Jennifer Khale stood, drenched in rain as she watched her boyfriend bleed out in the dark alley behind a Salt Lake City warehouse. The appocolypse was upon them. Death was imminent. She needed to find her clan...
First the three-foot floods, then the scorching droughts, then a wave of famine, and on top of that, Death. The floods created a creature. The drought fed it. The famine toughened it. It was Death itself.
Sign-up:
Name:
Age:
Clan: (Toragu, Jalger, or Hynox)*
History: (a short background of your character)
Description: (personality, appearance, etc.)
* Each clan has a special power/item(s) that may become very useful later.
Mine:
Name: Parker Johnson
Age: 15
Clan: Hynox
History: Parker was always waiting. Watching. Wanting so badly for things to come to him. His Parents worried about him. They got him therapy, he refused to speak. Hypnotism, he closed his eyes so as not to be hypnotized. He was fine, and if anyone thought he wasn't, they weren't. At least that's what he thought.
Description: Dark and secretive, yet very trustworthy. He wears a black long sleeve shirt and baggy jeans, and only moves long distances of open field at night. He stands tall at 6' 9". He as blonde hair, which he covers with a NY Mets hat.
Your not crazy or dead. Yet.
First the three-foot floods, then the scorching droughts, then a wave of famine, and on top of that, Death. The floods created a creature. The drought fed it. The famine toughened it. It was Death itself.
Sign-up:
Name:
Age:
Clan: (Toragu, Jalger, or Hynox)*
History: (a short background of your character)
Description: (personality, appearance, etc.)
* Each clan has a special power/item(s) that may become very useful later.
Mine:
Name: Parker Johnson
Age: 15
Clan: Hynox
History: Parker was always waiting. Watching. Wanting so badly for things to come to him. His Parents worried about him. They got him therapy, he refused to speak. Hypnotism, he closed his eyes so as not to be hypnotized. He was fine, and if anyone thought he wasn't, they weren't. At least that's what he thought.
Description: Dark and secretive, yet very trustworthy. He wears a black long sleeve shirt and baggy jeans, and only moves long distances of open field at night. He stands tall at 6' 9". He as blonde hair, which he covers with a NY Mets hat.
Your not crazy or dead. Yet.