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Ophelia turned and looked at Valerie with a smile that said that yes, she [i]was impressed. She listened intently to the other woman, interested in how she got into engineering. "It sounds really fun, honestly. You seem to like it a lot," she said after noticing how Valerie seemed so connected with it.

The blonde nodded. "Oh yeah. Medicine was the best thing I ever did. Sadly, I didn't go through with it. My parents passed down their company to me while I was in med school and I had to drop out. But god, it was so fun. I loved learning how to solve things, how to save someone." Ophelia smiled softly. "It was great," she murmured.
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Ophelia rolled her eyes at herself before she spoke again. "And yeah, it's kinda weird how I loved saving people but then turned into a serial killer, but I just, I don't know, snapped and killed him, and then killed the other two. I loved saving people before all of that. It's hard to explain. My psychiatrist at the prison said it was because my stress was off the charts, which ultimately led to a psychotic break," she said, rolling her eyes. Who had ever turned into a serial killer due to stress?. "But yeah, before all of that happened, I genuinely enjoyed saving lives."

Ophelia enjoyed the silence that hung in the air between them for a few seconds before Valerie asked another question. Looking over at the brunette, she answered. "You probably haven't heard of it. J.C. Black Co.. It's a crazy journalism company like Buzzfeed." A few minutes later, Valerie was grabbing her wrist and pulling her behind a van. A short, quiet sound of shock escaped and she looked up quickly and noticed the people a few yards ahead of them.

Quickly formulating a plan, Ophelia looked at Valerie. "Alright, so it's gonna be hard to sneak past them, but let's try to stay off the road and on the right sight of the cars. Move quickly from car to car and if one of them spots you, just come out with your hands up and I'll come out and try to negotiate. If push comes to shove and they get violent, then we'll either fight back or run in the woods. You up for it or do you have another plan?"
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[i]Who are these people? she thought, her brows furrowing as she focused, studying their movements. One of them turned around and she quickly ducked back behind the cover of the car. She heard a few heavy footsteps that grew louder by the second before they eventually came to a stop. Ophelia waited a few seconds before she peeked around the corner of the car. Apparently, the group had split up, probably to search for supplies, and one of them had come to the back of the car that Ophelia and Valerie were hiding behind. There was no way that both of them would be able to make it to the next car without him hearing or spotting one of them. Making a quick decision, Ophelia turned to look at Valerie and pointed to the next car and mouthed "go" before she turned back around, waiting for the man to come around the corner of the vehicle.

Just as she had predicted, he came around the car only a few seconds after she turned back around. He spotted her, and before he could alert the others, she stood up quickly and put her hand over his mouth, wrapping her arm around his neck before forcefully dragging him down to the asphalt, putting him in an effective choke hold. He struggled against her, his boots kicking against the ground in a haste to escape, but Ophelia locked her arm and prayed that none of the others heard his struggle. Eventually, his kicks grew weaker and she felt his muscles relax. Holding the position for a few more seconds, Ophelia finally let him go and silently laid him down against the asphalt beside the car before she looked through the window again, her heart pounding as adrenaline rushed through her.

Thankfully, no one had heard the silent takedown. With a quiet sigh of relief, Ophelia quickly made her way to the next car, resting her head against the cool metal as she tried to lower her heart rate.
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Julius smiled. [b]"Don't worry about it, Madyson," he said. After a few seconds of awkward silence, Madyson spoke up again. "Oh, I'm Julius." He awkwardly ran his hand through his hair before he pointed behind him. "I have to go before I'm late to class. What do you have next?" he questioned as he pulled out his schedule and looked it over again, making sure he remembered which hall to go on. "I actually have a medical class next."

//oh my lord, I'm sorry for the short post and taking forever, but I've been busy all day
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Ophelia jumped when the car alarm started blaring, filling the quiet air. "Great," she mumbled quietly before she turned to peek around the corner of the car at the other group. The collected look on their faces quickly vanished and was replaced with panic. Ophelia moved back behind the cover of the vehicle whenever they all turned and began heading toward their own car. She waited until she heard the engine start before she peeked back around. Watching them speed away, she waited a few seconds before she stood from her crouched position. Instantly, Ophelia reached into the back pocket of her jeans and pulled out a clip of ammo, handing it to Valerie. "You're probably going to need that in a few minutes," she said while simultaneously pulling her pistol out of the waistband of her jeans.

The blonde pulled the chamber back on the gun and spoke. "If we hurry, we can hopefully get a head start on whatever that damn alarm attracts here." She held the gun tightly and kept her finger on the trigger in case any infected decided to pop up out of nowhere. Setting off at a quick pace, Ophelia made her way through the cars, listening for any other sort of movement other than her and Valerie. The faint sound of the infected reached her ears and she sped up her pace even more. There was no telling how many of them were in the woods on either side of the highway, and she really didn't want to find out. Ophelia knew that no matter how fast their pace was, the infected would eventually catch up. They just needed to make sure that they were far enough ahead of them for Valerie to have enough time to fix the truck. Turning around, she looked at Valerie before she spoke. "I hope you're good at cardio, because if we want enough time for you to fix the truck and get the hell out of Dodge, we have to set a fast pace."

