**Special Clues in the whole 1st post.. look for them and them when you post your CS, send me the secret code in a PM :)**

Storyline & Plot

** Excuse this poor excuse of a plot.. I wrote it when I was beginning to write my own plots for RPs back in '09 and don't really feel like editing it >.< **

You're young, and living life to the fullest. You and your senior year class are taking a trip to South Africa. What more could you as for? Your grades are up, you’re involved with school activities, your life at home is normal. Till the day of the flight that is…
“May all the flight passengers please fasten their seat belts. The captain is about to take off shortly, so all electronic devices must please be turned off. Thank You.” You smile, excited for where the plane you are aboard is going to be taking you; South Africa. The senior class of 2014 at Cal State University of Long Beach, is taking a two week trip to study the life of the African Savanna bush, for an extra credit biology project due, when you get back to the states. You’ve been packing months ahead of time, and now that it is finally here you don’t know how to act, mainly because of the excitement and anticipation.

About another 8 hours go by and the flight attendant has announced that you are now in Africa, and you’re wide awake from the nap you took along the ride. As you lean over to look out the window, you see amazing landscape and tiny dots of moving animals on the ground. You take a deep breath and lay back in your seat closing your eyes, amazed that you are actually in another country. “We are going to be experiencing a little turbulence, so the captain has asked us all to remain in your seats till the conclusion of this flight. Thank You.” says one of the flight attendant. ((Post your username **first** in a PM that you will send to me if you want to join this :)) You glance around at all the familiar classmates you have been going to school with for 4 years. As you tighten your seat belt and get comfortable, you glance out the window and see nothing but dark clouds. You frown. Just a second ago the skies were clear and blue, but now rain slammed against the window. You sigh, and sit tight, closing your eyes, wanting to wake up once the flight has ended. You couldn’t be more wrong.

The last thing you see as your eyes dart open, is the person next to you screaming loudly. The last thing you hear is an emergency warning echoing through the plane saying, “Warning, warning, warning, this is not a drill. This plane is going to crash! Warning, warning!” The last thing you feel, is a sudden pain in the back of your neck, as you yourself let out a gut wrenching scream for help. Then…nothing. Blackness, silence…nothing. Your mind is alert and thoughts of death run through your mind, as you just lay there. Eventually you gather your strength and open your eyes slowly; blinking a few times. Flashes of black and blue cross your vision, like when you wake up in the morning. ((Put “is” after the first thing i told you.)) You groan and lift your head up slightly, getting a clear view of your surroundings. Wha….What Happened? you think, taking it all in. The plane had crashed, landing on it’s belly, and broken glass from the windows was all over the place. You look out the broken window and see leaves making their way inside. As you glance around you see your classmates, either unconscious or worse…A gasp escapes you, and your hand lifts to your mouth as your eyes land on your guide, Mr. Dickenson. Lets just say his body was twisted in ways that a body should never be twisted in.

As you hurry to undo your seat belt, all that has happened crashes down on you at once. Most of your classmates are dead. Your teachers are all dead. The plane has crashed in the middle of no where, somewhere in South Africa. School field trip, gone horribly wrong. ((Put “lost in..” after what i have already told you.))

( .. This is just an example of what could have happened, you do not have to use this as a guideline for your first post.. Like I said, just an example. You write up your own, but start out from when you arrive at the airport, please! )

