So my sister and I, @ol'dusty, are looking for a rp buddy to join us on a grandiose adventure centrificating around bad stuff happening. If you're interested, hit up :3
Character chart:
Your name:
Character's name:
5-8 word description:
5-9 personality traits:
Gender:
Age:
Other:
Moi:
Your name: Holly
Character's name: Lennie
Short physical description: Flannels, short-sleeves, old jeans, black pony-tail, blue eyes
5-9 personality traits: Easy-going, smart, resourceful, good fighter, friendly
Gender: Male
Age: 36
Other: Nope :)
(Aw jeez who should I be)
(eeearghhhhh T.T)
(hang on I'll run through my OC bank)
(mmmokay here goes)
Your name: Dusty works fine
Character's name: Vinyan Raphael
5-8 word description: Blond, gorgeous, basically Cowboy Thor, gold eyes, athletic.
5-9 personality traits: Friendly, funny, extrovert, drama-queen, kind, actually very responsible, big brother material, a teensy bit big-headed XD
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Other: He's not actually human but he's so bad at using his powers that he might as well be human
(we may have to actually start this tomorrow, gotta head to bed soon)
(still an open slot on this if anyone's interested)
(I'll give this a try. I'll be gone to a family get together in a couple of hours though)
(Sweet, glad t' have ya :D)
:)
Your name: Y'all can call me Lavy
Character's name: Ellen Weaver
5-8 word description: Brunette, tomboy, slightly skinny, angular features, practical clothes
5-9 personality traits: Practical, blunt, slightly snarky, tries to be understanding, tries to be tolerant, introverted, doesn't trust easily, survivalist
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Other: Left-handed, Good with tech
(This okay?)
(Awesome! Nice character ^^ We have about a half hour and them we'll be gone for a couple hours, btw)
(yep, that' prefect! :D And yeah, but we should be able to get a start >w<)
(I'll go ahead and start then >w<)
It had been three months since the mandatory enlistment. Three months of being stuck in the encampments, nothing happening. Each day the trainers would warn that at any moment they could be called to war, but as time passed, the stress died down. People stopped hiding in their tents and grimly struggling through their training, and started to laugh and mingle again.
It was early, though not by the recruits current standards, when the sirens sounded out the meeting call. People trickled out and started forming up in neat lines in front of the stage set up in the mifddle of camp.
(Feel free to jump in a character now >w<)
Ellen pulled herself out of her tent, frowning at the sound of the sirens. What the hell was happening now? She made her way to the middle of the camp with the rest of the crowd.
Vinyan made sure his hair was tied back and joined the growing ranks of soldiers, wondering what was going on. He hoped it wasn't time to go to battle–he didn't feel comfortable with his combat skills yet. Maybe it was somebody's birthday, that would be nice.
As the last soldiers lined up, the camp commander, General Alicia, strode up onto the podium, facing the crowd.
She called a crisp attendance, frowning as she noted a few absences, then began talking.
"Now that you're all proficient in the basics of military drills, you will begin working in teams. You will be divided into groups of three. These two people you're pared with will be your squad until you're all dead, or the war ends. All pairings are final, and no complaints may be made. I suggest you make these people your family; you'll be fighting with them in the worst of situations.
"Your squad number and the names of your squad mates will be posted in your tents. Find them, and then report to the lunch hall. Dismissed."
Vinyan returned to his tent, feeling hopeful. This sounded cool. He'd made quite a few friends already, maybe he'd be teamed up with one of them. Or maybe he'd make some new friends, that would be cool too. He just hoped they were good people.
(This makes me laugh because my sis's name is Alicia)
Ellen groaned. Great. Teams. What next? She made her way back to her tent, wondering who she'd have to put up with, and whether or not they'd be jerks.
(haha what a coincidence xDD)
Ellen found a paper posted to the front of her tent, with the number 300 on it and two names: Vinyan Raphael and Lennie Allman.
Vinyan found the same, only with the name Ellen Weaver on it.
Vinyan studied the names, then went back out and started to ask around for the people on his paper. He hadn't met either of them before, so they must have been in a different part of camp until now.
Ellen scrutinized the paper. The names sounded slightly familiar, she was pretty sure Raphael was the one blond fellow who was overly friendly. She stuck her hands in her pockets and headed off to the lunch hall.
Vinyan finally gave up and went to the lunch hall, hoping they were there already.
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