forum I'm in the mood for another apocalypse roleplay... (CLOSED for now, welcome to stalk)

Started March 06, 2021 by @Becfromthedead group

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Earl followed, curious. "Oh, you have kids. Or siblings." He shrugged and looked around, seeming a little more hostile then before. "Need to get back to my workshop…"

Mori huddled up in Bean's lap, hugging her tightly and whimpering. "I-I didn't know that there were more survivors here…" He whispered softly. "Is he gonna hurt us…?"

Luka glared at Earl, not talking. “These two are my siblings,” Bean gestured to Lilac and Luka, “and he’s like a little brother to me,” she smiled a little, talking about Mori. “I hope he doesn’t hurt us…” she told Mori, rubbing her fingers through his hair.

Earl crouched down so he could get a bit more to Mori's eye level. "Never. Not in a million years kid." He smiled at the him. "Here. I think I know something that'll make you feel better." Earl reached into his pocket and pulled out a toy pop gun. "It'll keep you safe when you're travelling."

Mori buried his face in Bean's shoulder and held tighter to her, although her gentle petting made him relax a bit. He still didn't trust the new man at all, and he didn't really want to talk to him just in case.

Bean pulled Mori and Luka closer. She gave Earl a look that said “I’m watching you” as she brushed both kids’ hair with her fingers. She wasn’t going to let anything hurt either of these kids…

Earl shrugged and put the pop gun back into his pocket. "Never mind then." He said as he stood up as his knees popped loudly. "Ow." He frowned at his knees like they were particularly useless. "Well, sorry for bothering ya'll. Have a good day." Earl said as he turned to leave.

Mori tentatively glanced up at the man, still pale and jittery from the loud noise the gun had caused. It was making him feel uncomfortable and panicky and he couldn't pinpoint exactly why. His breathing was shallow, and his heart was racing.

Bean looked at Mori. “Hey…it’s okay, he’s gone…” she whispered, trying to comfort him. Luka nodded, hugging Mori.

After visiting someone selling some random bits, Earl started walking to the back of the outpost. "They seemed…weird." He mused as he took a swig of water from his canteen.

Mori sighed shakily and closed his eyes again, still trembling. "Why… w-why did the noise bother me so much…?" He asked softly.

“You’re a kid…your ears are more sensitive to loud noises…” Bean held him close, comforting him. “Especially if you’ve seen something related to the noise…”

"But I don't think I have… maybe there was something loud when my parents died…? I-I can't remember…" Mori hiccuped a bit and huddled closer. "I can't remember my parents at all… maybe they're not even dead…"

Bean and Luka went silent as Bean held Mori close. “Y…You can’t remember them at all?” Lilac asked quietly.

Tohru had been watching Earl from a bit of a distance, very wary of the guy and not quick to try to interact with him.
"How strange…" he murmured to himself, trying to shake off the brief wave of anger that had bubbled up when he thought the guy might pose a danger to the kids.
He probably didn't, but still, the thought made him sick.
Tohru walked closer to Mori and the Rose kids again, still keeping an eye on whatever might be happening out here.
"You guys alright?" he asked.

Mori shook his head a bit at Lilac's question. "Pretty much nothing at all… only occasional things I'm fairly certain they said to me. I don't know what they look like, or… or what happened to them…" He sighed softly and huddled closer, glancing up at Tohru when he came back and shrugging.

Bean nodded. “Yeah, we’ll be okay soon…just need a minute,” she tilted her head to Mori and Luka, silently telling Tohru that they needed some time to cool off. Lilac looked so sad…the poor kid couldn’t remember his parents very well…that was awful…

(Thanks! Hope he's okay)

Name/any nicknames: Levi Hamilton (Evie but only to romantic partners or he's coming for your knees)
Age: 20
Gender/pronouns: Male He/Him/They/Them
Sexuality: Gay
Personality: A bit suspicious of new people but can become close very quickly. If he's close to you, he will do ANYTHING to keep you safe. Incredibly impulsive, if he thinks it's best, he will do it. Pretty smart but he prefers to let others take charge.
Appearance: Short and fluffy black hair and steely grey eyes. He has large eyes and a rounder face than he'd like which makes him come off as younger than he really is. He is 5'6, a little too skinny, and really pale.
Background: He moved out of his parent's house a couple of years ago and was looking for a permanent house when everything turned really bad. He was with a group of young adults for a while, sheltering in a warehouse but was separated from them when the shelter was compromised.
Outfits: Dark grey aviators jacket he'll never part with, pale blue or teal shirts, ripped black jeans, black combat boots
Hobbies/talents: Staff spinning, excellent rhythm, drumming, very agile and can slip into small spaces and scale high walls
Weaknesses: Self-sacrificing, not the strongest physically, will charge in without thinking, terrible memory
Gear/Weapons: Small knife, half of a thin metal sign pole, menial first aid supplies, most of which have run out
Open to shipping?: Yesss
Other: He's left-handed