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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 1:20 am
【Welcome to Gloomsville!】 An xXRumpleteazerXx production inspired by: Both Boredom & Inspiration~.¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ In a Victorian mansion on the outskirts of Gloomsville lives Ruby Gloom. Some kids might be afraid of the dark, the eccentric neighbours and the unknown things that dwell in the closet, but Ruby is different - she befriends these strange and sometimes scary creatures. In fact, Ruby finds them all delightful. She pays no attention to their unusual appearances, perceptive only to their hearts and souls. As Ruby likes to point out "Always look on the bright side - unless of course the dark side is your bright side and that's okay too!" Ruby's perfect day is a gloomy one, full of creativity and adventure with her offbeat circle of friends. {This description was given by Wikipedia.org}
However...
Those were the good old days before Skullboy actually found the long lost relatives he had been searching for. Things simply weren't quite the same without him, so Frank and Len ended up trying out for a 'Battle of the Bands' in Doomsville and (who would have thought) won. So they went on tour. Poe and Doom Kitty, of course, stayed behind in Gloomsville...But for seven years, its pretty much been just us girls.
(A twist on the popular canadian television show) [Ruby is now twenty years old (instead of 13 like the television show, and we shall be using real life pictures instead of the adorable animated pics. Optional twist~[In combination with the movies: Halloweentown, Ruby is not just a 'doll' she is a 'living dead doll'. Which means that sometimes the occassionall piece of skin, or something, will fall off and require being sewn back on. Ruby will only loose the occassional bit of flesh such as an eyelid or at most an eye. Anything that requires bones falling off will only be able to done by Skullboy.)]
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 1:25 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 3:36 am
[ Rules ] Yes, I am going to be a goober and write out the rules in paragraph form. First off, this is a onexone rp, and for the remainder of the day I am going to be accepting applications for the role of either Skullboy or Ruby. I was hoping to play ruby, but I'll love to play either role whee Unless otherwise begged and pleaded (Asked) by multiple (2) people, this role-play will remain a one x one.
As for writing ability, be forwarned that my average posting size ranges from two to 12 paragraphs. When I'm really inspired, I sometimes write cut-scenes, so if your not intimidated by my creative expression we'll get along just fine even if five paragraphs is your usual limit. I write more than one paragraph; so I expect at least one a day. Even, or I should say: especially, if your braindead. (Real life happens, I'm just stating a hopeful goal). Font must be anywhere between 9-11, unless your character is talking very loudly.
I love decorated posts, so please use at least one good-sized picnik-edited photograph for your character. (Or any NPCs like Misery/etc, or new characters that you want to add.) The only limitations to the post skeleton are these: Please, please, do not use colors like this. See how you had to squint to read it? Yeah, please don't do that all the time. I love when you add lyrics and pretty little images to the sides, tops, or bottoms of your post; but, don't drown your post in the decor. I'd like to be able to focus on the written portion instead of glancing to all sides every other line like an ADHD child. :3 Which means please limit yourself to not use flashing gif images very often. One at the top or bottom will be fine and dandy.
As for foul language, I am not opposed to it popping up every so often. Ruby and Skull are, after all, adults in this little twisted remix; so the occassional swear word it okay so long as it doesn't become a habit. (I never saw them being the types to grow up into swear-ers; but, whatever floats your boat. I have 'censor fingers' just to warn you. So I'll bleep everything out for you anyway.)
As for 'intimate scenes' I will behave as most PG.13 movies behave and have the scene 'dim out into blackness' or otherwise intitled: skip until later. I am not afraid of that kind of a thing happening to add plot to a story-line; but, I am afraid of rping it out or being asked to the PMs. (Thats a 'couples' thing to me, that should not be done on here anyway, so I will always skip.) I doubt this subject will come up in this role-play unless you PM me and suggest it; however, I must type this to cover myself and let you be aware of how I run things.
If you happened to be a good little goober and read through these rules: Congratulations! *hands you a cookie.* It shows you are intrigued enough to debate possibly joining. So let me add that the story and reservation form are right below this post, so remember to title that PM your going to send me with: 'Living dead girl'. Depending on how many want the role...I'll go with whoever wants it more. :3
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 7:32 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 7:43 pm
Time/Weather/Etc _______________________________________________________________________________________________________ ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ [ ]Sunny/clear skies, [ ]Cloudy, [ ]Thunderstorm, [x]rain, [ ]snow, [ ]blizzard.
[ ]Morning, [ ]Noon, [x]Afternoon, [ ]Dusk, [ ]Evening.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Couples/Family ties revealed in the rp.None yet...Currant happenings~ (Check here every so often for updates.). Skullboy is spending a lot of time at the graveyard, avoiding Ruby.
Etc~ . Nothing yet
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 7:57 pm
I just have to keep looking on the bright side.
  Like every other glorious day in Gloomsville, it was raining outside. Sitting inside the second floor of a grand victorian mansion, Ruby continued to tap her fancy pen against the blank page of her journal. Completely out of her character, Ruby hadn't been able to write anything more than a sentence. So Skull moved back in...were the only words Ruby had been able to pen. ' What am I supposed to feel about this?', Skullboy had been her friend all those years ago, even if she did have a crush on him. Just seeing him again had made her realize she still suffered from that crush, which was not something she could write about in her journal.
But for some reason Skull kept avoiding her, or at least, it certainly felt that way. ' Is that some way of telling me he doesn't like me that way?', It seemed to be the most logical explaination, besides the possibility that Skullboy had a crush on her. She could continue to sit her on this gloomy day and daydream, or she could dress nice, leave her room, and ask him if there was something on his mind. ' I'll need an excuse...Whats an excuse...'
Looking around the sitting room, All Ruby could find was a black and white sock-pupped named: Mr. Buns. ' Strange...I don't remember leaving him there.' Thinking on the matter, she couldn't come up with a reasonable excuse. Before an idea popped into her head. ' A movie! I could ask him if he'll come to our movie night.' A blush heated her face at the idea of him attending, even if Iris and Misery were coming along as well. That would certainly make things better, not give Skull the wrong idea. ' Pfft! These are just old feelings trying to rise from the grave, I'm sure I'm just over-reacting.' But with a pursed lip, she wasn't sure she believed that thought. Running into her room, she disappeared into her closet.
Changing into her classic black dress with her black knee-high gothic boots, Ruby slipped out of her room and playfully poked her nose in every open room trying to find him before finally knocking on the door of his old room. It was raining today, so he certainly wouldn't have gone to the cemetary to chat with the skele-tunes. As she waited for a noise of some sort like footsteps to alert her that the room wasn't empty, Ruby fidgeted with her hair in the reflection of a hallway mirror for a second. Seeing that her hair was decent, she waited.
XXXXXXXXXXOf the dark side...
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