(Sorry! I had to leave and hadn't noticed you posted. I think you already left though. If so, ignore this post.)
Fletch glanced up for a moment and winked. After a returning wave and a smile, he turned back around. Fletcher loosed another arrow, this one landing an inch away from his first...
Fletcher- There would come a day when Fletcher Johnson opted to skip out on a little archery, but today was not that day.
It seemed he'd become quite the regular to the field, as he'd expected. There was always room for improvement. Until he was able to hit the eye of a gnat from 300 yards...
(Is it OK if I have two characters? If not, I can delete one.)
Name:
Fletcher Johnson
Age:
Eighteen
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Straight
New to Camp?:
Two years here
Appearance (No anime):
(Daniel Sharman)...
There was just something about these strange halls that the young elf enjoyed. She walked into said classroom with a faint skip to her step, her black heeled boots clicking lightly on the floor as she smiled to herself, a small pencil bag and semi-large sketchpad beneath one arm. Her gaze danced...
Shade strode through the hallway, footsteps silently and black hair flowing behind her like water. It moved freely today, not in it's usual complicated braid. The shifter's thick hair covered her pointed ears from view. She paused, raising her head and glancing around with silver eyes. New...
Moving slowly, Shade tilted her head to look at the building she'd come upon in her wandering. It was odd stuck out here in the middle of nowhere. Sniffing the air, she tapped into the wilder part of her trying to detect potential problems. Her head turned back to its regular position as she...
This is still open, right?
Name:
Shade
Nickname:
Rikuma (Frost's name for her which means "Evil Wolf")
Age:
Seventeen
Gender:
Female
Sexual Orientation:
Bisexual
Good or Evil or Neutral:
Evil
Where you live:
Dorm (Roomate open)
What Year of high school...