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[Sergeant Nuggeht]

ＨＥＲＥ ＴＨＥＹ ＣＯＭＥ
“ａｎｄ ｔｈｅｙ ａｉｎ'ｔ ｇｏｎｎａ ｓｔｏｐ”
apocalyptic roleplay

Well, well, well. Hi there!
This is an invite-roleplay only for all of these amazing people! Sergeant Nuggeht, myself. [ duh. ] JeffTheFanastic, Potato :) and buffytheslayer. We're a bunch of great writers just wanting to roleplay with eachother. Don't worry, nothing too wierd will happen on here... C;

[Sergeant Nuggeht]

Ｉ ＣＡＮ'Ｔ ＳＥＥ
“ｔｈｅ ｄａｒｋｎｅｓｓ ｃｏｍｉｎｇ”
plot line

Obviously, this is an apocalypse roleplay. All of us play two characters, a boy and a girl, who are either at a school or somehow get there when it begins. Along the way, strong bonds are forged or either broken causing high tension between everyone. They have to survive using all their wit, strength and skill to survive this world disaster. It's all up to them...
SO DRAMATIC GUYS

[Sergeant Nuggeht]

Ｉ ＷＡＬＫ ＴＨＩＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ ＳＴＲＥＥＴ
“ｉ ｗａｌｋ ａｌｏｎｅ”
characters

We each have two characters, one boy and one girl. Just private message me a picture and some info.

Ｓｅｒｇｅａｎｔ Ｎｕｇｇｅｈｔ

Nellie Crawford - 16 - outgoing and bubbly
Casper Pitney - 17 - awkward and intelligent

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Cassidy Thornton - 16 - imaginative and resourceful
Jason South - 17 - funny and sarcastic

ｂｕｆｆｙｔｈｅｓｌａｙｅｒ

Alissa Winston - 17 - artistic and brave
Ezra Winston - 18 - quiet and sweet

Ｐｏｔａｔｏ :)

Morgan Quinn - 17 - a dreamer and free
Blake Darcy - 17 - naive and logical

[Sergeant Nuggeht]

Ｉ ＷＡＮＴ ＴＯ ＫＮＯＷ
“ｗｈａｔ”
news

So this is just a basic summary of what has happened in the roleplay; crushes, death and anything major. I will include pages of where the event started and ended, just so if you guys are offline when it happens, it's easy to find it to read it over. Plus, I wanted to fit Dan and Phil onto the roleplay. C;

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Likes ♡, Together ❤, Ex's ✘
Acquaintances ✚, Friends ✔, Enemies ⚔
Blake ✚ Morgan
Blake ✔ Casper
Nellie ✔ Morgan

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#yolo
None at the moment.

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Daaaaang.
None at the moment.

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Page One

• Roleplay finally finished.
• Roleplay started by Potato.
Page Two

• Potato and I are roleplaying.
• Everyone else needs to reply.
• Blake and Casper are hanging in a hallway?
• Morgan and Nellie are in the foodroom with randoms.

[Sergeant Nuggeht]

[ Shall we start? ]

[Potato :)]

[ sure. Do you want to, or anyone else? ]

[Sergeant Nuggeht]

[ Ohkay, quick plot starter. Choose one of your people to go into ditching and then the other in class.

Group one [ ditching ] ;
You're hanging around with your 'friends' behind the old maths block at school. Who cares if you're bunking? You weren't doing that well in class anyways. From where you sit, you can see a good view of the main road and some shops of town. Suddenly everything seems to go quiet, all the traffic disappears and some people walk towards the school. Are they people, though? You watch them come closer, watching them curiously. They don't seem to look like your average person and you get worried, but don't want to look like a wimp infront of all you friends. As it comes into the school grounds, you get a clear view- it's skin is a sickly colour, it's clothes are torn and is that... blood?

