Introduction
Sandy Island is an island off the coast of god knows where. It's the kind of place lost people just happen to find themselves. Maybe not lost. Just different. Everyone here has one secret, and one slight... ability. Some abilities are almost magical. Others are simply highly defined skills. There are twelve on the island now, though people have been showing up for a century or so. None of them know what they're doing there, or where they are. Few even knew Sandy Island existed in the first place. They're not the experts they need to be to survive here, but maybe they can figure themselves out. The boats that have been coming ashore here, the helicopters drifting by to save people, they've stopped since the most recent cruise liner beached itself, none of the passengers surviving. Sandy Island has been seemingly struck off the place it had on society's map, and it's no longer the place where lost ships and airplanes seem to find themselves. Sandy Island will probably be your burial ground at this rate. So you might as well make the most of the life you've got here while it lasts. Or make some friends and try to get off this goddamn island. Not that it will ever work. Your coordinates seem to be changing with every day; the stars are never the same, the tides never have quite the same smell, and the birds overhead, the temperature, the fish in the ocean around you, are never consistent from one day to the next.
One more strange happening; memory has begun to seemingly elude the twelve left on the island. Memories of days they spent before they found themselves on the island are dwindling, and then just disappearing.
Sandy Island looks as though it used to be a well trafficked, if not rather small city. Like it used to actually have a place on the map. It did. But somehow all of those connections were broken. All of the assembly lines completely shut down, and all of the people seemed to have just vanished. It is 2096, but this abandoned city has the architecture of a city from 2014 or so. No wireless technology functions on this island, and batteries have this strange habit of losing battery extraordinarily fast. There don't seem to be any weapons on the island, but that doesn't mean people couldn't make them. There is a single herd of deer which wanders the island, though it is a rather large one, seeing as there seem to be no natural predators on the island, and there is a great deal of small fauna scattered around. Mysteriously, water and electricity still work in about half of the buildings in the city and the food in the supermarkets is surprisingly fresh if you can get into them. The computers in some of the buildings work, too, but wireless is completely dead at this point.
OPEN SECRETS:
X. Dependent Personality Disorder
XI. Nymphomania
XII. Eating Disorder
OPEN ABILITIES:
X. Mild Elemental Control
XI. Hacker/Electrician ((could theoretically set up the cell phone systems and such on the island so they could all communicate with one another.))
XII. Flirt/People Person ((A person with a lot of charisma who is very good at being charming, almost to the point of supernatural levels of attractiveness))
CHARACTERS::
(remember, you can play one or two characters and each character claims one ability and one secret.)
Characters.
I. Hanuel Lee as played by PrincessBoy- Gay Mixed Martial Artist - COMPLETED
II. Scarlet Deager as played by LoonyLunaLoo- Selective Mute Weapons Master - COMPLETED
III. Reserved by Nightgem- Botany Expert with a Major Phobia
IV. Reserved by Tom Ice- Insomniac Architect
V. Brooklyn Stone as played by Lyndie- OCD Telepath
VI. Vanora Garia as played by Chikawaa!~- Bipolar guy with Psychometry. - COMPLETED
VII. Reserved by TheBouquineuse- A transgender Empath
VIII. Tanya Albert as played by LovetheLight - A DID-sufferer and Animal Husbandry(by default) - COMPLETED
IX. Reserved by Fallo- A Handicapped Doctor
X.Open.
