How Did We Survive? (always open!)

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    OOC: You got that right, Angel. I think Claire's becoming more of a Ivy-Roxy chick right now. Heart-break, people. Nothin' to mess with.

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    IC: Seriously? It gets on my nerves when people have famous characters as there characters.
    How would sh have a cheetah?
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    IC: The dog doesn't have a name.


    The girl quietly got up and walked over to the others.
    "Thank you. " She whispered. Analise smiled. She glanced back at Aaron. "He's actually really nice. Give him a chance. He's really protective. He's all I have. " The girl looked at her feet. "I wished I could remember. If I did, it would be so different. The Craws took that out to fill our brains with information about the cities. " The girl looked at Shanas note. "I know where that is!" She grinned excitedly. "We have to go! "


    The small pup climbed onto the girls leg, licking her hand.
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    Accepted! :)


    Dead bodies littered the ground like snow. Strange figures fought and killed the living humans. A girl much like Shana lay on the ground with a nasty scar on her throat. A family was forced to their knees, hands and feet bound. A limp pile of feathers and blood. A boy, who had Tent City clothing and a gun that they used, with a knife in his neck. A dead girl with a distinct whole in her neck. Everything seemed to move in slow motion, with a girl who stood at the center. With dark, mangled brown hair, she smirked with green fire in her eyes. Mei started, instantly waking up. She found herself still sitting on the tree branch, leaning back on the tree trunk. She sighed, It was only a dream...

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    ooc- get out of here, STALKER. :)


    ic- Shana smiled at Analise happily. "I agree. I want the old Analise back as well. We cna also find out what ever our ancestors left for us to find there."

    "Roxy gave me enough already," Claire corrected, patting Maxine's back as she padded up. "Loyal dog, me mace, and plenty of wine." Popping off the cork, she downed down at least half of it, giving a hearty burp afterwards. "Anybody want some?"

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    IC: "Which one was my ancestor?" Analise asked. The situation was awkward.
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    Okay. Snowy. Let me rack up my brain for info.
    These are the 14 you can be descended from.
    Major:
    Eshe- The Head Fighter. Female. Daring, yet kind. Current Descendants: Analise
    Sean- Sean wasn't that big, but not small enough to put in minor. He was a quiet secretive one. CD: Aaron
    Zayn- Ohgod. I can't describe him. Lets say. Eshe's enemy.
    Shana- A sweet girl, always there for others. CD: Shana
    Pierce- Shanas older brother. "Resurrected" from the dead. Lol.
    Roxy- Leader of the Group
    Ill add more later.
    Please don't choose Sean or Eshe. Those are mine.



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    "Eighteen's old enough if you're up for it, mate!" She drank some more, wiping the residue with the back of her hand, and laughed groggily. "Don't be a worry-wart, Shan. Have some fun!"

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    IC:
    Analise smacked the bottle out of the girls hand. "We don't need you drunk as we go to the third tent city. Hurry up. Because we are leaving. " Analise walked over to Aaron. He woke up. Despite how bad her leg hurt, she needed the memories.
    "I know a place where we can get a couple horses. Pack up. I want to go soon.
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    Claire glared at her, but obliged by spitting out a good, milky-white wad into the bushes. "I suppose so," she said, stuffing the bottle into her bag and kicking Maxine in her side, waking her up from her nap. "Let's go, mates! Sooner they leave, the better."

    ooc- I'm slightly dissapointed that Shana didn't get sloppy drunk *sigh* oh, well.


    ic- Shana picked up her staff. "I agree. Now let's move out."

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    IC: "Who says Im going to leave? Watch your mouth. I endured a month of hardcore training before escaping. Lets go. " The girl jogged ahead, whistling an odd melody, slightly like Firework, and it brought her pup out off the bushes. Analise carried her small backpack, and you could only wonder what hid within.


    Aaron walked with the others, quietly looking at his feet.
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