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Cell-mates

The falling behemoth caused the earth beneath Lorek to rumble, making Lorek fall to his knees. Lorek did not care, as he much needed the rest. The behemoth had put up a great deal of a fight and left Lorek huffing and puffing. However, he was grateful to fight such a powerful creature, as his magical prowess had increased tenfold after the fight.

Nothing became any stronger, but I'm getting closer to learning it all... Lorek looked at his staff, and it seemed to look back at him with power. Maybe they'll have Meteor in Moogle Village... Lorek stood up and brushed himself off, his strength regained. He took a few steps forward to continue his journey, but suddenly, everything went black.

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Lorek found himself on his back and stood up, quickly observed his environment. He was surrounded by several beings, all that seemed human. 6 males, 1 female. Most of them looked like you're typical human, but one was clearly bigger than the rest. Another looked like a Cocoon soldier, which made him instinctively grab his staff. Another looked like a Cocoon politician, with his fancy tux, which also put him on edge as well. The smallest of the humans was something he didn't recognize at all, his attire strange. There was a man with a hat that looked like he could have been from Gran Pulse, but he couldn't tell. The female definitely looked from Gran Pulse, so he took a step back towards her, his front facing the rest.

Was I captured by Cocoon? Lorek began to slightly panic. What do they want me for?

Cell-mates

Name: Lorek Blanc

Age: 25 (Still an adolescent in Moogle age)

Universe: Final Fantasy (Ivalice)

Appearance:


Personality: With growing up as an outsider and spending years of his life traveling the lands of Cocoon, Lorek is initially stand offish and avoids confrontation. He generally speaks only when spoken too, and tries to observe and analyze his surroundings when in groups. Once one gets to know Lorek, his kind and curious personality shows. He has no inhibitions when it comes to questioning because of his enormous curiosity. Although Lorek seems initially standoffish, he will protect his friends and will generally put his life on the line for them.

Weapons:
Pearlwing Staff



Thought once to have been a staff of a monk, this item boosts the spiritual abilities of the wielder.

He found this staff while exploring an ancient temple in Cocoon. Enchanted by the appearance of the staff, he took it as his own, initially as a keepsake. However, after using this weapon, he found that is had incredibly strong magical potential, and made it his main weapon of choice.

Skills:
Animal Affinity
Lorek has a knack of connecting with animals and creatures of the like, as he had encountered several beasts and constructs alike in his journeys on Cocoon. While unable to tame a raging beast such as a behemoth, he can control creatures with some ability to reason quite well.

Powers:

Black Magic

Fire
Conjures a small flame, about the size of a campfire, in a place of his choosing.
Thunder
The sky booms and Lorek calls down Lightning to strike in a 2 foot by 2 foot square. Can be manipulated to avoid allies.
Blizzard
Lorek conjures a small hailstorm in a target area for about 5 seconds, cutting his victims with ice. Can be manipulated to avoid allies.
Aero
Lorek compresses the air in front of him and blasts it in a direction of choosing, cutting his target sharply. Can cut through about 6 inches of stone.
Water
Lorek conjures a gallon of water and surges it forth at his enemy. Merely stuns his target for a brief second.

Background: It was strange growing up for Lorek, as he was the only one of his specific species he would see for miles. He was a typical orphan story, or at least he thought. He assumed his parents found him undesirable or couldn't keep him, so they dropped him off in front of some random house on Gran Pulse, hoping the people there would take him in. Fortunately, they did, and raised Lorek as their own. The eldery couple lived in one of the many rural villages that were scattered across Cocoon and he lived a peaceful, uneventful life until he outlived his adopted parents and became 25, still relatively young for a moogle. No longer tied down to the village, he went out to explore for the legendary Moogle Village to try and seek out his own kind.

As he traveled the dangerous world of Gran Pulse, he learned various black magic spells and became proficient in using them. He learned them from the various Cie'th stones all around the land of Gran Pulse. He has spent three years searching for Moogle Village on Gran Pulse, but has still yet to find it.