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Rules

Respect The RP Creator and Admins: Sure, sometimes we make weird calls or say something that's not quite PC. Realize that the admin's have a hard job, the job of telling you that you are wrong and you need to change something. We don't like doing it but we have to sometimes. That also means that when things come too heavily into question, you need to let us deal with it. You can make our jobs easier by reading these rules and adhering to them. We promise, you'll like us a lot more if you do. We also encourage and welcome discussion on why an admin made a certain call. If you talk to us like people and not like we're your most hated high school enemy then there's a rather good chance you'll change our minds on some things...
*I Survived ... Till Now Admin: **No one yet**
((Put "the middle of" after the 3rd thing I told you))
Same Forum, Same Rules: You are in a sub-sector of the RolePlayerGuild forums. The Forum Rules and CoC are the over-arcing rules. Know them, love them, abide by them.
No dirty/sexual content: Absolutely no sexual content allowed. Romantic situations are always welcome in your story-telling, however they will remain completely innocent. Anything more touchy-feely than a kiss will be given an Inappropriate Content Warning.
Respect Your Fellow RPer: This involves basic netiquette.
* Don't yell at someone (USING ALL CAPS LIKE THIS IS YELLING EVEN IF YOU DON'T MEAN IT TO BE). Use exclamation points, bold, italics, whatever you want to make your point but don't yell in all CAPS. It's just simply rude.
* Realize we have people who identify with different religions, maybe a lack of religion, sexual orientations, locations, races, ages and whatnot. We don't expect you to be perfect but we do expect you to show a little maturity.
* If they do something in the RP that you think is wrong or illegitimate, ask them why they did it and if they'd change it. Discuss in the OOC or Private Message what the problem is. If a resolution can't be gotten to, ask myself or an admin to step in and we'll help you fix the problem. (It's usually good practice to STOP the RP if this happens, that way you don't have to go back and say "Ignore these posts" or go back and edit them.)
* Don't be childish. If myself or an admin asks you to fix a mistake, change something that isn't right or whatnot, just do it please. Don't make a fuss about it.
No "Bunny-moding": This means taking over another player’s character. Usually this kind of thing happens innocently enough but ends in major fights over what actually is happening. "*Vrynn attacks Corey with a vicious slash to his face and Corey drops to his knees in pain*" This is bunny-moding. Instead of allowing Corey to react to the attack, Vrynn assumed she hit him and told him how he was going to react. This is not acceptable RP. Never assume you know what the other character will do. (Sometimes, someone gives you explicit permission to run their character while away. This is the only time bunny-moding is acceptable.)
No God-moding: This one should be pretty easy. God-moding is when a character is able to do whatever they want, whenever they want with little or no consequences. People cannot dodge bullets. This is not allowed. This is also important for character creation as there are certain limits within this RP that must be adhered to.
No OOC in RPs: Most of the RPs we have going on have their own OOC (Out Of Character) thread that corresponds. If you have random chatter to contribute that doesn't involve the RP, take it to these threads where you can spew randomness, embed videos, and generally be dorky to your hearts content. Having unrelated chatter in the middle of the RP threads is distracting to all the players, including you. When you need to say something out of character in the middle of an RP, such as to ask a question about a character's action, always use double parenthesis ((Like this.)), or "OOC: (insert what needs to be said here)." to speak OOC. This helps differentiate the chatter from the RP.
No Double Posting: Basically, this means let the other characters/players have a chance to react to you before you try continuing what is going on or just walk away from the conversation altogether. If you have two or more characters that you're RPing with but forgot to post as one, there is an [Edit] button on the bottom of your post. Use it. Don't double post. If more than 2 days have passed and nobody has responded to you, or if you know factually that your RP buddy is gone for a long while, then it is okay to post again.

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All RPers, new and old, have room to improve our story-telling and interaction abilities so here are some tips to keep in mind to help everyone improve..

Roleplaying Tips:

Clarity: Be clear about what is happening in your posts and try to make sure the other RPers understand. They will be acting on what they think you meant. Other RPers will post responding to the new posts and a long line of actions can form alarmingly fast. Confusion can cause massive problems if not cleared up quickly and can cause a lot of disruption to the RP as the line of actions may be undermined. Try to minimize confusion as it breaks the flow of the RP by being very precise with actions and their intended effect. (Remember, it's bunny-moding to force it to affect the other character, best to tell them what you want to happen and let them react accordingly.)
Collaborative Story: Remember that everyone else has an equal part in the RP's story. Give them time to do the things they want, don't change the story radically without asking others (Especially if you've made a large post. Changing it then having people go back to re-read it can be bothersome) and always leave room for their stories.
Consistency: Have your character act in ways that are typical of them. It sounds like common sense but it's often overlooked. While RPing an inconsistent character you're not really RPing just one character but many. In short it can lead to confusion. It can be helpful to write down the major personality quirks your character has and refer to that from time to time to remind yourself how your character should react in certain situations.
Drama:The point of every story is the emotion it makes the reader feel and every RP is basically a story. The general tips of good RPing are the same as good writing. One that stands out above all else is try to have a good taste of drama in your character and their actions. How to include drama? A heated argument between two characters is dramatic. A character hanging on for dear life as other characters struggle to save them. In other words any situation that the reader genuinely believes your character might die is dramatic. Any deep emotional interaction between characters is dramatic. Don't be afraid of "non-action" because those are the times when you get to reveal your cool or misguided past and either gain sympathy, empathy or maybe even jealousy or hatred from the other characters.
Respect the other characters: Respect the other characters and what they can do and what they have been through. Remember that no character is the 'main character' and that each character is probably something it's player is attached to.
bBe aware of your IRL situation: Keep in mind what your work schedule, sleep schedule and time zone is compared to other RPers. If you find that you're having to force yourself or someone else to stay up too late or you want to RP with someone who is never on at the same time as you, consider changing your strategy. Sometimes you just have to accept that you can't RP with certain people due to these very real time restrictions. This also goes for double-posting. Give the other players time to respond and never expect someone to respond to you quickly. Give it up to a day just in case someone was called away for a chore or a phone call before you post again.
When in doubt; Rewind!: If the situation is too muddy and everyone is fighting over what should have happened, that couldn't be right, how dare you etc... then just throw up a vote. If 75% of the players in an event agree that rewinding to an earlier point and replaying the situation is for the best, then please do. We want to have fun, not create problems.
((Put "nowhere" after the last piece of info I gave you))

