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NEVER FOUND A LOVE LIKE YOURS [open | temp joiner] - Kalopsia - 07-09-2017
Kalopsia Hanson
How long had it been since she'd last seen someone? A month ago, she was pretty sure. It had been a man pulling a cart with goods. He tried to trade with her, but upon realizing she had nothing of value, cursed her out in another language and moved on. And the last time she'd had a real, friendly conversation? Even longer than that, when she'd encountered a roving group that were looking for a good place to found a city. They had high ambitions, wanting theirs to be the first city to return to the glory before the blackout, and they hadn't found a place yet. They said they wanted somewhere flat, with room to expand, a water source and a place that wouldn't get too hot or cold. Kalopsia had wished them luck - maybe it would take years to find what they were looking for, and years more to establish a city and recreate the tech, but they could succeed. And if they did, Kal wanted to say she'd believed in them.
She wouldn't mind running into them again - right now, with their city built and completed with running water and a warm bed. A pillow stuffed with feathers, and a blanket softer than anything she'd ever felt. And soap! There'd be soap too, and people - she wouldn't have to be dirty or alone anymore. It was so wonderful, so perfect, she got lost in the fantasy and wound up tripping.
Kalopsia threw her arms out instinctively, so her palms smacked into the dirty, broken pavement. What an unpleasant call back to reality, one that had her blinking rapidly as she stood up, staring at the blood and dirt on her palm. "Roses!" She exclaimed, then sighed. She didn't have anything that she could use to clean and care for the wounds, but there were some buildings coming up... maybe there was someone there that would be willing to help her.
//no need to match muse! also lol yes she does curse using flowers I just decided that on the spot
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She wouldn't mind running into them again - right now, with their city built and completed with running water and a warm bed. A pillow stuffed with feathers, and a blanket softer than anything she'd ever felt. And soap! There'd be soap too, and people - she wouldn't have to be dirty or alone anymore. It was so wonderful, so perfect, she got lost in the fantasy and wound up tripping.
Kalopsia threw her arms out instinctively, so her palms smacked into the dirty, broken pavement. What an unpleasant call back to reality, one that had her blinking rapidly as she stood up, staring at the blood and dirt on her palm. "Roses!" She exclaimed, then sighed. She didn't have anything that she could use to clean and care for the wounds, but there were some buildings coming up... maybe there was someone there that would be willing to help her.
//no need to match muse! also lol yes she does curse using flowers I just decided that on the spot
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Re: NEVER FOUND A LOVE LIKE YOURS [open | temp joiner] - TATIANA - 07-09-2017
FUCKIN TRACK
Re: NEVER FOUND A LOVE LIKE YOURS [open | temp joiner] - JOHN WHISKERS - 07-09-2017
[justify]Least it wasn't another injured person crawling up to their borders, asking for sympathy and care. At least, that's what John thought; he tended to.. Dislike most individuals, especially if they played the pity game. Yet here he was, getting all concerned when he noticed a, uh, giantess tripping.
The man trotted up, face speckled with dirt. He scrunched up his nose at the girl, still in a perpetual bad mood.
"Hey, what're you doing here? And who are you?" He decided to ask, since she didn't seem to have any major injuries or be starving or some shit. Nothing much to address except possibly her choice of cuss words.
//hhh museless im sorry
also welcome back to the Badlands ;D[/justify]
The man trotted up, face speckled with dirt. He scrunched up his nose at the girl, still in a perpetual bad mood.
"Hey, what're you doing here? And who are you?" He decided to ask, since she didn't seem to have any major injuries or be starving or some shit. Nothing much to address except possibly her choice of cuss words.
//hhh museless im sorry
also welcome back to the Badlands ;D[/justify]
we're swimming with the sharks until we drown
Re: NEVER FOUND A LOVE LIKE YOURS [open | temp joiner] - Kalopsia - 07-09-2017
Kalopsia Hanson
She wasn't really looking for sympathy, though if someone had something to clean and wrap her hands, that would definitely be appreciated. The male that approached probably wasn't carrying bandages though, no, he appeared more likely to cause more wounds than to heal them. But when were first impressions right? And were appearances always indicative of who the person was? Sometimes, but mostly no. Besides, if he was going to attack her he'd have done it rather than ask questions.
What was she doing here? She was looking for people, for shelter, for a bed, for clean water. All things that weren't particularly easy to find, especially in one place. "I'm looking for a group that'll let me stay for a bit." She said finally, shrugging. Her name was an easier one to answer, and she had no reason to try and hide it. "I'm Kalopsia Hanson." She stuck out her hand for him to shake. "You can call me Kal if you want. What's your name?" And with that she grinned at him, any suspicion that she should have nonexistent in her features and mind.
//shakes my head at John boi she's one inch taller than you
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What was she doing here? She was looking for people, for shelter, for a bed, for clean water. All things that weren't particularly easy to find, especially in one place. "I'm looking for a group that'll let me stay for a bit." She said finally, shrugging. Her name was an easier one to answer, and she had no reason to try and hide it. "I'm Kalopsia Hanson." She stuck out her hand for him to shake. "You can call me Kal if you want. What's your name?" And with that she grinned at him, any suspicion that she should have nonexistent in her features and mind.
