Kaitlyn

The Infinite IDS (High Sci-Fi, High Fantasy, Player Choices)

A combo of first contact and warrior money. Im interested !

WW2 Military RPG

Id like some more information on where the story will start and go. Do you have a timeline?

Trapped ~ Rare+Kaitlyn ~ High-Casual

The wind continued to blow Jane against the shop door. The people inside were submissive to her. She understood why they did not want to let her in, the dust was unbearable. The crowds showed evidence of emptying out, though it was nearly unnoticeable.
Where are the helicopters? Jane thought. Despite being in the Air Force Jane had no idea when their help would be needed. Days? Weeks? She needed to get back to base somehow. Though with the dust collecting in her lungs and slits of her eyelids, the urgency started to diminish.

Jane crossed the street quickly and even helped a couple of kids across the busy road. She came to the street corner in front of the Excalibur Hotel, just about to turn on to another street when a driver lost control of their vehicle and crashed it in to the cross walk sign on the corner in front of her.

With that, she gasped and choked on her breath and cough. Enough was enough, where was she really headed anyway? Jane,still coughing and tears welling up in her eyes, threw open a side door to the Excalibur and shut it behind her.

Trapped ~ Rare+Kaitlyn ~ High-Casual

A crowd of people began to pour in to the casino. A family, a couple of men in suits, and more girls who looked to be on a night out. However different they all may have looked from one another, Jane noticed they were all on their phones.The family approached the bar and asked to borrow the phone behind the counter and a phone number to reach a cab service. The bar tender raised and eyebrow," Having trouble flagging one down outside?" he questioned.
The woman who seemed to be the mother and wife covered the speaker of the phone and replied ." The sidewalks are filled of people flagging them down, soon they will all be taken."
Jane looked back down at her phone she held in the palm of her hand. It began to buzz wildly, Weather Alert: Major Duststorm in Your Area
She cursed to herself and got up to find her friends. Jane looked at every face in the casino and didn't recognize a single one.

Well, except the creepy,winking man from earlier. She made a bee line toward him , "Have you seen any of the girls I was with?" Jane demanded.
The man yawned ,taking his time to reply which only began to make Jane irritated. She preferred to gain information more quickly than his drunken state could manage.
"Oh yeah," he began " They got on the sidewalks and started flagging down cabs. I saw one start walking actually."
Unsatisfied,Jane spun on her heel and wen't out the front door of the small casino.

The people she heard were not kidding. The streets were so crowded even for Vegas. People were in the roads walking between cars and flooding the sidewalks. Something began gnawing at Jane's mind as she watched the small panic of people. It wasn't' the crowd, and it wasn't even that her friends left her and were no where to be seen... No, it was the fact that Jane knew the streets were also about to become, very,very, empty. Emptier than Vegas has been in a long time.
Jane had no choice but to move with the rush of people on the sidewalks. Just as she came up on a small store near The Hard Rock, a strong gust of wind knocked her off balance and sent dust whirling in to her face and lungs. She stumbled in to the stores front door and leaned against it as she hid her face and couched in to her the inside of her elbow. She heard people crying out, cars beeping their horns, and a loud siren. Her eyes stung and her chest burned. She leaned off the door as the wind let up and through the slits of her eyes she saw a boy and a few others in the shop. Jane wiped her eyes once more and put a hand out to search for a way to open the shops door.

Trapped ~ Rare+Kaitlyn ~ High-Casual

Jane's impression of Las Vegas so far was formed from the inebriated ,half-naked men and women on the billboards ,and the amount of people trying to hand her pamphlets about escorts and hotels with topless pools.
On the same street, Jane and her friends found a bar and casino to begin the night in. They played 30 minuets worth of cards in which Jane won a couple hundred bucks. She could see when people were bluffing. The body leaks out secrets in little motions such as switching the hand holding the cards , or starting to organize the chips after a big move.
"You should use that for gambling money!" her friends persuaded.
Jane rolled her eyes " I'm not much of a gambler."
The man at the Roulette table in a cheap suit boasted " You've gotta gamble in Vegas, darlin'! Or Sin City will sneak up on you and make you!" , he then attempted to wink at her with his mouth open and that's when Jane decided to bail.
She quickly found her place at the bar in the back and obtained a Sangria to drink and even got the bartender to put it in a bigger glass. Sangria became Jane's must have mixed drink after reading about it in a Hemingway story and then trying one herself when she went to Spain with her mom...
A man from outside with a cigarette pressed between his lips came through a side door next to the bar carrying crates of bottled liquor. As the door struggled against the wind to close behind the delivery man , Jane noticed puffy,black, clouds had rolled in. When the man left out the same door she saw some lightning in the distance. She took out her cell phone and opened the breaking news app. The weather alert stated, Thunderstorms and a chance of 'dust circulation".

Walking Dead: New York City

Emma sat on the bed of her suite turning her knife in her hands. The past few days she listened to a never ending track of screams, glass shattering, and sirens from outside her window. When the dead rose she tried to escape the hotel but, the streets were frantic and dangerous. Emma was confronted by two scruffy,men with knives only to be saved by some walkers who took their lives with a chomp to the neck . She wielded her fallen attackers knife and stabbed a zombie multiple times before fleeing Emma convinced herself on the way back to her suite that maybe the undead couldn't be killed.
Emma knew she couldn't hide forever, that she needed to find others for survival. So today, she suspected that the hotel was mostly empty by the lack of sound throughout the halls and began making her way in to the kitchen.

Trapped ~ Rare+Kaitlyn ~ High-Casual

The Las Vegas people were beginning to stir and the hot sun just started to sink in to the sands beyond the city.
Jane stepped out of the cheap cab on to the sidewalk with her friends. As they stood infront of The Escalibur Hotel , wind cut through Jane's outfit and pasted her hair to the side of her face. Tonight was the first time in weeks she was in normal, thin, women's clothing and not in the bulky Air Force uniform. Jane began observing the area around her between pieces of hair over her vision. Las Vegas lights dotted her dark blue eyes as they scanned the dirty ,crowded , (and some how glamorous) streets. Another gust of wind blew her sideways in to her friends. They all giggled, proceeded down the street and didn't think anything of it...

Walking Dead: New York City

Name: Emma Doss
Age: (19
Picture/description:
5,5 dirty blonde with sea green eyes.

Personality:Curious. Emma is very open minded . She not only expects the impossible she hopes for it. Before the outbreak these traits made her seem naive. Now Emaa will come up with great uses for supplies and make a great teammate.
Biography: She grew up in Texas and moved to newyork when she was 19. She attends NYU and majors in anthropology. She has a boyfriend and a big family across the states in Texas and doesn't get to see them much. It is almost certain she never will again.
Foils: She is curious and her major is anthropology. Emma will get in to your business . She wants to know how people think and why . She fails to realize humans are more complex than that of rationality.
Emma also talks to herself sometimes. Usually when she's alone. She will speak as her mom or dad.
Starting/ primary weapon : Emma takes up a long, sharp knife

Walking Dead: New York City

Don't forget to post the link to the RP, can't wait !

Trapped ~ Rare+Kaitlyn ~ High-Casual

Whenever is convenient