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Character Creation Form

** Yes, you have to use this CS form.. this is the minimum you have to fill out, but if you'd like to add your own little improvements to it be my guest! **

Full Birth-Given Name :: [ First, middle initial (or whole middle name), and last ]
Preferred Name :: [ What is your nickname? ]
Established In :: [ In other words, what is your birth date, and how old are you? ]
Gender Identification :: [ Which gender do you identify with? Are you human or alien? I mean.. female or male? ;D ]
Sexual Orientation :: [ Heterosexual, Metro-sexual, Homosexual..? ]
Someone In Your Sights :: [ Have any crushes from school, or outside of school, maybe? ]
Boyfriend(or)Girlfriend :: [ Self explanatory.. ]
Historical Background :: [ Tell us a little about yourself.. c: ]
State/Country of Origin :: [ Where are you from? Where is your hometown? ]
Contents of Suitcase :: [ What all did you bring along with you? You were only allowed to bring 10 things, I hope you listened to that part of the instructions. ]
Contents of Carry-On Bag :: [ What did you bring with you on the plane? A small backpack or handbag is allowed with 7 items only. ]
Description of Persona :: [ Describe yourself to us.. explain to us what it is that's special about you. ]
Descriptive Appearance :: [ We can see you, but we want to hear how you describe yourself. ]
Accessories :: [ Do you have any piercings, tattoos, bracelets, wristbands, rings, etc. ? ]
Photographed Appearance :: [ We'd like to acquire a good photo of you for identification. Please choose your best snapshot of yourselves. :} (to clarify, not of YOU, but your character.. unless you are making yourself as the character then by all means have at it!)]

Birth Given Name :: “My full, birth-given name Alexandria Marie Devereux. A true-to-form French name.”
Preferred Name :: “I either go by Alex or Stormy. Those who don’t know me much better than a simple passer-byer call me Alex and for my close friends, they call me by Stormy.”
Established In :: “I was born on the fateful day of May 20th, 1992. I am 21-years-old, soon to be 22 years of age.”
Clearly You Are Blind :: “Um, well.. if it wasn’t obvious enough already I am a female.”
Sexual Orientation :: “Excuse me for being blunt, but I can hardly handle myself with all my emotional bullshit. One p***y is enough for me. I like d**k. 'Nuff said.”
Theme Song :: “I think my theme song that best describes me and my life, past-present-and-future.. The Climb by Miley Cyrus. A lot of people’s opinions of her after her transition with her wardrobe, hair style and music genre kinda went into a downward spiral, including mine.. but I still enjoy her older music. I grew up watching Hannah Montana and listening to Miley’s songs as she grew up, and as our generation grew up right along with her. When the Hannah Montana Movie came out, and this song featured in it, it became one of my new favorite songs. It’s a great song all-around. Another great song that fits me is This is Me by Demi Lovato who played ‘Mitchie’ in Camp Rock.. yet another movie I loved while growing up.”
Favorite Quote/Saying :: “This is who I am. No one said you had to like it.”
Heritage :: “I am French.. born in France.. Paris, France to be exact.”
Religious Faith :: “I have none. I am neither a believer in the ‘science of evolution’ nor do I believe that the so-called ‘God’ created everyone and everything. I am standing in middle ground, when it comes to religion.”
Someone In Your Sights :: “Um, no not particularly.. no. I’ve since laid off of relationships and ‘crushing’ on anyone since.. well, nevermind.”
Significant Other :: “No, I do not have a boyfriend, fiance or husband. Not really mentally or emotionally ready for any of those yet.”
Birth Parents Names :: “My birth parents names… I’ve done just about everything not to think about them.” Sighing, she continues, “Mom’s name was Keira Marie, and my dad’s name was Tristan Curtis.. of course, both their last names was Devereux. This is the only picture I have left of them, that I carry with me everywhere I go.”
Adopted Mother’s Name :: “My adopted mother’s name is Kate (“Katie”) Allison St. Claire. My adopted father by marriage (which lasted only 5 ½ years) was Joseph Taite Manning. This is a picture of them together.”
Historical Background :: “Ha, this oughta be interesting. Um, I tend to jump all over with stories, so I apologize ahead of time if you somehow get lost amid my story telling.

