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[size=27pt]oh death.[/size]
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[align=center]i grimace at the sight of a familiar face, and it deepens when he calls out to me, approaching my spot. fuck. of course it was him, wolfy or whatever it was the media had taken to calling him. whatever, blitz had a cooler, sharper tone to it than 'the wolf.' yes, when it came to this jackass, i was more than glad to sink down to that sort of low level.
"yes, me," i reply airily, "and you're hardly the kind of fellow i'd be interested in enough to follow around. that is, unless, you want a knife at your throat. i can assure you i'd be more than willing to oblige." it was this kind of banter that i was used to with the fellow killer. i may not like him very much - or at all, really - but at least encounters with him (usually) went in a predictable manner.
"wow, it's like you're a psychic or something," i say with a dry tone. "gosh, you ought to drop the killing business and go buy a crystal ball, you'd be great." i glance back at the gaudy apartment building, which is still lit up like a christmas tree. the drunken man i'd been watching just before mr. wolfie showed up had almost reached the doors, and wasn't looking to hot.
oh well, even if he successfully made it up to his apartment i'd still be able to find it and break in easily enough - oh, yes, i knew who the man was. he was one of the local politicians, a real stick-up-his-ass kinda guy, that is, until he got hammered. then he was pretty much the opposite.
"look, as much as i'd love to keep up this enticing conversation, i have things to do, money to swipe, people to kill - you know, the usual."
((nah, i thought your post was fine. c:))
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[size=27pt]izariah 'izzy' wentz.[/size]
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i'm going to use caspar lee as my fc, but for the purpose of this rp let's pretend his hair has random chunks of blond and light puple/lilac, yeah? c:
izzy shoved stuff haphazardly into a duffel, smiling almost maniacally to himself. after weeks and weeks of waiting with bated breath it was finally here - the day he'd be able to tag along on his dad's band's tour. sure, he'd been to more than enough of his dad's concerts, but this was a much different experience, one he was more than ready for.
his friends and housemates bella and pinkie drifted into the room, helping him pack since he clearly had no idea what to bring on a long tour other than plenty of underwear and socks. pinkie handed him his toothbrush, sighing. "we'll miss you, izzy. who's gonna make us pancakes while your gone?" izzy chuckled, shaking his head. "oh, c'mon, you guys will love not having me underfoot." bella scoffed. "we'll still miss you like crazy though. you better facetime us a bunch."
even after he'd finished packing the two girls stuck with him, following him outside and waiting for the tour bus with him. the house the three lived in was just around the corner from izzy's parents' house, so it wasn't like the bus had to go very far out of it's way anything.
when it pulled up he hugged his friends goodbye then hopped on the bus, where the entirety of fall out boy, including his dad, were waiting to greet him. it was going to be a long tour, but it was going to be good, izzy could feel it in his bones.
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at the first concert izzy slung his backstage pass around his neck and proceeded to wander around behind the stage, poking his nose in several places he probably shouldn't have but not caring either way. he was naturally curious, as well as a natural troublemaker, but we won't get too into that.
at one point he ended up accidentally pissing off a really intimidating-looking guard and had to take off, running at full-speed through hallways he'd only just come to know when wham! he slammed into another person, knocking the wind right out of him. he caught himself before he could fall, laughing in an out-of-breath kind of wheeze. "well, that was an experience. hiya! sorry about that, i hope i didn't hit you too hard, it's difficult to watch where you're going when you're running for your life from a terrifying security guard who probably takes steroids in his free time."
((nah, i thought it was fabulous! you included tyler omfg of course it was fantastic))
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[size=27pt]twitch.[/size]
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gotta go fast, gotta run, gotta run, gotta hurry, gotta go, go, go - up up and away, quickly now, very quickly, go fast, be fast, get out of there!
it was an endless mantra chanting over and over in my head as i first fled from the only place i'd really ever known, sheer terror as well as excitement fueling me as i put mile after mile between myself and the hellish place i once called home. gun shots pierced the skies in the beginning, aiming to hit me, but i darted easily away - after all, they'd created me for exactly that purpose.
