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Jack Rosenfeld- Woods "Okay." Jack said, bending over to take a cut of meat from the animal's hindquarters. He took a slab about the size of a dinner plate, more than enough to last him a few days if he rationed. His stomach was growling and he expected himself to be salivating at the...

"Hey.." He said with a slight warning in his voice. "I'm Jack. I'm from the beach, and I'm just looking for a nice meal. If you're willing to give up some of this meat, then I'll be on my way. Okay?" He stood up and positioned himself a couple paces away from the girl. "remember," he...

Jack Rosenfeld- woods Jack heard a loud snap and some growling from not too far away, so he redirected himself towards the sound to investigate. He found a girl lying on the ground with a half-dead twitching panther lying next to her. He didn't even notice that the girl was in pain; food was...

Jack waited patiently, watching and hearing every bit of the conversation. He wasn't going to rely on these people to survive here; he didn't feel he needed them. He headed inland, after the guy with the sword and the girl... Victoria, he recalled. He knew he only had about 24 hours to find...

Jack Rosenfeld- Beach Jack sat down by the edge of the beach, watching his peers from afar. Several more boys had gone over to the chest to collect their weapons. One of the boys held a knife up to another's throat, and Jack smiled in amusement as he watched the drama unfold. He stood up...

Jack Rosenfeld- Beach Jack blinked his eyes open slowly. He rolled to his side to check the time, and was confused when he realized that neither was his bedside table there, nor was he sleeping in his bed. Jack rubbed his eyes and slowly sat up to check his surroundings. Strange, he...

Name: Jack Rosenfeld Age(around 15-16): 16 Gender: Male Appearance: About 5'11, pretty skinny but toned. Personalty: Calm, often phlegmatic. He prefers to stay on the outside of groups and observe rather than taking part. Some think he has sociopathic tendencies, but not a...

"Nice to meet you, Um.. Zephyr." Kalina said. She repositioned herself in the grass and mindlessly began to search through her pockets for any resources. She opened the right pocket on her baggy cargo pants, only to find her hand went straight through a huge hole in the fabric.

"She's okay?" Kalina confirmed. "Um... I'm Kalina, by the way. Who- What- Who are you?" Kalina wanted to be cautious of the strange being, but she figured making friends with natives of this strange place couldn't be a bad idea. @Ldybug123

"O-Oh my god!" Kalina exclaimed. "Are you okay?" Kalina leaned down and shook the girl. "Oh, crap." Kalina said, looking around and realizing she had no water, no food, and no supplies. "Wake up, come on!" She yelled in desperation. @Scattered Ambitions

Kalina was relieved to hear that this girl knew English. "Yeah, I-I'm a human," she said. "So you are too, then?" Kalina asked. She looked the girl over, and saw the grotesque wound in her hand. "Are you okay? Do you need anything?" Kalina asked, motioning towards the girl's injury...

Kalina woke up to a muffled screaming, coming from somewhere a good ways away. "What's going on?" she asked herself. After rubbing her eyes and attempting to run her fingers through her matted black hair, she realized she hadn't woken up in her bed. She climbed though the rubble of what had...

Name: Kalina Mihov Age: 16 Race: Human Appearance: Short and stocky Face: Clothing: Cargo Pants, combat boots, tank top, military jacket Personality: Very active, loves to be outside, always looking for an adventure. Kalina is a bit of an adrenaline junkie and loves to run as...

Name: Flynn Powell Age: 17 Gender: Agender but comfortable being referred to as male (he/him pronouns) Sexuality: Grey-ace Background of the Situation: (Optional) Flynn's mother came from a bad place. She ended up in the wrong crowd and got into some bad situations. One day, she found...

I would be interested in "Hunting for the Invisible" if it is still available!

Name: Kalina Mihov Age: 15 Gender: Female Species/Race: Human Rank, Title: I guess whatever is the equivalent of an American Private. She isn't a leader, just there to serve. Appearance (pic, if possible):

Name: Flynn Powell Age: 16 Gender: Agender, DMAB and comfortable being referred to as male Personality: Shy, often seen as aloof. He spends a lot of time alone, listening to music or reading a book. He doesn't join large groups, but is comfortable chatting with 2 or 3 close friends...