Post by Dizzy on Apr 11, 2011 10:21:46 GMT -4
R E B U I L D E R S •••
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Kyle Nia Brennan was a girl, born hating her name. She hated the fact that she had a boys name; if she could, she would go back in time and beat the shit out of her father for not thinking of a name that would better fit her. Her mother died during child birth, and… apparently, her father had really hoped that she was a boy. She imagined that she was a great disappointment. The daughter of a woman that he loved; the daughter that killed that woman that he loved. Of course, he never let it outwardly show. Not in the blatant sense. The only way that he allowed it to show was in the total, and utter apathy that he looked at her life. Nothing that she ever did was good enough to get a reaction. Any move that was made that would affect her was never brought to her attention until a few days, or even less, before it would take effect.
She moved to Rustboro when she was eleven. It was then that she realized just how cruel kids could be. She was a slender girl with ginger locks, and a very angular face. Needless to say, she didn't appear to be proportional. In the slightest. Even at that age, girls were starting to develop their curves. While they were blossoming, she was remaining flat chested, and looking vaguely reminiscent of a stick of celery. Not a day went by that she didn't wish that she looked like them. Regardless of the fact that she had a great sense of humor, a witty tongue and a sarcastic outlook that would cause most people to piss their pants laughing, she never really got the chance to show it. After all, she was the girl with ginger hair, and awkward social graces. Tact was never one of her strong suits, even though she attempted to work rather hard at such things.
It was when she moved to Rustboro that she made her first true friend. His name was Michael Scout. She cared a great deal about him, but she had never truly considered the idea of being more than just friends. Much to his dismay of course. It wasn't that she wasn't attracted to him. The truth of the matter was that she was scared to death of the prospect of hurting him. He was a great guy, and was far too innocent to attempt to figure out everything that was going on with her. Unfortunately for Kyle, she had always had the tendency of being rather self destructive. In High School, she hung out with the bad seeds, and made plenty of bad decisions that led up to the that title. One of those bad decisions was pining over Nicolae Andrei Saitov. While nothing ever came of her pining for him… She still pined for him. And that was a gigantic waste of time.
Kyle ended up tasking Boyscout to prom with her their Senior year of high school. She figured that if she was going to get shit faced and make a mistake, she would rather it be with someone that she trusted; and someone that would be able to pull her back from doing something too terribly stupid. Well, that's just not the way that things worked out. The two of them ended up making a rather big mistake. Kyle slept with Boyscout, and they ended up making a baby. Well, the baby didn't make it, and their friendship almost didn't make it either. It was a sad, but true part of life. Her father still to this day doesn't know what happened. Actually, no one knows what happened, other than Boyscout. Go figure. Losing one's V-Card to someone could get you pregnant. That was a lesson that she should have paid attention to in Health Class.
She went off to college, and studied to become a Veterinarian. When weird things started to happen, Boyscout was there on her doorstep. Once again, he saved her in her time of need. Go figure, huh? She is currently staying with him, running a free health clinic in Rustboro. Right now, she is making it pretty big with surgery. She lives at Boyscout's childhood home, and sleeps in the same bed with him. Mostly because of the fact that there is no other room for her, save for downstairs. Nic has the room across from theirs, and Sammy was the one to the left. Funny how life throws ironies, eh?
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Kyle Nia Brennan was a girl, born hating her name. She hated the fact that she had a boys name; if she could, she would go back in time and beat the shit out of her father for not thinking of a name that would better fit her. Her mother died during child birth, and… apparently, her father had really hoped that she was a boy. She imagined that she was a great disappointment. The daughter of a woman that he loved; the daughter that killed that woman that he loved. Of course, he never let it outwardly show. Not in the blatant sense. The only way that he allowed it to show was in the total, and utter apathy that he looked at her life. Nothing that she ever did was good enough to get a reaction. Any move that was made that would affect her was never brought to her attention until a few days, or even less, before it would take effect.
