Appearance: Will looks like he hasn't eaten in days. Which isn't actually true. He's eaten the odd rabbit that runs into his backyard, and the bark on the tree seems to suffice for plant material, but he still looks thin, pale and weary. He wears a white lab coat, dirtied with stains and pampered with rips and gaps. It had been in the house since Will had "Moved in," so it might as well be used. Underneath the coat, Will sports the same black T-Shirt with the same band logo everyday. It is the only shirt he owns, and it contrasts his lab coat quite well. His face is gaunt and dirtied, while his greased black hair slops down upon his right cheek, often covering one of his precise, dark brown eyes. His hair is the most well-kept part of his appearance, while it would not be considered "presentable", it does appear to be combed every day into the shape it is in. On his legs, Will wears jeans, relatively clean. He owns 3 pairs of them, all to be washed on alternating nights and worn in a specific order, although they all appear identical. When Will does wear something on his feet, it is most likely white socks, with whichever shoes he has nearest him at the time. All of this gives a very unkempt, disturbed appearance, and his often hunched back and piercing, suspecting scowl do not contradict this.
Personality: Will is mentally insane. He has some aspects of OCD, as well as mild schizophrenia (He often believes he is doing something for a specific reason that is not true, but within that goal he will act accordingly without any hallucinations). His fantasies have taught him to be suspicious of everything and everyone, and to always look for the best route for survival. Being alone, in a house with no internet, running water, air conditioning, or heating, and trapping himself within the confines of the house and backyard, only make his situation worse. He has not interacted with another human being for years. Will lives for himself, and only himself. Infected?: Yes.
Good or Evil?: Neutral? Powers?: Will has the ability to invade the mind of other creatures, infected or not, and in doing so he can learn from their knowledge and memories, while inflicting his thoughts onto them. Because of the volatility and erraticity of his brain, most humans, who are not used to this type of thinking, are unable to cope with the sudden intrusion and are either momentarily halted from whatever they were trying to do (This is the most common effect, and is almost certain to occur) or they will suffer this as well as permanent disability and insanity of some degree.
Will also has increased ingenuity, often thinking of outlandish and impossible solutions for problems. Usually this is a hindrance, but occasionally it allows him to solve difficult predicaments.
Will has the "power" to fall asleep at will. It may not seem like much of a power, but it can be useful towards conserving energy for the next day.
((Is it okay if I add more later as the roleplay moves along? I'll get approval from you everytime)) Weapons?: Pocket knife, steak knife, kitchen knife, butter knife, hunting knife, and scissors. Bio: At the age of 2, only a year after the Kenum virus arrived, Will was living an exceptional life, and displaying extreme mental abilities, having learned speech and simple addition. However, he went silent shortly thereafter, and this worried his parents. When they broached the subject with a doctor, the doctor agreed to examine their child. When Will was examined, the doctor was visibly concerned and Will's parents didn't bother asking what they already knew: Somehow, their child had been infected. They took Will home, and tried to continue their lives as though nothing had happened, pretending as though their child was not infected. For a while, it seemed to be working: By the time Will was in Grade 5, he was talking again. But what he was talking about no longer made any sense, and, feeling distant from and afraid of their child, Will's parents sent him to a private school, where he was taught until Grade 9, when he began skipping classes and hiding in strange places around the school. The teaches already knew that Will was a troubled and troublesome student, but since they were still getting paid they ignored Will's absence. In Grade 10, Will was ordered to go back home, where his parents were to enforce his education, but before he could be escorted back to his neighbourhood, Will ran away.
After years of living on the streets, Will eventually stumbled across an abandoned house in a nice neighbourhood. Entering the home, he found several supplies, but years later they have all run out. He survives off of what he can gather from the backyard. He collects and filters rain or snow, since the house has no running water. There is also no heating, air conditioning, internet access or electricity. He has not left the house, except to travel to the backyard, since he "moved in".
