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| 29 Sep 2011 03:32 PM |
It's 1932 London, Britian. World War is still raging on. A group of children and teens wander these streets, runaways. They have been kicked out of their homes for being gifted. You are one of them, and you have to survive by pickpocketing, or even stealing from food carts. The streets of london show no mercy.
CHARACTER SHEET: Name: A.ge [Infant to a.ge 18]: Gender: Nationality: Appearance: Clothing: Bio: Traits: Gift: Extra/Other [NO G.UNS!!!!]:
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Rules: -LIMITED ROMANCE. -No super humans, voodoo, or anything stupid. -YOU CAN'T BE A DAUGHTER/SON OF A FAMOUS PERSON. -Shape shifters are allowed, but it has to be a certian category, example: Can shapeshift into types of birds. -No dragons, dinosaurs, ect. -Limit of 2 vampires. -Stay active please. :) -No trolling or bullying another roleplay. -Please ask permission from the owner of a character if you want to kill their character off.
This is my alt, my main a.ccount is StickFigureParody.
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| 29 Sep 2011 03:39 PM |
Name: Drake A.ge [Infant to a.ge 18]: 15 Gender: Male Nationality: British Appearance: Spikey strawberry blonde hair, red eyes, pale skin, skinny, nails painted black. Clothing: Black shirt, torn black pants. Bio: Kicked out by his mother, for being a rebel and biting his little sister. Traits: Mildly charming, hates sunlight, anti-social, obsessed with foods colored red, and blood. Gift: Vampireism. Extra/Other [NO G.UNS!!!!]: Found in allyways. |
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| 29 Sep 2011 03:40 PM |
| [Okay, just fill out your character sheet and if I approve, you may roleplay.] |
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| 29 Sep 2011 03:43 PM |
Name:Mark A.ge [Infant to a.ge 18]:15 Gender:Male Nationality:American, family flew to london Appearance:Short brown hair, tan-white skin, blue eyes Clothing:Blue and white plaid jacket and black jeans with white belt Bio:Had a good life, studied well, until my family kicked me out. Traits: Intelligence Gift: N/A Extra/Other [NO G.UNS!!!!]: Gravity coil, grappling hook |
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| 29 Sep 2011 03:44 PM |
Name: Creig Johnstons A.ge [Infant to a.ge 18]: 16 Gender: M Nationality: Irish Appearance: Appearance(Physical): Hair- He has very light hair, almost white (Enter Chelsea) with black tips at the end. It ends near his brows in the front, and near his shirt collar in the back. It is very thin and fine, like a haystack type hairstyle. Extremely straight, matted down.
Eyes- His eyes are light brown around the outsides, getting lighter in the iris nearer to the pupil. They are very calm looking always. Usually large pupils.
Face- His face is fairly jagged, with a sharp chin and cheeks, but his ears are very rounded. He has thin lips and small eyelashes and brows, which are also fairly white.
Physical Features- He stands 5' 8" and weighs just a bit over 170 pounds. He is quite strong, with a fair sized build. His legs are very long, making it easy for him to run quickly, however, his arms are short and fairly thin compared to the rest of his body. (HE HAZ 6 PACK AND BULGING MUSSELZ. Haha, just kidding.)
Skin- He is covered in light brown freckles and has almost no tan whatsoever. His skin is rough and his feet are covered in callouses.
Clothing: Headgear- A small pair of goggles which he managed to find just laying in a pile of rubble. Other than that he keeps his face clean.
Torso- An old grey shirt which he also found in some rubble which he mainly uses on very hot days, otherwise it is concealed by a large parka, which surprise surprise, he found in some rubble.
Legs- The only thing Creig didn't find in some rubble was his pair of jeans, which are now just pieces of tattered, blood covered, stained, wrecked blue strips of fabric.
Shoes- Just some regular old boots that he found attached to what looked like an english soldier.
Bio: He ran away from his foster home in Ireland years ago when he accidentally lifted the house off the ground during supper. The townspeople were going to kill him for this incident, claiming he was one of the German soldiers sent in with one of their fabled war giants.
