This is NOT the end.

((Okay, so this rp is about two teenagers who wake up in a bunker with no memories, not even their own names. Slowly things come back, and they begin to realise that not only are they the only human beings left alive, but they are alive because they're trying to save the human race.))

((Character: Vanessa Summers.
Looks: Long, straight brown hair that goes to her waist. Light brown eyes. Typically wears heavier clothing, like it's colder autumn; long black peacoat, navy blue knitted scarf, brown leather boots that go to her calves, generally because she's cold all the time.
Personality: Nice, generally, but really doesn't give two craps about much anymore.))

((Character: Jameson (James) Summers.
Personality: a little reserved, straightforward and caring; doesn't have many people skills.
Looks: (forgot to mention, they wake up in nanotube/spider silk cryo-suits) Six feet, fairly muscular with a half-defined jaw and cheeks. Dirty blonde; when he grows his beard out it's an irony red. His hands are soft but firm, with callouses in several places. He has broad shoulders and a confident stature.
Style: usually wears monk robes or attire, or silk robes. Occasionally wears white gold and silver dragon armor.
Age: sixteen.
Also is a genius... Only more so with his memories.

((Character: Jameson (James) Summers.
Personality: a little reserved, straightforward and caring; doesn't have many people skills.
Looks: (forgot to mention, they wake up in nanotube/spider silk cryo-suits) Six feet, fairly muscular with a half-defined jaw and cheeks. Dirty blonde; when he grows his beard out it's an irony red. His hands are soft but firm, with callouses in several places. He has broad shoulders and a confident stature.
Style: usually wears monk robes or attire, or silk robes. Occasionally wears white gold and silver dragon armor.
Age: sixteen.
Also is a genius... Only more so with his memories.

((So Staci is planning another get together I guess. Are you talking Orchestra this year?))

? Who is this?

((Oops, forgot parentheses.))

((I changed my username and pic, it's the same color as last time you were on))

((Sooo... Kennedy? I'm on mobile here.))

((Mobile is dumb. Yes))

((Okay. Sorry for disappearing for a bit; I didn't want to get on, but I promised Jaydinn... Anyway, I don't think I'll be able to fit orchestra in next year. Why?))

((No this year, are you in it this year))

((I am. Why?))

((How did festival go?))

((We got into State.))

((Nice, I'm not sure if my orchestra did, but I know the other one did))

(( well, we don't have to rely on having a panic attack at the festival if were both at Ash's on the 21st. Anyway, I've gotta catch some shut eye. Nice talking to you! Night!))

((Night))

((So, who's posting first?))

((Meesa.)) My eyes flicked open. hundreds of sensations bombarded me at once. First, the smell of clean hair in my nose. Second, the soft hair of some girl cascading over my nose. Third I felt a silky fabric covering my whole body, along with the feeling of the silky suit on the girl... who my arms were wrapped around. I felt her body against mine, and her warmth seeping into me. Then questions arose. Where was I? Who was this girl? Why was I holding her like this? What was this material I was suited in? Why couldn't I remember anything? And, most concerning... What was my name? I started to wonder if I should let go of the girl, since I didn't know her and we were in a rather intimate pose, I wasn't all too comfortable, and what would happen if she woke up? I was about to move, but my muscles were indecisive, and I didn't. Eventually I relaxed again, waiting for something to happen as the girl's breathing softly pressed against my chest.

((I'm watching Harry Potter!))

((Fun! Some dork is playing the Star Wars theme song on his trumpet in his backyard! He always was a nerd.))

 I slowly stirred awake, oddly warmer than what I was used to. I was always cold. When I opened my eyes, I couldn't help but yell! I was laying on top of a guy who I didn't know! I almost jumped off of him, but his arms were around me. Before I know it, word a were flying out of my mouth. "What the heck is going on? Who are you? Where are we? Who am I?" That last question... What was my name?

((It's Star Wars Day!!!))

((I know. May the 4th be with you. Speaking of which, why is it that whenever I go outside, bees always come near me?!))

((They like you))