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Finals week. Won't be able to post much. ✌
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Mental Health hiatus, y'all

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@traarjo welcome to the Guild!
Sounds fantastic, dude!
I like a loooot of drama/angst, and I would prefer to play a young person. Oh, and slice of life is probably the best. Other than that, I'm not too good at coming up with ideas really :>
@SammyPanda Hah. That's the spirit. What are you in the mood for?
I'm back and ready to roll. 😎
“Stop!” a guard yelled, giving chase out the door. Someone else had pulled the alarm lever, triggering a siren from the building. The boy risked a glance back to see the guard gaining on them both. He mentally yelled at himself to go faster, already quite some distance behind the other. He couldn't keep up, clutching the manila folder to his chest for dear life.

A single gunshot rang out and he stumbled over nothing, raw panic driving him on the girl’s path. He had no idea where they could go, since the laboratory was practically isolated in the middle-of-nowhere. His plan had already crumbled, ending at those glass doors. The rest had completely blanked his mind- this was a last-ditch effort to get away. Run.
Name: *Jonah Castillo

Age- *17 years

General appearance- 5'10 (1m77), curly dark brown hair, hazel eyes, seemingly well-fed, covered with spots and freckles. His most noticeable scar is a thumb-sized patch on his left wrist.

Likes/desires- the outdoors (though he has hardly been), hiding.

Dislikes- noise, esp. loud noises; fast talkers
@Blue2 you've got free license over this world, so yes.
The chase was on. The pair of experiments dashed through the halls, skidding around corners and ducking and pushing through crowds of alarmed whitecoats. Most of them were so shocked and appalled, that they didn't think to reach out and grab either one of the renegades. They ran on, burning on adrenaline alone.

The boy led on. He knew that the end was in sight. At the turn of this corridor was an exit door, always left unlocked for ‘fire safety’ purposes. There was even a big glowing EXIT sign above. The taller of the two put on a burst of speed, crashing over a wheeling cart and tumbling to the floor. He quickly shook it off, staggering up onto his feet and pushing on the door, hard. It didn't budge. He shoved it again with more momentum. It was locked.

He looked back for the girl, heart catching in his throat. There was no way that this was it. This was supposed to be freedom. There had to be a mistake, there had to be another way. Anything.
Woo, I successfully made a 1-1 thread. @Blue2
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