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I'm just some crazy reclusive girl. If you really want to know more about me, just ask. ^.~

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Aaaaaaand finally done! Hopefully you can forgive my succinct "personality" section - I would really rather show that kind of thing in the RP itself! I can expand on it if necessary, though.


Oh, you changed the age minimum. xD That's unfortunate. I was going to play a super messed up kid who was entirely the product of the abysmal environment. I suppose a slightly older character would still be young enough to be strongly shaped by it, though. What year does this RP take place in?
The impression I got concerning the antagonist was that it is not a character hiding within the party or something, but rather the sum of all misfortune that happens to our characters. So, that would include controlling monsters, making accidents happen, etc. I could be wrong, though.
May as well start the thread today, imo!
This sounds like fun!
The Red String of Fate sounds quite fun to me! ^.^
Abby glared from one rack to the next once she'd followed Cam inside the clothing store. She didn't like what she was seeing at all. Of course, she had no problem with wearing black, but punk type clothing like this really wasn't her style. Still, she needed to take something.

The first thing she snagged, despite her repulsion, was a black tanktop with a picture of a bleeding heart on the front. She hated the graphic, but there was very little in the way of choice in this miserable little shop. Thankfully, it didn't take her too much digging to find a black skirt. Determined not to look like a complete goth, she added a white jacket to her ensemble despite her distaste for the color - in a place like this, it would be stained in about five minutes - and threw a pair of low-heeled boots with spikes along the edges into the pile. Face burning, she sought out a changing room and quickly got to work.

It was only after changing that she realized the skirt didn't even fall to her knees.

Gritting her teeth, Abby stalked out of the small room and decided she would be stopping again at the first decent looking shop they could find. Impatiently, she scanned the store for Cam, and quickly found the little girl wearing clothing that didn't suit her at all. Who the hell made spiked jackets in that size?

"All set?" she asked, putting a hand on Cam's shoulder. Despite her attempt to sound calm, her irritation seeped into her voice. The sooner they left this classless place - and the creeps who lived in it - the better off they would be.
Abby nearly jumped out of her skin when Cam suddenly called out Andy's name and began guiding her toward a pair of strangely dressed men. She hadn't dared meet the eyes of anyone else in this odd place, but once she allowed herself a good look at their faces she realized they really were Ricardo and Andy. She looked them up and down and frowned. Chains on Ricardo's jeans? Especially tight clothing? Where - and more importantly, why - had they changed outfits?

Ignoring formalities, Abby said, "Is there a safe clothes store around here?" As she stood, she shifted her weight back and forth between her bare feet, the ground scorching her soles. With the two men at her side, maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea to check out a shop and find an appropriate pair of shoes. Something durable. Goodness knew they were walking a rough road.

She glanced over her shoulder in search of the man who had been stalking them before and saw nothing. Of course, that didn't mean he was gone.

"Some guy has been following us," she half-whispered, loud enough for her companions to hear, but no one else. "It's possible we lost him, but I sort of doubt it. It would be best if we hid from sight for a little while - then exited the place we take refuge through a different door than we use to enter. I know he can't do lasting harm, but..." She shivered. Who knew what a man who creeped on a little girl like Cam was capable of?
I'll try to post over the next couple of days.
I wouldn't mind doing a RWBY RP where I play as Weiss, Cinder, or maybe Neopolitan. Let me know if you're interested, and if so, tell me about your OC!
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