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I do not really know what to write on these things, so I will keep it as straight to the point as possible...

Yeah, right.

A few things about me...

No one should give me a computer or pen/paper when I am tired or I may be very well tempted to conjure up some crazy ideas of world domination. The writer's imagination is the most deadliest weapon in the world, especially when armed with a pen.

I have only really had two ambitions in life: joining the Marine Corps and becoming an author. Unfortunately, I didn't receive the honor of joining the marines due to...complications. I wanted to become an MP WDH for explosives detection or a Blackhawk helicopter pilot (that would have been an army career path, though). The only thing that prevented me from joining was wanting to follow my main career path...being a writer. If I had enlisted, I would have never had the time to write and writing for me is almost as important as breathing.

I do not believe I am in the categories as Anee Rice or Dean Koontz when it comes to writing, but I believe I am fairly decent at it when I put my mind to it and I would love nothing more than to have the opportunity to be published to share my literature with the world. In my writings, I try to speak to all crowds under an array of different circumstances and get inside their heads. As I am planning out my characters, I always remember there are two sides of a story behind an individual: the part that others see and think of said individual and the person's true intentions. For example, a school bully may only be believed to like the pain he inflicts upon others due to the thrill of being the bigger and stronger person, but in actuality that isn't the case at all because he lived in a home where he was taught to believe that violence is the key to earning respect to earn a place in society. That may have been a poor example (as it is two in the morning and the neurons in my brain are beginning to shut down), but the moral of my story is never judging a book by its cover and to read into it in order to understand someone before blindly judging. I try to speak to both crowds in the situation to attempt shining a light on their perspectives so they can grasp a better meaning of one another. I do not think I can change the world, but if I can open the eyes of even one individual then I feel I have done my part.

Are you still reading this hoopla? If so, you deserve a cookie! Now that I got all that out of my system, then allow me to shine light on the reason why I am here...to roleplay! Here are a few of my topics of interest...

I love anime. Plain and simple. Though I wouldn't go as far to take on the title of "otaku," as I am very picky with what I watch. I have to like the art style, cannot keep with subtitled shows, and very rarely do I enjoy an actual manga. (Naruto is my favorite anime, but what the hell were those artists on when writing those action scenes in the manga???)

-Would not mind a good Naruto RP...have done a few in the distant past and quite enjoyed them.

-IDK why but I have wanted to to an Ouran High School Host Club RP centered around the Hitachiin twins where one of them has cancer and is dying, so the crew helps them achieve their dream bucket list before kicking the bucket. If there are any takers, let me know in PM.

-Those are about the only two anime RPs I really feel up to doing. Perhaps Bleach? (Though I lost track after season 3). Future Diaries? And original Death Note RP with original characters.

-Pirates...
-Apocalyptic/post-apocalyptic themes...
-Angels and demons, judgement day...
-Aliens meets ancient astronaut theory...
-Gladiator-type games...
-Anything supernatural...
-Zombie invasion...
-Alien invasion...

-And I am not exactly sure why, but I love the (sad) beauty in dramatic tragedies and character deaths...
-I must admit...huge yaoi fan (boy x boy love). Do not like yuri (girl x girl love)...unless that girls name is Jennifer. FREAKING. Lawrence. Just sayin'...
-If it has a good plot, I will most likely like it...as long as it has strong character developments...

Are you still reading this? Then you deserve every cookie and cake in Georgy Porgy's bakery! I will get that order sent in right away!

*This message has been brought to you by the maniacal musings of the tired and sleep-deprived.*

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"You must be high, Leith, because I am as much of an angel now as I was as a kid," Kaye said, crossing her arms over her chest.

"You must have been bitch incarnate back then, too, because you're not angel," Raider murmured under his breath, mostly to himself.

"Hey, I heard that, you little shit!" She glared in his direction. "Let's leave him here, Leith. I can show him just how much of a bitch I can really be." She grabbed Leith's arm and started walking off, dragging him behind her.

