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| 03 Sep 2015 02:29 PM |
Small drops of rain hit your face, forcing you to close your eyes for protection as you feel a shove jostle you towards the rocket. The night sky completely keeps you from seeing much of what's going on, with small little stars twinkling in the sky, gaining opacity then losing it. Stepping up the corroded metal stairs making click-clack noises, you get pushed into the small oval door. The man looks at you before the door closes, and then everything starts shaking. The boxes surrounding you full of possible storage and necessities roll around with the rocket, as you can hear the engine start to get louder and louder as the throttle pulls up...
Then everything stops. A brush of wind greets you to..what looks like more land although the blue sky and fast moving puffy clouds scattered around don't seem to be like the weather that was back at the station. You stutter up and slowly walk out, when you realize that this piece of land isn't one in the ground. You're high up in the sky. A small willow tree stands beside you, small ferns and berry bushes ranging from raspberry to strawberry gets you questioning about the plants and others on this island. How would strawberries or blueberries grow on a bush? Asking this question in your mind, you quickly realize you instead need to figure out where you are--and why. Slowly walking to the edge and leaning over, you see no ground for miles, meaning that you can't see any. You do assume you are far up in the sky, as by now mostly cirrus clouds are taking the spotlight here--they are the highest type of cloud, other then a cumulonimbus.
But, none of that matters. You're on what seems to be a floating island--quite suspicious. But you have to survive. And then you notice that there's other islands, just like yours. Same elevation, same plant life and vegetation, same everything. But are you alone?
That's what you may need to find out.
BASIS You play as a subject sent to a high up group of floating islands in the sky, by rocket. It may sound fantasy-like but really, I am trying to make this RP as little of magic and fantasy as I can. Due to the fact that there's multiple islands, you aren't alone in the group, called the Cirrus Group. Other people may reside on nearby islands. You can survive, if you figure out how to use the resources you're given on time of your arrival. If you can meet the other subjects, the work that may take place could build amazing things--and they need a use.
CHARACTER SHEET Name: Age: Gender: Appearance: Personality: Other:
RULES No Mary or Gary Sues. No metagaming, power playing, godmodding, spotlight stealing, etc. Romance and curse is allowed, but at your own risk. Put "Sky" in Other to show that you read the rules. Enjoy the RP! |
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| 03 Sep 2015 05:50 PM |
CHARACTER SHEET Name:Thomas Grey Age:19 Gender:Male Appearance:His eyes are blue, and his hair is brown. His skin is pretty normal. He wears a black hoodie, a white plain t-shirt (like this one: https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQunh-RANfI0yssmED0OCVK1B7bl2uj2ACOYUCA0SxbwlhGxxdXIA just in case myan) Some black sneakers, and jeans. Personality:He's quite co dependent, and not very adventurous. He like to be safe alot of the time. Other:Sky.
[We are the crystal pizzas, we'll always eat the day!] |
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| 03 Sep 2015 05:55 PM |
Name: Mark Yowell
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Appearance: A rather average height and build, around 5'9 with hardly any muscle covering his arms. His eyes are deep-set, rather small that are an ordinary shade of brown. His head is oval-shaped with sharp cheeks and a small nose that draws attention due to it being rather crooked. His hair is black and short, with the bottom shaved and the top combed to the left making an angular fringe. His chin juts out slightly with just a hint of stubble growing on it.
Personality: A sarcastic, and often optimistic person, Mark likes to let others do the work for him. Often times, he is lazy and will try to find a out of whatever task is assigned to him. But, on the rare moments he finds a spark of motivation he will get the job done.
Other: Sky |
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| 03 Sep 2015 06:07 PM |
Both accepted, good job. Making my own soon |
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| 03 Sep 2015 06:07 PM |
Can we start when you make your CS?
[We are the crystal pizzas, we'll always eat the day!] |
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| 03 Sep 2015 07:19 PM |
Name: Charles Blueman Age: 19 Gender: Male Appearance: Brown flat hair that curls out near his forehead combines with blue eyes, along with his paticuarly skinny body. Usually he wears jeans and a lime green t-shirt with the French word "Bonjour!" on it. Personality: He usually thinks out an array of ways to solve problems, but also why the reasons won't work. This is why he's somewhat unresponsive when a problem comes across him. Other: Sky |
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| 03 Sep 2015 07:33 PM |
(im gonna start)
I look around this island, confused. "Wha? WHAT HAPPENED? WHAT IS THIS??" I begin to panic, and I sit under a tree. "I need a shelter..." I walk around the small floating island, nothing much was there. A few trees and foods. I grab a few sticks and fiddle with it.
[We are the crystal pizzas, we'll always eat the day!] |
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| 03 Sep 2015 07:51 PM |
I had a major headache before all of this and it turns out, getting stuck on top of a floating island doesn't help.
I try to clear my thoughts with the gentle wind helping in that regard, and decide to just start walking. |
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| 03 Sep 2015 08:16 PM |
| Sitting up, i suddenly stamp wildly on the ground, first of all, to compensate my rage, second, to see if the island will sink. No, it stays put right in the air. |
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