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Roleplayer off and on for 12 years.

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Seamus had been walking across stretches of fields and trees for a while now… had to be at least 24 hours. Where ever the facility he’d escaped from exactly was, it was off the beaten path for sure, he’d discovered. He was hungry, tired, and feeling an empty hole in his stomach thinking about Natasha who’d helped him escape. He knew she was dead and it was all his fault, but she’d only wanted him out of there. And here he was. Doing nothing but wandering. Pathetic he scolded himself, though his face only twitched slightly at the thought.

He was wearing a plain white tshirt, that had been modified to let him wings out of the back. He had a black denim jacket he was wearing that covered his wings, but it was suffocating. He currently had it slung over his shoulders, wings spread a bit to relax them. His normal looking jeans and tennis shoes completed his average look, minus the black feathered appendages of course.

He started to come across houses in his journey now, though. And although they looked abandoned, he slipped the jacket back on and continued walking. Before long, he approached a population sign with some graffiti on it. Plainfield it read. Hmm… rather boring, but that probably meant average people lived here. The population count had been sprayed over so he had no idea how many average people be might encounter, but he just dipped his head, black hair falling and brushing his nose, as he continued on in the direction he was headed.
Eva – Her House

Eva got off her shift at the hospital, having had to work emergency room the whole time. It was the most frustrating work, considering the patients were the most impatient, and the doctors were the slowest to get to them. So she was running back and forth to beeping lights all afternoon. Now she fell into the front seat of her car, sighing and closing her eyes for a brief moment. It just felt nice to be off her feet for a few minutes. But, running her fingers through her bright red hair, she knew home would be much more appealing. She started up the vehicle, heading back to her home across town.

Her house wasn’t in the best or worst neighborhood in Crown City. You kind of had to know the layout of the town before buying a house in a town like this or you could end up on a street you wouldn’t want to walk down during the day, much less at night. And considering she had varying shifts there were many nights Eva didn’t get home til after dark.

Tonight she pulled into her garage and walked inside the home, pulling off her scrubs with a slight sneer of disgust. She loved helping the patients, and she empathized with them more than most of the nurses she worked with. But scrubs were not her thing. She should have thought about that before getting her degree, she supposed. Scratching her head, she stood in front of her fridge half naked and realized it had been 2 weeks since Tony had taken her out to eat. Granted, a lot of it was her work in the way, but not all of it. Frowning, she closed the fridge door and dug through her purse to grasp her phone, leaning her backside against her cabinets while texting him. I’m off work tomorrow. Hint hint. she sent, clear she expected him to pay her some attention in the next 24 hours.
QT said
Approved 100%!


Yay! ^_^
(I know this has to get QT's approval too, as they said the concept was okay but have yet to see my completed CS)



Name: Eva Hardin

Age: 24

Personality: Eva enjoys helping people, and fixing things. If something is perfect, she has no interest in it. Growing up, she knew she’d either be a nurse, counselor, or mechanic. She just happened to choose nurse since there seemed to be so many job openings for it. She loves honestly and openly, and therefore hates furiously when those she loves are hurt. She has a temper, but in general is very good natured, sweet, and kind. She is fluent in sarcasm, but she usually only uses it with those she likes.

Gang: None

Job: Nurse

Brief Bio: Eva grew up with in a single mother household. Her mother told her from a young age she’d better get good grades, cause she wasn’t paying for college, and without college she’d be working at Mickey D’s. Luckily, Eva was very smart. Always a straight A student and overly sheltered. By the time she entered high school, she began to rebel in her social life, though her grades stayed all As. She ran away from home a couple times, got thrown into juvi, went to several parties. She got through it and went to college though, where she still had a more carefree social life, despite her academic excellence. One night she and some of her friends went to a biker bar just on a dare, and that’s where she met Tony. Instantly attracted to him, she asked for a ride on his bike and spent the rest of the night talking to him and having fun. That was when she was 21. They dated off and on that first year, but have been together solidly for 2 years now. She has slowly picked up more and more of what he and the rest of his gang do, when one night she was brought a gang member who had been shot in a deal gone bad and they didn’t want to take him to the hospital, but she doesn’t tell Tony what to do with his life. She makes off hand comments, smacks the back of his head sometimes, etc., but she kind of enjoys the family aspect of it all as much as she separates herself from it.
Dark Angel said
@Whirlwind: So you aren't a secret agent? *The sound of dreams being crushed*


I mean uh... yes, yes I am. But I can't tell you what I do. Or I'd have to kill ya
meg360 said
A SAHM? Also, I'm finally home! Phew. Gonna get to writing. :)


A stay at home mom. To one 6 month old high needs boy. I can't leave the house or he has melt downs, and I can't make a whisper during his naps or he wakes up. So RPG is kinda my only socialization beyond facebook. Getting a post up soon!
Just shipping Faris & Gaspard together
I wish I could save ya. I'm a SAHM. No days off unfortunately, lol.
Evera smiled as Andrew and Roxanne followed, looking over everyone. So, she wasn’t the only one with a new appearance. She was fairly used to appearing gold, as she did in all her dreams and night wakings. She assumed her father looked of a similar nature, though she had yet to meet him officially in any of her spiritual realm escapades. The closer she got to lifting his burden though, the closer he would probably get to her. She was interested to speak to him in the spiritual realm at some point while here, though she knew it couldn’t be guaranteed.

She saw Taiyo was the last to appear, now seemingly solid, before who she could only assume was a current god, began welcoming them. She gave a polite smile, listening and nodding as he spoke. It was interesting to hear the god’s interpretation of their abilities, giving her a better idea about what some of her comrades did or, would do anyway.

She followed up to some doors and dissipated, leaving Taiyo to show them around. ”Well, that was interesting,” Evera said sincerely despite the small smirk on her face She was already entertained by everything that had happened so far, reaffirming her decision to come. ”Are we allowed to decorate our rooms how we would like?” she asked Taiyo curiously, unaware if they were already personalized or if it was inappropriate.
Cheyenne was watching the other performances, clapping happily for them before Cici came by and kissed her cheek. She winked and climbed the ladder for the trapeze in the dark before the spotlight hit her as she reached the very top. She fanned out her arms above her head, letting the audience take in her tattooed body. A few gasps emerged from the crowd, mostly smiles, a few disapproving looks. But the brilliance of the spotlight blinded her from just about any reaction, though her bright blue eyes stayed wide open and with a fake flirtatiousness she wore for the show. She turned towards the trapeze bar and grasped it, breathing in deeply before exhaling as she leapt from it. The net that had been below her during practice had been removed, leaving her vulnerable to falling to her death. She had yet to do something so reckless though, and tonight was no different. She swung, preforming feats of contortion midair between grabbing the next bar and swinging, leaving people gasping or oooing and awing. She continued her exploits of gymnastics and flexibility in the air before pretending to reach for the bar and tumbling. She mocked panic as a few audience members screamed, but out rolled a giant ball, and she flipped to land on her feet at the last second. A loud drum sound came from the band, leading the audience to clap like mad as Chey bowed with a wide smile, balancing atop the ball and rolling it around the edge of the ring until she led her way out for Vindale to take center stage.
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