Tales Of Winter: Snowfall

[Katsu]

Majime sighs and continues on her way. The city seems to loom over her with its towering buildings and chilling cold. Her hair blows back as a cool breeze sweeps by. Another sigh slips from her lips, showing in the air.​

"I don't know...where to go. This city is like a labrynth to me. Hm...well..I can just walk aimlessly until I find a place to sit." She talks to herself quietly, walking, and not looking where she is going.​

Majime stares down at her feet as she walks. A cold shiver sparking up her spine giving her shivers. Her cheeks and nose are a bit red, and her lack of winter apparel helps not. Her bare legs quiver, but she does nothing to quell it. Majime continues along the sidewalk looking down...as usual.​

 

[Awaiting Icarus]

Mind if I jump in?

Name: Skillet Burnley

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Appearance:

Bio: Skillet has always been a quiet person, but was always well liked by everyone. He has always been part of the great snowball fights and has always done really well, but he always feels so alone. All he wants is a friend.

((I know he sounds gay, but he isn't... + he has a cool name...XD))

 

[Terra]

((I'm gonna join too if thats ok))

Name: Brock Gray

Age: 19

Appearance: your standard football player...muscular, tough, rugid. he has think brown hair and blue eyes.

Bio: Brock is a football guy who wanted a new place. His mother had died in a cr accident and his father was in jail for child abuse. Brock wanted to get as far away from his dad as possible, so him and his best friend Chad decided to move into a small apartment building together.

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Brock helped Chad carry the rest of their boxes into the appartment. It was a large appartment. A kitchen, living room, a bathroom, and two bedrooms. Brock grabbed his snowboard and a football and walked out the door. "Meet me at the top of the mountain." he said to Chad. He looked around at the city covered in snow. Brock loved the snow. It was the best weather for football. Brock started up the mountain. THe snow was faling heavily. Just then, he saw a boy and a girl walking down the mountain towards him. The boy was wounded. He ran over to them and looked at the boy. "Are you ok?" He then turned his attention towards the girl. "Umm...hi. By the way, my name's Brock. I just moved here."