Posts by ChildsLoveSong

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    An asteroid hits the moon and causes a huge wave (no pun intended) of natural disasters. To make matters worse, a deadly epidemic is killing people worldwide. Society is no more. Chaos reigns, and your only objective is to survive.
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    Okay. Here's the sign up form:
    Name:
    Age:
    Gender:
    Skills:
    Weapon(s):
    Appearance (can be a picture):
    Personality:
    Backstory (optional):


    For example, here's my character:
    Name: Taylor Everett
    Age: 14
    Gender: Female
    Skills: She has incredible accuracy when firing a gun and she is very good at things like first aid.
    Weapon(s): Any kind of gun. She usually uses a Glock 17.
    Appearance: Tall, athletic, blonde, very pretty
    Personality: Smart, guarded, strong on the outside but secretly terrified and sad.
    Backstory: She lost her mom to the illness first, then her siblings died in an earthquake. Then her dad was shot.

    Name: Natalie Adams
    Age group: Teenager
    Gender: Female
    Fertile/Infertile: Fertile
    Post-war Affects: PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder-- her symptoms are trouble sleeping, nightmares, and flashbacks [the flashbacks sometimes happen at very inconvenient times. When she has a flashback, she might collapse and be unconscious or totally freaking out and talking to people that aren't there, thankfully, that doesn't happen too often.])
    Appearance: Tall, bright blue eyes, black hair, athletic. She usually wears a black long-sleeved shirt and jeans. Her hair is usually braided but when it's down it's very long and pretty.
    Basic Personality: She tries to hide the PTSD and all weakness. She just hides most of her emotions but she is extremely smart and she is a good fighter. She is great at first aid. She has a difficult time with people and being social. She also has trust issues.
    Other: She is very good with a gun and possesses a Glock 17.

    Lamia trudged up the hill. She was exhausted. She had been fighting monsters for days, on her own, with hardly any sleep or food. Her mother had given her this address and told her to go here, that her father lived here. Lamia wasn't sure if she wanted to meet her father. She didn't understand why monsters were chasing her. When she finally got ever the crest of the hill, she sat down on the ground. I'll just rest for a few minutes, she thought. Then she saw someone coming toward her

    Nicole ran through the street, shooting zombies as she went. Why did I come here? she thought. There are way too many zombies! She saw a boy overwhelmed by three of the undead.


    "Help!" he yelled.


    Nicole ran over to him. "Get down!" She shot two zombies and stabbed one. There was a huge group of the living dead, rapidly approaching them. "They are coming," she said to the boy, handing him her sword. "Protect yourself!"

    Rose walked through the street. Should I go back home? she thought. No, I can never go back. I put them all in danger. She saw a young boy standing just ahead. He had silver hair. "Maybe he's like me," she said to herself, walking over to him. "Hi."

    Name: Rose Hansen
    Nickname: None yet :)
    Age: 16
    Gender: Female
    Birth date: 7/7
    Grade: 10th
    Crush: None yet, she's new
    BF/GF: None yet :)
    Sport(s)?: Running maybe.
    Favorite song(Optional):
    Other: Her dad died and that's why her family moved here. She is really, really smart but doesn't talk much about it. She's shy and hides her emotions. She's very pretty and secretly wants to fall in love but she doesn't want to get hurt. She loves to sing but doesn't like to sing in front of people.

    Name: Aurora Clonte
    Age: 21
    ID#: 20049
    Gender: Female
    Pic/des.: Young, athletic, blonde, deep blue eyes, pretty
    Job: Doctor
    Family: Husband, Josh, and two parents who she doesn't interact with much since she got her job
    History: She loves her husband and they do not have any kids yet. She is a great doctor, very intelligent and careful. She also has a beautiful singing voice but doesn't sing very often.

    "I'm Lamia. Who are you? And... this is probably a really weird question, but... do you know anything about the monsters that chased me all the way here?" Lamia said, figuring if they thought she was crazy she would tell them she was just kidding.

    Lamia was immediately on guard. Minotaur... She hadn't fought one (yet) but they seemed pretty scary. Even though it was gone, she found herself angry at the camp. Her mother had seemed to think this place was safe. Apparently it wasn't. No wonder when she was coming here, all her instincts had told her it was wrong. For come reason, her hands were drawn to the hairpin. She took it out of her hair and looked at it. As she watched, it turned into a shining golden sword.

    OOC: Taylor, daughter of Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow and Clint Barton/Hawkeye
    Age: 14


    IC: Taylor back hand springed over to the punching bag in the practice room and kicked it as hard as she could.
    "Almost," her mom said. "Try to get the handsprings a little bit faster. Oh, by the way, your dad and I have another mission tomorrow. You're going to stay with Tony. No one else was available."
    Taylor was used to staying with the other Avengers while her parents were on missions. They liked her to stay with Steve, because he made her practice and do her homework. But sometimes she stayed with Tony Stark. He was her favorite. Tony was really fun and not annoyingly pushy like Steve and even Bruce could be. And she was friends with his son, Dom.
    Taylor grinned and continued practicing.