A black hooded figure seemingly appeared out of the darkness in an alleyway. The figure, Lunia, yawned to herself. The owners of the house she'd slept in the night before came back from a party much earlier than she'd expected them to, leaving her groggy and with just barely enough time to slip into the shadows before they went into their bedroom. Lunia rubbed her eyes and looked out from the alley into the street. Hmm... doesn't seem to be my usual area, but it'll do. She took a step back into the alleyway, looking out at the street, watching the people passing by. Hmm.. Who will be buying me my morning coffee today? Decisions, decisions...
Linda was outside in the park, sitting on a rusty wooden bench reading one of her favourite novels, The Da Vinci Code, aside from reading it more than once, and have even memorized every detail, it always comforted her to read this book. When she finished reading the 15th chapter, she decided to head out and go home. It was surprisingly late for her, she wouldn't normally be up at this time, especially when she would have the time to do errands for other people.
On the street back to her home, she spotted a black cloaked figure facing directly at her a few meters away. Linda pretended she didn't notice the person, and continued moving forward, keeping her head low and hugging her book tightly. After a few steps closer, the cloaked man stopped, and turned his head toward Linda passing by him. She felt a little startled, and it forced her to freeze in her footsteps for a short duration when Linda was moving right beside the man. But she forced herself to keep moving. For a while she didn't look back until she turned around, the mysterious hooded figure continuing to walk in the opposite direction as her. Once noticing the man no longer took interest in her, Linda felt more relieved. She then felt something sticking out of her jean's pocket, and she placed a hand around the area of the pocket to see what it was. She felt something sticking out of her pocket and pulled it out to see what it was. It was a letter with some writing in it, Linda opened it up and skimmed through the letter quickly, it seemed to be an invitation to TSTD, that wishes to invite those infected and humans alike to possibly achieve a certain goal that wasn't stated. Linda immediately took great interest into it, perhaps this was a sign, this group could help her get a step closer in reuniting with her father. However, it seemed that Linda would have to wait until Tuesday and to visit an abandoned building in Ciseren St. With a smile on her face, she quickened her pace toward her home located in the district where the most wealthy live.
Appearance: Will looks like he hasn't eaten in days. Which isn't actually true. He's eaten the odd rabbit that runs into his backyard, and the bark on the tree seems to suffice for plant material, but he still looks thin, pale and weary. He wears a white lab coat, dirtied with stains and pampered with rips and gaps. It had been in the house since Will had "Moved in," so it might as well be used. Underneath the coat, Will sports the same black T-Shirt with the same band logo everyday. It is the only shirt he owns, and it contrasts his lab coat quite well. His face is gaunt and dirtied, while his greased black hair slops down upon his right cheek, often covering one of his precise, dark brown eyes. His hair is the most well-kept part of his appearance, while it would not be considered "presentable", it does appear to be combed every day into the shape it is in. On his legs, Will wears jeans, relatively clean. He owns 3 pairs of them, all to be washed on alternating nights and worn in a specific order, although they all appear identical. When Will does wear something on his feet, it is most likely white socks, with whichever shoes he has nearest him at the time. All of this gives a very unkempt, disturbed appearance, and his often hunched back and piercing, suspecting scowl do not contradict this.
Personality: Will is mentally insane. He has some aspects of OCD, as well as mild schizophrenia (He often believes he is doing something for a specific reason that is not true, but within that goal he will act accordingly without any hallucinations). His fantasies have taught him to be suspicious of everything and everyone, and to always look for the best route for survival. Being alone, in a house with no internet, running water, air conditioning, or heating, and trapping himself within the confines of the house and backyard, only make his situation worse. He has not interacted with another human being for years. Will lives for himself, and only himself. Infected?: Yes.
