"You need too tell someone too clean this room right." She said walking back to her desk.
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Chris has found a spring. She was washing her face, and body off.
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Chris heard Cam, but she thought if she should just not answer. "I'm over here Cam." she yelled.
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Sage Lyric Ral
Nickname:
Clean Freak
Age:
Seventeen
Personality: (No meet me!)
Sage is described to be a "clean-freak" by those who know her on a personal basis, as she tends to keep things spotlessly clean. However, she will not hesitate to touch filth if she deems it necessary.Despite this pristine image, Sage actually has a blunt, unapproachable and sometimes abrasive personality. Her manner of speaking is rarely polite, and she is very much capable of making comments that are coarse or inappropriate. Her dark sense of humour, always delivered in deadpan, is rude and sometimes even vulgar. She tends to phrase things in a brash and insulting manner, and she is not above provoking her opponents or belittling anyone who irritates her. This often unsettles people and makes her difficult to be around.
While Sage respects order, structure and discipline, she also seems to hold a disdain for authority and the status quo.
One of Ssge's most defining characteristics is the great value she places on preserving human life. She herself has stated that she despises unnecessary casualties, and advises her subordinates to properly use their judgement to avoid blunders that may cost them their lives.
Dorm:
3
Room number:
8
Crush:
Open
Other: nope
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Thanks ..... so when are we going to start the rp?
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Screen Name: ☆Petra_Ral☆
What Can We Call You?: Sammy
Favorite Animes?] ATTACK ON TITAN, Black butler, Fullmetal Alchemist,
Ōkami-san and her seven companions, ect.
Other: I hope I did this right.....[img width=313 height=510]http://p1.i.ntere.st/8020ede98…d19185cdcf585d595_480.jpg[/img]
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Sage was hooking the last of her gear on her belt system. She gripped the handles, She growled. With one hand her pulled her dark forest green hood on. She used the handles to attach the long sharp blades, hiding in the two metals boxes attached to her sides. "Why would I run, fighting is fun." She bluntly said, hiding if any emotions behind her lifeless tone. Her hazel gaze watched the crows, then turned her head and eyed Murder for a moment.
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Sage nodded as she looked down at her shoes. There was a spot of mud on them. "Da*m" she growled, narrowing her hazel gaze to her boots.
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Sage turned and followed behind Murder, She had her hands gripped tightly around the handles holding the razor sharp blades, that once killed the many that murdered her family.
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Krys turned, walking to the door. Her small hand reached for the chill handle. She was over taken by the cold, that wrapped her. She smiled, as she closed the door behind her. "This feels so good, it was getting too hot in there." She muttered to herself.
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Chirs looked at her and began to get out. She finished putting her clothes back on. "Thanks Cam." she said looking her.
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Krys smiled, blushed a deep red. She stood there watching him, a crazy smile playing on her bright, gleeming face.
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Chris smiled a warm smile, fake but looked so real. "I'm going to stay for a bit."
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Krys watched him for a moment. She walked over to him, her eyes were watching his pencil. She pulled a pen out of her back pocket. She wrote her number, and name down. "Call or text me sometime, okay?" She said defore walking out the door.
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//Bump, Anyone out there?
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"I'm fine Cam, go find Kane and I will see you in a bit." She said quietly putting her hang softly on her shoulder.
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Krys was siting in her small apartment. She was holding her guitar in one hand and the otther was a small guitar pick. She sat her guitar down, picking up her phone up on the thrid ring. "Hello?" She said that sounded more like a whisper than anything. Her hazel gaze scanned the room making sure the wasn't a mess.
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'You poor helpless Chris. You're holding them back, You know no one will come looking for you.' the dark voice said. Chris felt a sting in the conner of her eyes. Tears fell from the sorrow filled eyes. "No, I'm not!" She yelled, but no one was there. 'Your a monster Chris. But together we can get out of here. With out them. Remember me and you against the world.' The voice whispered, echoing through her head. "DON'T SAY MY NAME!" She screamed at herself. " You're the one that drove me mad, why are you back? You were gone for so long, why now?" she whispered to herself.
(OOC: I'm gonna make her go crazy, kk.)
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'Come on Chris, you and I both know your worthless without me. Me and you are all on our own, and everyone was scared of that. That's why they put you away for so many years, you and I both know that. You are just so scared, aren't you Chris?' The slow, dark voice wispered, causing Chris to stumble backwards out of anger. "I said, Don't Say my name." She said calmly, closing her eyes trying to wrap her head around everything thats going on. 'Chris, my dear poor Chris. Just let me take over, and everything will be all right. Just drift into a sleep, and let me out.' it began to say, as Chris sat down. She slowly began to drift ionto a deep sleep.
Thus, Chris in a deep sleep, letting the dark voice to wake up. Dark blue eyes flickered open, and a wicked grin began to curl the tips of her lips. She opened her mouth, laughing in a way the bad guy in a superhero movie. She jumpped up, causing her to stumble forward. She began to , what only can be described as dancing, towards the others. She was smiling and laughing, as she gracefully moved out of the jungle.
When she could see Cam and Kane out of the conor of her newly dark blue gaze. She smiled and laughed. She skipped over to the two, feeled with joy. "Hello, My dear friends." She said, her voice was deeper than normal. The tips of her pale thin lips were curled into a devilish smile.
(Hehe Crazy people are so fun to rp..... It's really easy to. Oh and if you think I'm taking this Carz thing to far, all you have to do is tell me and I wil back off it abit. ^.^)
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Name:
Sage Briska
Age:(Please range from 15 to 35)
19
Personality:
Sage is described to be a "clean-freak" by those who know her on a personal basis, as she tends to keep things spotlessly clean. However, she will not hesitate to touch filth if she deems it necessary.
Despite this pristine image, Sage actually has a blunt, unapproachable and sometimes abrasive personality. Her manner of speaking is rarely polite, and she is very much capable of making comments that are coarse or inappropriate. Her dark sense of humour, always delivered in deadpan, is rude and sometimes even vulgar. She tends to phrase things in a brash and insulting manner, and she is not above provoking her opponents or belittling anyone who irritates her. This often unsettles people and makes her difficult to be around.
While Sage respects order, structure and discipline, she also seems to hold a disdain for authority and the status quo.
One of Ssge's most defining characteristics is the great value she places on preserving human life. She herself has stated that she despises unnecessary casualties, and advises her subordinates to properly use their judgement to avoid blunders that may cost them their lives.
Appearance: (You can include a picture!)Sage is rather short, reaching only 5'3. Her pale white skin makes her hair look even redder than it naturally is. Her pale blue eyes are like piercing daggers that look through most.
Rank:
Survery Corps
Skill:
Expert
History:(Optional)
Other: