Delicious Destruction

Hello, darlings. Loveless here!
Plot: Ten teenagers -keep the boy to girl ratio even please- are stuck in an abandoned warehouse after the Product X expermint went all wrong -damn scientist-. The muffins -yes muffins- are already crowding the streets. It isn't safe outside, hell, it's barely safe inside. We all must band together to beat the muffins and get help, which will prove to be harder than it sounds. The muffins are fully equipped with heavy machinery -and stuff-. Muffins and machine guns. M'n'M -Hehe!-. The only safe time is the blue hour, where the muffins must sleep to regain, um, yumm-ness. Yeah, yummness. Electricity is off -Yes, kiddies, that means no cell phones.- so there is no way to communicate with the outside. The warehouse is guarded, no sugary goodness can enter, unless you let them.
WARNING: DO NOT BE FOOLED BY THE CUTE FACES! THEY WILL EAT CHOO -Ironic, isn't it?-
Profile:
Name: Kumi Richmond
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Apperance -pictures welcome-: Long, straight, black, and green hair and light green eyes. Short, barely hitting the five foot five mark. Has a dancer's body from ballet.
History: Moved to California at the age of twelve. Her dad was never around and her mother always took good care of her. Had a little brother named Tray, but the muffins already got a hold of him. Her mom, in a sudden burst of braveness, tried to save him, but she just got captured too. Now she is all alone, minus the others in the warehouse of course.
Personality: Quiet and shy, likes to keep out of things. Will probably not do well in large groups, prefers to operate around smaller amounts of people. Though she may appear cute, sweet, nice, and quiet, well, she is. Ha! Dosn't like to get on people's bad side.
Other: Will always have her Ipod either in her ears or in her pocket. The music distracts her from the chaos unfolding around her. Up for love, friendship, yada yada.
Strength/Weakness: Took Karate ever since she was five and is a self proclaimed ninja. But she hates being alone in dark places.

Eeek! I forgot to say that all YWS rules apply, yada yada, keep it rated Pg-16, yada yada, no detailed sex scenes. 'Ya know, the usuall. Oh,this is based off a short idea I had. The story is posted in Other Fiction so if you want to look it up for a better understanding the name of it is, well, Delicious Destruction.
FOUR GIRLS, FIVE BOYS! Teehee.

Save me a spot for a boy, pretty please? Oh shoot, the bus is here! Ahck! *runs*

~Nutty!!!one!!

save a spot for a boy and girl!

Profile:

Name: Lilly Black

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Apperance –

Spoiler

History: She lived in a small town with her family. They didn’t have much money but she was okay with that.

Personality: Very sweet, but can be ferocious like a tiger when she needs to.

Other: Handy with a crowbar.

Strength/Weakness: Can use a crowbar (that she always has with her) very well, but can be a bit shy around new people and timid.

save me a spot for a girl! =)))) (he has many chins....FAT SMILEY!!....why aren't there any fat stick people??? sorry for my randomness....I'll just go now....err...bye)

One girl and three boys left.

Can I have a guy? The Byronic punk... perhaps?

Okay, you got it.

haha this looks cool. I'll take a guy spot so I don't tread on anyone's feet ok?

Name: Randy
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Description:
History: Left home as soon as he turned 18. Doesn't know where his parents are. Doesn't really care a lot
Personality: Really careless and optimistic. Talkative. Really stubborn.
Stength/Weakness: He can't feel intimidated or he freaks out.

Two boys, one girl. For all of you guys that saved spots post soon.I wish to get this thing started before it grows old.

Name: Freddy N. Graves (Friedrich Nietzche Graves, as he calls himself. Actually, its Fredrick Norman Graves)

Age: 17

Gender: XY persuasion

Appearance: Gelled, black hair, with multiple piercings in his right ear. A good-looking face perpetually bored, with ripped black and silver clothes. His eyes? Brown, with gold specks. Ears are plugged with headphones most of the time.

History: Freddy N. became fully punked with walking into a philosophy class by accident and hearing that God was dead. That rocked him out of the boat of normality, and started feeling that, yeah, God is dead, and I'll be darned if I'm going to be good. He got in with the cool crowd, listening to the cool tunes. Then the muffins came around, leading to his getting to the warehouse with Catch-22 in hand and last generation iPod in pocket.

Personality: Tries to ignore everyone around him, or be really, really sarcastic about anything they say. Would not hesitate to hit someone if s/he wouldn't shut up. Used to enjoy muffins, but is really dreading the prospect of eating only muffins for the foreseeable future.

Other: Up fo' love, friendship, and hate, if need arises.

Strength & Weakness: Once took marksmanship, so one of the few who can handle a gun. Can use a baseball bat if that doesn't work out. However, not the best guy in a fight, as he will almost certainly turn his back if that person is annoying, will run if a lot of muffins are coming around, not because he's afraid but because he really doesn't want to die. Will also argue a lot. So, good with weapons, but team spirit sucks.