@Celeste_X0X0_ group
Hey sorry guys I'v been like ridiculously sick so I like disappeared. Nyx, if you'd like to post the start let to get things going you can! I probably will be out another day. Sorry guys :(
Hey sorry guys I'v been like ridiculously sick so I like disappeared. Nyx, if you'd like to post the start let to get things going you can! I probably will be out another day. Sorry guys :(
Oh no umm I honestly super nervous about giving a starter but I can try tomorrow!!
Oh well you don't have to. I just felt bad holding the roleplay back. But if you don't mind it starting later I can still write it up.
I'm totally okay with waiting I mean we've waited this long lol I just don't want to mess it up on my first go around and then have someone get mad
oh trust me nobody's gonna get mad. i wrote up a starter post already so you wouldn't have to but if you still want to you can. But again, nobody would be mad at you.
I worry about that stuff lol If you want you can go ahead and post that since you've already written it
(okie dokie ^^)
The date is February 1st, 2018. The time is 1 o'clock AM. Two hours before the first bomb hits. Its cold but the winter was decently short this year around so it was just starting to warm up.
Jesse Nadhi stands in a dimly lit underground room with a crowd of people hollering and shouting, leaning over the railing and placing their bets. Using money, drugs, animals, cars, etc. as their currency. The walls around her are made of concrete, including the ceiling. The floor of the ring was made of dirt, the concrete stripped from the square. She stares at a rectangular ring about the size of an average living room with two barred cages on either side of the ring.
The metal bars rattle as two large animals scratch at and bang their bodies against the railing as they try to get out, deep growls and barks coming from inside.
The stench of sweat, drugs, smoke, dust, and dirty animals fill the room and Jesse's lungs. Though she doesn't react, as she's used this.
Jesse turns away at a loud bang, the metal clanging and scraping at the concrete. Two huge dogs lunge out at each other from across the ring, their paws beating at the ground and their claws at one another.
She doesn't care to take note of the dogs fighting. Their breed, size, health, etc. Instead, she makes her way towards the edge of wall and opened a large metal grey door, rolling up the sleeves of her dull green and black flannel from her wrists to just below her elbows, ready to get her hands dirty if need be.
The second she walks into the room, she's greeted by two men. One is a large man a few inches shorter than her with brown hair and a thick beard and mustache. He wears a heavy winter coat with fur lining the hood and his hair is swiped back as if he was trying a little too hard to look intimidating.
The other man was of similar stature but just a little lighter with lighter brown hair. If Jesse cared to look any harder she would say it was a dirty blonde, but things like this had never been things she noticed. Half of the people she met, she wouldn't be able to tell you what they looked like other than their gender. And even then sometimes she didn't remember.
All Jesse paid attention to was getting whatever job that was given to her done without any strings attached to herself. And that's what she was good at as well.
"who are you?" the large of the men asks Jesse. To which she doesn't reply to his question. But instead she looks to their waists, then to their faces. "does anyone else know you two are here?" she asks, looking down to the both of them.
Jesse's voice is low, scratchy, and threatening. It seemed as if she couldn't care less about what she was doing. As if this were routine for her. She has a thick German accent as well. Most of the time when she speaks English she misses a few syllables or conjunction words for the English language. As it's very obvious that it's not her first, or honestly even her 3rd language.
The men furrow their brows, looking to each other then to Jesse. They say nothing, not wanting to give out any info if it meant it could possible compromise them. But they just gave Jesse exactly what she needed to know.
(okay so again, im sick rn so im sorry my writing isnt the best.)
(so moral of this, we're writing a little bit before the first bomb hits. Everyone put your character in separate locations unless you talk to the other person about it. Same goes for having your characters be connected to others without talking to the owner of the character. uhm i think thats basically it. Dont write the bombing till after i post about it. But i think i already said that.
again, sorry for the weird writing haha)
(It might take me a but to write my reply just an fyi and I think you did just fine!)
(oh yeah you're fine haha. i don't expect anybody to reply to this soon. especially since i like disappeared ;~;)
(I should be able to get it up tonight tho!and I understand that your sick just get some rest ❤)
(thank you! And take your time! Same goes for everyone else! ^^)
Tamryn sat at what would be lunchtime if he were attending a normal school, eating the food he got from the cafeteria. It was currently an hour past midnight. This was a school his parents had chosen for him to accelerate graduation so he could get into college faster, he was supposed to graduate this year, but the way things were going, he wasn't so sure.
Tam usually sat alone, watching everyone else talk with their friends or share stuff they found recently online from their phones. Some of them were loud, but others also sat alone either reading a book or doing homework. Tamryn had thought about going up to one of them, but figured they'd rather be alone, he knew that sometimes you just needed to do your own thing, even if he did see the same people sit alone for months. He wondered if they had any friends. Maybe they did and they just weren't in the same group that came to lunch last. It was like that. Three groups went to eat at different times, sometimes they ran out of food for the last group, but the one thing that Tamryn loved about being in the last group is that lunch was long for them, meaning extra time out of class to just relax.
Tamryn was good at being responsible and doing his homework, sometimes he did slip up and didn't do all of it, but those were on rare occasions. While Tamryn might be a straight A and B student, he never really studied much. It's not that he didn't want to, he just didn't know how. Going over your notes and testing yourself by covering up certain lines to see if you got them right did nothing for him. He'd remember at the moment but would completely blank out when it came time to take the test. It was even worse during finals because he tried so hard to do everything in his power to study, going online and finding random tests on the subject he was assigned to, to take, but on the real thing he ended up getting a C, mostly D's. Sometimes he would fail, it was something he never understood because he would still pass thanks to his decently good grades, but it was a test to see how much he had learned/knew. How was it that he had good grades and yet failed when it came to putting his knowledge to the test? He should know these things. Or well, it's what his parents always told him when he got anything under a C. It was a lot of pressure to do good, not just from seeing the disappointment and anger from his parents, but also because he held himself to those standards as well. He would beat himself up to the point of having mental breakdowns in the bathroom before he entered the classroom for a big test, that he knew would drop his grades. It was inevitable.