Good or Evil?: Neutral? Powers?: Will has the ability to invade the mind of other creatures, infected or not, and in doing so he can learn from their knowledge and memories, while inflicting his thoughts onto them. Because of the volatility and erraticity of his brain, most humans, who are not used to this type of thinking, are unable to cope with the sudden intrusion and are either momentarily halted from whatever they were trying to do (This is the most common effect, and is almost certain to occur) or they will suffer this as well as permanent disability and insanity of some degree.
Will also has increased ingenuity, often thinking of outlandish and impossible solutions for problems. Usually this is a hindrance, but occasionally it allows him to solve difficult predicaments.
Will has the "power" to fall asleep at will. It may not seem like much of a power, but it can be useful towards conserving energy for the next day.
((Is it okay if I add more later as the roleplay moves along? I'll get approval from you everytime)) Weapons?: Pocket knife, steak knife, kitchen knife, butter knife, hunting knife, and scissors. Bio: At the age of 2, only a year after the Kenum virus arrived, Will was living an exceptional life, and displaying extreme mental abilities, having learned speech and simple addition. However, he went silent shortly thereafter, and this worried his parents. When they broached the subject with a doctor, the doctor agreed to examine their child. When Will was examined, the doctor was visibly concerned and Will's parents didn't bother asking what they already knew: Somehow, their child had been infected. They took Will home, and tried to continue their lives as though nothing had happened, pretending as though their child was not infected. For a while, it seemed to be working: By the time Will was in Grade 5, he was talking again. But what he was talking about no longer made any sense, and, feeling distant from and afraid of their child, Will's parents sent him to a private school, where he was taught until Grade 9, when he began skipping classes and hiding in strange places around the school. The teaches already knew that Will was a troubled and troublesome student, but since they were still getting paid they ignored Will's absence. In Grade 10, Will was ordered to go back home, where his parents were to enforce his education, but before he could be escorted back to his neighbourhood, Will ran away.
After years of living on the streets, Will eventually stumbled across an abandoned house in a nice neighbourhood. Entering the home, he found several supplies, but years later they have all run out. He survives off of what he can gather from the backyard. He collects and filters rain or snow, since the house has no running water. There is also no heating, air conditioning, internet access or electricity. He has not left the house, except to travel to the backyard, since he "moved in".
(ACCEPTED. And yes, you can learn more powers throughout the RP, with permission from me first.)
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Monday, 3:00 PM, October 19th, 2457
Kyle sat in his chair, patiently waiting.
In front of him was a small black stick (About the size of a Wii Remote Sensor), that seemed to be a hologram, and out of it came a TV, but there was no screen, so it WAS a hologram.
"A new infected has been spotted wreaking havoc on the streets! Reporters say--"
"HoloVision, OFF!" Kyle said with a loud, and angry voice, and the TV shut off instantly.
"Sir... you need to calm down.." said a robot with a slightly British accent. "I do not! You know me better than that. I don't calm down until the problem is solved!" "These people need to get here... and fast.."
Lunia strolled out of a shadow, checking her watch. The old piece of trash was entirely mechanical and barely functioned in the dark, but it was better than a watch that gave away her location at night. It's 3pm, I think... Or perhaps noon. Her crimes Sunday had been rather mediocre - the few coins she'd pickpocketed quietly rattled in her pocket. She knew the area she was in now, in the very least - Ciseran Street. The old tech building here might still have a few scraps of metal I could pawn off. She nonchalantly crossed the street, wondering how she'd enter the building. Front door is too obvious, especially at this time of day. Perhaps in a few hours, when it's darker...
Linda was back in her home, in her penthouse. It was quieter than usual, possibly because her mother wasn't home yet and was off doing errands or maybe something urgent. There wasn't exactly much for Linda to do, so she decided to set herself on the couch with a thin tablet. After clicking one button, the tablet turned on and started off with a soft blue glow, and she began swipping and tapping a few certain keys that popped up onto the tablet. Linda was trying to find some news around Serenadon. One interested her, a new infected was spotted causing chaos wherever it wen't. A few moments later, Linda looked at the digital holographic clock imbedded high on the wall near the kitchen, time had barely passed once it was 3:00 PM. She placed the tablet down on her lap and pulled out the letter she was mysteriously given from her pocket, in silence for a while before sighing and continuing with her free time.
