City of Ashes RP ~~Players Needed~~

((grrrrrrr BYC hates me trying to post for Autumn... :barnie ))


Autumn woke with a slight jolt as she heard a click! of a door being shut. Her eyes snapped open. A boy with messy brown hair, probably about her age, was standing just inside the room, watching her warily. She sized him up, calculating whether or not she would be able to overpower him and escape. She could probably do the first, but definitely not the second. She looked at him expectantly and, with one last uncertain glance to the door, he sat on a chair near her and started to talk. She listened carefully, trying to formulate a plan for getting out.
 
((grrrrrrr BYC hates me trying to post for Autumn...
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Autumn woke with a slight jolt as she heard a click! of a door being shut. Her eyes snapped open. A boy with messy brown hair, probably about her age, was standing just inside the room, watching her warily. She sized him up, calculating whether or not she would be able to overpower him and escape. She could probably do the first, but definitely not the second. She looked at him expectantly and, with one last uncertain glance to the door, he sat on a chair near her and started to talk. She listened carefully, trying to formulate a plan for getting out.
(Beatrix would've been strangling him at this point. XD)
 
Name:Catherine (Cat) Wilson
Age:17
Gender:Female
Personality:Loud, rambunctious, risk taker, easily angered, doesn't let people know she's sad. When she's confused she gets mad. Her anger can get out of control which usually results in flipping tables/chairs or throwing things.
Mutation:Is immune to poison (It leaks out of her pores.) and can 'taste' the air like a snake, using her tongue.
Picture/Description:
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Other:City of ashes
 
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Name:Catherine (Cat) Wilson
Age:17
Gender:Female
Personality:Loud, rambunctious, risk taker, easily angered, doesn't let people know she's sad. When she's confused she gets mad. Her anger can get out of control which usually results in flipping tables/chairs or throwing things.
Mutation:Is immune to poison (It leaks out of her pores.) and can 'taste' the air like a snake, using her tongue.
Picture/Description:
400

Other:City of ashes


((secreting poison is already taken, but the immunity is fine. Otherwise, accepted!))
 
(LIVE, D*** IT!)

Beatrix wiped her blades clean. There was a pile of grass and bracken in front of her that used to be her makeshift practice dummy. The "fight" had been unsatisfactory, and her frustration was still boiling beneath a paper-thin surface. She poked the pile with the toe of her boot. I need a new dummy. Or a person. Or a person who's a dummy. Or, a vicious little smile touched the corners of her lips, the person who did this. That'd be nice. Beatrix tossed her pigtails and turned towards camp, then paused, turned on her heel, and strode over to the tree and sliced the rope that the dummy had hung from. With a pert nod of satisfaction, she walked (perhaps a bit smugly) back to camp.
 

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