Well, where do I start.. hmm. I guess with my birth? Born May twentieth of nineteen ninety-two in Paris, France with brown eyes and a full head of brown hair to match it. I was raised in a fairly wealthy home, I was always spoiled as I have been told.. my time with my biological parents only lasted for 9 years. On a cool winter night, our house caught fire and I had luckily still been awake reading a book under my sheets when I smelled the smoke. I ran to the stairs but the fire had already spread all throughout the downstairs level and part of the second level. I was frozen in place at the top of the stairs, I could hear the fire’s great roar growing louder. As the fire continued to spread, I finally came to and ran back into my bedroom screaming for my parents in attempt to locate them. I locked my bedroom door and stepped back, staring at the bottom where the glow of the fire was gleaming through.. until it seemed as if the flames were going to bust through the door, I stood unmoving but finally reacted and got the hell out of there. I shoved my window open and stepped out into the crisp winter air on top of the roof. By the time I had made it down into the neighbors yard the fire was blazing away. I yelled and screamed at their door, pounding away to try to get them awake. Finally, someone came out but I could already hear the fire truck coming down the street. By the time the fire was taken under control, most of the house had burned to the ground, and the authorities confirmed that my parents had both been trapped inside their bedroom by fallen rafters and had burned to death. I was sent into a foster home in France but later somehow ended up getting transferred over to the United States. Boston, Massachusetts to be exact. I spoke very little English at that time, only the simple things I had been taught in school back in Paris, and through the years I spent in the foster care system I had a real good friend I met inside the system. I learned a lot of the English I am able to speak today (pretty much the whole english language) from him, and for that I am very grateful. I was adopted out to my second mom when I turned 11 years old, just a year and some time after the incident with my birth parents happened. I have lived with her ever since and have lived a pretty normal life.. I learned a lot from my mom and she is my everything. She married to a man when I was 14 and had a child with him, a baby boy. They spent another 5 years together before they separated. The guy disappeared and left behind Danny. Danny and I have a close bond that I’ve never had even with my closest friends. He is a special lil kid and I am glad to call him my brother. Mom and I have done well without his bastard father.. Now I am off to college and have a job as well, life is great.”
State/Country of Origin :: “I originally came from France, believe it or not. I lived in the ever so romantic town of Paris, France. I then lived in Boston, Mass. when I was adopted out.”
Items on my Person :: “I have my wallet, phone, ipod and earphones in my pockets.. that’s about it. Oh, and of course Blue’s leash in hand.”
Contents of Carry-On Bag :: “I have a simple sling military-inspired backpack that has a few things in it.”

• Notebook Journal with 2 black ink pens and one red ink pen


• Toshiba Satellite T130 notebook laptop


• My book Revealed from the series House of Night


• 2 Dasani water bottles


• 1 bag of Trail Mix and a couple doggy bones for Blue


• 1 packaged Turkey sandwich


• Nikon Coolpix camera

Second ‘Carry-On’ :: “I brought my service dog along with me. I figured it would be a good experience to take him along with me, and also be good for myself as well. He is a Blue Heeler, and his name is.. you’ll never guess. --Okay, it’s Blue. Haha”
Contents of Suitcase :: “I brought a cute little convenient duffle bag to pack my things in.”

