You Better Run (Post-Apoctalyptic Mutant RP) *ACCEPTING*

[Lox]

Jerome

Jerome turned around to see Jordan. He heard her coming, so it was no surprise to see her. "Hi." he said curtly and turned back around to what he was doing. He was hunched over a crude map of the forest, trying to find a place for a temporary camp.

[Complicated game]

Clare

Name:
Clare Potter
Age:
21
Gender:
Female
Rank:
Warrior
Power:
Electrokineseis. It normally extends to smaller things.
Personality:
Clare is a young sarcastic woman who loves to be challenged, but hates to loose. She has the best at heart, though it doesn't always come out like that. She's very critical and distrusting when you meet her, but warms up later. She has a quirk of being rather awkward, her words often coming out faster than she can think them though.
History:
Clare was an average girl when things went down. She tried to help her family as long as she could until there was nothing left to save. She said her goodbyes to her sisters and left, not expecting to ever see them again. When she heard about what was going on, she used her small town to her advantage to hide for a little while until she could escape into a safer place, until she eventually ran into people like her. Powerful rebellious people with good heads on their shoulders.
Crush/Love:
No.
Family:
Three older sisters. Parents died out of inability to provide food. Sisters fates are unknown.
Opinion of the Jerrisons:
*Censored*
Other:
Hey Ninja! It's Sev!

Henry

Name:
Henry Jackson
Age:
24
Gender:
Male
Rank:
Minion
Personality:
He's a man who like many others, thinks much of himself. He doesn't think other people are worth his time but will pretty much throw himself off a cliff when someone he respects comes within five feet. He has a cruel pleasure taking out those mutated freaks.
History:
He was a pampered brat as a child with an unloving father. He "Doesn't care" and never speaks of him though. He was all too happy to go after the Exerts when the time came though. He loved it. It was like a game of cat and mouse compared to his old life.
Crush/Love:
What is this "Love" you speak of?
Family:
Dead. Well... He has a sister, but he has no idea what the heck happened to her.
Opinion of the Exerts:
DOGS! Filthy mutts with nothing worthwhile! Should be wiped off the face of the earth.
Other:
[write here]

[Lox]

((SEV!!!!!! NO WAY! *runs up and hugs* accepted!))

[Complicated game]

(*Cough* Thanks... But you're choking me. Haha. Good to see you too. ^_^ )

[Lox]

((*lets go* hahaha yes. you can start.... lets see... lea's up in a tree reading (bother if you dare) and dennis is in his tent. your charrie can interact with one of thems ))

[Complicated game]

(Lox my dear, that is too easy. You know me too well to take what's put in front of me. *Evil grin*)
Clare bit her lip, making an utterly ridiculous face as she finished off the snare that she just read how to make. The book was awkwardly pinned down by her knee as her elbow kept the contraption from snapping shut on her hands. She sighed, ignoring her aching fingers as she finished off the last. Of course, that's when her natural awkward kicked in. Her knee slipped on the book, making her arm move out of reflex. It took half a second for her to realize what went wrong and another for her hands to be quickly caught in the snare as it rocketed into the air, pulling her with it with such force she didn't imagine she could make with only rope and sticks and a large rock. She yelped as her hands smacked into the bark of the tree, narrowly avoiding hitting her head. She cursed loudly, kicking like a child trying to avoid a bath. "For the love of- Someone get me down!" She kicked, swung, did all she could, but it only dug the rope into her wrists painfully. She cursed again, kicking the tree, only for her shoe to fly off.

[Lox]

((tsk tsk i should be ashamed))

Lea

Lea heard Clare shouting. She chuckled. Served her right, Clare's clumsiness would one day get her, and possibly others, killed. She set down her book and scaled down the tree in complete silence. She approached the tree Clare was stuck in and ducked the flying shoe. She silently scaled the tree, grinning evilly the entire way up. Oh how she loved to mess with people. She whipped out her switchblade and cut the rope binding Clare's hands.

[.:phoenix]

{{ I'm sorry, but I have to quit. My life is getting a bit hectic, and I can;t really keep up with this RP. Again, sorry! }}

[war paint.]

Jordan groweled and looked at jerome "Mutan dog." she looked over her shoulder she took a knife out of her belt and kicked the dogs face she stapped it and sadly sung him a small lulaby till he closed his eyes she patted it's neck and got up.

[Complicated game]

Clare looked up. "Wait-!" Too late. As soon as it broke Clare went tumbling down to the earth and landed with a painful "Crack" She moaned, opening her eyes. "Ow." She moaned, rubbing her head. "Thanks a lot, Lea." She scoffed as she slowly sat up, gathering the fallen boot and her book. "My tailbone is going to hurt for days." She was reminded of many falls she took when she rode horses before everything went downhill. She muttered something about charging all the rods on the tents with electricity as she glanced up to Lea.