How Far Is Heaven?

[JennyxEli]

Stolen from KateTheGreat at Boolprop!

Chicago. February 2100.
The world has been struggling with overcrowding for 50 years. Famine and disease ran through the streets like wildfire for about 20 years now. So, on New Year's Day on January 2100, the dawn of a new century, world leaders made a decision. To create a nuclear holocaust (or, as everyone alive calls it, the "Big Blast"), and the only survivors are the big executives and politicians, coupled with some ladies, for obvious reasons. They may have created a nuclear holocaust, but there will always be survivors. Namely, a ragtag band of people, who have lived in Chicago their whole lives. They've heard of an underground hub in the San Francisco Bay area where survivors like them have gathered and continued to live on and prosper. These people plan to risk making the journey there. But they've also heard of some officers for the executives who know that there are survivors, and have come to track them down and kill them. Also, global warming has set in, and the whole world is now like a desert, and temperatures only will ever reach as low as 60 degrees fahrenheit at night. Will they survive the journey? Only time will tell...
(If you haven't realized yet, you guys are the group of people)

Rules
~ This is realistic, but set in the future so don't magically sprout wings and fly, or find an unharmed jumbo jet, etc.
~ Keep romance PG-13, and be realistic about your falling-in-love-type scenarios
~ No godmodding, mary sues, etc.
~ Try and keep the # of girls and boys balanced
~ First or third person speaking, please
~ Use common courtesy, like including others, and being nice to each other (you don't really need to be nice in the actual RP though)
~ So I make sure you've read all this, put 'Degrassi In One Week!' in your post

[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age(keep in mind that children might have survived too!):[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Picture:[/b]
[b]Bio:[/b]
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]Stuff they're carrying(nothing too crazy, like machine guns):[/b]
[b]Other:[/b]

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Name: Chesa Maison
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Picture:
Bio: She was that girl in high school who was well loved; nobody could hate her. She was friends with everybody, and popular, you could say. She had the best boyfriend in the world, who loved her so much...so much that he sheltered her during the Big Blast, tried to protect her - which ultimately killed him. Now she blames herself for his death, and is haunted by the memory in her dreams and everywhere she looks. It doesn't help that everybody in her family died too, except for, luckily, her older sister and her husband who live in Nevada. Chesa wishes to find somebody who could make her forget. She thinks that by leaving with everybody for San Francisco, she'll be living not just for herself, but for John, who died to keep her alive.
Personality: Extremely friendly, clever, soft spoken, sensitive
Stuff they're carrying: A photo of her family and John, the garter she wore to prom, medicine(pain killers), a small stuffed panda bear, three bottles of water, a locket, her father's old handgun, two packages of bullets, a change of clothes
Other: She's three weeks pregnant, but she doesn't know it yet. And she's unclaimed.

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Name: Dean Yorke
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Picture:
Bio: He had lived alone with his autistic father father for the majority of his life, and losing him in the Big Blast struck Dean hard. His father was all he had, and Dean feels like he failed him by not being able to protect him. Determined not to waste everything his father gave him, Dean went around and collected the group of survivors, vowing to lead them all to safety. It's the least he could do.
Personality: Couragous, brave, secretive, helpful, supportive, determined
Stuff they're carrying: A bag containing sandwhiches, a few bottles of water, a Swiss Army knife that has many different blades, a photo of his father, and a map
Other: He's the leader of the group. Unclaimed!

[Callie]

