@ramen_noodle_writer
(Yes you can join)
(Yes you can join)
(Actually you can reach Notebook internationally, but like Notebook is based in the Central Plains in the U.S.)
@ramen_noodle_writer I don't live in America or Canada. I live in Asia/middle east. I am just visiting for the summer so I was just wondering about the time difference between you and me.
(yay! I'll have to post later tho)
(actually, i wont join. sorry)
(Oh ok where I'm at its 9:07 PM, in the eastern time zone)
ok, thank you.
(Is it ok if i just put my character here? if you don't approve I won't join)
(Did this die?)
(Im just gonna…)
Name: Samantha Woods
Nickname(s): Sam
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Sexuality/Romantic Orientation: Pan
Likes/Dislikes: animals, helping others, seeing people smile, abusive people, very bossy people, sitting around doing nothing(dislike), isolation.
Special Skills: She can jump pretty far and scale large things such as cliffs and very tall trees. Very athletic.
Personality: Social, caring, wants to help so much and can't do much bout it but she will. Always looking out for other and having their backs.
Appearance: Brunette with forest green eyes, hair is wavy and always falls on the right creating a bang on top of the right eye.
Clothing: t-shirt with cobalt blue leather jacket which never leaves her body. Hiking boots that are two sizes larger but is all she has
Weapon: Bow and Arrow
(sorry i haven't been on for a few days and your character is great!)
(sorry i haven't been on for a few days and your character is great!)
Thanks!
Are we starting?
( no.)
(we'll start after everyone makes their characters)
Is this dead?
(I hope not)
(Guys, so sorry this is ramen noodle writer i forgot my password and for some reason it logged me out so I made a new account)
(It's fine! :)
(We could start and once the others make their characters they can join.)
(Okay)
(I'll start.)
Harper stepped outside of her shack and looked out onto the barren wasteland. The sky was its usual brownish-gray color, stained with dangerous gasses. No grass grew on the ground she walked with her boots, all there was was dirt and rocks, and the occasional puddle of muddy water. She walked up to the ration line and stood in the very back, waiting for her and her little hut's share of food.
Ellen fiddled with a pen she had found on the ground. Must not work if someone threw it away. She fidgeted, waiting for the ration line to move. Way is it always so slow?
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