**Sorry it's taking so long for me to get mine done. I was halfway through it last night when I had to go out and find my cat. And I'd post it now, except I've got to get to university. I should be able to finish it tonight.**
He had decided to live forever or die in the attempt. - Yossarian, Catch-22
Wide-eyed stupid.
If you're gonna rule the world, you've gotta get up early! - Joel S. Dickens
Personality: He's the type of person you hate to love. He's tricky and clever, slightly arrogant and sarcastic. He can make anyone laugh and he's very charming.
Appearance: He's about 5'11'' and slender. He was a thin, wiry build but is strong for his size. He has dark brown hair that falls just past his eyebrows and dark green eyes.
Likes: Stealing (imagine that) and annoying others. He also enjoyes the fact that he's very charming and he can be arrogant about that fact.
Dislikes: The rich and snobby. And those who force others against their will.
History: Stealing is all he's ever known but he doesn't mind. He likes it. He see's it as his way of life. How he fits in. He is an outcast, been cast out of the colony, and doesn't care to remember this fact. But beware, he's very sneaky and clever.
Other: Has hidden daggers strapped to his body.
Up for love: Why yes, he is.
Hermione, shut your ungodly, lopsided mouth and quit interrupting! 20 points from Gryffindor. You know, for the brightest witch of your age you can sure be a dumba** sometimes. *smiles* 10 points to Dumbledore!
Personality: Jeremiah is a gentle, kindly and cautious person. He doesn't particularly like violence, but is highly protective of those he is close to, and often acts like a big brother. He's friendly, but if somebody makes a bad first impression on him, it usually takes them a long time to earn any kind of trust from him. He's very patient, though he can act irrationally at times.
Appearance: He's very tall, around about 6'4", and powerfully athletic. He has brown eyes and short, lank, blond-brown hair. His skin has a light tan to it, and he usually wears fairly ordinary clothes.
Likes: Easy-going people, laughter, the outdoors.
Dislikes: Being made to feel stupid, being told what to do by people he doesn't respect, seeing people he likes be pushed around.
History: Jeremiah was never the brightest boy of the bunch, but neither was he an idiot. He was born into a large family, his father a woodcutter and his mother a healer. While the youngest of four sisters and three brothers, he also always towered over his brothers and sisters, and became the unofficial 'big brother' in many respects. He spent a lot of time in the woods with his father, gathering wood for both fire and furniture, and he quickly grew to love the forest, often camping there overnight. He was also taught to fight, both bare-handed and with a large club, by his father, but never liked the prospect of having to hurt someone.
Other: Some of his mother's magic is embedded in his body, making his skin unusually thick and tough.
Up for love: Yes
He had decided to live forever or die in the attempt. - Yossarian, Catch-22
Wide-eyed stupid.
If you're gonna rule the world, you've gotta get up early! - Joel S. Dickens
Personality: She is really sweet. She might be just the kindest girl on the face of the earth. She never-ever gets mad. She just goes through life as an optimist.
Appearance: Spoiler
Likes/Dislikes: She loves roses, summer, flowers, puppies, you get the idea. hates dead and deatruction.
History: She was born to two loving parents who wanted nothing nore than to make her happy in life. She had a real passion for cooking so went to be a chef's aprentice. She basically lived the perfect life.
Other: Plays guitar and sings really well. tells great stories.
Up for love: Yes
Love is beautiful, but what would love be without life?
The sun, warm and clear in the chilly mountain air, rose above the high peaks that towered over the little colony. Arthur Brimas, the Leader’s first son, woke early in a rare fit of optimism. Yawning and ruffling up his slept-in hair, he exited his family’s home and began to wander about the village. No one was up yet, but soon, Arthur knew, the hustle and bustle of village life would begin. Women would begin washing out clothes, children to play in the streets, and men work in their various trades. Arthur himself, however, had very little to do. He usually either helped his father or one of the other officials, or else wandered around on his own, ‘observing’, as he called it, the townsfolk and their activities.
One person he always kept a sharp eye out for was his recent fiancé, Geneva. She could usually be found at the archery range, so he decided to wait there, as a surprise for her. He propped himself up on the fence running along the perimeter of the field to wait, and smiled to himself as the morning drew steadily on. How wonderful it was, he reflected, that he should be able to pause on a lovely morning like this to wait for his angel?
*I know that Arthur sounds all 'nice' and 'sweet' and stuff in here, but that's because he's by himself. When he's not thinking of himself of Geneva, (like when talking to other people) he gets into the snobby-ness. Don't worry. *
Mutant Plot Bunnies
Is it just me, or are the plot bunnies taking advantage of my ADD?
