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[Sorryy! My character has um...dispeered...gone home? I don't have any extra time for him, if anyone wants him be free to take him].

[OOC: Alright Christopher, in that case I'll open a position.]

Lynn gripped the gun's handle with her sweaty palms and nodded. "Y-Yes." She stammered. Though in her mind she was still frightened, her feet bravely walked after the stranger.

((May I take that spot? Just let me get my bio ready...
(I perfer to read the whole roleplay before I go into it.)))

[OOC: Sure. If it's takes you a while to read the Roleplay, feel free to PM me and I'll summarize it for you.]


She paused and turned back to the crowd of frightened individuals.

"It looks like y'all need a little more persuading," she said as she pointed the gun at Danny, her finger resting on the trigger, "Come with me, or I'll kill you,"

The rain began to die down, the road was flooded, soon to cause havoc in the coming morning.


WhiteEdit: No double posting, please!

Lynn turned around. "C-Come on, Danny. Let's go." She said in a still frightened voice. She turned back to face the woman.

((Sorry I haven't posted! I've been very busy with school and that's made me extremely lazy *stabs Honors classes* I'll try to post something better soon.))

Zia hesitated for a moment. Should she really go? After all, she didn't even know the woman's name. 'A complete stranger who gives me a gun. How could I possibly trust her?' Zia knew she had no other so she followed the mysterious woman out. 'God, please don't let us run into that maniac...'

Lynn held Zia (although she did not yet know this was her name) in her view for a few moments. She looks scared... She thought, Who am I kidding? I'm scared myself.

"I know this isn't the greatest time for introductions," She started, "But I'm Lynn. We might as well at least know eachother's name before we go into something as crazy as our current situation." Lynn was trying to sound calm, but her voice was still a bit shaky.

[OOC: Okay everyone, we might have a problem.

Over this past week, this Roleplay has been losing many active Roleplayers. We have lost around 4-5 Roleplayers, which is very sad. We currently have around 4-5 Roleplayers (Including myself) left. Two of them are posting on weekends which is fine and we have three others (Including myself) which are posting regularly. The bottom line, if this Roleplay does not get active, I'll ask one of the Moderators to close it.

This Roleplay IS open therefore there will possibly be more Roleplayers interested in joining. I will be adding a Summary of what has happened so far to the first post to encourage people to join.

Thanks for listening.]

(Thank you for posting the summary. I was interested in joining before, however, I did not want to read all those posts.)

Name: Kirsten
Age: 18
Appearance: Brown hair and blue eyes. Her skin is fair. She wears a plain blue t-shirt, with blue jeans
Occupation: She's still in school, but she is planning on being a business woman
History: Her father died when she was young, and she rarely sees her mother, who works almost all the time. So she grew up independant, and other than those things, her history is quite boring. As of yet, anyways...

[OOC: You're quite welcome Twizzler, hope you have fun Roleplaying]

(Should I start off in the bar or something? Or following the woman?)

[OOC: Start off anywhere. Not in the bar. I'll find a way to come to you.]

(Ah! Okay then.)

Kirsten sat on a bench in the park, throwing small peices of bread out to the ducks and geese. She was quiet, reflecting on something.

After a few seconds, she grabbed the last piece of bread in the bag, and started breaking it into peices. She put the bag in her pocket to throw away at a later time, and then, peice by peice, tossed the bread towards the park's lake.

((heeey! sorry i haven't posted in the last couple of weeks; i had SATs today and consequently was having to study my derriere off.. and that, plus a headcold equals an unhappy aary. *sniff* anyway. hopefully i should be here next weekend again =] ))

"I'm uh... Kylie." For some reason, she was hesitant to share her name with people. Things were getting sort of weird. Superhuman strengths, firearms, wandering around town in the wee hours of the night/early morning... she had never had this much insanity in all of her life put together.