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[~Deluge~]
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| 17 Oct 2011 08:34 PM |
[~Storyline~]
They all laughed when they were warned.
So many people scoffed when they were told by an organization about the flood. Oh, the flood... so much larger than anyone had seen since biblical times. I signs where near- the constant rain, the tides pulling in closer every day- yet no one listened. No one but those now living.
I was never sure what caused it. Those of us left that are still religious think it was an act from God, but in truth, no one really knows. Global warming, perhaps? There had been a lot of talk about that before everything got washed away. Oh well, chances are we will never know.
The flood happened, I'm not even exactly sure, a few months ago? Sounds about right. It started off slowly, engulfing the coast line first, then- over night- it all happened. The waves grew so much! Mountains of water I heard them say, crashing through the lands. It flooded everywhere, town after town, city after city! They weren't laughing then. I know they weren't laughing then.
But it was us, us that survived, not them. Not many of us, not more than a hundred. No particular social class, either. There were construction workers that helped build the boat, a few cooks, farmers, women and children, even some scientists. Even I, not even working before it happened. The boat was fairly large, not like in the stories like Noah's Ark, but pretty damn big in my eyes. We even brought along some livestock. Just some cows, sheep, and pigs, that kind of thing.
And now that everything's gone- all we have to do is survive. Not much else to hold onto. Put 'boat' above, repeat, above your cs. There are plenty of families on the boat, so some of us have that also to hang onto. We do have to deal with the occasional hardship- storms, ship damage, etc. Overall we have somewhat of a system, even learned to purify the water. We normally get the occasional argument when things go wrong, people get a little stressed out on the ocean.
There are a few other people also out at sea. We only came across another boat once, smaller. A man and his family, and a few others, probably friends. We only spoke briefly, shared a few supplies. We offered to let them join along us, but they refused the offer politely. We haven't came across anyone else, yet.
So now we go on, looking for any speck of land that might offer any hope. We look back on the world in the past, wondering if it will ever be the same. But at least we are alive.
And now we laugh at the fools who casts our warnings off as another end of the world joke.
tl;dr: "There's a flood and you have to survive." -SkyLight (You still need to read the story -cough- so you can be accepted -cough- :> )
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[~Rules~]
-Be somewhat realistic. -Must use grammar. I'm very picky about it. Capitalization and punctuation in a must, it's okay if you make a few mistakes spelling wise and such. -No restrictions on a.ge, accept you must be old enough to talk and walk. -Character sheet must be semi-detailed. I don't want walking eyes and hair. -Keep romance to a minimum. I'd rather have it completely gone, but realistically relationships would be made. So, minimum. -No feeding trolls. Even if they look up at you with their warm brown eyes and pout. -Put the first letter/number of your username in the 'other' category. -'Its not in the rules!' doesn't matter. The rules will be updated by me if needed. -Make sure you read the story. You have to do this, literally, or you won't be accepted :) -Survive. :>
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-cough- Oh hey look, this is a space above the CS. -cough cough-
[~CS~]
Name~] Ag.e~] Gender~] Physical Appearance~] (NU WALKING EYES AND HAIR, I SAY. NU.) Clothing~] Job~] (Before hand, or now.) Personality~] Bio~] (Yus, required.) Other~]
[May repost this later, considering it's fairly late and RP is somewhat inactive.] [If there are any questions, feel free to ask.]
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Robot304
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| Joined: 01 Jan 2009 |
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| 17 Oct 2011 08:57 PM |
Name~] James Centerford, goes by "Doctor".
Ag.e~] 69
Gender~] Male
Physical Appearance~] Greyed and faded sky blue eyes, with a tint of sea-green in them. Cataracts web across the edges. A weathered face, long and angular. Caucasian skin, but tanned from hours of labor in the hot sun. Various cuts and scrapes adorn the skin. Has white hair littered with grey strands, cut close to his head. His hands and feet are long and bony. His smile reveals yellowed teeth, due to no brushing tools on board.
Clothing~] Wears a pair sandles hand made from dried reeds woven together. Wears a linen one-piece tunic that combines both a short sleeve shirt and a kilt, reddish brown in color. An elongated straw hat, also hand made and woven from dried reeds.
Job~] His job on board the Ark is a doctor. Rarely is there illness or injury so he works as a farmer and tells stories to the younger children in his free time despite his advanced age.
Personality~] Quiet, but well-spoken and respectful. Generous and friendly also, but can be stubbornly quiet when angry or indignant.
Bio~] James is not looked upon as a burden to the Ark and its community. He pulls his weight around here, helping the farmers, and making his daily medical rounds to every household within the Ark. He also loves to tell the children stories during their lunch hour, mainly because they need to know the world as it was before the Second Flood.
Other~] N/A. |
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| 17 Oct 2011 09:23 PM |
(Unaccepted :> I told everyone to read everything. No one ever listens. And if you read everything, you would know they haven't been on the boat that long. The only children that would not know about the world would have to be babies.) |
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| 17 Oct 2011 09:32 PM |
Going to leave this here before I go to sleep.