((Forgot to mention that my house has been destroyed. Probably due to the outbreak?))
((If the virus does not spread, how come it got into people already?))
It's almost night. I found the empty house. I entered the house, and cleans most of the mess. All of the walking and cleaning makes me tired. I decided to rest, so I properly locked the house by using the stuff from the mess (e.g. broken stick for holding doors, paintings for closing the window, etc...), going to bedroom and slept.
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I'm getting bored of Minecraft (especially servers). However, modpacks give a new type of gameplay and challenges. Therefore I'm resorting to modpacks. To play. And many other games.
She wears a black.... Um.... What's that mini jacket thing called that goes about half way down the chest area??
She also wears headphones similar to this.
She will usually have them down around her neck, but, if she is ever in a battle she likes to listen to music.
~Wraith~
A good view of her decoy at work, and, an epic trailer.
Personality: Yukkari loves working with people. She is always friendly and can almost always see the good side of things. The almost part is when you get her mad. She has a bit of a short temper when someone isn't being nice. She practically never gives up, and when she gets mad, extra motivation.
She also likes casual dresses.
Nothing fancy.
Infected?: Yes
Good or Evil?: Neutral and good. Basically she doesn't always help people but she still helps people sometimes.
Powers?: I realize I didn't mention what the Wraith is.
It isn't the typical Wraith, it's Wraith, the female assassin monster thing from EVOLVE, a game I am way too addicted to now.
When she gets mad now, she sort of blanks out and gets a choice to either just be mad, or, be the Wraith. Should she choose to be the Wraith, she has this sort of black out for 20 seconds, where black sticky liquid will envelop her and she will slowly transform into the Wraith. In this mode she can't really talk or communicate well, besides, a series of chirps or angry screeches.
Since her monstrous counterpart is adept at mobility and climbing and manoeuvrability, she is too. She can scale walls that have grips too climb on, basically she is really good at parkour. Anything that you can climb, she can climb. She isn't as fast at climbing though.
She is pretty good at running and jumping long distances. You know what?? She's fast, can jump far, and can climb. Enough said.
~Wraith~
Her powers, and, some advanced stuff.
Weapons?: Can't really resist it. She has a big freakin scythe.
These would go from her elbow to her hand. They are kept on her hips with the blade facing behind her.
Of course they have sheathes.
Bio: She grew up in Alberta, Canada. (If that isn't ok then she could have grown up somewhere out of Serenadon.)
She has a passion for Dinosaurs, Dubstep, and Parkour. When she isn't being awesome or helping people, she likes, to play video games. She moved to Serenadon pretty recently, about, a year or two ago. She never had any really bad experiences with the city.
Nice people, Nice places. She moved here without her parents, so basically she has her own house and is independent.
She got infected one day, but, still hasn't discovered her powers yet, due to her incapability to get mad, easily.
Other: The Wraith is stage 1. This means she is low on her protective armour, low on health, and doesn't hit very hard.... Unless you don't have armour on.... In which case you are pretty screwed.
She will stage up from experience instead of feeding. Details when it actually happens.
I think I'm done now. If there is anything wrong make sure to tell me.
She has heterochromia. She has a reddish eye and a light greenish blue one. Like teal.
And yes, since my last post before my character app, I started the app.
Basically it took me 2 hours to make that app.
Also, the reasons she has weapons are.
1. I used LadyNarwhal as a reference for how I should form it.
2. Since her power is a trigger, she can't always activate it when she needs to. So she has dual mini scythes.
She isn't very strong right now. Of course if the person she fights as a Wraith is experienced in NOT DIEING, then, it isn't very hard to beat her. Especially since she doesn't even realize she has powers yet. She literally just thinks she is a normal human who caught a cold.
