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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 1:41 pm
The Crossing Welcome to 'The Crossing', an RP created by myself, set in a modern era but in a city created by myself, called Motega (read FAQ to find out about it).
The main idea of this RP is the world of the dead and the world of the living, and that the further this RP goes in the more the two will be able to interact with each other. It changes every 2 pages, so make sure you know what page you're on to fully understand your characters capabilities in interactive with the other world.
Table of Contents: Post 1.) Introduction Post 2.) The Story So Far Post 3.) Signing Up Post 4.) Current RPers Post 5.) Rules Post 6 +.) The Game
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 1:46 pm
The Story So Far The world of the dead and the world of the living had gone untouched by each other for nearly a millenia, but something disturbing has happened - the two have started melding into each other, meaning each other can see each other and every day the two are being able to see each other more clearly and interact with each other.
The bad thing about this is - not all of the dead stay dead, and what will happen when every serial killer and criminal come back from deathrow?
Can YOU fix this problem before it gets out of hand?
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 1:53 pm
Signing Up When you sign up, please 'PM' me with the form, as I don't want this thread to get cluttered with forms, okay?
Thanks!
The form you'll have to fill in and PM me with is here:
Form: Username: Character Name: Character Age: Character Gender: Character Biography: Alive/Dead: Appearance: (text or an image will do)
Just copy and paste that into a PM and fill it in, then send it to me, 'DaleLuck1313', and I'll see if there is any spaces for you (and there probably will be, so don't worry).
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 2:02 pm
Current RolePlayers: Username: DaleLuck1313 Character Name: Thomas Felicis Character Age: 13 Character Gender: Male Character Biography: Orphaned at birth, he grew up in the Summer Well's Orphanage, where he lived all of his life. One day, in the year 2007, he was to be adopted, but once he got back from school and he went to the orphanage to meet his new parents, he found it to be up in flames. He dashed through the front door in an attempt to help his friends and find his new family, but all he could do was hear their screams from inside and he was left crying on the floor. There were no survivors, and so he hung himself in the new orphanage out of grief and depression. Alive/Dead: Dead Appearance: Thomas Felicis Image
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Username: Kotou the star goddess Character Name: Searia Character Age: 17 Character Gender: Female Character Biography: Searia had always been the one to be out of luck in her life, she had parents who abandoned her, she was friendless in school, and the one to get picked on the most. On her 17th birthday, she was asked out by a guy from school who she thought liked her, only to be dragged back at the school, killed, and buried behind the woods there. Searia died without anyone who knew of her, except maybe a few students who saw her around school. Unable to rest, Searia still wanders about, wondering who killed her, and if she can solve the mystery to finally, put herself at peace. Alive/Dead: Dead Appearance: Searia is about 5'7" tall, she has medium length dark brown hair and bright blue eyes. Her skin is a medium tan color, and she is slim due to her lack of eating and malnutrition. She usually wanders around in the same schoolclothes she had at the time of death.
-*-*- Username: Demacry Character Name: Rein Hayashi Character Age: 22 Character Gender: Male Character Biography: Modern romance novelist and artist who was killed in a car crash in 2003. While alive he looked at life like it was a party or book... every new thing was a story or dramatic twist and he took every chance he could to enjoy himself. Rein was the oldest of three with two younger sisters however he was no longer considered family by his parents on his eighteenth birthday do to his laid back nature and outlook on life. Rein greatest obsession was watching his sisters' love lives and protecting them from harm which happened to be how he was killed in a car crash. Alive/Dead: Dead Appearance: http://i134.photobucket.com/albums/q115/demacry/painlesssmall2ef.jpg
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 2:05 pm
Rules:
1.) Only the dead can fly and walk through walls, but in every other aspect they are as useless as the living.
2.) Keep it PG 13 please.
3.) Do NOT, I repeat, do NOT attach your signature to ANY of your posts, no matter how short it is. I don't want this thread to become big because of long, advertising signatures.
4.) I will announce when powers change because the storyline has gone on long enough for powers to change. I'll also be the only one to announce changes in interaction between the two.
