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1. Not all people survive, so please keep in mind some characters are eventually going to die.
2. This is a RP that requires people to be anywhere between few months to about 60. This is not about a group of teenagers. However, these will occur. Most of the people should be anywhere between 20 to 35 years old. Small children and babies are allowed, but only if they have one of their parent with them, or their parent sacrificed themselves for them. Elderly should be uncommon.
3. The RP starts when the people go into the bunkers. Then some interaction, then a timeskip, and then them going out. The end is most likely when they have an idea how to recreate the place into what it was before.
4. This is not an advanced RP, but please no one-liners. There must be at least two lines.
5. Yes, your characters can take in small pets with them. Cats and small to medium sized dogs are fine. Great Danes are NOT. They also shouldn't be very common, okay?
6. The bunker the main characters are in is somewhere in the USA... I know, very specific, but I know next to nothing about the states so let's just say it's somewhere.
7. Have fun! The rules may seem strict, but I just don't like it when the characters are only teenagers :3

Characters

Erica - me.
William - me.
Hailey - me.
Trevor - me.
Kate - me.
Merle - Frost.
Karl - Frost.
Richard and Destiny - Nobu-Balto.
John and Shade - Moki Hunter.

Biography:

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Pet Biography:

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My characters

Name: Erica
Surname: Kateleen
Nickname: Rica, Rikki
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Personality: Erica is vengeful, sly and selfish. A little bit on the evil side of the spectrum, she doesn't mind manipulating people just a tad to get what she wants. She is humorous, but her sense of humour is rather strange and she can be a little bit mean. She's not very extraverted and prefers keeping to herself, but she does have friends. Erica is generally not very symphatetic. She's pessimistic, snarky and not very helpful, yet she's extremely intelligent. But she's got no will to act and no motivation. She prefers to follow than to lead, finding responsibility troublesome.
History: Erica's mother and father died during the evacuation. She lived in a family with another sibling, and she's got no idea where her sibling is (a younger sister). She was currently studying, and even though she's proclaimed a genius by some people, they all agree she'll go nowhere in life if she doesn't stop being so not charismatic and not helpful.
Crush: Open
Husband/Wife: None
Children: None
Appearance: http://www.visualphotos.com/photo/2x381 ... 071438.jpg
Any pets?: No.


Name: William
Surname: Dennis
Nickname: Will
Age: 8
Gender: Male
Personality: Straight forward, honest and a little naive, he's not the slowest kid in school, but he is more often seen following than leading. He's active, cheerful and not mean at all. Sure, he is often seen teasing other people, but he never wants to hurt them. A little bit insecure and has a rather low-self esteem. He would be kind and helpful if he could be himself, but he wants to fit in.
History: Only child to Hailey Dennis and Trevor Dennis, both surviving the evacuating. A talkative boy that has a lot of friends.
Crush: None.
Husband/Wife: None.
Children: None, of course!
Parents: Hailey Dennis and Trevor Dennis
Appearance: http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbvi ... ld-boy.jpg
Any pets?: No, but he wants a dog badly.

Name: Hailey
Surname: River - Dennis
Nickname: None
Age: 29
Gender: Female
Personality: Loving and nice, Hailey is willing to help everyone and teaches her child manners. She likes to know he's well liked and worries about him much. She's usually optimistic and well mannered, but is also not very confident and sometimes a bit of a coward.
History: Her mother and father divorced when she was 13, making her very sad. Her mother never got another man so she lived with her and her other sibling only. Both of the parents were great and loving, but they weren't made for each other. Her brothers went to her father while she and her sister lived with her mother. She eventually grew up, gave birth, got a job and has planned hers and Trevor's wedding for March 23. Unfortunately, she couldn't do so.
Crush: None, she loves her SO only.
Husband/Wife: None yet.
Children: William
Appearance: http://images.teamsugar.com/files/upl1/ ... review.jpg
Any pets?: No.

Name: Trevor
Surname: Dennis
Nickname: Trev.
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Personality: Laid back, chill and funny, he's humorous and very accepting. He is motivated by his soon to be wife, and he does what she say, being rather quick to agree. He doesn't like to think much and likes to look for the best things in life. He loves beauty, the little moments, and if he dies he knows he'll die happy.
History: Had three brothers, a mother and a father. The two siblings were very active and sporty, but he was found often just enjoying life, like fishing with his dad and such. He married a nice but more motivated woman. He keeps her calm and she keeps him on his feet.
Crush: None.
Husband/Wife: Soon to be Hailey
Children: William
Appearance: http://www.thelondondailynews.com/image ... Read_1.jpg
Any pets?: No.

