City of Ashes RP ~~Players Needed~~

Character form:
Name: Gary

Age: 34

Gender: Male

Personality: Gary is a conspiracy theorist. He has an unshakable belief that the government is responsible for all of this. He deeply suspects others and it takes him a while to trust. Once his trust is gained, he is a good and loyal friend. He's pretty curious, and that curiosity does tend to take over his cowardice. He's not super knowledgeable either, since he dropped out of high school junior year.

Mutation(no extra limbs, two max if they're both small ones): His feet have been turned into monkey-like "hands". His arms are slightly longer then they should be. He can climb most all non-smooth surfaces. He's also slightly above average strong and flexible (per his ability to climb).

Picture/Description: ** picture coming soon ** Gary wears a red trucker's cap with"GUN' FISHIN" emblazoned in what used to be white letters. He's a pretty lanky guy and walks awkwardly due to his feet getting all weird. He was abducted wearing a green plaid over shirt with a white wife beater underneath. His sleeves are usually rolled up and there is a can of chew tucked into one of the cuffs. His jeans are faded to a light blue and have been patched extensively. He wears camo combat boots to hide his feet since he's not comfortable with them yet.

Other:
He's got one of those wrist rocket slingshots.
 
Tryst jumped up and stared at Beatrix. Okay, this wasn't good. If it really was a memory faint that she would forget everything that happened...everyone she met. Her mistrust wouldn't just be for Elisha. Or...maybe it was a blessing in disguise.
He looked at the others with anxiety on his face," uh...is she going to be okay? Is this what normally happens?" He reached down and felt her forehead. " She's burning up!"
 
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Charlie's eyes widened an sh jumped to her feet. "Oh my gosh!" She crouched down next to Beatrix, concern creasing her forehead. "I've only seen this happen once before, cause I'm also new, but once tey wake up, they don't remember squat. She'll be ok, but it'll take some time for her to calm down and remember... Maybe we should take away her weapons... Otherwise she'll be compelled to use them on us."
 
Tryst nodded furiously and took her katanas out of their sheaths. " We have no idea how she will react. Dose she have any knives? Here...uh...lets hide them so she doesn't get any ideas." He tossed the swords into the brush and made sure that the glint of steel was hidden. He turned back and knelt next to Charlie. " Are you sure she's okay? "
 

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