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 Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2012 3:02 pm
 Earth, 2078. In 2047, an underground group known as "NEF" (New Era Fixing) finally made it's move to "fix" the world, using Nuclear weapons. About 80% of North America was wiped out, and 5% were mutated horribly. The remaining survived. Soon "NEF" wiped out parts of Europe, Asia, Africa, North and South America and Australia. The world is in a post apocalyptic stage. The mutation also effected animals and plants, causing them to grow large and venomous, food becoming scarce, and even new species of plants and animals to erupt.
31 years have passed since, the world has greatly changed. Those who survived the blast went out and created communities. Some are kind, and some think survival of the fittest is the best. For those who have been mutated, they have been trying to survive, however most communities shun them and often kill them. This is the new world. The only question is, will you join it?
Or will you go against it? Rules
1. The usual, no godmodding rule. I realize this rule get's repetitive, but people still do it, so I think it's necessary just to mention it.
2. PLEASE BE ACTIVE! Don't make one of two posts, then never post again. I will delete your posts if you do this. This is probably one of the most important rules.
3. Please be literate. No, "omg wht iz going on dawg" kind of things. Also, this RP is in third person omniscient, please no first person. (EX: I walked in the woods)
4. Romance is allowed.
5. You can make as many characters you want, but please keep them active!
6. PM me your profile. I realize this a no brainier her, but it's just a reminder. God, I'm a kill joy today.
I'll probably make more rules as the RP goes on, but for now, that's all.
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2012 3:16 pm
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[color=green]Hey! Are you related to....[/color]
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[color=green]I like...[/color]
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2012 3:41 pm
Graveyard Master Who are you?
Rae Duncain
What the hell are you suppose to be?
Human
If I cut you open, can I count the rings?
18
What are you like?
Rae is the outgoing and loud mouth of the two. Even through her limited education, she is very bright. Stubborn as she is, she is also very caring to her sister, Elodie.
Hey! Are you related to....
Elodie is her younger sister. Their parents died five months prior.
I like...
-The jungle
-Elodie
-Exploring
I hate..
-Big cities
-Communities
-Bunnies.
What's your story?Out of pure luck, Rae was born 100% human from two mutant parents. She spent most of her time exploring, meeting other humans. She once met an old man who taught her how to read and write, and told Rae about life before the NEF accident. He taught her facts about animals, plants, how to survive, things her parents could never teach her. Everything changed when Elodie was born. Rae could never go exploring and running around like she did, because her parents forced her to protect Elodie, no matter what. Five months ago, their parents were killed, and Rae vowed to keep her parent's wish and keep her sister safe, no matter what. Graveyard Master Who are you?
Elodie Duncain
What the hell are you suppose to be?
Mutant
If I cut you open, can I count the rings?
11
What are you like?
Elodie is very reserved and quiet most of the time, but she has a reason to. She was brought up to be obedient and loyal to her sister, and nobody else, because her parents thought she would be killed for being a mutant.
Hey! Are you related to....
Elodie's sister Rae is still alive, however her parents have been killed months before.
I like...
-Animals
-Fruit
- Rae
I hate..
-Mutated spiders.
-Wolves
-Communities
What's your story?Elodie didn't want to be a mutant. Her mother had been caught in the blast when she was a young girl, mutating her greatly. Elodie inherited her mother's mutations, and her father's as well. Due to her mother and father's lack of educational knowledge, Elodie was never taught to speak, read or write, but she can understand people's words, unlike Rae, who was taught. Five months back, their parents were killed by a community for being mutants after they had asked to join a community. Rae has been protecting and taking care of Elodie ever since. SnowPuppy_McL Who are you?
Nova Ruiz
What the hell are you suppose to be?
Mutant
If I cut you open, can I count the rings?
18
What are you like?
She's quiet and very kept to herself, she dislikes most people at first, and she does what she has to to survive.
Hey! Are you related to....
Her Family is completely gone. Every single on of them.
I like...
Nature, animals...or what used to be of them. She'd never seen nature or animals the way her grandparents did before all of this. Singing and dancing.
I hate..