//shakes my head at John boi she's one inch taller than you
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Re: NEVER FOUND A LOVE LIKE YOURS [open | temp joiner] - JOHN WHISKERS - 07-10-2017
[justify]//john is very angry about heights
John listened to her request, and nodded along to the words. A group that'll let her stay? Eh, she was a cute girl who was most likely of a consensual age; he'd probably get yelled at if he turned her away. By multiple people. Possibly by his boss, most every girl around here was either bisexual or a lesbian.
"Kalopsia? Hmm, weird name. Where're you from?" John asked. "And yeah- you can stay in the Badlands for a while if you want. I'm John by the way." He added before awkwardly shaking her hand. She definitely wasn't a threat, by the cheesy grin on her face; just.. Naive. He worried for her, especially around these parts.[/justify]
John listened to her request, and nodded along to the words. A group that'll let her stay? Eh, she was a cute girl who was most likely of a consensual age; he'd probably get yelled at if he turned her away. By multiple people. Possibly by his boss, most every girl around here was either bisexual or a lesbian.
"Kalopsia? Hmm, weird name. Where're you from?" John asked. "And yeah- you can stay in the Badlands for a while if you want. I'm John by the way." He added before awkwardly shaking her hand. She definitely wasn't a threat, by the cheesy grin on her face; just.. Naive. He worried for her, especially around these parts.[/justify]
we're swimming with the sharks until we drown
Re: NEVER FOUND A LOVE LIKE YOURS [open | temp joiner] - DYLAN, - 07-11-2017
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[color=transparent]u rock !
[color=transparent]u rock !
[color=transparent]u rock !
The next Badlander to arrive was Dylan. The older teen was missing his bike or skateboard, but instead approaching the pair on foot. He ambled over with ease, his strides slow and steady as he made no attempts to rush. [b]"Hi." He eventually greeted as he halted beside John; he offered the Headhunter a curt nod before focusing back on Kalopsia. "I'm Dylan, nice to meet you." They were around the same age, which was nice, because most people here were either a few years younger or older than him. He also couldn't help but notice the cheerful smile - he doubted she'd be smiling this time next week, if she stayed that long.
/ ahh i'm so museless sorry
[spoiler=TAGS]
GENERAL |
& Dylan Phillip Hearst
& 19 years old | Born December 22nd | Capricorn
& The Badlands | Grunt of War
& Completed bio is HERE!
APPEARANCE |
& 6'0 / Not very muscular but isn't skinny / Hazel eyes / Brown hair / Scars across his back and limbs from past abuse / Often smiling / Wears black jeans, hoodies, white or black tees, adidas or nike sneakers
& Faceclaim is Ivan Martinez | REFERENCE
& Both ear lobes are self-pierced; the left lobe is a sparkly stud and the other a black one
& On his right hand located on the middle finger, he has a small tattoo of a match REF and on his ring finger he has another tattoo, this time of a knife REF
& His choice of weapon is a Seekins precision full auto .223 rifle REF But due to no ammo, he goes for a set of throwing knives.
REF
RELATIONSHIPS |
& Daisy Hearst + NPC father
& Twins with Maisie (Samantha) | Older brother to Genesis
& Bisexual (leans towards females) | Single | ½ of
& Enemies with his father
BRIEF HISTORY |
& He lived with his twin sister, younger sister and parents. His father was very abusive. Eventually his mother and little sister left; a year later, so did his twin sister.
& When he was 15, Dylan attacked his abusive father and torched the house while his father was still inside. Instead of getting away, Dylan watched the fire grow while smoking a cigarette.
& When he was 16, he made it to The Badlands. Most of the time he keeps to himself as he is haunted by his past. [/spoiler]
/ ahh i'm so museless sorry
[spoiler=TAGS]
GENERAL |
& Dylan Phillip Hearst
& 19 years old | Born December 22nd | Capricorn
& The Badlands | Grunt of War
& Completed bio is HERE!
APPEARANCE |
& 6'0 / Not very muscular but isn't skinny / Hazel eyes / Brown hair / Scars across his back and limbs from past abuse / Often smiling / Wears black jeans, hoodies, white or black tees, adidas or nike sneakers
& Faceclaim is Ivan Martinez | REFERENCE
& Both ear lobes are self-pierced; the left lobe is a sparkly stud and the other a black one
& On his right hand located on the middle finger, he has a small tattoo of a match REF and on his ring finger he has another tattoo, this time of a knife REF
& His choice of weapon is a Seekins precision full auto .223 rifle REF But due to no ammo, he goes for a set of throwing knives.
REF
RELATIONSHIPS |
& Daisy Hearst + NPC father
& Twins with Maisie (Samantha) | Older brother to Genesis
& Bisexual (leans towards females) | Single | ½ of
& Enemies with his father
BRIEF HISTORY |
& He lived with his twin sister, younger sister and parents. His father was very abusive. Eventually his mother and little sister left; a year later, so did his twin sister.
& When he was 15, Dylan attacked his abusive father and torched the house while his father was still inside. Instead of getting away, Dylan watched the fire grow while smoking a cigarette.
& When he was 16, he made it to The Badlands. Most of the time he keeps to himself as he is haunted by his past. [/spoiler]