The most twisted plot ever! Do not question us.

Good job guys, lets keep the characters building up! Yay!

I'll be the psychic

claims guy that falls into toxic waste

I call alien!

If nobody comes to claim the other characters can I also be the zombie? I can manage more than one character.

I thought I might post this on a new thing. I can change it to a boy if needed.

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Name: Nadia Rider

Age: 17

Role: Gunslinger (oh yes.)

Physical Description: Nadia has long, sleek red hair that's often pulled up into a ponytail and big indigo blue eyes. She always has a farmer's tan from being outside a lot. She's fit and slender, but not skinny with strong arms for holding anything from a shotgun to an AK-47. Standing at around 5'7, she almost always has a bored expression on her face, or a 'what-did-I-do' expression. She has a love for leather jackets and dark jeans, and always wears the same worn out skater shoes. She bought herself a scooter and travels around on that.

(look at description of clothing above)




Scooter (Yum.)




History: Growing up in a rough neighborhood attributed to her currant state. Her brother was killed in a gang fight and her mother left home when she was seven. Her father did his best to provide for Nadia and her little sister. Her little sister died of cancer and her father began to drown himself in alcohol. She got in trouble with a local gang and learned to use guns to protect herself. She practiced until it was second nature and her father joked that she could probably shoot another bullet our of the air. She doesn't have much interest in school but it's the safest place for her, so she drags herself through it day by day.

She went to jail twice already. The first time she was released to detention at home. She picked her way out of the cuff and convinced her father to move. They did and the police didn't feel much need in pursuing a teenage brawler. Then she got into deeper trouble, the gang she picked a fight with cornered her in an alley with knives and jumped. Nadia had a shotgun with her and killed 3 of the 5 jumpers before they ran off. She was caught and put into juvenile detention. She escaped within five days and changed her name to Nadia Rider. (It use to be Julia Doey, she likes Nadia much better.)


Personality: She's a fighter, not afraid to get blood on her hands. She has a witty sense of humor and a sharp tongue. She's often bored when she goes through day-to-day activities. She's tense and always on her toes. Nadia is confident in her abilities but her jumpiness and slight awkwardness makes her a complex person to like. Deep down, she does care, she just has trouble expressing herself in a kind way, and her past experiences haunt her to be constantly on guard.


Anything random: She loves hot drink like hot apple cider, tea and hot chocolate and has a quite a few nervous twitches (she clicks a pen frantically when she has one on hand, doodles furiously when she can and always looks behind her.) She loves to draw and paint, her scooter is spray painted with dozens of designs that she made and her hands are never clean, whether they are covered in pen or paint.

Other: Up for love if you want her.

**Alright, finally returning to YWS after far too long an absence. I'll try to post regularly, but I can't promise anything until I get back home in about a week.**

Name: Sadlis Larar

Age: Effectively 18

Role: Alien

Physical Description: Eerie, to say the least. Sadlis appears almost human. But he's slightly on the tall side, and very much on the skinny side, appearing almost literally stick thin. He has long limbs, pale skin with a soft blue tinge, and long black hair. His eyes are bright yellow, and he has an annoyingly cheerful smile.

History: Sadlis was sent to Earth by what could be euphemistically described as a race of destructively xenophobic warmongerers. He wasn't entirely sure what they wanted him to do, assuming that it was intelligence gathering or something of the sort for either a grand conquest or genocide. But Sadlis never much fit in with his people, preferring to act like an eccentric billionaire instead of what he is meant to be. He travels around the world, sometimes conventionally, sometimes using his ship, and generally enjoys himself by going to parties or abducting people and leaving them in inconvenient locations.

Personality: Sadlis has mercifully little in common with the rest of his race. He enjoys everything that humans would regard as an excess or vice. He's also something of a nuisance, and doesn't care much for what other people think of him, particularly if such concerns would prevent him from doing whatever it is he wants to. He has a rather short attention span.

Anything random? He can create illusions at will - a big help for an alien living among humans. He is mildly paranoid that he is being hunted. He will faint, or react in some similar way, at the sight of blood. And finally, he has a tendency to develop phobias or allergies that last about a week.

Other: Up for love

Okay Liz! I want to join a sb that will last. And I believe that this may be it.

I'll be one of the nosy humans, if I may. And then once I get accepted, I have a few questions for you, if that is okay.

Name: Ever Anderson

Age: 17

Role: Nosy Human

Physical Description: She has medium brown hair, crystal clear blue eyes. A smile is always on her face. She is about 5’6. She’s fit but not crazy muscular.
History: She was an only child, raised by her mother, who gave Ever her love of books and her imagination. She hasn’t met her dad, or any of her other relatives. She has lived happily, because she has never experienced a different type of life.

