Young Blood

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⊙-CHARACTER SHEET-⊙

Ivy~ Pitch black scene hair with one amethyst colored eye (neon purple) and the other is sky blue.stands at 5'2 and very Overdeveloped- nice thighs with lots of curves. Has a matching bracelet with Envy and has lots of bracelets in each arm. Pale skin. Funny and hardcore. Very scary when getting mad and can be highly serious but is super crazy and funny with best friends. Is bipolar and sometimes has dark phases.

Envy~ Light chocolate shiny brown hair with hazel green-blue eyes. stands at 5'4, has less curves but nice thighs. Wears heart necklace given by boyfriend. Tan skin. She seems to be the adult between Ivy and her has troubling thoughts about Ivy' future, cute attitude and laid back attitude.

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Our lives as just barely 13 year olds hasn't gone as planned. From burning loved ones- to killing at least one of those things a day. My name's Vanity Everblade... also known as Ivy. My sister- Envy and I are struggling to survive harsh weathers, survivors, animals, fires, and many other things.

Lets not forget those things.. the things we call zombies.

Zombies seem like a cheap joke compared to now... they used to be the movie everyone talked about, the game teens gathered to play, the obsession of our deepest dreams and nightmares. But now..

WE ARE THE GAME.

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October 29, 2013 [6:55 a.m.]

Pasadena, Texas

Family House

Vanity's (Ivy) P.O.V

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I woke to the sound of someone climbing up my bunk bed, I clung to the top matress were I was sleeping. Once it got to the top it let itself land with a thud. I winced in pain as it crawled on top of me. I felt it's breath near my ears.

"Vanity...wake up." It nudged me. I decided that, whoever it was.... it could wait. I didn't stir.. if it thought I was asleep, It would probably go away.

"IVY WAKE THE FUCK UP!!" It punched me in the arm. ENVY.... ugh...couldn't she let me sleep more? She tore my Black Ops blanket off of me that I bought on my Birthday.

"Envy...what do you want?!" I blindingly tried to swat her away- my hand swaying lazily in the air.

"Baby...please wake up. NOW!" She whispered urgently. She was my guardian angel... I'm so used to her protecting me, her baby, her dolly. But if they mess with her they got hell coming for them! I sat up straight, and yawned. My hair covering my face, sticking to my face like glue from my nightmare sweat and beginning to suffocate me! I swatted it away and rubbed my eyes which were crusted with dry Mascara. I pulled the small clumps, which hurt a little...ow. She slapped my hands away.

"Come on! We gotta get ready for school. DUH!" She pinned me down- playfully and chuckled. I pouted and pretended to be mad.

"You obviously don't care about me! You didn't even make me breakfast." I crossed my arms and I realized I was cold, and I was getting goosebumps with the fan so close to my body. "And you tore away my blanket!" I turned away from her.

"Was I supposed to?.... and it was the only way to wake you up- sleepy head!" She hugged me and I secretly smiled. "Now come on, I'll make you pancakes!... Just be quiet, Mom's sleeping." She put her index finger on her lips gently. I nodded and we climbed down and jumped into the floor on the last step. We had matching Black Ops pijamas and I was lazy so I put my shirt over my head- just for fun and I swung my arms like I had a seisure. Envy cracked up. " Retard." she laughed and pulled me out of the room.

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