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Need Roleplay images? (Character art, mythical creatures, scenery) Go to thread roleplayerguild.com/topics/9..
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Brinley listened carefully to the conversation. Copper had talked about the scouting team going missing.She was in disbelief. These days, it was so easy to be "gone." It used to be that people would assume you would come back or escape from what ever caught you, but now, a slight change in schedule is a almost certain indicator that something has gone wrong.
"You shouldn't assume that they just died, they probably got stuck somewhere. We should wait and see if they come back." Brinley knew that was a lie. They weren't going to comeback. People don't just go missing anymore, they die. It was now just a matter of time before the rest of the camp would be wiped out. Brinely walked out of her room wearing a pair of jeans and a thin jacket. Her shoes were stained with shades of black and her hair still frizzed up.
Just noticed my green shade changed xD I will sitck to the one in the CS for now on
May have to delay CS sheet, tryna get a feel of others CS's
CS is on its way
Waiting for reply, I wanna get some roleplaying out soon
Will pm a cs by tonight

Sorry for delay
Ill pm a cs by tonight
Brinley was laying in bed when she heard the door open to the basement. The sound was a skidding along the concrete base. A familiar voice called out, barley enough to wake up anybody. Brinley sat up and stared around. Her room was a mess, full of scrap papers found in abandoned office buildings, and clothing meant to be tucked away neatly. Brinley had stayed up late last night attempting to fix a broken gas stove. She was wearing a gray T-Shirt and a pair of sweatpants, as usual. She almost never wore her best clothes, as she was afraid it would be ruined while she was doing repair runs.

Who ever came back must of been out, it could of been one of the supply runners. She poked her head out of her "room," which was made from cardboard box walls and a cloth as the door way. "Glad your back." Brinley glanced at the figure. It was Copper, one of the shelter members. "Did you go on a scouting trip?" Brinley stumbled back into her room, still listening. She slipped a pair of sneakers on and tied her hair back. She was prepared for another day of repairs, fixing random stuff around the shelter.

CS will be up by tomorrow
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