Darkest Path Chosen

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Katrina Iceheart

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Let's say that tonight, the night of a rare supermoon eclipse, the world finally cracks. It starts to end in all situations possible. The rapture, ecosystem problems, war and revolution and terrorism breaks loose, government fails, sickness spreads. you name it, it starts. It may start small too, so some problems may become problems later.

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Katrina Iceheart

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[BCOLOR=#010101]Naomi Victoria Burke (may answer to Mi by some and tori by others)[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#010101]Blonde, shoulder length hair and burnt umber eyes. She's 5'3". Normally she has a red sweatshirt, black jeans, and when she needs to run, has sneakers but tends to wear her plain black steel-toed combat boots because she loves them. Her wrist has 5 bands. One is her favorite football team, her graduation year, her school, a college she visited, and one she got from her favorite local coffee shop for donating to a Haitian charity.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#010101] Age, gender: 18, female (straight, possibly bi-curious)[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#010101]Personality: she tries to be awesome, but people just see her as adorable. She knows that she would be able to take on some of the toughest in school and have a winning chance. She is normally a peace-maker but still likes to roughhouse when not in public. Very lucky, as if 10 guardian angels watch her. She can be open-minded but seems distracted sometimes. She is an actor, and could fake her way out of murder. She can be convincing and scary when she needs to be. An excellent liar, and has once or twice, counterfeited her parents signatures for schoolwork. She doesn't intend on doing this in the real world, but it's never known when the world will get that bad...[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#010101]Occupation: student[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#010101]Skills?: Jack of most trades. Good at math, reading, history, biology, okay with wounds but not expert. A forced cross-country racer, and can run a 8-9 minute mile. Good at keeping spirits up and people in line. Doesn't like to be considered a leader. Likes thinking, enjoys escape games, solitary, chess, and similar games. Sees "I declare war" (the game) as a story, whether it be a story About an underdog triumphing or losing, or a domination. Good at controlling breath, and recovers quickly. Healthy immune system, minus a slight wheat allergy. Sees both sides of a situation. Seems stable-minded but can be stubborn. She drives when she is desperate enough.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#010101]Weaknesses: not liking leadership, cannot make decisions, doesn't like physical activity, wheat allergy (can eat 2 slices of pizza before she gets indigestion), possible mood swings, has never been tested for disorders or diseases, tends to keep things internal. Stubborness[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#010101]Likes/dislikes (+pet peeves and bad habits):[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#010101] Likes: food, pets, animation, mostly non-mainstream music, some people to a certain extent, sleep, others cooperation, having control but not exactly leadership, weird things, YouTube (typical nerd), books, being flirted with every once in a while but doesn't really notice they were flirting until afterwards. Might like cuddling.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#010101]Dislikes: true romance, know-it-alls, "the arts are stupid" people (especially when jocks say it), most mainstream music, dramatic shows, being a leader, too much people.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#010101]Other: has foot blisters all the time that she cannot feel but occasionally picks at them. Hair is unimportant, she may cut it. Believes in true loves existence, just not yet for her. When something dramatic or sad happens, she steps back and distracts herself until she feel she can cope with it.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#010101]History/important past info: not too much. A supposed good kid. Surprised friends with coming up with perverted jokes sometimes.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#010101]Education/social status: unsure of college, high school senior, middle-class[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#010101]Other little nuggets: virgin, first and only kiss taken by a girl, one boyfriend, never thought about suicide or self-harm, really good with weapons, decent at doodling, doesn't do any drugs (outside of caffeine, ibuprofen, and chest and nasal decongestants when she really needs them.) Optimist and a sarcastic pessimist, her parents were together, her mom was at home, has two younger brothers. Should've had an older one, but due to a miscarriage, she is the eldest. Her mom once asked if she was a psychopath or a sociopath because she had been a particularly and oddly good and innocent kid (lol). Her mom is sort of a hardcore Christian, and forces her to go. She believes God exists, But he has one terrible sense of humor. Think "game of life" by hatsune miku bad. She gets a bad cold once a year which leaves her nose skin looking like it had gone through a paper shredder.[/BCOLOR]

"Look, I'm fine Mom, I just dropped of my brothers at Aunt Rach's house and I'm on my way to the- alright I'll be careful and bundle up. I know, it's been getting chilly. Yes, I know that all back through here is woods. I'll watch for deer- mhmm, yup, alright. See you then." Naomi said, holding a phone up to her ear as she climbed into her really old 1995, Rugged, Rusted, blue Ford Taurus.
"Love you too mom, bye-" she finished the call, but right before she hung up, it sounded like her mom had dropped the phone. She smiled. "Butterfingers. Ooh, that actually sounds good. I'll pick some up on the way home. I gotta get some gas anyway." She started the car, driving away from her aunt's and into the falling darkness of the forest. She drove cautiously for her mom's sake.
She had been driving for almost half an hour and was in desperate need of gasoline. She'd stop at the next gas station, which came up soon. Before she got there though, she saw a familiar figure walking on the edge of the road. Their posture was slumped over slightly, as if they'd had a bad night. Naomi pulled up slowly and rolled down the window.
"Hey loser! Get in before you catch cold!" She said, smiling wide. A gust of bitter wind blew by at that second, blowing dry leaves into her car. It was beckoning the person into the warm, cosy vehicle.
"If you want you can come with me. My only plan is to watch that lunar eclipse tonight."
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