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Post by Akina on Jun 2, 2006 23:17:22 GMT -5
The world is on the brink of destruction. buildings were collasping everywhere, people were dying, and the whole world shakes. no one can do anything about it, or at least they dont think they can.
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Post by TheDPgroup on Jun 2, 2006 23:27:32 GMT -5
what would happen? In a new world where the sun is blocked out and clean drinking water is as valuable as gold or daimonds, where a the world we once knew is in ruins, those who meracuraously survived have evolved...
*insert new characters here >> I gotta go make mine*
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Post by Akina on Jun 4, 2006 17:51:54 GMT -5
((i'll make new characters too...... but theyll have completely random names))
*A girl with very red hair that looks like blood climbs out of an old well, which is how she survived. Her clothes are in tatters, and she looks very distraught. She has golden eyes and is the average height. She looks around at everything, which is basically nothing, and begins to sob softly*
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Post by TheDPgroup on Jun 5, 2006 16:40:17 GMT -5
(( I looked up my names! ^__^ ))
Whispers from the shadows, cast from remains of a wall that once belonged to a building, say
"Don't you dare go near her."
"But look at her! She seems so sad, can't I help her?"
"No, there's no help for anyone anymore--EILEEN! I SAID NO!"
A girl of about 18 years of age, with short cut, blonde hair, and purple tips approaches the red-head cautiously. "Are you, ok?" Eileen asks softly, blue eyes worried. Although, presented with a ragged look, her aura stays cheerful.
(( end intro of charry #1 ))
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Post by Akina on Jun 6, 2006 18:35:20 GMT -5
Girl: *sobbing* my.... my.... my family......... theyre gone.... *sniffle, sob*
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Post by TheDPgroup on Jun 8, 2006 19:17:09 GMT -5
Eileen: Aw, well, you'll live. Me and by big brother lived, we've been orphans for a long time. *sits next to her* what's your name?
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Post by Akina on Jun 9, 2006 0:24:11 GMT -5
((Completly random and I dont know if it is a name!))
Girl: my.... name? *still crying* Versha........... my name is Versha.
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Post by TheDPgroup on Jun 9, 2006 18:18:57 GMT -5
(( s'okay we make up names all the time))
Eileen: *smiles and helps her wipe her tears* My name's Eileen. *looks over her shoulder* Come out here bro!!
*a twenty-year old with spikey-combed back, purple hair with black tips and blue eyes slowly reveals himself from the shadows, hands in his pocket*
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Post by Akina on Jun 10, 2006 2:03:07 GMT -5
Versha: Hello........ *sniffle, sob, sniffle* how....... how did you live....... through....... through.......... that?
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Post by TheDPgroup on Jun 10, 2006 18:00:38 GMT -5
Guy: *shrugs* Just lucky I guess....
Eileen: Would you untroduce yourself at least??
Guy: My names Cerin.
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Post by Akina on Jun 10, 2006 23:09:52 GMT -5
Versha: Cerin.................. did your..... *sniffle* families............. *sob* die too?
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Post by TheDPgroup on Jun 11, 2006 20:21:55 GMT -5
Cerin: 'Dunno, maybe.
Eileen: Like I said, we've been orphans for a LONG time, we think they died...
Cerin: Or they just abandoned us...either way....
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Post by Akina on Jun 12, 2006 15:48:27 GMT -5
Versha: *nods*....... *sob* are you hurt in anyway from............................ you know.......... that?
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Post by TheDPgroup on Jun 13, 2006 16:24:16 GMT -5
Eileen: *smiles* Just a couple scratches and/or bruises. How about you?
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Post by Akina on Jun 14, 2006 12:42:47 GMT -5
Versha: I......... dont think im hurt..............
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I can't believe you'd stoop so low