OOC: I shall join. Degrassi in one week! *party*

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Name: Belle Grey
Age: 19 years old
Gender: Female
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Bio: Memories are precious. If there's one thing that Belle's learned from the Big Blast, it's that. These days, Dayton and memories are all she has left. Her parents are gone, perished in the Big Blast, and she has no idea where her fianceé, Chance, is. He could be dead for all she knows. Though she misses him, Chance isn't a priority. Belle has herself and Dayton to look after, and she'll be damned if she lets a thing happen to her little brother. See, before the Big Blast, Belle's life could probably be considered perfect. She had a family that only argued occasionally (and don't all families?), a few very close friends, a loving boyfriend her parents approved of, and a brother that only pestered her sometimes. When the Big Blast happened, the friends and family died... most of them, at least. Belle feels lucky enough that Dayton survived, and she wonders if hoping Chance is okay too is too much to ask for. Sometimes, at night, when Dayton's fast asleep and she can't find it in her to do so, Belle remembers the blind dates her friend kept sending her on. Belle didn't want a boyfriend or anything, but her friend promised that each time, the date would be with a different guy, and if Belle didn't like him, she wouldn't have to see him again. She didn't want any more dates, so, naturally, she said she didn't like guy from the first date. It happened three times, and each time, the guy that her friend sent her on a date with was Chance. Eventually, Belle decided to actually give Chance, well... a chance. He turned out to be a great guy, and Belle fell in love. She's even more scared now than she was, then, though. First, she was afraid to fall in love, and now, she's afraid to lose him.
Personality: Cold, determined, protective, fierce, stubborn, argumentative, bossy, pessimistic, courageous, sarcastic.
Stuff they're carrying: A bag of miniature cookies, two school-sized milks, a very sharp knife, a blanket, and a messenger bag.
Other: Dayton's older sister. Five weeks pregnant, but this is unknown.

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Name: Dayton Grey
Age: 16 years old
Gender: Male
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Bio: Dayton's always been good at putting up a front; an act. He can put on a happy face when all he wants to do is throw things and strangle someone or cry himself to sleep. He supposes it's from years of practice doing so at school. Since Dayton likes both boys and girls, that was unusual, and he was an outcast. Only a few people bullied him, but most people still stayed away, and Dayton only really had two close friends who didn't care what he liked. He doesn't know where they are now, or if they're even alive, but he has Belle, who tries. He knows that Belle won't let anyone hurt him, but he wishes he could help. Dayton can see the hurt that Belle tries to hide; he knows she misses Chance, and honestly? So does Dayton. Chance was a good guy, and he treated Belle great. She was happy with him, and Dayton wants to see that again. Now that they're here, she's back to pretending she cares about no one other than herself and Dayton. So, instead of annoying her, Dayton just keeps to himself, dreaming, hoping, wishing. He occasionally sketches; art was always his favorite subject, and he was pretty good at it. Not that it's going to do them much good out here. At least Dayton can sincerely say he's a starving artist.
Personality: Dreamer, outgoing, honest, cooperative, optimistic, gullible, inventive, loyal, thoughtful.
Stuff they're carrying: A blanket, a pillow, a backpack, some beef jerky, two Monsters (the drink xD), a slingshot, graham crackers, sketchbook, pencils.
Other: Belle's younger brother. Bisexual.

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Name: Jagger Ellis
Age: 20 years old
Gender: Male
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Bio: Oliver called him a murderer. Jagger called himself a do-gooder. The way he sees it, his overly involved parents deserved to die. That was simply what they got for trying to tell their sons how to live their lives. Jagger thinks that Oliver owes him a thank-you, but he always knows he'll never get it. Olver was always too much of a goody-two-shoes. He assumes that Oliver died in the Big Blast and that, if he didn't, he'll die soon enough. Jagger has a feeling his beloved little brother simply isn't strong enough to survive in a world like this. Grounded-since-birth Jagger, on the other hand... well, he's done enough sneaking out and staying out of sight that he can take care of himself. Poor Oliver was doted on and obviously the favorite son, so he doesn't know as much about the outside world, the way Jagger sees things. The truth, though? Jagger didn't really have a reason to kill his parents. He did so in cold blood. They say jealousy makes you do crazy things, and apparently, whoever "they" is, they were right. Not that Jagger would ever admit to being jealous of Oliver, oh no. Because he isn't. Right?
Personality: Selfish, cunning, sarcastic, realistic, clever, dark, calm, fighter, leader, flirty, strong, witty, charming.
Stuff they're carrying: Steak, a small handgun, a little box of bullets, some bandages, a sleeping bag, a box of matches, a bag of Cheetos.
Other: Oliver's older brother.