• 3 pairs of t-shirts, 3 tanktops and 3 bras


• 3 pairs of shorts, 3 pairs of jeans and 7 pairs of underwear


• 1 set of sandals and 3 pairs of socks


• hair brush, toothbrush, toothpaste, a bar of soap, conditioner and shampoo


• 1 small towel and 1 washcloth


• Laptop charger, phone charger and ipod charger


• Binder, (school) Notebook and Pen


• my Ty Pinstripes stuffed animal.. was from my parents


• Mini collapsible dog food/water container


• small bag of Blue Buffalo Freedom Grain-Free dog food

Description of Persona :: “I think all around, I’m a pretty decent person. I don’t really let the little things define who I am or was, and am quite proud of the person I’ve become, to be honest. Through the evils I’ve suffered throughout the years I’ve managed to keep a soft spirit and a kind heart. Most everyone I’ve met could agree that I’ve got quite a large one, when it comes to hearts. I’m one of those shy, soft-spoken types who doesn’t let her guard down for anything except her one, true best friend. That would be Garet, in my case. Due to some of the things that happened in my past, I often times experience deep depressive states and will recluse more than I already do. I have about a handful of good friends, and over the years that number has diminished but it’s whatever, ya’ know? Live and learn. I only trust those I know best, and hope to God that they trust me just the same because those who put their faith in me will never be let down. I’m a lover, not a-- HA! Thought I was that innocent, eh? Nah. I am a lover, and a fighter. I fight for the things and people I love, and will not stop until what I fight for has been won. I’m stubborn, hard-headed, strong-willed.. whatever you’d like to call it. I am all of the above, haha. I can guarantee you though, I’m a rare catch. You’ll never find another girl quite like me.”
Descriptive Appearance :: “I am about 5’10” in height and weigh around 138 lbs. Most of me is built with muscle and very little fat on me. My hair length reaches down almost to my ass but I have been meaning to cut it when the opportunity strikes me, or whenever the hell I can remember. My hair and eyes are both matching browns.. dark in the night, almost black but in the sunlight are real light brown. If I do say so myself, I’ve got an award winning smile if you are ever so privileged to see it. My skin is tan and don’t have any blemishes though I do have some pretty gnarly scars all over my body from my past. Oh, and I am missing my left hand’s pinky and ring finger from the early days of the outbreak when I got bit on my hand. It was amputated to stop the spread of disease through the bloodstream.”
Accessories :: ““I have diamond ear gauges in both ears, snake bites in my bottom lip, and a ring that was my mother's. A keepsake. As far as tattoos go…...shiiiiiit… these are all the ones I have.. for now.”

• [url=]Archangel wings[/url] across my shoulder that reach over my arms, nearly touching my elbows


• "Go where ever the wind takes you" across my upper chest just beneath my collar bone


• Tribal feathers behind my right ear


• On my right forearm, down the inside of it there’s a part of a quote that reads “Goodbye may seem forever, farewell is like the end…”


• On my left forearm, down the inside of it just like the other arm it reads the second/last half of the quote, “In my heart’s a memory, and there you’ll always be…<3”


• the word “promise” is tattooed on the outside of my right hand pinky finger


• on my right shoulder I have a tattoo of a pair of wolves howling-- to symbolize the loss of my parents


• on my left shoulder I have a tribal tattoo of wolves howling


• on my lower back I have a pack of wolves tatted on me


• on the back side of my right arm I have a wolf with a full moon tattooed on me, almost from wrist to my elbow


• And last but not least, “Mischief Managed” is tatted on the side of my left forearm because I am a Harry Potter nerd

Photographed Appearance ::

Bloop :)

Just to clarify, do you want the CS sent to you, or posted here?

@Nevermind

Posted here, but the "secret code" sent in a PM :)

Ok, thanks, I'll get one up sooner or later.

@Nevermind
Hopefully sooner than later, but I'll be happy to see ya whenever! :)

