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8 yrs ago
Current Holy crap I'm alive
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8 yrs ago
I'm not supposed to be awake. Why am I awake. I have a final in a couple hours.
8 yrs ago
Perks of-- o-oh ok
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8 yrs ago
I should really be typing a rough draft that's due tomorrow but my attention span is literally just like- oh hey what's this...
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8 yrs ago
The urge to be creative is very...urging

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It's been two years

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Hyped Liz is hyped!

I swear I'm gonna have so much fun with Muffy lol xD
For the first time in at least three years, Robyn was in a deep sleep. One of the last things she would remember seeing before falling into it was either the night sky above her, sometimes crowded by red clouds darkened enough to blend with the night, or the campfire that was surrounded by the rest of her group that she survived with. Well, more like currently surviving.

Drowsily stirring, Robyn could feel the morning sun on her face easily. It felt like something she hadn't felt in a really long time. Probably not as long as she thinks, but still. Robyn gave out a tired exhale and wiped her face after slowly blinking her eyes open with her first sight being the sky itself as she lied there on the ground. That's weird. Something about the sky looked different. As obvious as it was, Robyn still had some waking up to do in order to connect the dots. Her attention was slowly caught by the sounds going around and about. Robyn turned her head to the side, expecting to see what would be a burnt out campfire and a little beyond that. Just what was the group going on about this ti--

That's...That's not the campfire. Well, there wasn't any campfire. Instead there was...unfamiliar people.

"What the f-?!" Robyn almost cussed under her breath as she shot up from the ground, sitting up before getting on her feet in a crouching position and her gaze flashing in all directions and her arms slightly up on guard. At this point Robyn's survival instincts were kicked in, and just like that she was wide awake. A proper reaction for Robyn when you're surrounded by strangers. Especially, strangers. But it wasn't just the people around her that were unfamiliar; the setting itself was, too. The first thing Robyn actually took a moment to look at were the two people dashing off, towards wherever that may be. Then Robyn glanced at the others who were still gaining their consciousness and then looked towards the one in shiny armor who was going towards...some fiery thing...?

Staring at the flaming character for several moments Robyn slowly stood up straight. She kept her arms up until she was standing, but she made sure she was mentally on guard even with her hands to her sides. Her eyes squinted at the flaming character as she took barely half a step towards it, "The hell...?" she mumbled to herself before rubbing her eyes. Was she seeing things? Nope. Still there. Robyn briefly thought to herself before she suddenly tugged her thick glove off her hand and pinched herself hard on the neck. Ow. Ok. Not a dream. Robyn frustratingly but gently threw her hands down. Now all that Robyn could do was look at the flaming character since that was the only thing to look at other than the surroundings around her that she glanced at from time to time.
This seems really interesting :0 can I take Muffy?
Name: Robyn Crawford


Stands at 5’6”, 19 years old

Tag: The girl who’s survived

About: From a slightly more futuristic era(than the modern time) Robyn comes from is a post-apocalyptic world that was caused by nuclear war and virus outbreak. What the war was for, practically doesn’t even matter anymore. You could say it was senseless, if you wanted to. Robyn briefly fought in it before stopping for those reasons. Ever since she’s moved around like everyone else. Surviving, scavenging, that drift. She’s been in a couple of small groups here and there, that is until she woke up in...well...this...
Sorry it took me long, was terribly indecisive on which character to use

Name: Robyn Crawford


Stands at 5’6”, 19 years old

Tag: The girl who’s survived

About: From a slightly more futuristic era(than the modern time) Robyn comes from is a post-apocalyptic world that was caused by nuclear war and virus outbreak. What the war was for, practically doesn’t even matter anymore. You could say it was senseless, if you wanted to. Robyn briefly fought in it before stopping for those reasons. Ever since she’s moved around like everyone else. Surviving, scavenging, that drift. She’s been in a couple of small groups here and there, that is until she woke up in...well...this...
"I swear to god if this bird does a number two on me right now"
@Kronshi Still very much interested of course
Also very much interested!
Zircon had almost forgotten that this day was supposed to be some sort of holiday, involving some act of dress-up or whatnot. What had made her almost forget was most likely distractions from her own thoughts. Zircon had originally planned to wear a full-on outfit, but the whole costume concept in general seemed somewhat complicated to her. In terms of either deciding which one or finding the right one, that is. So she decided just to be a little simple. Slowly exiting her room, Zircon had on one of those circular straw hats that samurai would wear. She had also heard around much earlier that holding a single piece of straw in the mouth would add a nice touch to it, since that would some samurai have or at least according to what they thought. Zircon was sure holding a straw in her mouth alright, but...technically not. To Zircon's currently unknowing misunderstanding...it was more like a bendy straw. Anyways, and however, Zircon's hat would tip forward in front of her face just about to fall off until Zircon would catch it and put it back on top of her head. Although, this would repeat as Zircon slowly walked out of her room making her agitation form and slowly rise. It wasn't until a few steps were taken until Zircon stopped in her tracks and froze with her one hand keeping her straw hat on her head. She had to look around the room as her agitation paused. Right on the day of a holiday, Bloodstone was there. That's what caught her attention the most, and as if someone were pouring a glass of water for her the agitation rose for a couple more seconds. And he was talking about...tactics? That seemed to be what Zircon was half-listening about. From looking around at the people in the room Zircon could already tell that there was some form of fit she had missed, and she probably just missed on what exactly was going on. Something, was obviously going on. "This... This is just very ironic timing, isn't it?" Zircon somewhat mumbled with the bendy straw in her mouth and used her half-sarcastic tone. Although, she was actually tempted to go full-on sarcastic, but half-sarcastic might have been more appropriate for whatever situation this may be and for what she will find out about it.
Hi guys!!

@Kronshi Nothing much, just multi-tasking and trying to be productive. What's up?

I should also have a post up later today...I definitely need to get one up
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