Skittlez
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The Finest Corruption
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- Old Guild Username: XxSkittlezxX
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Formerly XxSkittlezxX, Skittlez was much easier. In the IRC I go by Skitty so feel free to call me whatever is easiest for you!
I'm a very friendly and chatty person, so don't feel intimidated to strike up conversation or ask me to join an RP. I like anything that I find interesting and frankly, that's almost anything. I like to stick to "Casual" but I used to venture in "Advanced" so I'm not opposed to it. However, I prefer not to do things in the "Free" category.
I'll update this periodically and remove old news. If you have other platforms you'd like to connect with me on, you can find me on tumblr at tearingwings.tumblr.com and my name on discord is Skitty#1375. Have a great day!
Currently in my life: I work 8-5 M-F at a hospital and just moved into my first home! I also have a rescue puppy at the moment, so some days feel like I have almost no time and others seem like I have all the time in the world! Please feel free to tag or pm me if you’re wanting to ensure I see something. Thank you for your patience. 💛
I'm a very friendly and chatty person, so don't feel intimidated to strike up conversation or ask me to join an RP. I like anything that I find interesting and frankly, that's almost anything. I like to stick to "Casual" but I used to venture in "Advanced" so I'm not opposed to it. However, I prefer not to do things in the "Free" category.
I'll update this periodically and remove old news. If you have other platforms you'd like to connect with me on, you can find me on tumblr at tearingwings.tumblr.com and my name on discord is Skitty#1375. Have a great day!
Currently in my life: I work 8-5 M-F at a hospital and just moved into my first home! I also have a rescue puppy at the moment, so some days feel like I have almost no time and others seem like I have all the time in the world! Please feel free to tag or pm me if you’re wanting to ensure I see something. Thank you for your patience. 💛
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My image doesn't work. Oh well.
"I got your gun a couple days ago," said a voice behind her. Piper turned to see who it could be, stunned. "I didn't intend to give it to you. I can't watch you out there ya know," James continued as he forfeited the pistol. She remained silent but accepted the gun. "You see, I promised Connor if he didn't come home, no matter what, I was gonna watch over you," he explained.
"Stop," Piper demanded meekly.
"But I realized that- here, we're sure gonna die. And you don't even talk anymore here. Maybe you're waiting for it. Maybe there you can live, ya know?" he continued, despite her request.
She turned back to her bag, packing the last of her things. "So why don't you come?" she asked.
James sort of laughed weakly. He was a southern rebel who drank plenty of beer and always had showed Connor a good time back on base. The only thing left of that James was an accent. "I been fightin' as my job for years now. It's the only thing I know. It wouldn't feel right goin' AWOL," he explained simply.
Piper had nothing left to say. That was it. They were parting ways and she needed to go meet up with the others.
"But look here, you keep your ass outta trouble and don't you ever try playin' hero, understood?" James demanded.
"Promise," she said, holding up her finger to him out of habit. She paused before letting it drop. Whoops.
James gave her a sympathetic sigh. "You'll be alright," he promised in return.
She gave him a nod and left towards the makeshift hospital where she was to meet with people she knew vaguely to depart for a better opportunity at life. She travelled light, always had, picking up things she needed along the way. She arrived at the meeting seeming to be late so she slipped in quietly behind the others, unsure of what else to do. They had decided to ride horses. How? The only way she'd every rode a horse was in a western saddle with an English bridle and it was fully trained. She basically just climbed on and was carried and that was years ago. Lord knows she couldn't ride bareback. Nonetheless, no one seemed to complain so she sat back silently in the back corner and watched the discussion continue and everyone interact with one another. She realized for the first time just how quiet she had grown.
"Stop," Piper demanded meekly.
"But I realized that- here, we're sure gonna die. And you don't even talk anymore here. Maybe you're waiting for it. Maybe there you can live, ya know?" he continued, despite her request.
She turned back to her bag, packing the last of her things. "So why don't you come?" she asked.
James sort of laughed weakly. He was a southern rebel who drank plenty of beer and always had showed Connor a good time back on base. The only thing left of that James was an accent. "I been fightin' as my job for years now. It's the only thing I know. It wouldn't feel right goin' AWOL," he explained simply.
Piper had nothing left to say. That was it. They were parting ways and she needed to go meet up with the others.
"But look here, you keep your ass outta trouble and don't you ever try playin' hero, understood?" James demanded.
"Promise," she said, holding up her finger to him out of habit. She paused before letting it drop. Whoops.
James gave her a sympathetic sigh. "You'll be alright," he promised in return.
She gave him a nod and left towards the makeshift hospital where she was to meet with people she knew vaguely to depart for a better opportunity at life. She travelled light, always had, picking up things she needed along the way. She arrived at the meeting seeming to be late so she slipped in quietly behind the others, unsure of what else to do. They had decided to ride horses. How? The only way she'd every rode a horse was in a western saddle with an English bridle and it was fully trained. She basically just climbed on and was carried and that was years ago. Lord knows she couldn't ride bareback. Nonetheless, no one seemed to complain so she sat back silently in the back corner and watched the discussion continue and everyone interact with one another. She realized for the first time just how quiet she had grown.
