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| 20 Apr 2012 08:51 AM |
Earth, such a corrupted planet. Many believed after major wars, it would become a much more peaceful world. But they were wrong. World War III arrived. It was a curse to the world. Nuclear bomb and nukes spread the lands, blowing many islands to dust. The war ended many islands around South and Central America was destroyed and even Australia was left as nothing. The nuclear weapons covered the Earth with chemicals. No one knew what the toxic waste. But one day Simon Vexson experimented on rats. The creatures morphed into hamsters. He learned how to make mutants. Everyone was excited. They paid him large amounts of currency to create numerous mutations on volunteers. The mutants help rebuild many cities with their super human powers. But then they became raged with all the work they were giving. They felt as if they were treated like animals. A few was fine, but then armies rose. They brought terror to many countries. Finally years later they were destroyed. That is why Vexson created Central. It is similar to a boarding school. Central is a program held in space craft in first heaven, it is large as a huge state. It consists of two dorms, the right for girls and the left for boys. It comes with a café, Movie Theater, a multi purpose room, a pool room, a fake forest, and an arcade. First they randomly choose orphans and juvenile. They are then escorted to Delta. Delta is grassland filled with teleportation pads. When you register, you are given a white t-shirt, a grey jacket and a pair of pants the same color, raven black boots, and a special watch containing the time and your schedule. After you register and enroll yourself. You stand on your pad and wait for the count down. You are given a schedule: 6:50- 7:00 Homeroom 7:00- 8:00 1st Period 8:00- 9:00 2nd Period 9:00- 10:20 Break 10:20- 11:20 3rd Period 11:20- 12:20 4rth Period 12:20- 1:00 Lunch 1:00- 2:00 5th period, elective (Art, music, choir, writing, PE, theater.) 2:00- 3:00 Athletic Training So, it seems like a regular school, it is not. Every quarter three weeks you are injected with a mutation needle. Every time you are injected it gets stronger. Then when the year is over you are taken to an island once destroyed by the mutants. It is tilted, Siren. No one of the outside world, but Vexson, is to help you. Vexson controls the island, it is his playground. You must eat what your mutant cells allow. The last survivor will have enough money to go to the wealthiest colleges and is sent back to civilization, you may have your mutant cells cured. But if you are the last person to die you will be revived and sent to work as an animal. Are you a survivor? Will you win? *General Rules* 1. No Mary Sues 2. No Godmodding 3.Follow Roblox Rules 4. Stay active unless you have an acceptable excuse 5.Follow Roblox’s terms of service 6.Use “()” when not role-playing. 7. Have acceptable grammar. 8. More rules may yet to come. Character Sheets 9. I can add more rules. 10. You read all of this type, Hope, in Other. *School Rules* Break them at your own risk But Remember If you disobey you pay 1. No profanity 2. Must wear school uniform at all times 3. No abusive actives 4. No romantic affection 5. Respect to all authorizes and all students 6. No drugs or alcoholic references 7. No weapons --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Orphan Name: Gender: A.ge: Race: Grade: (6-12) Grade Average: (A- F) Appearance: Personality: Talent: Elective: Why your parents weren’t there for you: Bio: (1-2 Paragraphs) Fears: Disabilities: Mutant powers: Mutant diet: Roommate: (They must agree.) Other: Why should I accept you?: --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Juvenile Name: Gender: A.ge: Race: Grade: (6-12) Grade Average: (A- F) Appearance: Personality: Talent: Elective: Crimes: Bio: (1-2 Paragraphs) Fears: Disabilities: Mutant powers: Mutant diet: Roommate: (They must agree.) Other: Why should I accept you?: *-My Characters-*
Orphan Name: Akaia Gender: Female A.ge: 14 Race: Japanese Grade: 9th Grade Average: She tries very hard in school making an A in all her subjects but Athletic Training. Appearance: She is very small and fragile. She usually keeps her raven black hair in two fish tail braids. Her skin is bronze color as her eyes are a walnut brown color. Her weight is 98 pounds, while her height is 5’2 feet. She has a birthmark on her right wrist that some people might say it looks like a heart. Personality: She is very sweet and shy, but can be very friendly once she makes friends. She never liked violence and can be frighten easily by it. Talent: She is very good at acting, but is very shy and frighten. Elective: Art Why your parents weren’t there for you: Slaughtered by insane mutants. Bio: When Akaia was only five, her and her mother was picking carrots out. It was winter; carrots grow the best that season. Akaia had her snowy white jacket with little kitten on it. She named the kitten on her jacket the same name her pet kitten has, Rice. She named her, Rice, because she was white as a rice grain. A demonic growl roars in the flowing wind. “What was that?” Akaia’s mother asked as she pulls out an orange carrot out. Akaia just shrugged. The growl is heard again. Akaia father walked out to us with his Kanata. The roar sounded again, but instead of her parents asking questioned, her mother screamed,” RUN!” Her father yelled,” Bravery! Be Strong!” Her parents were chew up by a wild mutant. Akaia ran and ran until she made it to the city. She slept in the alleys, curled up in her jacket. Akaia ate leftovers from restaurant dumpsters. One day a policeman finds Akaia and asked where her parents. She explained about how they were slaughtered. He told her he was honestly sorry but he had to bring her to the orphanages. The orphanage wasn’t so bad, they were quiet and respected their authorities. Akaia was bullied when she was ten. Akaia rice was stolen many times, one day Akaia stood up to her and she knocked Akaia in nose insulting Akaia. Akaia got up and with all her might and tackled the bully. They were both harshly punished, and from that day Akaia promised to herself, not to give in to her anger so quickly. She began to fear bullies and pain. Will she overcome those fears?
