Name: Apollyon (Nickname= App.)
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Weight: 130 lbs.
Appearance: Tall, now 5' 11", still athletically built, keeps her hair relatively clean now so you can always see it's silver with a few black streaks. Lightly tan skin, with dark circles under her green eyes. Still has her metal tail, but is now able to retract it when she needs to be inconspicuous. Her senses have heightened with age. Quite beautiful now.
Clothes: Black leather jacket she scavenged, along with an old band t-shirt and some relatively loose black jeans. Traded for some hiking boots.
Personality: More confident now, but also seems haunted by something. Wary, and distrustful. Can become very violent very quickly. Not the sensitive sweet thing she was years before. Became a mild alcoholic. Predatory-like in nature. Sometimes mistaken to be on the brink of insanity.
Realistic Modern Day RP {Open}
(Updated Fia lol)
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(Ah I love them)
(Cool, I think I'll bring in one other character later in the RP.)
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(Sounds good!)(So we're starting two years later in an okay-established settlement and it's basically just chance/coincidence they come upon each other)(I mean it's highly likely this is one of the only close to stable settlements nearby so it's not unbelievable)(should we start like in the evening, like around sunset?)(And what are we imagining this settlement like?)
(I would imagine the settlement as just a small town main street that has been sort of rebuilt? People are trying to bring it back to normal and get things going again so maybe some small shops and bars along with just some housing in houses next to the main street? And I like the starting at sunset idea)
(I was thinking more a ghost-town-ish place with survivors just banding together to rebuild some sort sanctuary. I was thinking a bit run-down, but a few building are getting fixed/cleaned up. So, yeah, Grace's idea, just more… desolate I guess. Unless you guys don't want that.)
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(Your ideas combined are really neat. Like this ghost town place for survivors, and probably the most rebuilt and habitable place in it is main st which has a few cleaned up actually okay-ish looking places- like one of those old fashioned taverns that’s like a hotel and a bar all at once XD)
(lol, so we'll go with that?)
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(If we’re all good on it, yeah :))
(Guess we should wait and see if Grace is good with it.)
(lol yeah that works with me, and I'm ready to get this going again whenever you guys are ready)
(You guys start w/out me., I gtg to trade school. Later!)
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(OKAY IM SO SORRY I WAS GONE- I had a wretchedly busy week full of just work and then valentines… things only just slowed down D:)(want me to do the start post?)
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(I'm down)
(Yes pleaseeeee)
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(Wait a sec, Write- are you joining XD?)(Cause I’m fine with that? But we should run it through Whisp and Grace first.)
(I'm chill with it lol)
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(crap, I legit thought this was a different role-play you were in. I'm so sorry xd. Imma take my leave XDDD)
(Awww ok, see ya Write!)
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(see Ya! Again, I am so so sorry!)
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(Alright bye XD I thought you were joining lol)
(Are we going to wait for Whisper to start or should we get a starter up and then wait?)
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(I’ll go ahead and make a starter sometime this week, probably tomorrow if that’s okay. ;))
(Hey, sorry, my trade school was on break last week!)
(Oh luckyyy lol and that work for me Bucky!)
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(I may be stupid, but what is Trade School?)
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(Kay so we settled on two years later, Winter and in a small ghost town ish place. Probably surrounded by forest or marsh honestly.)(I'm going to start around like 4pm but since it's mid-winter the sun is already quite low and let's say it's a cloudier, breezy day?)(If you have an issue with that, feel free to change it)
His temple pressed against a tree, Clovis' eyes focus on the small and dirty remains of the town. Mostly crude tents made of sheets and sticks who's inhabitants looked less than friendly. He softly sighs, blinking. He considers sitting on the snowy ground, but decides against it, since it would be much colder, and instead pushes himself away from the tree and dusts himself off before turning and heading a little deeper into the woods.
Molly runs a hand through her hair, pulling it up into a ponytail and glaring at a passerby.
Where is he? He was supposed to be here a month ago.
She angrily tightens the ponytail, yanking her hair.
I'm gonna kill him when he gets here. I'm gonna-
Her thoughts stop short as she catches sight of the Inn, more crowded than normal. She squints.
What's going on? More survivors?
Fiona tugged her beanie down lower over her head, her pack shifting on her back as she trudged along an old broken road. "Just stopping by, no longer than three days." She reminded herself out loud, rubbing her bandage wrapped forearm, "Grabbing supplies, leaving. In and out, don't get attached." A small town, or what was left of it was what she was heading towards, a place she had heard about from others along the road who said it was the start of civilization again. Only one way to find out, and as she stopped at the start of what must have been mainstreet, she found they were right.
(I may be stupid, but what is Trade School?)
(You're not the first person to ask. My school sends students to this "technical institute" and you learn a trade (a job))