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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)
Of course!
(February 8, 2017 - 8:13 am)
Name, or whatever: Green Eyes (the first thing she notices about herself)
Age:14-16 (literally she can't tell)
Gender: F
Appearance: Bright green eyes, glasses with cracked lenses, brown hair like mine; in a pixie cut but shaved in the back and sides and the top is about 3-4 inches, small nose, maybe a little acne, tanned, about 4'11"
(February 8, 2017 - 1:43 am)
I'm still here! :)
Name: She prefers the name Artemis...
Age: 15
Gender: F
Appearance: Chocolate brown, bumpy/wavy, thick, silky hair and light blue eyes. Pale skin.
Artemis~
Darkness. Everywhere.
As far as the eye can see.
It's choking. Choking.
Choki-
My eyes flew open. I was laying on a bed. Slowly, I sat up. I looked around. My head throbbed. White. White. Dizzying white. Who was I? Why was I here? What was my purpose in the world?
I walked over to the wall and looked at my reflection. I looked about 15, maybe even 16, with dark hair, fair skin and pale eyes. The door that I hadn't even noticed opened with a creak, and I spun around as a man in a black suit walked in. He raised an eyebrow at me and walked out.
Figuring he wanted me to follow, I walked out, as though in a dream. Eventually, he left me at a balcony. I looked down. Lots of confused girls and boys sat at long white tables. I looked back up at the man, but he had vainished. I sighed and walked down the stairs.
"Hey," A young girl walked over. "You okay?"
"Are any of you?" I asled, confused. The girl gave a small chuckle and shook her head sadly.
"What's your name?" She asked.
My head throbbed, and a bow and arrow came into my head.
I smiled.
"Artemis."
(February 8, 2017 - 9:16 am)
Joining, if l may. l might not be able to post that often, so do take note of that.
Name: Ver
Age: 18ish....looks more or less like an adult.
Gender: Female
Appearance: Longish dyed red hair that's starting to fade to pink, pale blue eyes, 5'7. Thin looking--as if she never has enough to eat.
(February 8, 2017 - 10:51 am)
Yes! The girl can be Melody!
(February 8, 2017 - 3:26 pm)
~Wren
"Artemis? Well I'm Wren," I say.
She nods, as though she is stuck in a daze.
"Want to come to my table?" I ask.
She nods again. "Sure."
We walk over and sit down, when Artemis breaks the silence.
"Does anyone know why we're here?"
I look over at everyone else. "No. But whoever is controlling this probably doesn't mean for everyone to come out alive in the end."
(February 8, 2017 - 4:29 pm)
Okay, I made a super long post on here this morning and it didn't show. Admins, did you delete it?
I'll summerize it because I don't have time to rewrite it again;
Rook wakes up in a mirrored room and sees her reflection. She notices a tattoo on her left shoulder, and suddenly memories come back to her; she's playing chess with a younger blond girl with similur eyes to Rook's, and Rook lets the girl win the chess game by allowing her rook to get captured. Then an older woman calls Rook and tells her she's going to be late for school. Rook gets up and grabs her backpack along with her lab report and leaves. Then the memory ends and Rook decides to name herself 'Rook' after the tattoo and the chess-game memory. A woman walks into the room and offers Rook a set of plain white clothes. Rook dresses and then follows the woman into a roomfilled with all the others.
Admins, if my post accidentally got deleted, could you try to repost it please? Thank you.
I didn't delete anything. Is it posted now? I posted something very long a few hours ago.
Admin
(February 8, 2017 - 7:14 pm)
Nope, I don't see it. Thanks for trying Admins :)
It was probably a problem on my part.
(February 9, 2017 - 6:31 am)
Green Eyes~
My green eyes flutter open as a small gear inside me breaks. The lift hurts my eyes. It is so bright, I wish I were unconscious again. But just as I'm about to close my green eyes again, it begins to fade A throbbing pain begins in my temple. As I sit up, it intensifies. In a white room, with white walls with a white floor and a white light, colorlessness breaks what's left of me. As the light and the pain subside, I get up and look at a wall, which is so shiny that I see a face in it. MY face. As I stare at myself, green eyes, a small nose, and pursed lips stare back. I run my tanned hands through my hair and see the spots of acne that dot my forehead.