Name: Corrie Age (13-20): 15 Gender: Male Skills/Occupation: Ranger Magical or Non-magical: Non-magical Personality: Kind of cheeky and mischievous. Can get whiny at times, but remains headstrong when he isn't influenced by his emotions. Appearance: Scrawny, has short brown hair, brown eyes. Wears only a T-shirt and pants. Likes/Dislikes: History: An orphan that was forced to live homeless in a colony after the orphanage and many of its staff were killed in the magical apocalypse. Because of his friendly nature, he was able to befriend kids of his age that were also living in the slum. Together, they would hunt on the outskirts of the colony to hunt for food (his ranging ability comes in useful here) and play games. Occasionally, they would play pranks on the people in the colony. Other: --- Up for love: Sure I guess
"To the edge of the universe and back. Endure and survive."
I woke up to the sound of Myles rummage around the camp and yawned. What was he doing at such an early hour? I heard a yelp and bolted out of my tent. What....
Myles was trying to take his tent down. I looked around at the other thieves. They weren't even looking at him. They were all too busy doing their own thing.
"Yo, Myles," I called out. He didn't look at me but I heard a muffled 'What?' from somewhere at the back of his tent. "What are you doing?"
There were a few muffled curses and then he appeared at the entrance of his half-torn-down tent.
"I'm packing up," he said. "Moving on, all that bull. Leave me alone."
I shrugged and went back into my tent. I had planning to do...
"With friends like you, who needs a medical license?" - Paimon, Aether's Heart
“It's easier to ask forgiveness than it is to get permission.” - Grace Hopper.
I started on breakfast, a chore I did every morning because I was the only person who could cook nything edible around here. I settled for omlets this morning, not in the mood for anything elaborate.
"Whats for breakfast?" Jesse asked.
"Omlets, and a side of strawberrys." I added, seeing a patch growing to the side.
"Wait, strawberry omlets or..."
"No, strawberrys and omlets. There is no such thing as a strawberry omlet.. that I know of." I added.
"Cool, so, whats for lunch?"
"Its amazing how you think I plan meals ahead of time. I just see whats around." I commented.
Love is beautiful, but what would love be without life?
Can I still join? I'd like to be the antagonist....Here's my profile, If I con't join, tell me and I'll delete it.
Name: Darkkon Lymphus
Age (13-20): 19
Gender: male
Skills/Occupation: evil dude? A former prisoner, he was freed when the destructive "thing" happened. His mother was a wood nymph, so he uses some of his nature charming skills to enslave the mutants. He has a small army of them. He figures that now is the prefect time to take over the world, while it is weak. So yeah. Professional evil dude and wildlife charmer.
Magical or Non-magical: Magical. As I said, he can charm animals (and people, for that matter) and is very comfortable in the wilderness. He also inhereted a very good sese of perception.
Personality: Evil? Like a rabid poisonous snake, I guess. Nice to look at, not to come near. He loves making fun of people.
Appearance: Dark black hair with a greenish tint to it in the sunlight. He mostly sticks to darkness, however. Wears a black cape, he likes over-the-top stuff. Picture... the Phantom of the Opera w/o a mask and no deformities, and around twenty and hot.And with green eyes, Eh?
Likes/Dislikes: likes: power, control dislikes: people who disobey him
History: I kinda covered that above... he was a prisoner, taking over the wold, yadayada.
Other: is an amazing fighter if you manage to get past his minions.
Up for love: Um... sure. But um... well... he doesn't like commitment, shall we say?
Yes Dreamy, you can join. By the way, I like the evil guy. Let me go update something and then you can continue. And Kaywiia, you realise your character is in the thieves camp, don't you?
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"With friends like you, who needs a medical license?" - Paimon, Aether's Heart
“It's easier to ask forgiveness than it is to get permission.” - Grace Hopper.
He packed quickly, throwing things around and, in all honesty, making more of a mess than before. Jessie already knew how he was about staying in one place for too long. He liked to more about.
He walked out of his tent and brushed his dirt covered hand on his pants. He couldn't remember the last time he was actually clean.
Myles sniffed the air. At least Angella was making breakfast. He was starved.
He eyed Jessie and she walked over to him.
"I'm going out tonight. We need more supplies," he fingered the dagger Jessie knew was strapped near his wrist. "And I have the feeling that I'll be the one to go out and get them."
He grinned. Stealing was his way of life. And he was good at it.
Hermione, shut your ungodly, lopsided mouth and quit interrupting! 20 points from Gryffindor. You know, for the brightest witch of your age you can sure be a dumba** sometimes. *smiles* 10 points to Dumbledore!
I wandered off, plotting. I was planning on sneaking into the nearest colony and stealing a few things... It would be fun.
Myles had told me he was going out. Tonight. Alone. Without me. I sighed and kept walking, which seemed to be in circles. I wasn't concerned, I just wanted to go steal something big to trade with...
Angella was still cooking so I wandered back over to her. She was leaning over whatever she was cooking and cursing a lot.
"Angella?" I asked and she looked up.
"With friends like you, who needs a medical license?" - Paimon, Aether's Heart
“It's easier to ask forgiveness than it is to get permission.” - Grace Hopper.