'they' being the white coats, the scientists, whatever you'd like to refer to them as, that run the terrible lab i escaped from. it's called the school, though it's hardly a school at all - unless you count grafting random dna together learning. i was their favorite project, their crowning jewel, if you will - emphasis on the was.
because finally, finally i've escaped, after fifteen years of grueling testing, painful experiments, and being treated like nothing more than the wild animal my dna had been mashed together with, i was free.
a few weeks after the risky escape of mine found me in some nondescript area of canada, just north of the us/canada border. it was very hilly, and very pretty. it was also completely empty of any signs of human life whatsoever, so it was the perfect place to drop down and rest for a bit. unfortunately, i had to completely avoid human contact for the time being - first of all, my hygiene was borderline disturbing, and secondly, the few shoddy bits of clothing i had weren't nearly enough to hide the fact that i wasn't as human as everyone else.
yep, sprouting out of my back were a pair of sleek black wings, an exact replica of raven's wings - only much bigger, of course. i've got all sorts of extra abnormalities too, like a bigger heart and lungs, but the wings were really the only visually noticeable thing. i like them, but chances are their are some people who really, really won't.
i sit behind a particularly steep little hill, leaning back against it's grassy side and closing my eyes. it was nice out - not hot, not cold, and not too windy, either, just right for a boy so used to the stale, recycled air of the school. i hum quietly to myself, a strange little tune that i made up on the spot, unaware of the presence of another person just feet away from my spot.
((nah, i thought it was fabulous! c:))
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[size=27pt]oh death.[/size]
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[align=center]oh, honestly - this guy, i swear. i roll my eyes at his snide remark glancing back across the street. the drunken man had given up on trying to get in and was just sitting on the pavement, apparently singing to himself. well, this wouldn't be one of the hardest jobs i'd ever done - that is, if i could get fleabag here to shove off.
i raise an eyebrow, both surprised and curious. "a game? funny, you don't seem the type to mess around - i get more of a 'i take what i want' vibe from you, but i won't pass up a bit of fun either way. what've you got in mind?"
((ew ew ew muse drop sorry))
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[size=27pt]oh death.[/size]
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[align=center] Bumble Bee
- oh gosh, i love both plots! i think no matter which one we do i'd rather be character 2...i'm leaning more towards the second plot, if that's okay?
guardian#283384
- sweet! c:
@hideki ryuga - great, can't wait to see it! |
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[size=27pt]battle of the bands.[/size]
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[align=center]everyone's heard of it, it's nothing new - and yet it still manages to elicit such an amazing response, especially from the participants. battle of the bands. a competition in which bands go head to head to win the grand prize, a record deal and the chance to tour around the world with some of the hottest rock bands known to the modern rock scene.
you're a member of one of two bands - pixie metal, a metalcore band similar to the likes of of mice & men and bring me the horizon, or violet avenue, a rock band similar to the likes of you me at six and young guns. will you be able to help lead your band to the ultimate victory, or will you cause it to crash and burn?ultimately that decision's up to you. |
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[size=27pt]pixie metal.[/size]
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[align=center]pixie metal is a metalcore band formed in portland, maine, back in 2011. the members have worked hard at their craft, but have yet to make a lucky break - but hopefully this contest will be just the thing they need to be thrust into the music biz.
unclean vocalist - open
clean vocalist - open
guitar - open
guitarist - open
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[size=27pt]violet avenue.[/size]
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[align=center]violet avenue is a rock band formed in albany, new york, in 2014. the members are all fresh on the scene, but passionate about their dream to make it big, and hopefully through this competition they'll be able to do just that.
vocalist - open
vocalist - open
guitarist - open
guitarist - open
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[size=27pt]the rundown.[/size]
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[align=center]you play a character in either violet avenue or pixie metal. the two bands are entered in a large battle of the bands contest that will eventually lead to the two bands battling head-to-head for the grand prize. the path to victory is no easy one, of course - there'll be enemies made, secret relationships formed, secrets and lies unearthed, and of course, lots and lots of drama. one band will win - but will it be yours? |
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[size=27pt]rules.[/size]
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[align=center]-basic wcrpg rules apply
-keep it pg-13 please
-2 paragraphs minimum required per post
-cursing is allowed, no starring necessary
-ic fighting is allowed, but no oc fighting please
-don't start any major plots without first getting my consent
-what i say goes, oc and occasionally ic depending on the situation
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[size=27pt]forms.[/size]
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[align=center]to try out for a character please create a form on a different thread and post the link here. it's technically first come, first served, but i hold the right to deny your form if need be. (this includes if i don't think you're advanced enough, if i don't think your character is well-suited for the rp, etc.)
