Name: Katrina Knepper Age: 15 Gender: Female Personality: Changes moods a lot, usually lost in her mind, doesn't talk a lot. Appearance: Shoulder length dark brown hair, side swept bangs, green eyes, pale skin, 5'4, average weight
Name: Kayden Briant Age: 15 Gender: Male Personality: A quiet, lighthearted person, who really hides in the shadows, seemingly invisible to some people. He likes to write and draw, always jotting down notes and images of the past, present, and future, keeping records in the journal that seemingly has endless pages. Apearance: Other: Nope
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Name-California Whites [Cali for short] Age-14 Gender-girl Personality-Kind, funny, life of the party, can make almost anyone cheer up, can be mean when it comes to mean people. Loves photagrphy and writing, nature, for some reason loves moon and plays guitar Appearence-
Forgetting what happened. I wondered where I was..... I could only come up with one thing I was lost. Not knowing if I was alone or not I decided to go look for anyone else.
I slowly titled my head upwards, gently and carefully shifting my weight, trying to avoid any pain. I couldn't feel his left arm, so I absentmindedly shook it until the circulation came back. I examined my large jacket pockets, luckily finding them still stocked with his journal, a keepsake of many years.
I thought i heard someone yelling... I look in the direction of the sound and I saw someone in the distant. I started to walk towards them..... (( I'm lonely so lonelyyyyy))
(( Why thank ya! I didn't really do much... do you mean the banner or do you mean just the stroke I put on the words? And up to 18. If you wanted to make an adult, I'd probably let you. ))
The wind striking my exposed arm, I awkwardly flinched, the piercing pain unbearable. I slowly strode over to the girl who seemed to yell in pointless directions, waving my uninjured arm.
I saw someone. Arm injured. While I saw someone in the other direction. I yelled to the girl behind me "Come on heres injured!" I yelled. While im not in great shape either. All bruised up, few minor small cuts.
"Im cali by the way"I said in my strong new jersey accent[I always like jersey accents dont judgee mee] "How are you doing, any cuts or such?"I asked curiously
"Uh, yeah, I'm fine." I softly replied, hacking a strong cough as a puff of gray smoke darted past my face. "Er, we should probably get away from... that." He said, trailing slightly over to the heap of burning metal only feet away.
"It's Kayden." He said, as the tropical breezes swept his bangs off to the side of his forehead. "Nice to meet you." He added, secretly thinking, Under not-so-nice conditions...