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 Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 2:43 pm
~greetings!
This is a private RP between myself and Shizu. But, if you Pmed and asked nicely, maybe I'll let you join.
PLOTLINE: For some strange, unexplainable reason, the work of all artists, writers and such have been coming to life. The people are scared. Crayons and paper have been banned from homes and destoryed if any are found. The remaining writers and artists are hunted and killed if found, not wanting to even risk sending them to jail. Although some writers and artists are using this sudden magic for evil, some are simply trying to control their creations, to no avail.
A pair of rather extrodinary writers/artists, (Shizu and me) are working undercover, trying to find their answer. It seems only they have managed to keep control of their creations (or at least both of them).
BIO FORMAT:
Name:
Appearnce: (tektek or picture)
Age:
Personality:
Writing/drawing/whatever style:
Short history:
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 3:08 pm
Name: Saph
Appearnce:
Age: 28
Personality: passionate, often talks to himself to organize his thoughts. Often thinks of characters opposite his twin. Often rants on how the world is being very stupid right now and will spontainiously quote Isaac Asimov from time to time
Writing/drawing/whatever style: Usually thinks of the good guys, opposite his twin. His characters usually have heavy backrounds, and not the best luck.
Short history: He and his twin fled their hometown after almost being shot on site several times. After getting lost several times because he and his twin dissagreed on the correct path to take, they made it to an old empty cottage out in the middle of nowhere. They fixed it up a bit (with clashing styles) and continued to write. They are despretely trying to find a way to keep control of everyone elses creations.
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 3:12 pm
Name: Shizu Appearnce:  Age: 28 Personality: you know me. wink Writing/drawing/whatever style:  Short history: Began drawing with her style in highschool, where she didn't think much of it and moved on to become a Chemical engineer. Continued to doodle throughout until her doodles were noticed by an art buyer person a year before the strangeness. Due to that connection, her drawings and designs became quite popular. Her first drawing to come to life was one she drew of a dragon, from her mind while she was creating it, the dragon learned loyalty and obedience to her. [[in her mind, dragons obey their masters]].
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 3:50 pm
Saph was lugging a heavy box up the stairs, but he fell half way, resulting in banging and shouting and cursing, along with a loud thump as Saph hit the bottom. "SHIZU!!!!!! Can i get some help please???" Adam, the main character in Saph's mystery serises, turned to Shizu and said, "I think he needs your help."
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 3:55 pm
Shizu sighed and moved the abstract kitten from her lap to the lap of the main character whilst it purred happily, and went to help him.
"Well? what is it?" She said as though she could not see him under the box.
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 4:11 pm
After struggling to get the box off him so he could breathe, he panted out, "I found dad's old typewriter! I'm gonna use it! help me get it upstairs!" He stood again and gripped one end of the box, waiting for Shizu to take the other.
Adam petted the kitten happily. Even if Shizu and Saph's styles clashed, for some strange reason, their creations never did.
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 4:20 pm
"... All this is for a typewriter?" shizu said observing the size of the box in question upon taking the other end. Just as they got the box to the top of the stairs, sirens blared outside causing every hair on shizu's body to stand on end. She calmed down to sime extent when she realized they were after the neighbors.
"s**t!" She exclaimed racing to the door only to be stopped by tripping over the box they had just carried upstairs exclaiming, "we've gotta stop them!"
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 4:26 pm
Saph had that dreamy look in his eyes. He set up the typewriter, and put in some paper and sat down, ready to write. He drew out this process painfully, ignoring his sister and the sirens. Suddenly, and without warnign, he began to write quickly. Suddenly, the sirens stopped, and the neighbor entered (a Drag Queen, of course), carried by a dark, tall, rather handsom man. Saph looked up at his sister and smiled. "Will that cover it, you think?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 4:31 pm
[[wait... am I your twin? sweatdrop ]]
Shizu picked herself up off the floor and nodded.
"Hi." She said extending her hand to the neighbor, "I'm Shizu, and Saph here just saved your skin."
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 4:33 pm
((yup.))
Saph nodded a hello and gestured towards the man holding the neighbor. 'And that's A.J. Do with him what you please. Though I suggest giving him some clothess first."
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 5:18 pm
"Okay." Shizu said, "where're you gonna go now? We're on a mission, too many heads makes difficult work. You have any loving relatives?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 5:22 pm
((oh, I get to be the neighbor??))
The neighbor shook ((his??? her?? Drag Queen woudl be addressed as her, yes?)) head and said, "No. Art runs in my family. They're all dead."
Saph muttered some klingon curses and foudn new sheet of paper (recycled, it was so hard to find real paper these days) to put in the typewriter.
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 5:30 pm
Shizu sighed and shook her head.
"So you've nowhere to go?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 5:34 pm
The neighbor smiled sadly and shrugged. Saph was still cursing under his breath. "Those..." He turned away, tears stung his eyes. Just a few months before, one of their old family friends called them, paniced, and said he was on the run. They hadn't heard from him since then. He said, his voice shaking with rage, "A.J. will be protection enough. Just find a place in the woods."
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Posted: Wed Sep 08, 2010 2:38 pm
"Oh! and should you run into trouble again," Shizu said flipping out her mobile, just call us." She then proceeded to give her number to the nieghbor who put it into her mobile then left after AJ put on clothing.
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