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4 yrs ago
new profile pic who dis
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4 yrs ago
do you ever just feel so mentally drained that even opening your mouth requires ridiculous amounts of effort
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@Toots do you think that later on it would be possible to make more than one character? :>
I came up with a cool (if not a lil useless) idea for a quirk and now I want to make a second character... I understand that's probably not possible though, as the slots are limited and it wouldn't be fair.
Okay, I changed it up a bit to make the answers longer and less arrogant, although I still tried to keep her attitude in. If I need to make them longer/different still, let me know!
Oh, okay... It'll... take time for me to get a more detailed one in, I thought that would be enough xD But I'll start working on a more detailed one. Since the design is original, I can't exactly find a picture online that looks like her :'D
Okay, so I'll make the answers lengthier? I can do that, I was trying to be true to Sanyu's arrogant character.
What do you mean, alternative picture?

I'll have my sheet up in no time :>
@RavensMuse does she have anyone there to scoop her into safety? Sonya could be a candidate if not


"And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above"


Interacting with: @Sol Grim Johnny Blackburn, open for interactions





Sonya still remembered her first kill. How could she not? She hadn't been built for this, none of them were. Five years ago, give or take since Sonya's perception of time was getting a bit blurry, just as the outbreak had initially began, she hadn't been like this. Strong, harsh or cold. Back then Sonya's self would've probably described her current self as "hella edgy", which kind of made Blue cringe. She had become a different person, inside and out.
She hadn't known it wasn't infected. The woman had just thrown herself at the young Sonya, begging something incoherent. Sonya had panicked, and next thing there was blood everywhere. Sonya's vision had blurred with red, she didn't know what was happening. She had shot the woman, not even between her eyes, but right through her right one. Breathing heavy, Sonya had watched as the woman's eyes stopped looking lively and her body went limp, falling backwards on the ground. She hadn't known. She hadn't known. She hadn't. It couldn't have been her fault, she had just been defending herself. Right..?

Shaking the odd memory, Sonya jogged along the runaway. There was a gas station up ahead, something to look forward to. She had better get out of sight soon anyway, since the longer she hanged out in the open, the risk of her getting caught increased exponentially. Slightly out of breath, Sonya was just a couple feet from reaching the station, as a horn honked. It wasn't too loud, but caught Blue so off guard she darted around the corner. Shit. Fuck, who was making noise here? Did that someone want to get them killed? Taking her gun out of her pocket, Sonya rounded the corner stealthily while looking for the source of the noise. Cars, it had to be one of the cars. Wait... was that a fucking horse over there? What the hell?
"Hey, what the fuck do you think you're doing", Sonya growled as she spotted a man over to her left. Body tense, Sonya pointed him with her gun, not hesitating to off him with her gun if need be.

𝑴𝓸𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝑯𝓪𝓻𝓽𝒆𝓵𝓵




Location: In front of the beach house > The beach
Interacting With: No one




Fumbling the edge of her sunset orange maxi skirt, Molly walked along the others towards the beach, increasingly nervous about what was to come. She was mentally prepared to face Sam, but what if the guy wouldn't even listen her? Molly really missed her best friend, and the thought of him hating her for ever for what was mostly a communication error and one fight felt wrong.
From what she remembered from before, most had already started the drinking party in the beach house. Molly herself was as sober as you could get, which really didn't help with her lack of confidence. She ought to take some liquid courage before approaching Sam - not too much so she wouldn't appear drunk - but not too little to not feel the effects of it. She would have to find something for the job, and it was pretty probable that there would be loads of drinks at the party.

As the party unfolded, Molly caught a glimpse of Sunshine, who was quickly lost to the crowd. No use talking to her, then. Looking around her in a thoughtful manner, Molly weighed her options. She wasn't quite ready to approach Sam yet. Or was she? Would it be better to just get it over with so she wouldn't have to stress about it? But what if it went badly? Then Molly's whole night would be absolutely ruined by the bad encounter. She was definitely overthinking this, wasn't she?
Catching herself from nibbling on her nails, (Gross, stop it Molly, she thought), Molly licked her lips and tried to get to the flow of the party. There were people on the beach, many of which she didn't know. Maybe this night she would try to focus on the people she already knew, Molly decided.
The music's base thumped in Molly's ears because the source was somewhere relatively near. Not a memorable song, but it had a rhythm to it, something which made Molly's heart beat to it and awakened a want for dancing. Maybe she wasn't that drunk yet. Or at all, actually. Heading for the drinks, Molly wiped her curly locks away as to not tickle her nose, deciding to go with a beer despite her earlier, unfortunate encounter with the beverage.
Sounds good! I can edit the ending of my lastest post so that Sonya ends up around a gas station
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