Race_Of_Glory
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- Posted: Sat, 31 Mar 2012 04:25:17 +0000
So I'm trying another role play, maybe this one will keep people's attention. sweatdrop
Main Idea: This RP is about a bunch of highschool students and how they cope with the dramas of family and romance of their personal and school lives. As we journey through the new school year, there will be many twists and turns. But what waits for us at the end of the tunnel? A turn of events that will change their lives forever. You may have "one" special ability or you can be a mythical creature. (Vamp, Faerie etc..) But only choose one or the other! (You could remain human too.) No hints or comments as to what your ability is or who you really are. It's called the Black Law. A law that is imprinted on all mythical creatures, that they keep their real identities a secret from anyone, or else they will be cursed. (You can choose what your curse is too, but don't say anything about it. That is between you and your character.)
Have fun!
(Please use the third person point of view when writing to limit any confusion.)
Name: Chris Chevalier (Shev-a-lee-er)
Age: 17
Hair: Jet black
Eyes: Deep blue
Personality: Sarcastic, conniving, persistent, short-temper, merciful
Likes: Art, Winter Olympics, Road Trips, Photography
What people say about this character: He's a stud. Very athletic. He's seems threatening, but a nice guy when you get to know him.
About: He comes from a rich family. His father owns a company in Eastern China and travels alot. He has four older brothers and a younger sister. Mother passed away after little sister was born.
--Chris's Dream--
Chris was walking through the halls of the school, disregarding the boy he had so rudely knocked into. He sighed as he caught view of Annie, his girlfriend. She was beautiful as ever, with her long blonde hair, tied in orange bows. Suddenly, he stood still and couldn't get himself to move. He looked down. His blood felt like it was on fire. He looked up. Everything around him began to fade away. His family, his friends and everything he ever accomplished. It all went dark and all that was left was Annie in that empty hall.
Annie caught his gaze with those dark brown eyes. "Chris, why are you so sad?" She asked him. He screamed. "It's your fault you freaking idiot! Why did you have to leave when I needed you most? Now everything is falling apart. I'm losing everything!" She lowered her head. "Chris, you will fall to your own destruction. Please keep your head up, everything will be okay, I love you." "You lie! I never want to see you again!" At that moment, Annie dissappeared and Chris was all alone in the black pit of nowhere.
--Stansfield Academy--
Chris walked in through the front doors. The halls were empty and classes had begun. Chris's motorcycle wouldn't start this morning and he had to resolve to plan B. He walked to school, taking his time of course. Looking at the sunrise, catching a glimpse of the water fountain in the town square, even admiring the statues scattered around the park. Chris hated routines and this was one of them. He let himself believe his life was just a conspiracy to lead him to his own destruction. Because of this, he didn't deny himself the simple pleasures in the world. Walking towards his locker, he shivered. Realizing just where he was. "The halls were empy in my dream as well." He thought to himself.
Main Idea: This RP is about a bunch of highschool students and how they cope with the dramas of family and romance of their personal and school lives. As we journey through the new school year, there will be many twists and turns. But what waits for us at the end of the tunnel? A turn of events that will change their lives forever. You may have "one" special ability or you can be a mythical creature. (Vamp, Faerie etc..) But only choose one or the other! (You could remain human too.) No hints or comments as to what your ability is or who you really are. It's called the Black Law. A law that is imprinted on all mythical creatures, that they keep their real identities a secret from anyone, or else they will be cursed. (You can choose what your curse is too, but don't say anything about it. That is between you and your character.)
Have fun!
(Please use the third person point of view when writing to limit any confusion.)
Name: Chris Chevalier (Shev-a-lee-er)
Age: 17
Hair: Jet black
Eyes: Deep blue
Personality: Sarcastic, conniving, persistent, short-temper, merciful
Likes: Art, Winter Olympics, Road Trips, Photography
What people say about this character: He's a stud. Very athletic. He's seems threatening, but a nice guy when you get to know him.
About: He comes from a rich family. His father owns a company in Eastern China and travels alot. He has four older brothers and a younger sister. Mother passed away after little sister was born.
--Chris's Dream--
Chris was walking through the halls of the school, disregarding the boy he had so rudely knocked into. He sighed as he caught view of Annie, his girlfriend. She was beautiful as ever, with her long blonde hair, tied in orange bows. Suddenly, he stood still and couldn't get himself to move. He looked down. His blood felt like it was on fire. He looked up. Everything around him began to fade away. His family, his friends and everything he ever accomplished. It all went dark and all that was left was Annie in that empty hall.
Annie caught his gaze with those dark brown eyes. "Chris, why are you so sad?" She asked him. He screamed. "It's your fault you freaking idiot! Why did you have to leave when I needed you most? Now everything is falling apart. I'm losing everything!" She lowered her head. "Chris, you will fall to your own destruction. Please keep your head up, everything will be okay, I love you." "You lie! I never want to see you again!" At that moment, Annie dissappeared and Chris was all alone in the black pit of nowhere.
--Stansfield Academy--
Chris walked in through the front doors. The halls were empty and classes had begun. Chris's motorcycle wouldn't start this morning and he had to resolve to plan B. He walked to school, taking his time of course. Looking at the sunrise, catching a glimpse of the water fountain in the town square, even admiring the statues scattered around the park. Chris hated routines and this was one of them. He let himself believe his life was just a conspiracy to lead him to his own destruction. Because of this, he didn't deny himself the simple pleasures in the world. Walking towards his locker, he shivered. Realizing just where he was. "The halls were empy in my dream as well." He thought to himself.