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Suh dudes? Name's Llama.

Stuff I Like
- Dungeons and Dragons (Real RPG)
- Video Games (The Last of Us is my favorite game)
- Photography (I'm a professional, so it's kinda my thing)
- Film (Currently in Film School)
- Dogs (...no explanation needed)
- Good Rappers (J. Cole, Kendrick Lamar, Joyner Lucas, etc.)

Stuff I Don't Like
- People. (Jk, but I'm a super introvert)
- Cats (The antithesis of dogs)
- Lil Yachty, Lil Pump, Lil Xan, Lil Baby (You get the point)

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Name: The Mad Hatter (Called Hatter) Age: 17 Story They Are From: Alice in Wonderland / Through the Looking Glass Family: None Crush/Partner: None Abilities: His fedora is secretly magic, and he can use it to travel to other places. He is naturally skilled in swordplay Personality: Reserved, and rather quiet. Hatter tends to keep to himself, but when he speaks to people, it is often in very untraditional speak. He has been known to randomly spurt things in the middle of his conversation. He always wears brown fedora on his head, and will lash out at anyone who tries to take it off his head. He also has a very pronounced stutter, and becomes very angry when it messes him up. History: Hatter grew up in an orphanage, where the other kids teased him for his speech problems. He became very reclusive as he got older, never opening to anyone, never having a girlfriend, and never making any acquaintances. The only person in the orphanage that cared for him was one of the "mothers", who pitied him and occasionally helped him out. Other: The Hatter has a strange obsession with Tea, Mice, and Pastries. Hatter also plays the banjo and the mandolin, and is a natural dancer. Hatter has an Irish accent
Name: Rylan "Rumple" Stiltskin Age: 18 Story They Are From: The Brothers Grimms' Book of Fairytales Family: None Crush/Partner: None Abilities: Rylan is a master magician Personality: Rylan is the embodiment of the word "Rude". He has deep insecurity issues, so he builds himself up by tearing others down. He takes pleasure in making peoples lives miserable. He loves to torment people who are smaller than him and he can always be counted on to pick on someone. History: Rylan was the son of a wealthy businessmen. His father was very absent when he was a kid, so he was raised by histogram and their maids. When his father was home, however, it wasn't any better. He and Rylan always fought. His father constantly told him that he wasn't good enough: that he should stomp anyone who got on the way of his goals Because of his fathers hateful relationship, Rylan became angry and ended up taking it out on others. At extremely infuriating times, his anger often got physical and on a few occasions he hurt someone. Other: If accepted, this character is meant to be a bit of a bully of sorts. Don't hate me for something this character does XD I'm actually a really nice person :P
So I was originally gonna do Rumplestiltskin and Hatter but I think I'm just gonna stick with The Hatter, unless someone really wants me to play him as well xD
I will updated with the Rumplestiltskin CS when I have more time
Would a fairytale character like Rumplestiltskin be acceptable? Even though he's not theoretically in a Disney movie? Edit: If not, I got dibbs on the Mad Hatter!
I do believe this is the first time we've had more pagers for the IC than the OOC.
Not sure if that means we have a lot of story content or very poor communication......
Andrew and Zoe - The B&B - Scouts/Finch Andrew went behind Cody and Alex, with Zoe behind him. Cody pushed the door in, quickly clearing the room. "Clear, expand to the other rooms." Cody said. He had a very confident tone and was slightly intimidating - commanding a military presence... Just like Zoe's father when he first met him... except, Cody wasn't his wife's dad, so it took about 75% of that intimidation away... "Well apparently, we either missed or they weren't here..." Zoe said. "Hey! Look at this." The man named Richard called. He stood at what looked like a receptionist's desk. On the desk was a map, a knife and a small metal plate. When he picked it up, Andrew realized that it was a dog tag. He read it aloud: "Daniel Crowe" He looked around. "Anyone know a 'Daniel Crowe'?" "She's good..." Cody muttered. "Pardon?" Zoe asked. "Daniel Crowe... Emma's older brother. He was in the army." The guy said. He shook his head, as if getting rid of a painful memory. "Biggest dude I've ever seen. He died - I mean... he was shot a while back..." He quit speaking then, but Andrew could tell that Cody, Elliot, and Richard were keeping some information to themselves - Andrew didn't pry. "That knife..." Finch said. It was the first time Andrew'd heard his German accent. "I- I saw her use it. She carried it on her belt." Cody went and inspected the knife and the tag. Andrew's brow creased. "But what clues does this give of besides the fact that they were here?" "Baton Rogue. The knife was stuck in the marker for Baton Rogue." Cody nodded, lifting his right eyebrow. "She's a smart one, I'll give her that..."
