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| 15 Jul 2011 12:29 PM |
Asha James is just another girl who ran away from home. She walked out and never looked back. She had slowly accumulated people to help each other survive alone. Living in an abandoned warehouse-with limited supplies- they learned to depend on each other and learn the values of life. ================================================= Rules: I choose admins, if the roleplay is successful (Which I highly doubt) Follow normal Roleplay/ROBLOX rules. No Godmodding No ubering Be considerate of each other in the role play. That means low violence. Have fun and be creative! :) Start the roleplay when you run away from home, please. ================================================= Character Sheet:
Name (First+Last): A-ge (13+): Gender: Appearance: Reason for Running Away: Biography: Traits: Other: ================================================= My Character Sheet:
Name (First+Last): Asha James A-ge (13+): 14 Gender: F Appearance: She has naturally dark red hair, and dark blue eyes, slightly freckled across face. Skin isn't pale, but isn't tan. Wears a plain grey v-neck tee with a white long sleeve under it, with black pants and black sneakers. Reason for Running Away: Abusive home Biography: Asha James was a model student. Very athletic and looked up to by many. But underneath the academic glory was a girl who just wanted a better home, and would do anything to get it. So she ran away. When it got to that point, she was the leader of the runaway group. She ran things, distributed whatever people needed, and was often the 'guidance counselor' for what people needed. Traits: Shy, will stand up for what she believes in, usually calm, Other: People call her Ash, but only close friends.
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| 15 Jul 2011 12:33 PM |
| (I haven't been on in a while, let alone RP. My mind is still warming up the gears for making better RP's.) |
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| 15 Jul 2011 12:41 PM |
| (Is it just me or when we type in parenthesis the voice in my head whispers?) |
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| 15 Jul 2011 12:46 PM |
Name : Andrea "Paint" Loucaster
A-ge: 14
Gender: Female
Appearance:A black "Killers" shirt, sleeves and neck cut low. A gray tank top, dark denim skinny jeans, and gray converse. Around her neck is a silver locket in the shape of an oval. Inside is a small bit of ashes. She carries a small red/black plaid messanger bag serving as her backpack, and a small red bow lies in her dark brown hair. Her hair is sideparted on the right, and covers her left eye; her eyes being of a shockingly bright emerald green. Paint is quite tan from taking naps outside.
Reason for Running Away: She was heart-broken at the death of her close friend, and felt alone and unloved. Sometimes she misses her home, but the thrill of being on her own is enough to keep her here.
Biography: Much prefers to be called Paint, the origins of which are unknown except by her and those ashes in her locket, which happen to be those of her best friend who died in a tragic accident. She doesn't like to talk about it. . .
Traits: Paint is quite closed to her past, and isn't the most cheerful person. She prefers to write, read, and draw (not the origin of her name, hm :3) then to talk with her peers.
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| 15 Jul 2011 12:47 PM |
Character Sheet:
Name (First+Last): Ike Terry Kentington
A-ge (13+): Just turned 15.
Gender: Male {M}
Appearance: Fine, brown medium length hair. It shines golden brown in the sunlight, but black as night in the the darkness. Light brown skin, that is hardly noticed do to his extremely brown eyes. 5'7". A "Your Mom" Lanyard with his house key on it. As he walks, holds the key, tugging on the lanyard. A blue, "THATS WHAT SHE SAID" Baby blue shirt, with that printed in bold black letters. Dark blue jeans, over his blue and black Era vans.
Reason for Running Away: Large family, very little attention.
Biography:You'll have to find out, though he reveals very few things to anyone.
Traits: Loyal to friends, and friends only. He loves to read, mostly horror. He also enjoys running.
Other: Was there something specific I was suppose to put?
