Oh god lol her let's clean it up a bit
And apocalyptic enemies to lovers, friends that used to be close but drifted apart due to unknown reasons but it fucked with their relationship and now they hate each other but have to get over themselves so they don't die, one of them saves the other which results in some confusing feelings for both of them.
YES
Okay great now that we're on the same page- 🤣
XDDDD wanna start with that? I've gotta guy made for this
Yes absolutely I also have a girl for this I just have to change a few things
Ok!
If you could go ahead and send your template if you have on I'd be very greatful
Ok give me a moment tho-
Oo great! Okay gimmie maybe an hour or so? I'm going shopping and moving shit to my new house.
That's ok! I won't be here tho
That's okay I know you won't be, hun.
:)
But I'm gonna pm you when I can until you leave
XD ok
Love you smmm 🫶
Boo
I forgot 😭
XD its ok!
Name: Azra Nightingale
Age: 22
Gender/pronouns: female, she/her
Sexuality: bisexual
Shipping: yes
Personality: can usually be a huge bitch. she's not much of a talker she usually listens to what people have to say and lets them make a fool of themselves, before beating the shit out of them.
Clothing choice: she usually wears dark cargo pants and a tank top
Appearance: she has a very distinctive jaw line, her face being over all skinny it's almost an oval shape. Her eyebrows are expressive and neatly plucked, they're more of a square shape And her eyes have almost an almond shape to them She has long black hair that she keeps in a tight braid, her hair is slightly frayed she has split ends letting it grow naturally.
She weighs 170 lbs, standing at 5,9". Her skin tone is a medium taupe, having a natural tan to her skin. she's extremely fit and energetic she has a masculine figure (but guys… She still has visible feminine features.)
Talents: can literally mimic any accent, she can either be the nicest or meanest person you will ever meet in your life.
Oh niceeeee
❤❤
I changed her height 💃
XD nice
I may make her shorter… Y'know have that angsty little ball of anger (・ε・)ﾑｰ
PFFT MOOD
My 5,5 ass be like on guard bitches
(……my 4ft9 ass-)
Cathal gently pets his dog. “Ok ted…you stay here. I’ll be back.” He smiles softly, grabbing his bag and heading out the door, stuffing the bleach covered towel under it just in case. He sighs and starts walking to the nearby abandoned store. Lots of stuff had been left there, so it was pretty easy to find preserved food. Luckily as well, Cathal was able to find a military base to hide in. Yeah, lucky him. He sighs softly as he stepped over the broken glass, looking around. “Okayyy…dog food first…” he scans around, smiling brightly as he found a whole pack. He picks it up and puts it in his bag. “Okay, now for me.” He searches more in hopes he could find some food for him to eat. He was a picky eater, but…he just dealt with the weird taste and texture of the food. He wasn’t just gonna starve. He sighs as he picks up some cans, placing them in his bag one by one.
(yes)
Azra stumbled along the highway her hand clutching her side as the sticky red liquids seeped through her tank top, she'd fallen on a piece of rebar and it went clean through. She was trying to find a convenience store, anything that might have liquor so she can at least disinfect the wound. She was too distracted by the pain she almost didn't notice the building in the distance she let out a pained chuckled as she began to pick up her pace. At this point she was jogging down the side of the road still clutching her side, she didn't care about the pain running was causing, her goal right now was to just get to the building.
(I've decided that one liners are acceptable-)
Cathal sighs as he continues loading his bag, muttering under his breath. He missed having company…but he had gotten used to being alone.
Cathal looks around, grumbling under his breath as he sees his most hated food right in front of him. "Brustle sprouts…" He growls, but picks the can up anyway. "Eat it or starve…" He sighs and puts it in his bag.