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Brainwashed?? RP
Brainwashed?? RP
Okay, so when this RP pops up, your first thoughts may be that this RP is kind of weird. And the plot might be slightly confusing, but it'll definently develop as we go along, so please join!
So here's the plot:
One day you wake up in a white room on a white bed staring at a white ceiling. You look around and see you are in a white uniform of some sort, and you're just lying there. When you think about it, you can't remember why you're there or what's happening. You then realize that you don't even know who you are. You get up and look around for a mirror, but there isn't one. However, the walls are so clean that you can see your reflection, but you can't remember who you are.
Later on someone, in a suit, comes to fetch you. You just follow them, unknowing what is happening. You want to ask them, but you're too shocked to even talk.
You end up looking over a balcony at a huge white center where the ceiling is tall, and there are other people like you beneath. The man in the suit leaves you, and you walk down the stairs and to the area below. There you sit at a table where other people like you are trying to come to their senses. You notice that some people at another table that have arrived before you are trying to give each other names, so you start to do the same at your own table.
Basically, in this RP, you try to find out who you are, why these people took you, and you make friends along the way.
Here's the charrie sheet-
Name: ???? What do you call yourself???? (I would go with non-specific names. This is, in a way, your nickname, because you don't know your actual name)
Age: ???? How old do you look???? (You look between 14-18 years)
Gender:
Appearance:
I'll fill mine out:
Name: I don't know, but I'll call myself Wren (like the bird)
Age: 14
Gender: F
Appearance: Shoulder-length light and curly blonde hair, pale skin, freckles, and big blue-green eyes. Her movements are quick, and she has excellent hearing, sight, and observation skills. She wears the white uniform, she's about 5"5, she's slim, and she looks fragile and sensitive, even though she's actually stronger than she looks.
Please join! Thank you! We'll start when we have 5-10 people, and others can totally join throughout the RP!
submitted by Killim
(February 6, 2017 - 6:13 pm)
(February 6, 2017 - 6:13 pm)
Name:Melody
age:15ish
gender female
appearence: elbow lengh strawberry blonde hair with a light pink stripes (like sadie Kane) tanish skin, light medelic french accent (hence the name melody) tallish with frecks dotting her face, starburst pink lips, and imperfectly crooked teeth, with neon aqua blue braces. deep, cold evergreen eyes.
(February 6, 2017 - 9:19 pm)
TOP!
(February 6, 2017 - 11:30 pm)
TOP!
(February 6, 2017 - 11:30 pm)
Name: Rook
Age: 16
Gender: F
Appearance: mid-length wavy brown hair, pale skin, no freckles, brown eyes. Has a mysterious tattoo of a chesspiece on her left shoulder, which she tries as hard as she can to keep covered up by clothes. This is where she gets her name. She's a little over average height. She can seem to disappear into the backround and can make herself invisible to other people. Strong of will.
(February 7, 2017 - 6:11 am)
Looks cool!
Name: Cardinal, Cardi for short.
Age: Looks to be around 14.
Gender: Female
Appearance: Slightly tanned skin (key word: SLIGHTLY), generous freckles on every showing surface of skin, messy white-blonde hair, usually up in a ponytail, with a dark red streak through it going from just beside her part down to the ends, and looks to be colored with blood. (For reference only, not for creepiness or hinting.) Her eyes look brown in the day, but when shone on with a full moon and all the visible stars, they swim with blues, greens, and aquas, like an Aurora Borealis in the ocean.
Can't wait for this to start!
(February 7, 2017 - 8:42 am)
I think I'd like to join! I'll do a boy character.... (This is actually the first time I've made a boy character without making a girl one too, so my writing may not be good.)
Name: He likes the sound of the nickname Vortex.
Age: He looks around 16ish.
Gender: M
Appearance: For some reason, his hair is dyed moss green, and looks like it's in a messy fringe. His eyes are a strange amber color. He has a dark freckle right below his left eye, and a small, white, scar under his lip. He's rather tall, around 6"1, and strongly built. Of course, he's wearing the uniform, but the shirt has a tear in the bottom. His teeth are strangely perfect compared to the rest of the shape he's in. He has relatively pale skin (like he's been inside for a long time) and a blue bruise on his arm. The poor guy is jumpy and really doesn't like violence, but he gets angry super easily, and when he's angry he tends to lash out harshly with his words. Kind of quiet and gentle most of the time. Will only get violent if he needs to defend people who can't defend themselves. His biggest talents include: his strength, his ability to solve complex puzzles, being able to desipher codes easily for his age, and parkour. (I know this may seem random but it'll make sense later.)
Alright I think I'm done, I may need to add more later. I tend to forget a lot of details. Will shipping be allowed? I just love shipping sooo.... Hee hee. Sorry.
(February 7, 2017 - 8:58 am)
Thank you for joining!
I'm working on making this into a novel.
(February 7, 2017 - 11:19 am)
I reserve a spot!