When people get in the way of what she wants, and when people threaten her,. What's your story? {Nova was very young when her mother had died. Maybe about 7 years old. They were the last of her family to die and that left Nova alone in this great, bit, terrible world. She wandered for a most part, keeping in mind to stay hidden as her mother had told her. It wasn't that hard to blend in, though. She still looked human,..with a few differences. For example, her right eye is completely white but she can still see out of it; she just wears an eye patch to cover it. There are also these black marks that spiral up her legs that she covers. Not long after her parents died, an old woman found her and took her into the human community with her, thinking she was human. Nova had only told them she'd lost her right eye to a couple of mutants a few years back and they believed her. The woman eventually found out what she was, but kept it secret since she'd grown fond of the little girl. A lot of people had actually grown fond of her. Then people caught wind that there was a mutant in the community and Nova watched the woman who took her in be killed on terms of betrayal because of her. She cried for days but stayed in the community knowing they didn't know she was Mutant. She carried on her daily activities when the "leaders" son came up to her, barking orders at her and saying she was doing everything all wrong. Which a flick of his wrist he slapped her, telling her about how "Things need to be done right." and "Survival of the fittest." but his finger hooked her patch and he saw, for the first time, what she was. It was only a matter of time, she knew. He took out his sword, they exchanged words..mutant to human..and he couldn't do it. She ran then..and he followed. SnowPuppy_McL Who are you?
Logan Negil
What the hell are you suppose to be?
Human
If I cut you open, can I count the rings?
20
What are you like?
Logan is very stubborn and hard headed. He always acts as the leader of the group even though he doesn't know what he's doing.
Hey! Are you related to....
I left my only living relative
I like...
girls and swimming
I hate..
Mutants, except Nova.
What's your story? Logans mother was killing by a mutant when he was very young. He didn't even get to know her really yet, which is why his hatred for mutants had always been strong..until Nova. His father created this human community when Logan turned 13 and being the leaders son made him hot headed. He lived a good life and never encountered mutants besides a few times in his life. Then, one day, he noticed the new girl doing her normal everyday chores..but she kept knocking things over and doing everything wrong. He should have just left her alone, but he'd had a bad day and this was who he decided to pin it on. He strode over there, yelled at her, and gave her a swift flick of his hand across her face as he spoke. When he looked down, he saw the complete why eye staring up at him. enraged, he drew his sword. She'd lied to them, acted as one of them, she betrayed them.. he thought but she never did anything wrong. For the first time in his life, he put his sword down in front of a Mutant and left the very next day with her.  Creamsicle Bunnies Who are you?
Ren Winterbourne
What the hell are you suppose to be?
Human
If I cut you open, can I count the rings?
Twenty-nine
What are you like?
Ren is quiet and mature, his deep voice carrying a sense of coldness. While his character is perceived as dark and distant, he is rather protective and wise. He isn’t shy or mean, but his honesty tends to be rather blunt and sometimes harsh when ill prepared. He is usually very serious nowadays.
Hey! Are you related to....
Ren has family out there and wants to find them.
I like...
Tea and sweets, despite their rarity. Smoking. Using his gun unnecessarily. Wearing his hat.
I hate..
Being asked questions. Being late or missing things. People touching him. Bitter foods.
What's your story? Ren lived when the mutations were still just a couple years old. Mutants were still a new thing and people didn’t know how to interact with them. Ren’s parents decided to have the notion that mutants were horrid creatures. Ren, however, wasn't easily influenced and refused to subject anyone without no reason; he treated mutants with indifference. He was a righteous child, which often gotten him in trouble with his parents, who remained to live in their house after the blast. Yet, Ren was a very rebellious child and often ventured around his neighborhood. He learned how to shoot a gun when he was seven by his parents, who had given him his own gun at ten. And Ren lived his life much this way, a very complacent child as he was yet not sheltered in the least, and eventually he was an adult. His parents passed, though he never did get along with them, and raised his younger brother, Amory. The two decided to leave the house and ventured the world outside. They came across many dangers and people, yet they came and went. After events unfolded, he was separated and was lost. Now Ren is determined to find his way back and find his family at any cost.  Creamsicle Bunnies Who are you?