in your form you should include an rp post from a thread you've previously rped in, not one you made up on the spot. keep in mind that the nicer your form is the better it'll stick out to me... |
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[align=center] Bumble Bee
- not right now, but i might later on. :p |
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[align=center]"will you?" i murmur under my breath, smirking. this was going to prove very interesting, and quite disappointing - for him, anyway. i meet his gaze for the moment he's looking at me, raising an eyebrow expectantly. what was his brilliant idea, then?
i roll my eyes at his suggestion. pfft, typical. still, entertainment is entertainment, no matter how you get it. if nothing it'd make the experience that more exciting. i open my mouth to reply, but he's already headed off, clearly expecting i'd agree. i roll my eyes again, but grin nonetheless as i cross the street as well, hands shoved deep in my pockets.
meanwhile someone opened the front door, spotted the drunken man and tsked, pulling him inside. ah, there we go - now it was going to get interesting. i whistle a tune as i walk, using a leisurely pace as i approach the building. |
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[align=center]open! c: |
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[align=center]cool! c: |
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[align=center]i hear him before i see him, and go to move out of the way with a startled cry, but i'm too slow, much too slow. he catches me by the wrist, slams me back on the hill so hard i see stars. he's not one i recognize or know by name, but i know what he is all the same - an eraser. apparently no matter how far i went, how fast i flew, there was no escaping the eyes and ears - and muscles - of the dreaded school. that's...kind of depressing.
i grimace in pain, sharp green eyes roving over the eraser. he looked pretty cookie-cutter as far as erasers go, with the yellow eyes and nasty breath to match. the grimace molds into a sneer as i sit up, fluttering my wings a little to make sure there's no damage. "yeah, and i suppose you know all about ugly, hm? since you face it in the mirror every morning." i mutter, knowing his eraser-y hearing would more than pick up on my words.
i'd try to make a run for it, but he was too close - i wouldn't even be able to fully unfurl my wings before he'd be on me like a gross, drooling hound dog. i wasn't too great with combat, either - i'd escaped before they'd had a chance to force any of their 'modernized combat' onto me. |
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[align=center] Bumble Bee
- alright, cool! thanks so much. c: |
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[size=27pt]lucas 'twitch' douglas.[/size]
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[align=center]((this thread will contain mature themes, so if that bothers you i'd suggest not joining the rp))
twitch douglas. he used to be a better man, happier, funnier, more full of life. things changed, though, and drastically. sometimes it doesn't take much to change a man, sometimes it takes a lot. your grandmother dying, your significant other cheating on you, losing your job - or, say, a zombie apocalypse.
see, the thing is that in the middle of a zombie apocalypse it's not just swarms of undead you're fighting for your life. you're fighting the days of loneliness and solitude, the nights of gore and death, the crack in your soul that deepens every time you think of the loved ones you've lost. you're fighting your mind.
twitch has survived, but just barely. he's colder, harsher, at times borderline inhuman. he does what he has to do to survive, and he moves on. forget the fact that he's only twenty-four, with the way he seems to have given up on the world he might as well be eighty.
then there's your character, another man who's been through the same ordeal, maybe alone, maybe not. there's a difference, however - unlike twitch, he hasn't given up hope. he remains quite optimistic that soon the whole zombie mess will be over, and he'll be able to find his family that he's sure are still alive and well.
perhaps it's chance, or perhaps it's fate - either way, twitch and your character meet when twitch saves him from a surprise zombie attack. twitch tries to part ways, but your character insists they stay together to protect each others backs. no amount of sarcasm and angry remarks will shake him off, so twitch eventually gives in. at first his optimism and cheerfulness gets on twitch's nerves, but slowly it grows on to him. eventually romantic feelings start to develop, but is a relationship such a good idea when you could end up having to put a bullet through your loved one's head at any moment?
((hi! i'm oh death, but feel free to call me death. my only requirements are that you be pretty advanced, with two paragraphs per post, good grammar, blah, blah, blah, you know the drill. post a picture of your character, his name, and his age, and then i'll be more than happy to make the first post! c: happy rping!))
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[size=27pt]oh death.[/size]
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