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I like art a lot. I like poetry a lot.
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BUMP
Name: Ashley 'Ash' Morrison
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Occupation: Student
Allegiance: Neither
Hometown: New Haven, Indiana.
Personality: Ashley has always been a sweet girl, but she'd rather not come off that way. She wants to be misunderstood, mysterious - hot. In fact, she puts so much effort into being a bad girl that she never has the energy to be herself. Sad, really.
Power: Hyperthymesia - she can remember everything she's ever seen, read, heard and smelt.
Bio: Ashley is the middle child in her family. Her family is moderately wealthy and she's always been allowed to get and do whatever she wants - being the middle child and all. She's a deadly victim of middle child syndrome and she's never felt like she gets enough attention from her parents. Even when she's acted out she's had no punishment more than a slap on the wrists. Ashley likes to misbehave. She likes bad boys and getting drunk and having fun.
I'll write up a CS soon
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Name: Poppy Mitchell
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Position: Art Teacher
Personality: Poppy is sweet and chirpy. She has a voice like music and she charms everyone she meets. She rarely looses her temper but some people take advantage of that. Poppy is honest but will tell white lies if it means being kind to people. Her inability to be honest for fear off coming across as rude can be bad for her teaching career.
Strengths: Fair, friendly and fun.
Weaknesses: Hates to shout and give discipline.
Appearance: 5'6, 110lbs.
Quirks: Poppy can be kind of slow and jokes can go completely over her head. Her voice is very high pitched and she's very excitable.
Prior History: It's Poppy's first teaching gig after graduating from college. She's always had a flair for art and is very excited to start at her first school.
Poppy was born in New York to wealthy parents. She was an only child but always wished she could have a younger sibling to play with. Poppy has always loved kids and knew she wanted to be a teacher since she was ten.
Goal for their pupils: To have fun and enjoy art!
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Name: Poppy Mitchell
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Position: Art Teacher
Personality: Poppy is sweet and chirpy. She has a voice like music and she charms everyone she meets. She rarely looses her temper but some people take advantage of that. Poppy is honest but will tell white lies if it means being kind to people. Her inability to be honest for fear off coming across as rude can be bad for her teaching career.
Strengths: Fair, friendly and fun.
Weaknesses: Hates to shout and give discipline.
Appearance: 5'6, 110lbs.
Quirks: Poppy can be kind of slow and jokes can go completely over her head. Her voice is very high pitched and she's very excitable.
Prior History: It's Poppy's first teaching gig after graduating from college. She's always had a flair for art and is very excited to start at her first school.
Poppy was born in New York to wealthy parents. She was an only child but always wished she could have a younger sibling to play with. Poppy has always loved kids and knew she wanted to be a teacher since she was ten.
Goal for their pupils: To have fun and enjoy art!
I'll leave this to die if no one else answers after this 
What do you think it should be called?
Woah, I guess we'll do that idea then, I'll work on an OOC later
"A lockdown?" Gwyn frowned. "There's no way that's good, is there?"
Gwyn was already sick of this new world. All of these things and moving around. She knew she was going to miss being comfortable and being lazy.
"They're going to get here soon, aren't they?" Gwyn was referring to the things. "And your weapons are a lot better than mine."
Gwyn was worried. This was serious. This was something she had to get through. She was not used to being in serious situations. God, she was stressed; she really needed a cigarette. Soon.
Gwyn was already sick of this new world. All of these things and moving around. She knew she was going to miss being comfortable and being lazy.
"They're going to get here soon, aren't they?" Gwyn was referring to the things. "And your weapons are a lot better than mine."
Gwyn was worried. This was serious. This was something she had to get through. She was not used to being in serious situations. God, she was stressed; she really needed a cigarette. Soon.
"Gross." Gwyn smirked at the wrench. "I'm Gwyn. What's the plan here? Other than not dying I mean."
Gwyn saw another guy walking towards their direction. A real guy, not one of those things. How many of these people were there? The things were approaching quick and they had to do something.
"I hope you're as good with that thing as you are at being a perv." Gwyn commented amusingly. She grimaced at her own line, honestly, the world was ending and all but she could come up with better than that. Whatever. "I really do."
Gwyn saw another guy walking towards their direction. A real guy, not one of those things. How many of these people were there? The things were approaching quick and they had to do something.
"I hope you're as good with that thing as you are at being a perv." Gwyn commented amusingly. She grimaced at her own line, honestly, the world was ending and all but she could come up with better than that. Whatever. "I really do."
Username: 4weekcoma
Character name: Enelya Arcamenel
Position: Co-pilot
Race: Kalarian
Gender: Female
Age: 26
Appearance: 5'9, 98lbs
Bio: Born on Torsun II. Enelya grew up with her parents and two older siblings - a brother and sister. When she was seven her father left her family for another woman and left them in poverty. Her mother couldn't work so her brother and sister had to make money for the family. Enelya was very lonely growing up from then. Her mother was always so ill and constantly slept, so Enelya had to make her own company. The inevitable came when she was 20; her mother died. It was heartbreaking for her and her siblings, but what was more heartbreaking was that no matter how much she tried to get in touch with her father he never returned contact. Enelya decided to break free, she didn't want to stay at home and have to work all day and night just to eat. She wanted to explore everywhere. So that's what she decided to do.
Personality: Enelya is a pleasant character. She has a sweet laugh and is rarely rude. She likes to spend time alone, reading or just thinking, but she loves people -especially children. Most who meet her like her, but she's not easy to remember - she doesn't stick out, she just blends into the background. She doesn't mind too much though.
Gear: Regular handgun.
Skills: Sings, writes poems - especially loves haikus.
Character name: Enelya Arcamenel
Position: Co-pilot
Race: Kalarian
Gender: Female
Age: 26
Appearance: 5'9, 98lbs
Bio: Born on Torsun II. Enelya grew up with her parents and two older siblings - a brother and sister. When she was seven her father left her family for another woman and left them in poverty. Her mother couldn't work so her brother and sister had to make money for the family. Enelya was very lonely growing up from then. Her mother was always so ill and constantly slept, so Enelya had to make her own company. The inevitable came when she was 20; her mother died. It was heartbreaking for her and her siblings, but what was more heartbreaking was that no matter how much she tried to get in touch with her father he never returned contact. Enelya decided to break free, she didn't want to stay at home and have to work all day and night just to eat. She wanted to explore everywhere. So that's what she decided to do.
Personality: Enelya is a pleasant character. She has a sweet laugh and is rarely rude. She likes to spend time alone, reading or just thinking, but she loves people -especially children. Most who meet her like her, but she's not easy to remember - she doesn't stick out, she just blends into the background. She doesn't mind too much though.
Gear: Regular handgun.
Skills: Sings, writes poems - especially loves haikus.
Cool, if there is any more interest I'll get up an OOC.
Does the stuck in a roleplay thing sound cool as the plot to everyone else?
Does the stuck in a roleplay thing sound cool as the plot to everyone else?
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