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DepressedDuckDate: Wednesday, 2011-06-29, 12:48 PM | Message # 1
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The small town of Ginare is surrounded by forest on all sides.
It has a food market, and some Mom and pop shops, and the community is close and happy. The town every town strives to be.
It is also in the middle of nowhere.
No-one has ever ventured beyond the forest for the longest time. It is mostly removed from the rest of the world. But most of the residents there are content with Ginare, and not knowing anything of the outside world.
Note, Most.
You are tired of not knowing what is out there, beyond the forest. You want to be away from the Strictness of the Town rules.
So you are planning to run away....

A note: This is one of my first RPs. I know i suck, but if you dont have anything good to say, dont say it. I appriciate Constructive Critasism. I know i spelled that wrong...

Rules:
This is NOT a fantasy thread. No Unicorns, Magic, Ect.
Please use Grammar.
Be SENSABLE.
No Ubering, Godmodding, or Trolling. In the event that one does troll, ignore that person(s).
No controlling anothers character, no matter how minor, unless the person controlling the character gives permission.
No, ITS NOT IN THE RULES.
No Mary Sue's or Gary Stew's. Or whatever. No perfect characters.
Feel free to offer constructive critasism.
Put 395 under other in your character sheet. If you dont, you will not be accepted.

C.S
N@me:
A/G/E:
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
Items(If any):
Bio(Optional.):
Other:

My C.S.
N@me: Steve Hart.
A/G/E: 17.
Gender: Male.
Appearance: He wears a Purple shirt, and jeans. Steves shoes are also Dusty, and have the look as if they have been through everything known to man. His skin is as white as paper, and is easily sunburned. Thats why he wears a floppy hat on top of his Brown hair. His eyes are grey-blue, and he is 5 Ft 1.
Personality:
Items(If any): He is shy, and easily startled. He also has the tendancy to talk to himself.
Bio(Optional.): He was born in Ginare, and has lived there all his life. Having grown tired of life there, he is prepareing to leave...
Other: He has a pet cat named Mckitty, who follows him everywhere.
 
DepressedDuckDate: Monday, 2011-07-04, 3:41 PM | Message # 151
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THUNK
THUNK
"YES!"
I bring up 2 more fish.
(Accepted.)
 
StrikerDate: Monday, 2011-07-04, 3:42 PM | Message # 152
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...A machete comes flying out of the woods, and slices one of which in half
 
DepressedDuckDate: Monday, 2011-07-04, 3:44 PM | Message # 153
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(Woah woah WOAH...Not so fast. Where did the machete come from?)
 
BellaStar1Date: Monday, 2011-07-04, 3:44 PM | Message # 154
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Bella

Once the first fish was done, I started ccutting it up in pieces and seasoning it. After that, I start doing the same to the other fish.
 
StrikerDate: Monday, 2011-07-04, 3:45 PM | Message # 155
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(My bad, hatchet.)
 
DepressedDuckDate: Monday, 2011-07-04, 3:45 PM | Message # 156
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(Wouldn't it stick in the fish?)
 
StrikerDate: Monday, 2011-07-04, 3:46 PM | Message # 157
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(Most other animals, it would, but a fish's bones are too frail.)
 
BellaStar1Date: Monday, 2011-07-04, 3:47 PM | Message # 158
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After aa half-hour, all 3 fish are done.
 
DepressedDuckDate: Monday, 2011-07-04, 3:48 PM | Message # 159
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~Steve~
The hatchet buries itself in the tree behind me.
I yank it out.
"Free hatchet." I murmur to myself.
 
StrikerDate: Monday, 2011-07-04, 3:49 PM | Message # 160
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Then a pocket knife stabs the tree, right next to Steve's head.
 
BellaStar1Date: Monday, 2011-07-04, 3:50 PM | Message # 161
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Bella

I grab the pocket knife. "Two pocket knives."
 
DepressedDuckDate: Monday, 2011-07-04, 3:51 PM | Message # 162
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"Free stuff. Nice."
 
StrikerDate: Monday, 2011-07-04, 3:52 PM | Message # 163
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...Then a punch comes at Steve's head.
 
DepressedDuckDate: Monday, 2011-07-04, 3:53 PM | Message # 164
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I duck just in time.
"Woah!"
I look around for the source.
 
StrikerDate: Monday, 2011-07-04, 3:54 PM | Message # 165
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~~Japeth~~

The idiot was looking around for me. I grabbed his head, and forced it to look at me. "I'm right HERE."
 
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