Name: Kate
Surname: Lewis
Nickname: None
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Personality: Kate loves partying and having a good time with her friends, and she does not worry about her future much. She is talkative, extraverted, though not very bright. She can be mean and rude if she does not like you, and she is labeled a prep in her school. She likes fashion and such, but she is not afraid to break a nail.
History: Simple story, nothing interesting.
Crush: Open
Husband/Wife: None
Children: None
Appearance: http://www.girlscantwhat.com/wp-content ... aafee5.jpg
Any pets?: No.

EDIT// Here's my first Bio so far...

Name:Merle
Surname:Hart
Nickname:You decide (:
Age:22
Gender:Female
Personality:Merle is been come across to be a very compassionate girl who thinks of others rather than herself.She has a habit to use slightly incorrect informal speech, a habit she picked up from her father.She is so soft-hearted that she rarely gets angry at anyone.
History: She had been brought up by her father until the age of 7 until his disappearance one day. From that day onwards her grandmother looked after her and taught her the music of the world.
Crush:Open.
Husband/Wife:N/a
Children:N/a
Parents: Jerome Hart(Violinist)-Mother N/a
Appearance:http://victoriaf5.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/5v674.jpg
Any pets?:She had a dog named Bobby, but she had to give him away as her grandmother disliked animals. She wished to find him as soon as she moves out.

Name:Karl
Surname:Robert-Owen
Nickname:His pals calls him "Owen" His family calls him "Karl"
Age:20
Gender:Male
Personality: He has two identities. The bad boy turn good. When's he's at College/Uni he's the "bad boy" the attractive one and the leader. At home he's like the "housewife" he cooks, cleans up, does the dishes, shopping, the washing etc. But the guys at school will never know or... shouldn't know. But really he's a gentle guy, he can't but help sometimes as he really kind from nature.
History:He has two younger twin sister aged 9 and swore he would look after them after their mother died of Cancer and their Dad who works night shift to provide for the family. He works part-time to pay for his tuition.
Crush: Open
Husband/Wife:N/a
Children:N/a
Parents: Bethany Robert-Owens (deceased) and William Robert-Owen
Appearance:http://fogke.deviantart.com/journal/23187910/#/d1sdgzv
Any pets?:They have a hamster named Terry

That's fine with me :3

I'd like to join Also I might create another character but only time will tell, I just came back from practice and I am too tired,sore and brain-dried to think of another bio for the moment

Name: Richard
Surname: Namath
Nickname: "Richie"
Age: 27
Gender: male
Personality: Quite solitary due to his lifestyle, he likes to help people in need,although he doesn't keep any bonds and most times he doesn't get in troubles with people unless you mess with his dog. Wherever he goes, he takes his dog even if it's a place where no animals are allowed, he refuses to leave her. You can insult him, you can mock him, you can say pretty much anything to him and he'll just ignore you, but if you mess with his dog he will jump at you (One time he shot the owner of a bar in the leg for trying to kick his dog out of the establishment). He doesn't like big multitudes and he barely talks, although deep inside him he knows that if he wants to find what he's looking for, he can't be disconected from everyone. Some people think he is not trustworthy because of the way he lives and how he interacts with people. In few words, don't mess with his dog and he'll be alright with you and don't expect him to be your best friend. He is pretty good with his rifle thanks to his "adoptive father" and always carries it with him because of the sentimental value, but will use it if he needs to.
History: Richard was an unplanned baby in a small town in Oklahoma, his parents always said he was a mistake and they treated him like one until he escaped his home at the age of 15. After some days walking with no direction, he found shelter in the farm of an elder couple and they took care of him until he was 20 and decided to leave the farm to embrace a nomad life. Although the old woman never really liked having Richard with them, the old man quickly fell for the young Richard and always treated him like his own son. While he was in the farm he always helped the old man on his hunting trips, Richard learned everything he knows about hunting from his "adoptive father" and soon it would prove to be very useful skill, being hunting his only source of food.
After some years wandering alone through the country, he stumbled upon an animal adoption center, where he found a small female german shepherd and immediately adopted her claiming that she's the only one that could bring out a true smile out of him. He named her Destiny because he's sure that they were destined to meet that day and since then Destiny became his best friend and they both wander without direction trying to find a place for them. After the natural disasters started to happen, Richard decided to return to the farm that became his home for some time to make sure Robert is alright, although he hasn't known anything from him since he left the farm.
Crush:Open
Husband/Wife:none
Children:none
Parents: Mary and John brought him to the world, but he considers Robert(the old farmer) his only parent.
Appearance: He has medium length brown hair but always wears a black cowboy that once belonged to Robert and he gave to Richard the day he left and almost never takes off. Although some could say he is good looking, his ripped pants and his dirty old black jacket make it difficult to see it. His life in the wilderness and the need to survive have been important factors for him staying fit. He is not too tall but not short either. His green eyes are covered by black sunglasses(also from Robert) most of the times.
Any pets?: His dog Destiny.