Amory Winterbourne
What the hell are you suppose to be?
Human
If I cut you open, can I count the rings?
Nineteen
What are you like?
Amory is still young, naïve in the sense of the world. He is stubborn and outgoing, very righteous and fair. He has a hard time learning, but is good with basic survival skills.
Hey! Are you related to....
Ren is his older brother. He treats Lenore as his mother.
I like...
Exploring. Sweets. Company.
I hate..
Large bodies of waters because he can’t swim. Animals. The dark.
What's your story? Amory was born to strict parents. His older brother, Ren, had learned to act indifferent to the constant. Amory, however, was a bit more restricted than his older brother. Only when his parents died when Amory was nine did he taste freedom from the house they lived in. Ren decided to leave then, and took Amory along to search for a place to belong. They traveled for a long time, and came across a few humans and many mutants. Ren learned about the world from Ren who taught him not to mind mutants as much, but to try not to associate with them so much. It was only after they met Lenore did things seemed to look up. They found Lenore in a predicament, saved her, and have since traveled with her. The trio traveled together for a long time. It was when the trio was ambushed by hostile mutants did they get separated. He lost Ren in the skirmish and ruin, but managed to stick with Lenore. With how things turned out, he believes Ren had died after losing him, seeing as how the building collapsed and broke down. Though Amory mourns over his brother’s death, he has decided to step up and take the alpha role. Creamsicle Bunnies Who are you?
Lenore Fortuna
What the hell are you suppose to be?
Secretly a mutant
If I cut you open, can I count the rings?
Twenty four
What are you like?
Rather than looking the way she does, she is rather dull and indifferent. Though she looks delicate, she is rather aggressive and competitive. She is motherly and wise, seemingly well experienced. She is insensitive to others at times, but is sensitive at other times too.
Hey! Are you related to....
They all died. She has recently seen Ren and Amory as family though.
I like...
Being with people. Big, open spaces. Having enough food. Ren.
I hate..
The night and what it brings. Being around other mutants. Amory getting in trouble.
What's your story? Lenore was mauled to near death by a wild boar. Lying there, Lenore could only think of the insignificant life she’s lived. Her parents were first generation mutants. They were turned in the blast. When they had Lenore, they told her stories of how they used to live. It sounded like a dream. However, such an aspiration was impossible for a mutant like her and a world like the one she lived in. The world was hostile to mutants, shunning them from society and left to pick up scraps and live nomadic lives. Lenore was regretful, not wanting to die so young at twenty two. And as fate would have it, a man and a boy came to save her. They took her in and cared for her without little reason. And Lenore became attached with Ren and Amory, and followed them around for two years. She had kept being a mutant from them, for fear that they would reject her and perhaps kill her. She was lucky to have mutant traits that could be hid. Along her abdomen, mid and low back, and stomach, a pattern scrawls around her body like a corset. They are bluish, purplish color in color, like bruises, that cover her body and swirl about in a sickly matter. She knows they are growing gradually, but wanted to hide being a mutant a little longer. After an incident in a ruined building, Ren was separated from Lenore and Amory. The building was collapsing and they were ambushed by hostile mutants who wanted to kill them for their supplies. The building fell and a few explosions left them in disarray. There was no way that Ren could’ve survived and that’s what Lenore believed. It was painful to leave, but Lenore had to look after Amory and now the two are searching for a sanctuary to call home. Graveyard Master Who are you?
V Pierrot
What the hell are you suppose to be?
Mutant. He has
If I cut you open, can I count the rings?
15
What are you like?
V is an unruly teenager, who does what he wants, when he wants, and doesn't mind slitting a few throats to get what he wants. Arrogant, stubborn and an overall jackass.
Hey! Are you related to....
His parents died when he was just an infant.
I like...
Knives, Climbing trees, Running wild, Wine.
I hate..
Animals and Humans. To V, they're the same thing.
What's your story?Born from two human parents, it seemed almost impossible for V to come out as a mutant. V's parents were born as humans, though the radiation from the bomb had affected their genetic line. V's mother had died while giving birth to him, and his father ended up sacrificing himself trying to safe V. After all this, he was taken in by an old man, who raised him and taught him to be brute and use force to survive. The old man died when V was ten. Soon enough, V had no trouble surviving. Mugging travelers, stealing, he even resulted to murder at times. Why? To steal whatever he could. Graveyard Master Who are you?
