"Your are getting out of hand!"
"I....I just can't take it anymore"
"I'm leaving, and I'll never come back"
You are a teenager between the ages of 15-19. You got into an argument with your mother, or father or whoever you live with. This is the third time this week that they have yelled in your ear about something and put you on punishment. You are so sick of it, so tiered of them trying to make you into something you are not.
The next day, you tell your friends about your situation, and your idea..."I'm sick of it, I'm leaving, I'll find a new place." Of course, they don't want you out there alone, so you and your friends decided to leave the next day at midnight.
Now, after you have caught a bus to Ohio, you realized it's not all what you expected...So what now?
"They don't want me back, so I'll just stick it out"
"I wanna go home..."
"I wonder what will happen to me?"
Ok so your obviously playing as one of the teenagers who ran away, for whatever reason, and now your in Ohio with your friends and you guys have only what you brought with you. You can either choose to stick it out, travel to a different state, or go home which path will you choose?
1( Ok so like, you are broke, with at the most, $200, Around two bags (Your not carrying everything you own) and homeless, act like it!
2( You will be looking for jobs and all that jazz, but it won't be easy.
3( I want to see LEGIT reasons for running away, no "Oh I'm so depressed my real mother died" ect. be creative >>no may sues. NONE!
if I see it I'll boot you! One with a steal toe >:0
4(Type at least two paragraphs, I mean, your out in the middle of nowhere, at least type about what you see :]
6(^as for this there will be an even ratio of girls and boys FOUR girls, FOUR boys. Everyone needs teh love! :']
7(Have fun, PM me with Ideas
8( I need another GM to help soo apply for that position :D
9(v make your character sheet pretty :] I like to ready pretty character sheets, or really descriptive one >:]
10( I'll add new places as we move along
Name: yur name...dur!
Race: Where yur from?
Eye color: fur fun :]
Description: I want a real picture AND a description
Reason: Explain yurself
Personality:How do you act?
Background: How your life was before you ran away
Plans: What do you want to do? where do you wanna go, be creative
Items You Brought With You: What did you bring
Money: if you have it how much?
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"Here we are guys...Columbus, Ohio. What do you think?" She looked back at her friends who had came with her. She'd know all of them ever since they all started high school, except for Jacinda, she knew her since middle school. Great friends they were, they all had different reasons for being here, some only planned to stay here until they were stable, other planed to leave even earlier. Night, was unsure, she hadn't went professional in her photography at all, nor did she have any major experience.
Setting her bag down she took out her digital camera and took a picture of the sunrise, the bus station, and her group of friends. "This will go in the books for sure." She smiled shoving the digital camera into her pocket. Walking over and counting heads she stood in the middle. "Alright, so where's the closet motel?"
"Tha's pro'lly it right ther'," Orland pointed casually, then stuffed his hand back in his jacket. Hell, it was already sunrise, they haven't slept all night. And because of the small amount of money each of them had, they'd only be able to get two maybe three rooms for all eight of them. The cigarette between Orland's lips came to life as he took a drag, the thing lighting brighter briefly as well as lifting, then descended down when the smoke left through the cracks of his lips and his nose.
Without further ado, Orlando began walking the way to the motel, the guitar clanking against his back.
She looked around, her eyes wandering everywhere as she whispered quietly to herself some lines from the song Dream On, by Aerosmith.
Backpack on her shoulders, a guitar case in one hand, and constantly whispering songs. Ali was acting just the same as she would act anywhere else. The time she spent in the psych clinic made her grow fond of drawing, and her memory captured the sunrise for a bit later.
She shivered a bit when Night started taking pictures, she didn't really love cameras, but then... Not everyone was happy with her incessant singing habit. She figured that, it was something to get used to.
She really wished to be a little closer to her final destination, fully aware that she had no idea if her brother would still be in their old town anyway. She knew it would take her a lot more money than what she had to make it there, and it would probably take more time than she would like. Her conclusion after thinking it all through was that, staying with her friends until then, was probably the most sane thing to do... Probably.
She merely shrugged her shoulders to the motel question, and again for the answer. And started following the group towards the motel, slowly, and again whispering some random song.
"Dude Thats sunrise is really trippy. If I was stoned that sunrise would have to be the trippiest thing so far." Johnny said pulling out his bowl and pretending to take a hit off of it. "Ohio on the other hand what a drag. Don't know where to score and where to grab something to eat. None of that junk food crap i want a Big Mac with cheese, curly fries, and with a large coke. 'Cause i got a serious case of the munchies." His stomach growled just to ephisis his statement. When Night took the photo Johnny did his signiture peace sign for all the photos hes been in. He looked at the bowl in his hand it was black stuff on the inside. There was resin still in there. "Thats going to a bitch to smoke." Johnny said. He need more bud and smokes. He knew Orland brought some but that isn't nearly enough to hold over till he got to Reno. Johnny wasn't even sure he wanted to go to Reno anymore.
He pulled out his 5 dollar lotto ticket and sighed. He had 50 more dollars in his pocket. That money was for rooms. As much as he wanted to give money to orland to buy smokes Johnny had to think of the others first. Besides if was giving money to Orland it would be enough to buy a Carton. Johnny noticed that he didn't scratch the rest of the lotto ticket. He walked to the bus station wall and scratched it all off. He won another 35 dollars. "Score i have smoke money." Johnny said jumping up. He ran to Orland. "Dude when we get a room could you buy me some smokes? I give you a pack out of the carton."
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My other good roleplay I just got kicked form (even though I was in the first one and actually participated when it died) >.< I'm so very upset lol sorry I just needed to vent.
Just be careful not to use your lighter too close to the crazy person (that'd be me btw). XD
Lol yea you are, but you have a good reason to be, you smoke lol
btw everyone knows each other because they were all in the same group of friends.