AGE
19
PRONOUNS
he + his
SEXUALITY
pansexual
CLASS
elemental gunner
UNSORTED
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Aug 29, 2022 19:52:02 GMT
Post by Fox Kingstone on Aug 29, 2022 19:52:02 GMT
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North America felt like a decent next stop on this ridiculous journey around the world. After hearing the mumblings of the Bad Lands and how dangerous it was there, Fox decided that the Hollow Hills portal made the most sense in trying to find the missing members of his family. Luckily he had his rifle, the rumor mill had been saying that the flying creatures were the biggest issue in the large, towering mountains that were filled with surprises.[break][break]
As he loaded himself in, Fox ensured to grab his rifle from his inventory and held it in two hands while he took a cautious look around with floating mountains, dense thickets of trees, and the occasional guttural call of wild beasts sent a shudder down Fox's spine. He needed to find a place not lost in the mazelike twisting routes of this place and that's when he thought he spotted another player with pink hair. [break][break]
"Hey, watch out. This place is crazy dangerous!" Fox beckoned out, rushing through the bushes in a moment of wild courage to the other side unsure what he would be stumbling into once he knocked through the underbrush of the Hollow Hills. [break][break]
It felt stupid but there was something about this new world that caused them to need to be brave in a brazen way. If not, they would only be left behind by the others who stepped up in time of uncertainty. But only time would tell what that meant for Fox and if he really had it in him to push back against a world that was slowly but surely collapsing in on humanity as a whole.
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AGE
19
PRONOUNS
She/her
SEXUALITY
No
CLASS
Wanderer
UNSORTED
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Aug 29, 2022 22:57:02 GMT
Post by Rika Blakeley on Aug 29, 2022 22:57:02 GMT
For all the messed up shit that had happened lately, Rika had to admit, she wasn't doing half bad.
Most of America had fallen to the wilderness, and good old-fashioned American exceptionalism demanded that it be taken back. There was a market for people who could walk long distances without getting tired. It was a delicate dance between risk and reward, figuring out which jobs to opt into that paid well enough to feed her for a reasonable amount of time without being likely to get herself killed. And she wasn't exactly in a great position to bargain. Few people were.
Thus it shook out that she found herself scrounging for fallen logs and twigs, along with anything that seemed edible - mushrooms and berries being chief among them. She hefted another branch into her arms, then let it disappear in a smattering of pixels as it vanished into her inventory proper. Perhaps it was time to head back. If she just doubled back along the trail she had marked for herself, she should reach the portal within a few hours or so. Give or take a few detours to avoid hungry monsters.
"Hey, watch out!" Someone was calling out to her, though she couldn't tell from where. She heard thumps through the underbrush growing louder and louder as something seemed to be rushing right at her. Curse her stupid pink hair! She whirled around, arms held up in a last-ditch attempt to intimidate--
Oh, it was just a person. Thank goodness.
But a person with a gun.
"H-hey there," she said, fists unclenching into open palms, in an attempt to defuse any tension. "What's going on?"
Fox Kingstone |
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AGE
19
PRONOUNS
he + his
SEXUALITY
pansexual
CLASS
elemental gunner
UNSORTED
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Post by Fox Kingstone on Aug 30, 2022 8:54:13 GMT
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After calling out, he dodged a few large hanging vines, until he spotted the pink-haired player spinning up as though either to scare or give up (he couldn’t be too sure) until she spoke once again with slight trepidation. He wasn’t sure if the gun was always the issue but no one ever felt calmer after seeing that Fox had one equipped and ready to fire but perhaps in time, people would be more thankful he was using something that packed so much firepower. [break][break]
” Sorry, I saw you running off and I thought I saw some monsters scurrying that way. ” He pointed with a quick headnod to a thicket about twenty yards off with rustling leaves finally settling back into statis. ” I’d hate for any of us to turn into tiger meat, or whatever the hell lives in these hills. ” Fox used a strap to place his gun on his back as a way to also showcase his passivity in wanting to fight the other. [break][break]
” I’m Fox, by the way. Part-time heartthrob, other part pro gamer turned, well...” He stopped for a moment to let out a slightly awkward chuckle. ” Whatever the hell we are now. ” Fox hoped humor could help lighten the mood but only time would tell.
