✖ -- MODS PLEASE LOCK! -- ✖

[city;]

I have a semi-lit Wolf RolePlay... It hasn't started, but people stopped joining. Would you guys be interested?

[loki.i love you.]

One Male Spot Left

gσιηg ιηѕαηє

You were cast out, declared insane, and then put away. You're trapped now. You can't leave the asylum. Unfortunately. But you're not crazy. Just because you see things other people don't or having constantly changing moods that you can't control or you can't sleep and scream every time you do doesn't mean you're crazy.

The best part is that there are others like you. Others that have your "disability". They become your friends and you share great memories with you. But what happens when each one of them begins to disappear? What's happening to them and where do they go? Who's behind all of this? The most important thing you have to do is find out how to escape.

[Chaoswolf]

I have a semi-lit Wolf RolePlay... It hasn't started, but people stopped joining. Would you guys be interested?

I'd like to take a look at it. Link?

[city;]

Ok! I will give you fair warning. The setting is in the abandoned streets of New York. (Co-run with loki.i love you, and Wren.)

cx

[west ,]

warm summer nights ; teen romance ; open.

plσt ●→

→ тнϵ suммϵr нσlídαчs. вϵsт тíмϵ σf тнϵ чϵαr. чσu αrϵ frϵϵ тσ dσ ᴡαтϵvϵr чσu líkϵ, scнσσl ís σuт! ᴘαrтíϵs αlмσsт ϵvϵrч ɴíɢнт, тнϵ вϵαcн ís ríɢнт σuтsídϵ чσur dσσr αɴd ϵvϵrчσɴϵ ís rϵαdч тσ нαvϵ тнϵ тíмϵ σf тнϵír lívϵs. αrϵ чσu?

→ Welcome to the small town of Silverbrooke. Everyone has just broken up for summer, and romance is already blossoming. This could be the time to find that person you've been looking for, who really understands you and loves you, but along with this comes all the complications of love. Cheating, crushes, awkward moments, but is it all worth it? This is the time to find out. Love could be just around the corner.

[Noel]

I played through too many great RPGs to not make an RP out of a few of them.

Tales of the Abyss and Final Fantasy Crisis Core through Advent children to be exact.

Either with OCs or cannon characters, still deciding, will make if anyone is interested. ^^

[WalkerNom]

• Jane • Malroy •
It's time to kill the lights; and shut the DJ down;
tonight we're taking over; no one's getting out; this place about to blow
°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°
"Have I ever told you that I love riding in this car?" Leon said with a big toothy grin. "The only thing that would make it better is if I was driving it," he added with a chuckle. Jane's dad tapped his fingers on the inside of the passenger side door to the beat of the song playing on the radio. The volume was turned down low so she and her dad could concentrate on finding her grandmother's place. "Not gonna happen dad, you drive like someone running from the cops!" Jane replied, a vision of her dad wrecking her car unrolling in her brain. She winced at the thought. "Oh stop, I wouldn't wreck your car! I like it too much." he said, trying to convince Jane of letting him take it "for a test drive." All Jane could do was roll her eyes and tighten her grip on the steering wheel.

After a few moments, Jane's grandmother's house came into view. "Thank god!" Jane said throwing her head back against the driver's seat. "What?" her father asked with a questioning look on his face. "Well, riding 11 and a half hours in a car with you isn't very tolerable," Jane replied. "Well, excuse me...your lucky your mom isn't in the car," he said looking at his mother's front porch. "Why do you think I brought you?" Jane joked, even if she really did bring her father just because he wouldn't nag her about every tiny detail of her driving. "Okay, whatever. Come on, say hi to your grandmother," he told her as she pulled her silver mustang into her grandmother's driveway. With a smile, she jumped out of her car and ran to the porch where her grandmother was sitting on a porch swing. "Hey Que Ball! Guess who it is!" Jane shouted from behind some of her grandmother's tall butterfly bushes. "Oh dear, who do I know that owns a silver mustang, calls me Que Ball, and is the daughter of my only son?" her grandmother joked standing up from the porch swing and meeting her granddaughter by her butterfly bushes.