Im still discovering myself as two men walk in. They are wearing black suits, a color so new to me that it hurts my eyes again. They don't say a word as they drag me out of the white room into a room dotted with other people wearing the same white uniform as I am. I imagine myself right there, and try to think of something to say. A name m, maybe. What is my name. I guess I'm Green Eyes until further notice.
(February 9, 2017 - 3:15 am)
Ryo
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It's white.
All white.
Slowly I blink my eyes open, and it takes me a few seconds to realize that they are open, and I'm not just staring into some abyss. Confused, I push myself up, my arms trembling slightly. I'm sitting on a clean white bed, with a paper-thin sheet covering it. Peering over the side of the bed, I wonder whether it's safe to step onto the floor...
My head snaps up as the door clicks open, and a tall man in an iron-pressed black suit enters the room, and crooks one finger towards me. I stumble out of bed, not quite sure why I'm following him but thinking it's the right thing to do. As he leads me out of the room I turn my head and catch of glance of my reflection as I walk by.
Ah, so that's who I am.
Small, young, black hair and blue eyes-- though I don't know what I was expecting. I don't what to ever expect. I turn my face away as the man smartly walks down a long corridor, stopping short at a balcony. Shifting onto my tip-toes, I glance over the side and see people dressed in the same white drab seated at a table, all conversing with each other. The man gestures to the table, and obediently I trip down some stairs, coming out into the same room I just saw.
As I near it, one of the people sitting there-- a girl, one with brown hair and a tattoo on her shoulder-- turns around and calls out, waving me over. "Hey!" she says. "What's your name?"
Name? I never thought about it. What would it matter? But I could give myself one, I suppose... Ri-o. Rio.
Ryo.
Yet I don't bother to answer the girl. I know I can't anyways. I knew the moment I woke up, the moment I felt the pressing in my throat. A memory pulls at me... a man in a white coat, a doctor of some sort... the word 'mute'.
Keeping silent, I slide past her, ignoring her somewhat annoyed look, and sit at the far end of the table. Slowly the looks fade away from me, slowly the others begin talking again. It's like I've disappeared.
Good.
I wonder what'll happen next...
(February 10, 2017 - 10:11 am)
Interesting. a white room, in white clothes, how could this possibly be bad? this is defenetly a different situation than I'm used to, or is it? for some reason, I can't remeber. "Hello?" I call out, startled by my own voice, which somehow didn't sound like me. but I can't put my finger on why. "Why am i here?" my R slightly rolled.
"Ah yes my dear, isn't that what we all wonder," a voice comes over from speacker as a door opens, "my first of many. my dear," the voice says again.
my clothes are white no hint of anyother color. I head out to a room filled with cafeteria tables, I sit down and watch as food appears infront of me. eventually, people start to fill the room, no one sits by me. I hear them start talking about names and I realize I don't know mine.
after a while I notice two gaurds leading another person out into the room, the boy seems confused but flusterred. the gaurd pushes him towered my table and I see him get angry, but try to calm down, once the gaurds leave, I speak.
"Dude, you're red with anger. I'd be careful. Those guys look like they are ready to strike you with a whip," I whisper. "You have a name yet?" I can't help but ask.
"No.Not yet. I haven't really thought much about it," he answers rubbing the back of his head.
"Well think about it. You can name yourself whatever you'd like! take a pick!" I joke, laughing.
"OK. I guess I'll name myself Storm. I'm temperamental, I appear strong, and I-"
"Woah woah woah, spare me the life story, besides, Storm is already taken, by some black haired girl. you gotta think of something else."
"Alright then," he says angrely. "I guess I'll chose....Vortex."
"Vortex. hey that's not too bad. Well Vortex, I wish you luck, you will most defenitely need it." I say laughing. I start to get up but he stops me.
"Woah, hold on, what's your name?" he asks. I hesatate, and he sees right through me. "So you're going to lecture me getting me the right name and you don't even have one?"
"I wasn't lectureing you, and I don't really care, you can pick a name for me if you want," I reply. he seems interested.
"Melody," he blurts. I look at him and nod.
"Melody and vortex, seems like regular enough names," I tease. "I like it."
(February 11, 2017 - 1:00 am)
Vortex~
"Melody and Vortex, seems like regular enough names," the girl teases. "I like it."
