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| 12 Oct 2013 05:08 PM |
It is the beginning of the apocalypse. Plague rips across the land. Wars erupt out of nowhere. Meteors pelt the earth like rain. Massive earthquakes shake the ground across the world. But even with all of this happening, mayors all across the country try to keep order and peace in their towns. However hard it is, people still go about their lives. School and jobs still go on. You are at Forestville Middle School. You are in one of your classes when suddenly you hear a loud boom. People outside scream. An announcement calls for all teachers to evacuate their students. You and your friends are hurried out and loaded onto a bus. The buses begin to move. There are lots of buses behind you, but only one in front of you. You look other ways. You see many, many meteors falling from the sky. You hear screams coming from the back of the bus, so you look back. A few buses behind you were crushed by falling trees. As you watch, more and more buses are destroyed until the three ones up front are remaining. The ground shudders with an earthquake and you feel the bus tilt dangerously. It falls over and slides down a hill. When it stops, the people on the bus get up and look for survivors. You survive. The other buses had fallen with you, but you suppose there are survivors in them. But you and some other people notice that now you are in the middle of nowhere. Can you survive the wild apocalypse?
~CS~ Name: Gender: Grade(6-8): Appearance: Personality: Bio: Other:
RULES
- No godmodding - Your person can't come with anything except for clothes and maybe a pencil (they had no time to get their backpacks). - Keep romance at a minimum. It's ok if they had a boyfriend or girlfriend before the evac, just no kissing. - You can only have one character. - No killing other people's characters unless they let you. - Note that two bus drivers survived, so it's not just kids.
The Bus Drivers:
Carolyn Tabby (Your bus) Woman 38 years old
Alexander Jaques (The bus behind you) Man 52 years old
I will RP as them. Note that I may toss in a few people every once in a while that were from other buses. Some people on them survived. |
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| 12 Oct 2013 05:11 PM |
| (Do I have to remake my CS? D:) |
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| 12 Oct 2013 05:21 PM |
| (Just tell me the name of your character) |
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| 12 Oct 2013 05:24 PM |
| (I forgot what name I used, but I think it would be one of these two: George Plihan or Eric Prinseo) |
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| 12 Oct 2013 05:26 PM |
| (It was Eric Prinseo I believe) |
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| 12 Oct 2013 05:30 PM |
~CS~Name: Annabel Garcia Gender:Female Grade(6-8):8 Appearance:Long Black hair, Blue eyes,Slim, Nerd glasses Green domo t-shirt and regular blue jeans, Converse black sneakers. Personality:Shy, Quiet, Nerdy/Dorky Other: |
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| 12 Oct 2013 07:08 PM |
| (Ok you can start role playing whenever you want but don't let your character leave the area) |
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| 12 Oct 2013 07:30 PM |
Name: Tyler James Gender: M Grade(6-8): 7 Appearance: Regular length hair for a guy, red plaid jacket shirt with white shirt underneath, jeans and brown hiking boots. Personality: Class clown, lol. Bio: Not really much here... Other: Nothing... |
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| 12 Oct 2013 07:42 PM |
Eric Prinseo- "Where am I?" I say aloud. "Is there anyone else?!" I search the area. |
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| 12 Oct 2013 07:47 PM |
Carolyn
I hear a voice and wake up. I crawl out of the bus and spot Eric. "Are you OK?" I ask, concerned. |
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| 12 Oct 2013 07:58 PM |
Eric Prinseo- "Ehh.. I guess." I walk around. I suddenly felt a great pain on my ankle. "OWWW! Yeah..nevermind. My ankle is twisted.." |
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| 12 Oct 2013 08:00 PM |
~CS~ Name: Teddy Ginger
Gender: Female
Grade(6-8): 8
Appearance: Although Teddy Is one of the oldest kids there, she is very small- and looks more like a flimsy eight year old. Incredibly skinny, she looks fragile and anorexic (although she promises she's not.) Her skin is tan, like a latino's from being born with a black mother and white father. Her large almond shaped eyes are a beautiful caramel color. Her eyelashes are strangely the same color. Her hair is a deep shiny black, but has orange/carmel streaks on her bangs, which fold over one eye. Her lips are usually covered in lip gloss, and are big like her black mothers. She has high definition in her cheekbones, almost seeming elegant and fragile, much like the rest of her skinny body. Her clothing for the moment is a white/creamy colored long sleeved blouse of a silky texture that has frills around the collar, and at the ends of her wrists. Her skirt is black, and her leggings are black as well as her shiny dress shoes. She has a black choker necklace on around her neck, and has white earings in. She also has one more black earring into her right ear then her left.
