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 Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 8:48 pm
Nee, Kimi no Ai ga Hoshii
Hey, I want your love[1.] Table of Contents >>
[2.] Introduction
[3.] Information
[4.] Cast
[5.] Updates/News
[6.] Rules
[7.] Reserved
[8.] Reserved
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 8:52 pm
[[2]] Introduction >> The City The City. A mix of L.A., Las Vegas, and Hollywood. Where people are either made or broken.
It is in this part of town -- where gang fights rise and fall, drug deals are made, sex is an everyday occurance, scandal and deceit around every nook and cranny -- where groups of kids live and thrive.
They are reduced to the bare essentials. Maybe some canned food, if they're lucky and manage to steal it. Maybe a heater. Maybe water.
They depend on each other for survival and life.
It is in The City where they are often forgotten amongst the lights and sounds of The City.
This is where they exist.
This RP is AU, of course.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 8:54 pm
[[3]] Information >>Squats Squats are basically where teenage runaways go to live and survive. It's a network of homeless people who pass word out on the streets and live in an abandoned house or apartment.
Squats exist in places like Hollywood.
Usually, they runaway from an abusive family or are bums who can't get a job and can't return home. They live on the bare essentials of what they have. They steal what they don't have. They try to get small jobs to buy some things that they can't steal.
Squats actually exist.
As a side note, it was funny how I came across finding out about Squats. I was channel surfing and saw Jerry Springer. He had a special on teenagers who lived in squats in.. 1996, I think. I can't remember.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 8:57 pm
[[4]] Characters >> Characters --Main Cast--
Mouto Yuugi ~ [Ookami-sama]
Yami no Yuugi ~ [Kyoko is taking a break for awhile because she has exams and such; Yami is being held for her]
Yami no Malik ~
Ishtal Malik ~
Yami no Bakura ~ Tattered Raven
Bakura Ryou ~ -[J-Chan]-
Ryuuji Otogi ~
Katsuya Jounouchi ~ Ryoko-chan
If I've left any out, feel free to PM me and remind me.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 8:59 pm
[[5]] Updates/News >>2.13.06 Journals have started. See 7th post for more details!1.28.06RP board started.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 9:02 pm
[[6]] Rules >> RULES! Perhaps the most important of all. Follow and obey.
.1. No godmoding
.2. No powerplaying
.3. No perfect characters
.4. Your character needs to have a reason to leave home, or he/she could just be someone who left home to "get even" or something like that. A conflict with parents. Just remember, this is the streets.
.5. Your character probably won't have any kind of technology. A $10 CD player maybe, but that's it. No iPods or anything fancy schmancy like that.
.6. Please PM me requesting the character you want. Simply because I don't want this all cluttered up with stuff..
.7. Follow Gaia ToS (AKA: No going above PG-13)
.8. No drugs, snorting, pills, needles, or smoking marijuana. Smoking cigarettes is fine.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 9:04 pm
[[7]] Journals >>Journals Here's how this works.. You start a Journal on GreatestJournal for your RP character and you write there from their point of view.
Sort of like them reflecting on themselves after things happen.
It's really hard for me to explain, you'd have to look at some of them to get it. Me and Tattered have already started ours.
We'd like to encourage the RPers to start one and friend everyone else.
Here are the links to the ones that are currently up and running:
Just please be sure to PM me with the URL of your GJ when you've made it so I can add it. Thanks. heart
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 9:05 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 9:09 pm
The stars were their playground, the stars that they never really could see clearly. The air was groggy and plugged up with smog from The City. Everything that they breathed probably killed the slowly amongst the lights and sounds of The City. They were slowly being suffocated.
He was slowly being suffocated. He couldn't stand it here. He couldn't stand it there. Not with both of them leaving and coming back whenever they felt like.
So he left.
The stars were his playground. He wandered the streets for awhile, looking for a nice place to stay.
When he found nothing. He simply sat. Waiting to die, perhaps.. A few cockroaches crawled by his feet. He looked at them and they scuttled off.
It was actually a funny word the more he thought about it. Go ahead, say it. "Roach..." Yeah. It was a silly word.
That's when he first joined the Squat. They had found him and "recruited" him, of sorts. Took him under their wing. The lifestyle was different. Their living conditions were poor. They were stripped down to the bare essentials.
A couple of cans of pork and beans, chili, a pack of hot dogs, toilet paper, things like that. They had a fund box in the corner for change to try to buy a boombox.
It was an abandoned house. It was also lost amongst the lights of The City. It was forgotten.
The inside was trashy. Beer cans and old cigarette butts thrown every which way.
But it was where they lived.
It was where Yuugi was resting now, his chin touched his chest as he sat down on the torn-up couch. He wore a white shirt and a pair of grubby jeans.
Hardly anything was ever washed. Hardly anything was ever wasted.
Yuugi's tennis shoes were just as grubby as his jeans. They were supposed to be white, but the dirt had worn them down to a dull grey.
Yuugi just couldn't get the dirt off, either.
Yet, at the moment, Yuugi wasn't worried about that. He was sleeping at the moment and, as every one knows, you don't have to worry when you're sleeping.
