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Rebirth: At World's End

I'm pretty solid on a wizard type character who died young pulling off a last stand against some kind of powerful demonic threat, giving the world the time it needed to survive - not really an archmage type, more of a young, cocky guy with more power than wisdom who became a hero because he stepped up when history needed him to.

Rebirth: At World's End

Interested.

SOL CITY - Modern Slice of Life - Chapter 2 - Completed & archived. 2/2

Sarah Cooper

Sol City Zoo

(with @Conscripts and @Alex_The_Great)

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Sarah was still occupied with quiet dread and images of howling, shit-covered lemurs scratching at her hair when she saw the man in the wheelchair slide into the hole. She picked up her pace into a jog without even really thinking about it, her work boots slapping against the pavement and her bucket jostling as the man struggled to extract himself from the divot in the ground. If someone needed help, someone needed help; the lemurs could wait.

Ultimately, her good intentions weren't necessary - someone had been a moment quicker than her in lifting the chair out of the hole, a slight young man with brown hair and a vaguely floral scent. At first, she continued rushing forward to offer her help, and by the time it became clear that her assistance wasn't needed, she had gotten much too close to the pair to play it off.

"I am so sorry about that," she said lamely as he turned to face both her and his savior, making an effort not to stare at his scrawny legs. She was always self-conscious about her gaze around the differently abled, which she knew was just as bad as staring, but it was a hard loop to break out of. "I'll make sure someone comes around to fix that later," she continued, as though she had any power over the landscaping.

Sarah set the bucket down and peeled her gloves off, sensing a valid excuse to be late to the lemur-washing. Normally she disapproved of on the job time wasting, but since it wasn't technically her job, could anyone fault her for taking the time to connect with a few of the Zoo's visitors, especially one that could have been terribly injured by the park's negligence? No. No they could not. "Sarah, Sarah Cooper," she said, beaming her best smile and offering a hand to whichever of the pair deigned to take it. "I work here."

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Sarah Cooper

"Alright, buddy, lunch is on!" Sarah shouted into the cave, banging a stick against the plastic bucket threatening to tear her arm off. Before she'd started work at the Sol City Zoo, she would never have guessed that a slurry of fish parts, fruit and vitamins could be so heavy."Get out here and eat, you big fuzzy jerk."

The cave was situated at the top of a large hill, dotted with brown grass and meant to imitate the subalpine habitat of the Grizzly Bear. Down the bottom of the hill was a lake for swimming, with an artifical waterfall to bring out the natural look - guests could view the exhibit from behind the plexiglass fence by the lake. The other side of the hill was densely forested and surrounded by a reinforced fence, on the other side of which was a path that lead to the food court and the reptile house.

The scratching of claws on stone was followed shortly by the snuffling of a massive creature as a great snout emerged from the cave, sniffing at the bucket in her hands. "There you are," Sarah said, rubbing the bear's head affectionately and setting the bucket down on the ground in front of him. Peanutbutter grumbled in acknowledgement and buried his wide face in the bucket, slurping and crunching messily. Sarah leaned against the cave wall and watched him, brushing a few leaf crumbs off the shoulder of her uniform. On a busier day, Peanutbutter's afternoon feeding would be significantly more of a production - she'd bring him out in front of the waiting crowds, explain his diet, crack a few jokes, rub his tummy, maybe play-wrestle with him a bit if the crowd seemed particularly invested. It was a fun show to put on, even if it was a bit much to do it day after day during the busy period of the summer. Today was a slow day, though, which meant fewer shows and much more actual work.

The walkie-talkie at her belt crackled, and Sarah brought it up to her ear. "Cooper here," she said mechanically.

The southern drawl of Angela, her supervisor, rumbled from the device, interrupted by the occasional sharp cracks of gum. "You done feeding PB?"

"Yeah, what do you need?" Sarah picked up the now empty bucket, holding the walkie-talkie with her shoulder and waving down the exhibit hill at a couple of visitors who were staring up at the bear girl. She didn't mind Angela's constant task-mastering, really; it was nice to always have something to be doing, and though lacking in tact, the older woman was always a straight shooter.

"Peters and Xiezhi need help with the lemurs," she replied, "It's bath time."

"Oh, god." Bath time was rarely an enjoyable experience with any of the zoo's creatures, but it was common knowledge that the lemurs were particularly filthy and rambunctious; it was rare to escape from washing them without being covered in a fine misting of urine and feces, and the process itself was an invariably frustrating ordeal.

"Oh god is right," Angela replied. "Say hi to the shitmonkeys for me, poster girl." 'Poster girl' was a common nickname her fellow employees had given her when a picture of her feeding Peanutbutter had been made the front page of the zoo's website. You could also buy an actual poster of it in the gift shops; apparently they were hot items.

Sarah sighed. "I'm on it." She gave Peanutbutter a final pat and turned towards the keeper's exit of Bear Mountain. He snuffled after her, gave a low moan, then turned and padded back into his cave. He wasn't much one for long, dramatic goodbyes - typical of the men in her life, really. "Don't have too much fun without me!" she called after him and continued walking, humming some commercial jingle that had gotten stuck in her head.