XI. Open.
XII. Open
Character Skeleton ((Fancy))
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[i][size=250][font=Courier]Nicknames in Quotes Here[/i][/color][/size][/font]
[i][size=200][font=Chiller]lyrics here
Another line of lyrics here[/i][/size]
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[color=#YOUR HEX CODE][b][size=300][font=Chiller]Lyrics[/b][/color][/size][/font]
[i][size=250][font=Arial]**moar lyrics[/i][/size][/font]
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[font=arial]First Middle and Last[/font]
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[font=arial]Age[/font]
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[font=arial]Secret Here [/font]
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[font=arial]Ability Here[/font]
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[i][size=250][font=Arial]**and put some more lyrics here, y’know[/i][/size][/font]
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[font=arial]Appearance. A short paragraph minimum. It doesn’t have to be much, don’t worry.[/font]
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[font=arial]What clothing your character wears and such.[/font]
[font=Chiller][size=200][color=#YOUR HEX CODE][u][b][[Jewelry/Accessories]][/b][/u][/color][/size][/font]
[font=arial]Any sort of non-clothing appearance items. If there aren’t any, just say as much.[/font]
[color=#YOUR HEX CODE][b][size=300][font=Chiller]Lyrics[/b][/color][/size][/font]
[i][size=250][font=Arial]**and some more lyrics[/i][/size][/font]
[font=Chiller][size=200][color=#YOUR HEX CODE][u][b][[Inventory]][/b][/u][/color][/size][/font]
[font=arial]Whatever your character carries around.[/font]
[font=Chiller][size=200][color=#YOUR HEX CODE][u][b][[Strengths]][/b][/u][/color][/size][/font]
[font=arial]Some strengths[/font]
[font=Chiller][size=200][color=#YOUR HEX CODE][u][b][[Weaknesses]][/b][/u][/color][/size][/font]
[font=arial]As many weaknesses as you have strengths.[/font]
[color=#YOUR HEX CODE][b][size=300][font=Chiller]Lyrics [/b][/color][/size][/font]
[i][size=250][font=Arial]**moar lyrics[/i][/size][/font]
[font=Chiller][size=200][color=#YOUR HEX CODE][u][b][[Likes]][/b][/u][/color][/size][/font]
[font=arial] At least three [/font]
[font=Chiller][size=200][color=#YOUR HEX CODE][u][b][[Dislikes]][/b][/u][/color][/size][/font]
[font=arial] At least three[/font]
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[font=arial] Sexuality/Romantic Preference/That Stuff [/font]
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[font=arial]Personality. A paragraph, at least.[/font]
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[font=arial]Goals.[/font]
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Character Skeleton ((Less Fancy And Much Quicker (Feel Free to Edit)))
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[left][img]FIRST SMALLISH IMAGE[/img][/left] [right][img]SECOND SMALLISH IMAGE PREFERABLY ABOUT THE SAME SIZE AS THE FIRST[/img][/right]
[center][b]NAME[/b]
First, Middle, Last
Nicknames
[b]AGE[/b]
Age
[b]SECRET[/b]
Secret
[b]ABILITY[/b]
Ability
[b]APPEARANCE[/b]
Fifty or so words of appearance.
[b]PERSONALITY[/b]
At least one hundred words of personality.
[b]LIKES[/b]
At least three
[b]DISLIKES[/b]
At least three
[b]HISTORY[/b]
This is entirely optional. If you do choose to include it, be vague! Remember, they’re forgetting this very quickly and it won’t really have much effect in roleplay
[b]SEXUALITY AND ROMANCE STUFF[/b]
Exactly what it says on the tin.[/center]
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Roleplay will begin once five characters are claimed and accepted.
Please reserve secrets and abilities in the OOC, and ask questions there.
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*Anime playbys/faceclaims/pictures are required.
*I require at least one hundred words per post. This isn’t much! This is just a fancy intermediate roleplay, but I’ll be harsh about you meeting the one hundred word minimum.
*Rules will most likely be revised as time goes on.
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The sun hung low on the edge of the ocean, pinning light to the waves just off the west coast of Sandy Island. The days were getting the slightest bit longer and the moon hung closer and closer to the sea when it rose. Tropical flowers had been blooming on Sandy Island for a month or so, but now the scent really carried from the island outward to the sea, and for miles out to sea, one could smell the flowers of Sandy Island. Waves had gone from mild to the type of waves to wash up just past the tree-line on the undeveloped beaches of the island and to surge upwards on the seawalls around the abandoned city.
Rigg shivered a little, rubbing the pad of his thumb against the tender dark circles under his eyes. He picked his forehead up from his desk, exhaustion heavy in his head. He slowly stood, crossing to the window of the lighthouse he’d adopted as his living space in town. He rubbed the bridge of his nose under his glasses, then let them fall back to their place. Closing his eyelids, he expected to be greeted by a blur of colour or just a tilting world some facsimile of the real one. Instead he was greeted only by blackness. He dragged his eyelids open and stood from the desk, looking out across the city from the window he had placed his desk in front of, and then slipped to the door, tugging on his suit jacket and pulling his scarf over his nose just in case it was dusty outside.
