Kidd

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

Drummeeeeer :D Please tell me you can post more tonight. uwu

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

She shook her head and rolled her eyes at his reaction of the crash--though it also made her smile a bit. Though, at his question, she sighed in frustration. "I can walk--I've been walking, haven't I?" Lillah hissed, doing her best to stay quiet. "It's the stairs that are going to be a problem. I don't know how high up Steph is and I really doubt the fucking elevators will work." She did, however, appreciate the reminder that they should be hurrying. So she sighed again and added a "sorry" to her snapping as she approached the stairwell.

The Family That Slays Together

"G'night," Kiara responded to Sam's declaration of getting some Z's. She slurped down the rest of her soda and made a stop at the kitchen to put her things away. "I need to finish homework," she muttered dishearteningly before turning away to retreat to her room.

Run and hide

Isabella blinked and tried to pull away as she felt the tips of the fangs poke at her skin, but then they sank in. She yelped and shoved at him. "No--don't!" she pleaded.

{{TBH, I'm not really feeling this RP. uwu I'mma drop it for now. You can kill Bella off--give Klaus something to feel guilty about, maybe.}}

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

solamelike said

Whatever you say.

The Path Ahead

Sixx said
Do you ever read back your own post just like '....Why?

EDIT: ^Seconded!

I actually still feel pretty good about my post, which is rare. uwu

And third'd!

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

solamelike said

You always have the best image chains. XD

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

Lillah is not a happy camper. uwu

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

Crash!

Lillah flinched and looked behind her--the remains of a gun were scattered on the ground. She scowled, finding herself angry at whomever was wasting perfectly good weaponry. "Jesus fucking Christ," she uttered, her eyes scanning up the building. I doubt the elevators work, she realized. And they're way up there. With that, she was about ready to just sit and wait for someone to come down--or rot, whatever came first. I can't fucking climb steps like this! She made a noise that would have been a frustrated shout if she didn't keep her mouth closed, creating a quiet and squeaky scream instead.

Drawing in a long breath as she leaned back against the building wall, she counted from one in her mind despite every other number being interrupted by Fuck this. When she finally reached ten, she slipped through the door as quickly and as quietly as she could with an injured leg.

The Path Ahead

I agree. The characterization is done really well, too--getting a nice feel for the kids' personalities and the like.