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| 15 Jul 2011 12:50 PM |
Name (First+Last): Kristina Hallows A-ge (13+): 13 Gender: Feminine. Appearance: Light cinnamon brown hair that flows down to her shoulders; barely wavy and usually put aside to her right; side fringe/bangs. Kristina has dark chocolate brown eyes. Bony nose, thin eyebrows and almost pale pink colored lips. Several blemishes on her cheeks and on the bridge of her nose. A slightly oval shaped head. Pale, close to ivory, skin. Tina usually wears a casual t-shirt, occasionally with a vest over-top. She wears denim blue jeans, sometimes a tight hoodie or loose jacket or sweatshirt, socks, Converse or gym sneakers, sometimes flat shoes. She sometimes wears her favorite knit hat with tassels. She wears rather comfortable fitting, casual clothing that imitates her rather laid-back personality. Reason for Running Away: Her parents continued to fight lots and her father became nearly violent, so she ran away, leaving her beloved brother Tyler behind. Biography: Kristina had a brother three years o.lder than her; Tyler, who she kept very close until now. Traits: Kristina is smart, pretty funny, sarcastic, a softy, and sometimes have bad judgement. She has different and constantly changing personalities and qualities. She is a bit intelligent for her age and has common sense---which isn't very common. Other: N/A |
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| 15 Jul 2011 12:50 PM |
(@ToxicMilkShake; I just put other in case someone wanted to put something that I forgot to put in the Character Sheet. Shall we begin the roleplay, or do you guys want to wait for some more people?) |
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| 15 Jul 2011 12:52 PM |
| (Begin. I say we let the creator begin.) |
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| 15 Jul 2011 12:53 PM |
Name: Kassandra Ravenwood A-ge: 15 Gender: F Appearance: Has raven black hair that's relatively short, it barely reaches her shoulders and is randomly spiky at times; her bangs are chopping and fall over her right eye most of the time. She has a creamy pale skin tone and a rather fragile build. She's slender, but sickeningly skinny. Her eyes are a silvery gray and her facial features are soft. She wears a black shirt with sleeves that reach her elbows and the collar is square-ish. Her pants are shredded white skinny jeans, she has black DC's, and a silver chain necklace with an upside-down black cross on it. Her arms are covered in scars and bruises, proof of her parents ideals. Reason for Running Away: Abusive Parents Biography: TBR Traits: Protective, Family-Oriented, and Kind. Other: Kassandra is Abby's older sister.
Name: Abby Ravenwood A-ge: 13 Gender: F Appearance: Abby has naturally snowy blonde hair that reaches her waist and is extremely wavy. Her eyes are the same as her sister's, silvery gray and her skin tone is also a creamy pale. Abby is bony and her cheeks are a little sunken in. She has the same necklace as Kassandra and just as many scars and bruises. She wears a white sundress that has long-sleeves and reaches her knees in length. She has black and white striped tights and black flats. Reason for Running Away: Abusive Parents Biography: TBR Traits: Quiet (Obviously), Secluded, and Only Relies on Her Sister. Other: Abby is Kassandra's younger sister and Abby is also mute so she signs her words all the time; Kassandra tends to be her translator. |
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| 15 Jul 2011 12:54 PM |
(Okay. Remember guys. Start RPing from when you leave home.)