Birth Given Name :: “I’m Garet Liam Kincade. I just go by Garet.”
Preferred Name :: “...I just told you. Garet. I. Go. By. Garet. If you’re Stormy, and I note you are not, you’d probably call me Ferret or...Gare-Bear. But you’re not, so don’t.”
Established In :: “My birthday is May 15, 1992. 21 years old if you are math challenged. Like Stormy, I’ll be 22 soon--before she gets there, ha!”
Theme Song :: “If I had to pick a song that best describes me, it would be Limp Bizquit’s rendition of Behind Blue Eyes. YES, I know my eyes aren’t blue but…the song describes me, sometimes...a bit too well. ‘Nobody knows what it’s like, to be the bad man...to be the sad man, behind blue eyes.’” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TxwuB6xPcvs
Gender Identification :: “I am a guy. I identify with men. But...I suppose I do have a feminine side to me in some ways. But I identify with guys.”
Sexual Orientation :: “I’m Hetero all the way. Why, you hitting on me? Yeah, that’s not gonna happen.”
Someone In Your Sights :: “....I try not to think about it. So don’t ask. You know, sometimes people want what they probably will never have, and it’s those sorta things people try to avoid thinking about.”
Historical Background :: “Well this is a loaded question there. I’ve got quite a history. See, when I was just a little kid, about 8 years old...my mother, that old witch...she umm. She thought my dad was cheatin’ on her. Turns out he wasn’t, but she thought he was an one night when he was sleeping, she stabbed him to death. Took a butcher knife from the kitchen, called me into the bedroom. She told me that she had somethin’ to show me. Said that she needed to teach me what happens to ‘pigs that have no respect for women.’ So, she walked over to my dad, sleeping as he was, and she stabbed him right in the throat. Then she stabbed him in the chest, and kept stabbing and stabbing...up and down, the knife pierced his flesh, there was blood everywhere...god...so much blood. The smell of it, the crazed look in my mother’s eyes...The sight haunts me to this day.

When it was over, and he was dead, she walked over to the nightstand, taking the revolver from the drawer. ‘Don’t you ever be like your daddy, Garet. You be kind to women, you don’t hurt them like he hurt me, understand?’ Then she put the gun to her temple and pulled the fucking trigger. So I watched my mother stab my father to death right in front of me, then blow her own brains out. I sat in the middle of that for 3 days, crying...trying to figure out what to do...hoping that they weren’t really dead. Of course they were, and I called the police a few days later. When they came….well, I was in the news. “The orphan who survived” they called me. Of course, I was sent to an orphanage, there was nobody else to take care of me.

That moment with my parents changed my life forever. If I couldn’t trust my mom, how could I trust anyone? I didn’t socialize, I was...well, I didn’t really have anything to do with anyone. Things got pretty bad for me, I was bullied by most everyone there. Spent a friggin year in that orphanage, being tormented...until I met her. Alexandria Marie Devereux, my Stormy. Or sometimes Deva when I’m feeling suicidal. She was a french girl that ended up in the United States...and at the very same orphanage I was in. Not being able to speak English really well, she was something of an outcast like me. That’s probably what drew me to her. I remember when I first saw her, sitting alone, and I walked over, sat down beside her. “We’ll be alright, you know.” That’s the first thing I said to her. Before I told her my name, before she told me *her* name...I told her we’re gonna be okay. I remember saying that, because...when my mother stabbed my dad, he woke up. He saw me, and I swear he mouthed those words to me as he was dying. That stuck with me, and I told Stormy that same thing.

From that moment on, we were pretty good friends. It actually didn’t take much for me to trust her, and given what I’d just been through, what I was facing at the orphanage...how I was with anyone else...that says a lot about her. We started hanging out, I taught her English as best as I could, helped her learn our language. She was the only person I ever befriended from there, and to this day, she’s the only person from that orphanage I maintained any contact with. We ended up getting adopted by different families, but luckily the two families lived close together. We ended up meeting just shortly after being separated...although when she was adopted first...God, I thought I’d never see her again. Turns out, we ended up living just a few blocks from each other! Talk about luck, right?? Anyway, we’ve been good friends since the orphanage, and even become *best* friends. Enrolled in college together, as well. We take a few of the same classes too, which is really great.

My hobby is photography. I’d do that for a living if I had the chance. I love to travel, and I love taking pictures--and I *love* photo editing. I always carry my trusty camera with me wherever I go--and I’m constantly trying to take pictures of Stormy too--I think sometimes it annoys her just a little. **Run something by Gabby here**

State/Country of Origin :: “The good ol’ US of A. I’m American, and proud of it too!”
Contents of Suitcase :: “I was supposed to bring a suitcase? SHIT, I knew I forgot SOMETHING. Nah, just kidding. Here’s an inventory of what was in my suitcase:

*Extra clothes. I’m going to AFRICA--of course I’ll have a few changes of clothes with me
*Pen/writing paper. I like to keep a journal. Don’t judge!
*Camera batteries, laptop cords (I couldn’t fit these in my carry on)
*My survival Machete. Figured, if I’m going to be in the Savannah, I should take one with me.
*A harmonica. I love to play the thing, and while I couldn’t fit it in my carry on, I wanted to bring it.