//ugh mine kept doing the same thing. i gave up and typed it all back up on my laptop

Ophelia nodded in agreement, biting her lip as she tried to quickly formulate another plan. What had she been thinking? Running into a herd of infected was suicide. Dammit, she thought, the low growls of the infected getting louder by the second. Where could they go? Her brows furrowed and she returned her gaze to Valerie. "We could try to hide underneath one of the cars. Chuck said that he did it one time when he was out on a run by himself and it worked. They'll all go toward the car," she pointed to the car that was going off, "and we'll sneak out from underneath the one we're hiding under before they lose interest in the other one," she offered. They really didn't have much of a choice. Their options were limited, and she just hoped that Chuck wasn't pulling her leg when he told her about it.

"If we run with that plan, though, we'll have to hurry with it because they're getting close." She sounded somewhat calm about the whole situation. Bottling up her fear had been one of the first things she learned when she went to prison, and it all worked out until this came along. Ophelia's green eyes shifted from car to car, hoping to find one that seemed tall enough for the two of them to slide underneath it. She walked back toward the van that they had taken cover underneath just a few minutes ago and bit her lip once again. "This one should work," she said, placing her hand on the side of the van for support as she got down to her knees to look under the van. "You up for a few minutes underneath a van?"

//sorry for the short posts, i'm working on homework ^^'

//i always typed mine up in the notes on my phone before i coped and pasted it but i don't think the same codes work for the bold and italicized options and i don't want to go through the whole post and find everything again

Ophelia lowered herself to the ground and quickly slid underneath the van right as soon as the first walker emerged from the forest. She slid further underneath the van as quickly and quietly as she could. Her breath hitched in her throat as the growls grew closer and before she knew it, the walkers were slowly making their way through the cars and around the van. Her hand made it's way to the hilt of her knife, which was strapped to her thigh. She tightened her fingers around it, but didn't pull it out, afraid that the sharp blade would cause a glint from the sunlight and attract unwanted attention from one of the infected, and they definitely didn't need that. Ophelia's flinched when one of the walkers fell lost its balance and fell against the van, surprisingly catching itself before it fell to the asphalt. Please keep going to the alarm, don't stop here. Finally, among the deep, loud sounds coming from the infected, Ophelia heard beating coming from the car that was set off, and nearly sighed in relief when she realized that her plan had work. Despite the large number of walkers around the blaring car, there was still a lot more making their way to it. After they passed, both Valerie and herself would hopefully sneak out on the opposite side of the van and work their way through the cars without being noticed.

As the last of the stragglers passed the van, Ophelia let out a short, quiet exhale of relief. Thank god for Chuck and his stories, she thought. Slowly, she gently lifted herself up off of the asphalt as much as the small space underneath the van would allow, avoiding the sound of her jacket scraping against the asphalt as she slowly moved closer to the edge to see if it was good for them to go. The hard rock underneath her palms irritated her skin as her hand dragged toward Valerie, gently tapping the brunette's arm to get her attention and a silent gesture that it was good for them to go. The blonde quickly made her way out from underneath the van, ignoring the growls coming from behind her and set herself in a crouched position before she quietly made her way toward their original destination. She kept on the outside of the cars, not risking the chance of one of the infected turning around. She let her gaze drift behind her, checking to see if any of them had spotted the duo. You're good. Just keep going.

//yeah, that's happened to me, too

Ophelia tensed when Valerie passed her, silently hoping that the woman was thinking more of stealth than speed. They didn't need walkers turning around and coming toward them because the bottom of someone's boot scuffed the road. Not bothering to keep up with the brunette, Ophelia kept her pace the same, being careful to stay quiet as she moved along the cars. She followed Valerie's path, checking corners before she moved on to the next vehicle. Within a short span of time, Ophelia caught up to Valerie. "Heading down the road would probably be safest, but I think I'd rather get back to the truck before dark. I don't remember packing a flashlight. Let's go with the woods. There's a lot more cover if we go into the woods, too, because I think that this was the last patch of cars," she said. The young blonde reached up and placed a stray strand of hair behind her ear as she turned around to look back at the infected that were still piled around the loud car. "The battery is probably running low. The alarm could turn off any second now, and the walkers will start to lose interest, so if we're going through the woods, then let's go." Ophelia looked back at Valerie before she started heading toward the woods, not standing from her crouched position until she was in the ditch and out of sight from the infected.

//sorry for the short post. i'm working on homework and just wanted to get something out for you ^^'

-using sunshine boy

I rushed but I'll be editing and making Erin's history and everything longer and more detailed but here's the app.