It was warm, balmy. The seas weren’t as calm as the air; heavy and grey against the sea wall. Rigg made his way down the long set of stairs to the door, which led out into the city. He pulled his scarf up over his nose, mostly in case it was dusty, partially to cover the scar on his jaw, not liking the appearance it gave him. Rigg had yet to experience others on the island, though, so he hadn’t the foggiest why he still did that. He moved through the street with the tiniest bit of grace, exhaustion coming off of him like heat. He headed toward the grocery store; needing food for the next little while.
It had been just over a week, and Rigg had his situation well figured out. He knew how to get into the lighthouse and which bits were rickety or not, and had turned the uppermost floor, one which had once been an observatory, into his bedroom of sorts, while the floor beneath, which had been where the caretaker had stayed, was a kitchen-esque area. A large grocery store which seemed, mysteriously, to be restocked every few days despite the lack of people on the island, and he knew how to get into that as well. He’d been living rather simply, but was enjoying himself, despite not being able to sleep at all while on the island. He stopped a few blocks before the grocery store at an overgrown park where the grass had grown long and the weeds rampant in the flowerbeds, the pathways leading through cracked with grass pushing up under the cement. Rigg found himself sitting on a bench, yawning slightly and pulling his scarf down from over his nose. Memory had become blurred, He scarcely remembered what other people looked like.
Colour in the sky had drained slightly to a deep violet. Rigg closed his eyes. For now, he didn’t have to worry about other people. For now he could just relax and enjoy the scent of the sea on the air.
Mummy, Mummy, I can hear the ocean! Haha!
Vanora closed his eyes for a moment, holding up a single seashell to his ear while listening quietly as the pure voice spoke; laughing contently. From what the teenager could tell, and only being able to hear, the sound was rather childish and sweet, slightly high, though soft and warming.
Look! Look! It makes a swoosh sound if you hold it real close!
The boy smiled a little to himself, grasping at the shell more tightly while the voice grew louder. From against the objects surface Vanora could feel the child’s soul, almost. Not exactly, but the more he seemed to care for an object the more apart of the individual he became in a sense. As if he already knew them for many years and could easily understand what that person was trying to communicate, if anything at all.
Mummy, Mummy…!
A brief snap of cold wind tickled at Vanora’s neck, causing him to suddenly drop the shell and watch as it fell down amongst the sand, along with the voice…
Of course, no one else would’ve heard that voice. But then realizing that almost made Vanora question his sanity a little, though most times he just managed to shrug off the thought. He wasn’t mad, at least not yet despite the voices that echoed within his mind whenever touching something. Sitting alone by the beach, Vanora often came here to be with his thoughts. For some reason or another he felt this desire for the ocean, especially since if often gave him the opportunity to stumble across some interesting things along the beach; mainly the memories he’d be privy to once finding them.
As the teen sat his dark hair swayed lightly in the cool breeze, it’s tangled ends brushing against his cheeks in a slightly annoyingly manner. Though, ignoring that, Vanora let his mind wonder back towards the child he had heard, and more precisely, what had happened to that little boy? From what he sensed within the shell it hadn’t felt too pleasant; maybe worse than what anyone could believe. But then, that wasn’t a surprise since he hadn’t known many to populate this island…
For the most part Vanora had managed to settle himself, a little. He’d made good use of a small shack built up near the beach; which stood nicely on a slight hill and close by the main market areas within the city, though seemingly abandoned. But what was most handy about the small shack was that Vanora could keep all his valuables in it, a way he found to keep all the memories safe, as well enabling him to sleep securely and have shelter when it rained.
As he stared out into the ocean the young male sighed a little, watching the sun lowering against the sea and feeling the realization of his predicament, and even more seeing how alone he were; not including the voices he heard, who the teen often liked to believe where his friends, despite lacking a physical appearance. Reaching down he picked up the shell again and safely placed it inside one of his pockets, as no doubt he’d find a perfect home for it within his shack; which was named Acair, as a way to give it more of a personality since it was his home now, but for how long?
I’ll be here forever. No one will find me. I’ll be alone, and die.
