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Copper breathed a sigh of relief, everyone seemed okay.

@Banana
Valix was the first one he saw, her quick sign language hard to make out, especially in the dark. If she had signed at him 5 years ago he'd know exactly what she'd said. He'd done several projects in middle school about sign langauge. Now most of it was forgotten, the stress from trying to stay alive did that. he made out the "happy to see him" part and the "not" near the end.

@kkbird123@MissCapnCrunch
Brinley and Sharlene followed shortly after, each one alive and well. "Glad your back." Brinley said before questioning, "Did you go on a scouting trip?"

"I'm glad to see all of you too," Copper said earnestly "Nah just a quick look around from the roof Brin. It looks really bad out there...But i think they're heading east, so maybe tomorrow we can all go check out the walmart for supplies. Uhmm bad news though, the supply run from this morning never came back. It's just us now." With a frown he looked over to Sharlene.

She was probably most fit to be second in command, maybe even the leader really. Alas up until this point everyone had just let the oldest be leader, and he was the oldest. "so, uhh." he turned back to the rest of the group, "I guess i'm the leader now, and Sharlene's the second oldest so she's second in command. But. uhm. Yeah we should all probably see if we can't salvage any sort of weapons from the abandoned rooms and be ready to leave early tomorrow."

He concluded his 'speech', hoping he hadn't bummed everyone out to terribly much with the news of their loss of three more people. They needed to keep their spirits high now more than ever if they where going to survive this. Everyone deserved a better leader and a good life, for now he'd just have to make do.

Moving past everyone he made his way to one of the older storage rooms. It was filled with every manner of junk: baseball bats, hand held drills, pipes, bits of wire, even a few planks of wood. There were never any actual weapons like guns or swords in the building, or to Copper's knowledge anywhere near by. The odds and ends would be fine, they were just in case the kids ran into trouble anyway, there was no telling if they actually would need them. "Better safe than sorry though," he whispered to himself, confiding in the room his worries.

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I'm interested too if there's still room :>

Homestuck is a thing again???

Is anyone interested in doing a SBURB session like the one in homestuck?
We could do trolls or kids, it's up to those who want to do this!

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@Queentze
Are you still around :>

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I got the post up, if everyone could have their character doing whatever they think their character would do that'd be great!

It's a big ware house so i didn't get to describe it all but it has 2 floors and the roof of course:
the roof is a big open flat one with a ton of dirt on the top the parents managed to plant some food up their but only a little bit of it is usable at the moment, mostly it's just weeds and a few tomatoes.

The first floor is a big open reception area with a front desk and what not, imagine a gas station store but with boxes and moving supplies instead of other stuff. This is where the bathroom and "kitchen" is if anyone's wondering. The kitchen is the old employee area with a coffee pot a microwave and a fridge.
There are also outside storage areas that are not in use right now, it's more dangerous to live above ground and they are closed.

The basement is like a storage facility with lots of little "rooms" this is where we live. Rooms can pretty much have whatever you can imagine coming from walmart.

if you've got any questions i'd be happy to answer them here in the ooc :>!!

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Day 731

Dark clouds hung low in the sky, casting shadows across the already darkening ground. It was sun set already, though it seemed the day had been cut a few hours short. The green lights were already creeping out from between the distant houses and trees, the only sign of life left in the emptying world. It was not the life of human, but the tell tale signs of the horrors that lurked just outside the camp.

From the roof you could see everything that happened during the day and night before. The lurking beasts collapsed whole buildings if they wanted, or else catch them on fire. The city was a wreck at any rate.

Climbing back down the stairs Copper looked around for his gang, temporarily fearful that they'd all somehow died in the few minuets he was away. "Unlikely" he reminded himself out loud. "everyone's just fine, they're just in the basement. Safe."

At the bottom of the stair was the basement door, just where it belonged. Taking a deep breath he calmed himself, slowing his heart rate, and pried open the door. The creaking was unbearably loud, it was a miracle they were still alive. At any rate the room was exactly as it had been left. Orange garage like doors lines the long hallway, a few open and spilling light into the hallway. This was where he'd lived for a year and a half. All that time ago each storage box had been inhabitable, a person or two calling each one their home. only 5 where left now. The last of the survivors.

