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Lost and Never Found : NewYork Streets /OOC/ ( )

Postby Thunder on Mon Mar 30, 2009 8:07 pm

After meals from garbage cans and dumpsters, night after night the forgotten, youth of America find their beds under bridges and on the streets. Some are forced to depend on the generosity and kindness of strangers, others make their ways off of more dangerous, dirty work, as they panhandled to sustain their existence. They live their lives experiencing the extreme pains of hunger, the constant uncertainty and danger of living on the streets, exhaustion, depression, and social rejection—and all of this by their own choice.

Rules:
-Yes, this is a runaway roleplay but it's not going to be one of those stupid ones where some nights you sleep in a hotel and others you don't. It's fine to spent nights in old warehouses or friend's apartments but the entire group lives mainly on the street.
-Your character is part of this group of runaways, although they are allowed to not like it and wander from the group as much as they like.
-This isn't going to be some PG roleplay considering in reality, this isn't something that light. Sex, drugs, alcohol and all of that jazz will be involved.
-Please, be literate. Try atleast to post two full, detailed paragraphs.

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Name: Obvious.
Age: I won't put a minimum or maximum age for this but just keep in mind that it'd be pretty hard for a six year old to sneak into New York City without being noticed by someone and I'm pretty sure no group of younger people would want some fifty year old hanging out with them.
Job: You don't need to have one if you don't want and most of you won't have a real job.
Personality: Full sentences, please.
How you ended up here: Basically a short biography.
Appearence: No anime, cartoons or drawings.

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Name: Tyler O'Neil
Age: 21
Job: Tyler spends his nights selling drugs and mugging people on the streets. During the day he pick-pockets and steals from stores.
Personality: Blunt and rude at times, Tyler never really comes across as the nicest guy. He takes shit from no one and isn't afraid to start a fight. Because of his hard past, he grew up knowing the streets so he knows them like the back of his hand. He's hard to be tricked or scammed and he's usually the one doing it. Tyler hates it when people complain over the smallest things and act as if they deserve better than what they're getting. He's addicted to drugs although he'd never admit it and deep down he can be a good guy. He tries not to let the younger kids try drugs or alcohol but he knows that their mind's will be ruined soon enough.
How you ended up here: Tyler really doesn't know what his parents or young life was like. The earliest memory he knows are ones when he was five or six while living with his grandparents. They lived in the West end of Manhatten but sadly, they both passed away before Tyler was ten. He got a taste of the streets at a young age beacuse he ran after his grandmother died. After months of searching for the 'kidnapped' child, investigators gave up and Tyler's case was closed at unsolved. He lived on the streets, suffering a bit at first because he wasn't sure wether to steal or not but he realizes that morality didn't matter on the streets. He got into drugs at the ripe age of twelve and began selling them at thirteen. He began the group when he was fourteen after meeting a few teenagers like him.
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Re: Lost and Never Found : NewYork Streets /OOC/ ( )

Postby LaurenAFI on Mon Mar 30, 2009 8:48 pm

Name: Hope Brecker
Age: 19
Job: Pole Dancer
Personality: Hope is wild and un-tameable. Her personality tends to scare some people because she is usually high or drunk. Either way, she does things her way no matter what anyone has to say about it and her spiteful personality turns many people off. She really can be sincere when she's around people that she likes. Although her always ready for a fight attitude never really fades, she does have a good sense of humor as long as the jokes aren't directed at her. Hope is always looking for a good time and she's never quiet. When hanging around with the group she acts as if she is very independent and strongwilled but while she's at work her personality changes entirely. She becomes very calm and flirty, really just looking for the money.
How you ended up here: Hope has basically lived on the streets for her entire life. Coming from a dysfunctional family of Irish immigrants, Hope was introduced to alcohol at the ripe age of eleven. Her father, a construction worker tended to be abusive after a few beers which was one of the reasons why Hope would sleep in parks instead of at home on weekends. Her mother, a cleanind lady had left their family by the time Hope was thirteen and that was when she decided that she too wouldn't go back home again. After stealing spare change, drugs and a few beers from her father, Hope set out on her own. She managed to collect money for a few weeks until being introduced to prostitution. Over the years she became more familiar with how thinks worked in the real world and has been pole dancing for money at a strip club since she was fifteen. Hope was one of the first people in the group of homeless people.
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Re: Lost and Never Found : NewYork Streets /OOC/ ( )

Postby Eternity on Mon Mar 30, 2009 9:15 pm

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Name: Amisha Larikta

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Occupation: Belly-dancer/Waitress at the Black Light

Personality: Somewhat cautious, a bit overly careful, and always curious regardless. She has a sense of self-sufficiency, and a slight pride about having made it thus far alone. She feels singled out a lot though, and suffers from post-traumatic stress disorder that further evolved into a twisted depression. She still tries to hide the fact that her life is a twisted mystery, and keeps all secrets to herself.

