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{{Okay, I will do this. Nobody will start dating, and hardly anybody knows eachother, just so we can fill the last of the spots? Also; I will be opening the rainbow because I would rather not roleplay two charachters. Also, accepted.
@Mew, does that sound alright to you?

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The name is Oliver Yeager-Chain. I prefer Yeager. I'm a genius, obviously, as everyone in my family
and small, reserved group of friends knows. It's hard being smart, as if that's ever been
in doubt, and I hate the uncultured, almost inebriated talk of how easy it is to have
my particular mind. Hmph. I stand at 5'11", and have fair skin. I have a small
amount of freckles on my face and shoulders, and have
thin lips, pale from my lack of sun. It's not that I
hate sunlight, I just wear chaptsick so much I
think it's sucked the color from my lips. That aside, I do
have a sense of humor. Albeit a crude, somewhat cruel
one, I do know how to take jokes, and I do know the joys
of laughing. I, uh, laughed once in sixth grade. I have a twin brother whom I nearly
strangled,and once my parents found out our fued was growing physical, they sent
me off. My father is a police officer, the head of his department, and my mother used to be
in the military, along with my dad. They're tough, insensitive people, and to be honest, I'm glad to get away.

Nickname(s) Olive, Odd
Preference Women
Orientation Pansexual
Gender Male
Birth Date January 1st
Age 17

Likes Swimming, mustaches, hashtags, studying, reading, Doctor Who
Dislikes Rowdy people, loud noises, alchohol, gym
Crush n/a
Partner n/a
Other Is the Nerd <3

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{{Accepted! Pangaea is putting up a forum for the last guy, and once he gets that up we can start!

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it's not about the size
of the dog in the fight,
it's about the size
of fight in the dog

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Daegan is one of the rebels. He has many tattoos, but you can never see them, as they are behind his clothing. He likes to arouse trouble and being as sly as a fox. Originally from Australia, he has a faint trace of his accent that laces his tone, but he hates it. He wants to have something different. His parents were native to America-Both being Native American- and moved when his mother was pregnant. He has a brother, but not twins. He is younger than his brother and will never live up to his name. His brother is successful, unlike anything Daegan will ever be. He is smart and rich, while Daegan is paranoid for his safety and not going to jail. He is paranoid, sly, sneaky and witty. He can-and will- steal you blind. He is an excellent pickpocketer and almost everytime he will not get caught. He constantly moves around and is never in one place for long. He likes to show his heritage by wearing his hair long and mostly wearing tribal necklaces with his leather jackets. He occasionally smokes a methane cigarette, whenever he is stressed.

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{{Alright then, accepted! We can start! Heres a little setting:
Its a cold winter morning, a light snow falling. The sun is barely peeking out of the woods.
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With? Nobody
Feeling? Wide awake
Where? Woods

Finley woke up to see a snow-covered window pane. She smiled. There was nothing like waking up in the morning to see snow on your window. Finley got out of bed, and peeked out of the window. "Seems god enough to go out.." she muttered to herself as she watched a doe prance away. Wesselvile was covered with forests, which she didn't mind. Finley walked over to her dresser, brushing through her tangled hair. She put on a white t-shirt, and a camouflage sweatshirt over it. Finley pulled on some camouflage sweat-pants and some boots. Finley took one quick look at her appearance. She knew the visitors had arrived yesterday, and most of them seemed.. strange. Even not wanting to be here. To her, Kentucky was the best place in the world. But, to be fair, she had never been out of Kentucky. Finley leaped down the stairs, making a large racket as she did. "Oops." she whispered, hoping her brothers where still asleep. As she walked down the short hallway she looked into one of her brothers rooms. He flipped over, and she held her breathe, but he was asleep. Finley opened the fridge and got out some pancakes she had made yesterday, and warmed them up. She ate quickly once she smothered them in syrup, and grabbed her bow, and slung it over her shoulder. "Arrows.. arrows.. arrows.." she muttered, and found some, slinging them over her shoulder. She scribbled down a note that said 'Gone hunting' really quick and slipped outside. Finley was greeted by the outdoors with a crisp snow blast. She leaped over the small snow mounds, and into the forest, where she perched herself in a tree.

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Lea

Lea sighed a little as she stepped off of the stuffy plane and onto the ground, it was more of a sigh of relief to feel the fresh air. She grabbed hold of her luggage and walked off to get a cab to take her to the place that would take her where she needed to go. She almost automatically grabbed a cab and told the driver where to take her, silently looking out of the window as he drove her their. She was their in about five minutes, so she opened the door and stepped out before thanking the driver and paying him the amount needed. She once again grabbed her things and walked off to her cabin, shrieking a little as she saw a squirrel scuttering past her and over her boots. She sighed before stepping into her place for awhile and set her luggage down. She decided to unpack and check the place out later. So she stepped back out and decided to explore around the area so that she knew it well enough.

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Oliver sighed gently, raising his arms above his head and stretching. He swallowed, mouth dry, and reached for his glasses, sloppily setting them on his face with a small groan before falling back. He sighed again, then looked over at his clock. "Six in the morning. What are you doing up, Oliver?" He asked himself, before finally sitting up, eyes close. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and sat there a moment, head in his hands, before he stood. He went to his closet, shedding his woolen shirt and picking out a new one. He hesitated between green, blue and white and red black and tan, and then took the green, going to his drawers to take out a white undershirt. He pulled it on, then buttoned the other shirt before taking out a pair of grey skinny jeans and long green and blue socks, which he put on. He paused in front of his large mirror, and gently ran his fingers through his soft hair before putting on a beanie, not interested in straightening the dark brown locks this morning. He quickly grabbed his bag and headed out the door into the hall, taking his shoes with him.

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With? Nobody
Feeling? Wide awake
Where? Woods

Finley pulled the arrows off her shoulders, perching them on a small branch. She then took off her bow, and held it in he hand, the strings resting on her arm. She leaned back, scanning the snowy area around her. She saw many deer tracks, and some fox tracks. She saw a squirrel, and looked at it. Finley didn't exactly like to get deer; they where to heavy to heave back to her house. She let out a small whistle, and her pit bull boxer mix, that was a ran color with black paws, black ears, black tail, and a black face came bounding into the woods. Finley did a movement with her hands, signaling him to sit, and he did. "Good boy Noodles." she muttered, and looked back up at the squirrel. It had moved to another branch; it was now or never. She grabbed a arrow quickly, and placed it in the strings. Finley took aim, and pulled the strings back, and let go. The arrow soared through the icy snow, almost in slow motion. She smiled. "Go get it boy!" she said to her dog, and he bounded across the snow to retrieve it.