Name: Will Sherbrooke
Age: 21
Gender: M
Appearance: Will looks like he hasn't eaten in days. Which isn't actually true. He's eaten the odd rabbit that runs into his backyard, and the bark on the tree seems to suffice for plant material, but he still looks thin, pale and weary. He wears a white lab coat, dirtied with stains and pampered with rips and gaps. It had been in the house since Will had "Moved in," so it might as well be used. Underneath the coat, Will sports the same black T-Shirt with the same band logo everyday. It is the only shirt he owns, and it contrasts his lab coat quite well. His face is gaunt and dirtied, while his greased black hair slops down upon his right cheek, often covering one of his precise, dark brown eyes. His hair is the most well-kept part of his appearance, while it would not be considered "presentable", it does appear to be combed every day into the shape it is in. On his legs, Will wears jeans, relatively clean. He owns 3 pairs of them, all to be washed on alternating nights and worn in a specific order, although they all appear identical. When Will does wear something on his feet, it is most likely white socks, with whichever shoes he has nearest him at the time. All of this gives a very unkempt, disturbed appearance, and his often hunched back and piercing, suspecting scowl do not contradict this.
Personality: Will is mentally insane. He has some aspects of OCD, as well as mild schizophrenia (He often believes he is doing something for a specific reason that is not true, but within that goal he will act accordingly without any hallucinations). His fantasies have taught him to be suspicious of everything and everyone, and to always look for the best route for survival. Being alone, in a house with no internet, running water, air conditioning, or heating, and trapping himself within the confines of the house and backyard, only make his situation worse. He has not interacted with another human being for years. Will lives for himself, and only himself.
Infected?: Yes.
Good or Evil?: Neutral?
Powers?: Will has the ability to invade the mind of other creatures, infected or not, and in doing so he can learn from their knowledge and memories, while inflicting his thoughts onto them. Because of the volatility and erraticity of his brain, most humans, who are not used to this type of thinking, are unable to cope with the sudden intrusion and are either momentarily halted from whatever they were trying to do (This is the most common effect, and is almost certain to occur) or they will suffer this as well as permanent disability and insanity of some degree.
Will also has increased ingenuity, often thinking of outlandish and impossible solutions for problems. Usually this is a hindrance, but occasionally it allows him to solve difficult predicaments.
Will has the "power" to fall asleep at will. It may not seem like much of a power, but it can be useful towards conserving energy for the next day.
((Is it okay if I add more later as the roleplay moves along? I'll get approval from you everytime))
Weapons?: Pocket knife, steak knife, kitchen knife, butter knife, hunting knife, and scissors.
Bio: At the age of 2, only a year after the Kenum virus arrived, Will was living an exceptional life, and displaying extreme mental abilities, having learned speech and simple addition. However, he went silent shortly thereafter, and this worried his parents. When they broached the subject with a doctor, the doctor agreed to examine their child. When Will was examined, the doctor was visibly concerned and Will's parents didn't bother asking what they already knew: Somehow, their child had been infected. They took Will home, and tried to continue their lives as though nothing had happened, pretending as though their child was not infected. For a while, it seemed to be working: By the time Will was in Grade 5, he was talking again. But what he was talking about no longer made any sense, and, feeling distant from and afraid of their child, Will's parents sent him to a private school, where he was taught until Grade 9, when he began skipping classes and hiding in strange places around the school. The teaches already knew that Will was a troubled and troublesome student, but since they were still getting paid they ignored Will's absence. In Grade 10, Will was ordered to go back home, where his parents were to enforce his education, but before he could be escorted back to his neighbourhood, Will ran away.
After years of living on the streets, Will eventually stumbled across an abandoned house in a nice neighbourhood. Entering the home, he found several supplies, but years later they have all run out. He survives off of what he can gather from the backyard. He collects and filters rain or snow, since the house has no running water. There is also no heating, air conditioning, internet access or electricity. He has not left the house, except to travel to the backyard, since he "moved in".
