Posts by fire-heart77

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    Tick, tock. Tick, tock.
    The clock seems to go faster and faster every second. Ever since time-traveling had been created in the 3194's, everything had went down-hill. A group of men killed our present president, making one of their men take over. They brought beats from the future that made sure no one left their state, made sure no one broke the rules or would be sentenced to death, made sure no one lived for a long time...
    Anyways, the man, James Nyeat, had changed the laws, forced humans to become mutants, and sent teenagers into camps where they would learn to fight. No woman could have more than two children, or those children who were the third or higher would die.
    This was known as the Dark Days in the United States. Radiation had started, taking over the skies and the animals. More mutants had started, and kept patrols. They'd get fed those children or men or woman that had betrayed the rules. It was a type of apolalypse, you could say...Some people had begun to gone crazy, and just roamed the streets like zombies- zombies! A few of those creatures had rose, making the apocalypse worse. Though Nyeat used technology from the future that made it so he- only he, no one else -controlled the zombies or the mutants.
    Slavery had once again begun, and he killed all black adults. He'd take their children (if they had any) and turned them into slaves. Horror had begun. Half the people or more had rather fled and died, or just died of stravation or something. No one was safe... The sun would never shine due to the clouds that would always form. Rather crazy snowstorms or horrible droughts would come on...Just until some teenagers (limited to twenty-seven!) decided to take a stand. Each were from different states, and had managed to somehow sneak out. They had managed to escape the mutants, until all of them found each other in the woods of Connecticut. Questions were passed, names were thrown, trust was gained. They all had planned to come up with a way to stop that man.


    Eventually, the man would fall, right? No. He realized those teens were coming due to the fall of his mutants. He had made more and more creatures come that would stop them. Some deaths were created, and others were awful injuries. But with these incredible fighting abilites that they had, they'd stop James Nyeat...Hopefully, we all pray...


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    1. Violence is encouraged!


    2. Must have more than two characters and below six


    3. This is a serious roleplay


    4. This is advanced; proper mechanics (spelling, grammer, punctuation, etc.) and more than six sentences per post. No run-on sentences


    5. Put "Save the world" in other


    6. Don't go off doing your won thing; stay with the group


    7. Only I roleplay the guards and mutants, OKAY?!


    8. Changed my mind. Put "Rule the world" in other


    9. No one is perfect, got that?


    10. Romance...is okay


    11. Swearing is fine. You don't have to star (***) it out


    12. Follow these rules, darling


    13. Be creative


    14. No time skips unless it's nighttime


    15. Don't join and then leave; don't let this thread die, either!


    16. Have fun!


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    [font=georgia]Leader:
    Matthew Daniel Krats


    Deputy:


    Seekers:
    Megin Elizabeth Hestin


    Warriors:
    Charlotte Irene Desvane...Apprentice, Jayzon Lee Marcun


    Apprentices to Warriors:
    Jayzon Lee Marcun


    Apprentices to Seekers:


    Mothers:


    Little Ones:


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    Leader; leads the group


    Deputy; takes the leader's spot when dead, otherwise acts as a warrior


    Seekers; find needed materials...Medicine, weapons, food, etc.


    Warriors; fight off the creatures or kill betrayers of the group


    Apprentices; train to become a warrior/seeker, start training at the age of seven


    Mothers; woman that take care of the Little Ones, otherwise are seekers


    Little Ones; Children under the age of seven

    OOC:
    I'm here. Here's Catherine, or Cat for short:


    IC:
    Catherine took a sip of her ber, than looked at her best friend. Her left left was sitting atop her right leg, both carefully swinging back and forth. "Nothing much." She lied, her brown eyes glowing. Catherine looked up at the television, sighing. Could the channels be any more freaking boring? Cat wondered. Se tucked her short, curly brown hir behind her tan ears before looking at Ryan again. "What about you?" Her hispanic/spanish accent curved around each and every one of her words, spinning out from her tongue.

    "Okay, okay." Cat sighed. "I'm in a pretty awful relationship myself. Ugh...He always seems to be hanging with his friends, and never exactly talks to me. Plus, when we do hang out, he'd rather watch TV and drink at his house instead of the two of us going out." Catherine sighed, running a hand through her dark hair. "But, my job's going pretty well, as a marine bioligist." The young woman gave a small shrug before taking a small sip of her thin liquid, and then gently smacking her lips together. "So, that's the story of Catherine right now." The hispanic woman added with a small laugh.

    Sorry, but partly denied. Please fix these;
    your form is all mashed up. it should look likt this.


    Also, for room number, you did not put the correct number.


    And, your personality part and appearance part is not...advanced. It needs to be written out more clearly;


    Olivia has light blonde hair that...Her skin is...She has sparkling eyes that are a beautiful shade of...


    Please redo your orm. I am not trying to be strict.

    Accepted. But, fo rooms, I'll show you what I mean.


    Each room has a form that looks like this:
    Girls' Bedroom #...
    Floor: One or Two
    Room Number For Form: A number here
    Holds: One Or Two people
    Bedroom To: Open


    Or like that. Find a bedroom that you like that isn't taken and go to this part;
    Room Number For Form: A number here


    Where it says "A number here" you will see a number. Put that in that part ofthe form.


    This is located in The House, The Inside section, scrolled far down.


    Thanks!


    Emily was sitting on her couch when she heard her phone buzz. "Ooh! Cat!" She yelled, flipping her brown hair from her eyes. "Wha?!" Catherine growled back. "It's Blu! She's inviting us to play STB at her house!" Catherine yelped with happiness. "Okay, okay! I'm coming!" The younger girl dashed down the stairs, pulling her black hair to the side. "Let's go!"
    Em and Cat hurried to their ferarri. Well, it was Emily's ferarri. Catherine had a mustang. They drove towards Blu's house.
    After a moment of driving they arrived and gave a small knock on the door. "Catherine and Emily!" The two called in sink.