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| 30 Oct 2011 10:25 AM |
You inhaled a breath of cold air. Letting it swim through your body. You shivered as you took another gulp of air. It was early November and it was freezing. You looked at the cafe standing right beside you. You pressed it fog forming on the glass, as you breathe. You wiped it away scanning for any familiar faces. No one. You stepped inside reluctantly. You walked steadily to your table. On the lookout for anyone you know. You sat down letting your guard down a little. You tap your fingers, a soft drum beat comes. Bringing music to your ears. "May I...." the waitress looks at you stunned expression. "What happened to your..." you left just about when she finished. You let out a little tear, the secret you kept for so long was waiting to come out and just reveal itself.
As you walked home burying your face and hands in your coat you were taken. You struggled to fight. But no matter how hard you tried to dumped you into the van.
You awoke light headed. You focus your eyes on your surroundings. Nothing noticeable and detective for you to report to the police. You were in a mirror room. Everything focusing on you. A clock ticked right behind you. You couldn't read it. It was in some foreign language. "Well, well. {Character name} what have we have here? . Give me what you owe back to me and your secret won't be let out." and the intercom went blank. It let out an ear piercing noise. You tried to cover your ears but a magnetic force was stopping you to cover your ears. You passed out unable to hold in the noise.
You awoke once again. This time in another room. It was white, with a black trimming on top. You glanced at the room. Everyone was wearing the same clothes. Boys was wearing white jeans with a black polo, and black leather shoes. Girls was wearing a white jean skirt with a black tank-top and white sandals. Individual beds were lined up around the room. Each dresser was lined up perfectly. Neat little stacks of white jeans, skirts, polo and tank-top were neatly stacked. Besides that were neat stacks of pajamas. Each one with black and white. White shorts for boys, and black t-shirt. Girls white long pants and a black long sleeve. Everyone had a puzzled expression. There was no doors but only one window. It was sealed tightly closed. You tried rattling it but it was solid. "You will live here for the rest of your life, never seeing your family again or anything. You will be released when your time is up, or you give me what you owe. The rest of your questions will be answered if you survived." a menacing laugh came and the connection was broken.
Rules ~What I say GOES ~If it isn't in the rules it must count ~Limited ROMANCE ~ No ubering and g-modding ~I will allow you to tell secret when I tell you to ~Do not RP until I accept ~Secret must not be a power ~Limited up to 2 characters
Character Sheet~
Name (First and last required): Gender: 4ge(13-80): Nationality: Secret: Appearance: Personality: Bio (REQUIRED): Sample of RPing (REQUIRED): Others:
My CS:
Name (First and last required): Bryce Tierce Gender: Male 4ge: 14 Nationality: Russian, Polish, American Secret:Has a bionical arm. Appearance: Bryce has tan skin. He is 6'2 and weighs 125. He has raven brown hair with cold gray eyes. He has cheek bones and a scar over crossing his cheek. Personality: Harsh, quiet, stern, intelligent Bio (REQUIRED): Bryce was a normal 14 year old boy. Until the accident came. No one knew how it happened. His bionical arm was kept a secret and he always hid it from his parents or anyone. Sample of RPing: (I don't need to do cause I creator) Other: N/A
Name (First and last required): Mia Tierce Gender: Female 4ge:15 Nationality: Russian, Polish, American Secret: Caused a fire and killed her parents. She also has a bionical arm. Appearance: Mia has raven brown hair with green eyes. She is 5'1 and weighs 115. She has the same exact slender face and cheek bones as her brother. Personality: Outgoing, funny, active, musical, smart Bio (REQUIRED): Mia knew she had to forbid telling her secret to anyone. She never knew how it happened. Sample of RPing: N/A Other: N/A
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:32 AM |
| (I will join, but any specific requirements for the sample? What do we have to be doing in the sample?) |
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:33 AM |
Name (First and last required): Jutin Weslock Gender: M 4ge(13-80): 16 Nationality: American Secret: ? Appearance: Tan skin, 6'3, weighs 130 Personality: Nice, Caring Bio (REQUIRED): Was taken when he was 15, and was there for a year Sample of RPing (REQUIRED): Escape(?) Others: N/A
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:34 AM |
(Just to show your an experience RPer. Just like this is a example.
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I walked through the brittle November day. My finger tips brushing against the shop's windows. The wet window giving me the shivers down my spine. I stopped and thought. Just wondering how was I going to survive this brittle winter. Out of nowhere I fell. My face hitting the cold concrete floor. The damp snow on my face. |
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:35 AM |
| (Mush accepted. Of course.) |
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:36 AM |
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I am walking out of a café, and into a ally way, where some people grab me, and knock me out when I strugle to get free, when I wake up, a man is talking to me, then I faint again |
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:37 AM |
| (I dont get what the secret means...) |
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:39 AM |
| (Something dark and stuff. Did something bad or something.) |
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:39 AM |
| (Supplied the bombs for 9/11) |
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:43 AM |
(Now we wait?)
(Am I a admin :D?) |
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:45 AM |
(!)
(YAY!)
(Yall evver heard of them huger game series?) |
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:45 AM |
Name (First and last required): Boralé Caina Gender: Male 4ge(13-80): 15 Nationality: Canadian Secret: Vampirism(this okay?) Appearance: Red eyes, pale skin, brown hair, 5'8" Personality: Quiet, sinister at times, kind. Bio (REQUIRED): He was born that way, and his parents kept it hidden. He was actually born around the 1940's, and keeps wandering, going to orphanages a good distance between, and ending up with a new family every so often. Sample of RPing (REQUIRED):(You've RPed with me, do I need to?) Others: |
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:47 AM |
| (May I be spainish instead?) |
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:47 AM |
| (Yes. Accepted and down't need to kirby.) |
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:48 AM |
| (We should make a hungergames RP!) |
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:49 AM |
(Mm-akay!)
Character Sheet~
Name: Aalianna "Allie" Jones Gender: Female 4ge: 14 Nationality: British, American Secret: Mute. Allie used to be a singer, and when she went mute, she ran away from her parents and became orphan so nobody would chase her and try to get her to sing. She used to have a british accent. Appearance: She has sleek blonde hair and hazel eyes. She (used to) changes her clothes every day, when she got caught though, she wears a black denim skirt and white tee and shoes. Personality: Let's just say she's... unpredictable. Bio: Since Allie is mute, her friends used to communicate by reading her emotions and such. She soon got caught and put here. Sample of RPing (REQUIRED): I strolled down the sidewalk of a street. The cold, chilling wind of November tickled my spine. As I walked along, I listened to the soothing song of the birds high in the trees. All of a sudden, I felt a hand snatch my shoulder. He pulled me into a van. If I could've talked, I would have said, "You jerk! Let go of me!". He locked me in, and pulled a tight seatbelt over me. He jumped into the front seat, shut the door loudly and slammed on the gas pedal. We went speeding down the street. All of a sudden I heard this ringing sound. I just couldn't bear it. I passed out. Other: The RP sample is how Allie got caught. |
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:51 AM |
| (Accepted but the clothes have to be the specific clothes I wrote down. Other then that accepted.) |
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:51 AM |
Brittish acsents are the best :3)
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:54 AM |
(Let's start! Will just accept people along the way.)
Bryce
I looked down at my shoes. Polish neatly. I grunted as I moved towards my bed. I sat down. My secret will be revealed to this group. I pulled away the makeup from my skin. My bionically arm.
Mia
I watched as Bryce moved. My secret. A tear rolled down as I sat down in a chair, |
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| 30 Oct 2011 10:56 AM |
| (Whats happening? Im lost already x3) |
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