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| 16 Nov 2015 07:47 PM |
CREATED BY: happysupercooldude99 PurringThunder xenoman90 ____________________________________________________________________________
It was a myriad of fuzzy memories until now.
Feedback from your ears. Blurry vision. It all seems out of order. Slowly, things begin to clear. It's an unusual sight, to say the least. An unknown entity gazes upon you. You hear those few words as they emanate from its mouth, inevitably sending a chill down your spine as it speaks.
"I have seen the scattering of countless souls gather and flow through the river of time, filling the firmament. With a deathly gaze upon you, it whispers, "Fall, molder, and begone."
You try to get something out. Just a little whimper. But your mouth is as dry as a sack of sand. The sinister entity vanishes, leaving behind only a deep fear instilled in your heart and the echoing words:
"Thanks for the soul...."
Moments pass, adding onto the ceaseless countdown to your last breath. It is time to find the bravery and courage to pick yourself up and find out where you are. What if something is waiting to pounce in the darkness? What if there are other people with you?
You are right about some things, wrong about others. You can see an array of limp bodies in the order of a straight line. They aren't dead. A vital heart and beating pulse still remains in them.
You examine your surroundings. Padded cushions of some sort. A dark hallway extending into what you think may be a new section of the building. Contorted, mangled, jackets and wheelchairs are scattered about. Blood is strewn across the walls and floors, and even the ceiling- who even knows how that got there. Lets hope you won't end up as part of that demonic collage of human insides anytime soon.
It's not a pretty sight, that's for sure. Brushing that aside, you realize you must figure out what to do now. First off, what are you? Are you even yourself anymore? Or have you become that malevolent being you saw earlier? Perhaps something similar?
All these unanswerable questions abruptly come flooding into your mind. You need the answers before your last breath. Your last heartbeat.
Will you fall behind the group and be lost forever?
Or will you dominate this unknown arena of lurking demises?
You stand before a mirror.
Tell us what you can remember, and what you think you see.
What do you see? (appearance): Tell us your presumed gender: Guess your age: Make a name for yourself: Anything strange about you? Rotting skin or other changing characteristics?
RULES: -Common stuff, godmodding and the likes. You get the gist of it. -If you are corrupted by the demon (the thing you saw when you woke up), don't overboard it. Keep it vague and subtle. -Put "asylum" in the Other section to show that you read these rules. Enjoy. |
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| 16 Nov 2015 07:51 PM |
| Someone deleted "Other." Make your own on your CS, guys. |
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Minun1020
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| 16 Nov 2015 07:56 PM |
i think it got replaced.
What do you see? (appearance): When i look down at myself, i can see a ripped sweatshirt with the following words printed on it: "Good Vibes: NYC". Below that consists of some sort of jeans, acid-stained presumably. I'm also wearing green socks with old-looking running shoes. I can feel curly hair on my head, and i look skinny.
Tell us your presumed gender: Male, i think.
Guess your age: Hmm. I would say 24.
Make a name for yourself: I will call myself Derek Bluebird.
Anything strange about you? Rotting skin or other changing characteristics? I have a strong need to say "asylum". There. |
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| 16 Nov 2015 07:56 PM |
| Uh ... Minun, please keep OoC to a mininum? :3 |
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xenoman90
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| 16 Nov 2015 08:04 PM |
What do I see?: I see a white face. My hair seems short, black with bits of rusted blood, and it's rigid, slightly spiked by some strong gel. I see my eyes, one eye is blue, and the other orange. Then my nose is small and shallow, almost nonexistent. My mouth, normal, but when I smile, I have multiple canine teeth, most out of alignment with my other teeth. I have a small fuzzy beard, also rusted with blood. I look at my body, I wear a straight jacket that has been ripped apart. It is my shirt now. My arms are quite muscular, with multiple scars on them. My fingernails are a disgusting yellow and elongated. My pants are also ripped, as my legs have multiple deep, but yet healing wounds. My toenails are also yellow and elongated.
My presumed gender?: I look down, then back to the mirror. I am a man.
My age?: I see very shallow wrinkles and acne scars, I must be around my 30s or under.
My Name?: I don't remember. All that chimes in my head is "Hector". My name is Hector.
What is strange about me?: One of my eyes are orange, my nose gone, and my mouth has multiple canine teeth. Elongated nails, too. I feel funny, but that might just be me. |
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Minun1020
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| 16 Nov 2015 08:08 PM |
Anyways, tracked!
" Women should remain silent in the churches. They are not allowed to speak, but must be in submission, as the law says. " 1 Corinthians 14:34 |
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| 16 Nov 2015 08:09 PM |
I see a limp shape standing in the mirror. It is weak. Drooping hair hangs haggardly from my head all the way down to my chest. My clothes are dirty and torn. I can't tell what colors they used to be.
I think I'm a... girl?
Age: Maybe around 27.
Name: I'll call myself... Abby Gale.
Anything strange about me? I don't even know what normal is.