Oh, and can we start on a tiny, useless speck of an island in a small camp and a wrecked boat?
AQUATIC TRANSPORTATION VEHICLE
(INSERT FORM CONSISTING OF DESCRIPTION AND HISTORY OF A CHARACTER TO BE USED)
23RD SYMBOL WITHIN THE BASIC LATIN ALPHABET |
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| 17 Oct 2011 09:54 PM |
(Sure) (And j00 will be accepted once you provide a real CS :>) |
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| 17 Oct 2011 09:56 PM |
[~CS~]
Name~] Ranun Mills Ag.e~] 14 Gender~] F Physical Appearance~] She has dark hair, mainly black but with hints of dark brown in the sun. Her hair is dry, and fairly hard to take care of, so she often keeps it tied back into a pony tail, with only her bangs hanging in front of her face or at the side of her face. Her eyes are just as dark, and slightly red from the salt air. Her skin is tan from being in the sun, with a red tint from the salty air. She is quite thin, do to rationing her food supply, just in case, but also somewhat strong from daily labor. She stands at 5'6, so she's not very short. She doesn't have good posture, thought she doesn't care much. Her mother complains about it often. Her teeth aren't in good condition, yellowing as the days go on due to a slowly decreasing supply of toothpaste. Otherwise she is in decent health. Clothing~] She is currently wearing a pair of faded jeans that used to be dark in color, but now have faded to a lighter shade of blue. There are holes at the knees, exposing them to the air, and also leaving them in a slightly red color. This earned her the title of 'Red-knees' from her mother, as when I change into shorts she always has to comment on how they are a distinct shade of color from the rest of my legs. Ranun wears a light red tee tank top, and a grey coat tied around her waist loosely. Over her hair she wears a tan colored cowboy hat that was given to her from the ship that they saw as a gift. It was greatly appreciated, as it kept the sun off of her face somewhat. Job~] Before hand her only responsibility was school, now she works on the ship most of the day, and spending the rest chatting. Personality~] Ranun is pretty laid-back, only complaining now and then, but she will get angry if provoked. She enjoys the ship, and is helpful most of the time, but is often stubborn and sarcastic at times. Bio~] Ranun turned 14 not long after she got on the boat. Her mother, who had noticed the signs, forced her on the boat, despite Ranun's skepticism about the whole idea of a world flood. Either way, she packed most of her things, and even took the family pets. Now she works around the ship, wherever needed. Her mother is one of the few doctors on board. Often times, Ranun spends her time on deck, in the sun, checking to make sure things are in order, or taking care of the system of crops. Other~] N/A |
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podraptor
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| 17 Oct 2011 10:14 PM |
Um, boat or repeat something, or somethin' or what? Name~] James De'Stan Ag.e~] 32 Gender~] Male Physical Appearance~] Dark Black Tangled Hair, Lightly Auburn Colored Eyes, Oblong Colorful Caucasian-Toned Face, Miniscule Chin Whiskers and Stubble Along Jawline, Long Nose, a Visible Adam's Apple, Oval Molded, Chiseled Facial Complexion, High Cheekbones, Crooked Dimples. Stand 5 foot 10 inches tall, slim build, 125 pounds. Clothing~] His Black-Stripped Red Working Shirt is tucked and partially hidden under almost cliche Blue Denim Overalls, and he wears a circular, Light Beige Bowler Hat on his head. Sporting a Ragged, Cloth Sash Around his Waist, it usually reaches the point of his Black Rubber Rainboots. Job~] Before Hand, A Carpenter and Agriculture Farmer, After, a Woodwork Engineer and a Livestock Driver. Personality~] A good-nature sort of person, he enjoys literature and others company. He attempts to be positive, and fits in with the certain mood in a situation. Not irrationally, though. Bio~] A bright, theatrical sort of person, he never really liked doing his work on his inherited farmland working for the government, but tried to enjoy it nonetheless. A rather poetic fellow, he enjoyed shutting himself in his cozy little hillside house and reading for many days and nights with the radio on. A strong Catholic, the announcement of a "radical" forthcoming of a second Great Flood turned him to interest. With nothing really on his mind, he prepared. He prepared and planned to connect with these people, and connect he did, offering to help in return for passage if the case wold really be. This bought him his life, his books, and partial involvement in what future may become of him. Other~] p |
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| 18 Oct 2011 06:59 AM |
(Accepted, pod. I'll be back on sometime after school, depending on how much HW I have.) |
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| 18 Oct 2011 07:42 PM |
(Back. -Almost done with HW- -lights start to flicker then go out- Me: T_T Seriously? >:U
Then when I got home, my younger brother had messed with the power box so instead of the power coming on after a few minutes like everyone else, me and my mother had to figure out that he did mess with it ._. Which took hours e.e) |
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podraptor
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| Joined: 13 Oct 2008 |
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| 18 Oct 2011 07:44 PM |
| (Wow. He gets to mess with the dang POWERBOX?) |
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| 19 Oct 2011 06:57 AM |
| (Nope. He just did it anyways. ._.) |
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