forum It's the end of the world (closed)

Started October 11, 2018 by @PuffPoff

tune

(vaping in the ag. room bathrooms set off the alarms. that's what happened.
anyways, may I please join this?)

(I changed my characters name cause I didn't like it)

Cat snapped out of her daydream to the sound of a car and music. She looked down from the tree she was in, searching for the source of the noise. There was a beat-up car driving toward her general direction but she couldn't tell who was driving and whether or not they were safe. She made sure she and her things were hidden and watched the car, waiting quietly. Or she would have if the branch she was on didn't snap and break, sending her falling to the forest floor.

Nenita was laying peacefully in the hammock of an abandoned house, swinging gently among the rubble of the backyard. She was weaving the last flower into her new flower crown when she heard the familiar sound of a car engine nearby. She froze, turning toward the noise. I haven't seen a living person in months, she thought to herself. I thought I was the only one left. In her excitement, she jumped down from the hammock, grabbed her gun and took off running toward the sound.

Zerin started to pack his Prius. There were too many people coming near the area. He froze when he heard a car engine light, and music. He was in the garage of an abandoned house that he'd claimed, so he didn't need to worry about being sensed.

Nadia jumped, slamming on the breaks when she saw something fall from a tree ahead of her. The car screeched to a halt, and then she took a small pistol from the passenger seat of her car. She didn't dare roll down the windows, afraid that an animal would jump through and kill her. Instead, she waited.

Name: Quinn Carson
Age: 14
Gender/Pronouns: Female, she, her, dude
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: Long black, jagged hair, blue eyes, pale skin, some freckles.
Outfit: Black jacket full of pockets, a grey t-shirt, jeans, combat boots.
Personality: Is a very observant person whose always soaking in information, photographic memory, quick thinker, is a very understanding person and is supportive, strongly believes in gender equality, is careless, doesn't really give a care most of the time, she also fidgets a lot so she does lots of card magic tricks. Quinn has very low self-esteem and self-confidence. Most of the time she is very quiet, but if you somehow get her talking, good for you!
Backstory (optional):
Other (optional):

Name: Valerie Libra Evans
Age: 18
Gender/Pronouns: Female she/Her
Sexuality: Lesbian, very very lesbian
Appearance: Dark reddish brown hair cut short along the jawline, light brown skin with reddish hints, violet eyes, chubby and smol.
Outfit: A faded crop top purple sweatshirt with a hood and sleeves that have the thumb holes, a more warm black overcoat, jean shorts that go to her thigh, ripped fishnet leggings from wearing them so long, black combat boots.
Personality: Relies on intellect more than strength, quick witted, bit of a hot head to be honest, prefers to stay in the background, but will speak out and verbally beat you to a pulp.
Backstory (optional): Eh, I'll figure something out.
Other (optional): Only reasons she's survived this long is from her limited medical knowledge.

(Are they good?)

Name: Kaiser "Kias" Fallowfield
Age: 15
Gender/Pronouns: Nonbinary they/them
Sexuality: Ace-Aro (but still kinda questioning)
Appearance: Short curly brown hair in an undercut, tan skin, light brown eyes, somewhat bad acne, 5'10" but looks like a pole, skinny but muscular build, triangular torso frame.
Outfit: Torn-up sneakers, jeans with a leather belt, dark blue bro tank with the Nike logo on the side, black hoodie
Personality: Seems pretty chill and humorous, kind/compassionate, will beat someone to a pulp if they lose their temper, relaxed/lazy, extremely intelligent but doesn't want to apply themselves or be the "smart one", hyper when within a group of friends and will try to impress and show off for people they like, caring, comes off as kinda innocent instead of ignorant, slightly depressed/suicidal, too trusting sometimes.
Backstory (optional): He doesn't like talking about his past. Ever.
Other (optional): Anger management issues are very strong with this one. Usually addresses people informally as they use a butt-ton of slang words. Can get away with lying and hornswoggling most of the time unless someone really knows them. Likes to exercise a lot, daily even, and if they don't/can't exercise they get a little pissy/pouty and distracts themself by playing games or sleeping. Social butterfly.

Nadia jumped, slamming on the breaks when she saw something fall from a tree ahead of her. The car screeched to a halt, and then she took a small pistol from the passenger seat of her car. She didn't dare roll down the windows, afraid that an animal would jump through and kill her. Instead, she waited.

Cat lay unmoving on the ground. She knew nothing except the blinding pain in her head and her arm, the sound of a car door opening, and the sunlight filtering through the trees above before she passed out completely.

After a few minutes, Nadia stepped out of her car to investigate the noise. She kept her pistol in her hand as she crept forward. She gasped when she spotted another human lying on the ground. The girl's eyes were closed, but when Nadia looked closer she saw that the girl was still breathing. "Good lord…there's someone else. I…I thought I was the last one…" She trailed off, staring at the girl blankly before slapping herself on the forehead. "C'mon Nadia! Don't just stand there, help her!" With that, Nadia wrapped the girl's arm around her shoulder and began dragging her back to the car.

Valerie was alone in the world, as she had been since the incident. Valerie actually found it quiet amusing, humans evolved from those in Africa, and it was one of their descendants still left in the world. The only human left in the world. It was lonely, sure. But Val had her books! And her feet. No car. Okay her life seriously sucked at the moment and this needed to be fixed fast.