Pet's bio
Name: Destiny
Age: 2 yrs
Breed/Species: German shepherd (can change it if you want me to though )
Gender: Female
Personality: Nice and friendly, but she is very jealous with Richard, most girls can't even get close to him, afraid that the angry german shepherd might attack, some times interfering with Richard's attempts to help people. She is very close to Richard, wherever he goes she goes and they seem to have an unusually good communication, almost like if they were speaking the same language.
History:
Mate:none
Offspring:none
Appearance: She is a bit shorter than the average german shepherd female, has brown fur except for her black back. Has brown eyes.

Frost - I accepted Merle. Waiting for your other bio :3

Nobu-Balto - Ah, such an amazing bio. Accepted, of course. I'm fine with his dog being a German Shepherd, but that will cause him some problems :D

I'm thinking about waiting for one more person to join and then we'll start.

Why, thabk you! This should be interesting

Nobu-Balto - You're welcome. I hope it's going to be interesting :D

Frost - Accepted :3 Let's wait for one more person to join this, now.

Ooc: Sorry for double-posting, but I think it's time to start :3 And yeah, sorry if my grammar and spelling aren't the best, I'm not a native English speaker :D

The buzzing of the cars drove Hailey insane. She was worried sick about herself, her family and her friends she had no chance to see. Looking back at the back of the car, she saw her kid, William, staring out of the window. She could feel he was afraid, though he seemed to look pretty calm on the outside. Sighing, she turned back to the road. Her soon-to-be husband was driving the car.
"Are you...Well, positive we're going to make it?" She asked the man. Though usually optimistic and carefree, he looked concentrated and serious.
"I'm not sure anymore, but I sure hope so." She couldn't catch the voice of her husband through the radio. It was on and constantly repeated where they should go. Despite not hearing him well, she imagined just as well that he wasn't as positive as he usually was. Frowning, she turned to him again.
"Maybe we should go by foot?"She asked, out loud, as she looked back at the traffic jam ahead of her. She knew it was as dangerous as driving by the car, but she was a little bit desperate at the moment. Turning to her husband again, she waited for his answer. But instead of hearing anything come from his mouth, she only heard a sigh. He surely didn't know himself.
"Alright then," the woman spoke up again, "Maybe we could stay in the car for a while. "

The child continuously watched the people on the streets. While most did keep pretty calm and walked towards their destination, some were openly panicking, screaming and running. He was informed that something bad is going to happen, a hurricane will sweep towards them. But William never experienced anything like that in his entire life. He was scared much more than he showed, his expression calm and rather care-free. After a little bit more time, he looked at his parents. They were worried and stressed. Even he could see that, despite the seats getting in the way of their faces. He simply knew that. Still, being an open boy, he spoke up.
"Dad, are we going to be here soon?" However, he heard no response. It took a while for his father to form something to say.
"Yes, we're definitely going to be here soon. " The kid heard his father say. "If dad says so...He's probably right."
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"Dad, could you please drive faster? I don't want to die here, at all!" Kate exclaimed. She looked out of the window of the car her dad was driving. It was a pretty expensive car. Kate watched the people, only to see an adolescent woman driving ahead of them with her bike. "Did you see that? We're stuck in this horrid traffic jam while they can freely walk towards that stupid spot!" She screamed.
"I can't, and you know this yourself." She heard his voice. "I know you can't... But I don't want to die." the teen thought. She closed her dark, brown eyes for a moment. To calm down, to regain her composure. When she was ready to meet the fact she needs to be patient to get there, she opened them back up. She glanced out of the window again and that caused her to widen her eyes. The previously clear sky was now dark gray. "We're probably late...We need to go by foot! Mom, dad! It's not that far, we can make it!" She yelled. She did not see her parents nod, but she heard them speak. "But where are we going to park the car?" Her mother asked them.
"Mom, we're soon going to be in a middle of a hurricane, and you worry about where we should park the car?" Kate yelled. Then they both glanced at their father, waiting for his response.
"Well I'll think of something." They could barely hear him say.
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Erica peacefully traveled towards her destination by bike. She had very limited skills when it came to driving a car. Plus, she realized the traffic is going to be horrible, so she decided that a bike is the best solution. However, the sky began to darken and she began worrying. The bike was lighter than a car, therefore easier to pull away from the ground and get taken in by the strong wind. She stopped her means of transportation and jumped off it. "Well, it's seems I'll have to walk. It's not that far." She thought.