Within a few short moments his cheeks were dampened with his tears, the wetness tracing his curved features and trickling down his frail neck as it all ventured down into his clothing. In the process Vanora made a few high squeaks as he sniffled with his sorrow, while trying to wipe away his tears; but they never seemed to end. Feeling the need to, and his emotions starting to dwell, he did what felt best whenever in doubt; he chanted, mentally.
If in doubt, laugh and shout! Happiness is what we’re about!
Do not spare, do not fear, merriness is always near!
Smile, giggle, hug, kiss! Sadness we will never miss!
But then…
Are you sad? Are you blue? Guess what? We are too!
Hate, sulk, scream, shout! Misery is what we’re about!
Always hate, always lie! We’ll all cry cause we’ll all die!
Vanora brought his knees to his chest before burying his face within his resting arms that lay against them, as he tried to push aside the thoughts altogether…
Vanora closed his eyes for a moment, holding up a single seashell to his ear while listening quietly as the pure voice spoke; laughing contently. From what the teenager could tell, and only being able to hear, the sound was rather childish and sweet, slightly high, though soft and warming.
Look! Look! It makes a swoosh sound if you hold it real close!
The boy smiled a little to himself, grasping at the shell more tightly while the voice grew louder. From against the objects surface Vanora could feel the child’s soul, almost. Not exactly, but the more he seemed to care for an object the more apart of the individual he became in a sense. As if he already knew them for many years and could easily understand what that person was trying to communicate, if anything at all.
Mummy, Mummy…!
A brief snap of cold wind tickled at Vanora’s neck, causing him to suddenly drop the shell and watch as it fell down amongst the sand, along with the voice…
Of course, no one else would’ve heard that voice. But then realizing that almost made Vanora question his sanity a little, though most times he just managed to shrug off the thought. He wasn’t mad, at least not yet despite the voices that echoed within his mind whenever touching something. Sitting alone by the beach, Vanora often came here to be with his thoughts. For some reason or another he felt this desire for the ocean, especially since if often gave him the opportunity to stumble across some interesting things along the beach; mainly the memories he’d be privy to once finding them.
As the teen sat his dark hair swayed lightly in the cool breeze, it’s tangled ends brushing against his cheeks in a slightly annoyingly manner. Though, ignoring that, Vanora let his mind wonder back towards the child he had heard, and more precisely, what had happened to that little boy? From what he sensed within the shell it hadn’t felt too pleasant; maybe worse than what anyone could believe. But then, that wasn’t a surprise since he hadn’t known many to populate this island…
For the most part Vanora had managed to settle himself, a little. He’d made good use of a small shack built up near the beach; which stood nicely on a slight hill and close by the main market areas within the city, though seemingly abandoned. But what was most handy about the small shack was that Vanora could keep all his valuables in it, a way he found to keep all the memories safe, as well enabling him to sleep securely and have shelter when it rained.
As he stared out into the ocean the young male sighed a little, watching the sun lowering against the sea and feeling the realization of his predicament, and even more seeing how alone he were; not including the voices he heard, who the teen often liked to believe where his friends, despite lacking a physical appearance. Reaching down he picked up the shell again and safely placed it inside one of his pockets, as no doubt he’d find a perfect home for it within his shack; which was named Acair, as a way to give it more of a personality since it was his home now, but for how long?
I’ll be here forever. No one will find me. I’ll be alone, and die.
Within a few short moments his cheeks were dampened with his tears, the wetness tracing his curved features and trickling down his frail neck as it all ventured down into his clothing. In the process Vanora made a few high squeaks as he sniffled with his sorrow, while trying to wipe away his tears; but they never seemed to end. Feeling the need to, and his emotions starting to dwell, he did what felt best whenever in doubt; he chanted, mentally.
If in doubt, laugh and shout! Happiness is what we’re about!
Do not spare, do not fear, merriness is always near!
Smile, giggle, hug, kiss! Sadness we will never miss!
But then…
Are you sad? Are you blue? Guess what? We are too!
Hate, sulk, scream, shout! Misery is what we’re about!
Always hate, always lie! We’ll all cry cause we’ll all die!