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Name: Oliver Ellis
Age: 19 years old
Gender: Male
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Bio: Dead before the Big Blast, that's what Oliver's parents were. He watched with his own wide eyes as Jagger simply shot their father and forced a knife through their mother's heart. He was horrified, and after shouting a few choice words to Jagger, who had no idea his younger brother was watching, ran away. Jagger didn't bother to go after him, and Oliver had assumed as much would happen. He ended up at the underground hub in the San Francisco Bay area with Dean, who Oliver's decided is probably one of the very few people he can trust right now, especially considering Jagger's charm. He's always had a way of getting people to do what he wants. Jagger knows exactly what buttons to push to get on someone's good side, unlike Oliver, who's always had to stumble around with his words around people that don't trust so easily. Oliver figures he should be safe for a while, though; not that he thinks Jagger's going to come after him. Oliver knows that, because of the Big Blast, there are very few people who'll care if Jagger killed their parents or not, so he'll probably keep it to himself, unless it turns out to be important or something. Which he doubts. Important to no one but Oliver.
Personality: Caring, gullible, shy, thoughtful, loyal, imaginative, generous, loving, energetic, agreeable.
Stuff they're carrying: A sleeping bag, three bottles of water, a box of strawberry pop-tarts, a pocketknife, a picture of his parents and him, with part of it cut out, a change of clothes.
Other: Jagger's younger brother. Sometimes called Oli.

[Ashley (;]

OOC: Degrassi In One Week! ... REALLY?!?!?

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Name: Leila Xander
Age 19
Gender: Female
Picture:
Bio: [Later]
Personality: Determined, Playful, Loyal, Cautious, Clever, Optimistic
Stuff they're carrying(nothing too crazy, like machine guns):Blanket, Pillow, Granola bars, Toothbrush
Other:

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Name: Chance Sparks
Age 21
Gender: Male
Picture:
Bio: Chance Sparks was your typical spoiled only child high school student for most of the time. He had a good amount of friends, and choice in girls. He didn't actually have a girl he liked enough to ask out for Junior year, so he went on some blind date his friend set him up with. A girl named Belle.

Unlike how most blind dates go, he really liked her, though it didn't seem very mutual at first. Eventually she came around to admitting she liked him back, and they dated until a little while after graduation, when Chance proposed.

The Big Blast happened while Chance was across the country checking out colleges, and he regrets it more than anything. If he would've stayed home, he'd still be with Belle. Chance knows there's no possible way she survived the explosion, since it's a wonder how the few people here did. So he refuses to talk about her, even though he keeps a picture of her with him at all times.
Personality: Friendly, Curious, Rebellious, Stubborn, Impulsive, Caring
Stuff they're carrying(nothing too crazy, like machine guns):Picture of a girl,
Other:

[JennyxEli]

OOC: Yes, really! New episodes start Friday!

[Kitkat.]

OOC; Degrassi in one week would probably be awesome if I knew where it was! (in other words, Imma joinizatin')

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Name: Amy Beta
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Picture:
Bio: Amy was sixteen when she got pregnant in an abusive relationship. She did her best to hide her pregnancy until her boyfriend noticed and tried to hurt her. So she did what every terrified, heavily pregnant girl would do; she ran away and lied to everybody. Even her son believes he is her brother. She keeps moving because she doesn't want to become familiar with people who might guess her real relationship to James.
Personality: Kind, gentle, brave, protects her son, has a strong sense of what is right and wrong.
Stuff they're carrying(nothing too crazy, like machine guns): five tins of pineapple rings, a change of clothes for her and James, a couple of blankets, sticky plasters and antiseptic wipes.
Other: She insists she is James' sister

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Name: James Beta
Age(keep in mind that children might have survived too!): 7
Gender: Male
Picture:
Bio: James was told by his 'sister' that their parents went out one day and never came back. He thinks they move around because they’re looking for them. James can’t remember them, but if they’re anything like Amy says they are, they’re good people.
The big blast just encouraged James to search for their parents, but after part of a wall collapsed on his leg while they were taking the food from in a house, the search has had to slow down.
Personality: Chatty, mischievous, enthusiastic about everything, extremely gullible
Stuff they're carrying(nothing too crazy, like machine guns): A teddy bear that his real father gave Amy before he got abusive, a photograph of Amy and the rest of his family.
Other: Has broken his right leg.