History:
-Amisha was born in India, and raised in New Delhi (the capital city of India). Life there was hard, seeing as her parents were not rich, and the economy was collapsing in such a quick way that the caste system was becoming either high-class, or impoverished. She eventually ran away from her home and her depressive parents to live a more exciting life on the streets of New Delhi. There she met her two best friends, Ambar and Tarik. The kids roamed and stole, and lived a pretty adventurous life.
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But things got rough as Tarik began to sell drugs on the streets. He did it to support his sister and his friend Amisha. But one day, Tarik ended up getting jumped, and lost all the drugs. His dealer then came back and took away his sister at first. Amisha and Tarik then struggled to find his sister. But when they came up with only a body, Tarik lost control. He sought his dealer, and Amisha followed. What she witnessed was horrifying. Tarik too, died. And Amisha was beaten until she was thought to be dead. She was only fifteen at the time, and Tarik was her first love.
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Rescued by tourists, she was adopted and taken back to America. At sixteen, she was taught English standards and money measurements and the like. The shock of being in a new country with a new language was as well horrifying, and her nightmares compelled her to flee this home just as she had fled her last. A young girl running as fast as she could.
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Within the passing years, she has closed herself down quite some bit. She took courses and dancing seems to be her passion. She is, as of now, a belly-dancer- one of the best- for the Black Light- a small Indian-style club, bar, and restaurant in New York. And because of her Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (from the destructive beating and other things that occurred that night) has gone untreated, it has warped into a sense of implosive and self-contained depression that seems to suck the life out of her day by day. Just recently, has she found this group and sought solace within it.


Things I added in in case you don't feel like re-reading XD
-She is very recent to the group
-At age fifteen was when Tarik died and she was beaten half-to-death
-At age sixteen she came to America
-Sixteen she fled her home and seventeen she came to the group.
Last edited by Eternity on Mon Apr 06, 2009 8:25 pm, edited 2 times in total.
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Re: Lost and Never Found : NewYork Streets /OOC/ ( )

Postby Thunder on Mon Mar 30, 2009 9:35 pm

You're both accepted. I hope you don't mind that the IC probably won't be up until around six eastern time tomorrow.
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Re: Lost and Never Found : NewYork Streets /OOC/ ( )

Postby Emptor on Mon Mar 30, 2009 9:47 pm

NOT DONE YET MORE TO BE ADDED

Name:
Christopher Adenares
Age:
17

Job:
He works by lugging fish crates down at the harbor

Personality:
Chris is secluded and prefers the dark and quiet over the loud and boisterous.He would rather stand in the sides then in the spotlight,however if push comes to shove he will fight back.He doesn't open up to anyone and tends to keep more to himself then the to speak to others.Although he comes off as,and is cold and aloof he regularly treats his friends to little trinkets that he finds during his trips into people's pockets.

How you ended up here:Christopher's father was a drunk who had lost the family's home on gambling debts.The family was sent to the poorhouses but the fathers debts were so high that the casino took what they could of their possessions and still had thousands of dollars left to pay.So the casino sent loan sharks who dragged Christopher's parents away.Cold,Hungry and alone he wandered the streets for a few years learning the ins and outs of the city.Learning who to steal from,where to hide after theft and who to sell it to.On one such thieving operation Chris had just stolen a ring for a buyer and waited for him in the specified location when the police arrived with the potential buyer in tow.Quickly Chris ran away as the officers chased him.For a while his life seemed to be simply sleeping during the day time and running at night until he found the group.