Vanora brought his knees to his chest before burying his face within his resting arms that lay against them, as he tried to push aside the thoughts altogether…
Brooklyn pushed another branch out of her way, scanning what was directly in front of her for spiderwebs. That would be just her luck- to walk into a spiderweb. First she woke up on some island that doesn't seem to have any other people on it, she thought there were others, but she couldn't really tell and she hadn't seen anyone else, and she'd been stranded there for over a week already, and who knows when she'd get to go home. She'd spent her days wandering aimlessly around the small island, trying to find any sign of life. She'd seen buildings, and she'd even bothered to go into a grocery store yesterday, out of desperation. She'd found food, and she figured it'd rot soon. She wondered what would cause people to abandon the island so quickly, not even bothering to get as much food as possible. She comes out of the dense forest onto the beach.
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"Oh goodness. I believe you'll need backup. One moment."
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I can handle the craziness some of the time, maybe most of the time. But I know I can't handle it all of the time.
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"Oh goodness. I believe you'll need backup. One moment."
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Re: Golden in the Sky
genericroleplayer92 wrote:just because the ooc is quiet for a few days, doesnt mean the RP is dead you know.
It's been three weeks.
Re: Golden in the Sky
just because the ooc is quiet for a few days, doesnt mean the RP is dead you know.
Re: Golden in the Sky
Hi, I just put up a character with the Secret "Eating Disorder" and Ability "Mild Elemental Control". If you have any opinions on it, feel free to tell me. :]
Does Eating Disorder refer to any eating disorder or only anorexia? How mild exactly is mild? That's all the questions I have, really look forward to getting this up and going soon.
Does Eating Disorder refer to any eating disorder or only anorexia? How mild exactly is mild? That's all the questions I have, really look forward to getting this up and going soon.
Re: Golden in the Sky
The RP looks so interesting! I'm so excited! xD
Are there any spots left open?
Are there any spots left open?
Re: Golden in the Sky
No reservations will be taken until all reservations are filled and then only if you haven't made a character for twenty-four hours after that.
-Also, I'm very sorry we haven't started yet. I'm exhausted and haven't been sleeping well. I'll finish my character today and hopefully get a post up tonight.
-Also, I'm very sorry we haven't started yet. I'm exhausted and haven't been sleeping well. I'll finish my character today and hopefully get a post up tonight.
Re: Golden in the Sky
Hey, I'm so sorry that my character isn't in yet! I can't get him in till tomorrow night because of the storm here... Uhm, if you want to, you can take away my reservation. I hope you don't, but I wouldn't hold it against you
Re: Golden in the Sky
Yay, finally managed to get my character in! Sorry the profile looks so cluttered, I have a lot of trouble with HTML coding. >.<
Anyways, I'm really looking forward to roleplaying with you all!
Ice, if anything needs to be changed about my character, please PM me. ^_^
Anyways, I'm really looking forward to roleplaying with you all!
Ice, if anything needs to be changed about my character, please PM me. ^_^
Re: Golden in the Sky
Hex codes are colors for your font and some hex codes are easy.
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For Hard Hex codes, click preview before posting here and click font colour. ^^ Hope this helps you, because I suck at explaining things. Xd
Re: Golden in the Sky
Hey, I feel kind of silly for asking, but what are Hex Codes? And how do they work?
Re: Golden in the Sky
Well, Whisky just cancelled their reservation, so you can have that one, ForeverADream. They had Dependent Personality Disorder and Mild Elemental Control reserved. =33 Do you want that spot?
EDIT:
I'll also be adding two more extra spots in case other people want to join. Note that you may NOT switch abilities/secrets with one of the two spots I am adding. They're simply for if people want to join.
EDIT:
I'll also be adding two more extra spots in case other people want to join. Note that you may NOT switch abilities/secrets with one of the two spots I am adding. They're simply for if people want to join.
Re: Golden in the Sky
Could you cancel my reservation? I might be going away for a while and I already have a lot on my plate... :s sorry
Re: Golden in the Sky
All right, I wasn't really expecting this much response, so we're going to hold off until tomorrow (after I've slept) to start the roleplay, instead of waiting for five characters.
Re: Golden in the Sky
I forgot to add pictures. I need to go to dinner now, but I'll add them as soon as I get back.