((I may or may not join in this one, depending on weather or not you guys need me. I feel you need an RP that can keep going when I'm not here.))

Characters:


Estelle Starr
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Occupation: Waitress, bar singer
Bio: Estelle ran away from home two years ago to work in her uncle's bar as a waitress. Her parents were abusive and drug addicts, so she feels little remorse for leaving them. Her uncle was a kind man, but insisted she worked to earn her money, giving her a good work ethic. She sings at the bar on occasion for extra money. She has a kind heart and is willing to help, but only if you are willing to help yourself.



Name: Damian Joachim
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Bio: Damian grew up in the city, so street smarts were something he learned early on. He lived by the rule "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer" for so long, few ever dare cross him twice. He has friends everywhere and is someone to be both feared and respected.


Sterling Anne Lynch
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Occupation: Street performer, bar band
Bio: Sterling learned to play piano classically at age three, followed by violin, and almost every other instrument in the orchestra which she had mastered by age twelve. She took vocal lessons from a music teacher at her college and figured out how to play a guitar. She is somewhat of a musical genius, and plays constantly. She has a small-time recording deal, but she likes to play on the streets because she likes the freedom. She is kind and loves to laugh, but is more withdrawn about her personal life and doesn't like to be touched.

((what should our bio's consist of?))

((Just the basics. Name, gender, age, and a bio.))

((Screw this, I'm in.))

((xD))

Estelle woke up that morning like she usually did: at 6:30 am with little resistance on her part, rising mechanically like she always did, routine dragging her to the shower where she washed up, dressed and went to work. Her head was aching something awful since she woke up, and took some Tylenol in an attempt to calm the achy throbbing, but it only subsided a little. She figured that it had been from that nasty dream she had lash night, which seemed little more than a blur right now. She was relieved to find that the sky was blue here instead of red like it had been in her dream. She boarded her bus, standing next to a pole that she grabbed a hold of to steady herself, since all the seats were taken.

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Estelle climbed over people to get off of the bus when it got to her stop, then ran down the road to her Uncle's bar. She hung her bag behind the counter on the coat-rack he had set up for employees and started cleaning a few tables before opening the bar to customers.

Damian, once Estelle had opened the bar, wandered inside. "Morning Estelle." He said as he looked over at her.

Estelle looked up and smiled, "Morning, Damian!" she grinned, "What can I get you today? The usual, or something a little stronger?"

Damian smiled at her. "Something stronger, please. I had one hell of a bad dream last night."

Estelle nodded and brought him a drink, "Really? Funny you should say that, so did I."

Damian sipped at the drink. "Huh. What was yours about?"

Estelle blushed a bit, "Call me crazy, but I think it was the end of the world."

"You too huh? That's interesting. Same happened to me. Red, dying sky, crumbling buildings, dying human race, and everything."

"Exactly!" Estelle said in agreement, "That's verging on creepy."