forum The 5th Wave Rp...OCs only (Open)

Started May 28, 2018 by Deleted user

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//works for me

(That works for me as well. I've reposted the last two updates here.)

Corban, breathless as he runs up to the girls, says. "I'm here." Not two seconds later the plan makes impact.

Metal screeches upon pavement as it grazes the road and several houses.

There is no explosion. No power is the explanation Corban's mind gives him as he numbly watches with his mouth open wide the settling crash.

Everyone's dead. Corban has always hated it when his own mind annoyingly states the obvious.

(By @10yson )

"And every other plane around the world that was flying moments ago…" Brandon thought aloud. Unable to move, he watched as his new friends rushed to help others. He tried to calculate the amount of death that just occurred. It was too overwhelming. Like the Black Plague just hit in an instant, a sizable fraction of the population dead.

On an inhale, Charlotte said, "Let's not think about this for now." She was trying to stay calm despite the immense sadness blossoming inside her. Hundreds upon hundreds of lives, gone in an instant. It wasn't supposed to be possible. "Mental shutdowns will only make this worse," she added quietly, choking back tears. "We need to think in terms survivors. How to help." She turned her back to the crash site and looked around at the crowded street.

For a moment Corban almost panics. Even Charlotte's calm front doesn't settle his mind and he almost loses it. But in the light of the crash blaze he sees the fear he feels frozen on everyone else's face. Maybe we'll all lose it together.
He takes in a shaky breath and nods. "I wonder if any law enforcement is able to do anything."

A single tear managed to escape Charlotte's hold and slowly trickled down her face, disappearing into her skin.
"I would say they won't be able to get anywhere for a while," she guessed quietly. "Maybe we should all head towards the city? Towards people?"

“And towards taller buildings that will have a greater impact radius if— or when— they fall,” Victoria whispered, twisting her hands nervously. “Maybe… if we can find a large house? Or… a warehouse?”

Charlotte nodded slowly. "Okay, but we will need reinforcements soon." She looked around at the surrounding crowd. "We've got two and a half neighbourhoods to handle and we can't do it alone."

“I could try and find a big enough place,” Victoria volunteered, raising her hand a little. “And then… I dunno…. you, Charlotte, or maybe Corban, could go and see if any of the neighborhood people have influence, then they could help lead.”

Charlotte took a step back, shaking her head. "I'm not a people person, so I'd advise against sending me."

Corban nods. "I can go. But whether you find a place to gather or not, we'll still need a rendezvous point." He holds up his black-screened phone. "These won't be any help in communication."

Victoria sighed. “We could meet behind the front desk of the lobby of the apartment we were all in. I doubt anyone’s still there, in the lobby, I mean.”

Corban bites his lip but nods again. Really, he'd just like it if the lights all turned on again, or, maybe if this were all just a dream…. "Got it. I'm heading out then." A few men from the crowd move to go with him and help. Corban nods gratefully to them and the small group moves out.

//oh
oh no
Are we still going to keep going?

[I see no reason why we can't continue. :) If you guys are game with keeping this going, I'm in.]

"Okay," Charlotte sighed, turning to Victoria. "What now? We need to find a way to handle them all before panic breaks out. You may think this is bad, but wait til you're in the middle of a rioting mob."
She ran a hand through her disheveled mousy hair, breathing quickly. Trying to find a solution, she started pacing in front of Victoria.

(Hello! Do you need more characters? I didn't really read the book (too long ago rip) but I can just follow along I guess? If yes, I'll go and fill out the template :0 )
I can just be someone who like bumps into one of you while you guys are evading the plane thing-

(Hey, join in @Yoaisami ! I'll tell peeps about the waves before they occur so you guys know what you need to.
If you're just now tuning in:
The first wave has just occurred, but no one has any idea what is going on. The aliens have set off an EMP worldwide, so all electrical tech is useless for the present. A plane has crashed near the house where we were all at. No survivors. The main characters are splitting up to help/find help, while some mains and others are going to find a place to assemble.)

(Hm, alright! Someone find me lmao I'll be locked in a car somewhere as a heads up XD
I'll run over and make my character now, thank you!)
Btw, how many girls are there and boys? I want to make sure theres not too many of either

[Corban should be heading your way then. :) Heads up, I think you could still technically get out of a locked car if an EMP went off. <-A thought.
There are 4 females and 3 males, but I only know of 2 females and 1 male being active at the present. (Charlotte/@altogether_quite_impossible_to_describe, Victoria/@CWTurtleOfFreedom, and Corban/@Peter Duende)]

Name: Elijah Harper (pfft the first two names I saw on google rip)
Nickname: Eli
Age: 17 and a half
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Demiromantic
Personality: He is quiet awkward and straightforward with strangers, but the more he grows close to the person the more comfortable he is with them. He is also a bit stubborn when it comes to something he feels strongly about.
Appearance: He has long black hair that he ties into a ponytail. Hhe has a light blue eyes paired with a pale complexion. Slightly shorter than the average height, will probably be shorter than the boy he stands next to.
Astrological Sign: Capricorn
Background: I'll develop it as I go~
Other: He likes reading books and drawing, as well as writing. His favorite genre is fantasy, he loves immersing himself in made up worlds to forget the one he's in.

"Okay," Charlotte sighed, turning to Victoria. "What now? We need to find a way to handle them all before panic breaks out. You may think this is bad, but wait til you're in the middle of a rioting mob."
She ran a hand through her disheveled mousy hair, breathing quickly. Trying to find a solution, she started pacing in front of Victoria.

"You're right," Victoria nodded, trying her best to stay calm. "These people have no reason to follow our lead, so we need to give them one."

(Crapit. Pardon. I've got to go for now, but I'll be back tomorrow. If you'd each like to continue, please do so. Don't bother waiting. I'll update in such a way that no one has to wait for moi.)

One of the guys with Corban takes a few others down a different street, leaving Corban in a group of 5 or so. One of the guys remaining, probably in his 40's or so, automatically takes the lead, but not in a pushy, "I-want-to-be-in-charge" way. Corban's grateful as the man leads them down the next street and their little group disperses over a small area to talk with other people, knock and doors, and look for those in need.