I slipped the backpack on, and silently closed the door, making sure not to wake anyone. I slipped down the steps and onto the road, and looked down the road. Remembering the location of where she would go. Far away from here. My feet pattered quietly against the wet pavement. It must've rained earlier, I thought to myself, and continued on. Occasionally adjusting my backpack. |
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| 15 Jul 2011 12:56 PM |
Name (First+Last): Robert Joseph " RJ" or " MacCready" MacCready A-ge (13+): 14. Gender: Male. Appearance: He stand's at 5 ft 3, he has black hair, a light brown skin tone and light blue eye's. He wear's a green beige jacket along with a green hat and Scarf. He wear's tattered blue jean's and white Trainers. He also wear's a black eye patch. Reason for Running Away: Dad hit him in the eye with a glass bottle. Biography: After a large life of abuse, he took his dad's Trait's merged with his own, he left with his dad's 20 gauge shotgun and a Combat knife, into the unhostiaple world Traits: Sly, Psychotic, but a Great Leader and Loyal, but when you get on his down side. Other: N/A |
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| 15 Jul 2011 12:56 PM |
| Kristina slipped on her favorite knit hat, the tassels hanging over her shoulders and dragged the roller bag silently outside and headed out, a tear streaming down her face. She heard yelling and hitting inside and her brother; her brother. Sobbing, she continued on. |
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| 15 Jul 2011 01:01 PM |
| I got to the intersection, only a mere mile from where I planned to stay possibly for the rest of my life. I looked at the changing lights, and continued on. Then I turned left, watching a few cars here and there screech past. |
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| 15 Jul 2011 01:01 PM |
| Kassandra creeps out of her room after picking the lock and makes her way to her sister's room down the hallway. She pulls out her paperclip and needle before picking the lock there as well. The door pops open to show Abby standing there with her bag and white bunny stuffed animal. Kassandra takes her hand and they head towards the front door as she fixes her backpack onto her bag. Kassandra messes with the two locks on the front door and when they pop free, the sisters dash out into the outside world. |
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| 15 Jul 2011 01:03 PM |
Ike I looked down, and sat my pet bird on my baby brother's bed, and hopped out the window, onto the roof. I slowly made my way down to the ground, using the vines. |
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| 15 Jul 2011 01:03 PM |
When it rains, it pours. And at a funeral, it certainly stormed. In the gloom created by dark clouds and weeping willows, Paint slid unnoticed away from her friend's service. They had just spread the ashes; a quite impossible thing to do in such rainy weater, but they tried nonetheless. It was custom to her friend's family to spread his burned body within a week of their death; it had been storming all week, and today was the last day of it. They had no choice but to honor tradition. A mile away, and Paint felt she could still hear their sobs and mournings from the hill she had just trekked to. No one had missed her yet, she was sure of it. No one missed her from the start, anyways. Paint sighed, and continued on. |
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| 15 Jul 2011 01:04 PM |
| MacCready opened the door of his house, a large bag with his Shotgun in, two bag's of crisp's, two pringles, three 2 litre bottles and a few 20 Gauges. He ignored the scream's coming from his father, he had left his dad a little present, of course by lighting the Fridge on fire. He left, walking upon the street. |
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| 15 Jul 2011 01:06 PM |
I stood in front of the warehouse, and stared at the looming darkness that towered above me. I sighed, if I'm going to stay here, I should make it work. I pushed on the door, it creaked loudly in the silence of the night. I turned around, and glanced up and down the street. I pushed it closed. Darkness engulfed everything around me. I took out the flashlight and looked around. This was the living room. The old, musty couch sat in a corner, and the chairs covered with cobwebs sat facing eachother on the other side. I pulled out the sleeping bag and layed it on the couch. I sighed. |
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| 15 Jul 2011 01:09 PM |
(Do we have knowledge of the Warehouse, too?)
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| 15 Jul 2011 01:09 PM |
Ike I walked off road, and into the forest. The wet leaves sticking to my feet. |
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| 15 Jul 2011 01:10 PM |
| (You can think of it as one big coincidence, you all decided on the ware house, or you could be wandering around, looking for a place to stay. It's up to you as long as everyone ends up at the warehouse :)) |
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| 15 Jul 2011 01:10 PM |
| Kristina continued to walk, unseen and found a warehouse. Peeking through the window, she couldn't see much, just the back of a couch. She headed to the door and opened the door carefully, seeing a girl. "Ah!" She panicked and closed it, slinking down and sitting against the wall, taking a deep breath. |
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| 15 Jul 2011 01:11 PM |
| Kassandra was carrying Abby's bag in one hand while holding Abby's hand with the other. Abby had a death grip on her stuffed animal and she keeps up pace with her sister. Abby's legs were already starting to hurt do to their fragile state, but she keeps pushing herself. |
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