forum Dystopian Warrior Roleplay (Closed)
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Name:Leon Dixon
Age:18
Gender:Male
Rank:Warrior
Appearance:Black hair, with royal purple eyes, and freckles over cheeks and nose, slightly tan skin, with a lean muscular body.
Usual Outfit:Black ripped jeans, hoodies, or sweatshirts, beanie, and converse.
Personality:Seems like a cold and unapproachable person, but after you meet him he's a really nice, and sarcastic person.

@Imperfect_Autumn group

Amethyst pulled the bowstring back until it was taut, her eyes marking her target as she glared at it. Letting out a breath, she released the arrow and a thump was heard as it hit the bullseye. She nodded, pleased with her skills, then pulled another arrow from the quiver on her back. Repeating the process, this arrow slashed right through the last one, splitting it.

"There. That is how you successfully use a bow and arrow," she stated, turning to the group behind her. "Now, I want all of you to practice using your various weapons and try to make a one-inch circle around my arrows."

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Jasper was working in his lab. "Urghhhhhhhh, why won't this work!" he yelled to thin air. Making an AI is harder than it looks.

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Leon was sparring someone with his sword in one hand, and the other behind his back.

@Imperfect_Autumn group

"Nice job, Zoe," Amethyst said.

Leaving the group of warriors to practice, she moved on to the pair sparring. She observed them for a moment, then nodded her satisfaction and went inside.

The black hallways stretched out before her and to both sides. Taking the one to her left, she passed the lab where the techs were working on something.

"Keep up the good work, guys," she said, popping her head in quick before continuing her way down the hall.

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"No, not at all. Anne Droid seems to be malfunctioning."

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Ian nods, looking into the tent. A few people where laying in cots with bandages and what not around them. He sighs

@Imperfect_Autumn group

After checking on the rest of the rebels in the building, Amethyst made her way back outside to the medics' tent. Seeing Ian sitting outside, she sighed in exasperation. Why couldn't people be productive around here?

"What're you doing, Ian? Just sitting around?" she questioned him. "Isn't there something you could be doing?"