Traits: He likes to keep quiet and be alone, especially so when it rains in the city. He'll usually end up in an alleyway when that happens.
Gift: He can move objects around, levitate them, himself, a group, etc.
Extra/Other [NO G.UNS!!!!]: A small baseball bat which he found at a dock, must've been dropped by an American, it said "SLUGGER" on it. He likes to drag it around behind him, read his book about the American baseball. He also found a glove a while ago, but then lost it. He still searches for another and someone to play with.
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| 29 Sep 2011 03:46 PM |
| [Declined, gift needs to filled out, and no gravity coil and grappling hook, keep it real, sorry. :C ] |
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| 29 Sep 2011 03:47 PM |
| I put gift, cross out the items |
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| 29 Sep 2011 03:51 PM |
Yay ill start off
Mark
-Wanders the street of london- Man im hungry -Kicks can and keeps walking- Excuse me sir.. -Man walks away- |
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| 29 Sep 2011 03:52 PM |
BAHBAHABAHABAHABH!!! ICK!
Please actually use sentences and not *'s and -'s...
I hate people who "roleplay" like that. |
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| 29 Sep 2011 03:52 PM |
| *'s and -'s means i am doing an action, and i am roleplaying |
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| 29 Sep 2011 03:56 PM |
Name: Cainamordyh A.ge [Infant to a.ge 18]: 15 Gender:Male Nationality: Canadian. He got shipped off because of his gift. Appearance: Beige pants, shirt. Blue eyes, brown hair. 5'9" Clothing:above. Bio: They thought the works he did with his "gift" were evil, so they shipped him off to london, to die in the war. Traits:(?) Gift: Anything he creates(draw, forge, sculpt) he can imbue with a type of power. Extra/Other [NO G.UNS!!!!]:(nothing) |
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| 29 Sep 2011 03:58 PM |
(No, that is what you do in games. This is how you RP here:
General Gorvick entered the meek black room, his silhouette outlined by the blood red light that covered the planet and was now streaming in through the tinted glass windows. He hurriedly moved his small feet across the floor, they pattered with each swift step. Upon reaching the elegant throne of Dictator Rhou, he halted and bent down on one knee, the one that wasn't in a cast and marked with trickles of blood. Through his scarred eye, Rhou looked down at his humbled General and barked, "Arise General." With great effort, Gorvick rose to his feet quickly, but stumbled and had to use his gun to stabilize himself. The bloodstained cast had been on only a day and a half and he couldn't get used to it. "I see you have succeeded in stopping the rebellion in Qumar. (Qumar is one of the economic cities of the planet, focused on trade and prosperity, this bustling work city had been undergoing rioting for the past few days, but that attempt at some freedom under Rhou's rule was extinguished.) This means we will be able to regain control of the city in say, two days time? Yes General?" Rhou boomed. The room they were in was gigantic, with a ceiling so high you could barely see it through the thick fog that would continue to shroud the planet and its jungles. "That is correct, your Dictatorship," Gorvick said, still fumbling around with his leg. "We lost a few of our soldiers, but not any vehicles." --- Alright?) |
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| 29 Sep 2011 03:59 PM |
| There is no correct way of roleplaying, its just different styles, yours are just different. |
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| 29 Sep 2011 04:00 PM |
| (... No offence but only noobs roleplay like that here.) |
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| 29 Sep 2011 04:00 PM |
| (It is looked down upon to do that chat role-play on a forum. PLEASE use First person or third person. It's like writing a story. Think of it that way.) |
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| 29 Sep 2011 04:01 PM |
| Fire you dont have to be rude, just explain like Kirby2good4u did |
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| 29 Sep 2011 04:03 PM |
| Ok, so what do i do to say that I'm doing an action? |
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| 29 Sep 2011 04:05 PM |
| IN all truth is used to be *I rip your face off* on the fourms, "But I like this way much better" I say "But there is no true way, be free" |
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| 29 Sep 2011 04:06 PM |
(It's like a story. If you want to walk....
(char's name here) I walked down the foggy street, kicking a can.) |
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