She moved to Rustboro when she was eleven. It was then that she realized just how cruel kids could be. She was a slender girl with ginger locks, and a very angular face. Needless to say, she didn't appear to be proportional. In the slightest. Even at that age, girls were starting to develop their curves. While they were blossoming, she was remaining flat chested, and looking vaguely reminiscent of a stick of celery. Not a day went by that she didn't wish that she looked like them. Regardless of the fact that she had a great sense of humor, a witty tongue and a sarcastic outlook that would cause most people to piss their pants laughing, she never really got the chance to show it. After all, she was the girl with ginger hair, and awkward social graces. Tact was never one of her strong suits, even though she attempted to work rather hard at such things.
It was when she moved to Rustboro that she made her first true friend. His name was Michael Scout. She cared a great deal about him, but she had never truly considered the idea of being more than just friends. Much to his dismay of course. It wasn't that she wasn't attracted to him. The truth of the matter was that she was scared to death of the prospect of hurting him. He was a great guy, and was far too innocent to attempt to figure out everything that was going on with her. Unfortunately for Kyle, she had always had the tendency of being rather self destructive. In High School, she hung out with the bad seeds, and made plenty of bad decisions that led up to the that title. One of those bad decisions was pining over Nicolae Andrei Saitov. While nothing ever came of her pining for him… She still pined for him. And that was a gigantic waste of time.
Kyle ended up tasking Boyscout to prom with her their Senior year of high school. She figured that if she was going to get shit faced and make a mistake, she would rather it be with someone that she trusted; and someone that would be able to pull her back from doing something too terribly stupid. Well, that's just not the way that things worked out. The two of them ended up making a rather big mistake. Kyle slept with Boyscout, and they ended up making a baby. Well, the baby didn't make it, and their friendship almost didn't make it either. It was a sad, but true part of life. Her father still to this day doesn't know what happened. Actually, no one knows what happened, other than Boyscout. Go figure. Losing one's V-Card to someone could get you pregnant. That was a lesson that she should have paid attention to in Health Class.
She went off to college, and studied to become a Veterinarian. When weird things started to happen, Boyscout was there on her doorstep. Once again, he saved her in her time of need. Go figure, huh? She is currently staying with him, running a free health clinic in Rustboro. Right now, she is making it pretty big with surgery. She lives at Boyscout's childhood home, and sleeps in the same bed with him. Mostly because of the fact that there is no other room for her, save for downstairs. Nic has the room across from theirs, and Sammy was the one to the left. Funny how life throws ironies, eh?
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Boyscout was born Michael Scout. He was raised in the small town of Rustboro, with truly no aspirations of leaving such an area. After all, that was his home; and that was where his heart was. Actually, in the literal sense… He grew up with a lot of friends. He had a stable life. Then again, it came easy to him. He was a laid back person, with a great sense of humor. However, he had a horrible self esteem and had the tendency of believing that women were incapable of doing any wrong. Needless to say, he is a rather chivalrous man even though, he could stand to have a bit more of a spine, every now and again.
When he was about twelve, he met Kyle Nia Brennan. If he would have known that he would spend the next ten years pining over her, he never would have attempted to make her feel at home in his small town. She was new to the area, and didn't have many friends. Some called her gangly, others called her "anorexic," but Michael? Michael took it upon himself to give her the nickname, "Kyla." It is Irish Gaelic for, "More Beautiful Than Even Poetry Can Profess." Much to his disdain, his rather sentimental nickname was reciprocated with "Boyscout." It's a nickname that he grew to accept, and even adopted as a way of introducing himself to people that he wasn't exactly all that fond of. Now that the end of the world has come, that is the only thing that he goes by. Mostly because all of his Boyscout training has come in handy over the past two years.
Two years has done a lot to him; even though he doesn't much like the idea of admitting it. He has found that he is much quicker to anger than he was before. He's territorial and dwells a lot about things that he probably has no right to. Kyle being most of the focus.
