Drow509
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| 08 Dec 2012 01:04 PM |
[NOTICE: CONSOLE 224-142 IS OFF.] [STARTING IN: COMPATIBILITY MODE] [initializing startup…] [BOOT COMPLETE: 3 MODULES FAILED 1 SKIPPED] USER: (hidden) PASS: (hidden) [technology_united_engineering_corp]
[load: exposition] [Initializing: exposition…] [complete]
-[Introduction]-
You come to your senses in a medium sized oblong concrete room, lit by slits in the wall far above your reach. Not like you could fit in it anyways.
Taking a look around you notice you are in an infirmary of some sort and that there are others laying on the raised metal beds around you. IV racks, small cubbies, and medical trays litter the floor with the latter spattered with a clear liquid. Near the entrance to the room, a massive aperture cut straight through the concrete, sits a laboratory white desk that is a severe contrast with the dull, faded colors of the rest of the room. Atop the desk is a clipboard with a pencil by it, looking as if someone had just abandoned it.
Most interestingly of all, however, are the series of cameras set up almost as high as the windows. They carefully track your movements, but do not appear to be malignant in any way... Yet.
“Hello! Glad to see that the anesthetic wore off nicely.” A booming and rather friendly voice says from unseen intercoms. “You were successfully chosen from a large pool of signatures to participate in our experiments involving, but are not limited to: situational awareness, intelligence, ingenuity, emotional reaction, and resourcefulness. Please proceed into the next room for briefing.
"If you are suffering from amnesia, please refer to the notes on the table. If you fear you are suffering from any other sort of disorder or disease, please stay behind after the others have left for immediate removal. Thank you!” There is an audible clicking noise as the unseen individual hangs up.
[closing…] [load: help] [complete]
-[Spare Information/Rules]-
This roleplay is a bit experimental, just to see how it will play out. It has a variety of ideas I’ve brainstormed over the years, largely including the restriction of explanation of your surroundings and purpose to only what your character knows themselves. Constructive criticism welcome.
No official character sheet, describe yourself in the first couple posts. (An opportunity to do so for people who like to do it fully in the RP will be provided.) (You are also welcome to make your own.)
You can always join; I will be able to fit you in somewhere if you show up late.
YOU ARE ALL HUMANS [with exceptions if you justify your reasoning]. No super strength, telepathy, or other ‘super-powers’. You will need food, water and sleep. Using the restroom is omitted due to how strange that is to roleplay.
No ubering or godmodding.
Trolls are to be ignored.
Swearing and romance are allowed under the user’s digression. As a rule of thumb, keep it about PG-13.
Use both common sense and grammar.
Use story mode RPing, please.
[closing…] [warning: session timed out!] [force_shut_down…] [Goodbye!]
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Drow509
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etboy2
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Drow509
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| 08 Dec 2012 09:58 PM |
| ((Always happy to see any sort of interest. :P)) |
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| 08 Dec 2012 10:06 PM |
I'll join.
Roleplay Na.me: Jake |
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Drow509
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| 08 Dec 2012 10:46 PM |
((When you are ready, start by describing your character a bit and your reactions to your surroundings.))
((I will respond to posts tomorrow.))
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OldMan325
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| 08 Dec 2012 11:12 PM |
| i want to roleplay as a G.@y hunter guy named Sir Hummerluck! |
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| 09 Dec 2012 12:42 AM |
Jake
Jake sat up from the chair he was in. "Ah! You are finally awake, test subject #5718. Welcome to the first test. A friend will greet you shortly after this, IF you solve it. It's your choice to become ally or enemy with him. Let the test commence!"
He was strapped into a leather chair with metal straps. He struggled, but the more he did, the tighter the straps seemed to get. He finally settled his eyes on a blue button on the ceiling. He knew what to do. He had only 2 shots. He shook off his right shoe and threw it up high with his foot. It missed the button. He did the same thing with the other, this time hitting it. The straps released, and Jake stood on his feet at last.
"Ah, I see. Maybe a few tougher tests. But first..."
The heavy metal walls lifted up, and he finally saw... a person.
"Who are you?" Jake asked.
"I'm Crey." The stranger replied.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Jake."
"Where are we?" Crey asked.
"No idea, but all I know is that we gotta get out of here."
"Agreed."
And they both ran out of the room. |
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etboy2
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zacaris
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| 09 Dec 2012 12:51 AM |
| (Really? I just freed myself and met Crey.) |
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etboy2
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| 09 Dec 2012 12:59 AM |
(Story redo, yeah the other one is OP.)
Jake
Jake sat up from the metal table, his head hurting like crazy. He looked at his clothes and everyone else... all the same. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone that was awake.
"Hey!" He called across the room. "Who are you?"
"Crey!" He called out.
"My name is Jake. What are we doing here?"
"I don't know. But let's just go with the flow."
Jake wasn't so crazy about that idea, as a bunch of people unconsious in one room is a little out of the ordinary, but if they were the only two awake, then he might as well listen.
"Good idea." Jake said, but doubt in his voice.
"Just go back to sleep and pretend to be knocked out." Crey fell asleep shortly after that. But Jake didn't want to fall asleep... but he tried. Sooner or later, he did. |
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Drow509
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| 09 Dec 2012 07:51 AM |
((zacaris: start when ready))
((everybody is in control of their own character, unless etboy is okay with you controlling his.)) |
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Drow509
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| 11 Dec 2012 05:59 PM |
((bump for interest, and then I'll respond to the latest player post.))
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| 11 Dec 2012 06:05 PM |
Oh hay, kind sir.
I shall be called, Annabelle. Cause yeah. |
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Drow509
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| 11 Dec 2012 06:14 PM |
((wunderbar))
((just thought of how I'm going to be doing this...))
-Annabelle
You wake along with the others and hear the same cheery voice. "Now, come on, get up and proceed into the next chamber..." It says with the very barest hint of malice. |
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| 11 Dec 2012 06:22 PM |
Annabelle frowns, her light gray-green-blue eyes. (( That is legit my eye color. )) shining lightly in the dull light. She looked around the room slowly, at the medical tools scattered around. It truly was a mess, the question is, whose? Or why?
She softly brushed away her long, blonde hair, now noticing the others standing the room, appearing to be not nearly as confused as she was. |
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Drow509
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| 11 Dec 2012 06:56 PM |
((NPC INSERT GO))
-Annabelle
"Hey, do you have any idea what is going on?" A thin man with dark eyes and a mess of brown hair asks with a squint. "I don't remember signing up for any of this.
"But you did!" The intercom voice interjects. "Just check the table, all the proof you need is sitting right there."
The man looks around quizzically, as if to see if everybody else is just as confused as himself. |
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| 12 Dec 2012 09:07 PM |
| Annabelle shrugs, not really wanting to have to speak to this man. All she wanted was answers, so she went over to look at the table. |
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| 13 Dec 2012 05:10 PM |
| The table has a small coffee stain on it, along with the clipboard, with multiple papers attached, that the voice has refereed to so often. |
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| 13 Dec 2012 06:25 PM |
| Annabelle peers in at the paper, trying to find her name on it. She also looks for a nearby pen or pencil. |
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Drow509
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| 13 Dec 2012 06:31 PM |
There is a pen clipped to the top of the clipboard.
Near the middle of the paper is your name, along with a short description of yourself, ranging from your appearance to your likes and dislikes.
Above all else, however, is your own signature in bold blue ink right next to all of this. |
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| 13 Dec 2012 06:36 PM |
| Annabelle carefully slides the pen off of the clipboard, and signs her name quickly at the end. Then she compares them, even without a memory of it this could prove it. |
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