SOL CITY - Modern Slice of Life - Chapter 2 - Completed & archived. 2/2

Sarah The Zookeeper

Name: Sarah Cooper
Age: 24
Appearance:

Image

Height: 5’3”
Weight: 150 lbs.

Likes:
Animals (Duh!)
Ice Cream
Superhero Movies
Stand-up Comedy
Rainy Days
Peanutbutter (the bear)
Birdwatching
Canoeing
Flannel
Peanutbutter (the food)

Dislikes:
Pretentiousness
Drug Culture
Mayonnaise
Dressing up
Guns
Social Media
Being talked down to

Zodiac Sign: Ares
Special Talent: The only person Peanutbutter the grizzly bear will let near him. Also, a very good amateur comedian.
Profession: Zookeeper at the Sol City Zoo.

Bio/Personality: Sarah was born in a small, rural town in the Midwest, home to corn fields, cow ranches and very little else. She was the third of four children born to the town’s veterinarians, a married couple that were always kept busy not only by the town’s pets but also the wildlife rescue operation they operated out of their barn. Sarah grew up in close proximity to local fauna of all kinds, and while her siblings grew sick of the constant furry companionship, Sarah always loved animals of every kind and spent long hours watching her parents work.

When she graduated high school, her excellent grades and a particularly interesting senior project on hawk rescues earned her a scholarship to the Solaris Universatas to study Zoology and Biology. As academic environments went, it was a bit stuffy for her, but nevertheless she received one of the best educations possible in her chosen field – upon graduating, she managed to snag an internship with the Sol City Zoo, and later, a full position as a professional zookeeper. She rose to local prominence when the Zoo’s famously grumpy grizzly bear Peanutbutter took an immediate shine to her – she became his head caretaker, and the hilarious shows she performs rolling around and wrestling with her furry friend (who she jokingly refers to as her boyfriend) became one of the Zoo’s most popular attractions. Now, she continues to work as a zookeeper, tending to and caring for the animals and living with her brother and several friends from college in a slightly cramped apartment on the Western Shore.

Personality wise, Sarah is compassionate, extroverted, and sharp as a tack. She’ll happily offer her opinions on any subject, whether or not they were asked for, and views the world with a weary sarcasm and quick observational wit. She’s been accused of preferring animals to people, and while that may sometimes be true, it’s a bit misleading; she loves people, it’s people who feel the need to show off, talk down to her or pretend to be something they’re not she can’t stand. Despite her argumentative nature and her tendency to form fast opinions of people, she really is a sweetheart to people she thinks are nice; always willing to laugh or lend a hand, always eager to help out someone in need of help. Sarah loves to laugh and to make other people laugh, and though she wouldn’t admit it, she does enjoy being the center of attention.

Your character's favorite song:

Actor or Actress who play your Character in a movie:

Isabelle Fuhrman

Me

Tell us about yourself:

*Your age: 20
*What part of the world are you from? New York.
*How many years have you been writing/roleplaying: 3 years.
*How often do you have time to post? 2, 3 times a week.
* College student, currently working in a seafood restaurant on the coast for the summer. Working on a sci-fi novel that will hopefully make me a billion dollars. Pray for me.

Peanutbutter

Is a bear.

SOL CITY - Modern Slice of Life - Chapter 2 - Completed & archived. 2/2

Here's what I got!

Sarah The Zookeeper

Name: Sarah Cooper
Age: 24
Appearance:

Image

Height: 5’3”
Weight: 150 lbs.

Likes:
Animals (Duh!)
Ice Cream
Superhero Movies
Stand-up Comedy
Rainy Days
Peanutbutter (the bear)
Birdwatching
Canoeing
Flannel
Peanutbutter (the food)

Dislikes:
Pretentiousness
Drug Culture
Mayonnaise
Dressing up
Guns
Social Media
Being talked down to

Zodiac Sign: Ares
Special Talent: The only person Peanutbutter the grizzly bear will let near him. Also, a very good amateur comedian.
Profession: Zookeeper at the Sol City Zoo.

Bio/Personality: Sarah was born in a small, rural town in the Midwest, home to corn fields, cow ranches and very little else. She was the third of four children born to the town’s veterinarians, a married couple that were always kept busy not only by the town’s pets but also the wildlife rescue operation they operated out of their barn. Sarah grew up in close proximity to local fauna of all kinds, and while her siblings grew sick of the constant furry companionship, Sarah always loved animals of every kind and spent long hours watching her parents work.

When she graduated high school, her excellent grades and a particularly interesting senior project on hawk rescues earned her a scholarship to the Solaris Universatas to study Zoology and Biology. As academic environments went, it was a bit stuffy for her, but nevertheless she received one of the best educations possible in her chosen field – upon graduating, she managed to snag an internship with the Sol City Zoo, and later, a full position as a professional zookeeper. She rose to local prominence when the Zoo’s famously grumpy grizzly bear Peanutbutter took an immediate shine to her – she became his head caretaker, and the hilarious shows she performs rolling around and wrestling with her furry friend (who she jokingly refers to as her boyfriend) became one of the Zoo’s most popular attractions. Now, she continues to work as a zookeeper, tending to and caring for the animals and living with her brother and several friends from college in a slightly cramped apartment on the Western Shore.

