eaenidu Wrote:Name: Cleo Delaney
Gender: Female
Appearance: https://cdn.donmai.us/original/ce/2a/__original_drawn_by_oninuer__ce2a6b99691f9fa15c793d8c268cea59.jpg
Bio: Cleo was a girl who loved exploring normally that was exploring old abandoned buildings she had been told to stay out of, just because she liked doing it, recently though she got into exploring the woods after she practically stumbled onto old ruined buildings while she'd been dragged out camping by her family...to stop her from exploring old buildings. She told them she wanted to go see the sights of nature on a road trip before she went to college, which was kinda true, but she also wanted to find old and forgetten buildings and take a look in them.
When her car broke down in the middle of a louisiana bayou she had to groan she'd been lost and had no signal for her phone and no power, and her GPS wasn't working, she was a city girl damn it, luckily she found what seemed to be a road and followed it, only to find what looked to be an old plantation style house at the end, the yard was so overgrown she was having trouble telling where the ground and water began in it. It seemed to have a driveway, but the place looked empty...well if someone was here maybe they could help her call for a tow? And if not maybe she could find a generator to charge her phone at least? She tried knocking and looking in a few windows once she climbed the gate, but not seeing a response or hearing anyone answer her when she called out she decided to just pull out her lockpick and swiss army knife, hoping that the lock wasn't rusted shut or something as she got to work opening the door up.
Getting in wasn't all that hard. Nor was at first, glancing about.
The hard part proved dealing with the folks who called the run down plantation manor their home.
There were six of them in total, and they found you after you got snatched up in a trap in the main hall of the place that left you dangling upside down from a balcony. As some bells rang and clanged, six people came on out. And they all looked like stereotypical redneck hill billy swamp trash. All save the sixth, whose appearance, thanks in part to the others looking more trashy in comparison, took your breath away.
Out of the bunch of them, she also gave off a nice and cheery, friendly aura, whereas the others... well... at best you could say they didn't seem like they were going to cook you for dinner.
Then you recognized the sound of a shotgun being chambered, and heard the oldest of the bunch say, "Ye listen ere, lassy, ya got two choices... we treatin ya as a trespasser, in which case, I cans shoots ya..."
"Or ya be here to be gettin hitched to our daughter!" One who looked like she was in her forties declares, pointing over to the pretty gal and saying, "Ya been saying ya wanting a wife, aint ya Julie?"
"Yes ma'am, Mama~" She said as she smiled brightly at you.
What you could only assume was a grandma pointed the shotgun at ya. "So, what's it gonna be?"