I am very small, thank you. I love drawing and writing, mostly fantasy and post apocalyptic stuff. I'm in every fandom pretty much, Anime, cartoons, T.V shows, web comics, video games, just everything.
Sorry I've been out life hit me like a brick wall :| Anyway I will time skip for sure on thursday. Sorry I don't think I'll have time to post again until then :/
I might just draw Mike traditionally instead of digitally :0!
Oliver nodded as mike talked about his kitten. His own pet was perched quite contently on his shoulder.
"She's twenty I think." He answered, shrugging much to her discontent. "My, um, my dad got her back in America." Ruffling his hair he moved on. "Anyway, she acts just like an owl, it's too bad she doesn't get along with them."
A few more Hufflepuffs came through the barrel entrance, giggling about something the middle girl had said. It was the girl who was talking about frogs before, and several first years. They all took seats around one of the hearths and she began telling them about the school.
"We should probably go check on Mercy. he said with a nod toward the dorm room.
Inside the round door was the boys dorm. Patchwork quilt covered beds lay neatly along the wall, trunks sitting at the foot as one would expect them to be. candles flickered in the windows high on the walls, casting honey colored light, just enough to see.
Oliver grinned at the mention of Mike's kitten. Everyone having a pet was another great perk of hogwarts.
Leading the way through the many corridors of the old castle, Oliver made his way with mike down to the Hufflepuff common room. His own pet, Van, would likely be waiting at one of the windows. She had never gotten along with the owls very well.
The hallway leading to the Hufflepuff commons was barren as always. At the seemingly dead end stood piles of barrels, all stacked neatly. The secret to the entrance hadn't changed in the 8 years Oliver had been going, and he doubted it had ever changed before or that it ever would. Tapping "Helga Hufflepuff" he allowed both himself and Mike inside. "After you," he chimed, following Mike in.
The bronze pots with plants and floating candles of the room where just as they'd been left. Only a blackbird tapping on the window set off the scene. Singing contently he thought to himself "home at last." Holding back laughter he flicked out his wand, opening the window. The black bird flew in, fluttering and lighting on Oliver's shoulder. The window shut on it's own.
"did she grow any since you got her?" Oliver asked about the kitten.
NAME: Copper Mathew Bullurd GENDER: male SEXUALITY: Bisexual AGE: 18 years PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: A constant 'strong' but stoic expression makes Copper seem permanently in deep thought, perhaps befitting of his character. he isn't particularly tall or athletic looking, 5'10 with no noticeable muscle. His light brown hair curls slightly, especially when the humidity is higher. His eyes float between a deep green and light grey, more often then not depending on the day rather than any particular emotion he might be feeling.
Personal
PERSONALITY: An intellectual mind that's overactive; a tormented soul
While he is very bright many times this leads to over thinking and then worrying to much about things that don't happen. He cares about people a lot. He's the hero type who wants to save everyone. Between trying to be the best leader and trying to work through his own problems he builds up quite a bit of stress. To deal with this he 'puts on a brave face' and 'deals with it', in other words he internalizes it along with anything else that goes wrong. He gets worked up about the really little things due to his 'staying strong' with the big things. HISTORY: An unremarkable journey
Eve since a very young age it had been clear that Copper was not like other children. Of course that's a parents take on their child regardless of merit or circumstance. In this case the point was only proved further.
Copper was an only child for most of his youth, just him and his mom. A life made up as they went along. His mom had a fair job, but a long one. A nurse's job is never done. He tried his best to ensure that she had nothing to worry about from him. He kept good grades and was never in trouble. All in all the kind of kid that is expected to be quiet and do well. It was a role he filled perfectly.
Middle school marked a big change in his life as well as everyone else's. It was the start of The war and the end of humanity though nobody knew it yet. It was when mom told him she was going to have another baby. It's a moment he'll never forget.
10:20 AM, Math. Everyone was struggling through times tables and division all along with god damn letters in math. The principle comes in, she looks frantic, or scared perhaps. Everyone is working on a math packet, only he is finished. With no friends he listens in. Its an attack on the capital, somethings crashed on the reflection pool in front of the Washington monument. The math teacher turns on the tv to the news channel. Nobody does anymore work that day.
It was all downhill from their. Sure it started out normal. Everyone went back to school, everyone tried to live.
The war shook things up though. Big cities evacuated, little cities evacuated, communities broke up. Bombs and explosions every where and the death toll just kept climbing. Mom's last gift was a recorder. That was the last time she came back. "Don't use it until your birthday" she said. "I need to go rest, be good kiddo" she said. "sleep tight" she said, "see you tomorrow".The next day she was gone without a trace.
QUIRK(s): -makes audio "logs" (it's a diary) -always has a pencil and some paper on hand(in a pocket) -Eves drops -has a tendency to talk to himself
Mentality
FEAR(s): He's terrified of ghosts, even though it's silly and there are real horrors about. Losing the people he loves doesn't come up as often but still permeates his thoughts, despite already having lost many, many people it still kills him on the inside to watch people die. His nights are plagued with nightmares. He is constantly worrying. TALENT(s): Between undying persistence and a passion for science he's managed to stay alive and perhaps know more about the horrors than most. He is good a planning ahead. WEAKNESS(es): Besides the fact that he's not physically strong, the whole losing his family has kinda screwed him up big time. He'll do almost anything to keep the few he's got left with him. He often has nightmares about losing people and the day the horrors came. He isn't very good at conveying himself either, all in all not a very good leader. POWER: The ability to talk to the dead, they don't just talk about what he wants though. Often the dead are extremely morbid and beg to be helped even though they are already dead. Additionally they don't stop talking just because Copper doesn't want to hear them. They never stop.