Other: Are we in an asylum? |
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xenoman90
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| 16 Nov 2015 08:16 PM |
I strangely sniff the air. "Is this an Asylum? An Asylum!? No, no no no nooo!" I smash my hand into a mirror.
I examine my surroundings. I mutter to myself, "The others?" |
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| 16 Nov 2015 08:18 PM |
| what ... don't we wait to start until OP makes a starting post? are we not doing that? |
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xenoman90
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| 16 Nov 2015 08:21 PM |
| (Agh still new to this crap. Void what I've said, I'll say it later.) |
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| 16 Nov 2015 08:21 PM |
| both accepted, but let's wait a bit for anyone else before we start. |
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| 16 Nov 2015 08:48 PM |
What do you see? (appearance): A see a woman, heavily burned and mutilated, she has a pale skin color with brown hair, green eyes, and a wiry build. Tell us your presumed gender: Female, i suppose. Guess your age: Possibly 30, Yes, 30. Make a name for yourself: Axl? Maybe. Anything strange about you? Rotting skin or other changing characteristics? My face looks as if heavily burned, or scarred. Other: Asylum
You'll be leavin' with a fat lip. |
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| 16 Nov 2015 08:58 PM |
Accepted.
We'll start tomorrow morning, or maybe tonight. |
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xenoman90
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| 16 Nov 2015 09:00 PM |
| (Tomorrow. Although I still wont be here in the morning. It's going to be a while until I can join. Keep that in mind.) |
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| 17 Nov 2015 01:53 PM |
What do you see? (appearance): I look at the mirror. "Okay why can I see a mirror and is that me?" "I see Ripped black jeans black shoes. A blue shirt uh a black jacket that's over my head. The jacket looks fluffy and feel fluffy like wool. It also has little pieces of smooth wood that is used to bottom it up. My face and skin is pale white. My eyes seem green in this might. Week my mouth has a massive scar over it my mouth is going off to the side. My nose is there. Small. My hair seems dark brown under this jacket." Tell us your presumed gender:I look at the mirror again. "Eh I am not sure maybe male maybe female. I look more male" (Find out in the Roleplay I can't decide on what gender my character is) Guess your age:"I seem young hm maybe about 22" Make a name for yourself: "Eh lets pick a name cool name how about Blake no Jett" Anything strange about you? Rotting skin or other changing characteristics?: Hm I seem to have a weird mouth Other(Added in):aslum |
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| 17 Nov 2015 01:55 PM |
| (jenna ... please tell me you're going to use better grammar and sentence structure in the roleplay than what you've done in this ... abysmal character sheet?) |
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| 17 Nov 2015 02:06 PM |
| (Yes and If I don't you can kick me out.) |
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| 17 Nov 2015 02:15 PM |
| (i should say that the main thing abysmal about that cs was the english.) |
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PawzKat
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| 17 Nov 2015 02:34 PM |
What do you see?: "I see ah - wait, woah! Is that me? ..I look like crap. Anyways, I see a tall, gangly man with rounded shoulders and delicate features. Maybe six foot three? He's so thin, it's almost as if the wind could blow him off at any given second. This figure has sharp cheekbones, overlapped by porcelain skin. I see dull olive eyes, framed by long lashes, and a thin nose that looks slightly bent. My lips, if I should call them that, are chapped and pinkish, not to mention layered with some dark liquid that looks like blood. This man - me - has disheveled brown hair, the color of a whole chestnut and shot through with dirt. The curly tresses aren't too long, reaching my nape. My clothes, the bomber jacket, pants, and collared-shirt.. they're all a bit too big, ripped and hanging loosely on my frame. (I've got to find myself a belt.) I can't tell what colors they are, so washed out these rags are. I'm wearing black wire glasses, perched precariously on my nose. It's odd, for when I take thee lenses I can see perfectly. Also, can someone help me find my shoes? Loafers, preferably."
Tell us your presumed gender: "I'm offended - I'm very obviously a man. A very thin man, but a man nonetheless." Guess your age: "Eh? Hm, perhaps around thirty or so." Make a name for yourself: "I can't remember much, though I find myself quite liking the term Abraham Lincoln. Would that be considered a name? Yes, yes.. from this day forward you can call me Abraham Lincoln!" Anything strange about you? Rotting skin or other changing characteristics? "R-rotting skin? Uh, no.. no. My sense of smell and taste seems to be very acute, however." Other: Asylum.
[ I can change the name, if you want. ] |
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PawzKat
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| 17 Nov 2015 02:35 PM |
| [ To clarify, my character doesn't actually think he's the president. It's just the thing he remembers. ] |
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| 17 Nov 2015 07:07 PM |
Both of you accepted.
We may start. ----------------- I'm terrified out of my mind. I don't know much about myself, and i'm stuck in some horrible, blood-wrecked, rank place that looks like a the aftermath of a stampede. There's other people with me, but i don't know who they are. How are we gonna escape this? |
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