5.) At the beginning of this story, you can only see each other, but you can not interact with each other. However, the ghosts (the Dead) can interact with the environment as much as the Living.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 2:06 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 2:13 pm
Thomas gasped and sat up, finding himself on top of a building. He stood up and looked around, feeling the burning around his neck.
He walked forwards and wondered how he was to get down.
He tripped and fell, and he screamed with all of his lungs. He then noticed he wasn't falling anymore and opened his eyes, noticing he was hovering in midair.
"What the...?" he muttered to himself, feeling scared and wondering the question that all of the Dead asked themselves...
Am I dead?
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 2:25 pm
Searia sat on her bed, another restless night, staring out of the broken window to the abandoned appartment. Since her death, no one had moved in, nor taken anything out, so everything was still in tact. She was clueless, did the boy who took her out had anything to do with her murder or was he just a bistandard?
No... Things were too unclear, and even though it had been a week since this happened, she had not yet had any leads. Her body was away, and even she did not know where, for she was blindfolded after she reached the end of her block.
Sitting around and thinking of the possibilities were getting her nowhere, she needed answers, she had to remember what happened, no matter how painful it was. Pushing herself out of the bed, she opened the window, jumping the five stories down to land gracefully on her feet and look past the yard, images flooding her mind of the night her new life just began.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 2:32 pm
Thomas scrabbled at a window and opened it, pulling himself through the air and landing painfully and loudly on the floor.
"Who's there?" came a voice from a door nearby. He noticed it was a hotel and that he was in one of a guest's bedroom.
He looked around for somewhere to hide, but (unlike all those films he'd watched) he couldn't find anywhere, so he had only two options:
Stay and get caught, or jump out of the window.
If he was dead, it wouldn't hurt, right? Well, now was the time to see. He turned and jumped through the open window, falling several floors when a sensation took over him.
He pointed his head up and found his body followed his head, but before he could get full control of this "flight", he smashed into a lamppost.
It hurt for a second but then the pain went away, as if he had been treated for it over several days but in the space of that one second.
He fell to the ground, where he fainted, exhausted and overwhelmed with what was happening to him.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 2:44 pm
Rein sat at the desk in a room somewhere in nowhere quite content to just sit and paint on a canvas a picture of two girls who both looked to be about 16. everynow and again he would smirk remembering some of the better times he'd had while protecting his sisters.
In the back of the room across a floor of littered pictures and typed pages was a door which would reply every now and again to the silence with a nocking sound, sometimes soft as if someone was wondering who was beyond it and sometimes quite loudly as if that someone was somehow offended at being ignored.
Eventually Rein set down his brush and smiled again at his completed work.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 3:09 pm
having finished his painting Rein walked over to a wall with two framed pictures on it. Taking down the bigger of the two, another picture of the two girls he'd just painted Rein removed the older painting and tucked it under his arm and then replaced it with the newer of the two and then hung it back on the wall.
Now taking notice of the other picture rein smiled again and set the old painting down next to the door and then began to collect all of the typed pages littering his floor and organizing them in his hands.
When he had finished this he picked up the old painting again and took one last look at the second framed picture, a picture of a red 2000 mustang convertable with a smiling man in the drivers seat with his arm wraped around a girl resembleing one of the younge girls in Rein's painting.
Smiling again Rein proceded to walk through the door handing the papers and painting to a women dressed in a suit who he knew had been there waiting, walked across the hallway to a window perralel to his door and continued to walk through it into to the night stand twelve stories in the air.
Sighing Rein began to walk towards the ground as if walking down a nonexistent staircase. It was this ritual alone that reminded him that he was dead...
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 6:31 am
Thomas woke up in a hospital bed. Opening his eyes he saw Doctors and Nurses whispering around him, then almost having a heart attack when they saw him open his eyes.
"Where am I?" Thomas asked, feeling better than ever.
One of the nurses fainted. The others screamed and ran away.
He looked to the side and saw a long red line across a black screen making a beeping noise. He sighed and remembered he was dead again.
He got out of bed and put on his school clothes (conveniently placed nearby), and then left the hospital to muffled whispers and screaming patients.
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