Dystopian Warrior Roleplay (Closed)

"Okay, but what are you doing?" Amethyst asked again.

(Hello can I join? I can make a guy warrior)

(Yes, please!)

(Great! Is there anything important I need to read other than the first post, the characters, and the actual rp?)

The leader of the rebels rolled her eyes. "Okay, fine. Chill. I'm just making sure everyone is being productive," Amethyst said.

(Great! Is there anything important I need to read other than the first post, the characters, and the actual rp?)

(Ah, nope. Not that I can think of.)

Glaring, Amethyst quickly and swiftly pulled the bow off her back and nocked an arrow, aiming next to Ian's head. She aimed close enough that it looked like she was aiming for him, but not so close that it would actually hit him if she released it.

"Do not test me," she replied flatly. "You know how I take challenges."

(Great thanks for letting me join!)
Name: Odin Ashtek
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: Unkempt wavy black hair, olive skin tone, intense reddish brown eyes, slight stubble, six feet tall, athletic body type
Usual Outfit: A purpleish-grey tee shirt, a large black overcoat, loose black jeans that are very worn out, brown steel toe combat boots
Personality: Usually quiet and keeps to himself, doesn't trust easily, loyal, secretive
Other: None for now, but I may add in a backstory later…

(Great thanks for letting me join!)
Name: Odin Ashtek
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: Unkempt wavy black hair, olive skin tone, intense reddish brown eyes, slight stubble, six feet tall, athletic body type
Usual Outfit: A purpleish-grey tee shirt, a large black overcoat, loose black jeans that are very worn out, brown steel toe combat boots
Personality: Usually quiet and keeps to himself, doesn't trust easily, loyal, secretive
Other: None for now, but I may add in a backstory later…

(Awesome, thanks!)

"Im not afraid…" He says calmly back, moving the tip of the arrow away from his face with a finger

"Do you really want to challenge me?" Amethyst questioned him, raising an eyebrow. "Because I can have the field set up if you do."

Odin reluctantly shot another arrow at the target in front of him. He missed it by several inches, causing the arrow to fly way passed the target. At least it had power. Who am I kidding? I can't shoot a stupid arrow. It was true. Odin had never been good at shooting arrows, but he was good at using a gun or knives. But do we do training with guns and knives? Noooo because Amethyst wants us to shoot arrows! He shot another, which zoomed over the target.

Ian snorts, "Oh very threatening."

"Okay, that sounds like a challenge. Zoe! Odin!" Amethyst turned on her heel, facing the archery range. "Set up the field, Ian's being an idiot."

(Just an area where challengers face off. Like, literally a field but with seats on one side for spectators. So to set up, all they'd have to do is bring weapons, seats, and such to the field.)

//can I reserve the last spot?

(Yup!)

Odin groaned, rolling his eyes at Amethyst. He didn't dare disobey her orders, though. He took his bow and grabbed another nearby, also collecting a few arrows.