Alia and Nina Meryl.
What the hell are you suppose to be?
Both slightly mutated. Alia (On the right) has spiral horns and Nina has cat-like ears.
If I cut you open, can I count the rings?
Alia is fourteen and Nina is sixteen.
What are you like?
Nina, as the oldest of the two, took on the responsible role of an older sister. However, unlike Rae, she isn't as tough and outspoken, so she appears to be small and weak. Alia, surprisingly is the strongest of the two. Not as responsible and courageous as Nina, but she is kindhearted and earnest. Alia is also an excellent fighter.
Hey! Are you related to....
Alia and Nina are sisters. Mother and Father's status is unknown, but not deceased.
I like...
Nina: Outdoors, Birds and Rivers.
Alia: Butterflies, Spears and
I hate..
Nina: Nothing much.
Alia: Bears. Especially the mutated ones.
What's your story?It seemed like Alia and Nina's life was fairly normal and calm, for mutants. Their severely mutated parents secluded themselves from any communities or any type of civilization: They only thought that they would bring trouble to themselves and their daughters. So, their parents found an abandoned hut in the middle of the woods and raised their daughters there in peace. The girls had little to no contact with other human (Or mutants) at all because their parents were afraid that they would try to hurt them or kill them. But one day, Alia and Nina's father did not return from his hunting trip. Worried, their mother went out to find him that night, and they never returned. At the time, Alia was eleven and Nina was thirteen. Without anything else to do, the girls left the hut and ventured out into the world...
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2012 2:20 pm
 "Come on, Come on!"Rae screamed as she grabbed her sister's hand and started to run. Rae Duncain was in the middle of the seventh chase of the week. It was Rae's idea to stop by a community and ask if she could stay for the night with her sister. It would of went well if her sister wasn't a mutant. Running by her side was Elodie. She struggled to keep up with her sister's pace, and stumbled to the ground. Rae stopped, turned to the girl, and yanked her up onto her shoulders. Without hesitation, she began to run again. After an hour of non stop running, Rae finally collapsed. Elodie hopped off of Rae's shoulders and hauled her near a large tree. The teen coughed and hacked as her worried little sister helped her sit up against the tree.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 12:06 am
Logan had just been doing the normal, scouting the area with his knife in a clenched fist. He focused mainly on his hearing, which served him fine on most accounts but this wasn't the day, apparently, as his head swiveled in the direction of Gunfire; The direction Nova had just gone to hunt for food. "Nova!" His deep voice bellowed through the trees as he ran towards the sound with fear of seeing Nova's dead body. "Nova?" He broke through the trees and found a man lying in his own blood. With a sigh of relief, he looked up at the blonde girl kneeling in the tree with her make-shift bow and arrows.
"What?" Her Soprano voice sounded nonchalant for just having killed someone. "You don't think I can take care of myself?" Swiftly, she jumped down and stood in front of the dark haired man with a coy smile. "Trust me, honey. It's gonna take a lot more to take me down."
Logan didn't even say a word, but he answered her with a half smile. His nerves were jumbled and he needed to get his bearings. Why did he feel so much with this girl? He didn't love her. No, he didn't feel any pull like that towards her at all, and yet he knew he couldn't bare not having her at his side.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 8:54 am
Elodie examined Rae's worn out body. Surely she was exhausted from running so long, but Elodie started to notice how swollen Rae's ankles were. "Get....help...." Rae mumbled between breaths. These were two words Rae would never say. Usually if the two girls needed help, they'd always find a way to fix it themselves. But judging by the helpless look on Rae's miserable face, they needed to find help. Elodie nodded her head and set off.
