idk how to do anything bc of this new layout
I'm a semi-advanced to advanced roleplayer and i need some pals :((
actually a lot of things tbh. just suggest something and I'll tell you if I like it or not
ONE, TWO, ANTI'S COMING FOR YOU.
THREE, FOUR, BETTER LOCK YOUR DOOR.Edit
PLOT:
Your muse, ( Y/M ) is in love with the youtuber, Jacksepticeye. [ ^^ ] They're dating.
Everything seems to be going fine, until this year. This month. October.
Jack has been acting oddly. Very oddly, leading up to Halloween. He's been learning how to tie knots and ropes, and... Asking where the nearest lake is. He explains it's all for a new video, some 'scenery around his house' video, but that isn't the case. Sometimes, Jack's voice changes. He says stuff he wouldn't normally say. Does things he wouldn't normally do. Both Jack and Y/M hear loud stomping, footsteps, banging and crashing sounds throughout the house. Y/M rules it off as Jack's playful antics, but it's not him. Y/M doesn't know about Anti. Jack does, though. And he's scared. A few days before Halloween, Jack keeps telling Y/M to leave, and not come back until after Halloween. But, Y/M just things he's joking, and doesn't leave. On October 31st, Y/M comes home, thinking Jack and them would have a normal Halloween, but it's so far from it. Y/M comes home, calling Jack's name a few times, and when he doesn't answer, goes in his recording room to find Jack lying on top of an finished pumpkin that he was in the process of carving, a knife in hand, blood dripping from his throat.
There's no explanation. Jack keeps twitching, and Y/M, a bit scared, takes the camera and runs out of the room, locking it. Y/M thinks what happened would be explained in the video, so, leaving Jack/Anti banging on the door and yelling for them to release him, Y/M retreats into the living room and watches the video. While watching the video, that seemed to already have been published on Jack's channel, Y/M notices that while Anti was talking in the video, there is a muffled, "Help me!" Y/M assumes it's Jack, and has to think of a way to fix this issue.
JACK'S HALLOWEEN VIDEO ::
YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE ACCEPTED TO JOIN. JUST MAKE THE FIRST POST. START WHEREVER IN THE PLOTLINE THAT YOU WANT.
MY MUSE IS 26 YEARS OLD. YOURS CAN BE ANY AGE IN THE 20'S. YOUR MUSE CAN BE ANY GENDER.
YOU WILL MAKE THE FIRST POST ; THE ROLEPLAY STARTER.
MUST HAVE A FACECLAIM / PICTURE OF YOUR MUSE.
PLEASE BE SEMI-ADVANCED.
"Dark? Sounds a lot like the name your fans call your evil counterpart. Darkiplier? Is it you, Mark?" Jack was only teasing him. Little did he know, he was close to the truth. "Pfft. I'm kidding!" He broke out into a fit of laughter, an amused look in his eyes. "C'mon, are there actually any criminals in this city? It looks pretty safe around here." He shrugged, gazing out the window, watching the scenery and buildings pass by.
;; oops rushed
;; also this is the Josh Dun acc ^^ but this is my other acc !!
Josh said nothing for a while, staring at the floorboards. He didn't know what he wanted to do. He really didn't. Closing his eyes as he rested his arms on his knees and his chin on his arms, he sighed. "I don't know." He admitted, "I really don't..." He shrugged, opening his eyes and looking away.
"Together?" He repeated Eames' words. "What are you suggesting? What do you mean?" He was confused. He lifted his chin, gazing at his friend. "I've always wants to be a musician, I guess? Being a drummer sounds cool." He shrugged once again, knowing his dream was hopeless. He wanted to aim high. But not high enough that he could never get there.
"I want to be able to help people. I'm too young to do that now. But, I think, when I get older, I can do just that. I believe, anyways. But, you know, when I can, I'm getting tattoos. One, they're cool. Two, people won't take advantage of me that way.
Josh fell silent once again. He knew how to play the drums, pretty well, at that, but he would never show Eames. Not unless he asked. And he hoped he didn't. What he really wanted to do was be able to help his family. His mother and siblings. He could care less about his dad. He sat up, arms crossing,, like a child when they pout. He pushed himself to his feet. Stretching, he let out a yawn, pushing his hoof off his head and zipping up his coat. "No. What I really want to do, is show them that I'm real." By 'them' he meant Eames' parents. He narrowed his eyes a bit, making his way to climb down the ladder. He liked snow, at times. It was pretty to look at, but cold to the touch. It irritated him.
The red-haired male waited for Eames to follow him, looking over at him as he did so. Walking over to his friend, he pulled Eames' hood over his head. "Follow me, we're going for a walk." He didn't know why he wanted to, or where they were going to go, but he wanted to get out of that treehouse. Sometimes, he regretted leaving his house. He returned, a few times a week, but he just... Didn't like it there. "Doesn't matter what I want to do with my life. As long as you're there beside me, it's okay."
;; hella rushed bc I'm tired and my iPod is about to die !!
