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{ Nicholas || Black || Ryder }Nickname
"Most people call me Nick. I don't really care what you call me, like, anything works."
Age
"Who's asking? Oh right, I want in the school. Um I'm eightteen."
Gender
"Are you serious? You can't tell? I'M A BOY!"
Talent(s)
"I'm can sing. I know right? I don't look like I can, but yah I can."
Personality
"Uh... I'm sarcastic. I like to run my mouth... heh. Actually if you get to know me, you find out that I'm kind of... like if I have a boyfriend I like to cuddle. Yeah, I know..."
Family
"My parents are... I don't even know their names. My grandparents keep me and my sis. My mom and dad don't want us."
Dorm
"I think I'm dorm one... maybe..."
Bedroom
Sports/Activities
"What, is this required? If it's not I'm not doing anything! If it is... football I guess..."
Pet(s)
"None, unfortunately."
Vehicles
"I like own a ferrari! Yeah it's totally awesome! No, did you believe that? You're so gullible!"
Crush
"Uh... I don't have any at the moment... hey isn't this a little personal? Anyways if I did it would be a boy. Yeah, I'm gay and I'm proud of it."
Bf/GF
"I don't have one yet... it's so hard to choose! They're all so hot here!"
Other
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{ Acacia || White || Ryder }Nickname
"Cacia works for me!"
Age
"Mesa eighteen. Quit looking at me like that!"
Gender
"Uh... if you haven't noticed... I'm a GIRL?!"
Talent(s)
"I can play pretty much any instrument I want. Yeah, me and Nick make a great team."
Personality
"People say I'm quite open, and VERY talkative. I don't know why... no seriously I do. I mean, listen to me now!"
Family
"Nick goes here. OMG are you interviewing him right now? Can I peek in and ask him something?" (Obviously avoiding talking about parents)
Dorm
"I'm in Dorm 3."
Bedroom
Sports/Activities
"Yuck... you actually asked me that question? You're so weird."
Pet(s)
"Awwww I want one sooooo bad!"
Vehicles
"Does a remote control car count? No? Then no, I don't own any."
Crush
"Uh... Justin Bieber? No, not really. I'm more interested in like sane boys. Oh yeah, none currently."
Bf/GF
"Well, aren't you the dumb one. I DON'T HAVE A CRUSH THEREFORE I DON'T HAVE A BOYFRIEND! Does that make sense?"
Other
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OOC: Ok where do I rp?
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Nicholas ran down the street. He had just gotten off the bus, and was going to meet his sister at the school. Surprised that he had gotten in, he turned the corner. There was Acacia, texting her boyfriend. "So, sis, notice me? Or are you too involved with Fatso?" Nick smiled, and Acacia looked up, a grin forming on her face. "OMG you're here! I missed you soooo much! I am so freaked out that you and I are here!" she said, hugging him to where he almost couldn't breathe. "I missed you to, Cacia," Nick said, hugging her back. She lived with their father's grandparents, he lived with their mother's. They rarely got to meet, so when they did it was all hugging and screaming. "Let's go get our keys!" Acacia said, excitedly.
Acacia skipped happily into Northwood High Boarding School. "I'm in Dorm 3! Name's Acacia Ryder!" she said, practically singing. "Dorm 1," Nick said, looking around the room. The lady handed her her keys. "What's your name?" she asked Nick. "Nicholas Ryder," he said. "Ah yes, here are your keys. Your roomate was just here a moment ago," she informed him. "Thanks..." Nick said. He was so shy when meeting new people! They walked down the hall, chattering as fast as they could.
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OOC: Wait, wait... Nick was in dorm 1 too... uh does that one have three bedrooms? Or do I need to move him?
IC:
Acacia unlocked the door to her dorm. There were bags here already. 'Must be my roommate's...' she thought. "Uh... hello?" she said when she noticed a blonde girl in front of her. "My name's Acacia. Are you Asher?" she said, reaching her hand forward.
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OOC: Wait... is this PAFP?
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Name: Brandon Fyr
Gender: Male
Parent: Apollo
Age: 15
Years at camp: 1
Claimed?: Yah
Looks:
Personality: Brandon is extremely smart, but not super athletic. He is very talkative and positive, but when he's alone he is very dark and depressed. He hates fighting other demigods, and doesn't enjoy fighting human-like monsters.
Crush/Gf/Bf: Crush on Lycus
Weapon:
Other: He's gay... not many know it though -
Lol ok can I play younger brother? lol
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OOC: Yah that's fine! Thx!
IC: Acacia shook her hand. "Nice to meet you. Um... have you already decided which room?" she asked. She looked at the girl, from top to bottom. Cool outfit.
WILL POST MORE G2G
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Nick walked into Jasmine's room, noticing her crying. "Jazzy, it'll be okay. You still have us!" he said, putting an arm around her.