Jail-breaks were never so fun!

Like I'm Gonna Lose You [post apocalyptic]

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Jason Michael Lee

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And if I take a left here, that should get me to the town square and then we go onto Maple street... Jason took his turn and stopped, seeing a little boy playing in some puddles on the street. Jason initial reaction was to put up his bat at the sign of something else. He quickly lowered the bat out of confusion, as he hadn't seen any children post bombing, let alone one that was happily playing in puddles. Jason guessed the boy had been playing for a long time, due to the fact he was covered in mud. Jason kept quiet and watched the boy, until he stopped his playing and walked out of the puddles. A woman appeared, holding a small child in hand. The boy said something, and the woman pulled out some bread and a jar of peanut butter.

A whole family? Jason was bewildered that a family unit had survived the bombing. That's really lucky. I wonder how they survived together. Jason hadn't realized he had crept further out from the cover he was hiding behind, leaving himself exposed for the family to see.

Like I'm Gonna Lose You [post apocalyptic]

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Jason Michael Lee

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Another bust... He kicked the grocery store isle's shelf. His bars and jerky supply was running low, and his concern for food was rising. He knew of another grocery store that was tucked away in his town, maybe they would have some more canned supplies. He was lucky that he had planned to go on a hiking trip before this all went down and that his favorite foods were beef jerky and granola bars.

She wasn't as lucky... Tears started to well up in Jason's eyes, but he was quick to wipe them away. Come on, move on Jason. Past's the past. Worry about now. Jason headed back out of the grocery store and stretched his arms out behind his back with his bat. He couldn't let his emotions weigh him down as he was journeying in the apocalypse. It wasn't the kind he would have imagined, though. No zombies, no rampant violent gangs, no one pointing him at gun point for food. It was just normal people, trying to scrape by with what they could manage. He had shared his fair amount of granola bars and received fair compensation, but there was never really any imminent threat trying to kill him.

In all honesty, though, Jason would have preferred a world filled with violence, to give him an excuse not to live anymore. He sighed, tapping his bat against the pavement he was walking on, creating a loud ting for everyone around to hear.

Like I'm Gonna Lose You [post apocalyptic]

Jason

Name:
Jason Michael Lee
Age:
18
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Heterosexual
Skills:
-Fun fact: If you wrestle you run a lot.
Cutting for one's weight class made Jason a very avid runner. He can run for long periods of time, up to 5 about miles a day.
-I can pin things. After that... Uh, not sure.
Jason's experience in wrestling makes a formidable fighter, however he only knows how to get someone on the ground. After that, his punching is just about as effective as anyone else's.
-Yes I know, I'm 18 and still like Pokemon. Sue me, who cares? It's the end of the world anyway/
Jason knows an extensive amount Pokemon trivia, all that's virtually useless in this particular apocalypse situation.
Inventory:
She played softball. She was alright at it...
-Girlfriend's Composite Softball Bat
-A backpack that contains
-What? They tasted good and they were good for cutting.
A variety of granola and nutri-grain bars, a food he would eat all the time for wrestling
-It smells terrible, but it tastes awesome!
Beef jerky, his favorite food
-I was the nerd out of the two of us. I made her one too, and she bought us these for our anniversary. Heh, she was great...
A charm necklace from his ex girlfriend. It's worn down, but on close inspection it's original form can still be made out.
Personality:
Jason was what his dad called a goofball. He liked to do joke around and have a good time. He liked to live life in the moment and enjoy himself whenever he could. However, this did not mean he couldn't be serious at times. Whenever put to a task, Jason dedicates himself almost entirely to that task. He would especially do so whenever he wrestled. When it came to helping people, Jason wouldn't go out of his way to help people, but would do so if someone asked or if he crossed paths with someone.

However, being separated from his girlfriend and assuming she was dead, Jason is a recluse in this world. He travels alone, and avoids most contact with others. He has no idea where his family is or where they went to, as he has already traveled to his old house decimated by the bombing. Trying to find purpose again, he wanders aimlessly, trying to find a place to settle down and survive.