@sxturn aaaah thanks! i'm super excited.

hey, guys! plot with my lil bean pls

harlivicious wrote:

I rushed but I'll be editing and making Erin's history and everything longer and more detailed but here's the app.

erin larsson - twenty - feminine - dauntless - (FC: amber heard)

full name: Erin Nicole Larsson
name meaning: Poetic, victorious, & saint
nicknames or alias: People close to her call her Nic (pronounced nick).
age: Twenty
birth date: September twenty-fourth
gender identity: Cisgender female
pronouns: She/her/herself
initiate, instructor, or other: Instructor

height: 5'7"
weight: 121 lbs
hair color: Blonde
eye color: Green
body type: Slim, muscular, toned
hair type: Wavy
body modifications: Erin has a tattoo of her grandfather's birth year (1946) in roman numerals on the inside of her elbow. Both of her earlobes are pierced, her left cartilage is pierced, and she has a single dermal piercing on her right collar bone.
significant markings: She has a scar on the back of her hand that wasn't treated properly.
token item: Erin has a necklace that her father gave to her before she took her aptitude test.
physical description: While only standing at 5'7" and weighing 121 pounds, the tanned blonde woman packs a punch. Being an athlete for four years kept her body toned and muscular, and training throughout her high school career helped her prepare for her life as an instructor in Dauntless.

birth faction: Erudite
current faction: Dauntless
aptitude test results: Dauntless
divergent?: No
history: Growing up as an Erudite, Erin excelled through her high school career. Her grades were some of the best in her class, and so were her athletic abilities. Throughout all four years of high school, she trained long and hard with her older brother, Kyle. Everyone believed that all of their training was because they aspired to be the best athletes, but it was all because they wanted to be in Dauntless. Their parents supported them and their decision to both become Dauntless, but it all changed when Erin and Kyle's mother passed away from a virus that swept through their section of Chicago. The aptitude test was scheduled the next week, and Kyle immediately decided to choose to stay in Erudite with his father. Two years later, after being reassured by both her older brother and father, Erin chose Dauntless.

The first week in her new faction, Erin got a tattoo dedicated to her grandfather, who was her rock before he passed away a few years before her mother, and then got four piercings. She wasn't timid in her new home, and fought fiercely to get to the top of the initiate's list at the end of her year, earning her the decision to choose her position in the Dauntless community. Choosing to be an Instructor, Erin now teaches initiates how to fight and survive.

positive traits:
- Self-assured
- Daring
- Critical
- Intelligent
- Determined
negative traits:
- Candid
- Cold
- Stubborn
personality: Needless to say, Erin Larsson is quite the character. She can vary from wanting friends to pushing everyone away in a matter of seconds. The young instructor is and has always been confident in her abilities, even before she started training to become a member of the Dauntless faction. No matter what stands before her, Erin is confident that she can get passed it. Along with her confidence is a long line of being self-assured. Even if the decision she made was wrong, she'll stand up for what she thought was right and why she made that certain decision or sacrifice. Like most of the Dauntless, Erin is incredibly daring. She faced all of her fears with help from being extremely daring.

According to her, the only reason that Erin reached the top of the list for her year of initiates was because she was extremely critical of herself and how she trained. If she weren't critical about how she trained and how she took advice in from her instructors, she wouldn't have reached her goal of being at the top. Erin isn't critical of just herself, though. If she sees something off in someone else, she's not afraid to speak her mind. Her father always said that her candidness came from her mother. A little constructive criticism never hurt nobody. Her initiate's year brought out not only her stubbornness, but also her cold side. Determination was the only thing she felt throughout her year, and it was what got her to the top.
quirks about them:
- Photographic memory
- Ambidextrous (she can write, draw, etc. with both hands)

sexual attraction: Bisexual
romantic attraction: Biromantic
past partners of notability: She was in a serious relationship before she switched factions.
turn ons:
- Brunette
- Intelligent
- Confident
- Honesty
turn offs:
- Timid
- Doubtful
- Awkward
relationship status: Single

PLAYLIST
— Both by Gucci Mane

— The Beach by The Neighbourhood

— Sacrifices by Big Sean

— Kickin' Back by Mila J

— Intro by The xx

— $Ting by The Neighbourhood

— Voices In My Head / Stick To the Plan by Big Sean

— W.D.Y.W.F.M? by The Neighbourhood

ABOUT THE PLAYER
screen name: harlivicious
activity level: 7/10 (Depends on school. Finals are coming up so I may be less active.)
muse level: 8/10
wanted connections: I'm open to anything tbh
plot ideas: N/A
password: Big Sean and The Neighbourhood

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my mind is blank right now, but which of your characters do you wanna plot with, bby?

i might make erin's older brother, kyle, but i dunno yet.