czechmate46
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Seasoned roleplayer mostly interested in 1x1 roleplays with mature themes and ideas.
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Interests:
History (ancient European history, pre-Christian Europe, Medieval times, American settlement & westward expansion, American Civil War, modern history such as the Roaring 20's, Great Depression era, civil rights movement & Vietnam War)
Paganism (Northern European)
Philosophy (Nietzsche, Marcus Aurelius, Sartre, Kierkegaard)
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Media Interests:
Music (Pink Floyd, Moody Blues, Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath, The Beatles, Steppenwolf)
Video Games (Red Dead Redemption I & II, Skyrim/Elder Scrolls universe)
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Interests:
History (ancient European history, pre-Christian Europe, Medieval times, American settlement & westward expansion, American Civil War, modern history such as the Roaring 20's, Great Depression era, civil rights movement & Vietnam War)
Paganism (Northern European)
Philosophy (Nietzsche, Marcus Aurelius, Sartre, Kierkegaard)
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Media Interests:
Music (Pink Floyd, Moody Blues, Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath, The Beatles, Steppenwolf)
Video Games (Red Dead Redemption I & II, Skyrim/Elder Scrolls universe)
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"Just hold on. We can handle this," Carline tried to sooth Ben. Sure it was traumatic, but she wasn't even sure if she could accept it as being real. She was just working with what she had, in case this wasn't a dream.
She then turned to Gretchen. "I have a hand gun in the glove compartment of my car and I have a blade," she told her. However she wasn't sure if either of those would have any sort of effect on the monster. "We can make a torch. All we need is a thick piece of wood, rope, and some gasoline."
She then turned to Gretchen. "I have a hand gun in the glove compartment of my car and I have a blade," she told her. However she wasn't sure if either of those would have any sort of effect on the monster. "We can make a torch. All we need is a thick piece of wood, rope, and some gasoline."
Name: Florence Kelowna
Age: 23
Gender: female
Role: member
Appearance:
Personality: Florence is a very practical and realistic woman. She knows her boundaries as a woman, considering the time period, and she doesn't count on things that are unlikely to happen. However, this does not stop her from mixing in at saloons and having a knack for firearms. As a dance hall girl, she could be considered a woman living in a man's world (wink wink nudge nudge), but does not use it to her advantage. She can be very independent but also works well in groups. She is usually helpful and has a good sense of humor.
Bio: Florence was born in the region of Gaptooth Ridge, to a miner father and a housewife mother. She did not see her father much, as he lived at the mine and only visited when he could, which resulted her in having to live in a very small cabin with her mother and younger brother. Her mother was a religious nut, claiming the bible gave her the right to beat her children and torture them in various ways. Both Florence and her brother did not go to school, as their mother did not let them out of the house much, aside from chores and sending them into town to get needed items. When Florence was fifteen, her mother beat her brother to death, which compelled her to run away from home. She had little money and no schooling, which forced her to go into prostitution in Thieve's Landing.After turning eighteen, Florence learned that she could work as a dance hall girl and make more money. She started working as a dance hall girl in Armadillo. When she was twenty, she married a man who was a regular at the saloon and had taken a specific liking to her (this happened often with dance hall girls).
Occupation before the apocalypse: Dance hall girl (not to be confused with prostitute. Dance hall girls were employed at saloons to keep the men company and to attract their attention to keep them at the saloon longer, spending more money on gambling and drinks. Dance hall girls did not sleep with the men at the saloon in exchange for money).
Weapons: Double action revolver and knife
Horse: American standard
Strengths: skilled at shooting and keeping calm during chaotic situations
Other info:Her husband may or may not be in the RP, as I have someone who may join later and will RP as the husband
Age: 23
Gender: female
Role: member
Appearance:
Personality: Florence is a very practical and realistic woman. She knows her boundaries as a woman, considering the time period, and she doesn't count on things that are unlikely to happen. However, this does not stop her from mixing in at saloons and having a knack for firearms. As a dance hall girl, she could be considered a woman living in a man's world (wink wink nudge nudge), but does not use it to her advantage. She can be very independent but also works well in groups. She is usually helpful and has a good sense of humor.
Bio: Florence was born in the region of Gaptooth Ridge, to a miner father and a housewife mother. She did not see her father much, as he lived at the mine and only visited when he could, which resulted her in having to live in a very small cabin with her mother and younger brother. Her mother was a religious nut, claiming the bible gave her the right to beat her children and torture them in various ways. Both Florence and her brother did not go to school, as their mother did not let them out of the house much, aside from chores and sending them into town to get needed items. When Florence was fifteen, her mother beat her brother to death, which compelled her to run away from home. She had little money and no schooling, which forced her to go into prostitution in Thieve's Landing.After turning eighteen, Florence learned that she could work as a dance hall girl and make more money. She started working as a dance hall girl in Armadillo. When she was twenty, she married a man who was a regular at the saloon and had taken a specific liking to her (this happened often with dance hall girls).
Occupation before the apocalypse: Dance hall girl (not to be confused with prostitute. Dance hall girls were employed at saloons to keep the men company and to attract their attention to keep them at the saloon longer, spending more money on gambling and drinks. Dance hall girls did not sleep with the men at the saloon in exchange for money).
Weapons: Double action revolver and knife
Horse: American standard
Strengths: skilled at shooting and keeping calm during chaotic situations
Other info:Her husband may or may not be in the RP, as I have someone who may join later and will RP as the husband
Alright I'll just wait inside the room until you cme back Zmerr
Caroline watched in horror and disbelief as Ana was dragged away by that hideous monster. She couldn't believe her eyes. She had never seen anything like it, and while the others were wanting to save her, her selfish instincts kicked in and she found herself wanting to just flee. But she couldn't,could she? Not if she didn't want these campers to know who she really was.
"We can't just blindly hunt that thing down," Caroline began, surprisingly calm with her tone of voice. "If we do end up tracking it down we need to be prepared."
"We can't just blindly hunt that thing down," Caroline began, surprisingly calm with her tone of voice. "If we do end up tracking it down we need to be prepared."
"Great!" Bobby yelled back to her, making sure she kept a firm grasp on the end of the cable. "Bring it all. Do you see any other equipment like knives or pliers or anything?" The knives would be for hunting or cutting off pieces of clothing, should they need to. Or even amputations. Who knew what condition others were in. The pliers would be for pulling out obscure objects, should they be immersed in one's body,
Gah I missed a bunch of stuff and now I don't know where to jump back in.
Revans Exile said
Man this is so fast you can't even see it moving.
It's going to be fast pace once we have enough people to start. The gathering stage is always slow, it's inevitable. I was thinking we'd start this on Thursday or Friday, depending on the amount of people we have by then.
"Jesus!" Caroline exclaimed jumping from her seat at the fire and taking multiple shuffled steps back wards. The hideous creature before her was not moving - it was simply staring at the group without making a single action. Slowly, Caroline felt around for the knife she had in her back pocket. Of course, with her luck, it wasn't there and was most likely in her bag. "Nobody move," she muttered under her breath.
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