(am i too late to join??
Name: Augustine Lopez-Romero
Age: 23
Ethnicity: Hispanic-American
Sexuality: Bisexual
Looks: tan, black hair w/ blonde highlights, chocolate brown eyes, freckles
Clothing: Chacos, boots shorts, Patagonia t-shirt, sweater vest, tooth necklace, fitbit
Personality: flirty and outgoing, spontaneous, a bit assertive, can at times have severe panic attacks due to PTSD
Skills and Talents: anything outdoors-y, survival, running, singing (not really helpful but…), Soccer
Others: no clue :P)
Time is ticking ( Please come, this is OPEN SO COME!)
(Well, it says still open, soooo I'd say you're good!)
adam walks over to cade "you know you're bad at doing this right, instead of eavesdropping why not engage in the conversation?" adam walks away into a crowd of people
He glared at the boy, not bothering to take his advice. Cade knew what he was doing, and he didn't need some kid to tell him otherwise.
(YEET)
Augustine eyed the new arrivals warily, wanting to meet them but unsure of who to trust. She'd trusted her boyfriend too much, and he'd left her for dead.
Stupid bitch…
(Is the earth quake starting yet?)
(getting close, I believe, but it hasn't happened yet)
(sorry i probably slowed it down :/)
(I need to get in the fort (thing) anyway)
Athena ran towards the little fort thingy. She was so close just when her clock turned to 7:00.
(heck)
Augustine collapsed to the ground the second the quakes started, knocking the breath out of her so painfully it brought her to tears. She brought her hands shakily up over her head and crawled desperately away from the building she'd been standing near.
Adam sees Augustine "HOLD THE GATES OPEN!!!" Adam seems to walk almost in a straight line despite the constant shaking but falls over half way there and crawls the rest of the way "come on friend, i will carry you the rest of the way."
"I've got it." Augustine made her way slowly back to her feet and pushed forward in a crouch, head throbbing from her fall. "Get back inside."
"alright" adam gets up and walks back
Rain and Clara's conversation came to a sudden halt once the quakes began. Rain quickly got to the ground, so she wouldn't fall later. Out of habit, she began counting the seconds out loud as they passed.
"1. . .2 . . .3. . .4. . ."
(gtg)
(gotta go!!)
Cade checked his brab for the body count of the earthquake so far. Well that's certainly more than usual. You'd think people would learn how to escape after all these years.
(Wth are you guys doing? Earthquake is at 8, tsuami was at 7.)
(Also do you mind if you guys can wait for me for each disaster? I just want to make sure the rp will go in the right track.)
(okie dokie)
Alex was deeply annoyed. These people should of already be use to these things since it has been happening since the beginning of L.S. However, what worried her was how the tremors were stronger then usual. Her Brab alerted her once the quakes were over. 70 thousand dead, one hour until deadly gases.
Jemma glanced at her. "Well? Are we gonna make it?"
Alex have Jemma a dead look. "So then what exactly have been doing all these years?" She asked sarcastically. The gates opened again and Alex walked out. "Theres an underground shelter in times square." She explained.
"Oh right." She ran to catch up with her. "Will there be others there?"
Alex gave Jemma a weird look. "Are you ok? Did did hit your head or something?" She asked in concern.
"I might of." She shrugged. "I was taking a nap when the tsunami hit."
"Goddamn it, Jemma! Why didn't you tell me this earlier." She asked in alarm and splashed some water on her friend.
Jemma flinched. "Canst thou not?"
((Sorry I was gone for something but I'm back now))
Emil got up from under the table he had been using as an impromptu shelter from the earthquake. He was unscath, the room being only slighty tousled throughout the duration of the earthquake. "Luckily no one seems focused on locking their doors anymore," he mumbled softly as he left the house he had trespassed. He checked his barb absentmindedly, interested in the death count. 70 thousand dead, one hour until deadly gases, it read. "Interesting. So many dead. They should have adapted by now," he mused as he walked through the empty streets.