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"Jazzy!! Th-this... shouldn't be done... we both know this isn't healthy... especially with the added, um... body parts," Nick said, worry all over his face. "He was just one guy. Yes, to you he was the most amazing guy in the world, but..." Nick broke off, anger clouding his eyes. "I-I won't rest until he is found, tortured, and punished for what he did to you."
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OOC: Recap? lol... Ok can Brandon be one of the six? Like, not the main three in the prophecy, but since there is six, well...
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Nick looked down at the floor. He had to be careful what he was saying, Jasmine still loved the traitor. He bit his lip and clenched his hands into fists. "I... know. I wouldn't kill him, it's..." Nick almost said against my powers, but he stopped himself. "against my conscience." He trusted Jasmine more than anyone else, but... some things were best left unsaid. "All right, I'll go to bed..." he said when Jasmine reccomended them to sleep. "Sweet dreams, Carina!" he said, hugging his younger sister. He walked over to Jasmine. "Sometimes we have to do things that we don't like... yet we must do them, for the greater good," he whispered in her ear. He normally shared a quote like that, even if they were a little random. "Night!" he called softly, not wanting Da to here. Da would not be happy if they were awake. He walked out of Jasmine's room, down the hall, and into his own room.
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OOC: Uh... I can't keep up with this.... AND PLUS I POSTED BUT ITS GOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!!!!!! Lol yeah... ima gonna quit... bye... to no one... lol.... ima gonna shutz up now...
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Ooookayyyyyy so...
This
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This is a roleplay about Minecraft...
Plot: You spawn in the middle of the night, in the heart of a jungle. You see light, off in the distance. When you come closer, you realize that it is a city, built in a mountain! Half is outside, half inside. When you run closer, you see guards. Looking at them, you see their names. Unique names. Jack Greives and Will Tumbler. Who are they?
Setting: The world, Haillia, glitched. It became stuck on night, and therefore monsters could thrive. Creepers destroyed houses, zombies killed innocents, and blazes burned crops. Yes, blazes. The monsters grew smarter, they built their own Nether portal! What can stop them now? Only a handful of survivors have gathered, and the three Creators are here. Why don't they do anything to stop the monsters? The witches have created new potions, ones that can disentegrate blocks. Any block. Even the Creators. The last remaining city is built over Vallai, the ruins of the End. This place holds the last End portal, players destroyed the other one when the monsters rose to power. The Creators have hopes of building a civilization there, or so they say. Little do the players know, but the Creators plan to lock themselves up there, and destroy the way back. Therefore, no monsters could spawn there, and they would be safe. They could live forever in that peacful land!
Form:
Name:
Skin (pic preferred, not required):
Personality:
Other:I WILL MAKE CITY LAWS LATER, RIGHT NOW I HAVE TO GO!
My form:
Name: Nick
Skin:
Personality: Bubbly, Talkative
Other: He is a citizen of Haillia, tasked with tending to any survivors.Creators:
GOLIA
MOLLA
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Yay!! Accpeted! Should we roleplay here, or on a different thread? I'm fine with either. :)
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OOC: Ok then, it's official. !!ROLEPLAY HERE!! Oh and also, if your character dies, he DIES. No respawns!! lol so don't die...
MORE INFO ON CREATORS:
The Creators are worshipped like gods, so the city is divided into three sections. The top right section, Goll, belongs to Golia, Creator of Mobs. He allows animals to roam the streets, and those who worship him love animals and nature.
The top left section, Mool, is owned by Molla, the Creator of Blocks. She has built grand buildings, gigantic and fabulous. Those who worship her are hard workers and love building.
The bottom section, Hak, belongs to Haykka, Creator of Items. He is ever the crafter, constantly figuring out new ways to eat, build, and explore. Those worshipping him love crafting and cooking. They also find joy in sharing their creations.
PLEASE choose which one your character(s) will worship. S/he can be Atheist, though s/he will find life harder.
IC: Nick ran out of his office. So many newcomers! How had six people suddenly appeared, no armor and no food? Unless... more spawned. The Creators must be at work! Thank Golia! Nick opened the gate, shouting "Come in! Come in! Hurry... the monsters may find you. Quickly now!"
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Nick awoke from sleep early that morning. Hitting the alarm, he rolled out of bed. "OW!" he seethed as he bumped his head against the table. He moved his hand from his head and saw blood. "Oh god..." he muttered, but then felt the pain leave him. He had healed himself! Yes, he could heal... and he couldn't kill either. Unless it prohibited more pain, and they would die anyways. At least, that's what he thought. He had never actually killed anyone... but he had come close. Freaky close.
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"Hi, my name's Nick!" he said, putting out his hand in greeting. The girl was actually quite pretty, especially the eyes. The Creators had done well. He looked at all the others as they piled into the gates. Jack and Will motioned for him to close the gate, and he did, his hand still ready to be shaked.