Jane called her grandmother "Que Ball" for a reason, but not the one you're thinking of. Her grandmother's name was Jacquelyn, so when Jane came up with a nickname, she took the "que" out of Jacquelyn and added the "ball." "Hey grandma," Jane said meeting her grandmother with a hug. "Oh my! Look at the time! You've gotta get going!" her grandmother said after their hug. "Yeah, sorry I couldn't stay long," she replied. "No, no. You just come see me whenever you can! I'll tell your father you had to leave quickly. Now go!" her grandmother said before turning towards the house, "You better call me every night!" her grandmother added not even turning back. Jane chuckled as she jogged back to her car and headed off towards the school.

:: :: :: ::

Once at the school, Jane parked her car and got her stuff out. She carefully walked up to the main doors and once inside, she noticed a ton of students gathered in the lobby. Through the crowd, she spotted the student office. Making her way through the crowd by bulldozing herself between the people, she kept her eyes on the office. Once she finally got out of the crowd, she looked at the lady and gave her a "full-of-it" smile. "Jane Malroy" she said, watching the lady flip through the papers on her desk. "Here ya' go," the lady said as she reached across the desk to hand Jane the papers. Without a word, Jane walked away with the papers in hand, along with all her bags. "Looks like I'll be in......Dorm 3" she muttered to herself before spotting an elevator.

Eager to get out of the hall with people aimlessly walking around, she speed walked towards the elevator. When close enough, she pushed the "up" button. When the elevator doors opened, she stepped in finally getting some peace and quiet. While waiting in the elevator, she thought about what her roommate was like. I hope she's not a freak... she thought as the elevator door opened. She stepped out and began scanning the doors until she found dorm #3. Dorm 3, dorm 3, dorm 3... she thought every time she passed a door. Aha! she thought when she came across a plaque with a three on it. Then, she noticed that the door was open. She peeked around the corner and saw a blond girl {Loriona} and a boy {Andrew} inside. Now standing in the doorway, she looked awkwardly into the room. "You must be my roommate," looking at the blonde girl. "I'm Jane," she added, not paying much attention to the boy.
°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°
Jane Malroy ››››››››››››››››››››››› Female ››››››››››››››››››››››› 18 Years ››››››››››››››››››››››› Drama ››››››››››››››››››››››› Dorm 3

Word Count: 787 words

Haha, was rummaging through my old posts and came across this one! This is honestly one of my favorites! ^^; Esspecially the beggining with Jane, her Dad, and her Grandmother. What are your favorite RP posts?

[Painted Turtle]

I'm thinking of making a Dystopian future RP and would like to see if anybody's interested. Basically, in the RP, Wildlife is on the brink of extinction. Nature had been restored years ago, but recently a new government official came to power and is looking to destroy nature and replace it with man-made things. Worse, the government approves this idea. Machines are being made ready for plots of forest land about to be plowed. Poisons are being formulated to get rid of wild animals.The characters oppose this, and are trying to save Nature before it's too late. Would anybody be interested?

I've made this RP, it's currently brand-new and shiny, the only post being one of my own.

Here's the link, if you'd like to join.

viewtopic.php?f=64&t=1197836&p=34309903#p34309903

[rose;]