;; pfft forgot to mention this is the backup to the josh dun acc above ( aka me ) oops
Jack looked back at her, raising a brow. "No, what?" He questioned, deciding he would make tea for himself instead of coffee. He'd heard that tea was good for the throat. That, and he liked tea. He walked out into the kitchen, knowing she would follow. He started going through cabinets, placing a mug under the sink and, him being lazy, just decided to microwave the water in the mug anyway. He yawned, placing the mug in the microwave and pressing a few buttons on it. He was lazy in the mornings. Well, not all the time. Just a lot of times this month... It irritated him. Picking a blueberry tea bag, he set it on the counter, turning towards Nicole. "No, but seriously. Your health does matter-"
;; rushed sorry !! :((
Jack was silent, tapping his fingers on the countertop. As she wrapped her arms around his waist, he snickered a bit, a grin lighting up his features. "Yeah, yeah. I was thinking we could colour the icing, you know." He rolled his eyes in a playful manner. He set the mug of tea on the counter, rubbing his hands together and turning around to face her. "You know, I was thinking. When I win our little gaming competition, we should get a Pomeranian." He nodded to himself, as if it were his best idea. "Oh, come on. I'm sure you'd be a great entertainer." He exclaimed, shaking his head. "But yeah, I'll take you up on that offer. I'll show you sometime soon how to edit and stuff." Upon hearing her say she would stop by her house to change and shower, he nodded.
;; oops i just woke up its pretty rushed.
But it wasn't. Jack had thought it would be a normal day. But it wasn't. For the first couple of hours before starting on his video, he'd been trying to download an app that edits videos for you. It had worked; and the video he had been working on was already finished and up on his channel. A few minutes after Nicole arrived, it was up. But... Jack? He didn't know Nicole was home. He couldn't know. He was dead, sort of. He'd tried to kill himself; just so Anti wouldn't take control. But, oh, no. It just made it easier for him. Jack knew that today would be the worst day, and he was right. What seemed like an easy day during the morning, ended up as one of the most difficult. Jack was trapped, unable to control his own body, his own movements. All he could do was watch, listen, and sometimes speak. He lay there, slumped against the table, head on top of the carved pumpkin, Gerald, as he called him, bloody knofe in hand, a wound across his throat. He'd locked the door earlier so nothing would get in, he was afraid that the sounds he'd been hearing were truly real. And he was right.
;; heck i hope this is good 
But nobody came. Jack... or, well, Anti, couldn't. Not yet, at least. Jack had forgotten Nicole would be back. He'd forgotten that she was a curious one, she would investigate what happened. There wasn't much to investigate. Jack had taken his own life; had slit his throat. But it was for the greater good, yeah? That's what he thought. But, in doing so, he'd allowed his own demon to run free, in his body. Who knew what trouble and terror that Anti would cause? What didn't cross Jack's mind before he did what he did, was, what would happen to Nicole? She would find a way to help him. She had to. She had to know he was still in there somewhere. It was hard to hear, but, in his video, while Anti had taken over, Jack had said a quiet "help me". A plea for help. Anti hadn't moved. Not yet. He was waiting for Nicole to open the door. All the while, he was twitching.
Anti shook his head, reaching to grab her phone. It was difficult, trying to stop her while unable to use his voice. He could, but... To keep up the lie, he wouldn't. He couldn't allow her to call an ambulance. Oh, no. "St—" He began, but his voice only sounding like a garbled mess due to his wound. He kept his gaze fixed on her, his vision swimming before his eyes. He frowned, irritated by Jack's actions. He could fake his death then and there, make her think Jack had died. But, where was the fun in that? There would be mischief and fun on both ends. Faking his death, and scaring Nicole later on? That would be fun. To him, at least. Nicole? Not so much. Blood bubbled at his lips, and he placed both feet on the ground, struggling to stand, looking lie a fatally injured deer, with his expression. Just what he was going for. Anti wouldn't die because of this. Jack would, though. Though, Jack had to kept alive for Anti to be here, so, maybe Nicole should call an ambulance. All he could taste was his own blood, and he almost gagged a few times. Jack was much stronger than he thought, for the man was fighting him, and fighting to stay alive. He lowered his head, going still. The only sign that he was alive was the fast rise and fall of his chest.
;; it's okay! and tbh same :((
Anti glared at her a bit, though looking away and putting up his façade again. He rested his head on the table, tired of this. His physical appearance causes him to look exhausted. Which, he, well... Jack was. He let her move him back into his seat, scowling a bit, covering his face with his hands. He grabbed one of the knives on the table. hiding his hand behind the carved pumpkin, eyeing her warily.
;; ah heck same I'm tired so- also um I'm not sure ?? Anti could do smth hella unlike Jack and she could realize this and lock him in the room and watch the video and realize whats happened to him ?? I'm not sure. :((
It was now or never. Laughing wickedly, Anti reached out, grabbing her arm. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, love." His voice was low and angry, and he kept a firm grip on her arm. "You see, there's no use. He's gone. Forever. Say goodbye." He grinned, the blood that was just bubbling past his lips covering his teeth. He was amused. This entire situation was hilarious, to him. Holding the knife above her head, he was about to bring it down, but something stopped him. He released her, much to his dismay, watching her make a mad dash for the door.
;; rushed sorry :((
hnngh pls. you're making me stressed i don't want people to hate me for not choosing them for a role but i have to know how you roleplay before i can even consider you. ( also it be me jude hi )
( y'all lost me im confused
i mean yes i understand that but why would the queens and elders and such use the pool ( that's in the med den) ( unless they're in the med den ) because isn't it the apprentices jobs to help out the elders ??
( aaa also imay be thinking too much into this but how would there be a pool in am area such as that )
( we should just connect the streams/rivers nearby to a pool or smth )
i made it but it's rushed!!
( i'll probably make the roleplay thread later after school )
( tho idk when bc i have a busy day today )
( also how do we get more members aaaa )
yes okay so i nEED OPINIONS FOR THE LEADER'S APPEARANCE
( cries bc that age difference might as well be an elder and a warrior bye I'm not going to say no tho so shhh