Abram - Mall - Magnus and Co./Sam When the man presented himself, every single one of Abram's military instincts kicked in. His thumb pulled the hammer back on his pistol. He grabbed Samantha by the shoulder and pulled her behind him, covering half his body with a ceiling-high support pillar. He saw that the man wasn't pointing a weapon at them, but this didn't appeal to Abram in any way. Weapon or no weapon, this guy was still a threat. "I don't want any trouble, pal." His sights were aimed directly at the man's forhead, and his finger would pull the trigger at the mere flinch of a muscle. The man spoke in an accent and announced that they were surrounded. He was incorrect, however... as a few men trickled to either side of them, he backed up, making sure that Samantha was shielded. He knew she was independent and could protect herself, but his knee-jerk reaction was to protect his friends. "Look, I don't know what you want, but I'm afraid we can't come with you..." He said. He had to make their plea believable. The lie brilliantly unfolded in his head, and then through his lips. "We've got a kid - precious little girl waiting for us back at our place. Th-the apartment building a few blocks down!" He picked the building they'd passed on the way in. His feigned tone of fear did not show his true confidence. He was sure he could get them both to the exit if need-be. "Please, sir... W-we can take you there!"
Definitely interested! I've got an idea for a character
Emma - En Route to Baton Rouge - The Pack Emma climbed into the truck bed and sat beside Trey, filling the last space on the right side of the truck. Berkley climbed in and filled the last spot on the left. To avoid awkwardly touching anyone else, she pulled her knees to her chest and rested her chin on her knees. Emma listened to the men exchange banter. "I don't know what you're talking about, Kyle, but I'd kill all of you for a shave." He rubbed his outgrown beard. "Screw shavin, I'd give anything for a shower." "Stop being a little girl, Manning." Another retorted, earning a few laughs. Manning scowled, then shrugged. "Hey, being a little girl can't be that bad..." He said. "Ain't that right, Jailbait?" All five men looked at her, expecting an answer. After a beat, Emma answered. "Being small has its advantages..." She murmured, and they appeared slightly disappointed that her answer kinda sucked... "...but I'd probably give anything too if it meant you took a shower." The men, including Manning, howled with laughter. "She's right, Manning you stink." Trey noted. "But then again, I smell like crap too..." That ended their conversation about bodily odors, and they continued riding towards Baton Rouge.
Emma - B&B / Gas Station - Enrique/Colton/The Pack To Emma and Colton's surprise, it turned out that Emma was actually a decent shot with the bow. They had seven arrows, and she'd hit one of the four walkers in the station parking lot with only two arrows. She found that the weight was rather light so she didn't have trouble pulling it back. After they'd killed the walkers, Colton had set up a plank and use some of the blood from the walker to paint a target... needless to say, that had disgusted Emma... When they heard Enrique shout for them, they'd both been worried. When they rounded to the front of the station, they saw him approach. "Enrique? What's wrong?" Emma stood back and let Colton speak. Enrique informed them that they were leaving that night. "I thought we were leaving in the morning..." Colton said. -=1 Hour Later=- While Emma helped pack things and load them into the vehicles, a wave of worry hit her... She hadn't thought of it till now - What had happened to Danny and Shannon? She thought about asking Trey, but opted not to. When the men were loaded, Colton called for her to come. "Just a minute!" She said. Confirming that she was alone, she pulled Daniel's dogtags from her neck. She grabbed the map from her backpack. She grabbed her knife. Emma opened the map of Louisiana spreading it on the receptionist's desk, and found Baton Rouge. She slammed her knife into the red dot that marked the city. Quickly she pulled the secondary tag from the beaded neckless and placed it beside the knife. The inscription read, "Daniel Crowe. June 13th, 1986. Blood Type O Negative" She hadn't told Enrique or Colton but she desperately wanted to be back with her friends... she could convince the to groups to find peace... yeah, she could do that! If they came here, Danny and Shannon would see her clue. "What are you doing?" Berkley said, causing her to jump. "I- uh..." She searched for an excuse. "Leaving this stuff behind... I thought I needed it to stay strong, but I don't." She said. Berkley bought the lie, nodding. She'd found out that the guy was too bad a dude, after all... "Let's go, Jail-bait." He said, and left. Emma followed closely behind.
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