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| 02 May 2012 12:13 AM |
We're all normal kids, really! But, it seems we don't lead normal lives anymore. He kidnapped us when he could, when He got the chance He'd take us. I guess we were meant to die in His prison, it seems that way at least. We can't remember our parents much, but we know they probably miss us. And if our parents knew Him, they'd know he was an odd-ball kind of guy, the kind of man who'd do this.
We used to live in nice warm houses, with everything we'd need, and more than that, really. Our parents would buy us presents and gifts, that we truely didn't need. We'd take it for granted, though. We wouldn't make the most of our freedom while we had it. I guess, we though playing with toys and computers and things was better. Well, we realize we made a mistake, not playing outside, going to the pool, and such.
Our lives have changed drastically, and all we want now, is to go home, away from Him. But He has guards the watch us. But we plot when we can, plot plans to escape. If we can escape from Him and his guards, I'm sure we'll be able to find our ways home, truely I think that. Someday we'll escape from His clutches, and we'll go back to our lives, but for now, that's just a dream.
A dream that might come true. -------------------- Rules~
Limited romance, keep it PG. Limited swearing, we don't want this taken down because you can't control your swears. Normal ROBLOX rules apply. Normal forum rules apply. Be nice. Don't puppeteer, uber, be a mary-sue...etc. ---------- If you read EVERY rule put, 'A dream to come true' in other on the character sheet. -------------------- Charcter Sheet~
Name: (First and Last)
A.ge:
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Eye color(s):
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Clothes:
Items: (No weapons)
Other: -------------------- Have fun and follow the rules! |
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| 02 May 2012 12:25 AM |
Charcter Sheet~
Name: Dacyah Collins.
A.ge: 15.
A.ppearence:
Long, straight red hair, with darker red streaks. Dacyah is tall for her age, tall for a sixteen year old, too, at seven feet, five inches. She has pale skin. Dacyah is also quite skinny, on account of the children are fed what looks like sloppy joe meat which is mixed with spinach and celary.
Eye color(s):
She has dull green eyes with light and dark green flecks. Her eyes used to be bright, but the color dulled after a while.
Personality:
Dacyah's old friends, the ones who haven't been captured, would say Dacyah is girly. But, her family says she's goth. Dacyah also, is easily offended and such. People describe her as moody, and moody is an easier way to describe her.
Clothes: A white tank-top with a black design of swirls at the bottom. Blue, bleached, skinny jeans, and gray boots. Dacyah also wears a skull clip in her hair to say she's goth.
Items: (No weapons) A few markers, a notebook, some paperclips and an ink eraser.
Other: A Dream to Come True. |
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| 02 May 2012 11:49 PM |
| (DO I REALLY NEED TO KEEP BUMPING THIS?) |
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ShagFace
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| 02 May 2012 11:51 PM |
This looks interesting.
Name: Christopher Wilkes
A.ge: 15
Appearance: Very tall, skinny. Shaggy, fairly long brown hair
Eye color(s): Sepia Brown
Personality: Has quite some impatience, gets frustrated a lot, but a really likable guy once you get to know him.
Clothes: Raggy old red hoodie, regular blue jeans, average green and white runners, and wears a Toronto Maple Leafs cap.
Items: A jagged rock and a pen.
Other: Really likes to think strategic, tries to get to know the layouts and dimensions of any kind of trap he's in. |
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ShagFace
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| 02 May 2012 11:52 PM |
| (Btw, I forgot. A dream to come true, I read the rules.) |
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| 02 May 2012 11:57 PM |
| (Accepted. Shall we begin? Or shall we wait?) |
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owenster
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| 03 May 2012 12:50 AM |
| I'm back jethro he's offline wanna keep going? |
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owenster
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| 03 May 2012 12:51 AM |
| Btw I kind of already did this to called the pitiful morning. |
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| 03 May 2012 02:03 AM |
Name: Olivia (Nickname Ollie) Bryant
A.ge:14
A.ppearence: Olivia has wispy blonde hair that rests just above her shoulders, a fair complexion, a cupids-bow mouth and an angular nose. She is of average height, but is far too petite for her age. She almost never smiles anymore, and when she does, it never reaches her eyes.
Eye color(s): Her eyes are a piercing maya blue, with a navy ring around the outer edges. The flash whenever she shows a bit of emotion, which is not very often.
