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 Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 5:17 pm
hai gaiz!
so, 11 and i have decided to start a roleplay! if you want to join make sure you follow these rules:
~please be LITERATE. we dont want any leet or text-speak crap.
~no god-modding
~be respectful of other people's characters.
~conflics here ARE NOT to be carried onin the real world.
~have fun!
if you have a character, use this format please!
roleplayer:
character name:
age:
gender:
personality:
backround:
appearance:
image:
if you have any suggestions of what kind of roleplay you would like, vote in the poll. if you want both(for example) action and fantasty, post them below please.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 6:44 pm
So... I think horror/sci-fi would be pretty interesting... roleplayer: 11thDr_Advocate character name: Axel age: 13 gender: Male personality: Superstitious, Overly Techie-ish, Believes in... ALIENS!!! (All I could think about right now, so he will definitely keep developing throughout the story.) background: Grew up in a random town in Britain. Parents abandoned him when he was 5. Taught himself through stolen books, TV, computer, and radio. His only 'real' friend moved to California two years ago. He continues searching for any clues as to where his parents may be, and how to prove that aliens exist. He carries a fold-up comfy chair with him wherever he goes. appearance: Blonde slicked back hair, blue green eyes, always wears a suit: no apparent reasons to, a lot taller than you would expect. image: Yes. Yes it is David Bowie.
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 10:11 am
roleplayer: greengirlmadster
character name: Cryspin James
Age: 14
gender: female
personality: somewhat sassy, can come off as blunt. reasonable sense of humor.
background: lives a few miles outside of london, in a small farm house. with older brothers, she has little use for manners, but she knows how to use them. She is and avid hourseback rider, and loves her farm with all her heart. When her parents decide that she should go to a boarding school, she runs away from home. She has a secret hide out, deep in the forest. There she lives, with her strawberry-roan horse Sheila.
Appearance: Copper, wavy hair, with freckled skin and dark green eyes. A strong but petite build, she is suprisingly strong.
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 4:31 pm
so....should we just start? poeple can join later if they wanna.
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 4:45 pm
Yeah. You can start it... I can't do that.
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 4:53 pm
righto!
As Cryspin James took a bite of an apple, the sharp crunch echoed through the forest she was currently in. She was sitting in a large willow tree, about 10 feet off the ground. Her beloved horse was sleeping at the base of the trunk. Cryspin leaned her back against the tree and looked up at the sky, admiring how the stars sparkled, and were visable even through a willow's branches.
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 5:31 pm
Axel ran his hands through his hair as he walked through the woods. He had been wandering for a few weeks, and so didn't know where he was. He heard a crunch, and jumped, expecting the worst. He prepared to defend himself against anything. Pulling a old, but sharp machete, he waited.
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 6:53 pm
Cryspin watched with intrest as a boy about her age started at the sound of her apple. She grinned. "Oi, feel free to put that away. And dont you dare hurt my horse while you're at it." she called down. She dropped from her branch and took another bite of her apple, which crunched just as loud as before.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 1:05 pm
Axel slid backwards when the girl dropped down. The machete fell to the ground and stuck there. He looked over at the girl. "Hullo," he said, cheerfully. "My name is Axel. Yours?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 1:34 pm
Cryspin dipped into a faux-curtsey and offered her hand. "Cryspin James. Nice suit." she said smiling. "Tell ya what. If I give you an apple, will you tell me why a young man in a suit carrying a fold up chair is doing in the forest?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 1:44 pm
Axel could feel his cheeks burning. He shook her hand, and then went over to the machete. When he pulled it up, he unfolded the chair and sat down. He pulled out an well used rag to wipe the dirt off it. "Well, first of all, thank you for the compliment. Second, I absolutely hate apples." He looked up at Cryspin. "Also, I've never had any other home. I travel the country through woods and backroads. Why are you here though?
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 1:53 pm
Cryspin scowled at the ground and scuffed up some dirt on the ground. "Well, I used to live in a great big farm house, with my family. But then, they wanted to send me to boarding school, because they didn't think I was a 'proper young lady'"." she said, spitting out the last three words with distain. "And I couldn't let them do that, could I now? So, I took my horse, Sheila, and left. This was about three days ago." she finished. She turned around and scampered back up the tree.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 3:26 pm
"Ah... I've been traveling for..." Axel paused and thought. "Geez... I don't even know." He stood up and put the machete back in it's sheath hanging on his left side.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 3:51 pm
Cryspin grinned down at him from her mossy perch. "Thats cool, though. No parents to tell you what to do, no brothers to push you around, no chores, not anything." She pondered this for a moment. "Hey, you can stay with me!" she offered.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 6:29 pm
Axel gawked at her. "What? If anything, I should be inviting you to come with me!" He folded up the chair and tied it on his back again. He put his hands on his hips and looked at Cryspin. "So?"
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