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Started January 04, 2019 by Deleted user

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Name: Kelton Marintz
Age: 18
Sexuality: Pansexual
Gender: Male
State: Michigan
Tribe: Detriot
Looks:
Eye Color: Kelton has dark blue eyes with edges of emerald green, which he inherited from his father.
Hair Color: Kelton has naturally dirty blond hair, but dyes it black due to disliking how much of a generic white boy he looks. He also just dislikes his blonde hair, a lot.
General Features: Kelton is typically remarked for how his dark blue eyes contrast with his black hair, along with the emerald green edging around them. He has a small scar on his right cheek directly on the cheekbone from a fight that occurred in sixth grade
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/427615350125887499/488402172678111233/tumblr_omn8osqTEJ1sw8kbao1_500.jpg) but he has black hair
Body Proportions (like height, weight, etc): 139 lbs, 5'8", kind of lanky, pretty athletic
Personality:
Kelton is a typically detached individual that enjoys acting cold rather than letting people get close to him due to the past that he has had. Once friends with him, however, he can become warmer and less cold and is very protective of his friends due to not wanting to lose someone that somehow managed to break down the walls that he'd built. He is a leader-like person that will take the chance to lead people when the opportunity is given, his bravery typically exceeding most. His personality can change when he is put into a dangerous situation whereby he has to take charge in order to overcome the enemy, not having a problem with sacrificing people when it's needed. While this isn't a typical personality attribute of Khione children, his mother had taught to him that the victory of a task is all that needs to be achieved. When he is nervous, typically scratches his ring finger's base with his thumb. He also chews on his bottom or top lip when he becomes extremely focused on something, such as creating an item or writing something that is important to him.
Zodiac: Taurus (May 11)
Family: None of them are alive
Likes: Reading, drawing, listening to music, talking to his friends
Dislikes: strangers, loud noises
Other: He's ambidextrous and I'm terrible at making characters

(Is he okay?)

Name: Nick Foresting
Age: 18
Sexuality: Bisexual
Gender: Male
State: New York
Tribe: Brooklyn Tribe
Looks: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/442478732135801438/
Body Proportions (like height, weight, etc): 5'10" and 149 lbs.
Personality: Saltwater and Paintbrush https://www.pinterest.com/pin/664562488737514508/
Zodiac: Leo
Family: Lives alone, which is surprising for his age. His father and step-mom are loaded, and Nick hated being in that house, so he got them to buy his own house. Only child.
Likes: people, open spaces, the ocean, cats, coffee, books, movies, music
Dislikes: being alone, his parents, tea, being in tight stuffy places.
Other: Has insomnia

_{(He's so cute and precious!!!!!)}

((Oh shoot I’m sorry!! I can link it for just the pictures, and not just Pinterest. And the Niagra Falls and Brooklyn tribes could definetly be enemies…

Also, is anyone on? I’ll try to post a starter tonight.))

((Oh shoot I’m sorry!! I can link it for just the pictures, and not just Pinterest. And the Niagra Falls and Brooklyn tribes could definetly be enemies…

Also, is anyone on? I’ll try to post a starter tonight.))

(I'm on now. I'll update whenever possible, so you can upload the starter whenever. And you're good about the pictures. Just tell me the color of his hair and eyes.)

((Alright! Whisper, he has blond hair and greenish blue eyes.))

Nick walked down the streets of New York, headed to his spacious apartment on the other side of town. One earbud in, the other out, his nose was hit with a smell he couldn't quite identify. Wrinkling it, he could tell that whoever it was stunk of Outsider. They're gonna have a rough time here, he thought. Outsiders in Brooklyn always did.

Tick-Tock was lounging on a garbage can in a Brooklyn ally. The only thing that betrayed her anxiety at being there was her constantly darting eyes and stiffened muscles, like she was ready to bolt at any time. She gave a low growl. If her father wasn't such an idiot, she wouldn't be here right now. She slipped off the can and walked cautiously to the front of the building. It was a bunch of apartments, which just made her position here even more dangerous. If she was caught here without a permit from her chief, it might mean prison…

(Is that okay?)

Rejina paced through the town. She needed desperately somewhere to stay – she'd been sleeping on the outskirts of the city for the last three nights, and she wasn't going to do it again. Everywhere she went, people glared at her and turned her away.

((Yep!))

Wait a minute, that's not Outsider. That's Niagra Falls! Nick quickened his pace, muscles now tense. Everyone in New York knew that the Niagra Falls and Brooklyn Tribes had a rivalry; the worst in the northeast part of America alone. Some bad blood that escalated rather quickly a few years back had formed it. He neared his apartment building, and the smell grew stronger. God, they better have a permit. I'll be smelling this for weeks.

Rejina turned a corner and abruptly crashed into a Native. She stumbled back and nearly tripped over the curb. "Hey, watch it," she said shortly. (Can be Nick if you want, idc.)

((Alright))

Suddenly, Nick ran into someone. He was hit with the smell of Outsider, and automatically a snarl came on his face. "I wasn't the one running into people, Outsider," He snapped. Usually, he would be nicer, but a Niagra Falls tribe member was by his house, and he wasn't about to let down his Brooklyn blood.

Tick stiffened. She had been smelling Brooklyn in her nose so much she thought her sense of smell was permanently impaired but suddenly a fresh whiff hit her. But this time she smelled Outsider too. Someone who wasn't even from this state…. She turned and jogged away, knowing the Brooklyn native would smell her and try to investigate. "Gods damn it… I need to get outta here." she mumbled underneath her breath, but the sound echoed in the ally. She bolted like she had been dying to do for so long.

((Alright))

Suddenly, Nick ran into someone. He was hit with the smell of Outsider, and automatically a snarl came on his face. "I wasn't the one running into people, Outsider," He snapped. Usually, he would be nicer, but a Niagra Falls tribe member was by his house, and he wasn't about to let down his Brooklyn blood.

Rejina stood up. "Are you looking for trouble?" she spat. On the inside, however, she was plotting a swift escape.

"I'm not going around asking for a fight," Nick retorted, glaring angrily. "Don't step out of line, Outsider." He spoke it like it was an insult, and which it was, said with enough poison in your voice. He sniffed the air, the Niagra Falls scent now fading. I gotta get out of here, fast. Nick shoved past the girl and almost ran to his building. His blood was boiling, ready for a fight.

Rejina's head slammed into the concrete building and gave her an instant headache. She moaned and closed her eyes.
"Hey, Outsider," a new voice jeered. She opened her eyes quickly to see a gang of boys emerging from the shadows.
She forced herself to her feet. "What do you want?" she tried to sound threatening.
They laughed. "Fiesty…" one of them said, all of them eyeing her.
She tensed, deciding to make a run for the building. One of them caught the back of her jacket and yanked her back mercilessly. She banged her head again on the ground and passed out.