Fears: Bullies, pain, and sometimes heights Disabilities: She is very fragile in the beginning because she was offered enough to eat. Mutant powers: Angelic powers- light, healing, in that category Mutant diet: No meat Roommate: Undecided Other: Hope Why should I accept you?: “Please, friend. I mean you no harm, I hope you are the same.” ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Juvenile Name: William Jackson, nicknames himself, Cobra Gender: Male A.ge: 15 Race: American Grade: 10th Grade Average: He tried to make C’s or he will have after school tutoring. He does make an A in Athletic Training. Appearance: Has a black Mohawk just one inch sticking up. He has emerald green eyes and peach skin with yellowish teeth. He has a tattoo of a cobra down his spine. He weights 145 pounds, mostly because of muscle, and he is 6’5 feet. Personality: Hot-headed, a jerk, bossy, can be friendly to the ones who treat him like a king. Talent: Natural Athletic Elective: PE Crimes: School fights, bar brawls, drinking while driving Bio: William Jackson wasn’t such a corrupted young boy until 8th grade. He was always bullied in elementary school and some of middle. His face was once slammed into a locker, he has been cruelly insulted, and some have even told him to just to commit s.uicide. He was abused by his father and always wished to fine his mother. One after William was beaten at school in the 8th grade, William’s father offered him a b.eer. William always denied what his father offered him, because William always believed it was unhealthy for him. But this time he took, he thought it would make him happy because his father was happy with it. From that day on William became the bully and also became Cobra. Fears: Astraphobia- fear of thunder and lighting, he gain this fear because his mother died in a harsh thunderstorm Disabilities: Stubborn, hot-headed, can be cruel Mutant powers: A snake like man. He forms into a raven black scaly creature with his muscles bigger than his usually one. He has this long venomous snake tongue, snake fangs, and yellow snake eyes. He is extremely flexible transformed as he is cold-blooded. Mutant diet: Needs to eat only about once a week, mostly meat, even if it is another being. Roommate: Undecided Other: Hope Why should I accept you?: “Should you be questioning me weakling?” ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Juvenile Name: Alexis Richardson nicknames herself Viper Gender: Female A.ge: 15 Race: American Grade: 10th Grade Average: C’s mostly, two B’s though Appearance: Blond hair with black highlights, blue eyes, peach skin, and a tattoo of a cobra down her right leg, the cobra similar to William’s. She weights 115 mainly because of muscle her height is 5’8 feet. Personality: A snob at times but isn’t afraid to fight and mostly does. She is hot-head and grumpy at times. Talent: She can sing very lovely but strives to become very athletic like William Elective: PE Crimes: Vandalism, theft, school fights Bio: She was a very good and pure girl before William became corrupt. They were good childhood friends. William was older than her by two months; whatever he did she did too. They always stood up for each other. They always backed away from violence and yearn to walk in righteousness. One day William tosses Alexis a b.eer in middle school. “Drink it. You will feel much better,” he informs her as he open it up, taking a sip. “But… Isn’t this bad for you?” She asked him examining it like a science project. “Ah... I thought so too, but once you take your first sip, life is a gift.” She hesitates but spills the b.eer into her mouth. She smiles at him laughing. Then they made their nicknames. That night they went to a tattoo parlor and nailed a mark on them. Fears: Losing William Disabilities: Harsh at times even cruel, snob, stubborn Mutant powers: Like William’s Mutant diet: Like William’s Roommate: Undecided Other: Hope Why should I accept you?: “Do you want to be the last person to be murder, just so I can see you be treated like a wild beast?” *-Simon Vexson-* People know me for my research and work on mutants. Yes, I spent years studying the chemicals of the nuclear weapons. I have worked mostly on rats because after the war they were crawling all over the world. Most people as me if I have ever injected myself. Of course not it seems so rude when I am giving test subjects. Another question I am asked is, why I made this program. I made this program to give the children a hope to win. So they can stand for something and to lower the causalities of the mutants. Just because the mutants ran wild on the streets once doesn’t mean I am going to throw my precious work away. I hope this first year will be one to remember.