Personality: I guess the lessoned learned here is never judge a book by its cover. Teddy may seem very sweet, but she is more leaning on the rebel side. She hates this about herself how outward she is, so she dresses in nice texture to make herself appear nicer- and more like the other girls at school. She conciders herself two-faced, meaning that she tries to be who she isn't. She acts like a total rebel when she doesn't like something, but does it without thinking, making her feel bad later on and go into a state of apology and defile. She is very sweet, but can be bitter. In rebel mode- she will literally smash a table.
Bio: Basically- born in America. She has heard stories about how her great grandmother was taken from Africa as a slave, but Teddy knows nothing else of her ansestory. Teddy grew up as two-faced child, occasionally acting horriblly to whatever she dislikes, and acting happy and sweet to everything else. She really grew up hating this., so she is constantly working towards being a better person and controling her emotions. And then today happened.
Other: Nothing much, other then hey. ;) |
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| 12 Oct 2013 08:01 PM |
Carolyn I reach out to help him, but I feel an aching pain in my shoulder. "OW!" I slump against the bus. I hear a noise inside, reminding me of the other kids. "The other kids!" I gasp and climb back into the bus painfully. |
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| 12 Oct 2013 08:03 PM |
Eric Prinseo- "Other kids?! There's more of us?!" I say loudly. I limp over to the bus and climb in. Yep.. there were more kids still alive. |
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| 12 Oct 2013 08:06 PM |
Teddy tries to sit up, but is pressed back down. Some metal was right above her... Opening her eyes, she twists her body sideways- and notices the wreck. Part of the ceiling had caved in and was against her right leg. She peers out a damaged window. What a fall. She begins squirming to get out- softly cussing under her breath, but thanking god she was so little that she could pry free. |
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| 12 Oct 2013 08:09 PM |
Carolyn I stumble over to a girl that is lying still. I shake her desperately. She blinks up at me, then dies. I choke back tears and move on to other kids.
(She's going kind of crazy since the crash. She might have suffered a tiny bit of brain damage.) |
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| 12 Oct 2013 08:10 PM |
Eric Prinseo "Miss Tabby! Stop! I'm sorry.. but they're gone.." I say quietly. |
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| 12 Oct 2013 08:12 PM |
| "Not all of em'.." Teddy chokes softly, crawling towards them. |
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| 12 Oct 2013 08:13 PM |
Carolyn "Not her!" I say hopefully, pointing at Teddy. I rush over to her and try to lift the metal off of her. It lifts slowly, then falls over on its other side. I grab Teddy's hand and pull her up, ignoring the pain in my shoulder. |
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| 12 Oct 2013 08:15 PM |
Eric Prinseo- "Guys! Look! The other bus! I see the bus driver!" I say eagerly as I point toward the other bus. |
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| 12 Oct 2013 08:17 PM |
Teddy nearly collapses from the sudden rush of being pulled up, but holds herself up strongly. She sets one hand onto her own forehead, and shakes her head slowly. Her other fist at her side clenches up. "D**mit." She says simply, her eyebrows slowly furrowing. |
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| 12 Oct 2013 08:18 PM |
Carolyn "Maybe there're survivors on that bus!" I scan it to see if there are any signs of life. |
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