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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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[align=center]not at all! c: |
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[size=27pt]oh death.[/size]
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[align=center]don't worry about it, it's fine! that kind of thing happens to me all the time, i completely understand. don't feel rushed, take your time, okay? c: i know right!?
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[size=27pt]oh death.[/size]
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[align=center]long days, sleepless nights - so is the life of lucas douglas, known more commonly as 'twitch.' he used to live a happy, albeit simple life in the backwoods of maine surrounded by family and friends, including his beloved boyfriend. the initial wave of zombie madness claimed the lives of all his loved ones save his boyfriend and younger sister, so for the first few weeks it was just them trying to stay alive and trying to find a facility rumored to be developing a cure for the zombie infestation.
however, a surprise attack a few weeks in claimed the lives of twitch's boyfriend and sister, leaving him completely alone. it's been several months since the 'incident,' and he's still alive, but not unchanged. watching what was left of his family die, being on his own since then, it's taken quite the toll on his psyche. but can you really blame him?
twitch slumped sullenly down the street, stepping over rusty tin cans, old tires, and even the occasional dead zombie. tucked into a hastily-made holster attached to his belt was a hammer, he held a wooden baseball bat in his hands, and an icepick was attached to his backpack that held the rest of his supplies, ready to be grabbed and used at any moment. in the beginning he'd had a gun, but had ditched it after realizing it was really too inconvenient.
he tread lightly, listening for any signs of movement. it had been a relatively zombie-free morning so far, and he was really hoping it'd stay that way. after having a pretty rough night, he felt he deserved a little break. twitch stepped over yet another empty can, looking upwards. he was in yet another trashed, abandoned city, filled with heavily-damaged vehicles, buildings covered in graffiti with broken windows, and, of course, the smell of rotting flesh that seemed to have taken over the entire country.
it wasn't too long before he heard the sound of running, accented with the typical moans and groans of the undead. a survivor? he hadn't seen one for a long time, and the last time - well, it didn't go so well. he touched the newly-healed scar on his cheek at the memory, then peeked around the corner.
twitch found himself at the mouth of an alley blocked off by a high chain-link fence. a man perhaps about his age was racing towards him, followed by about ten zombies, give or take. what should he do, help and risk his life in the mean time or just leave, letting the guy fend for himself? it didn't look like he was armed, and he looked too winded to scale the fence quickly enough. |
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[size=27pt]oh death.[/size]
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[align=center]long days, sleepless nights - so is the life of lucas douglas, known more commonly as 'twitch.' he used to live a happy, albeit simple life in the backwoods of maine surrounded by family and friends, including his beloved boyfriend. the initial wave of zombie madness claimed the lives of all his loved ones save his boyfriend and younger sister, so for the first few weeks it was just them trying to stay alive and trying to find a facility rumored to be developing a cure for the zombie infestation.
however, a surprise attack a few weeks in claimed the lives of twitch's boyfriend and sister, leaving him completely alone. it's been several months since the 'incident,' and he's still alive, but not unchanged. watching what was left of his family die, being on his own since then, it's taken quite the toll on his psyche. but can you really blame him?
twitch slumped sullenly down the street, stepping over rusty tin cans, old tires, and even the occasional dead zombie. tucked into a hastily-made holster attached to his belt was a hammer, he held a wooden baseball bat in his hands, and an icepick was attached to his backpack that held the rest of his supplies, ready to be grabbed and used at any moment. in the beginning he'd had a gun, but had ditched it after realizing it was really too inconvenient.
he tread lightly, listening for any signs of movement. it had been a relatively zombie-free morning so far, and he was really hoping it'd stay that way. after having a pretty rough night, he felt he deserved a little break. twitch stepped over yet another empty can, looking upwards. he was in yet another trashed, abandoned city, filled with heavily-damaged vehicles, buildings covered in graffiti with broken windows, and, of course, the smell of rotting flesh that seemed to have taken over the entire country.
it wasn't too long before he heard the sound of running, accented with the typical moans and groans of the undead. a survivor? he hadn't seen one for a long time, and the last time - well, it didn't go so well. he touched the newly-healed scar on his cheek at the memory, then peeked around the corner.
twitch found himself at the mouth of an alley blocked off by a high chain-link fence. a man perhaps about his age was racing towards him, followed by about ten zombies, give or take. what should he do, help and risk his life in the mean time or just leave, letting the guy fend for himself? it didn't look like he was armed, and he looked too winded to scale the fence quickly enough.
