forum Children of War - Dystopian War RP (OPEN)

Started August 04, 2018 by @ramen_noodle_writer

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"Harper. It's, um..nice to meet you." She hated introductions, or talking to new people in general. As she shook with her right hand, her left was squeezing the strap of her backpack.

Bains nodded tugged at his jacket, unable to take a hint that Harper wanted him to leave. Even though this situation was awkward, he was still very grateful to have somebody to interact with. In the world that he lived in, he was usually on his own, longing for a time where he could be like any other kid and do normal kid things. "Do you need any help with these kids?" he asked nervously.

She smiled. "I can handle it, but thanks." Harper didn't have the guts to tell him that she did need help, that taking care of a bunch of kids was not for her, that she was not cut out to be a mother of 5 at 12 years old. Secretly, anxiety overwhelmed her.

Bains nodded. There was nothing else to say, and he decided he should probably just leave. "I'll um… I'll just go then." he mumbled. But just as he began to walk away, there was an explosion in the distance. And not the usual robot pop. No, this was a bomb like explosion. Probably because It was a bomb. "Get the kids!" he yelled. ( is this okay? I didn't really know what else could happen. )

Harper let out a little scream then collected herself. She grabbed 2 kids hands and put one on her back as he grabbed the two others and ran. There were bomb shelters scattered everywhere, so they ran into the nearest one and shut the doors. Once they did, they panted out heavy breaths and sat down. One of the children started to cough.

"Hey hey, its okay kids." Bains reassured as they began to cry. He tried comforting them, and he gave the smallest girl his jacket. "Fast thinking, impressive." he breathed.

Sam was near the explosion when it happened. Looking over a few trees and leaves she saw some metal flying off into the distance but it wasn't robot metal. There was a cloud of smoke billowing above it, collecting the gas from the unexpected burst and getting larger by the second. She leaped from tree to tree and saw people-actual people that weren't wounded or elderly-throwing bombs into the distance. Another loud boom and wood and bricks were flown off into the distance.

(I hope this is okay.)

"I'll be right back." Bains said to Harper, then he quickly leapt from the shelter. He used a bandana to cover his mouth, and his eyes were heavily squinted. In the distance he saw a girl, and he quickly yelled out for her to come to him. "Come on!" he cried. "Get out of the open!"

"No, I got it. I'm going to try and figure out why they are doing this!" She yelled back. "If you want to come with me, then you can. Otherwise, I'm not coming." She ran behind a broken down building and looked to the side to see a clipboard and two men surrounding it.

Bains grunted and rolled his eyes. She's going together herself killed. he thought, before running after her. Harper and the kids were safe, so he knew he didn't have to worry about them. Once the caught up to her, he stood beside her and watched. "You know why their doing this. They're trying to kill us." he said.

"I know, but I'm trying to see why. Why won't they just let us die on our own." Sam cautiously moved behind the men, took out her bow and arrow tips. She put the tip on a stick she found nearby and shot it at the two men. It went through silently and she was sure that they were dead, but she couldn't bring herself to care. She slung the bow over her again and put the clipboard, along with three bombs in her satchel. When she got back to behind the building, she had a cheeky smile on her face. "Don't underestimate me." She said before walking off to the woods so she could look over the plans in safety.

Harper tried to protest, but the time she managed to force words out of her throat, he was already gone. A thin layer of smog poured in as he opened the door. 'That's what making them cough,' she thought. 'Those bombs emit toxic fumes. They're trying to suffocate us!' She knew she couldn't leave the kids alone, but she also knew that if Bains was out there for much longer, he would die. "Don't move. I'll be right back." she said to the kids and left the shelter.

As Sam walked off, she saw some smoke-like substance following her and she chose to ignore it. She went up her favorite hiding spots in the trees and saw more and more of the smog coming towards her direction. She carved some rocks into tips and dipped them in a liquid that she made out of cyanide, bleach, ricin, and parts of the foxglove plant. One milliliter of the concoction that came in touch with even a paper cut, could kill the person. It didn't take her long to find the ingredients of the poison and create the arrow tips. Then out of nowhere, Sam coughed harshly and taking in one more breath, she fell out of the tree.

Bains rolled his eyes as Sam left. "I wasn't going to underestimate you." he grumbled. Why did girls always think he was against them? He started to walk back towards the bomb shelter when he suddenly felt light headed. Then he heard a large thump from somewhere near the woods, and he coughed. The smog was taking effect later than it should because of his bandanna, but it was starting to work its way into his system. Poison. I'm going to die. They're poisoning us. The thought ran wildly through his foggy head. I have to get out… I have to get to shelter… He began to stumble around some, loosing all sense of balance and direction.

Harper eventually found Bains in the fog and grabbed his wrist, and heaved him onto her back. After dropping him in the shelter, and a 10-second break she went out to find anyone else stuck out there.

Bains sat up coughing, gripping his chest tightly. Who had put him in the shelter? He looked around, doing a headcount of the kids, and then he realized. Harper!

( I mean probably, it doesn't say closed )

She ran forward a few yards and she saw a girl lying on the ground next to a tree, coughing. She got her on her back and ran toward the shelter, shutting the door behind her, and putting a piece of wood on the handles so it wouldn't come back open. Pain wracked her lungs and she coughed hard. Her body was covered in cuts and bruises and her head ached.

Bains crawled over to Harper and began patting her back, trying to help her get the stuff out of her system. Then he looked over and saw Sam on the ground, letting out a short huff.

Sam let out a deep cough before looking at her surroundings. "Where is my satchel?" She said groggily while feeling around for it. She managed to get about 5 of her arrow tips in the satchel but she wasn't sure about the poison, and she didn't want any little kids getting their hands on it. She got up and saw the kid from earlier and another person in the shelter. "If I can find my bag, maybe I'll be able to know what this is and why they are doing this.

(Yo here's my character I'll join later
Name: Wylen Davenport
Nickname(s): Wy
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Sexuality/Romantic Orientation: Questioning
Likes/Dislikes: Sketching, reading, meddling with robots/death, destruction, the war
Special Skills: ASL (he went deaf when he was ten), drawing, running long distances, cooking
Personality: Generally kind, quiet, loves making friends but it's hard for him, gentle
Appearance: Golden red hair in waves, pale skin, faint freckles everywhere, hazel eyes that usually look green
Clothing: Pale green button down shirt, tan cargo pants, black stained boots
Weapon: Knife and slingshot)

Bains took his jacket from a little boy holding it out to him and put it back on, crossing his arms. "Its probably where Harper found you. But you can't go out there now, not until the smog disappears." said Bains. "But, if you can figure out exactly what it is that their poisoning us with, do you think we could make an antidote?" he questioned, beginning to get worried about all the other people outside.

"Maybe, it really depends if I still remember what plants do what from my books as a kid." Sam got up from the floor and brushed off her jacket. She looked out at the little bit of light coming into the shelter and had no idea what it was. "I need my bag if I can do anything though. I'm not a medic or a scientist so I'll just have to wing it."

Bains nodded and stood up, beginning to tend to some of the kids.