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Current Taking a break so I can figure some stuff out. See you in a few days.
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Herpetology is not the study of STD's. The more you know.
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I share Ron Swanson's love of breakfast food.
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"Did you eat the entire pizza?" "...Yes"
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Bam, edited the character sheet. I hope it's improved.

@LadyTabris
Thanks for the feed back, and it was written pretty quickly since I wanted to just throw it out there. I'll be sure to improve on it. I'm glad you care enough to tell me these things.

@LadyTabris
Keren was running for her life. She apparently forgot the rules of the apocalypse, everything was out to get you. That includes random dogs that some how managed to survive. The mangy thing running after her looked like it had gotten into a fight with a barbed wire fence. If it wasn't missing a leg, she was sure to be doomed. Keren didn't know what ticked off the dog, but it might have something to do with the mild amount of trespassing she was doing. Not that it mattered anymore, most people were too dead to care.

She sprinted away from the dog and ran into a glowing orb. It took her to a smaller room. Still sprinting away from something she didn't realize was no longer a threat, she ran straight into a metal wall. She bounced off of it and landed on her butt, thankful nothing broke while at the same time worrying about the dog.

Keren took a breath while she was on the floor, it taking her a moment to realize she was no longer in the remains of Kansas. She glanced around to find herself next to a broken door laying on the ground. When she looked up she found herself staring at the side of something that looked to come out of a piece of art and a very odd humanoid. She hoped the second one wasn't some crazy mutant.

"Did you bring me here? 'Cause if so thanks for saving my butt from becoming dog chow," Keren said as she stood up, still taking heavy breathes from all that running. Her mask muffled her words, she was pretty sure they were still coherent. She tried her best to play it cool, leaning against the wall as she struggled to catch her breath.

@SirSqueakalot91@kittyluna45
I'm just going to assume yes.
Am I now free to jump into the party?

@SirSqueakalot91
Name:
Keren O’Donnell
Age:
21
Gender:
Female
Appearance:




Bio:
Karen was barely 17 went the war started. In her alternate timeline, there was a WWIII. Nukes were dropped everywhere. Millions died. Now, she's part of what's left, a scavenger trying to pick clean the remains of her planet. She has learned that it's a dog eat dog world out there and even your best friends will turn on you eventually. Because of her time as a survivor, she has become a paranoid, self-serving, untrustworthy person, ready to shoot anyone who bares her teeth at her. Karen didn't want to become the person she is, but it was the way she learned to keep living.

Powers/Abilities:
She can survive anywhere. Humans are like cockroaches, they can survive anything you throw at them.
She's adapted to a radioactive environment, so she can handle radiation exceptionally well.
Also due to her radioactivity, she faintly glows in the dark and is more radioactive than usual.
Can turn pretty much anything into a weapon. She had to use a fence post for two years before she found a real weapon.
Weaknesses:
Is extremely cocky. If she was a sin, she'd be Pride.
Can't swim.
Has a paralyzing fear of heights.
Not very good with guns.

Oh, and she has a large hunting knife. Not sure if that matters.
Name: Lucia Dorret (Luch-ee-uh Door-et)

Age: 26

Sex: Female

Nationality: Chorn

Class: Rogue/Archer

Physical Description:

Lucia has rather dark skin and almost black hair. Her eyes resemble the color of a mud puddle caught in the shadow of a building. Her face is built like that of a stereotypical fantasy elf; a long face, a pointed chin, high cheek bones, pointed eyes, and a small nose. Lucia is rather tall and is very lanky, she is roughly 6'2". Her dark hair is cut very haphazardly and short, looking like someone took fistfuls of hair and chopped it off. Lucia has long fingers, good for playing piano, and they add to her spindly appearance. She is missing her left pointer finger, in a result of her near-death experience. She has very soft skin, clearly not hardened by hard work or battle scars. Dorret has a ballerina-like gait, she walked quietly with a straight spine, head held height. She wouldn't be caught dead without her favorite, albeit cliche, forked pirate hat, black feather included.

Fighting Style:
Lucia prefers to strike from in the shadows. She's not an up-close as personal kind of gal, she prefers to fire the arrow that seems to appear from thin air before embedding itself in its target. When someone gets a little too close, she'll lash out with a dagger.