Personality: Olivia is a curious, intuitive, pacifist who seems to be on the edge of insanity. Although she's formed a hard shell to keep her world form collapsing, she is very thoughtful and only wants to please everybody else. As she may seem a bit different at times, she only wants to be accepted. Olivia is a perfectionist, and will not leave anything unfinished.
Clothes: She is wearing a faded grey sweater, wrinkled cargo pants, and high lace-up boots. She wears two stud earrings, and always carries around her handbag.
Items: (No weapons)A small canvas handbag, containing: A compact mirror, A copy of Wuthering Heights, sticky notes, and a pen. She also has a plastic yellow rain poncho.
Other: Olivia (But you can call her Ollie) loves to write. Poems, stories, anything really. She writes everything down on her sticky notes, which she keeps in her bag.
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| 05 May 2012 12:21 AM |
| (accepted...gotta check something...) |
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| 05 May 2012 12:33 AM |
Name: Masquerade. (A nick-name, after growing up in an as.ylum, I don't know my name.)
A.ge: 16
A.ppearence: I wear a black, quality, custom-made, verticaly-striped tuxedo set, with a red checkered tie. I wear expensive black leather shoes, with a rather fancy fedora. Most strangley of all though, I wear a sickening, white mime mask, that strikes fear into any of the faint of heart. My hair is a sort of messy, dark-blonde, curly and slightly long style.
Eye color(s): One blue, one a sort of orangey colour.
Personality: Confident and calm, yet my men.tal issues cause random mood changes. Also, the fact I don't talk much and tend to avoid getting to close to other people can make me seem some-what shy.
Clothes: Wait....I put this in apear.ence, most CS just have apear.ence as general looks...
Items: Pen'n'notepad. (A classic, most of my characters have it.)
Other: Darn, I forgot...Was it something like "A dream to come true"?
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| 05 May 2012 12:38 AM |
| (accepted....And...I believe I'm not gonna get a good sleep tonight, darn creepypasta. BEN AND SMILEY DOG, WTF IS UP WITH THEIR FACES!!!* |
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| 05 May 2012 12:39 AM |
| (shall we start? I wanna RP while I can before bed, you know, Slenderman is actually pretty cool to me. Yes, he's fake, but its still pretty cool.) |
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| 05 May 2012 12:42 AM |
| (Well, I'm alright to start whenever, it's 6:42 AM here, so I got all day.) |
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| 05 May 2012 12:51 AM |
Dacyah~
I looked at a few other kids. Then, I looked out of the cell. I sighed. I mumbled something to myself then said, "We have to get out of here! We'll escape, I swear!" |
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| 05 May 2012 12:55 AM |
~Masquerade~
Escape...That word....The sudden craving for it...Escape meant freedom. Freedom meant happiness. But no, this is how I shall go. Locked away in this small iron room untill the cold hands of age drag me to the lands of death. Escape...
but could it really be possible? |
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vladmir12
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| 05 May 2012 01:09 AM |
Name: Vlad Mantyz
A.ge: 17
A.ppearence: White male, short black hair, 6'3, and slender.
Eye color(s): brown
Personality: He hardly ever feels any guilt, paranoid, shy, quiet and short tempered
Clothes: Blue jeans, white T-shirt, army boots, and a black hoodie
Items: A half burned post card
Other:
A dream come true |
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| 05 May 2012 01:17 AM |
(accepted)
Dacyah~
I closed my eyes. I wanted to plot, I was so immuture before this...but...now...I just couldn't. I was muture, I wasn't the old Dacyah Collins. I was new, new to this version of myself. I wailed in my mind, knowing I couldn't plot anymore, at least for now. |
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vladmir12
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| 05 May 2012 01:21 AM |
~Vlad~
I look around the room with my eyes wide open. I was looking around at the kids studying them trying to find who was out to get me. |
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| 05 May 2012 01:24 AM |
Dacyah~
I saw the guards come near. I looked around, worriedly. "Who here is the newest?" I asked, in a low whisper. It was loud enough for everyone in the cell to hear, though. |
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| 05 May 2012 01:27 AM |
~Vlad~
I look at the girl who asked the question. I thought to my self that I should not say anything she could be a spy or a killer. I sat the quietly my eye never leaving the girl. |
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| 05 May 2012 01:30 AM |
Dacyah~
My eyes were full of worry. I looked around the room. "Tell me..." I said, kind of desperately. "The guards are coming to get the newest person..." I wailed silently in my head again. |
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