Abandoned (8/8) Closed
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(Hey, since our characters are twins, we should work out an appearance and a last name)
(Graham)
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(oof i'm dumb i didn't see that lol)
(it´s all good)
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(Should we start?)
(No no one else has thier character)
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(oh ok)
Name: Adrielle Danvers
Age: 17
Talents: Fighting, making people feel bad, drawing, singing
Appearance: Adrielle looks like a doll. She has delicate features and big, bright, icy blue eyes, and long, waist length blonde hair. She is short, about 5'2", and has very pale, almost white skin. She is very pretty, and looks innocent and naive, but her eyes seem to stare into your soul. She is slender and curvy, and her smile can be outright terrifying.
Sexuality: Asexual
Preferred Weapon: A whip , usually, or a chain with a spike at the end
Personality : Adrielle is calm, cool, and shy on the outside. She is bitter, too, and has a dirty sense of humor. She loves to make people shut up by silently looking at them with her wide eyes, and it freaks people out. She has no friends, and would betray someone at the blinking of an eye, with no regrets. She's smart, though, and clever, and very manipulative and cunning.
Name: Harry Novak
Age: 16
Talents: Medical stuff because he was planning on going to med school, hand-to-hand combat, and running
Appearance: Harry is 5'7" with a lanky body which makes people think he's sick or severely underweight. His pale skin shows his veins and makes him look more sickly and almost like a ghost. The only thing that makes him look like he isn't a ghost are his tattoos, piercings, and hair. He has several tattoos covering his body (I'm not going to describe all of them right now, I'm too tired), covering his neck, and forearms. His eyes are a cloudy grey with specks of gold and brown that often look more blue than grey. His neck-length silver lilac hair is usually in a side part or in a messy ponytail. He has several piercing in his ears which are usually covered by his hair, and the only piercing that's really visible is his lip piercing. He has a spider bite piercing with a black ring in both of them.
Sexuality: Chaotic Pan™
Preferred Weapon: hand-to-hand for close range, and throwing knives for long range
Personality: Gentle but not willing to let people walk all over him, easily bonds with certain people and helps to protect and support them, always willing to help a friend out, wants to help people but won't if he feels someone is irredeemable, has a deeply set moral code that he refuses to violate, doesn't like to be in the spotlight, follows his heart but always remains cautious and suspicious, secretly a giant softie.
Courage Scale: 6
(Is he okay?)
Name: Roux (Pronounced Roo) Pack
Age: 17
Talents: She is trained in boxing, wrestling, sword fighting, martial art, and many other fighting styles. Very skilled with knives, guns, and an assortment of other weapons. She can literately use anything to kill anyone, she once killed a ballerina with a kazoo. She's been trained to kill, she doesn't care who you are.
Appearance: She has long bright natural blonde hair, hard, killer gray eyes. She 5’4, but is very graceful, and quick with her movements. She always wears black, always. Her usual outfit is black doc martins, black shirt, black worn ripped jeans, and a black bomber jacket with blue patches
Sexuality: Straight
Preferred Weapon: Anything, literally anything she can get her hands on.
Personality :She hates just about everything, she wont hesitate to slash your throat if you touch her. She's speaks her mind and calls people out when they're being stupid, she’s very blunt. She always has a weapon, always. She trusts no one, she likes no one, and if you think you know her and what she's thinking, you're wrong. She is very trust worthy even though she is quite rough and gets in a lot of fights. She is very intelligent and thinks differently then anyone you've ever met. If you talk to her there is a 80% chance she wont talk back. She will go against orders, almost always.
Courage Scale: 10
Name: Jack Graves
age: 17
talents: has great hearing and excellent reaction speed. can run with great endurance, or run for a few seconds with great speeds. he has mastered fighting with a sword. He can be in hand-to-hand combat, sometimes without even being touched, but doesn't have much strength.
Appearance: About 5'7, quite skinny, and almost never takes off his jacket. Has blue eyes that can be mistaken for purple. has long, smooth, dark brown hair. Wears jeans and a dark grey jacket.
sexuality: straight
preferred weapon: Swords and the bowie knife he keeps hidden in the back of his jacket, due to past experiences and extreme trust issues.
personality: Usually quiet, and keeps away from most people. A very loyal person who would help out anyone, but is a bit of a pushover. He's also quite jumpy. He hates to start fights, but will be there for a person he trusts. He can disappear from any group very quickly without being noticed. he overthinks a lot of things, but is usually ready for any outcome.
courage scale: 9
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Name: William Scott Patterson
Age: 16 ½
Talents: William is trained in various methods of martial arts. He never wanted to learn all of these Martial Arts, but it was something he had to do either if he liked it or not. He’s great at handling certain types of deadly weapons, and if necessary, he will kill. He’s talented in disguising himself. For example, if he had to hide in bushes later on in the day, his whole face would be the color of the bushes and he would wear something that matched the color of the bushes.
