Posts by Taikan-?

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    Reverie sat perched on a rooftop, her ice-blue eyes scanning over the ruined remains of Salt Lake City. She was tired and wornout due to days and nights of missed slumber. It wasn't like she had time to sleep anways. The infected didn't sleep. All they do is locate and kill, again and again. Nothing more and nothing less. If reverie wanted survive this, sleeping would have to be the least of her worries. Especially with being on her own and all. There was the problem with finding food, weapons, shelter, and most importantly, avoiding other human beings. They were the worst- just as bad as the infected themselves.
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    Letting out a soft sigh, Reverie rose to her feet. She supposed it was about time for her to start moving again in search of a new place to hide out. This one wasn't safe anymore, pretty much ready to cave in any given moment. Security wasn't tight on it either. jumping down from a hatch that led to the interior of the building, reverie snatched her backpack that was lying on the floor and threw it around her shoulders. the blonde took the bandana that was wrapped around her neck and pulled it upwards, making sure it was covering her mouth and nose. she then made sure she had her army knife equipped in its holster as well as the pistol before exiting the rundown building and taking off into the ruined city.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:330px;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;font-size:7pt]using 12 !

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    1 ) Keep genders even please.
    2 ) Please be semi-advanced to advanced, which means have 5-10 sentences per post as well as decent spelling and grammar.
    3 ) No mary/gary sues. Make your characters interesting.
    4 ) Everyone of the 100 must be under the age of 18 or the exact age of 18 or else you get 'floated'.
    5 ) Cuss all you want. Hell, I don't care.
    6 ) There will be mature themes on this thread. If you can't handle it, don't join.
    7 ) Respect me and my rules. If you have an issue, we can politely talk it out.
    8 ) Be nice to everyone. Seriously, don't be a dick. I will not tolerate it.
    9 ) Be somewhat realistic. I understand this is set in the future, but I don't want people with giantass wings flying all over the place or shapeshifters.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=#BDBDBD; border: none; height: 249px; width: 160px; margin-left: -1px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: inherit; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; min-height: inherit; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #848484; font-family: arial]In an indeterminate year in the future, 97 years after a nuclear war has eradicated Earth's surface, the only survivors were roughly around 400 inhabitants of 12 national space stations that were in orbit.




    In space resides a station known as The Ark. The Ark has strict measures, including capital punishment for those over 18 and population control, as the leaders of the Ark take steps to ensure the survival of the human race. But now, resources are running out and the Ark is dying. For the first time in nearly a century, there is talk of returning to Earth.




    For the 100, Earth is an alien planet; however, they quickly discover that Earth is filled with new wonders and dangers of all sorts.




    With the survival of the human race entirely in their hands, the 100 must find a way to transcend their differences, unite and forge a new path on a wildly-changed Earth that is primitive, intense and teeming with the unknown.




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    GROUNDERS ; The Grounders is a term used to describe a person who was born on Earth rather than in space or Mount Weather. The Grounders alive today are descendants of humans who survived the nuclear apocalypse 97 years ago. Not much is known about their history on Earth other than them being descendants of radiation-tolerant humans and doomsday preppers who survived the nuclear apocalypse 97 years ago.


    MOUNTAIN MEN ; Mountain Men is a term used to describe a person who comes from Mount Weather. The Mountain Men alive today are descendants of humans who survived the nuclear apocalypse 97 years before the war, by living inside of Mount Weather. They are responsible for creating the deadly Reapers as well as the Acid Fog. They are not immune to radiation.


    REAPERS ; Reapers are savage, primal, cannibalistic, and brutal, showing no mercy to their victims. Most Reapers appear disfigured, with horns and bumps across their faces and head. Once a Grounder has been turned into a Reaper, they are left in the mines to guard Mount Weather.


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    beta varano. 17. the 100. co-leader.
    reserved. age. alliance. rank.
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    THE GROUNDERS ;
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    THE MOUNTAIN MEN ;
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    [fancypost bgcolor= white; bordercolor=black; width: 380px; text-align: center; color: black; font-family: georgia; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 28px; margin-bottom; 10px;][b]Urie Murano .[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black; width: 380px; height: 200px; background:url(http://38.media.tumblr.com/514…nqtuoinUfQ1rpdlxb_500.gif); background-position: center][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= #F0F0F0; bordercolor=black; width: 380px; height: 154px;][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px; text-align: justify; color: black; font-size: 9px; line-height: 90%; width: 380px; height: 130px; padding: 0px][align=center][fancypost bgcolor=white; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; width: 340px; width: 0px; height: 140px; font-size: 14px; overflow: auto; width: NUMBERpx; height: 130px; line-height: 100%; font-family: cordiaupc;]ahh, rigby's perfect <3 you'll be fine ^v^.


    There I was, sitting on a bench located inside the local airport, sipping on a steaming hot cup of vanilla macchiato, my brownish-amber orbs glued to the flight schedule that was mounted high above my head. if it wasn't already obvious to the human eye, I was tired. and I mean tired. the 'you look like shit and coffee seems to be your only way of staying awake' kind of tired. to be quite honest, I haven't gotten an ounce of sleep for the past few days due to multiple reasons. Stress and constant anxiety were major contributing factors, unfortunately.


    Anyways, today was the big day I finally return to my hometown after a good four years of disappearing without a clue given on to where I was headed and why. I left behind some good people, too. one of them was my girlfriend- well, ex-girlfriend now, but you get the point. and out of all people, she should've been the first person I told, but I didn't. and like an ass, I kept everything hidden from her. but believe me, when I say if I could tell her, I would in a heartbeat. hell, we had been dating since way back when and I was more than comfortable with sharing my feelings with her. eh... just not a few specific ones.


    Oh! And what was even worse than lying to her? yep, you guessed it! leaving her. can you believe that? I fucking left, just like that. without a word, without anything. just poof! gone. I had hoped over the years that she had found someone better than me. it was most probable that she did. I wouldn't blame her for it either. I'd do the same.


    So finally I snapped out of my mental battle of brooding over my problems. there was no point in whining over spilled milk. things were over and done with. standing up, I shuffled over to a trash can and threw away the now empty cup. my eyes shifted back to the schedule, scanning over the flights. I guess it was my cue to go and catch my plane. I definitely didn't want to get left behind. especially not in this stupid town.


    On the flight back home I was wide awake, surprisingly. I guessed it was all because of my heart that was beating a million times a second. Yeah, I was all jittery and whatnot, and my mind was buzzing with thousands upon thousands of questions. I just couldn't relax with my nerves bouncing of the walls of my body. I couldn't wait to get off of this damn plane. Too bad for me though... I had more than enough hours than I'd like to have stuck here.


    && I apologize if this is garbage ;v; I'm not the best with starting posts.
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    my character laughs it off thinking she's trying to pull a prank on her, but then realizes she's not joking. My character then persuades your character to tell her whats the problem. My character begins to comfort yours until she stops crying. Your character then leaves the bathroom. As the week passes on, my character checks up on yours every now and then, making sure that she's okay, though that your character insists that she's fine and doesn't want her help. My character, being as stubborn as she is, ignores her request. The two soon become friends and as time passes, they grow feelings for one another.


    rules ;;
    I don't ask for much but for you to post at least once a day and 3-5 sentences per post. Also try not to kiss and diss, but I wont freak out if you do. Cussing is allowed, so go ahead a cuss as much as you want. I don't care.


    forms ;;
    you don't need a full laid out form. just a name, age, and image of your character should suffice.


    here's mine ;
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    name&& logan harley nash.
    age&& eighteen.
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