OOC: Okay, I admit, I'm new to this...I think this is how you start a roleplay ^-^' But I'm not sure. So if it's not, PM me.

Basic rules, no god-modding, ect. MY RULES: No swearing, no pornography. I don't mind violence (I don't live on it, but it advances the plot) but I don't want any violent charecters/criminals unless they're NPCs. And one more thing, please, no religious themes. I'm just fine with you're religion, but not many people are fine with mine. No, it's not satanic, but there's no god in my religion, so I've been persecuted by a lot of people for it. So, please, no religious themes. We all want to get along here

I DEMAND GOOD GRAMMAR!!! One thing people get wrong: commas. Read the sentence out to yourself. Where ever you naturally put a pause, put a comma. I don't want to see "He got up and went to the door then got his coat", I want to see "He got up and went to the door, then got his coat." A second thing people get wrong: semicolans. Semicolans combine two sentences ("It was cold; he was glad he wore his coat" instead of "It was cold. He was glad he wore his coat". I DO NOT want to see "It was cold, he was glad he wore his coat" because commas don't go there!). So please, if you use a semicolan, use it in that format.

Some other mistakes...:
- "there" = "over there", as in "Look over THERE, at the tree"/"their" = "belonging to them", as in "That is THEIR dog"/"they're" = "they are", as in "Look at what THEY'RE doing"
-"to" = indicating directing. ex - "I went TO him" "I handed it TO him"/"two" = 2 "There were TWO smarties"/"too" = also "I want to go, too"
-eachother is two words (each other)
-"your" = "belonging to you", as in "Is that YOUR cat?"/"you're" = "you are", as in "YOU'RE going, too?"
-"aloud" = "out loud", as in "He spoke ALOUD"/"alowed" = "not forbidden", as in "Yes, it is ALLOWED"
-alot is two words (a lot)
-"lose" = "to misplace", as in "He was afraid he would LOSE it", or "He would LOSE all his money"/"loose" = "not tight", as in "The shirt was LOOSE and hid her body" or "The tie was LOOSE and hung far down his chest"

Also, no short forms. I don't want to see "plz give it 2 me", I want to see "Please give it to me". This isn't MSN. You have time to type out your messages properly. So please, do so. If you don't, all it can mean is that you don't care enough to be in the roleplay, and your post will be deleted.

Now, if all my rules haven't gotten you down, lets begin!

Please begin with:
Name:
Age:
Sex:
Appearence:

Any history will be brought out in the roleplay. Enjoy!

Name: Alexandra (Alex for short)
Age: 14
Sex: Female
Appearence: Shoulder length black hair and dark brown eyes. She's wearing a black shirt, the sleeves of which she got tired long ago and took off at the shoulder, sewing it to look proffesional, as well as black jeans and white running shoes.

Setting: Present day Canada, but if you're not Canadian, that's okay. We're not focussing on geography here. Nighttime, somewhere around eleven o'clock/midnight. I'm afraid that's the best I can give you

I think we'll let the plot come out naturally. Please post!

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Alex ran down the darkened streets, clutching a stitch in her side. She didn't have time to stop. It would take too long. Instead, she continued running, splashing through tunnels as though it meant nothing to her. And, to tell the truth, it didn't.

Alex increased her pace as she heared a car go by on the adjacant street, and rounded a corner into a narrow alley way. She hadn't been watching where she was going, however, and light pollution from street lights and house windows dimmed the natural light reflected from the moon. As a result, Alex ran right into someone comming the opposite way.

(OOC: This is where your charecter comes in. Enjoy! )

OOC: I might join later, but I just wanted to give you a little advice about starting RP's. In the introduction you do a wonderful job of explaining the rules, and what you do and don't wish to see. However, you set not setting or plot or anything like that. Peole have no clue what it is you are trying to RP about. Whenever you start an RP you need to tell them what the time frame is (WWII? Pre-Historic? Medieval? Present?) What are you wanting to happen? What is happening at the moment? Basically write a short prologue so that people know what they are getting into and what they are to RP about.

Ahh, okay. But like I said, I'd like the plot to come out on it's own; they flow better that way. But I'll take your advice, and write a setting for it.

[[OCC: I will play, although I am not sure were this is going]]

Name: Alban
Age: 21
sex: male
Appearance:
he has blue eyes and ssandy coloured hair. A tightly wrapped cloak shows that he had a muscular body, and he is also quite tall, though not huge. about 5 '9'.
Clothes: [[OCC: I know you didnt say this, is a part of appearance]] a cloak, leather boots, gloves.
also carries a long thin stick, which had a sword running down it's middle


if I have used the wrong sort of age for this, then please say

Name: Aimi
Age: 16
Sex: female
Appearance: Jet black hair, green eyes, white shirt, black and gray plaid pleated skirt. Other times in t-shirt any color and jeans with flip flops or sneakers.