Sorry, I'm in the process of moving and also job hunting and what not so I've been busy and to be quite honest it slipped my mind until yesterday. So I started reading yesterday and I will start on a post soon.
Actually, others have been accepted by FreeStep they just weren't added to the first page. Although I support the idea of kicking off before shit dies and if FreeStep returns we can just hand him back his position as GM but yeah. Also, I agree, there were a shit-ton of children that applied. I just find that weird because it's said this is an explicit rp but I guess if they play their character well...
This is the first time I have had internet since I came to NC but ail be going back on Monday so I will have internet access then. But I have no idea what's going on so I will start reading now.
That stuff happens to me all the time -_-
Yay! :D
Name: Holly "Piper" Brown
Age: 26
Height: 5'6
Weight: 130 lbs
Equipment:
- clear, thick, button up, hooded long rain poncho
- 2 lighters
- 1 flask (contains water)
- 2 water bottles (reusable 20 oz) with water
- pocketknife
- half pack of camel crush kept in poncho pocket
Weapons:
- baseball bat (aluminum)
- pocketknife (Same as listed above)
- Smith & Wesson M&P9 (50 rounds)
Previous Occupation:
Public Relations specialist
Appearance:
Piper has dark brown hair with brown eyes, a fair skin tone and somewhat athletic build. She tends to wear jeans and jean shorts with racer back tank tops. She she has an oversized brown leather jacket that she carries with her constantly and wears when cold. She wears work boots and therefore tall socks. No noteable scars or birthmarks. No tattoos, she has three piercings on her earlobes.
Bio: Piper was an outspoken child who was not afraid to let her mother know that "The name 'Holly' is stupid". So, through her elementary, middle and most of her high school years. By her senior year, she decided it was simpler and more mature to go by her first name, and she continued this in college but those close to her still referred to her as "Piper". She was working in a Starbucks in Denton, TX while attending school at UNT (University of North Texas).
On a particularly chilly Wednesday in December, a group of soldiers approached the counter for some warm drinks on their way to home. They were on leave for the holidays and one of them had family in Denton who was letting all three of them stay. They were a friendly group and though she was much more reserved now, she took a cue from her younger and more outspoken personality and wrote her number on one of their cups. It was in this rather unromantic way that she met Connor Brown.
She and Connor talked with each other nearly every night on the phone and soon enough he was taking leave to see her and visiting her on extended weekends. Soon after, they met each other's parents and both sides of the family got along well. Piper graduated with a bachelor's in Communications and (with her connections) quickly landed a job in Houston. She worked up the ranks with ease and was an established Public Relations Manager.
Piper was offered a job in Raleigh, North Carolina; which was not far from Ft. Bragg where Connor was stationed. The two were engaged not long after she decided to take the position and after they married she moved into base housing and the two lived together as the happy newlyweds they were. That is, until Connor was deployed. It was his first deployment and he was unlucky enough to be sent to Afghanistan. He was to return home in two weeks when two soldiers in uniform appeared at her door. One was James who had been deployed with Connor and the other was someone she'd never seen before. It took a moment for her to process what was happening but the realization hit her like a train. Every part of her suddenly pulsed with pain, it felt as if all of her ribs had broken and it hurt to breathe. She was a screaming, sobbing ghost of the young woman she had been just moments ago. She'd gone from newlywed to widow in what felt like a matter of seconds and she still could hardly breathe, she was crying too hard.
He came home in a casket and every part of her quivered as they handed her a perfectly folded flag. She framed the flag. She moved. She got a cat; it was aloof but loving. Much like her new home, she was functioning and well-structured but empty on the inside. James visited her often to check in on her. She had no family near her and no close friends to speak of in the area.
When the end began, James was still back home and was nearly finished with his service. It was James who got her on base almost instantly and ensured that she was cared for. He was kept on base as men were put out to defend the public. Men who would continue to fail. Eventually, they didn't have enough forced to make everyone stay or defend their country and they left. It was James who got Piper safely to the group in Kansas and is now parting ways with her. He supports her leave for Kansas in the safety of the departing group and with the gun he gave her.
She wishes to go to Canada to have a chance at a normal or at least stable life. She hates all the running and fighting and the sound walkers make when defeated and the smell of their skin. Of course she would want to be in a community free from them. She wasn't made for this.
Sorry for the wait. I was packing for my trip to NC in the morning.
I know Karen wasn't, I said you both had military in your backgrounds. Her brother being in the military is still part of her background. If that makes sense?
And heyyyyy! I live in Texas too! I was going to make my character based in Texas xD
But cool, now I don't have to scrap a background :)
And heyyyyy! I live in Texas too! I was going to make my character based in Texas xD
But cool, now I don't have to scrap a background :)
Dang both of you guys have stuff about the military in your backgrounds. I had planned to have the sidnificant other in the military. Should I just scrap the bio then?
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