(February 7, 2017 - 12:45 pm)
Name: Chrome
Age: Looks 16ish
Gender: Female
Appearance: Short red hair, silver eyes. Looks tired or sullen most of the time. Freckles, button nose. Scratches up and down her arms. She thinks she once owned a cat because of these. More on the eyes: they have a metallic sheen like the real metal, and seem to be magnetic, almost hypnotic. Her eyes are the source of her name.
Personality: Quiet, sullen. Very intelligent. Wouldn't care if they killed her.
(February 7, 2017 - 12:57 pm)
Name: Delia
Age: 15
Gender: F
Appearance: Purple bob, brown eyes, pale, around 5 feet tall, :-\
(February 7, 2017 - 2:34 pm)
Name: He can't name himself. He thinks he'd rather be called Ryo. Can't tell anyone, though.
Age: Looks about 15.
Gender: Male
Appearance: You might be wondering what I meant by all that 'can't say' stuff in Ryo's name. This is for a reason-- Ryo is mute. For those of you who don't know what it means, he can't talk or speak at all. He's a slender, small boy, with black hair and vibrant blue eyes. He has a hospital feel about him, clean, white, and sterilized. He always does things with a purpose, even if he can't say what it is. He tends to be someone that fades into the background, and doesn't get noticed much... a potential spy.
(February 7, 2017 - 3:10 pm)
Name: Calls herself Swift
Age:16
Gender:Female
Appearance: Has long brown-blonde hair that is curled a it at the end. Wears white uniform. Blue eyes and is lightly tanned. Normal height for her age. Just like her name, she is quick and quiet.
(February 7, 2017 - 6:32 pm)
More people can join, but I'll start off and make an intro.
~Wren
Darkness. I'm choking in darkness. I can't find my way out, and I can't move. It soon consumes me, and squeezes any life I had out of me.
I wake with a start to a blinding white light that I can't see through. But it finally comes clear and I slowly sit up. I try to take in my surrondings slowly, but it slams me like a wall. I'm in a white room. Just a white room.
Why am I here? What is happening? Why would I be here? Wait.
Who am I?
I stand up and look at the wall, where I can see my reflection.
I'm a girl who looks about 14, and I have curly blonde hair with dark blonde and light blonde streaks in it that is about shoulder-length. From what I can tell, I have pale skin and freckles on my face with blue-green eyes that are also grey. I have a white uniform of some sort. But why? Who am I?
Suddenly, two men in black suits walk in and motion for me to follow them. It's all so fast. Who are they?
But I find myself following them regardless, and they lead me to a balcony where I look over what seems to be a gathering room with a huge ceiling. I look around me as the two men leave, and I notice many balconies all over the walls. So this place has a lot of floors.
I slowly walk down the stairs, and walk to a white table where other people are, staring into space. The people at other tables that are actually talking are only giving names for each other.
My name. I don't know my name. I don't know who I am.
I close my eyes hard and try to think. Who am I? Suddenly, in a brief image, a memory of a wren comes into mind. I open my eyes with a start and decide that I should call myself Wren.
After all, it's the only thing that I can hold on to.
(February 7, 2017 - 7:27 pm)
Vortex~
My head is throbbing and my vision is blurry when I get sucked out of the darkness. I feel like I've been robbed of something very important to me, but I can't remember what it is. I can't remember anything, at that. I can't remember my name, my family, or even what I look like!
Seeing my reflection on the wall, I study myself. I seem to be a boy, around 16 years old, with green hair, soft orange eyes, and lots of scrapes and bruises. I must have gotten knocked out. Maybe that is what took away my memories? I must have gotten in a fistfight with someone... but the thought of fighting doesn't sound nice to me. Maybe I was trying to defend myself? Inhaling sharply, I feel the edge of the tear in my shirt.
Eventually, a few men in black suits come in my room and motion for me to follow. I don't really have a choice but to do that, do I? They lead me into a room filled with people around my age, that look to be in the same state of confusion I'm in. When I get close to the tables, I hear everyone discussing names. Nobody seems to remember anything, so they are all naming themselves. A guard shoves me and I feel a storm of anger come over me, but I make it go away quickly. I have a feeling I can't protest against these guys.
"Dude, you're red with anger. I'd be careful. Those guys look like they are ready to strike you with a whip," A girl next to me whispers. "You have a name yet?"
"No. Not yet. I haven't really thought much about it," I answer, rubbing my head.
"Well think about it. You can name yourself whatever you like! Take a pick!" She laughs.
"OK. I guess I'll name myself Storm. I'm temperamental, I appear strong and I-"
"Woah woah woah. Storm has already been taken. You gotta think of something else."
"Alright then," I mumble. "I guess I'll chose... Vortex."
"Vortex. Hey that's not bad. Well Vortex, I wish you luck, you'll definitely need it."
~~~~~~
By the way, the girl in here that Vortex is talking to can be anyone. So if you want a good place to start, here ya go! Go ahead and use your cherrie and introduce her to Vortex or whatever.
(February 7, 2017 - 11:48 pm)
ICE WOLF!!! Can Melody be the girl? I will write it tomorrow I just don't have time...
(February 8, 2017 - 12:38 am)