((sure! a picture isn't uber important anyway. c:))
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[size=27pt]oh death.[/size]
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[align=center]what a show, twitch thinks to himself grimly, watching the scene play out. the wolf was an unexpected twist, but not a very helpful one, it turned out. he noted the man was yelling in another language - it sounded like russian, but he couldn't be sure.
the wolf paid him no attention whatsoever as he approached the fence, too caught up in what was happening on the other side of it. twitch scaled the fence easily, dropping down on the other side with a dull thud. only then did the wolf notice him, growling uncertainly. "calm down, i'm just gonna help out your buddy here," he mumbles, which does little to calm the wolf, but hey, at least he tried.
then he turns to the situation at hand. the zombies nor the man have noticed him yet, which is really their loss. twitch slammed the baseball bat straight into the skull of the zombie closest to him, knocking said zombie down after a second hit shattered his head into a sticky mess of rotting brain matter and weird green goo.
well, at least he'd gotten the attention off of the stranger. he hit the arm of a zombie getting just a little too close for comfort, sending it spiraling backwards into a couple of it's buddies. "come on, get up, let's go!" twitch called to the man, general disuse of his voice causing it to be a little rougher than usual. the wolf's anxious yelps accented his words.
((the way you started that gives me life omfg))
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[size=27pt]oh death.[/size]
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[align=center]"fucking lunatic," twitch muttered, slamming back another particularly handsy zombie. the guy was just sitting - well, laying - there, apparently unaware that unless he had a death wish he needed to move in, like, fifteen seconds. thankfully the wolf took care of the guy, pulling him to safety. twitch beat in the heads of two more just to make sure he wasn't grabbed and pulled back down like the other guy, then scaled the fence for the second time, joining the strange duo on the other side.
the wolf still clearly didn't like him, despite the whole 'saving your life' thing he'd done. figures. at least the guy's thankful, twitch thought with a sigh. "no problem," he replied, wiping a smudge of zombie goo off of his forehead.
normally twitch would've just left, but there was something different about this boy (and wolf, he supposed), something...different. perhaps it was the wound that clearly needed some attention, maybe it was the fact that the other guy was actually kinda cute - either way, twitch couldn't just leave him. at least, not without reassurance that he'd be able to live to see another day.
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[size=27pt]oh death.[/size]
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[align=center]hiya! c: i'm oh death, but feel free to call me death, or anything else you wish. would you be interested in doing a bxb wizard academy rp with me? i've never done a wizard-y rp before to be honest, but it sounds really neat, so i'd love to try it! |
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[size=27pt]oh death.[/size]
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[align=center]absolutely, sounds good to me! your taste in music is impeccable by the way
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[size=27pt]oh death.[/size]
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[align=center]i'm personally a fan of letting things play out so there's more room for creativity and stuff, but maybe we should come up with some big conflict? maybe something like a rival school, or 'bad' wizards, or even some contest both boys are participating in. same tbh
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[align=center]yes! and at first they're just trying to rile each other up but eventually it turns into a hate/love relationship that they're both nervous to own up to~ |
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[align=center]i was thinking the same actually? only it starts out with more contestants than three, of course, and each event a few more lose/get kicked off/disqualified/whatever until there's two left to battle to be the winner, blah, blah, blah...as for the individual events, we should at least come up with the first one or two, then after that we can probably just wing it. (if you couldn't tell by now, i'm a big fan of winging most things in general) |
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[align=center]a 'children of bands' bxb rp would be sublime, if you're interested, that is. c: i have a few different plots if you're interested, but i'd love to hear anything you have in mind as well! ah, those were the days, when people had to actually have superb writing skills to get into the advanced board.