Elodie wasn't very familiar with the surroundings as her sister was, and didn't communicate as well as Rae either. Actually, Elodie didn't speak at all. So finding help would be rather difficult, with the addition of Elodie being a mutant made matters worse. Once she heard two people speaking, she dodged behind a tree in fear. She peaked her head to see what was going on. A boy and a girl. She presumed they were both human, but wasn't so sure about the girl.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 11:47 am
 ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ It was then Ren had heard a gunshot for off, to the southeast of where he was then. He could surely make an educated guess what kind of gun it was, based off the sound it made. He paused in his step, turning and waiting to listen for more of the struggle, but heard nothing and now debated if he should go looking for it. Of course, that meant trouble for whenever Ren came across anyone, they either wanted to kill him, rob him, or a combination of both.
Ren tilted his had a little over his eyes and decided that he should go check it out. If there was any little chance that it may be Amory and Lenore, Ren would go for it.
He breathed deeply for a moment, his hand resting at the revolver at his belt and darted off through the forest. Rather than take his time, he rushed towards he sound of the gun, hoping desperately that at the end of his race, there was his family again. His dark eyes were cautious and he paused several times because of his paranoia, but moved forward again to the general direction of the shot. After thirty minutes, he stopped, now a little out of breath and a bit clueless as where to go.
It was foolish of him to go running off because there was a small hope that it was what he was looking for and he cursed silently to himself for making such a rookie mistake. He lifted his hat and looked above at the canopy, taking in the breath of the trees and the useless dirt around him. Amory and Lenore were out there somewhere, alive or dead, and with this small hope, Ren moved forward for ten minutes, walking over the roots and bushes.
He paused, listening to what he believed to be haggard breathing and bent slightly, his tall figure now crouched as he tried to figure where the source was. Ren surveyed the area, which consisted of bushes and many trees, before stepping forward.
There.
The pained face was pitiful and the girl looked ragged and miserable. He stood straight, making his way to her, constantly looking around if it were a trap, before standing a couple yards from the girl. She looked helpless and upon further notice, Ren found that her ankles were swollen, probably both twisted. Injuries in this world often led to death and Ren didn't think she'd have much of a chance of survival being that she was by herself.
Ren slid the revolver out of his belt, making sure it had bullets, before pointing it at the girl. Alas, he opened his mouth to speak, his very deep voice was slow and sounded like he hadn't spoke in a long while.
"Do you want me to put you out of your misery?" His eyes held coldness, but a somehow offering of sympathy. She looked around the age of Amory, and even though Ren was a toughened character, he softened around the prospect of children. "I can save you. I can save you with a single bullet if you say yes," he offered after a moment.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 12:38 pm
 It was not a gift forged nor gilded, but a helpful aid for eye sight. Hearing them crack under Amory's shoe broke whatever heart Lenore had. She made an alarmed sound, turning her head to Amory, who looked surprised and then guilty when he figured out what he had done. "Ah," he managed to say, stepping back as he looked at the damage.
But there was no way to mend the situation. The glasses were already broken, and Lenore could do nothing to fix the shattered glass and broken frame. They were only reading glasses, but glasses were hard to come by. She remained silent, not one to yell or get mad. But Amory immediately apologized, scratching his head with blamed eyes. Lenore sighed, watching as he bowed his head before resuming her packing. "Come, and finish packing so we could go. We can't stay here," she murmured and stood when she was finished, slinging the bag over her shoulder. Amory finished after several minutes and joined Lenore as they ventured.
"I want to find water soon, before night fall," she commented. Lenore hated the night and what it brought, and wanted to get where she wanted before settling. They needed water to fill their thermoses and to clean themselves. She glanced to Amory, who looked dirty, and assumed that she herself probably looked the same. Her grayish blue eyes were not as cautious as Ren's were, but they were still apt to pick up small movements like that of a cat's.
She was wary, unlike Amory who only knew to trudge forward. She constantly reminded him to keep up or to move more quietly, the nineteen year old still having no sense of urgency.
Perhaps it was because Lenore was a mutant. She knew the abuse that was brought along for being one of her race. It was why Lenore decided to seal away her secret. She kept silent, thinking about it. Amory didn't know, nor did Ren when he was alive. When she was mauled by that boar, there was that small chance of luck that Ren did not see the patterns that melded with her skin. She touched her stomach lightly. The patterns were growing, if only slowly. She bit her lip, fearing the day that they swallowed her whole and she could no longer hide her secrets from those she cared about.  Amory struggled to keep up, if only because Lenore could move easily into small places. Since Amory was very tall, like his brother, he had difficulty being agile.