Raider bit his lip, watching as they walked away. He closed his eyes tightly in a moment of contemplation. Where was he to go now that everyone he'd known had been killed? Not many lone wolf's survived in the wasteland and to be completely honest, he wasn't that good at protecting himself, period. If he was, then he never would have joined up with such a hateful, evil group in the first place.

"Wait!" He blurted out, taking a step forward. He finally opened his eyes to stare at the two. "Let...let me come with you. At least until we get out of the woods and closer to a town. I-I don't have nothing to my name but I can make it up to you for your services." he then looked at the ground in shame.
Kaye instantly grew uncomfortable at that and felt a couple of tears prick the corners of her eyes. "You ain't the boss of me, got it?!" she angrily, growing defensive. "I can handle myself, thank you very much! I've done it plenty of times before and the likes of you can't tell me otherwise!" She quickly looked away from him, barely fighting the urge to wipe at her eyes. Home sounded like such a nice word...something she couldn't recall ever knowing to begin with.
Kaye's eyes widened when she was offered the caps and hesitated only a moment before snatching them from his hand, not wanting to touch him more than necessary. A grin then crossed her features before looking back at the ghoul. "Thanks, mister! If you need help with something else, don't go to anyone else around here but me. I'm the nicest person around this whole place. If the other kids give you trouble, let me know. I kicked their butts once already and I would love to be of service giving another ass-whoopin' to those dummies."
Kaye scrunched her nose at the mentioning of a bar. "Don't you know alcohol is bad for you?" She paused. "Sometimes the bar let's people stay the night, but there is nowhere else to stay unless it's in a house. Sometimes people let others stay with them, but that is mostly only women." She hadn't even know she was talking about prostitutes...
Kaye was a little caught off guard at that and thought on it for a moment. She didn't know exactly what a ghoul was and hadn't known they couldn't even talk, but this one was.
"I guess the other one did hiss a lot and didn't say anything..." she mumbled softly. Although she still didn't know if she could trust it, she slowly lowered her slingshot. "Why are you here, then? We don't get many visitors here."
Kaye took a step back when he turned to look at her. She had seen a ghoul before, but it had turned the entire town into turmoil and scared everyone, even the adults. Before she got the chance to see what had happened to it, she was coralled into a house and a gunshot rang out; even at such a young age, it wasn't too difficult to know what had happened.
"I have never seen a 'nice' ghoul before that didn't try eating people," Despite his warning, she grew a little braver and moved a little closer to him before shooting at him again. "Get out of my town or the others will kill you. I have seen it happen before. Don't make me use my fists! They are dangerous than my slingshot!" If she didn't do something, though, the townspeople would be upset. And she'd be seen as the hero if she was the one to bring down the creature herself! She took another step forward but hesitated as fear gripped her once more.
"Just go on home, Kaye. Aint' nobody here willin' to play with you, stupid girl!" one of the town's boys taunted while sitting in one of the few mangled trees that were in the town. He had a few pebbles in his hand and chucked them at her by using a slingshot. One managed to land a blow directly on the forehead and made a solid 'thunk,' but Kaye stood strong.
Kaye put her hands on her hips and glared up at the boys in the tree. "If you don't stop throwing them rocks, Jimmie, then I will get a chainsaw and cut you down from that tree!"
The three boys laughed at her. "You couldn't even hold the thing little on know how to turn it on." Jimmie jumped down from the tree and sauntered over towards her, arms crossed over his chubby chest. "Just git from here. This is boy's only, in case you haven't noticed. Go play with the girls and brush your hairs or somethin'. Something needs to be done with your ugly face."
"I'm warning you, Jimmie Baker..." She clenched her hands into fists, barely refraining from hitting her.
"Or what? You're going to get your Mommy and Daddy and cry on their shoulder? That's right...you aint' got any."
This was the last straw for Kaye as she pounced on top of him, flailing her fists into his face. She knew it wouldn't do much damage, but she felt satisfied when he let out a scream and tears streamed down his face to match her own.