Personality wise, Sarah is compassionate, extroverted, and sharp as a tack. She’ll happily offer her opinions on any subject, whether or not they were asked for, and views the world with a weary sarcasm and quick observational wit. She’s been accused of preferring animals to people, and while that may sometimes be true, it’s a bit misleading; she loves people, it’s people who feel the need to show off, talk down to her or pretend to be something they’re not she can’t stand. Despite her argumentative nature and her tendency to form fast opinions of people, she really is a sweetheart to people she thinks are nice; always willing to laugh or lend a hand, always eager to help out someone in need of help. Sarah loves to laugh and to make other people laugh, and though she wouldn’t admit it, she does enjoy being the center of attention.

Your character's favorite song:

Actor or Actress who play your Character in a movie:

Isabelle Fuhrman

Me

Tell us about yourself:

*Your age: 20
*What part of the world are you from? New York.
*How many years have you been writing/roleplaying: 3 years.
*How often do you have time to post? 2, 3 times a week.
* College student, currently working in a seafood restaurant on the coast for the summer. Working on a sci-fi novel that will hopefully make me a billion dollars. Pray for me.

The Survivor's Club (High Casual)

Great posts so far, guys! I'll try and get a response up either late tonight or early tomorrow.

The Survivor's Club (High Casual)

I declare this RP... open!

So, as I've said a few times, the RP will begin in Washington D.C, one of the reported locations of the artifacts. All eight armies are present in the city and most have by now fortified an area of the city as their own, the exceptions being the Metal, the Dragons and the Angels, as the former two don't really fortify territory as much as blow through the place pursuing their objectives and the Angels have their own command center - a giant golden airship in the clouds that's probably visible from almost anywhere in the city.

Obviously, the goal is to have all the characters meet up and begin the adventure, but that doesn't have to happen right away. You can be in the vicinity of my first IC post if you want, or you can start somewhere else in the city where other people can join you, and the different groups can all meet up more organically. I look forward to seeing what you guys come up with!

@Pupperr@Ellion@YungTweak@Default@Takida Inigo@cunfuzzler@akirashadow

The Survivor's Club (High Casual)

Chapter One: The Seat of Power

Downtown Washington D.C, 12:36 PM

An ear-splitting roar filled the air as the corpses came. They leapt from windows and burst out of doors, came spilling out of alleyways in their dozens, all of them sprinting with wild abandon for the ivy-covered office building at the end of the street. They leapt over abandoned cars and rubble, gnashing their broken teeth with slavering hate, pushing each other out of the way to reach the front of the horde.

Down the street, the three tall figures standing guard outside the office building moved into ready stances. They were humanoid, tall and lithe, androgynous and supernaturally beautiful. They were dressed in fine leather and chainmail, with cloaks made from autumn leaves slung over their shoulders, and each one wielded a double-ended glaive made of wood and some strange, shimmering metal. They were the foot soldiers of the Fey, the beings commonly known as elves.

The dead horde made contact a moment later, and combat was joined. The elves moved with inhuman grace and speed, weaving among the zombies with spinning glaives and cleaving them asunder. It was as though they had some supernatural sense for danger – they would dodge bites and scratches without even looking at their attackers, separate a zombie’s head from its shoulders as if they were wiping a bug off their shoulders. Three minutes later, it was over. When the last corpse fell, the elves wiped off their blades and returned to their sentry positions as though nothing had happened.

From his vantage point on a nearby rooftop, Charlie cursed with a mouthful of beef jerky. He’d been rooting for the dead on that one – as unpleasant as they were, it would have been much easier to get into the ivy-covered office building past a horde of zombies than a force of the Fey. Not getting into that building, of course, was largely out of the question; he’d spent most of the morning watching elves, satyrs and werewolves bustling in and out of it, as well as dragging several unconscious humans inside. He’d heard a few rumors about the way the Fey treated their prisoners, and it wasn’t a fate he intended to leave anyone to. Still, mounting that rescue operation was going to be an almighty hassle.

Taking on the elves in three-on-one hand to hand combat was, of course, completely suicide; he wasn’t sure he could handle even one of them in a straight up fight, and the numbers made it completely impossible. Trying to sneak into the building was equally stupid. It was generally accepted by the other club members that he’d spoken to that elves possessed some sort of super senses, and even if he did manage it, he’d be alone in a building full of fey without any plan or exit strategy. That left him with only two options he could think of – find help, or cause a distraction.

Charlie rose into a crouch, making sure to stay out of sight of the street below, and pulled a can of blue spray paint from his pack. Working quickly, he marked the floor with a broad I and an arrow pointing towards the building down the street – the club marker for ‘important’. He stowed the paint, pulled his axe out in its place, and set off towards the stairway that would lead him back down to street level, hoping against hope for a miracle.

The Survivor's Club (High Casual)

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Accepted!

Okay guys, I have the next two days off work, so I'm going to attempt to post the IC intro some time in there. If you're still working on your CS, that's fine, just finish it when you can and hop in when you do.