Personality: She is quite bookish, she loves to dream and fantasize about alternate lives. She believes in everything mythical. She laughs at about anything, and she is quite innocent in her thought patterns. She’s friendly to everyone, unless you give her a reason to not like you.

Anything random? She has an attachment to a stuffed penguin.

Other: Up for love.

*I'll probably find a picture later if needed.*

Aspiring: Of course you may!
Teddy: Yay questions! (so yes)

Please see the Dt for super awesome information that awaits your mortal eyes.

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Name: Smokey

Age: 17

Role: Evil Masterminds accomplice

Physical Description: He is 5' 10, has gray totting skin, ugly boils on his face. He has a bad taste in clothing. He smells like a rotting corpse. His breath stinks so bad that Death himself is too repulsed to tell Smokey that he died two years ago in a hit and run accident. Despite being a zombie he runs incredibly fast. He is the star on the schools Track and Cross Country teams. He has a long tongue that he can snare people with, (If you know what Left 4 Dead is, than you know what I mean)

History: His real name used to be Bob Marley, his father was the owner of INDUSTRIAL LIGHT AND MAGIC. And Bob was once a part of a motion capture group. His last movie was 28 MONTHS LATER. Ironically 28 days after the movies world premiere a rabies like virus began to sweep over the US, for the most part is controlled. But nobody is sure if it is completely gone. Mysteriously homeless people and known drug dealers, and gang members have been going messing throughout the country. There have even been rumored cases of the TGH Rabies virus over seas, and in southern countries.

Personality: Very aggressive, if you get his attention he will never stop chasing you until you either kill, or lose him.

Anything random? He likes rock music.

Other: He demands frequent changes of sneakers from his master, The Evil Mastermind. And the moment he gets a whiff of the person that fell in toxic waste he will run toward the source of the smell. It's like a drug calling to him.

So, I'm posting my character

Name: Clarice Hayworth

Age: 17

Role: Psychic

Physical Description: She's very tall and thin and has very long arms and legs. She' has beautiful baby blue eyes and has a beautiful face.

Spoiler

History: Clarice is a human,she was born a human and will die a human. She was very young when she began having visions and knowing things she shouldn't have known, sometimes it disturbed her so much that it made her cry and fall into depression and cut herself. That also made her have troubled with everyone else and her family had to send her to an asylum. After a few years of being there, instead of getting better, she just learned to control her power and began using it to her favor.

Personality: She's quite a trouble make because she thinks she's tough and likes offending people and making fun of people. She likes to give that tough girl, hard to get look but she knows she's really weak, weaker than she would like to be. But she's nice, very deep inside she's nice and really loving, if she happens to fall in love, she's really loyal and loving. And she's a good friend too. She's had a lot of issues, partly because of her power, partly because of her, so she's really troubled.

Anything random?: liked gummy bears and sleeping with a little lamp on.

Other: UP for love and friendship

Vera~~

Vera rolled over on the prehistoric crop's sheets as a loud beeper thing went off. Her hair was a mess and her face in general, god she missed the pods back home.

In the future

Of course she, the youngest one in her squadron, had landed a century earlier than the what she was supposed to. And of course- but she was in her favorite time. A time of security but sheer confidence, of course it would lead to the Apple Droid war of '33 but what ever. Vera smiled as she did the "normal routine" throwing her jeans and white V-neck on, she felt so retro. Throwing her hair in a beanie she left her apartment and walked towards her school which was in general walking distance with her small arm bag flapping about. She couldn't wait till they discovered notetops.

As she walked in she sat in awe of her surroundings, it was just like the 2D movies! Someone rammed into her but she still had the sheer look of excitement on it just being touched by the antique.

*no one should know what you are role-wise

Smokey ran after the rabbit, snarling like the rabid dog that he was. He ignored the thorns that dug into the flesh of his legs as he pounded through thorn covered bushes. "SSS!" he hissed as he gained on the frightened animal.

He let out a roar of anger as the rabbit disappeared into a burrow. In a rage he got down on all fours and slid his tongue into the hole. He heard the rabbit sequel in fright as Smokey's tongue wrapped around it's stomach.

Smokey yanked the rabbit out of the whole. He had caught his dinner.

Nadia

Nadia whistled to herself as she threw on her leather jacket. She locked the door behind her, catching a glimpse of her father, passed out on the couch. She shook her head and walked over to her multicolored scooter. She opened the seat compartment and pulled out her slick helmet. She slid the heavy silver shotgun into the hidden pouch that rustled with cartridges and refills. Nadia delicately lifted a cover off the secret compartment to reveal a her back-up hand guns. Seven in total, and they were still untouched by anyone else. She closed everything and threw her backpack in, she a turned the ignition to begin heading over to the pathetic high school that kept her safe from the Alpha 69ers. The machine sputtered and failed.

"Stupid machine." she muttered, kicking it hard.

The engine booted and Nadia hopped onto her scooter.