to take. "Ah, I think there's probably some left, it prevents infection, which is important out here. You can just keep it, I stole it from someone a long time ago anyways." He said. The boy didn't talk much, but Mars was fine with that, he liked to talk a lot anyways.

[JDDracula]

↤↤↤↤↤ ᴇʟɪᴀs "ʟɪᴀs" ᴊᴏɴᴇs ↦↦↦↦↦
22 • male • heterosexual • feeling curious • tagged; Anastasia

Elias was ransacking every building he came across to get as many supplies he could find, with his trusted dog, Maui, by his side. He hopped from rock to rock on the outside of the buildings to see which one he wanted to ransack first. In the mix of the cold, quiet air, he heard something fall to the ground. He spun around quickly and stood in a defensive stance, ready to attack. Nothing was behind him. He followed the sound, having Maui run ahead of him, just in case it was a person.

As he approached, he saw a rusted knife on the ground, he picked it up and examined it before shoving it in his back pack that his dog was carrying. Then he looked up at the hole in the wall that used to be a window, as to where the knife might have came from. Elias entered the building as quiet and cautious as possible. He walked up the set of creaky old stairs, and there was no way he could be quiet with this. He ran up the stairs as fast as he could and entered the room of which the knife had fell. There stood a girl. Elias stuck his hand in his pocket where he kept his own pocket knife, just in case he had to fight. "Tell me who you are," he said in a demanding tone. Maui stood behind him quietly, ready to attack if he had to.

[~ moth ~]

[ｄｅｘｔｅｒ..ｂｌａｃｋ]
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[twenty three] [male] [mutant] [pansexual] [crush ,, open] [location ,, here] [tags ,, ellie [mentioned]]
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cold. it was growing cold as each day passed on by. from the unbearable heat of summer to the tolerable cold of autumn. autumn had been something of joy for the young man. the goldening leaves and bare trees brought a sort of eeriness to the land. mist would cling to the air in the early morning and the nights held a growing danger. not to mention that within this season was his favorite night of the year. halloween. the time for scary stories and trouble to start. he was the type to hide in the shadows and scare the hell out of young kids. not even for their candy but just because it was fun to hear the screams and cries of children. however that joy had faded. there were no more children to terrify nor any person to be see around. as the seasons were changing so was the world ,, and possibly in the worst of ways. trekking through the barren remains of a town was a man. he wore black jeans and a dark gray hoodie with a black beanie atop his head and black boots upon his feet and slung over his shoulder hung a black satchel seemingly empty. perched atop the mans shoulder was a majestic black feathered hawk ,, her beady black eyes scanning the terrain on the lookout for anyone or anything that may pose a threat. but of course there was no one around since more than ninety percent of the population had been wiped out years ago.

in search of fire wood to heat the bitter nights dexter was heading for the outskirts of town where a few trees were still left standing. it was a surprise that anything had even survived the nukes that had wiped out so much of the creatures that used to reside on earth. but he supposed life was like that. too stubborn to let go. too stubborn to give up. jeff goldblum was right. life always found a way. and a way it had found. upon reaching where the broken town met the broken forest dexter paused. his eyes glided over the land looking for any movement. he figured that he wouldn't be the only one here looking for fire wood. if there was anyone left in the town he assumed that they too would be stocking up for the coming cold. lunar gave a soft grunt urging dexter on. stepping forward into the dead land he began to gather large sticks and fallen tree branches in his arms. lunar fluttered off and she too started to gather whatever sticks she could hold within her talons. dexter was glad she hadn't gained a bird brain when he had accidentally turned her into a bird. he didn't want a clueless ,, useless bird to look after.

the duo didn't dare venture too far into the forest. there was the possibility of running into someone not so friendly or one of the many mutated animals that roamed free. he didn't want to become a free meal today. however over the ridge dexter could have sworn that he saw something moving away. he didn't get a great look at what it was but it distinctly looked like a human figure. as lunar came flying back dexter nodded his head toward where he thoughts he had seen someone. starting his way up the ridge lunar flew after him her talons full of sticks. lunar reached the crest of the hill first and rested her pile of sticks on the ground before perching herself atop a branch on one of the dead trees. dexter however couldn't hide himself within the trees as easily as the bird so instead he lowered himself to the ground into a crouching position as he reached the top of the hill. he rested one knee against the ground and held the gathered branches in his arms as he peered down the opposite side of the hill. on the other side he spotted a young woman atop a tree. she seemed to be surveying the area. lunar softly cawed down to dexter. leaning forward she started to open her wings clearly thinking that they should leave.