He needed extra help, but when he tried talking to his parents about it, they always told him the one thing he didn't want to hear. Pray to God. He'll answer your prayers, just devote yourself to him and he'll give you the intelligence to pass your classes. Tamryn had done that, for years now in high school, even in middle school, but for some reason no matter how he gave and gave to the one being that was supposed to help him, he never did. Maybe Tamryn was a little mad at God for not answering him when he needed it, but he still loved him.
Tamryn had asked the teachers to help him but all they could do was tutor him after school which wasn't an option. If his parents found out that he was getting help from somewhere else, they would tell him that he wasn't trusting in God enough and that he needed to try harder.
It was the same thing when it came to medical injuries. They were stubborn to the point where they wouldn't let Tamryn take any painkillers when he needed them the most. Any type of discomfort or hurt he felt would immediately be taken to church to be prayed for, even if it was something serious. They only took him to the hospital when he was on the brink of death. Which had only happened once, but it angered him that they didn't take him seriously when he knew what he was feeling, maybe God could have healed him, taken whatever was bothering him at the time, but he hadn't, once again. Still, Tamryn knew that God did things in his own time and he couldn't hold a grudge against that. Who was he anyway to question God?
(i hope you feel better Celie!! also, love your post so much omg, it's so mysterious i love it!)
(Ah thank you! I tried to not go overboard lol. And also thank you, I hope I get to feeling better too :,) I love your post too btw!)
(As for like everyone in general, I updated the setting at the very beginning of my starting post to kind of set the scene. This includes time, date, year, weather. I didnt change the time or year but other than that, it's changed. So make sure yall pay attention to that and include that in your post! (Dont write the time or anything as ill do that, but make sure you put in your writing that your setting is the same in everyone else's posts. This way we can make sure we're not all writing in totally different places/timeliness! XD)
(Sorry I suddenly updated it but I wanted to do it soon bc I realized the weather wasn't accurate wih how early in the year it was and with how late at night it was lol. So as a whole, it's basically winter but it's a short winter this year. In the story, let's say the "npc's" or whoever are blaming it on global warming. But really it's due to the fact that I didn't think too hard on that part haha. There is definitely snow still though. But by early March it'll be gone. It's 1 in the morning so dark and very cold obviously. I know 1am isn't a normal rp starting time but for this, I thought it'd be fun to experiment with. Lemme know if yall have any problems with any of these and we can work it out ^^)
( Ima put mine up now! do I need to put the date and time as well?)
(fuck did i read that wrong then? if that's the case, can my kid have school at night?)
(Lmao I'm a little lost now)
(it says AM which is at night, i read it wrong and wrote my response as if it was during the day (PM)
(Ah okay did she want us to put the time as well or no…? Her wording kinda messed me up a little bit)
(i would say no because Celie already set the date and time, but maybe she does? you'd have to ask her)
(I mean the way she worded it if think so but I'll wait might just post it and if she wants it on there I'll just add it on)
(alrightyy)
(Hey sorry guys I passed out)
(So you don't have to put the date and time. If it changed duarstically or needs set, I'll put it at the beginning of my post. Just make sure your post is in that time is all. That includes weather as well. If I say it's February and snowing, don't write about how it's hot, write about the winter. Just simple things haha. Atlas, that's totally fine. You don't have to change your post, but what you could do is do a little skip? Like now they're out of school, at home (or doing whatever the hell you want them to haha) and it's now 2am. I don't want you to have to change your last post it was so good XD)
(Also I'm sorry to y'all for the confusion)
(I think I'm gonna add another character and add a small template later)
Alex would normally be asleep at this time the clock read 1:00 AM she looked over at the little girl laying next to her the tv in front of them Illuminating the room the girl wasn't related to Alex no she was her neighbor the girls mother asked Alex to watch them so she could go out she wasn't exactly sure where she was going at 1 in the fucking morning but whatever it was she would watch the girl regardless she had known these people for 4 years she'd become good friends with this girls mother and this girl and now and then she'd have to watch her she didn't mind of course she really just needed sleep the only time she would ever stay up this late was if she was having an episode but she usually kept those under control when Lexie was over she looked over at the blonde haired child lying asleep on the couch he body curly up in a little ball as she slept peacefully Alex smiled at the picture that was laid out in front of her she was close to sleep herself but she figured shed stay up for a little bit longer she made herself comfortable on the couch as she started at the tv if I tired expression as her eyes began to close slightly
(Oh I didn't see your response I'm sorry!!)
(oooh okay! Im glad y'all are taking advantage of the more than one character thing haha. im normally the only one ^^)
(also that's alright! You did great with the whole time thing. When i was saying dont put the time in there, i meant like dont change it if that makes sense? like do a sort of time skip, as those require the whole group to have a conversation about it first. You can totally write about it in your post though! And i like how you did it as well!)
(Also, if you feel comfortable with it, could you maybe put some commas and periods in your posts? i had to read it a few times in order to understand what was happening.)
( @RiverTheSeawing im just gonna @ you bc i haven't seen you on in a hot second. Are you still wanting to be in this?)
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