@Neon_Gravestones_Try_To_Call_For_My_Bones-(It's MK)
Eve let out the breath she didn't even know she was holding in and kept moving forward along the branch.
Eve let out the breath she didn't even know she was holding in and kept moving forward along the branch.
She jumped across to another branch, then another. For a few minutes, she couldn't find anything.
Eve jumped from branch to branch, keeping a sharp eye out for anything unusual, shiny, or out-of-place in their current environments.
Morgan saw smoke rising in the distance. She smirked, looking at Eve. "Would you rather find materials or kill the idiots who decided to start a fire?"
Eve grinned, "How 'bout the latter. I feel there just might be some supplies right by that fire." she commented chuckling.
She smiled, making her way over to the smoke. Morgan looked down from the treetops and found two older teens sitting around a fire. Sure enough, their bags were sitting next to them and they were cooking a small squirrel. "Looks like we've got some lunch as well."
(May I join? I can have not shown up, but found later.)
"Perfect" Eve whispered back with a smirk
(yeah sure!)
She took a small branch and threw it in the distance. The two teens looked at where the noise came from. "A perfect time to attack." Morgan jumped down from branch to branch. She ran up to one of the teens and took out her knife, literally backstabbing them.
Allison Kettle (Allie)
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bi
Looks: Lanky, 6' 11", sturdy and tough, violet eyes, Purple hair, wavy, shoulder length, sandy skin tone.
Persona: Bubbly, sassy, kind
Skills: Advanced survival skills, athletic, can use any and every weapon, can recover quickly. Most likely to win, but wants peace, not death.
Other: Likes cake, can pretty much talk to animals, can sense others emotion (Not powers, just advanced empathy and a lot of time in the woods.) sings well, agile, loves to dance, can whip up a bombass shelter in under 10 minutes.
Allie grabbed the bags, and ran off.
(Anyone here?)
Allie ran to a nearby cave, and boarded it up. It would take hours to hack through, and it had good ventelation that would filter out any toxin they had.
Allie sighed with relief. She looked through the bags. One was large, it had a well made bow, simaliar to the types of bows Allison made, and a mix of factory made and makeshift, but still very useful, arrows in an arrow sheath. The next bag had fishing and hunting supplies, with traps, knives, snares, rods, hooks, and lures. The next one had a long rifle, a handgun, and some ammo. The fourth bag had food for weeks, and the last had supplies for a shelter, flashlights, hatchets, matches, tarp, sleeping bags, a bulletproof tent. Allison slung the handgun into it's holster, with ammo. She loaded the other supplies into the largest bags, (It only took the duffle and the backpack) save a knife and two long daggers, and the bow and arrows.
But at the back of the cave… A Kevlar Vest! And new clothes, her size, and some boots, vesitale and sturdy. Wow, I lucked out!
(why does she have so many bags? you only start out with one)
(She found those! LOL!!! Well, stole.)
(Hey, can someone team with her? Allie is useful, and deadly, and easy to manipulate. Not a good combo, but hey, the odds are in her favor! Ish)
(I think there's one person here that isn't teamed yet)
(Me?)
(I get lonely easily, so BIG TEAM!!!)
(if you check back I think you can find the other person who hasn't teamed yet and team with them)
(they might have already teamed with us though I don't remember)
(they might have already teamed with us though I don't remember)
(Can I team with you? I need to be with at least three people, otherwise lonelyness strikes.)
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