A black hooded figure seemingly appeared out of the darkness in an alleyway. The figure, Lunia, yawned to herself. The owners of the house she'd slept in the night before came back from a party much earlier than she'd expected them to, leaving her groggy and with just barely enough time to slip into the shadows before they went into their bedroom. Lunia rubbed her eyes and looked out from the alley into the street. Hmm... doesn't seem to be my usual area, but it'll do. She took a step back into the alleyway, looking out at the street, watching the people passing by. Hmm.. Who will be buying me my morning coffee today? Decisions, decisions...
Linda was outside in the park, sitting on a rusty wooden bench reading one of her favourite novels, The Da Vinci Code, aside from reading it more than once, and have even memorized every detail, it always comforted her to read this book. When she finished reading the 15th chapter, she decided to head out and go home. It was surprisingly late for her, she wouldn't normally be up at this time, especially when she would have the time to do errands for other people.
On the street back to her home, she spotted a black cloaked figure facing directly at her a few meters away. Linda pretended she didn't notice the person, and continued moving forward, keeping her head low and hugging her book tightly. After a few steps closer, the cloaked man stopped, and turned his head toward Linda passing by him. She felt a little startled, and it forced her to freeze in her footsteps for a short duration when Linda was moving right beside the man. But she forced herself to keep moving. For a while she didn't look back until she turned around, the mysterious hooded figure continuing to walk in the opposite direction as her. Once noticing the man no longer took interest in her, Linda felt more relieved. She then felt something sticking out of her jean's pocket, and she placed a hand around the area of the pocket to see what it was. She felt something sticking out of her pocket and pulled it out to see what it was. It was a letter with some writing in it, Linda opened it up and skimmed through the letter quickly, it seemed to be an invitation to TSTD, that wishes to invite those infected and humans alike to possibly achieve a certain goal that wasn't stated. Linda immediately took great interest into it, perhaps this was a sign, this group could help her get a step closer in reuniting with her father. However, it seemed that Linda would have to wait until Tuesday and to visit an abandoned building in Ciseren St. With a smile on her face, she quickened her pace toward her home located in the district where the most wealthy live.
(ACCEPTED. And yes, you can learn more powers throughout the RP, with permission from me first.)
Monday, 3:00 PM, October 19th, 2457
Kyle sat in his chair, patiently waiting.
In front of him was a small black stick (About the size of a Wii Remote Sensor), that seemed to be a hologram, and out of it came a TV, but there was no screen, so it WAS a hologram.
"A new infected has been spotted wreaking havoc on the streets! Reporters say--"
"HoloVision, OFF!" Kyle said with a loud, and angry voice, and the TV shut off instantly.
"Sir... you need to calm down.." said a robot with a slightly British accent. "I do not! You know me better than that. I don't calm down until the problem is solved!"
"These people need to get here... and fast.."
Lunia strolled out of a shadow, checking her watch. The old piece of trash was entirely mechanical and barely functioned in the dark, but it was better than a watch that gave away her location at night. It's 3pm, I think... Or perhaps noon. Her crimes Sunday had been rather mediocre - the few coins she'd pickpocketed quietly rattled in her pocket. She knew the area she was in now, in the very least - Ciseran Street. The old tech building here might still have a few scraps of metal I could pawn off. She nonchalantly crossed the street, wondering how she'd enter the building. Front door is too obvious, especially at this time of day. Perhaps in a few hours, when it's darker...
*Kicks down the door, gets on the floor, and everybody does the dinosaur.*
<<#Kawaii IF (Iffy)
I might join but due to my incompetence I don't really remember how I apply to roleplays like these....
*Facepalms*
Unfortunately for me Wraith, which is what my power would be, turning into a monster, IS A GIRL. So I'm gonna have to do a realistic rp, as a GIRL.