[ｊｅｓｓｉｃａ..ｓｋｙｅ]
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[twenty two] [female] [human] [pansexual] [crush ,, open] [location ,, here] [tags ,, open]
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a soft breeze made its way into the broken down house whistling its way through the cracks and crevasses of the building. the wallpaper was tearing from the walls and pieces of the roof were missing allowing for the outdoor elements make their way inside. only a few windows were fully intact meanwhile others were either shattered or cracked and the stairs had caved into themselves long ago losing access to the second floor. however not all was bad about the dilapidated building. one of the rooms at least looked lived in. a den had been converted into a living place of sorts. a mattress was pushed up against the wall and was covered in multiple bed sheets and pillows. a desk and built-in bookshelf stood against the wall at the end of the mattress. on the other side of the room a fireplace was built into the wall. logs were stacked in the corner along with other supplies such as food ,, a medical kit and some spare clothes. a few slightly torn up and dirtied chairs were in the room as well and currently jessica was sat on one. in one hand she held a knife and in the other a very large wooden stick. stabbing the knife into the chair arm jessica gently tapped the pointed end of the stick. pointy. she said to the empty room. pointy indeed. why don't we go test that point out. a voice seemed to respond its voice resonating throughout the room. or at least to jessica a voice responded. to anyone else they would hear nothing because there was nothing there. ooh ,, yeah! jessica said excitedly to the voice.

jumping up from the chair jessica grabbed a torn up backpack and slung it over a shoulder. with her large pointed stick in hand and a bag for gathering supplies slung over her shoulder jessica was ready to head out into the world. exiting the house jessica shut the door behind her but didn't care to lock it. she didn't believe anyone would enter the house and steal any of her supplies. who would be so mean enough to steal from a house that was so clearly being lived in at the moment? making her way down the sidewalk jessica headed further into town her boots making soft clicking noises against the asphalt. where should we go? jessica wondered to herself ,, as well as to the voices ,, aloud. she got no response from the voices which wasn't uncommon. they didn't always respond to her. as she walked though jessica found herself heading further into town. she was in need of some more supplies since her stash was starting to run low and so with that in her mind she figured her legs were carrying her to where she needed to be ,, which happened to be an old gas station.

entering the ramshackled building a small bell above the door chimed. how cute! she thought as the bell sounded not even thinking that the noise might alert anyone within the building of her presence. most of the shelves were devoid of any kind of supplies and behind the counter things didn't look much better. walking down the small aisles jessica dragged her stick against the ground behind her. her eyes flitted over the empty shelves until finally something silvery caught her eye. excited she dropped her stick then dropped herself to the ground. just underneath one of the metal shelving units there was a can of something. reaching her arm out underneath and grabbed the can. gotchya! she said in quite a loud tone as she pulled the can out from underneath the shelf. pushing herself into a sitting position jessica smiled at her prize. she turned the can over to see what she had managed to find. her smiles faded. beans? she had found beans. probably the nastiest and most disgusting and blandest things ever. she hated them. of all things she could have found she found beans. ugh. ew. she complained to herself and set the beans down in front of her clearly unhappy with her finding.

[LukeDeadwood]

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𝕮𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕭𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖊
18/Male/Homosexual
Mutant/Tags: Marshal
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Carter warily eyed both Mars and the offered neosporin at first before reaching out to take it. He glanced down at the tube in his hand, examining it for a bit then stuffed it into his hoodie's pocket. "Thanks..." he muttered, looking away from the other boy as he absentmindedly played with a loose strand on his beanie. He felt...incredibly awkward, having never been good with people and yet here he was with a fairly talkative stranger. Chewing on his lip slightly, he placed his beanie on it's rightful place on his head before quietly speaking up again. "Carter...my name's Carter."