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ooc: Perfect =D So, shall we wait for more people or start RP-ing?

ooc: Okay, so what'll it be?

ooc: Sounds rad =D Oh, and can there be a lil' somethin' between Olive and Derek? Doesn't have to go both ways =P

ooc: Joineth as a zombie boy? :3

ooc: What's her relationship with Olivia? Friends? One of them is angry for spreading a rumor in middle-school? Never even bumped into each other 'till the start of this RP? Oooh, this is gonna be FUN! =D

Sure :P But mind you, this isn't exactly me genre - don't expect anything shmancy, m'kay? :3 Name: Olivia Sedgewick Age: 17 Appearance: Average height but with above average breasts. Oily, pale, pimpled skin which she tries to hide with an inordinate amount of make-up, which is usually...

This time Alice's self-control slipped, and she momentarily gawked at green, green money - sxrew grass, and trees. Who the hxll needs nature when you've got a briefcase full of ONE THOUSAND FREAKING GRAND! She realized that she was still holding on to Sakario's hand instead of the suitcase, and...

Alice fought hard to keep her mouth from twitching as she watched her cigarette catch fire in the most spectacular fashion she had seen since one of her comrades used his ignited fart as a lighter. Sakario may be a crazy bastard, but he is also one with a taste for theatrics, she decided. And...

*signs up* :3

ooc: Too late to join? *pushes a platter of muffins toward you* I can RP whatever position you need, and I don't really care about gender.

ooc: Heh, my apologies :P Better safe than sorry, right? bic: "Well, that depends. How much dough we talking about?" As his smile grew wider she began to wonder if it wouldn't be better to just put this bugger out of his misery and sell his organs to the black market. It's not like anyone...

It took all the self-control she could muster not to drop to the into a fetal crouch, like the wheeny drug-addicts she still arrested unless they shared like good little civilians. But then it ended as quickly as it had began, the sound of gunfire, still artificial after six long years of work -...

ooc: Oooh, I'm in? :3 Wicked! bic: Alice took one last puff of her cigarette as the police-car skidded to a halt. Such a nice day...she thought to herself, peering out the window and into the dirty-laundry colored sky. Yes, nice indeed. A nice day to make dough. Perhaps she could finally buy...

May I still join? *holds out a jar or cookies* Name: Alice Chapelle Age: 23 Appearance: A wide, sun-burnt face, small and pointed nose, brown eyes and a brow which is wrinkled despite her youth. Coffee-stained teeth and breath which permanently reeks of cigarettes. Somewhat thin and rather...