Surely, he still felt guilty for breaking Lenore's glasses. Even though she reassured him that she didn't need them, Amory somehow wanted to make it up to her. His solemn eyes watched her back, her blonde hair reflecting very pretty in the canopy's speckled light despite the tangle mess it was. Amory sighed as well, and looked around. They weren't in a forest, no, but an overgrown street now. The wildlife had taken over the urban cities. It was dangerous to be walking in these parts, and he knew Lenore knew that as well. He guessed that Lenore wanted to find an abandoned house to gather supplies before finding some water to camp.
Amory was paranoid, though. They had lost Ren in a place like this and Amory didn't want to be here. He commented about it Lenore, who told him it was fine. Desperate times called for drastic measures.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 12:59 pm
The gunshot made Rae's heart sink. Her mind was racing with thoughts such as Elodie is dead! They shot her! No, HE shot her. This man shot her! Rae gritted her teeth and slid up against the tree, so she could stand, and keep her balance. "You killed my sister, didn't you? You probably shot her dead right on the spot!" she exclaimed, her ankles starting to tremble. Rae started to calm down a bit, her breathing was slowing down. What if he did kill her? What if he didn't kill her? What if she's lost? Or injured? Or maybe a group found her, and took her with them? Or what if she's slowly being tortured by a community?
Rae knew being paranoid wouldn't help her in this situation. She heaved a heavy sigh and look up at the man with sorrowful eyes. "Death seems unavoidable, isn't it?" she muttered, holding back the pain she felt. If only she knew Elodie was in safe hands, she would of cheered 'yes' and let the man take her out of her misery. But she had to stop and think: Is there a chance that Elodie is safe? Probably not.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 1:46 pm
Nova seemed to be ever so quiet now, hardly speaking after her kill as she often did. She didn't find pleasure in killing as some did, but it was a means of survival and, for that, she refused to feel guilty. Her senses were open, listening for any little rustle of leaves or the crack of a stick. She'd grown up in a harsh world..they all did, but Nova had a knack for living in the wild. She knew how to hunt, knew what plants to eat, knew how to find water, and even make shelter; but this wasn't the time for any of those things. They had to get out of there. "C'mon." Her normally soprano-like voice was now low as she hooked her bow over her shoulder and grabbed her bag. They couldn't stay here any longer; where there was one, there were more to come. Then she heard it. The crack of a stick just to the left of her. With simple, practiced grace her bow was in her hands with an arrow pointing right at this strange girl. Nova moved slowly, arrow pointed straight at her. "What do you want?" She could tell this girl was a mutant, but Nova believed one person was enough to trust.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 2:47 pm
◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ Ren paused, watching as the girl struggled with a sizable amount of pain. He lowered his gone, watching as the girl convince herself that death was inevitable. He shook his head, his eyes lowered. "Instead of death, one can choose everlastingness," he muttered. Whether the girl would understand or not, he decided not to kill quite yet. After all, she seemed harmless, useless because of her injury. And if she understood that much, it would be better of her to sit down.
"If you are referring to that gun shot earlier, then the answer to your question is no." He still held his gun in his hand, still wary. If that gunshot was aimed for this girl's sister, then it was best believed she was dead. Though he wouldn't so quickly assume, he was relaxed a little with the assurance that this girl was alone.