And that’s it. I know it’s not much...but I pack pretty damn light.”

Contents of Carry-On Bag :: “Ahh, my carry on bag! I have some interesting stuff in here, camera equipment included, because I’m a photography minor. Anyway, here’s the list:”

*My Olympus OM-D D-M1 digital camera

*Extra lenses--including a macro lense, and a really kick ass zoom lense!

*Spare change of clothes (I’m paranoid like that)

*Trail mix (crap cost me like double what it cost on the OTHER side of security)

*Bottle of MUG root beer. (What can I say, mug is my favorite brand. Screw A&W)

*Smartphone (duh, I carry it everywhere)

*Laptop (I never go on flights without it)

*My wallet. Well, technically this is on ME and not my carry on, but all the same. In this, I have a picture of Stormy and I, and I also have a picture of my father and I together….before he was taken from me of course.

Description of Persona :: “In case you haven’t noticed by now I’m a bit of a smartass. But truth be told, I’m a really shy person, and I disguise that by being a smartass. I’m not much of a fighter, I’m more of a pacifist person. Not to say I won’t deck someone if I have to, but I’d prefer not to. I am compassionate, I care for people, even if I don’t socialize much with em. Or at all. Alright, I’ll be straight with you. I’m very much a loner. In fact, Stormy is my ONLY friend. I’m no psychologist, but I imagine my time at the orphanage is why I’m the way I am today. My best guess anyway. If you can get past my mental barriers though, I’m damn loyal. I care for the few people who’ve ever gotten close to me (again, currently alive, only Stormy can say she’s close to me). I believe in unwavering loyalty as a friend, standing by your friends side no matter what.

….I suppose I also ought to admit that I’m terrified of two things. Spiders and heights. Mostly spiders...heights don’t bother me until I reach a certain altitude. Like an airplane. And I fucking HATE turbulence. Scares the crap out of me, that. So Spiders, and heights--I could do without both of those things. My biggest fear? Something happening either to Stormy or between us that would make her hate me. I’m here today, because I met her, and I can’t imagine life without her.”

Descriptive Appearance :: “...I describe myself like the picture? I have dark brown, short hair, a goatee, I’m rather thin and kinda lanky. Not to say I don’t have some muscle, but I’m not what you’d call ripped. It’s hard to tell from the picture there, but I have hazel eyes. Oh and, I think my ears are kinda big….”

Accessories :: “I’ve got a few tattoos as a matter of fact. I’ll give a list. I don’t have as many as Stormy, but I have my fair share.

*Tribal tattoo of a wolf on the underside of my right wrist. Got this with Stormy--she got a matching one. It symbolizes our eternal friendship.

*I have a vivid tattoo on my left shoulder, of a wolf howling at the moon

* I have a tattoo on my right shoulder. A quote that says “Many who live deserve death. Some that die, deserve life. Can you give it to them?” It’s a quote from The Lord of the Rings--Gandalf says it to Frodo. Yeah, I’m a geek. I admit it.

Photographed Appearance :: “Really? Oh fine, here’s a photograph. Don’t try to blackmail me later or something.”

@Nevermind
I LOVE your character!! Great CS :) definitely accepted!

Thanks, looking forward to this. :)

So am I, I loved this RP the first time around--looking forward to seeing it back in action once more <3

Need a few more people, first, though. How many people are we looking for?

I think maybe 1-2 more people would be fine. A small group RP for this kinda rp would be best, I think :)

I can join twice, does that count? xD :p

If it's going to be small, IMO, one character each would be enough, so we can really put ourselves in their shoes and get to know the other characters. If OP thinks different, that's fine, I'm flexible.

....it was a joke, nevermind LOL. Was saying I could join twice, to get us an extra person. Erm....*tumbleweed rolls across the street*.....Look, you'll get used to my sense of humor. Maybe. ><

Sorry, ha, I didn't read it properly, I thought you meant you were going to make two characters. :)

Nah, even if she said she'd allow it (but I'm pretty sure she intended 1 character--not *positive* on that, it's been a while since we talked about the RP), but yeah; I've got enough on my plate right now, I honestly think two characters if this gets to be active will be too much if my other RP takes off xD