Other
EXTRA: He whatched his sister fall apart mentally before she simply walked off. He couldn't stop her. He couldn't save her.
Welcome to the end, haha. Man, when they came 5 years ago nobody expected this to happen, but hell, here we are anyway. They came. They saw. And they concurred. We put up a good fight I guess, 5 years of a good fight. They just had the upper hand. Its not like they care if we nuke our own planet. heh, it's almost funny that we're even still trying...Lemme tell you all a secrete, I used to think aliens were cool. Wow. Okay ignore that part. Look.. The only ones left are those who have banded together and hid themselves away. We, me and my lil sis, don't know where the rest of everyone is, but they're not here anymore. It's probably best to just assume them dead and move on. You can't hardly look at the horrors without half going insane anyway. If you find this, help us. Help us or if we're dead help yourself and get out of here. We've gotta move on now. Uhh, peace out?
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Day 67
Hey dudes, me again, I bet you're getting bored with these stupid tapes by now right?... Yeah me to..Anyway I found people today, real alive people. Bee and me are ganna chill here, I think it'll work out pretty good. I mean it's kinda in the sewer and they eat rats but hey it's food! There are other kids here, and adults. People know what they're doing. They're brave and, maybe..maybe things will work out. Hey, look if your lost and listening to this, know it's going to be fine. Maybe the world is hell but little places like this, well, they make things seem okay again. I can name like 20 people right now who are defiantly alive! That's so much more than 2.
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Day 731
Its been exactly 2 years since I started keeping these logs, 2 years since the last of the army disbanded. I'll admit it's been hell but me and the gang have made it work. The horrors are everywhere now and there are no more stranglers. We hide. We survive. If we didn't we'd be dead.... We've lost some good people already... If you see one, set the fucker on fire. You're a dead man standing anyway. Anyway, I better get going, the gang needs me.
Rules
Be respectful This one is easy. remember "If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all".
Have fun That's the whole point of rping! if you have an idea post it in the ooc and i can make it happen! If you want to leave let us know if you cant/don't want to stay in this rp, please don't just disappear!
PG Basically just keep it safe to read, If you have triggers you want me to add to the list pm me -Keep your characters clothes on, kissing is fine, fade out and move that to a pm or whatever, guild rules. -No excessive gore please, everyone gets beat up but there's no reason to have guts literally spilling out of the body(unless you're dead but the goal is to not die!) -No excessive swearing, everyone drops the f-bomb every now and again but really this is a high-casual rp so maybe try to broaden your vocabulary (at least in the ooc)
Posting Try to post every few days, If you post less thats okay, more is good too. Try to have two paragraphs, no one liners. Don't double post. Try to have two posts between your posts. Dialog should be colored.
Characters We are going to be 15-18 year old normal teens. basically just don't be OP.
Character sheet
(also choose a color and use it!!)
[center][img]Your character here, real life images only[/img] [b]Character information[/b]
NAME:(First middle last) GENDER: SEXUALITY: AGE:(15-18) PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: in words
[b]Personal[/b]
PERSONALITY:(8 sentence minimum) HISTORY:(8 sentence minimum) QUIRK(s): what weird thing do you do
[b]Mentality[/b]
FEAR(s): TALENT(s): WEAKNESS(es): POWER: if you got one what would it be? make sure to have a steep downfall to it(can teleport but must break a finger to do so)
[b]Other[/b]
EXTRA:[/center]
The Story So Far
The characters find themselves to be the last of the survivors in the warehouse after the disappearance of three unnamed figures who were out on a supply run. Copper, now the leader due to being the oldest, decides to go to the near-by walmart the following day as the kids still need food. As a precaution everyone needs to get a weapon for the piles of junk lying about.
[center]I am very small, thank you. I love drawing and writing, mostly fantasy and post apocalyptic stuff.
I'm in every fandom pretty much, Anime, cartoons, T.V shows, web comics, video games, just everything.
[img]http://i.imgur.com/2NPHBGq.gif[/img]
[url]http://the-classpet.tumblr.com/[/url]-Good tumblr vibes @my tumblr, yes you can follow
[url]https://www.tumblr.com/blog/classayburddraws[/url]-I draw!!!sometimes... ://[/center]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center">I am very small, thank you. I love drawing and writing, mostly fantasy and post apocalyptic stuff.<br>I'm in every fandom pretty much, Anime, cartoons, T.V shows, web comics, video games, just everything.<br><br><img src="http://i.imgur.com/2NPHBGq.gif" /><br><a rel="nofollow" href="http://the-classpet.tumblr.com/">http://the-classpet.tumblr.com/</a>-Good tumblr vibes @my tumblr, yes you can follow<br><a rel="nofollow" href="https://www.tumblr.com/blog/classayburddraws">https://www.tumblr.com/blog/classayburddraws</a>-I draw!!!sometimes... ://</div></div>