Before the end of the world, he was a mechanic. He spent every waking moment beneath a car, figuring out the way that the machinery worked. When Kyle went off to school quite a bit aways away from Rustboro, he figured that it would be better to give up any dream of being with her. It was a dream that had started to dwindle when she became obsessed with Nicolae Andrei Saitov, but had never truly died until… Well, the year before she went away for school. They had been each other's Senior Prom Dates… One thing had led to another, and unfortunately, she had ended up getting pregnant. She lost the child, much to the dismay of him, and his family. Dreams of proposing and making an honest woman out of her went out the window with news of their never-born child. Time never healed those wounds, despite the fact that he prayed that they would. This is his biggest secret; one that he shares with Kyle.
When things first began to change, and the zombies became more prominent, he had made it his goal to seek out Kyle. He found her, locked in her dorm room, alone and afraid. He took her away from there, and brought her back to his home where they stayed together. They share the same bed, but, in Boyscout's eyes, he doesn't believe that it's possible for the two of them to continue a relationship… Not while he is beating himself up over everything that had happened, and not while Kyle is unwilling to discuss it.
They currently share a house with his avowed enemy from High School, Nicolae Saitov and his bull-dyke friend, Sammy Reed. Much to his dismay.
Now, he serves as a mechanic for the town that they are attempting to rebuild. He works best with cards, but courtesy of a sponge-like mind, he has managed to figure out how to fandangle almost anything.
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Boyscout was born Michael Scout. He was raised in the small town of Rustboro, with truly no aspirations of leaving such an area. After all, that was his home; and that was where his heart was. Actually, in the literal sense… He grew up with a lot of friends. He had a stable life. Then again, it came easy to him. He was a laid back person, with a great sense of humor. However, he had a horrible self esteem and had the tendency of believing that women were incapable of doing any wrong. Needless to say, he is a rather chivalrous man even though, he could stand to have a bit more of a spine, every now and again.
When he was about twelve, he met Kyle Nia Brennan. If he would have known that he would spend the next ten years pining over her, he never would have attempted to make her feel at home in his small town. She was new to the area, and didn't have many friends. Some called her gangly, others called her "anorexic," but Michael? Michael took it upon himself to give her the nickname, "Kyla." It is Irish Gaelic for, "More Beautiful Than Even Poetry Can Profess." Much to his disdain, his rather sentimental nickname was reciprocated with "Boyscout." It's a nickname that he grew to accept, and even adopted as a way of introducing himself to people that he wasn't exactly all that fond of. Now that the end of the world has come, that is the only thing that he goes by. Mostly because all of his Boyscout training has come in handy over the past two years.
Two years has done a lot to him; even though he doesn't much like the idea of admitting it. He has found that he is much quicker to anger than he was before. He's territorial and dwells a lot about things that he probably has no right to. Kyle being most of the focus.
Before the end of the world, he was a mechanic. He spent every waking moment beneath a car, figuring out the way that the machinery worked. When Kyle went off to school quite a bit aways away from Rustboro, he figured that it would be better to give up any dream of being with her. It was a dream that had started to dwindle when she became obsessed with Nicolae Andrei Saitov, but had never truly died until… Well, the year before she went away for school. They had been each other's Senior Prom Dates… One thing had led to another, and unfortunately, she had ended up getting pregnant. She lost the child, much to the dismay of him, and his family. Dreams of proposing and making an honest woman out of her went out the window with news of their never-born child. Time never healed those wounds, despite the fact that he prayed that they would. This is his biggest secret; one that he shares with Kyle.
When things first began to change, and the zombies became more prominent, he had made it his goal to seek out Kyle. He found her, locked in her dorm room, alone and afraid. He took her away from there, and brought her back to his home where they stayed together. They share the same bed, but, in Boyscout's eyes, he doesn't believe that it's possible for the two of them to continue a relationship… Not while he is beating himself up over everything that had happened, and not while Kyle is unwilling to discuss it.
They currently share a house with his avowed enemy from High School, Nicolae Saitov and his bull-dyke friend, Sammy Reed. Much to his dismay.
Now, he serves as a mechanic for the town that they are attempting to rebuild. He works best with cards, but courtesy of a sponge-like mind, he has managed to figure out how to fandangle almost anything.