Richie was walking, dodging people and cars everywhere. It may seem strange that he was running in the opposite direction from the rest of the people who were trying to get to a safe place, but he had an important mission before he could look for a safety place. He had to go back to the only place he'd ever call home.
"Come on girl, we need to get home really fast!" He called for Destiny his dog, she was also struggling to find a way among all the vehicles and people.
A car almost hit Richard but he could barely dodge the incoming vehicle but that prevented him from seeing a young girl that had just gotten off her bike.
"Darn!" He exclaimed as he crashed against the girl's bike.

This sounds very interesting! I don't know why people aren't herding to join.

Name: John
Surname: Mason
Nickname: Slash
Age: 23 Years
Gender: Male
Personality: Quiet, untrusting of almost everyone, even though he tries his best to talk to others and make a friend. He's incredibly observant, and braver than you'd often make him out to be. He often keeps his thoughts to himself, and his past is not something he considers an open subject. He's extremely protective of the few he does choose to trust, and will defend his secrets and those in danger with his entire life at stake.
History: John Mason was born into an average family. He had a mother, a father, and an older brother. He seemed to enjoy the aspect of life in general and was a fairly happy kid. His neighborhood had never been marked as dangerous, and so, no one around ever felt the need to be cautious. However, this was their greatest mistake. By believing their home was safe, John's parents had neglected to protect their sons correctly. One night, a man proved their error.

It was midnight. The entire family was asleep and having dreams. John was about 11 at the time. He awoke first, hearing a quiet bang downstairs. Creeping down the steps, he tried to listen for more sounds. Then he heard rummaging in the kitchen. Pots and pans were clattering noisily onto the floor, and John had a sudden and deep feeling of fear creep into his system. By this time, his brother had groggily awoken, but dismissed the sounds and fell back asleep. His parents, on the other side of the house, were too far away to hear anything going on here.

Still, John continued forward. He pressed on into the kitchen until he saw a dark shape somewhere near the stove. When he flipped on the light, however, he gasped. He couldn't stop himself, and the intruder snapped his head in the boy's direction. Knowing his mistake, John tried to back away. Though, the intruder had other plans. Grabbing a kitchen knife, he hustled to the trembling boy. He picked John up by the shoulders and carried him to a nearby chair. Finding wire somewhere nearby, he tied John as tightly as he could to the chair, making sure he couldn't move.

John attempted to get out, but he couldn't break free. The wire was too strong, and his body was too feeble to break away from it. In a desperate attempt to get help, he tried to move the chair and reach the phone just on the counter. However, the strange man came back inside and slammed the chair back against the wall, making sure John was away from any help available to him. Holding the knife to the boy's throat, he slit it ever so gently. It was enough to cause John's first mental scar, and caused a massive amount of bleeding even though the cut had been minor.

The man banged against the walls, in a mad attempt to wake up the rest of the family. John's brother awoke with a start, then, and quickly noticing his brother's absence, hurried to his parent's bedroom and pushed them awake. They all three ran down the stairs in a worried frenzy, fearing for what might be happening. When they finally got to the entrance of the kitchen, they all gasped at the horror. Blood flowed all over the neck line of John's shirt, and he was still bleeding profusely. His breathing was severed and he was forced to struggle for each breath.

John's brother sneaked away from the situation unnoticed. He ran as fast as his feet could carry him to where he knew there was another phone line. And as the intruder became even more hostile back in the kitchen, John's brother dialed 911 in a panic. The intruder had just begun to demand for the family's money, their valuable possessions. John's mother was in tears. His father was trying his best to calm her down and stay strong. He stepped forward and said, "No. Now give us back our son!" His demand didn't go unpunished.

The man slashed against the boy's chest. Strapped in and unable to move, John received the full force of the knife. The man commanded his parents to give him the money once more, and his father continued to step forward cautiously in order to get to John and free him. The man noticed this, however, and grabbed the father's shoulders, killing him in a gruesome scene. John's mother broke down after that, screaming and sobbing and begging for the killer to stop. He replied in an uncaring and harsh tone that he'd stop once she showed him where the money and valuables were.

His mother stayed with the tears still running, frozen in fear and shock. She didn't know what she should do. John's brother had sneaked back to see if his family was okay and had to hold everything in his power not to gasp. Though neither of them moved, and so, the killer turned towards John once again and turned the chair over. He cut the wires off of the chair but they were still entangled all over John. And so, he still couldn't move. The killer then reached for him, and John tried to inch away, scared to death by now, and cried out in agony as another slash came straight into his back. And another right below it, as he tried still to move away.