Skills
- Stealth
- Leadership
- Pickpocketing
- Archery

Personality/Mental:
Lucia is constantly living in the "work smarter not harder" mindset. If she could do something faster by doing it dishonestly, she will. Her mindset might also be part of her slothfulness. She'd much rather sit than stand, walk than run, or starve for a few hours than go through the trouble of making a meal.
If she was a common-day human being, she would've been diagnosed with ADD. She'll switch a topic at the drop of a hat, and is attracted to anything that gives off a faint shine or glow. It's actually so bad, she'll be in the middle of running for her life but will stop to grab a coin from a nearby box.
Dorret has never liked the idea of someone's freedom's being taken away. If you can't do what you please, then what's the point of living?
Lucia doesn't believe in Gods and all that nonsense, but she does believe in some sort of an afterlife. She has total faith in the existence of ghosts.
Lucia, on one of her little 'adventures', encountered a very angry ice mage. What made him so upset was beyond her, but it might have something to do with his 'lost' items. In the middle of their meeting, the ice mage froze her to death. She was legally brain dead for a few minutes, leaving her with some brain damage. After the mage was captured and Lucia cooled off, pun intended, she figured everything was fine. That was until she started hearing voices and seeing off-putting images that were seemingly disregarded by the creatures around her. Turns out she didn't just lose her finger to frostbite that day, she also lost her mind.

History: Ever since she was a little miscreant living on a rice plantation she wanted to be a sailor. The freedom of being able to go where you wanted, whether that be a half a world away, was very appealing in her mind.
When her mother wasn't working and she wasn't sleeping, she would tell Lucia stories of her time at sea. Lucia stole herself a row boat after being inspired by her mother's tales. She dreamt of being able to sail anywhere, and have the experience of being truly free. Stealing the boat was not a very bright idea considering she didn't know how it worked and immediately lost the paddles when she finally got in the water. Even though she crashed it into several rocks, it was the best day of her life. Ever since she's been boating around every chance she gets.
Her father's thriving lessons stuck with her, so she took anything worth anything. She gained quite the criminal record, so becoming an honest sailor was something she couldn't really do. She still doesn't consider herself a pirate, she is a sailor in her mind, albeit a crooked one.
Her childhood would look like a mess to someone on the outside. Her mother a farmer and her father a crook. It wasn't exactly the best couple one would hope for. With her mother nearly consumed by the work on the rice field, she spent the majority of her time with her ex-con of a father. Before he had hidden away on Chorn, he had been a professional thief and assassin. He was still technically on the run, even though he didn't go anywhere.
Lucia's father often took her to the docks, to show her the closest thing to life outside of a field. This is where her father taught her how to be as quiet as a shadow, and to be a thieving weasel. She stole many trinkets from the sailors, and every now and then their lunch. When they were pulling off a small heist, that would be the only time she would hear her father laugh.
When she eventually got too big to give the sailors her doe eyes, her father taught her his other profession. When she first started, she could barely knock an arrow without it sliding away or falling off. Through the years of constant practice and advice from her father, she finally managed to shoot a rabbit. Although, when she was 15, her father was found and was sentenced to death for his crimes. Lucia remembered her father saying, "Everything is going to be alright. Stay strong, little thing," before he was taken onto a boat never to be seen again. She still practices with her bow, to honor her father's memory.


Inventory:
Bow
Dagger
Around 50 gold (or whatever the currency is)
Spare clothes
Some blankets
A water skin
A pot
A short book

I am accepted as well? Just double checking.

@Archangel Hades
Name:
Keren O’Donnell
Age:
21
Gender:
Female
Appearance:




Bio:
Karen was barely 17 went the war started. In her alternate timeline, there was a WWIII. Nukes were dropped everywhere. Millions died. Now, she's part of what's left, a scavenger trying to pick clean the remains of her planet. She has learned that it's a dog eat dog world out there and even your best friends will turn on you eventually. Because of her time as a survivor, she has become a paranoid, self-serving, untrustworthy person, ready to shoot anyone who bares her teeth at her. Karen didn't want to become the person she is, but it was the way she learned to keep living.

Powers/Abilities:
She can survive anywhere. Humans are like cockroaches, they can survive anything you throw at them.
She's adapted to a radioactive environment, so she can handle radiation exceptionally well.
Also due to her radioactivity, she faintly glows in the dark and is more radioactive than usual.
Can turn pretty much anything into a weapon. She had to use a fence post for two years before she found a real weapon.
Weaknesses:
Is extremely cocky. If she was a sin, she'd be Pride.
Can't swim.
Has a paralyzing fear of heights.
Not very good with guns.

Oh, and she has a large hunting knife. Not sure if that matters.

@SirSqueakalot91
It was a normal, sunny day is Los Angeles. That was until someone decided to open the gates of Hell. A black cloud came over the city, there were electrical shortages everywhere, then it happened. Mass panic ensued as the war officially began, the demons kick-starting it all. It is day 11 of the apocalypse, and the angels have decided Earth was worth their time. Both sides are at equal odds, and the cards are in humanity's hands. It is up to humans to find the few artifacts lost to time. End this war, save the world from all this hellfire.

You awake in a room that smells faintly of urine and dust. There are no windows to this wooden box you find yourself stuck in. There is a woman standing in the middle of the room, her expression screaming worry.

"Oh God, please wake up."
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