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9 yrs ago
Current So this is my life. And I want you to know that I'm happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.
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9 yrs ago
I broke my phone. So, now, I have to live like a heathen until I get a new one. #howwillisurvive
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9 yrs ago
Do you ever get so busy that you just can't motivate yourself to get anything done? Apparently, I do.
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9 yrs ago
So being an actual teacher is stressful. Like, do I have to grade your homework? Can I just not?
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9 yrs ago
Always, Alan Rickman. Always.
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Bio

Heya~

I'm Aims, and I feel like I've been writing my entire life. It all started when my 5th grade teacher did this whole kids-write-books-thing, and it was absolutely awful. So that was, thirteen years ago. Thirteen years. Sweet jesus, that's forever!

I am a 4th grade math teacher, and it is exhausting! RPG is my only hobby, and so I'm here ALL THE TIME. I'm a little obsessed, and it's okay. :)

If you're looking for a partner to RP with, I'm the person. Shoot me a PM at any time, and I'll probably be up for it.

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Still looking. ^^
I know. I wanted this one to be a little longer for an intro because I wanted to focus a little on everyone.

You take your time. :)
It's awful long. Won't always be that long, unless you want it to be. ^^
Daryn sat perched on the back of the truck, picking at a pile of rope. It needed to be organized, straightened out or something. Outside the cover over the bed of the truck, the sun was rising, casting brilliant orange and red lights across the makeshift village. No one was really up yet, except the few people who bustled around the vehicle. Daryn watched her father pace in the orange light, scratching the scruff on his chin. He was nervous, probably. She shook her head and stood, nearly hitting her head on the cover.

“Dad, stop pacing. You’re making me jittery,” she said, crossing her arms. The sun was warm out here, shining on her bare shoulders. Better than being under that cover.

“Sorry, Daryn. We’ve never done something like this before,” he said, stopping mid-step. As his foot met the ground again, he let out a big sigh. “The others should be arriving soon.”

Daryn gave him a nod, adjusting her belt. In that belt were her weapons of choice, a motley assortment of nunchucks, metal braces for her hands, metal stars and her father’s favorite pistol. “Well, they better hurry, if we want to get out before everyone in town wakes up.”

The words had barely left her mouth when a man walked up. He carried a brown and green backpack, looking like the desert itself. He was tall, much taller than Daryn, and his hair was black, matching his five o’clock shadow. His arms were covered in tattoos, colorful pictures of women and numbers and words.

**

Sean looked at the woman and man, wondering what relation they were to one another. He knew the Overseer, Darius Lyker, since this was one of the villages he travelled to during the year. He didn’t know the woman, but they shared the same nose, same brown eyes and cheekbones. Darius walked up to him, holding out his hand. They shook, meeting eyes if only for a second. Sean didn’t like eye contact.

“Darius Lyker,” the man said, not recognizing his own architect, “This is my daughter Daryn.” Now the connection made sense. The girl waved at him, going back to playing with her belt. He noticed the weapons one at a time, all hand operated. Sean wondered for a moment if he should have actually brought a weapon. He had a gun, of course, who didn’t. Surely his fists would suffice, or else he would rely on the others like this girl.

“Sean Johnson,” he said quietly, letting go of the man’s hand. “I’ll be inside waiting for departure.” He tugged at his backpack that was full off dried food and scribbles on paper.

**

Molly looked at the truck from a distance, braiding her hair over her shoulder. She glanced down at her shoes, at the now worn thin soles. New shoes would be in order. Good thing she always carried extras, at least one pair.

She pulled tight the jacket around her waist, jogging down the hill towards the two men shaking hands. Her backpack thumped against her back, falling limp when she stopped, sliding in to meet the man. He shot her a funny look, probably because she was covered in a thin layer of sand and dust. It made her skin look darker, although she was tan enough as it was. That’s what happened when you spent to much time out in the sun, running around.

“Darius,” the man said, his eyebrows turning in towards his nose.

“Molly Quinn,” she said, not surprised that he didn’t want to shake her hand.

**

Levi snuck up behind the eccentric redhead. His bag was heavy. One could see the lines in his shoulders where the bag drug him down. Under his t-shirt, his heart raced. He wanted his mother like a child, but he was an adult. He needed to be an adult. Sadly, he had done this to himself. Rethinking his decision was easy when he was suddenly scared.

The older man was shaking his head as the redhead ran off, rubbing his temple as Levi walked up to him. He looked down at the boy, surprised.

“Are you lost?” the older man asked. Levi chucked, despite the knot in his throat.

“I’m Levi Tate, your genius,” he joked, despite the fact he was tired of hearing that joke. The man laughed, patting the boy on the shoulder.

“Apologies. I forgot how young you were.” Levi just smiled. “Go join the others.”

The man moved out of the way, and Levi looked at the group of people. The redhead was sitting on the bed with her leg’s hanging off the edge, swinging them. The man was reading a book, catching Levi’s attention. He walked over, sitting next to the reading man. The man gave him a glance and then went back to reading. Levi sighed and pulled out his own book, a collection of wild plants. He glances at the girl with massive brown curls, turning a tiny blade in her hand, staring at the redhead.
I'll just go ahead and work on it :)
Either is perfectly fine by me. I can start since you made the thread.

That sounds like a perfect starting point.
I think the thread should be closed. We aren't accepting people to apply. :)


Age: 24
Gender: Female
Skills:
-Master of several types of hand-to-hand combat.
-Decent at hunting animals.
Weak points:
-Knows nothing about surviving outside.
-Too curious
Extras: Daryn has led a very sheltered life. She is the daughter of a Overseer of a little town and has never been outside much at all. Most of her youth was spent learning how to protect herself and fight to distract herself from the outside world. Yet, when she got old enough, she told her father she wanted to go outside, and there wasn't anything he could do. So, here she is, going on her very first outside expedition.


Age: 30
Gender: Male
Skills:
-Building. Knows how to construct anything out of anything.
-Strength.
Weak points:
-Very introverted. Doesn't like to talk.
-Mediocre fighter.
Extras: Sean is a traveling architect for several different villages. His paths outside are clearly marked and he has never once ventured out of his path. His job was to build houses out of the surroundings, the trees and rocks and dirt. For about ten years he did this, just traveling back and forth between villages, never really staying. Daryn's father recruited him for the expedition outside, and feeling up for a change, Sean said yes.


Age: 25
Gender: Female
Skills:
-Very convincing. Can talk anyone into anything.
-Good survival skills.
Weak points:
-Easily frightened.
-Cocky.
Extras: Molly is a runner, a person who takes supplies between different cities. She does this on foot, since gasoline is such a low resource. She wanted to do something different for a change.


Age: 19
Gender: Male
Skills:
-Genius. Knows every plant, animal, and landscape.
-Wields a bow and arrow with ease.
Weak points:
-Too young to be out here.
-Easily frightened.
Extras: Levi is a genius by birth. He has an eidetic memory, meaning he can recite anything he has ever read or seen. He enjoys learning new things, and so he really wanted to travel outside to see everything he has read about in real life. He volunteered to go out.
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