forum “What’s your greatest fear?” // 5/5, closed // Stalkers welcome!
Started by @the-void-phantasmic language
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@Morals-are-for-mortals language

(Avhira, once this is started we likely won't be taking in any new people. Please, refrain from commenting in this rp as you are not a part of it. You are welcome to stalk, but because you are not a part of it, please do not post on it.)

@im-with-stoopid pets

(When was the last time M was online? Like two-three days ago? Wonder what's got them busy?)

(I'd say at least have the starter up, but if it needs our character's names or like a specific trait that's on the sheets then I guess you'll have to wait-)

@the-void-phantasmic language

(Btw, all the staff members appear in the character’s rooms at the same time, and they all say the exact same thing: they address the character by their full name, then say “It’s time to meet the others.” You’ll see what I mean in the starter)

@the-void-phantasmic language

Where am I?

Daphne looks around the room she just appeared in, feeling confused and a little dizzy. She shakes her head and immediately heads toward the door. She attempts to open the door, but it’s locked. She jiggles the doorknob a little, and even hits the door a few times. Her heart starts racing. She always hated being locked in a room… Fuck, fuck, fuck- calm down, you’re fine- Daphne takes a few shallow breaths, then looks around again, and sees the note on the table. She walks to the table and picks up the note, her hands shaking.

Welcome, contestant. A staff member will see you in a few minutes to lead you to the main room, where you’ll meet the others. Wait a minute…

That letter she got. She thought it was just some stupid prank, but… You and your fellow contestants will meet each other in about two weeks… it’s been two weeks since she got that letter, and now she’s trapped in a random room, with this note on the table. Definitely not a trick.

As she stares at the letter, she hears the door opening. She flinches hard, dropping the letter back on the table and turning around. There’s a girl, about her age, standing in the doorway, with her hands behind her back. “Daphne Allen?”

Daphne blinks a few times, then slowly nods. “Uh… yep, that’s me.” How did she know my name?

The girl nods and steps aside. “It’s time to meet the others.”

Daphne just stands there for a moment, bewildered. “…Okay.” She quickly steps out of the room, and follows the girl down a hallway. She looks around and starts fidgeting. This is bad… this is really bad…

In the other rooms, other staff members are gathering the rest of the contestants, each saying the same thing. The creepiest part? Somehow they all know everything about the contestants. Their name, where they live, but most importantly… their deepest, darkest fears. But that surely won’t cause any problems.

…Right?

(I’ll be narrating the NPCs in between responses btw)

@JustALostM book

Character template:

Basic Info

Name: Francis Clover
Nicknames (if any): Fran or Clover
Age: 17
Gender and pronouns: Male; He/him/his

Appearance

Skin tone: medium
Identifying marks (scars/birthmarks/etc): Scar on his face from left eyebrow to right of his chin.
Height: 5'10
Weight: 172 lb
Eye color: Hazal
Hair color: Dark brown
Hair style: Curly/ wavy
Body type: Thin but a little muscular
Usual outfit (optional):
Face claim (optional):
Voice (optional):

Personality

Basic personality: Clover usually is a nice person. He always tries to help people and is, in general, a nice guy to be around. If you are rude to anyone he likes though, he wont like you much.
Sexuality: Straight
Greatest Fears: He fears the pain of loosing a loved one (In background) And Claustrophobia
Motivations: He usually gets motivated after listening to music, and usually likes taking walks in the forest because he enjoys the animals there.
Hobbies: Reading, writing, Bird watching etc.
Talents: He can make little trinkets out of anything you give him.
Background (optional): When clover was 14 he had been outside playing ball in his yard. He heard a noise and he went to investigate. He found what looked to be a metal ball that could be taken apart. He took it in his house and started to take it apart, trying to figure out what it was… It was a bomb. Some how he had survived the explosion but fate had a different idea for his parents.
Physical conditions: He has a limp that's not to noticeable.
Mental conditions: N/A
Other:

@JustALostM book

(I'm sorry 'bout that. I should be more online due to school and all my tests finally being done! I went to sleep 3:30am to study-)

@Morals-are-for-mortals language

What the fuck just happened to me? Tseth looks around the room he had just appeared in. It was small, and plain, and the table had a note on it. Wait, what? He picks up the note, and after he reads it he sets it back down. That wasn't some fake letter from who-knows-where a couple weeks back? Shit, I need to get out of here. Now. He tries to open the door, but it's locked. His breaths become quicker as he paces around the room. He bangs on the door, but it doesn't budge. Let me out of here-