He curled up into a ball after that, crying and in terrible pain. Just as John's mother unfroze and moved in a haste to grab the money, the police arrived, arresting the killer and taking John into an ambulance. After that tragedy, the family wanted to start fresh. By the time John was 12, they had moved into an entirely different neighborhood and always took precautions, even if it was unnecessary. Both John and his brother were enrolled into new schools, and John's new nickname became 'Slash' overtime due to his graphic scars. John was never the same after that.

Now, double his age and he's lost his last parent. He watched her die as he made it into the bunkers. It's been a long time since her death, but it still stings badly. He only has his brother and dog left, and he's not even sure if his brother is still alive; he hasn't seen him for weeks and is starting to get seriously worried. He feels more alone than ever and has his dog Shade as his only real comfort.
Husband/Wife: Nope.
Children: Nuuuu.
Parents: Father died when he was 11; mother died when he got into bunkers.
Appearance: http://static.tumblr.com/qgerpiu/a1wlcs ... 8877_n.jpg
Any pets?: Yes, Shade.

Name: Shade
Age: 2 1/2 Years
Breed/Species: Border Collie Mix
Gender: Male
Personality: Shade, like his name may suggest, is a very mysterious canine. It's extremely difficult to gain his trust and nearly impossible to figure what he's thinking about. He's not a shy type at all - in fact it's rather easy for him to speak out. However, he prefers to go by the term 'The less you know the better' when it comes to other dogs, for he knows much more than he should. Staying quiet has it's advantages, and from his past experiences, he's been able to pick up bits and parts of information which he pieces together with ease. He has a growing sense of intelligence, and often gives off the air of being both evasive and wise. He gets along with other dogs, however if you've never met him before you may see him as cold and uncomfortable. He will proudly stand by his family and trusted friends, defending them with his life if need be. Most of his personality came from his greatest friend and family member, John. He's surprisingly and incredibly loyal to him.
History: Shade was born in a pound to a mother who had been abused. He and his sibling were the only ones to survive the ordeal and not long after he turned two months old, John came and adopted him. Shade was happy to have a loving home, and felt more grateful to John than anyone else in the world after realizing he was lucky. He could have been adopted by some crazy freak and been tortured his entire childhood, and when he realized it he grew to love his human all the more; so much so, in fact, that Shade's habits and personality began being built on the foundations of John's. Because John stayed quiet towards humans, Shade did so too. Although Shade can hear a lot better than his friend, and so, he developed a taste for 'eavesdropping' as most call it. From there he began to grow into his own individual, although a lot of the aspects of his personality still adhere to John's.
Mate: None.
Offspring: None.
Appearance: http://i55.tinypic.com/2rh7klv.jpg

Ooc: Awesome bio Moki Hunter, accepted.

Erica barely paid attention to all the people around her. She was careful not to crash into them, but she was too focused on reaching her destination. Walking in firm steps and a quick pace, she suddenly felt something crash into her bike. Stopping for a moment and turning her head to see who it was, she saw a man in his late twenties with a dog, a German Shepherd. She stepped a small step backwards from the surprise, but quickly realized she needs to get on her way and began to walk again, not bothering to check if the man she accidentally hit was okay or ask him why in the world was he walking in the opposite direction of protection. The young woman could only try and guess.
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Trevor muttered out a quiet swear. The cars moved little by little. With such speed, he knew they will be too late. Waiting for a good moment to park the car near the sidewalk, he watched the road with an intense stare. When there was enough space for him to make a turn, he did so and parked the car just where he wanted to. His fiancee gave him a confused look.
"We're going by foot." He stated firmly as he turned off the car and before he stepped out of it.
"Yay, I was getting bored!" William said in a cheerful manner, but that didn't brighten up their situation. His cheerful shout made it even more awkward, so the kid's smile turned upside down and he decided to be quiet for now.
Hailey turned to her child. "Follow us, don't stray away okay? Promise me." She knew he was prone to getting into trouble, but she believed he was a genuinely nice child.
"Alright mom, I promise." He muttered out and they began to rush towards their destination.
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Everything was settled. Kate's father parked the car and they stepped out of it, deciding to go by foot as well. Kate began walking first, her parents following right behind. She knew where she was going, so why not hurry up and get there already? The teen was a little inpatient, plus she was terribly scared. The only thing that relieved her was the fact she did not live too far away from the bunkers, or whatever the 'safe place' was.