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To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

booksmusicanime said
All people who posted a CS sheet are accepted and I'LL GO START THE RP!!!

booksmusicanime said
((I didn't accept you now sign up or OFF THE THREAD!))

So am I not accepted? I'm confused.

To Survive the End CS Bin (Free Roleplay)

First Name:
Denise
Middle Name:
Yelisa
Last Name:
Ortiz
Nickname:
Denny!
Gender:
Female
Age:
11
Birthday:
June 5th
Height:
4'8''
Weight:
60lb
Personality:
Denise Yelisa Ortiz, is strongly independent and mature, often dealing with issues on her own. She's a very hard worker and pays attention. She understands the situation that has started happening and doesn't want to whine about it. She believes that crying over this will just make you seem like a weakling. She doesn't want to bother those around her with her whining. Denise is a reserved girl who barely talks. She wont open up to you until you show her you're worth it. Unless she has a small crush on you.
Bio:
Denise lives in a middle class life style. Her parents were working very hard especially her father. He was a cop and always protected their families from harm. They were a loving family and Denise always helped out in the house. To put it in better words, she helped do the chores. Her mother worked at a day care. They were all reaching to be in a high class life style. They promised Denise that when they had a whole bunch of money, they'd be able to take her to an amusement park when it's her birthday. Well, that day never came.
Weapons:
Crowbar; small Pistol gun(got it from her dad's drawer); baseball bat
Skills:
Denise is good at fitting into small tight spaces. She's also a good runner and can easily hide. She was in a karate for a while so she knows a bit of hand to hand combat.
Strengths:
Speed; intelligent;
Weaknesses:
Trusting people to much; Losing someone dear to her; being abandoned
Outfit:

Outfit

Other:
Woof!

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

Denise folded up her sleeve as she looked up at the sun. Her baseball in hand as her other weapons were cooped up inside her small backpack. She tightly gripped on her backpack as she squinted her eyes. She was looking straight ahead, noticing more creatures coming ahead. Denise sighed as she dashed into an alley and crouched down. Delighted to see no more of those idiots chasing her. She rested her eyes as she leaned her head back. She closed her eyes only to hear moans from the undead. Just then, a scream echoed through the streets. "Ah!" Denise muffled, looking startled. She sighed, clutching her chest tightly. Denise looked up. She imagined her beautiful mother's golden hair slowly slipping off of her shoulder. The glint of her blue, round eyes as she wrinkled her nose. Her slender fingers, gingerly reaching out for Denise while her eyes smiled ever so softly. Denise smiled back and slowly came to the realization that her mother's expression soon changed into an agonized one. Tears slowly rolled off of her checks. No. I'm sorry mother.. Denise shook her head and looked away. She didn't want to see her own mother crying; once was enough. Carefully, Denise turned her head back, facing the ceiling once again. Her mother wasn't there anymore. Denise covered her face, suddenly wondering when was the last time that she prayed.

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

ARE YOU JEALOUS
I know you're jealous

Prison Life

"Woah. Heh, you're older than me." Sayu smiled and then quickly announced. "Don't worry, Himori I'll protect you from harm!" Sayu pounded her chest lightly, proud of her statement. Fawning over her amazing skills, Himori blurted out, "And I bet killing your family was the right thing, did they abuse you?"
Sayu paused for a while. She slowly turned around and shook her head. "No. I killed them out of jealousy. I'll tell you a little story. My parents came home with a new child, whom hated me. For some odd reason. Ha. Anyways, I was always the center of attention and I guess greed ate me alive. Cause, I killed my little sister and my parents. I couldn't stand them, especially Abby. My little sis."