"Oops I'm sorry are you ok."

Said Aimi getting up. Trying to see the other girl more clear. Once she ccould see she noticed the girl seemed to be young. Aimi wondered why she was out so late but didn't say anything.

"I'm sorry I didnt see you coming. I'm fine but I think my knee hit your's but, are you alright."

Stretching out her leg after she stood up and looked around for her bag she was carrying.

(OOC: I don't like defining the plot at the beginning; I personally find it a bit more constraining. But if either of you have ideas, tell me, and we can vote on it)

Alex looked up at the girl with one eye. 'Y-yeah...I'm fine. Don't worry, you didn't hit me.' She stood up shakily, putting a hand to her abdomen as though for comfort. She'd been doing that a lot lately; she had no idea why.

'S-sorry,' she said. 'It's my fault...The car freaked me out; I thought it was the police.' She looked at the girl. 'I'm Alex...Who are you?'

[[OCC: for the plot: ummm...well, it is called runaway. so that can define our characters. everyone is a runaway. they somehow meet (dont ask me how) and end up....living together?? umm...yeah...(that was just a random thing that came into my head)]]

Seeing the collision, Alban went to see what had happened. upon arriving, he saw two girls. one very young, and one quite young. he askkd if they were okay; they said that they were fine, although a little shaken up.

after seeing if they were ok, He asked the younger why she was out so late. she muttered something at him he could not quite hear. he asked again, and waited fr the reply to come.

(OOC: Hm, that's pretty cool ^-^ Perhaps we could have that tie into something bigger...as the reasons for our charecters running away come out into the open, we can decide what to do)

Alex replied to the man's question 'I--' realising her voice was a bit loud, she restarted. 'I'm...' her voice lowered to a whisper. '...Trying to find my parents.'

Alex gave Aimi a quick grin, but then it fadded as Aimi asked if she could help. '...Yeah,' she said. 'You can help, but...I'm afraid...' she lowered her gaze, sighing. 'I...This'll take a while to explain. See...Yes, I'm a runaway, but...I'm running away from my parents. So that I can find my parents.'

Alex answered the girl's question, almost ignoring the man. 'I...I've been adopted by one family all my life. On the day I was born, I was abandoned outside their doorstep. All my parents left with me was a letter saying my name was Alexandra and that I was born on that day. So...I want to find them. But my adopted parents want to keep me. So...I keep running away.' She spared a glance at the man, then looked back at the girl. 'So what about you? The way you talk, it's like you're adopted, too.'

Alex felt sorry for the girl -- she could sympathise with wanting to find those who are dear to you. She got onto her knees carfully, her hand going momentarily to her stomach, then stood up, and put a hand on Aimi's arm.

Alex blinked once as she looked at Aimi. Die?

'Uh...Yes, I'm fine.' She blinked. 'I think. I've...been doing that a lot lately. I don't really know why...Unless...'

And, once that idea occured to her, Alex felt terrified.

OOC: When I said die just to let you know it was only expression not litteral. Just getting that out there.

Aimi saw the worried look on Alex's face and wondered what it was from.

"What do you mean unless......? Is there something more than what you're telling me now. Do those people hurt you have they touched you. No no no!!"

Aimi flipped out her cellphone ready to phone the police but stopped and asked.

"Does anyone know the 9-1-1?"

OOC: Sorry that was a tension breaker it was just a little bit to tight for me and had to break ice.

(OOC: ^-^''' Sorry, I'm tired. I've had three exams in the past two days. Plus one of my charecters is dying in another roleplay...>.> So I'm a bit confused. Sorry! And don't worry about that. I do stuff like that to give plots to otherwise plotless roleplays)

'I...' Alex said, putting a hand to her mouth. 'It wasn't them, not my foster family...It was...three guys...from school...' Tears welled up in her eyes from the memory. 'And if they...if any one of them...got me pregnant off of it...'

"Pregnant you were raped. OMG are you hurt are you ok? Do you know their names? Come you have to tell me."

Concerned Aimi looked into ALex's eyes. She wondered how she became so attatched to her so quick they were here for like an hour.

Alex glanced up at her. 'I'm fine...It was nearly two months ago, now.'

Quietly, she wispered three names: Justin, Nathan, and Pete.