Appearance: William has brown curly hair with a couple of yellow streaks in his hair. He has blue bell eyes and pale-ish skin with freckles on the bridge of his nose. He has a tattoo on the bottom of his left leg. He’s about 6’0, a bit tall for his age, according to his parents. He usually wears dark t-shirts, from the color black, to dark gray, to gray, to dark blue and normal blue, and occasionally wears lighter colors. And for pants he wears dark blue denim jeans or black denim jeans.
Preferred Weapon: Knife
Personality: William is a bit different. There's a day where he’s energetic and talkative, and then there’s days when he’s gloomy, sulky and pretty quiet. He gets annoyed and mad pretty easily, which is never a good thing. There’s also times when not one living thing is talking and he’ll tell them to shut up. Their answer? “I wasn’t even talking.” His answer? “You were thinking. It’s annoying.” He’s also kinda sarcastic.
Courage Scale: 8 ½
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(I though I was the popular boy?)
Name: Derrin Walker
Age: 17
Talents: Strategical thinking, agility, light feet
Appearance: He's tall, with a muscular athletic build. Slightly tanned, bright hazel eyes, and light brown hair that sits just above his ears.
Sexuality: Bisexual
Preferred Weapon: Bow and arrow
Personality: He's a confident boy, though he doesn't boast or show off. People like him because he is just himself, he has never changed just to try and make someone like him. He has a warm smile, he's kind, and he sticks up for those who can not defend themselves. He doesn't take kindly to those who think they are better than everyone, because he believes that everyone should be on an equal level.
Courage Scale: 8
(I messed up the names ill fix it)
(do y'all want to start)
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(Sure.)
(all right I'm going to start it where they're on the bus is that alright?)
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(Yep, that’s alright with me.)
Cole sat On the bus. Her and a few other students of lost wood high had been picked to go on a trip to an amusement park. She sat with her best friend William the two were inseparable they grew up together so they sat there thier hands held together between them on the seat with thier fingers interlocked
Jack was in the far back of the bus. He couldn't believe that the school would approve a trip to an amusement park for kids with a perfect attendance record. where is this amusement park at anyway?
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Evan sat across the aisle from Jack, his back pressed against the window. He had a sketchbook balanced on his knees and was drawing. His headphones were in, and his music was at full volume.
Roux doesn't even know how she got on this trip, she skips class at least twice a week. She sat in the back of the bus facing everyone, catching every movement, every conversation that happened in the big hunk of yellow metal that slowly drove through the rough terrain. She was fiddling with her pocket knife wanting desperately to go home.
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William looked out the window, staring at the things the bus passed. He was confused on how he was here. He wasn’t the type of kid to follow the rules, on the contrary, he was the type of kid to break the rules. With his free hand, he put a finger onto the window and started drawing a figure.
Harry was talking to his friends while the rest of the cross country kids kept being loud, making him groan softly as he covered his ears with his hands.
"You okay?" He faintly heard one of his friends say, nodding at her with a smile as he went back to grumbling about the rest of the cross country kids.
She smiled at William, as she drew imaginary shapes on his knuckles with her free hand. She drew a square a circle and spelled out her name thn his and then just started making lines.after a few minutes she stopped making shapes and lines and figures in general she just laid her head on his shoulder closing her eyes in content
Roux watched the scenery pass by they were surrounded by the bark wood that made up the forest they were roughly driving through. Something caught her eye outside the bus. A warning sign, usually she doesn't care about signs especially when they tell you to do, or not do something, but then they passed another then another. She started to get curious after the seventh one that contained bold letters saying DANGER! STAY AWAY! What kinda school trip is this?
Jack looked down and saw a colored pencil. he picked it up and looked over at Evan. Jack thought he saw something by the treeline, but he ignored it. Jack tapped Evans shoulder. "i~is this yours?"
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Evan looked up from his sketching. He looked at the pencil in Jack's hand, and back at his tin of colored pencils. Sure enough, one was missing. "Oh, y-yeah, it's mine. Thanks." He took the pencil from Jack.
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William wasn’t paying much attention to what Cole was doing, because honestly, he knew what she was doing. She was drawing shapes that had their names on his knuckles, obviously. He could feel Cole creating squares, rectangles, triangles and hearts. He smiled slightly when Cole laid her head on his shoulder. He perked up when he saw a sign saying DANGER! STAY AWAY! He was confused, something he usually didn’t like.
“Do any of you have any idea where this so called Amusement Park is located?” William said with a slightly loud voice.