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

First Name:
Denise
Middle Name:
Yelisa
Last Name:
Ortiz
Nickname:
Denny!
Gender:
Female
Age:
11
Birthday:
June 5th
Height:
4'8''
Weight:
60lb
Personality:
Denise Yelisa Ortiz, is strongly independent and mature, often dealing with issues on her own. She's a very hard worker and pays attention. She understands the situation that has started happening and doesn't want to whine about it. She believes that crying over this will just make you seem like a weakling. She doesn't want to bother those around her with her whining. Denise is a reserved girl who barely talks. She wont open up to you until you show her you're worth it. Unless she has a small crush on you.
Bio:
Denise lives in a middle class life style. Her parents were working very hard especially her father. He was a cop and always protected their families from harm. They were a loving family and Denise always helped out in the house. To put it in better words, she helped do the chores. Her mother worked at a day care. They were all reaching to be in a high class life style. They promised Denise that when they had a whole bunch of money, they'd be able to take her to an amusement park when it's her birthday. Well, that day never came.
Weapons:
Crowbar; small Pistol gun(got it from her dad's drawer); baseball bat
Skills:
Denise is good at fitting into small tight spaces. She's also a good runner and can easily hide. She was in a karate for a while so she knows a bit of hand to hand combat.
Strengths:
Speed; intelligent;
Weaknesses:
Trusting people to much; Losing someone dear to her; being abandoned
Outfit:

Outfit

Other:
Woof!

Prison Life

Sayu blinked a few times and then nodded. Trying to process what the young lady told her. "H-How old are you?" Sayu asked, clasping her hands together and smiling, awkwardly. "Also, if you don't mind. Why do they call you Succubus? And why are you afraid of being touched?" Sayu asked with a monotone voice. After the girl introduced herself, Sayu eyes widen. "Right! I forgot my manners. I'm Sayu~ It's a pleasure to meet you."

Prison Life

Sayu looked up at the girl who had randomly talked to her. Sayu shook her head, tilting her head sideways and smiled. "I killed my family. No body framed me. I did it because I felt like it." She coldly responded. She sighed and continued, "sorry about your lost." Sayu looked at the empty seat next to her then back at the girl. She patted the seat next to her, inviting her to sit down. "Sorry for responding so coldly. I was just annoyed at something. You can sit next to me though." Sayu said crossing her arms and looking straight ahead.

Prison Life

Sayu lifted both her arms in front of the guards, gesturing them to take it off. The guard unlocked her handcuff and shoved her away. Her silver hair trailed behind her as she decided to sit down. This time, she wasn't sitting next to anyone. She was making sure. Sayu looked down at her palm, slowly rubbing it. Picturing how her parents paid more attention to Abby. Sayu looked down at her food, a bit disgusted. "Urgh." She moaned, pushing her tray away. "I'm not hungry anyways.." She mumbled, crossing her arms and scanned her surroundings.

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Poppy entered the bathroom, still oblivious of what was happening around her. She finished her business and looked at her own reflection. She stroked her check and perversely smiled. "I'm so beautiful." She planted both her hands on her hips, nodding, proud of what she mentioned. But suddenly came upon the realization of her grave mistake. She brought her palms to her cheek, making a loud 'splat sound upon contact."I just sinned!" She yelped, disturbed by the idea. "Oh, forgive me my sins, o' lord." She closed her eyes a few seconds until she was satisfied with her reflection and opened them. Poppy scanned her surroundings, disgusted once again. "Jesus Christ." Rude words were written around the walls, the floor was dirty, and the sink barely worked. At her house, the bathroom was neat and beautiful. Not a hint of dirt. That was her job, cleaning the bathroom.

"Oh right! Class." Poppy shook her hand, allowing the air to dry her hands. She took a step outside, from the corner of her eye, she saw the teachers again. This time, it didn't go as great. Poppy eye's widen as she ran towards the closet window. "Dear Lord.." The man they had been fighting with had seemed to bite one of the teachers neck. Poppy cringed at the feeling. "She needs help!" Poppy cried out, watching as more teachers got injured. Before she knew it, that same teacher, began eating one of Poppy's English teacher. Poppy couldn't believe her eyes. "Is she dead...?" Of course not! You just saw her come back to life! Poppy took a small step back, frightened by what had happened. Demons! Is it because I had sinned?! Not having time to process the situation, Poppy ran away. She wasn't quite sure where to go but she had to somehow warn the other students, right?