Background Story: Jason was born into wrestling with his father being a wrestling coach. He started when he was five, and wrestled all the way to his high school senior year. He won the state title in his 182 weight class that year. He planned to attend to a college under a wrestling scholarship before everything went down.

Jason was with his girlfriend, planning to go hiking before the war started.

"You're taking a century and a half, Alex!" Jason moaned as he laid on her bed, backpack beside him. "You take forever to get ready. It's just hiking."

"Well if you didn't come half an hour earlier than you said you would, you wouldn't have to wait!" Alex said, half yelling at him. "This is your fault."

"I just wanted to see you earlier cause I lovvve you." Jason said, getting up from the bed and hugging her from behind her. "I couldn't wait another minute to see you."

"You're an asshole you know that, right?" Alex said, kissing him on the chin. "I'm almost done with my make up, just give me a few. Watch youtube or something."

"Nah." Jason looked around her room, and his eyes fell to her softball bat. "Hey, let's take this! In case we get robbed, I could give 'em a good swing." Jason swung the bat, hitting her bed.

"You're such a dork," Alex said, getting up and grabbing her backpack. "You got snacks, right?"

"Yup," Jason said, pulling some bars from his backpack. "I got bars for days."

"Why? In case we get lost in the mountains?"

"My direction skills are impeccable."

"Didn't we end up getting lost for an hour in the trails last time because of your 'skills'?"

"IMPECCABLE!"

Alex smiled and kissed Jason. "You're so cute, you know that?"

Jason kissed back. "Thanks."

Alex paused and coughed. "Excuse me?"

"You're cute too!" Jason said, picking her up and heading towards to door. "Let's get out of here."
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"Just don't let go, I know there is a shelter somewhere nearby, ok?" Jason pushed and shoved people out of his way to try and reach the fallout shelter that was in the bank.

"Babe, I'm scared." Alex voice trembled. "Are you sure there is something over here?"

Jason kept shoving and pushing through the sea of people. "I'm sure of it. The bank had a fallout shelter emblem on it years ago, they just removed it. It was built during World War 2."

They had finally arrived at the corner where the building was, and surprisingly, no one was trying to get inside of it. He sighed with relief as he went to open the door. Unfortunately, it was locked.

"Babe..." Alex said, worry prevalent in her voice.

"It's going to be ok, I have a plan." Jason said, pulling out the baseball bat from his backpack. "Stand back, the shards might get ya."

Alex stepped back, towards the rushing crowd of people. Jason smashed through the glass of the bank, which sounds the alarm of the building.

"How was my form on that babe?" Jason said, smiling. He turned around, but Alex was no where to be found. He started to panic and looked for her face in the crowd. Nowhere. He screamed for her name, but there was no call back. He went to brave the crowd, but then he heard the whistling in the sky. He knew what that meant. But he needed Alex in this apocalypse. But he also needed to live. He paused for what felt like a century, contemplating what to do.

He went inside.

Like I'm Gonna Lose You [post apocalyptic]

@KahleenCuthald

Sweet, I'll throw up a post in a second.

Don't let me drown (open for more characters)

@carla6677

"You like you're piano, don't you?" Ken said, just saying something to keep the conversation going. He didn't want to wait in silence for the principal to say something, so he figured talk would be the best way to keep him entertained. "It's your favorite thing in the world, yeah?"

Like I'm Gonna Lose You [post apocalyptic]

@KahleenCuthald
Gotcha, well I'm still down, nonetheless. Does this mean my CS is good?

Don't let me drown (open for more characters)

@carla6677

"Yeah, way too many. I wonder why they couldn't send us an email or something," Ken sighed and leaned back in his chair. "Just seems kind of inefficient, time wise at least."

Don't let me drown (open for more characters)

@carla6677

"Yeah, yesterday was fun and all. Listening to you playing was fun." Ken said, smiling. "Now, what exactly are we doing here? Do you know?"