[Callie]

OOC: Did everyone forget about this RP? :[ I put up a new chari and am working on bios now. xD finally done with bios.

[JennyxEli]

OOC: I didn't forget about it, but I was waiting to see if more people would join... :\

[Callie]

OOC: :[

[asherz996]

ooc: I do NOT want this to die. D: Melikes it. SO I shall create charriesss....Now.

[JennyxEli]

OOC: Yay ^-^

[asherz996]

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Name: Revelation Anzolete
Age(keep in mind that children might have survived too!): 19
Gender: Female
Picture:
Bio: Revelation grew up under the watch of her strict older cousin Jace. She never really minded, and always followed what she was told to do. She would always tell Jace to lighten up and live a little. Her parents died in a fatal car accident when she was just little, so she was sent to live with her aunt and uncle. She barely remembers their faces. She acts like it doesn't matter to her, but the thought of finding something to remind her of them is her motivation to stay alive.
Personality: Outspoken, chipper, friendly, talkative, sarcastic
Stuff they're carrying(nothing too crazy, like machine guns):Toothbrush, hairbrush, blanket, pillow, and a dagger.
Other: Is nearly ALWAYS with Jace

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Name:Jace Anzolete
Age(keep in mind that children might have survived too!): 21
Gender: Male
Picture:
Bio: Jace's parents always liked his cousin better. He never started to hate Revelation for this, but instead spent all of his time with her, trying to be more like her. His more sensible side, however, would kick in and he began to act as an older brother to her. He attempted to be her voice of reason, talking out of doing stupid things. He worries about everyone but himself, as a result.
Personality: Caring, quiet, nervous, sensitive
Stuff they're carrying(nothing too crazy, like machine guns): Toothbrush, blanket, pillow, bandages
Other: None

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Name: Amadyn Cross
Age(keep in mind that children might have survived too!): 15
Gender: Female
Picture:
Bio: Amadyn was raised by a quiet, mild mannered woman named Claudia that was her grandmother. After being a firsthand witness of her mothers murder, she's always been quiet. A girl that prefers books to people, Amadyn keeps to herself. She's perfectly content with being a loner for the rest of her life.
Personality: Quiet, reserved, shy, kind hearted
Stuff they're carrying(nothing too crazy, like machine guns): Toothbrush, pillow, blanket, a little box of keepsakes
Other:She has heterochima (One blue eye and one green eye)

[Callie]

OOC: ... We should totally start. >.>

[JennyxEli]

OOC: ...

February 1, 2100
9 A.M.
Weather: 85 degrees and sunny

Dean
I stared down at my clipboard. It was still hard to process that I had only found nine survivors. I had told every person I could find to meet at Millenium Park, by the Bean. I looked around, squinting so the sun wouldn't get in my eyes. I saw a figure approaching in the distance, and eventually a girl ran up to me, panting slightly.
"Good to know you haven't left yet. Where is everyone?" she breathed.
"Haven't come yet. You're early. Name?" I asked her.
"Chesa Maison."
I found her on my list and crossed her name off. "Good. Have everything you need?" I questioned gesturing to the backpack slung over her shoulder.
Chesa nodded, looking past me. "You have a van?" she asked curiously.
"Yeah. See how far it'll get us...I don't have that many gallons of gas packed though."

[asherz996]

Revelation

"Oh, come on Jace! Quit being such a little wimp!" I protested, placing my hands on my hips with a childish grin. He was always the worry wart, killing everybody elses fun. He sighed, digging hes hands in his pockets. He had that gleam in his eye, the one that told me he wasn't about ready to lighten up. I frowned at him, letting out a slight huff.
"Lighten up. Yeah. Sure." He said sarcastically, rolling his eyes at me.

