♪♫♪♫♪♫Why hello there!♪♫♪♫♪♫
My name is...
Ms.Acidd<3!
Or, if you preffer...
Ashlii.
I have three plots I would most like to do, along with some other things. Look to the bottom for my plots.
ஜWhat you can expect from meஜ
-Any level of writing you specify, be it one liners, advanced, etc.
--Plot twists! (When I think of them)
---I play only RPC's, though you can use canons if you like! I usually play only females, so I would prefer if you can play males.
----Good spelling and grammar, for the most part.
---To be consistent with personality.
--Interesting characters.
-To be online every day!
(Please note, I will expect the same from you. However, I can understand if you are busy, but please tell me if you won't be that active and why ^^ i don't bite)
ஜWhat I want to Role Playஜ
-Naruto ((<3))
--Pokemon
---Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler)
----Human/Humanoids
---Most video games(ie. Sly Cooper, Bioshock, L4D, etc.)
--Fantasy school (faunas, vampires, werewolves, all in school. One of most wanted)
-Romance (Mixed with other things above)
ஜMy plotsஜ
Plot1~
♪♫♪♫♪♫When the time comes that you want to end your life, you'll have no doubt written a suicide note. Take the note and a pair of scissors, and cut away at it until you get somethign that resembles a key. Take the key, and go to a door. Any door will do. Now, push the key forwards as if into an invisible lock, and turn the key. The lock is real. Now, open the door and enter into the new world you have found. But be warned; this world is far different to our own...
And yet, nobody seems to listen. Nobody understands just how different this other world is. And when they find out...? Well, not everyone is best pleased wth the discovery...
But all the residents are bound here to this earth, by an inivisible force that keeps them stuch there, no way of escaping.
Those monsters you see in your nightmares? They're real, too. Not in your world, but here in ours. They all exist, and it's you that brings them here, into this town known only as 'X'. The signposts which mark the town are scratched out and blood splattered. They are far too messed up to even read.
And yet, the most feared thing of all here is not the monsters, not the darkness, not the shadows... but it is infact one of it's residents; a young girl known only as 'Mist'. Mist seldom speaks, and none have ever heard her voice. Some people believe Mist is mute, and others believe that she uses ventriloquism. But there is one thing that we can all agree on... There is something dark and mysterious about Mist, and the puppet she lugs around which is known as Crow.
But what could it be about the girl who communicates through her puppet?
When her shadow is cast across the wall, it is not her shadow at all. Instead it is the shadow of a three headed dark beast. What are those things known as...?
The Bitter Ones.♪♫♪♫♪♫
Plot2~
"I am Andrew Ryan, and I'm here to ask you a question. Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his brow? 'No!' says the man in Washington, 'It belongs to the poor.' 'No!' says the man in the Vatican, 'It belongs to God.' 'No!' says the man in Moscow, 'It belongs to everyone.' I rejected those answers; instead, I chose something different. I chose the impossible. I chose...Rapture, a city where the artist would not fear the censor, where the scientist would not be bound by petty morality, where the great would not be constrained by the small! And with the sweat of your brow, Rapture can become your city, as well."
The year is 1960. New ideas are coming to life, some good and some bad. The world is growing, and things are changing...
Rapture. A land of dreams, freedom, and opinions. A glorious city built under the ocean, Rapture is the definition of a utopia. It's sprawling and clean, extremely unique in more ways than one. The founder, Andrew Ryan, developed new technology to improve the underwater city even further. The most well-known of the inventions, known as plasmids, change the genetic make-up of the user. There are many different plasmids, and they're all used for the better.. until now.
Changed by the plasmids they frequently injected, the citizens of Rapture have become zombie-like creatures called Splicers. Some of them are more changed than others. Some are stronger, some are faster. Other genetically modified creatures reside in the fallen utopia as well - Big Sisters, Big Daddies, and Little Sisters to name a few. However, hidden amongst the ruins live humans. They use the plasmids, but have not yet reached Splicer state. Can they survive in this horror realm? Or will they too fall to the tragic fate of a Splicer?
Plot3~
'Attention! The green flu is spreading worldwide. The outcome is so far unknown, but a cure is yet to be found. Refrain all contact with infected individuals. Barricade your homes. Await official instructions. This is CEDA, over and out.'
Great, just what the world needs, another phenomena for some stupid illness. First mad cow disease, then bird flu and swine flu, and now green flu. Whatever will be next?
We could hide fromt he infected, but not from the sickness. Before long it overtook the world... Some were brainless, some were fast, some were acid-spitters, some were strong, so many types, so little hope...
'Attention! A cure has not yet been found. The green flu is mutating them. Please proceed to the designated evacuation areas immeadiately! This is CEDA, over and out.'
But we couldn't escape. We weren't so lucky. We were stuck in this hell-hole zombie apocolypse with no hopes of escaping. But maybe, just mayvbe, if we could make it to New Orleands, we'd be safe...
'Attention! If anyone's still out there, we're working to reach you. Please wait for official instructions. This is CEDA, over and out.'
We waited, but instructions never came.
Where's CEDA now, huh?
No hope. No cure. No problem.
New Orleands, here we come.
Wow, you're still here! Shoot me a PM and we'll talk!