"Yeah. Me too." Despite my unhappy attitude, I smile, but that smile doesn't last long. I feel the edges of the tear in my shirt. Nobody else has a damaged uniform, why do I? Nobody else even has a scratch. I snap out of my deep thinking mood to ask a question, "What happened?"
"I've been asking that question myself," Melody replies.
"What made them do this to us? Are we part of an experiment, or are we all criminals or super powerful or did we know something classified or what? They can't just have our memories erased for no reason."
"What if they just did so it for no reason. They could just be abusing their power," Melody suggests.
I growl quietly, trying to make sure no guards can hear. "I think we both know that there is something big going on here, and it's certainly not something good. We also know that they are never going to tell us anything, so we will have to find the information out ourselves. We need to figure this out, if we ever want a shot at getting out of here."
Melody is quiet for a second as she thinks. "Well, you do have a point. These people are hiding something big from us, and I do want to find out what it is. Also, it would be nice to get out of this place. The white is too blinding." She rubs her temple for a minute. "I would say I have a plan, but I'd be lying."
"I have one. We need to stay a little while, and search this place for any weaknesses in security or something. We also need to know where they store all their data, more than likely our memories will be in there. When we lose them, the memories can't just disappear, they have to go somewhere. If we can get in there, we can get our memories back, and hopefully figure out what's going on here," I whisper.
"Um. I don't think so. I'd rather just leave now." Melody protests. "Like you said, there is something big going on here, and I don't want to be a part of it. The sooner we leave, the better."
"I'm not sure that's a good idea. We need to take a little time to plan, so we can reduce the odds of us getting caught."
"I still would rather leave early."
"OK fine. We better talk about this later though, the guards are listening." I motion with my head to the guard a few yards away.
Melody nods, and we stay quiet.
Nico says eeog.
Egg nog? Since when have you been drinking egg nog? Dude, I think it's a little late for Christmas traditions.
*No I didn't way egg nog! I said eat every odd gum.*
That makes no sense.
*You make no sense.*
(February 11, 2017 - 2:18 am)
Rook~
I put my hand on the tattoo, noticing how people are looking. I see two people talking- a boy and a girl- so I walk over because no one is is even looking me in the eye over at this end. I sit down in the chair and watch the other two stare at me. Darn it! Must be the tattoo. Well, I guess it doesn't matter if they see. Just so long as the men in black don't, things should be fine.
"Hi guys," I say, smiling at the other two, "I'm hope I'm not inturrupting anything; the people on my side of the table are silent as rocks."
"What's a rock?" Asks the boy, confused.
"I honestly don't know," I respond, "And isn't that wonderful!"
(February 11, 2017 - 6:53 am)
~Green Eyes
I sit at a table with nobody sitting at it. I'm not ready for anything new yet. With nothing left to do, I stare at my hands, laden with scars and scratches. A memory tugs at the back of my mind, and I let myself het lost in it.
A small cat with emerald-green eyes and an orange pelt with orange stripes jumps at my hand. I'm sitting on a couch, and the fabric is rough and scratchy. The kitten claws at my arm, dragging not only his front paws, but his back ones as well all over my hands. He bites my hands too, and I tear my hand away. A woman on the other side of the couch laughs at me. I laugh too.
"Hey," a hand touches my shoulder, and I jump. "You look lonely. You have a name yet?"
I turn to see a girl with LOTS of freckles and white-blonde hair with a blood-red stripe is standing there. "I guess," I say. "I named myself Green Eyes after looking at myself."
"It suits you," she tells me, and I smile a little. "Well, I'm Cardinal. You can call me Cardi, though. "
"It suits you," I say, jokingly mocking her. "Is it because of your red streak?"
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Sorry, @Leeli, if you are already sitting with a group. . .
Elena the Lynx CPATCHA says naww. Are you saying that Leeli isn't sitting in a group yet? OMG ARE YOU A CBER?!?!?!?
naww
(February 11, 2017 - 9:12 pm)
~Wren
"Hey Cardi," I say, walking over to the girl with the bright red streak. "Who's this?"
"Wren, this is Green Eyes," Cardi says.
I look over at the girl she introduced me to. Wow. Really bright green eyes.
"So anyone know what's going on?" Green Eyes asks.
"I think," I reply. "Some kind of a game. And we're the players."
(February 13, 2017 - 9:03 pm)