*Flips table*
~Me on my murder break~.........................................................................................~Me off my murder break~
(I didn't plan to have any characters that aren't human or Infected, but if you like, you can be a robot/mech/cyborg or whatever.)
*Edited it.*
~Me on my murder break~.........................................................................................~Me off my murder break~
(Oh xD Okay... That's fine, if you want to do that xD)
Linda was back in her home, in her penthouse. It was quieter than usual, possibly because her mother wasn't home yet and was off doing errands or maybe something urgent. There wasn't exactly much for Linda to do, so she decided to set herself on the couch with a thin tablet. After clicking one button, the tablet turned on and started off with a soft blue glow, and she began swipping and tapping a few certain keys that popped up onto the tablet. Linda was trying to find some news around Serenadon. One interested her, a new infected was spotted causing chaos wherever it wen't. A few moments later, Linda looked at the digital holographic clock imbedded high on the wall near the kitchen, time had barely passed once it was 3:00 PM. She placed the tablet down on her lap and pulled out the letter she was mysteriously given from her pocket, in silence for a while before sighing and continuing with her free time.
((Forgot to mention that my house has been destroyed. Probably due to the outbreak?))
((If the virus does not spread, how come it got into people already?))
It's almost night. I found the empty house. I entered the house, and cleans most of the mess. All of the walking and cleaning makes me tired. I decided to rest, so I properly locked the house by using the stuff from the mess (e.g. broken stick for holding doors, paintings for closing the window, etc...), going to bedroom and slept.
I'm getting bored of Minecraft (especially servers). However, modpacks give a new type of gameplay and challenges. Therefore I'm resorting to modpacks. To play. And many other games.
(People just end up having it somehow, it's not contagious or anything..)
((It helps to post information like that in the OP, so people wouldn't get confuse.))
Ok. I'll post it later cuz right now I'm sorta busy and also forgot to copy the character app.
~Me on my murder break~.........................................................................................~Me off my murder break~
((Neko Iffy? I know this is out of place, but I had to mention it.))
Half full? Half empty? Something else altogether? You decide.
(Peashy.... You aren't peashy....)
*Flips Table*
~Me on my murder break~.........................................................................................~Me off my murder break~
How to realistically rp as a girl.
NOT.
(First downfall. Name.)
*Brain explodes.*
(She preffers Yui, or Yuka. )
(Did ok here)
Age: 15
Left it in attachments for better quality.
She wears a black.... Um.... What's that mini jacket thing called that goes about half way down the chest area??
She also wears headphones similar to this.
She will usually have them down around her neck, but, if she is ever in a battle she likes to listen to music.
~Wraith~
A good view of her decoy at work, and, an epic trailer.
These would go from her elbow to her hand. They are kept on her hips with the blade facing behind her.
Of course they have sheathes.
~Me on my murder break~.........................................................................................~Me off my murder break~
*Flips table* I KNEW I FORGOT SOMETHING
She has heterochromia. She has a reddish eye and a light greenish blue one. Like teal.
And yes, since my last post before my character app, I started the app.
Basically it took me 2 hours to make that app.
Also, the reasons she has weapons are.
1. I used LadyNarwhal as a reference for how I should form it.
2. Since her power is a trigger, she can't always activate it when she needs to. So she has dual mini scythes.
She isn't very strong right now. Of course if the person she fights as a Wraith is experienced in NOT DIEING, then, it isn't very hard to beat her. Especially since she doesn't even realize she has powers yet. She literally just thinks she is a normal human who caught a cold.
Ah yes....
And you can expect her sister to be here soon.
(Wraith and this are both females)
She has a similar power.
Here is a small teaser....
*Laughs maniacally*
NIGHTMARES FOR EVERYONE!!!!
BUT IT MAY NOT BE OUT UNTIL MAY OF 2016!!!!
*Flips table*
~Me on my murder break~.........................................................................................~Me off my murder break~
(ACCEPTED, and Alberta, Canada is fine, because it's outside of Serenadon already..)