"You're alone? How old are you?" He asked vaguely. He wasn't caring or concerned for the girl, since it wasn't in his place to. He merely wanted information. Perhaps she had seen Amory or Lenore.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 3:18 pm
"Uh-Uh..." The little girl's voice was soft, yet high. She didn't know what to say. She didn't know what she could say. Her eyes were wavering, as if she was going to cry. Elodie started to back away, afraid of the two. But she knew Rae needed help, and she needed it now. "Help Rae!" the little girl cried. Rae glared at the man, her eyes filled with hatred. At least she knew he didn't kill Elodie. "I am eighteen. My sister, Elodie, left a few minutes ago to fine help." Rae explained, her voice became lower. After a brief moment of silence she looked up at the man. "I understand this world is pretty...how do I put this...'weird' right now. And I know I can't keep going like this with these ankles. I would love if you were to put me out of my misery as much as the next guy, but there's one thing stopping me." Rae stopped and raised her head up. "My sister. Please, do me a...close-to-dying-favor. I need you to find her." Rae plead, her voice sounding as if she was going to cry.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 3:34 pm
The moment the girl told her to help Rae, Nova put her bow and arrow back. She was simply a struggling girl, obviously with some other person, but a struggling girl none the less; and Nova knew how it was to struggle. They all did it out here. "Come on." Nova nodded towards the girl, but she was talking to Logan who now stood besides her. "Show us where." She told the girl.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 11:30 pm
◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ Ren listened quietly, watching as the girl begged him to find her little sister. He scratched his head, cursing himself for getting involved. He wasn't a softie, but he felt pity for the girl who would most likely die without proper attention. He was only good with minor wounds. Amory was pretty good with medicine stuff, but Ren could do little about sprains. "Look, girlie, I'm not some charity case," he murmured, leaning on one leg as he rubbed his thumb against the gun he was holding. He looked somewhere far off, sighing as he stood there with his drab.
He looked back at the girl who sounded like she was about to cry. He cursed to himself before turning around, pacing a little as he thought feverishly. "s**t!" Ren turned back around, looking at the girl with a serious look. "Then you better not die when I come back. I have to ask a favor with you. Just don't die." He cocked his gun. "Now where did your sister run off to?"
When Rae told him the direction her sister left to, Ren ran towards that area, slowing when he found himself lost. He stopped, listening before hearing some voices far off. They were soft and Ren wouldn't have heard if he hadn't stopped running. He tried to quietly sneak up on the situation, and found a young girl. She was obviously a mutant. A dark hair guy stood there with his back turned to Ren, as well as a blonde girl. Ren darted from the bushes. "Amory! Lenore!" He was obviously mistaken, his conscience's desires disillusioned him to the point in believing that these people, who only looked slightly related to who he thought they were, were those people. But he could then tell they were obviously not, that they didn't look anything alike, and that he had made a mistake in making himself known. Where was that blasted girl? Elodie...was that her name? He didn't know how to read the situation because he had jumped ahead. He prepared his gun and cleared his throat. "Is there an Elodie here?" He remarked sharply, not wanting to get into a fight because he would be easily outnumbered.
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2012 2:08 am
"Oh, great." Nova's soprano-like voice was filled with sarcasm as another jumped from the bushes. Her bow was back in her hands, arrow pointing straight at him with the string drawn back as far as it could go. It was instinct to her. It was a killed or be killed world, after all. It was almost hard to believe that just a few months back she would've accepted death with opened arms; To embrace the kiss from the Angle of Death to take her out of her misery. Now, Death wasn't an option to her. "Not me." She glanced at the girl for just a brief second before turning her gaze upon this man. "Would that happen to be you, Child?" She asked the girl without turning her gaze back on her.
Logan wasn't as extreme as Nova was, pointing weapons at strangers who had weapons; but her knew it was just how she was and he wouldn't accept her any different. She kept them alive by doing almost everything for them. She hunted for food, made fire, built shelter. The girl hardly even slept because her fear kept her mind from entering the deep stages of sleep. Logan almost felt bad for her, but he couldn't pity the girl. She was strong and where is the pity in that? "Nova, I thi-" The swoosh of the arrow stopped him in his sentence. Then the deadly Thwamp of it piercing flesh and muscle. He almost thought she'd killed the man without thinking twice about it, but then he saw the man behind him go down. She just saved him.
"There's more coming, we have to move." Nova was confident, taking the lead as she turned towards the little girl and swung her on her back to carry her easier. Honestly, it should've been one of the boys. "Tell me where your friend is now before they find her." Nova could hear voices, roughly five of them, and they were getting closer. Logan was next to her in a second, ready by her side as always. "I refuse to kill anybody else today." She told the man before darting off into the trees and greenery. If he chose to follow, so be it, if he chose to stay, well..it was his funeral.
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