<span style="font-size: 22px"><u>Come and go as you please!</u></span><br/><br/>You can commit to this rp or not, it's really your choice!<br/>If the roleplay has commenced and you're new just slide in somewhere- doesn't matter how,  you won't be left out.<br/><br/>Here's sum stuff:<br/><ul>
<li data-xf-list-type="ul">Number of lines don't matter- no sweat.</li>
<li data-xf-list-type="ul">Please don't control other characters.</li>
<li data-xf-list-type="ul">Even if this isn't a very serious roleplay don't leave others out.</li>
<li data-xf-list-type="ul">Please put a little bit of info about your character with your first reply, like name, age etc.</li>
<li data-xf-list-type="ul">You can have more than one character.</li>
</ul><br/>That's it...<br/>As for ideas, if you have any I'd love to hear them! I've got a few already that I'll add to this post, if we discuss more and have decided to add them to the theme or the roleplay I'll just update this post.<br/><br/>____________________________________________________________________________<br/><b><span style="font-size: 15px">This roleplay includes:</span><br/>
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Cannibals- </b>Known for devouring human meat, they normally don't come out until the sun is set.<br/>They're very aggressive and hostile, killing anyone edible- they're not known to ask questions.<br/><i>+ Move around in groups.<br/>
</i><br/>That's all I have.<br/><i>_____________________________________________________________________________</i><br/><br/><b>Name</b>: Elijah Moore<br/><b>Nickname/s</b>: Eli<br/><b>Age</b>: 22<br/><b>Appearance</b>:<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2Foriginals%2Fd7%2F92%2F94%2Fd79294727bfaf49e0789f282fc3dee3b.jpg&amp;hash=94c5089f511e552db5f3f34ae1a144cf" href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d7/92/94/d79294727bfaf49e0789f282fc3dee3b.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Elijah</a><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2Foriginals%2Fcb%2F84%2F64%2Fcb8464a10be6264af53335594f5838be.jpg&amp;hash=3ea4231b5a5b39330ac728c240bf0ed7" href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/cb/84/64/cb8464a10be6264af53335594f5838be.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Moore</a><br/><b>Nationality</b>: He's a mix or Russian and Australian.<br/><br/>Elijah was on the fifth floor of some old apartment complex, a skinny pale finger running down a stack of cd's placed on someones coffee table. "Though it's easy to pretend..." he mumbled, head bobbing along with the blaring headphone sitting in one ear, the other free and alert for any other sounds he may hear. "These guilty feet have got no rhythm~" he continued- did he like the song? Not really, but the beat was catchy and well... beggars can't be choosy, especially in this day and age. Eli frowned when a beep interrupted his music causing him to pull out the ipod stuffed in his jeans, "fuck." he muttered, the screen had revealed a low battery sign but maybe it was a good thing he thought- whoever had this ipod before him really had no taste in music. He turned it off and put the thing away, another apartment full of shit, the young male sighed and traded his crouching position for a standing one. Elijah woke up early this morning and the sun was only beginning to peek up behind the skyline, he was in search of food- he had nothing left. Normally he was on top of these things but he had made himself too comfortable in a small suburban  area; there wasn't many places he hadn't checked so things were going dry, he was getting skinny.