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AGE
19
PRONOUNS
She/her
SEXUALITY
No
CLASS
Wanderer
UNSORTED
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Post by Rika Blakeley on Aug 31, 2022 1:26:24 GMT
So the other teen was... just looking out for her? She ran the logic in her head. All signs pointed to it being true. If he'd meant to shoot her, he could have simply done so while her back was turned, after all. Unless the gun was just a bluff... but in that case, she wouldn't have to worry about it anyhow. And it was true, there were all manner of things crawling about in these hills. Things that probably would have gladly made a meal out of two humans deciding to squabble out in the open. She relaxed visibly when Fox put his gun away. That solidified it. A show of good intentions she could play along with for the time being.
"Thanks," she said. "Yeah, really don't wanna get eaten by, uh... I don't think we have tigers though. Mountain lions, maybe." She listened as the boy introduced himself. Heartthrob, pro-gamer... Well, he was cute. She had to admit that. Not as cute as Mimi, but then again, he had the distinct disadvantages of having been traipsing through monster-infested hills. That would put a damper on anyone's looks.
"I'm Rika," she said. "Housekeeper at the Alto Strip... Not that I'd expect that to mean anything to you." What would a British guy know about hotels in Las Vegas, anyway. "At least, I was. Now I'm a 'wanderer,' and I don't mean that as a metaphor." She flipped through the system menu, bringing up her character data and showing it to him.
"Also, just between you and me, I would be a lot better able to take care of myself if someone hadn't fucked over my gun. I'm assuming yours... y'know. Works?"
Fox Kingstone |
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AGE
19
PRONOUNS
he + his
SEXUALITY
pansexual
CLASS
elemental gunner
UNSORTED
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Sept 11, 2022 8:24:08 GMT
Post by Fox Kingstone on Sept 11, 2022 8:24:08 GMT
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AGE
19
PRONOUNS
She/her
SEXUALITY
No
CLASS
Wanderer
UNSORTED
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Sept 16, 2022 4:15:12 GMT
Post by Rika Blakeley on Sept 16, 2022 4:15:12 GMT
Rika wasn't quite sure what Fox had meant in his remark about the mountain lions, but she took it as a sign of confidence. Confidence was good, and that gun probably backed it up. "So I take it you've hunted before?" she said, fully expecting him to brag again. What he bragged about would tell her how much she could really trust this guy to look out for her.
Her eyes widened just a bit when he mentioned Vegas by name. So he had heard of the Strip after all? Well, it was about as much as she expected most people to know about the place. She'd never been to a show - her family had never been able to afford one, and the cheap motel she worked at never had any. She'd passed by the ads plenty of times, of course. "Yeah... don't gamble," she blurted out. "Trust me, it's not as much fun as it looks. You're more likely to ruin your life than you are to hit it big."
She doubted he would listen. He was a teenage boy, and they were known for doing impulsive and stupid things.
"Elemental gunner? So what, you shoot silver bullets instead of lead? You know I guess that could be useful for hunting werewolves, if we see any..." She hadn't heard any howls. Only the screaming of various beasts overhead. She shrugged when Fox asked her about her own class. "Kinda lame compared to yours really. I can walk a lot without getting tired, and I don't get heatstroke. Woulda been useful back home before all this went to shit, I suppose."
She didn't mention her core power. She didn't really even know how to describe it, herself. Being able to copy those she befriended? What counted as a friend, anyway? No, it was best to keep quiet and pretend it didn't exist. People would rightly believe that she had self-serving motives for buttering up to them if she blabbed about it, and they would keep their distance from her. It's what she would have done, anyway. "Oh, and I can shoot fire from my hands. So try not to stand in between me and the monsters."
She accepted the party invite Fox had sent her. "What brings you out here, anyway? Also gathering wood for a job?"
Fox Kingstone |
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