This is probably my most favorite post :3

Rose whirled around, her heart suddenly in her throat. Her eyes widened, tears springing to her eyes immediatly. "No," she managed to choke out, shaking her head. He /couldn't/ be falling for her. Sterling needed a cunning, slytherin girl that could meet his needs... quite unlike herself.
"No," she repeated, feeling the tears slip down her face, but she was frozen, looking over at Sterling- not unlike a poor, frightened rabbit, so scared it could barely blink. Rose was so very tempted to turn and flee down the hallway, and forget all about this, but a hard as it might have been to admit, it seemed she was intrigued as much by him as he was intrigued by her. /And/ she had already made th desicsion to help him back /herself/ and that did not mean leaving to go get Giddeon.
She stepped forward on shaking legs, kneeling down next to him. It was out of sheer stubborness that she could even manage, as the sane part of her mind was screaming for her to run the other way. "Sterling, stop, please," she pleaded, tears clouding her vision, but she reached out to gently place a shaking hand against the boy's cheek, surprised to find it wet. And in all truths- just not because of the shouting- that she could handle. The problem was Sterling himself... How could he even think of her? And how did she end up in such short time, seeng so many sides of him, only to find she liked him more than she should... Now that she knew he wasn't as cold and heartless as he seemed. "You're scaring me," she said, her voice small and soft. She didn't trust it any louder, fearing it woul crack and break.
Rose swallowed hard, pullng her hand back to clasp it with her other in front of her. "I'm so sorry," she said after a moment. "I care for... for everyone, and I never made to make you think that... But, I - I don't handle boys... well. I've never even haad a boyfriend," she admitted miserably, looking down at her hands. The tears only slid down her cheeks more quickly, dripping from the sides of her cheeks and her chin to wet the material of the robes she wore.
Figuring she couldn't make the situation any worse, Rose looked up boldly, bringing a hadn up to wipe at her eyes. "And you're wrong. Oh, so wrong," she said softly, but there was a warmth in her tone now. "You're not the horrible, unlikeable person you make yourself out to be. You're so much more... and you're proving that right now. You have feelings just like the rest of us, and... you don't know how I feel."
Rose duked her head again, a hard lump in her throat making it quite painful. "But youre tired... you don't know what you're saying... It's not possible," she murmured miserably to herself. Slowly, the brown haired girl extended her hand, holding it out for Sterling to take. "I'm still taking you back to your common room, but I can see you need more help than before. Come on, you can lean on me," she said softly, hoping to get moving and talk at the same time- she just wanted to sleep, get away from everything for a few hours.
'what will my parents ever think of me if they saw this?' she wondered

Which was in reponse to this, to make more sense.

Sterling groaned out loud and hobbled after her. His voice was still sore, along with the rest of his body, for the beating he'd received, and he knew he shouldn't shout or scream. But... He never really listened to the healer anyways.
"For the love of Godric!" He roared at her. He swayed and grit his teeth, actually falling against a wall and slipping to the floor. He was so utterly baffled, that his soreness and exhaustion coupled with his confusion and riled emotions from her closeness made him lose his mind. He was at the end of his rope, and unfortunately Rose was present to see it.

"Dammit Rose, why?" He hissed, eyes tearing up. Good Lord, he was a baby. He smashed his fists to his eyes, keeping the drops at bay while he continued to talk. "Why aren't you noticing? You want to know what I think of Love At First Sight? It's bullsh*t. Utter crap, and yet it happened to me." He laughed without humor, finding the irony in it too hideous. "Yep. Yesterday. Damm you Rose, because you just blew my world to smithereens, and you don't even want me! Cold, then nice and warm. Indifferent, caring, then you're practically telling me to screw myself! Why? Why? I'm trying to distance myself, but for the LOVE OF GOD-"

He attempted to get up but just fell back again. He groaned and actually let out a sob. Tears fell from his eyes. And he laughed. Again without humor. "Oh Rose. I'm pretty certain I'm falling for you. I'm not supposed to, am I? I'm the Slytherin Man-wh*re, and you're you... An innocent, sweet Gryffindor goddess... Who wants nothing to do with me..." He whispered the last sentence, and quickly covered his face. "I'm sorry Rose. I'm going insane and shouldn't have shouted at you... You don't have to answer, because Gideon will find me eventually down here if you go back to the Gryffindor Tower, and you won't have to talk to me again because I'm a loony git who needs to go die, so there ya go."

He tried to stand again, finding his legs were on strike, and instead leaning against the wall with a broken expression. Failure. That's what he was. Now he'd pushed Rose away, cursed at her, and officially outed how insane he was. He wasn't literally mental, but he certainly felt like it at times. Rose was escorting him, but that act alone was sending him into overdrive and felt like someone was stabbing at his already abused heart.

[nopenope123]

Hey, at the moment I have a little hard making up a good human form...like...the format if the form. The coding and stuff. Could anyone suggest any good forms that the maker of the form is okay with others using it?