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(lol.)(cameron: soooooooo hi. sorry about my overly protective brother.)
Realistic Modern Day RP {Open}
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(smiles politely It's very nice to meet you Cameron. I'm Whisper. pulls Apollyon up next to me This is your newest colleague, Apollyon. Please be relatively nice to her as I like to put her through more hell than necessary. Apollyon growls at me and tries to give me a right hook, which I dodge without looking)
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(Cameron: ouch, hey Apolly. You can call me cam or camie. My author puts all her ocs through lots and lots of pain too.)
(Apollyon grunts and mutters I'm not even the worst scenario my author has. You should see my brother and his fiancé's first arc. They never got a break, it was horrifying. )
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(cameron: oh whathappened to them?)
(Way… way… too much…. Apollyon looks off into the distance like she wants to go jump off a bridge just thinking about it There's about 5,000 entries in their first arc. I'm not saying it all… And now my author and my brother's fiancé's author are redoing their arc…….)
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(oh dear, see the thing is i wanna know the worst thing you did because i wanna compare my worst thing. but that has some….complications in itself.)
(cameron: aaaaand there she goes.)
(As in it's too hard to choose which one is the worst, or it's inappropriate/triggering??? Because I can't figure out what the worst thing I've done is. They're all so bad, and I should feel awful, but I absolutely don't.)
(Apollyon: Oh gods….. leaves to go vomit in a bush)
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(cameron:there there pats apolly on the back im so used to it it honestly doesn't phase me.)
(Apollyon: You can get used to author abuse? That's a new one….)
(Me: Is unfazed It's for character development, and worked miracles)
(Apollyon: I'm sorry, I can't hear you over the sound of your LIES)
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(so much character development)
(cameron: sighs)
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(IM ALIVE)
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(WELCOME TRIS, CAMERON AND RILEY, I LOVE THEM ALL)
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(YAY)
(So, who are we still missing to start up again? Was it just Grace?
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Clovis stirs, slowly blinking open his tired eyes, and leans forward to rub his face. He obviously didn't mean to fall asleep, but at the same time he looks past the point of utter exhaustion. He stands to his feet and dusts himself off a little.
I should eat before I go to sleep.
He runs hand through his unruly hair and takes a glance at the brush and trees surrounding him.(Guess I can help get this RP rollin' again by finally responding…)
App steps out of the brush, holding a bottle in one hand, staring. "Where the heck did you come from? Why aren't you with Molly?" She spoke as if it had only been days since they last saw each other rather than months. Her face did not show the trace of the more naïve and trusting person she had been before she had disappeared from the group without a trace. Her gray-blue eyes had a look of having since not just the world burn, but saw the entire universe razed to the ground, with . Her stance used to be more on her tip-toes, flighty, and with little to no guard. Now, her stance was solid, grounded, and fully guarded. Like she was expecting an attack from any side at any moment. Her body weight was almost back to how it had been when they had first found her, but just passing the amount needed in order to keep up in this dangerous world.
Clovis blinks once, then twice.
Those eyes…
He squints and cocks his head ever so slightly.
Shoot, I’ve seen her before. Pretend you know her, she obviously knows you.
He opens his mouth to talk but shuts it again, realizing he doesn’t really know what to say.
Molly?
“I- I don’t know where she is.” He quietly states.
(Omg he perpetually acts like a lost pup rolls eyes)
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(Yeah, I still need Grace in. Idk where my girl Molly is at I’ll go back and find her)
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(i could have tristian run into her or maybe moly stumbles into the hide out with just cameron home?)
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(CLOVIS DOSENT REMEMBER MOLLY? im gonna slap him i swear-)
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(Either way is fine! I like those ideas.)(Lol, Clovis will eventually remember. He just woke up though and his brain refreshed)(she’ll smack him or something and he’ll be like “oh yeah I remember you :))”)
Apollyon involuntarily relaxed when Clovis spoke. Though…. She could see the confusion on his face. “You don’t remember me, do you, Clovis?” She relaxed her stance and tilted her head, her silver hair swinging. “ How did you get here?”
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(lolol imagine riley sapped him and he just like"molly?" and she just goes "who the heck is molly?")(but seriously either one is fine with me.)
(Lmao. Also, guys I will probably be slow to update as I just got my new iPad tonight and am testing out my new drawing app, so I’ll probably be distracted a lot.)
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Apollyon involuntarily relaxed when Clovis spoke. Though…. She could see the confusion on his face. “You don’t remember me, do you, Clovis?” She relaxed her stance and tilted her head, her silver hair swinging. “ How did you get here?”
Dang it
He purses his lips, avoiding eye contact.
“I….” his voice fades out as he tries to remember how he got here.
?? I remember setting this up, and falling to sleep. How did I get here???
He glares at the ground, then looks forward to make eye contact. “I’m gonna be honest, I’m not really sure.” He states.
(Clovis: she saw right through me!!!!?? Everyone else: uhhh no duh?)
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(lol is fine.)
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(XD omg yes)(also? Have fun Whisp! Drawing is the best ^^)
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(can i post a starter for tristian and cameron?)
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(Yusss do so)
App sighed and scuffed her heel into the dirt. “Do you need help getting back to Molly then?” Apollyon rubbed a temple and took a swig of her moonshine before capping it and putting it into her bag. “I’ll help you tear down, then I’ll take you back into town, okay?” Her robot tail slid out and began to flip agitatedly.
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Tristian sat in the window seal, gazing out from the broken window at the ground below. MOnitering zombie activity and watching for survivors he knew there were none but its good to be at least little optimistic in these dark times. He heard Cameron yawn from behind his back and slowly smiled, "Morning."
"Morning bro…whats for breakfast?"
"Hm…probably canned beans." he chuckled dryly. they had eaten so many already but it was easy to cook and easy to find.
"I hate canned beans." he could hear her groan.
"Well sorry i cant provide some gormet cooking."He turned to face her from the window seal holding his gun. He got up and walked over to her, watching her eat spoonfuls of beans.
He looked in the supply bag, they were running low on supplies. he would need to go out.
"I need to head out for more supplies, you know the drill." he grabbed his gunand slung it around his shoulder. he stood up from his crouched position.
"Yeah i do. stay safe dork." she didn't look up at him.
"You too nerd. Run if-"
"I know I know." she huffed. he ruffled her hair.
"I love you."
"love you too."
He walked down the stairs, being as quiet as possible. He snuck out of the building sticking his hand in his pocket and feeling the pocket knife ready to extend it if nesscary.