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2006 1:07 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 2:52 pm
((Okay, this is gonna be craptastic...I am so tired Z___Z But I promised myself I would post here, so here ya go!))
The sidewalks were cold and the wind around made it even colder, though there was still a boy sitting against a wall of a run down building. His makeshift jacket was wrapped around him and a small animal in his lap. It had only been a couple weeks since he had run from home, sick and tired of being alone for weeks on end. He had seen where the others had stayed, but it was way too dirty for him, he would rather be sleeping on the bench under the stars. Too used to being neat, it would be too much to stay locked up in there all night, worst would be sleeping amongst them all.
The cat in his lap mewled helplessly, its scrawy kitten sized body was shivering even against Ryou and with some of his jacket around it. It's fluffed up black pelt was matted with dirt and looked as though the kitten tried to wash himself, ending up making it worst.
Simply smiling slightly, Ryou tugged the cat up, enveloping it in his arms to try to warm it up more. For the whole week away from home this little guy had been his companion. He followed the boy around even when he tried to leave the cat alone. It desperatly clung to the white haired boy like he was his mother or life support. Without as much of a thought he had named it Night, because of the cat's dark, almost blue, black coat and bright blue eyes.
"Don't worry. Tomorrow we can find you some more fish...I still have some money left...it should last for a few more days." Ryou's voice was soft, slightly hoarse from the cold he was trying to stand.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 7:33 pm
Despite the cold and the sullen atmosphere that hung around that entire side of town, there was laughter. Somewhere. A blond boy ran along with a group larger group of other boys his own age, as well as with a few that were a bit younger. They were running, pushing themselves as hard as they could through the biting cold, and laughing so hard that they almost couldn't breath. This was how it was many a night- out under the stars (or at least, what could be seen of them through the smog), pulling pranks, getting into trouble, picking fights, and then running away like there was no tomarrow. And as many of these young boys knew, there just might not be any tomarrow for them.
"Gotta... turn here... guys..." the blond panted, stopping at a street corner. The others nodded and kept on going, some waving and yelling 'good night' to him throught the still air. He grinned in response, using his knees for support as he caught his breath. Yes, Katsuya Jounouchi was great at running, but even he could only take so much. Finally, when he could breath again at a somewhat normal pace, he straightened up and began walking back "home". No, not the family, warm and snuggly type of home. But this home he had was still prefferable over what he'd had once before. The company what was took the cake.
In a kind of daze from the adrenaline rush, Jou barely noticed the form leaning against a building over to his left until he was practically right beside it. He blinked, looking down curiously. The white hair looked familiar... but no, it couldn't be. If Bakura was back in town, he would have been at the squat already, checking in and getting out of the cold. No, this was someone different... and was holding a kitten. Well, that proved it wasn't Bakura. "... Hey." Brown eyes watched the smaller boy attentively. Another runaway, by the looks of him...
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2006 7:29 pm
Yuugi was stirred from his sleep by the pounding on the door. He yawned, stretched, and got up.
"I'm coming, I'm coming."
They all had special talents. Yuugi was a good pickpocketer. He was also good at looking pitiful and making up sob stories.
One would be surprised how well he could steal from people; even if he thought it was unethical, he had to do it so he and his Squat could survive.
He opened the door for Bakura and tried to get him in quickly. Bakura was making the warm air leave.
"God, it's cold. Get in here before you freeze us all out."
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2006 9:15 pm
"Take your time next time, no hurry at all. I just have frost forming on my eyelashes." Bakura said sarcastically as he walked into the 'house'. He let his backpack fall to the dirty floor as he collapsed into the couch. Bakura watched as Yugi closed the door back up and chuckled.
"You're still here shorty? And here I didn't think you would be here by the time I got back." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a half smoked cigarette, lit it with a cheap lighter and took a long drag. "So, how's things? Anyone get caught by the cops or killed while I was gone?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 3:45 pm
Night mewled again, his mew becoming more shakey. Making Ryou's heart break...it was because of him that Night wasn't warmer. He took his coat off slowly and bundled it up around the cat, hoping it would warm him up...even if it meant getting himself sick. As long as he could help this poor creature, he would be more than happy.
He was about to get up and try to find some sort of store to find milk for Night before he heard someone. At first he was going to ignore it, figuring the other boy wasn't talking to him. No one had talked to him for a while. They were either too scared, because he obviously looked somewhat like someone who they feared, or they hated him...for the same reason. He was rather confused to this fact.
Finally as the other presence didn't move, he turned his light brown eyes away from the bundled up ball of black fluff towards a blonde haired boy, who was looking at him. He was looking at him? Waiting for something? He didn't really know how to react, but his legs told him to get up and straighten himself out. He was shorter than the person before him, which wasn't unusual, he was shorter then many his age, but not by much.
"Uh...I'm not who you think I am..." He began, stammering and then shut himself up. Maybe he wasn't like the others who would try to keep from getting eye contact with him. "I mean...hi?" He said looking at the kitten who had finally fell asleep and stopped shivering.
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