"Stop it, Kaye! I'm going to tell on you!" another one of the boys yelled as he jumped down from the tree.
She finally stopped her assault, but not because she was worried about being punished for attacking him. That storm had been brewing for quite awhile now and she couldn't take Jimmie's crap any longer. Who did he think he was to talk about the dead? She didn't remember much about her parents for they had died before she reached four, but at least she could still see their faces. To know that there was someone who used to smile at her like she was the entire world was enough to know that she was loved. But they were about the only ones.
"You just wait, Kaye! Daddy will hear of this one!" With that, the trio ran off in the distance.
"Yeah, you run with your tail tucked between those flabby old-lady legs, Jimmie! And thank you for the slingshot!" She picked up a pebble from the ground at shot it at the retreating boys but didn't land a hit on them before disappearing around the corner. She picked up a few more pebbles, deciding that she may need them if they came back but as she was sorting through the perfect rocks, she saw something in the distance. At first she couldn't make out who it was aside from knowing it was a human form. As it drew closer to the town, she moved closer to the outskirts of town, slingshot in hand.
When it got close enough to see, her eyes widened to the size of saucers and for once in her life, she felt frightened at what she saw. Without waiting to see if they, or it, was friendly, she aimed a pebble at it and shot at it, hitting it square in the chest. "Y-You git now, creature! I mean it!" She readied another shot and waited to see if it complied.
Raider stared at the ghoul for a long moment, not knowing how to respond to that. "The last time someone asked me to join them, I had to kill to earn enough food to keep me alive. Before that I did just fine on my own."
Before that, there had also been his big brother as well, but he'd been killed by the very same group that 'asked,' him to join them. In other words, he hadn't had much of a choice in the matter as they needed their own personal errand boy between them and the chem dealers. A kid was too innocent-looking to be a bother to anyone.
"We are scavengers, kid. the very definition of a scavenger is someone who doesn't kill and picks over the leftovers."
"To me, that doesn't sound too appetizing..." Raider mumbled.
Kaye rolled his eyes. "Now I remember why I hated my childhood. Because I hated being a brat like you."
Raider glared at her. "I think I will risk being eaten by the yao guai's instead of putting up with her."
"You mean we're just going to let him go?!" Kaye said, staring at him wide-eyed. "What if he goes to warn the rest of his buddies and have them come take all of our things. And Bessie and Bob?!"
"I am the last one alive in my group," he said softly, looking off to the side. He looked sad, but it wasn't because he particularly missed his friends. It was mostly because he felt guilty for not feeling as much remorse over their deaths as he should. "Most of them were killed in the basements and the ones that weren't down there, ya'll killed off when you got here."
Jace watched as he made his way to the exit, feeling as if Basil had thoroughly destroyed him and sown his remains in the dirt for fertilizer. This was a side he'd never seen him show before and it just seemed to him that it only began when they met Leith and Kaye. Perhaps he'd only begun to notice it then, but he felt like he was being pushed out of the picture. Perhaps it was selfish for him to think that way, but he couldn't help how he felt.
Ever since he'd met Basil, he'd always felt inferior in his presence but always tried hiding it from him. He knew he wasn't smart like him, but he thought they complimented each other well, with him being the brawns and Basil the brains. It seemed with each passing day, though, he was growing less tolerable to Jace and he was beginning to think he hated him now.
'He seems so different from the boy I first met. I think he really is growing tired of me being around. I'm just slowing him down, like he said.'

"I'm not a child!" the raider said, glaring. "I'm sixteen years-old! And I wasn't scared. Just..." he didn't know what to say. Without another word, he opened the bottle of water and drank half of it in one gulp. He'd gone two days without water while being trapped in the basement and if these two hadn't come along, he probably would have died of thirst.
Kaye watched him drink the water before turning to look at Leith. "What are we going to do with it?"
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