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Nicolae Andrei Saitov, despite having a rather interesting name was born in a less than interesting place. Like Kyle and Boyscout, he was born in Rustboro. From the beginning he was a very… strange boy. He wasn't one to get entirely too emotional. It seemed as though, even as a baby, he favored logic over emotion. It was a rare trait, needless to say. One that, unfortunately, most of his fellow students didn't quite share. While they were off getting their hearts broken, he was spending his time in his own head.
Needless to say, he's a very distant man. This happened to contribute (a lot) to his sex life. Women would see him, and assume that he was damaged, when in all reality, that wasn't the case. But, his brooding appearance made him quite the ladies' man. Always skeptical, and always calculating he has a less than favorable reputation with some. The prime example would be Boyscout. Nicolae has never, directly gone out of his way to piss the country bumpkin off, but it seems as though he is absolutely determined to hate him. It was a hatred that started in high school; one that he attributes to Kyle Nia Brennan. Cute girl, but, she's always had a bit of a thing for him. Too bad he never let anyone close. Boyscout, being as in love with her as he is… Well, it probably doesn't help that she all but drools when she sees him.
Fortunately enough, that has changed over the years, but Boyscout doesn't truly seem to want to let go of their issues. Whatever. It's not like it really bothers Nic all that much. They all have to work together to restore Rustboro. They don't really have to be friends, however. Boyscout has one side of repairs, and he has another. He just keeps their contact minimal.
Like with most things with Nic, even his education is a mystery. All that is known is that he traveled out of state and met a woman named Sammy Reed. And that, for some reason, he is incredibly gifted with wiring up security systems, and breaking them down… Needless to say, he was put in charge of security. On more than one occasion, others have questioned him as to whether or not that it would be a good idea to trust him with such a task, considering the fact that if they made the houses impenetrable, that they could sell them for quite a bit… And Nic could be rolling in the money. But, that is something for the rest of his companions at the house to worry about. Nic doesn't care what others think, or what others believe that he's doing. He's doing his own thing.
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Nicolae Andrei Saitov, despite having a rather interesting name was born in a less than interesting place. Like Kyle and Boyscout, he was born in Rustboro. From the beginning he was a very… strange boy. He wasn't one to get entirely too emotional. It seemed as though, even as a baby, he favored logic over emotion. It was a rare trait, needless to say. One that, unfortunately, most of his fellow students didn't quite share. While they were off getting their hearts broken, he was spending his time in his own head.
Needless to say, he's a very distant man. This happened to contribute (a lot) to his sex life. Women would see him, and assume that he was damaged, when in all reality, that wasn't the case. But, his brooding appearance made him quite the ladies' man. Always skeptical, and always calculating he has a less than favorable reputation with some. The prime example would be Boyscout. Nicolae has never, directly gone out of his way to piss the country bumpkin off, but it seems as though he is absolutely determined to hate him. It was a hatred that started in high school; one that he attributes to Kyle Nia Brennan. Cute girl, but, she's always had a bit of a thing for him. Too bad he never let anyone close. Boyscout, being as in love with her as he is… Well, it probably doesn't help that she all but drools when she sees him.
Fortunately enough, that has changed over the years, but Boyscout doesn't truly seem to want to let go of their issues. Whatever. It's not like it really bothers Nic all that much. They all have to work together to restore Rustboro. They don't really have to be friends, however. Boyscout has one side of repairs, and he has another. He just keeps their contact minimal.
Like with most things with Nic, even his education is a mystery. All that is known is that he traveled out of state and met a woman named Sammy Reed. And that, for some reason, he is incredibly gifted with wiring up security systems, and breaking them down… Needless to say, he was put in charge of security. On more than one occasion, others have questioned him as to whether or not that it would be a good idea to trust him with such a task, considering the fact that if they made the houses impenetrable, that they could sell them for quite a bit… And Nic could be rolling in the money. But, that is something for the rest of his companions at the house to worry about. Nic doesn't care what others think, or what others believe that he's doing. He's doing his own thing.