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[align=center]no, no, trust me, i understand! and each day/event you have to make it through another layer/section, each one slightly harder than the next. that's really good! |
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[align=center]nothing's missing, don't worry. cx i don't mind making the thread i guess??? it probably won't be a very great start lol but it's all good. i'll be the underclassman by the way
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[align=center]each spoiler is a different plot lol but yeah these are some of the plots i have in mind...
the typical thread with each character in a band that's on warped or some other big tour. perhaps they have to share a tour bus, or they constantly run into each other at venues, either way they see each other a lot. it's fun to do this thread with some pre-existing rivalry between the two bands, but it's not necessary.
the characters aren't in bands, but their parents are. this plot deals with their parents being in separate bands. the bands tour together, and the characters tag along. they end up running into each other backstage, and at first don't get along too well since one's a wild child and the other's a typical goody two shoes. eventually they warm up to each other, though, and happily show each other the perks to a life neither had ever thought of having before, including pranking security guards, climbing structures, baking cookies, etc., basically a bunch of cute fluffy stuff lol.
this deals with the characters having parents in the same band. they've known each other forever, of course, and are the best of friends. their parents' band breaks up on bad terms and the kids have to deal with this amongst other things we can invent along the way i suppose.
one character's in a band, the other's their best friend but really shy and therefore doesn't do anything of that sort despite being really devoted to music. the one in a band ends up dragging their bestie on tour with them and introduces them to the crazy lifestyle of a band on tour, and in that way is kind of similar to the 2nd plot, only the characters already knew each other.
so, yeah, that's what i've got. c: when i came back from hiatus on an account i've since lost the password to i was really surprised as well.
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[align=center]when i was a kid i used to read the harry potter books religiously. i had a box set and read them so often i could eventually recite each book word-for-word. no joke. i dreamed of getting a letter just like harry that would pull me away from my monotonous muggle life and into a fast-paced life of magic and mystery. imagine my disappointment, then, when my 11th birthday came and went with no letter from hogwarts.
i ditched the books soon after that, both because of my disappointment and because my mum was getting quite worried for my mental state and therefore forced me to get rid of my collection dedicated to the series. a few years later, though, the summer before my freshman year of high school, i got a peculiar envelope in the mail. it had no return address, in fact, nothing was written on it at all save for my name - nikko alexander laine. it didn't even have my address on it.
i found it quite peculiar, naturally, and ripped it open as soon as i reached my bedroom. the piece of paper i pulled out was sky blue and it's words were handwritten at quite the slant, like the writer had been quite tired by the time he got to writing it.
'dear mr. laine,
you have been invited to attend freimond academy, the most prestigious school of magic in the country. if you should choose to accept this invitation, you will be enrolled for the next four years, learning the art of magic, as well as other magically-inclined programs, under the direction of several well-taught witches and wizards. if you don't, this letter will self-destruct and you will therefore have no proof that anything was ever mailed to you of this nature.
signed, professor auldwit, director of freimond academy of magic.
there was a second sheet attached that said in large letters 'check yes or no,' with two boxes. i figured it was some big joke, so i checked 'yes' with a chuckle and tucked the whole thing away.
as it turns out, it was hardly a joke at all. a representative ended up coming over and explaining the whole deal to my mother and i, and soon enough i was enrolled. it was quite the experience, especially for someone who had completely written off even the slightest possibility of magic existing, but hey - it was happening, and it was pretty freaking awesome.
it's been a year since then, i'm just starting my sophomore year, and i couldn't be happier. i've made a group of friends i fit in perfectly well, i'm enrolled in several interesting classes and i'm learning spells even the likes of harry potter couldn't learn, which is pretty cool if you ask me. every year there's a contest for wizards and witches who feel up to the challenge, but freshman aren't allowed to do it, since they know hardly anything and would most likely be killed in the first twenty seconds. this year i'm joining, though - and it's promising to be an even better game than usual, since a rival school has decided to drop by to have a go at it with us.
((ew it's terrible but it's created so yay? i think))
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[size=27pt]oh death.[/size]
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[align=center]wooh!
http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=2039858.new#new
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[align=center]would you be interested in doing a bxb superpowers 'hate at first sight' type thing? perhaps they're superheros rivaling to be the city's favorite, or one's a villain that's always taunting/teasing the hero, maybe even flirting. c: |
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[align=center]no problem! c: i'm on vacation woot
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