Appearance:
Hair:Dirty Blond
Skin:A dark mix of Middle Eastern and Italian
Eyes:Green Grey
Physique:Wide and very heavyset
Face:his nose is smaller then average and his chin has a small scar on it.
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Re: Lost and Never Found : NewYork Streets /OOC/ ( )

Postby Paramorex on Tue Mar 31, 2009 2:31 pm

Name: Brooklyn Hills
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Job: Drug Dealing. At times she has to make money off of hanging around guys but she doesn't have sex, something most of the guys hate, especially when paying her. Stealing is something that she doesn't like to do, often causing people to think she isn't fit for the life she's living but if it is a desperate situation, she will steal.
Bio: Brooklyn was born on Christmas morning, sixteen years ago. Both of her parents were well off doctors and Brooklyn had tow older sisters. Her sisters were both more than five years older than her so by the time she was thirteen they were both off at college. Because of them not being home anymore, her parents began to focus more on her. She had always gotten away with slacking in school, becoming some what of a slut, partying while her parents were gone and those sorts of things. Now she was getting in trouble more and she hated it. The sudden pressure was too much for her so she decided she didn't want to have to follow the rules anymore and she left. On her train ride to New York, she was introduced to drugs for the first time. She bought just a bit of cocaine and she loved it. After spending all of the money she had bought on drugs, she decided to sell some to make money and that's how she got into the buisness. At times this didn't pay enough for her and so after sneaking into clubs, she'd hang around and flirt with drunk men, promising them that she'd cgo over their houses if they gave her some money. She's been on the streets for about two years, always promising herself she'd stop taking drugs but it never actually working out.
Personality: Brooklyn is very loud and friendly to most. She's some what of an air-head and everything that comes out of her mouth never seems to be right but she isn't a rude or mean person. She tends to flirt a lot, especially when she knows the person has drugs or money on them. There are people that she doesn't like though. To these people she really doesn't come across as intimidating as she wishes because most of her threats come out wrong but she does know how to be a bitch.
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Name: Joleigh [Joe-lee] Banks
Age: 13
Job: N/A
Personality: Joleigh doesn't come across as someone who is fit for the streets but because of her independent past, she does know how to fend for herself. She acts rather dependent on money that others in the group makes and feels that since her parents never really cared about her, that she should get things for free now. Being a bit demanded really does nothing for her out on the streets because no one cares. Joleigh knows this and really only associates with the people that she thinks won't hurt her. Her wall usually comes down when she meets people but once she becomes close to people she relies on them for everything.
How you ended up here: Joleigh grew up in a poorer, crime filled area of Queens, New York. She never knew her father and she lived with her mother and step-father. Both of them were usually out late and when they did come home before Joleigh was asleep, her mother would be drunk and her step-father ready to beat her. It was never anything too noticeable but it was enough to leave bruises on the small child. This went on until she was about ten. Her grades in school were horrible, her mother didn't believe that her husband hit Joleigh and he had just joined a gang. One night when Joleigh was eleven she had locked the door in her room that night and heard her parents arrive. After a few moments of yelling, she could hear the heavy footsteps of her step-father making his way up to her room. He banged on the locked door, yelling threats at the panicking girl who managed to throw a twenty dollars and a pair of clothes into a small bag beforing pulling the window open and running. She ran that night, taking breaks to walk only when she was in areas that were a bit crowded so there were wittnesses around if anything happened. Two days after her escape was when she made it to the heart of New York, meeting up with some of the loners in the group and staying with them.

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Re: Lost and Never Found : NewYork Streets /OOC/ ( )

Postby Thunder on Tue Mar 31, 2009 10:05 pm

All three of you are accepted. If we can get one or two more members I can put up the IC.
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Re: Lost and Never Found : NewYork Streets /OOC/ ( )

Postby Paramorex on Wed Apr 01, 2009 4:15 pm

Is there an IC up yet?
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Re: Lost and Never Found : NewYork Streets /OOC/ ( )

Postby Thunder on Wed Apr 01, 2009 5:01 pm

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Re: Lost and Never Found : NewYork Streets /OOC/ ( )

Postby Eternity on Wed Apr 01, 2009 9:48 pm

I threw some extra little things in my history for Amisha to clarify age questions (like when she did this, or what age did this happen).

At the bottom of my profile, I listed my little changes with bullets so you guys don't have to re-read. :)
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Re: Lost and Never Found : NewYork Streets /OOC/ ( )

Postby Thunder on Wed Apr 01, 2009 9:51 pm

Okay, thanks. Yeah, that helps. So she doesn't have a close relationship with any of them yet, correct?
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Re: Lost and Never Found : NewYork Streets /OOC/ ( )

Postby Eternity on Wed Apr 01, 2009 10:02 pm

Yeah, basically :)
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Re: Lost and Never Found : NewYork Streets /OOC/ ( )

Postby Thunder on Wed Apr 01, 2009 10:08 pm

Okay, cool. I'm going to be getting off soon so I'll probably only be able to get one more post in.
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Re: Lost and Never Found : NewYork Streets /OOC/ ( )