[Callie]

OOC: Just saying, he probably only would've found eight. Jagger doesn't feel like being found, which means he won't be until he shows up. xD

Belle

I groaned internally when I realized this was the third time we'd passed this damn stop sign. The one with the rock by it. Dayton was looking at me curiously. "We're lost, aren't we?" he asked quietly. When I didn't answer, he added, "B." It was his nickname for me; it had been since we were little.
"We're not lost," I said stubbornly. "We're just... taking the detour. Where were we supposed to meet again?"
Dayton laughed, and I had to roll my eyes at him. I knew he knew that I was lying, and I failed to see how it was laughworthy. "Millennium Park? Ring a bell, Belle?" he asked jokingly.
I sighed and grabbed him by the sides, tickling him until he squealed in the way that a boy should definitely not ever squeal while around a girl. And this time around the stop sign, I took a left instead of a right. Or straight. Or that weird, diagonal road that just led to a lonely gravestone.

Oliver

"By the Bean, by the Bean," I muttered to myself, hopping off the bench and beginning to run. I hated running when I had to, but when I wanted to blow off some steam or have a good time without anyone pushing me, running was my favorite thing to do. The wind blowing through my hair, the feeling that I was going so fast that it felt as if I were invincible, that no one could catch me... it was wonderful. Part of me still couldn't help but wonder, though, what Jagger was doing right now. Maybe he was killing someone else. I shut my eyes briefly and shook my head before I kept running, pushing myself even faster now.

[Ashley (;]

ooc: ... I'm confused.

[JennyxEli]

OOC: How are you confused?!

[Ashley (;]

ooc: Okay, nevermind...

Leila

After walking for what seemed like an hour, I finally found a guy with a clipboard. "I... think I'm supposed to find you."

[asherz996]

Amadyn

I held my bag close to me, wishing to read the book that was within it. I didn't want to be here, but I wanted to live. There weren't many people here, but still enough to make me nervous.

[JennyxEli]

Dean
I smiled at her. "Name?" I asked her kindly, my eyes automatically looking down at my clipboard.

[Callie]

Belle

Finally, we reached a park. "Told you we weren't lost," I told Dayton triumphantly, putting a hand on my hip and breathing in sharply. I had to wonder if this was the last time I would really, truly breathe fresh air. It was all downhill from here. Or underground. Literally.
"We're saved! THANK YOU, ZEUS!" Dayton cried dramatically, collapsing onto his knees for good measure. I rolled my eyes and pulled him up.
"As the girl, aren't I supposed to be the drama queen?" I asked him sarcastically.
"As the guy, aren't I supposed to be the one stubborn about asking for directions?" he retaliated. Well, he got me there.

[Ashley (;]

Leila

"Leila Xander," I told him with a small smile.

[JennyxEli]

Dean
I looked down the list and then crossed her name off. "Glad that you made it," I said with a smile.
Chesa was looking around warily, and she looked uncomfortable.
"Don't like the wait?" I asked her.
She nodded her head slightly. "The sooner we get going, the more sound I will be."

[asherz996]

Revelation

I happily skipped up to the man holding a clipboard, Jace following closely behind me. "Revelation and Jace" I said witg a smile.

Amadyn

Right, I had better tell the guy my name. I stood behind the peppy blond named Revelation, clutching my bag close to me.

[JennyxEli]

Dean
I crossed their names off the list too. "All right. We've only got...three more people, I think?"

[Callie]

Oliver

I walked over with a couple more people to the guy with the clipboard. "Oliver Ellis," I said quietly, then kept walking over to the others.
I heard the girl that had been with the guy behind me say, "Belle and Dayton Grey."

[JennyxEli]

Dean
"Check, check, and check," I said cheerfully, crossing out the rest of the names. "All right, it looks like we've got everybody. Why don't you all just throw your stuff in the back of the van and we'll get ready to go?"

[Callie]

Oliver

I did just that and shot the girl that was apparently called Belle a friendly smile. She tried to return it, but it looked more strained than anything.

[JennyxEli]

Chesa
I threw my backpack into the trunk of the van, wincing at the dull pain in my back. I leaned back, attempting to unwind it or something like that. Ow.

OOC: I just wrote that in there because I'm doing that right now. xD

[Ashley (;]

Leila

"Is anyone else coming?" I asked the guy with the clipboard quietly.