(So, I posted it up, then realized we didn't have much of a start worked out. For example, do our characters know each other, names, ages, etc. Here is a quick bio of me, just physically:
Sarah Conner, 26, 4'8", 112 lbs, F
Besides that, I think we should get some more details before starting)
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After The Bombs
Started by Livingbylies, Aug 02 2012 11:13 PM
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Posted 02 August 2012 - 11:13 PM
You are now a Mexican Superhero, dressing in banana yellow, lime green, and cherry red. You are Zorro, the gay blade. You have flambouyant humor. - Terryfighter.
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Posted 03 August 2012 - 11:04 PM
( I am so sorry for the long wait...today was a little busier then what I first thought it would. Not to mention I over slept this morning)
So here is me:
Megan Wyatt
22
5'4
130lbs
F
Brown Hair
Blue eyes
So here is me:
Megan Wyatt
22
5'4
130lbs
F
Brown Hair
Blue eyes
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Posted 03 August 2012 - 11:41 PM
(No problem. Let's just say... We don't know each other, I am in diapers because of stress-related issues on account of the apocalypse, I don't know why you are or even that you wear them, and that we haven't met. Both hiding in a shopping mall from the slavers that are searching the town... Sound good?)
You are now a Mexican Superhero, dressing in banana yellow, lime green, and cherry red. You are Zorro, the gay blade. You have flambouyant humor. - Terryfighter.
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Posted 06 August 2012 - 08:37 PM
(Sorry it took so long family emergency and I was stuck at the hospital)
Yeah that sounds amazing and i think it will be a great start!
Yeah that sounds amazing and i think it will be a great start!
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Posted 06 August 2012 - 09:13 PM
(No problem)
Sarah ran into the mall, her breath heavy. She just knew she had seen a half dozen slavers searching the area she was in, and she did not want to be caught. Not because she didn't want to be a slave; She heard that most of the time it was hard work but you got fed. So, essentially what she did all day anyways; working hard to survive. She didn't want to be caught, because before they sell you they break you. And what she didn't want, above all else, was to lose part of who she was.
Panting, she pulled her thin jacket closer and ducked into a pharmacy. She jumped behind the counter and landed on her feet, ducking behind a cupboard to hide. She made a slight crinkling noise as she walked and her backpack rattled, making it difficult to move silently, but she managed. She heard someone walk in, and silently swore to herself, staying perfectly still and hoping she wouldn't be heard.
The pharmacy served a couple purposes outside of a hiding place. They typically had back-doors for loading things in, for one, and for two she needed to re-stock her diaper supply. She was running low, actually down to her last one with was currently taped snugly around her waist and about to leak, seeing as she didn't get many chances to hide in shopping malls. She hoped the slavers would go away soon so she could re-supply and get out of there quickly. Towns were never safe.
Sarah ran into the mall, her breath heavy. She just knew she had seen a half dozen slavers searching the area she was in, and she did not want to be caught. Not because she didn't want to be a slave; She heard that most of the time it was hard work but you got fed. So, essentially what she did all day anyways; working hard to survive. She didn't want to be caught, because before they sell you they break you. And what she didn't want, above all else, was to lose part of who she was.
Panting, she pulled her thin jacket closer and ducked into a pharmacy. She jumped behind the counter and landed on her feet, ducking behind a cupboard to hide. She made a slight crinkling noise as she walked and her backpack rattled, making it difficult to move silently, but she managed. She heard someone walk in, and silently swore to herself, staying perfectly still and hoping she wouldn't be heard.
The pharmacy served a couple purposes outside of a hiding place. They typically had back-doors for loading things in, for one, and for two she needed to re-stock her diaper supply. She was running low, actually down to her last one with was currently taped snugly around her waist and about to leak, seeing as she didn't get many chances to hide in shopping malls. She hoped the slavers would go away soon so she could re-supply and get out of there quickly. Towns were never safe.
You are now a Mexican Superhero, dressing in banana yellow, lime green, and cherry red. You are Zorro, the gay blade. You have flambouyant humor. - Terryfighter.
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