Postby Eternity on Wed Apr 01, 2009 10:14 pm

No, don't leave!! :( lol.
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Re: Lost and Never Found : NewYork Streets /OOC/ ( )

Postby Thunder on Wed Apr 01, 2009 10:21 pm

My mum is being annoying. It's already three AM though and Ive got school tomorrow x]. Hopefully you guys are on tomorrow. I'll post on this and Day N Nite when I get on.
Good night :].
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Name: Cole Taylor
Age: 16
Job: Theft
Personality: Cole keeps his real emotions and feelings hidden under a fake smile. He likes to keep a thick shell, acting as if life is a useless thing that really means nothing to him. He's known to make jokes, start jokes and steal. He doesn't really have a concious, or atleast he acts like it. His short temper usually leads to fights. If Cole was really going to tell people how he felt, which he never would, he'd tell them that he feels lost in the world. He wants to grow up and become sucessful someday but he knows that no one takes some ratty, druggie teenager in and thinks they would ever be able to be good at something.
How you ended up here:
January 3rd, 1993
Birth is normally a happy day for the new parents. Balloons would fill the white hospital room as the mother cradeled the small child in her arms. Tears would fall down her cheeks followed by a joyful smile. Relatives from all over would come to welcome the child into the world and live would begin.
When Cole was born everything was different. There was no hospital room filled with anxious doctors and relatives, no balloons or gifts. Instead, the sanitary, white hospital room was the musty, living room of Travis Taylor, an eighteen year old drug addict. Donna was lying on the faded couch, screaming and yelling as the small child made it's way into it's fathers hands. The commotion could be heard clearly through the thin walls of the Brooklyn apartment building and one of the older residents called security. The police arrived two hours later, finding Cole's mother asleep on that same couch, his father smoking, gazing down at the little boy who was bundeled in a blanket on the bed. Once the police arrived, Cole's parents immediatly gave up custody to avoid legal issues of the endangerment of their son and it ended there. Cole never heard, spoke or saw his parents again.
Instead, he was moved from foster home to foster home for the next ten years of his life. He never understood his past and was constantly making up lies about how his parents really were coming back for him so that people would accept him. By the time he was thirteen, Cole knew he was alone in this world. After school one down Cole never got on the bus to return back to the foster home he was currently at.
He ran. His torn up Converse moved swiftly against the concrete, all he was seeing was a blur of lights infront of him. Nothing mattered for the next few months of his life. He would sleep in public parks or behind buildings. He'd steal food and clothes and he was basically care-free. It was his fourteenth birthday when he came across the group. He had just stolen a few hotdogs from a street vender and was running when he turned down the alleyway, hopping over the dumpster. Intrigued by their small community, he settled there too and became part of the group.
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Re: Lost and Never Found : NewYork Streets /OOC/ ( )

Postby Thunder on Fri Apr 03, 2009 5:10 pm

Nice profile. Post when you can.
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Name: Arwen
Age:15
Job:plays her guitar on the street too get money,and sometimes has sex with guys she doesn't know for money.
Personality:Arwen is a emotional teenager,she doesn't like showing her emotions. so she tries to commit suicide a lot.
Arwen is very kind to people and animals, but if someone hurts her shes going to give them hell. Arwen is a quiet girl,she doesn't like talking to people she likes being alone,shes a mysterious girl with weird habits like sticking needles in a doll. Arwen is Hot tempered and really independent. s
How you ended up here:Arwen used to live with her rich parents but she decided to run away beacuse they were cold people,after a while in the street she became a alcohol and suicidal girl.When she came back home after being in the street for a while her parents got mad at her beacuse she was a alcohol addict,so they started hitting her and being violent parents,after a while they decided to put her in a orphanage. Arwen hated it there so she ran away from the orphanage and started living in the street.
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In some place was a dream,who dreamt it unknown,such a truly small dream it was.The little dream thought,"I don't want to vanish like this,how can I make people see me?"The little dream thought and thought,and finally came up with an idea."I could let people stray into me,and create their own world"
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Re: Lost and Never Found : NewYork Streets /OOC/ ( )

Postby Thunder on Fri Apr 03, 2009 7:15 pm

^ Can you write in full sentences, maybe expanding on what "dirty stuff" is for the job. You're how you ended up here section doesn't make sense since she ran away but then after that her parents beat her and can you try and you proper punctuations?
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