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| 20 Apr 2012 08:51 AM |
| (I forgot to mention the curfew is 10:00) |
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| 20 Apr 2012 10:09 AM |
(Bump. Pun: Two pencils decided to have a race. The outcome was a draw. -Plasmapitch-) |
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| 20 Apr 2012 10:16 AM |
| ( And it wasn't like there were too many OD fest high school RPs going around ) |
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| 20 Apr 2012 12:27 PM |
(Bump Quote: We hate some persons because we do not know them; and will not know them because we hate them. -Charles Caleb Colton-)
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| 20 Apr 2012 01:14 PM |
Od
YOU THINK ODING IS OVER DOING THIS IS NOT OVER DONE
THIS IS AN ONLINE DATE-FEST POORLY DONE RP |
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| 20 Apr 2012 01:53 PM |
| (I thought OD was over doing because I looked it up one time on goggle and found that. And when is there dating. If you read the whole thing the school rules said no romantic affection.) |
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| 20 Apr 2012 02:55 PM |
Nobody is gonna join this
stop bumping. |
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| 20 Apr 2012 02:59 PM |
| (Uh... Yea they are, this is a repost of another forum. I know some people who made a CS for this already.) |
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| 20 Apr 2012 03:45 PM |
| I will join! I just need to make a cs.... |
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| 20 Apr 2012 04:21 PM |
Orphan Name: Martin Aelus Gender: Male A.ge: 16 Race: American. ('Murica.) Grade: (6-12) 10th Grade Average: (A- F): A. (Except for physical education, F--, he cannot walk.) (And Computer Technology, A++) Appearance: Medium height, slightly round at the stomach. Personality: Will be rather quiet at first, if he doesn't know you, but if he does, he's pretty lively. Talent: He's pretty good at eating reallyreallyreallyreally quickly, if that's a talent. He can stick three fingers in his belly-button? No? Umm. Well. I got nuthin' Elective: Computer Technology. (Introduction to the world of making computers and robots.) Why your parents weren’t there for you: His father murdered his mother, homicide-suicide type deal. Bio: When Martin was 12, he was sitting in his wheelchair, watching the television. He looked over, and his father was whispering frantically to his wife. "..What's wrong?" "What's wrong?" replied his father. "I'll tell ya what's wrong. Your little bones are causing us debt, the TV, the lights, the water, everything! It's all your fault." He turned to Mother, "And you..." He snatched up a butcher's knife and implanted it in her chest. As she fell, he stopped. "Oh, what have I done." Father looked over to Martin. "I'm a monster..." He placed the knife on his throat, sliiiit. "AHHH!" Yelled Martin, wheeling himself out of the door, "SOMEBODY!" He explained to the next person, he can't remember who, what happened. He quickly got brought to the orphanage. The orphanage sucked. Years of being pampered with fast food and delicious meals from restaurants, it was terrible, and everybody made fun of him and his wheelchair. He never stood up to people, he was always the butt of the joke. He did surpass his students mentally, though Fears:Sponges. Dogs. Lemons. Creeps. Heights. Spiders. Sharp objects. Spiders. And bugs. But mostly spiders. Disabilities: He has a brittle bone disease, which means he can't walk, or do anything too difficult. He has a wheelchair. Mutant powers: Along the lines of mental capacity, braaaain powers. Mutant diet: meat, meat and meat. (Did I say meat?) Roommate: (They must agree.) Undecided Other: Hope Why should I accept you?: "Why shouldn't you? Umm, I'm a human being, and I have no parents. Life is pretty rough, and I need this. Really need this." |
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| 20 Apr 2012 04:22 PM |
| In the final sentence of the bio, I meant peers, not students, apologies. |
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| 20 Apr 2012 04:24 PM |
| (Accepted, and good character for the story when we get much much deeper into it.) |
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| 20 Apr 2012 04:29 PM |
| (Your character may die though.) |
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| 20 Apr 2012 04:31 PM |
| (I made him for dying, but if he can make another friend, he might be able to make it pretty far.) |
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| 20 Apr 2012 04:32 PM |
Orphan Name: Archos B. Diua Gender: Male A.ge: 15 Race: Britain (English) Grade: 10th Grade Average: Mostly in the A’s but will drop down to B’s and C’s on an off day.