"Sharlene, Steve, you two here? Everyone, is everyone okay?" he said, his voice echoing down the vacant hall. People stayed in there room a lot. He'd only gone out to ensure their security and to see the sun set, never having set foot outside at any other time. It was dangerous to be out for to long.

@kkbird123@Banana@Queentze@MissCapnCrunch

Hogwarts; A new story

I did it (:D!!
Hopefully it's clear which class you should go to you can sit down and wait for class to start or if your in slytherin or raven claw you can talk to cuningham :>

Hogwarts; A new story

Oliver Rivers

@Ceta de Cloyes

As he entered the room Oliver pulled off his backpack. Tapping it with his wand it unzipped, immediately spewing books, potions materials, clothes and other miscellaneous objects everywhere. Frantically he tapped it again a startled "Finite" accompanying the motion. It was a mirical that he'd managed the expansion charm in the first place, trying to magic all of the contents back out was probably not his best move. Charms hadn't been he's best class but he was by not means bad at it, these particular spells just happened to be fit for wizards more practiced than he.

Slightly irritated he waved his wand at the mess. Each object shuddered and one by one they began scooting or hopping to their proper location: The clothes scooting to the chest at the foot of the bed, the books to the bed side along with a lamp and a picture frame until at last everything was in its proper place. The raven on his should cooed in apparent disgust, though it could also be taken as a tired coo, and fluttered over to the bed. Eyeing the kitten she settled on the end of the bed. Tossing his back pack towards the bed Oliver turned his attention to Mercy with a sigh. Unpacking was hard work he thought as he sat on the floor.

Petting Mercy he looked back up at Mike with a stupid grin. "He really is a great cat. As far as cats go anyway." Realizing he probably was staring he looked back down to the cat, then to his watch. It looked like a little past midnight, though it was always hard to tell later at night the exact time. "any way it's getting kind of late. I aught to get to bed, I'll need to get up early to unpack the rest of my stuff and be ready for DADA in the morning."

Awkward and rushed he got in the bed under several of the thick quilts.

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Defense Against the Dark Arts: Professor Quinton Bellfree

Hufflepuff and Griffondor
In the new defense against the dark arts room there were windows. Only the upperclassmen remember it being in the dungeon, though they often retell the stories to frighten the first years. As a matter of fact it was by no mysterious means or circumstances that it came to be in the second floor of the left-wing are quite boorish. The reason was simply Professor Bellfree disliked the damp coldness of the basement.

Aside from the normal set up tapestries of magical victories over any number of creatures or in a few cases other wizards hung about the walls. Red and gold curtains hung over the window and the only light came from bright bulbs floating about in mid air. Not that anything unusual necessarily meant that the lesson would be any good, it just meant that the students would likely be on their feet.

The lesson was scrawled across the black board seeming to actually be a planned one, including summoning distractions and expelling them. There was still a chance that any curious student could keep Bellfree off topic for the entire time if they wanted to.

Oliver sat at a desk near the back writing as quickly as he could in attempt to finish summer homework for several of his other classes.

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Potions: Professor Albert Cunningham

Ravenclaw and Slytherin
The potions room was tidy as always, books along one wall and potions ingredients along the other. The room was tall and bright, offering an pleasant place with a kitchen feeling to brew in. Professor Cunningham stood at the front of his room, a potion brewing in front of him as well as several odd ingredients organized across his desk. As ussual he would have the students be making a potion on the first day, and in tradition give a much nicer dose of a diffrent more desired potion to the student who could craft the best potion.

This years student would have to make a blood replenishing poyionl, or at least the recipe for it was on each desk. A cage or rats that looked sickly would lead one to believe that their potions would be tested on the creatures for effectiveness, archaic but sensical.

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I will get you something tomorrow guys it's really late and I'm very tired :)
I'll get it up after school, thank you so much for your patience everyone!

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Okay once we get 4 people I'll start this!
(so like one more person)