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Unlike Nicolae, Sammy doesn't just protect the houses… She wires 'em up so that if something goes wrong, or someone goes where their not supposed to, shit blows up. She's been called a bit weapon happy, and has even been appraised as a fanatic, but she does her job, and she does her job well. Just like her counterpart Nicolae Andrei Saitov she won't say a damn thing about where she's from, or where she was before the beginning of the End of the World. In fact, she avoids the subject at all costs. Some would say that she's evasive. She would just say that they were prying.
Sammy has a bit of a loud mouth, and a wandering eye. She swears that her sexuality is lesbian, but sometimes, one can't help but wonder. Sometimes, it seems as though it's generally locker-room banter; other times, it seems as though she is truly interested in someone of the opposite sex. Considering how much of a militant lesbian she is, that is enough to make most peoples jaws drop when they encounter it for the first couple of times. However, despite whether or not she wants to admit it, she does run into rough patches every now and again. She is currently residing with Kyle Nia Brennan, Boyscout and of course, her old buddy in a house. Relationships tend to get a bit sticky when one is lonely… And Sammy? Well, she's lonely, and desperately craves the affections of one of her housemates. Who? She'll never tell.
But, it seems less and less likely that she's going to get close with anyone in the house. After all, it's hard to fall for someone whose loyalty is always up for purchase. She goes wherever the money is. Fortunately, for the time being, it seems as though it's right there in rebuilding the small town. She is incredibly systematic with the way that she approaches security systems. It's strange to watch the loud mouth braggart become cool, calm and collected. After all, one might have thought that she'd be shit talking the mechanisms. While Nicolae's speciality is in electronics, hers is in explosive…
Now why would an electronics guy and an explosives tech be such good friends… We wonder.
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[scrolly:w(450), c(3b4145), as(padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: 999999;)]PB: Voivod || Status: Open
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[scrolly: w(500), c(3b4145), as(padding-top: 4px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: palatino; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: 2px; color: 7d8991;)]Samantha 'Sammy' Reed[/scrolly]
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[scrolly:w(450),c(25292b), as(padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: 999999;)]Name: Nicolae Andrei Saitov || Age: 25 || Prior Lifestyle: Special Ops || New Profession: In Charge of Security In All Homes in Rustboro || Risk Of Infection: Moderate[/scrolly]
[scrolly:w(450),h(300),c(51595e),as(text-align: center; color: efefef; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; overflow: auto; border: 1px solid 000000; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px;)]
Unlike Nicolae, Sammy doesn't just protect the houses… She wires 'em up so that if something goes wrong, or someone goes where their not supposed to, shit blows up. She's been called a bit weapon happy, and has even been appraised as a fanatic, but she does her job, and she does her job well. Just like her counterpart Nicolae Andrei Saitov she won't say a damn thing about where she's from, or where she was before the beginning of the End of the World. In fact, she avoids the subject at all costs. Some would say that she's evasive. She would just say that they were prying.
Sammy has a bit of a loud mouth, and a wandering eye. She swears that her sexuality is lesbian, but sometimes, one can't help but wonder. Sometimes, it seems as though it's generally locker-room banter; other times, it seems as though she is truly interested in someone of the opposite sex. Considering how much of a militant lesbian she is, that is enough to make most peoples jaws drop when they encounter it for the first couple of times. However, despite whether or not she wants to admit it, she does run into rough patches every now and again. She is currently residing with Kyle Nia Brennan, Boyscout and of course, her old buddy in a house. Relationships tend to get a bit sticky when one is lonely… And Sammy? Well, she's lonely, and desperately craves the affections of one of her housemates. Who? She'll never tell.
But, it seems less and less likely that she's going to get close with anyone in the house. After all, it's hard to fall for someone whose loyalty is always up for purchase. She goes wherever the money is. Fortunately, for the time being, it seems as though it's right there in rebuilding the small town. She is incredibly systematic with the way that she approaches security systems. It's strange to watch the loud mouth braggart become cool, calm and collected. After all, one might have thought that she'd be shit talking the mechanisms. While Nicolae's speciality is in electronics, hers is in explosive…
Now why would an electronics guy and an explosives tech be such good friends… We wonder.
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[scrolly:w(450), c(3b4145), as(padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: 999999;)]PB: Voivod || Status: Open
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