Appearance: Chocolate brown hair with slight curls at the ends, Hair ends a little below his ears and his side bangs sweep to the right, Stands at 5’4, His iris is a deep green colour with white flecks, The pupil spreads out near the top, bottom, left and red, giving it a compass or diamond feel to it. His left eye is bandaged up due to white scales forming around it, Light white skin, dimple on the left side of his mouth(he hates this).
Personality: Archos is an obvious introvert who feels incredibly uncomfortable in large groups of people. He most often chokes when he has to say or do something in front of a large crowd. He is an easy blusher and usually hides his face in one of the many books he has with him. Despite keeping to himself Archos can never be mad at anyone and finds himself forgiving most people easily, Wears a black fedora hat with a red band.
Talent: He has quite the talent for baking, sewing and knitting. They’re rather girly things but he finds comfort in doing them. He chose writing as an elective because his mind is always scattered with things that disturb him, writing is the only thing that helps. Elective: Writing Why your parents weren’t there for you: His mother died during birth, his father was murdered four years after. Homicide case turned cold and killer was never caught. Had a twin who was adopted before him.
Bio: In the orphanage Archos usually was with his twin sister playing alone. When she left he had nobody to turn to. The only solitude room in the house was the library which he spent countless hours in just reading. After some time he alienated himself, he wasn’t sure about most social interactions other than the ones in books. When confronted he acted slightly bitter or ignored them, attempting to push them away.
Fears: Imperfection, His own upcoming insanity, His peers. Disabilities: Random migraines, too shy to speak up, Mutant powers: Superhuman agility, Enhanced memory, Currently growing poisonous fangs. Mutant diet: He can only eat meat and dairy a select few times. Roommate:/anyone Other:Hope Why should I accept you?: “If you do not, I shall move on." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Juvenile Name: Darcy T. Dalla Gender: Female A.ge: 15 Race: Britain (English) Grade: (6-12) Grade Average: Ranges from B-C, so mostly B-’s and C+’s
Appearance: Black hair that is slightly below the length of her shoulders and is almost always bunched up and placed at the left side of her face, Her hair is naturally curly at the ends, Red eyes which used to a pale blue, Rounded face with a light white skin, Slightly curvy body which seems a tad underdeveloped, stands at 5’6, prefers loose clothing.
Personality: Darcy is a rather curious and dangerous troublemaker, she likes to be involved in a lot of things at once and is almost always willing to try everything just once, as long as they don’t go into her moral standards. She likes to tease and poke fun at people ever day and even when it’s not appropriate, she feels laughter is the best way to cope with a situation, although, nobody really cares for her dark humour.
Talent: She has a rather nice singing voice, although she only likes to sing in an ensemble and rarely ever sings solo. Elective: Choir Crimes: Theft, Assault(Claims “accidental”), Identity theft, Forgery and Perjury.
Bio: Darcy’s life of crime started with sheer wonder, she always wanted to do things others had never dared. Her life was not bad, it was rather normal, she just lusted for something more than her average day. People began to see her as strong and ready to do anything, which she liked. Being female others had always thought of her as “un-able” so she was simply happy to prove them wrong.
Fears: That people will see her weaknesses or her emotions. She wants to keep an image of undoubted confidence rather than an insecure weakling. Disabilities: Gives in too easily to challenges, overtly curious Mutant powers: Intangibility,Lunarkinesis Mutant diet: She is to eat nothing with grains in them. Roommate:/anyone Other:Hope Why should I accept you?: “What’s not to accept?"
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