Group two [ in class ] ;
It's your average day in class. No-one really seems to care what the teacher is talking about, school has almost finished. You look out the window as the summer heart shimmering across the school grounds, it looks way better than being stuck in class. It's noticable that there are more people out walking than usual, but it shouldn't bother you. People are obviously just walking instead of using their car, it is the hottest part of the year! You lean closer to the window to get a better view and your jaw drops open. The 'people' come stumbling out of a house, holding an arrangment of weapons, varying from a baseball bat to a gun! Looking back to your classmates, it seems that no-one else has noticed, not even the teacher! You resist the urge to alert them, just in case you sound crazy infront of them all. Just then, some trouble-some students come racing past the classroom, their shouts and footsteps catch the attention of everyone. It seems like trouble, should you dare do anything? ]

[Potato :)]

Morgan was annoyed. It wasn't the blistering heat, nor the fact school bored her to tears. It was that, even though she was bunking Science class again, the school gates still held her inside the grounds. She hated being detained behind them, the simple irons almost teasing her. You could get out if you tried, It seemed to say. Just go.Even if she did get out, she'd have patrol cars and truancy free stores calling the school. The people here did help, she enjoyed their company as they wasted away a normal school day. The time they all spent together was great- much better than Physics and stuff. Thinking about how bored everyone in class must be, her gazed turned to the row of shops in front of her, puching a lock of her hair behind her ear delicately just as a limping man staggered past. Was he coming towards them?

Blake was having the time of his life in Science. It was last period, and usually everyone was tired by this time, but Blake adored the buzz he got from learning. It was the thing that kept him going academically. Quite a few desks at the back were empty. Bunkers, he thought. The idea of bunking felt like acid on his brain. He didn't understand why people would leave such a place where you learn things you never knew, and experience things you never would have otherwise. Blake's cousin, a bunker, often said to Blake when he asked such things "You experience, birds flying past and stuff. Blake never wanted to be like his cousin. Gazing out of the window, Blake wondered what the time was. As he turn his head back to the whiteboard on the wall, he stopped. Something unsual was about to happen. Something bad. As he thought, a flurry of people exited the house across the street, equipped with a variety of weapons. Is this for real? Blake pondered. Am I going crazy?

[Not the best start, I know, but I just wanted to get the ball rolling. ]

[Sergeant Nuggeht]

Ｎｅｌｌｉｅ Ｃｒａｗｆｏｒｄ

The sun shimmered in her vision, a haze rising above the ground. She sighed and leaned against the rough bricks, arms crossed, not caring. Her dull, green eyes scanned the scene infront of her. Most of her friends sat on the ground or stood up like she was. The only difference was that they seemed to be having a good time.
Nellie couldn't help be feeling uneasy from the shivers which occured in her spine. She shifted her weight, now switching her gaze to make a quick search, for teachers and mainly the source of unease. She'd been bunking for quite some time with these other delinquents, she'd needn't feel any reason for worry. It made no sense.
“Hey Morgan. What's that?”
Nellie raised her hand to point at the stumbling figure that was making it's way towards the group. It was still quite a distance away, but as it came closer, it was obvious that it was a person. She cocked her head in confusion, were they lost? She only vaguely knew where some places were in the town; she wouldn't have been very helpful for directions. Glancing at Morgan, she shot her fellow friend a worried look before returning her eyes to watch the figure make it's way towards them.

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Class was as usual; the same teacher, the same subject, the same seats empty. Casper sighed in disgust and narrowed his eyes at the row of chairs that sat empty infront of him, as they had been for the past few weeks. Only because we started studying the periodic table... He rolled his eyes and rested his head on his hand, slouching in his chair.
Next to him, he could see Blake and watched him, trying to will his attention. He saw the boy gaze out the window and sighed loudly on purpose. A dorky smile was plastered across his face, but disappeared as the chances of Blake looking over at him faded.
The teacher seemed to rant on about the elements of the periodic table and referred to the sheet the class was given. Casper slowly picked it up, skimmed it and placed it back down. He delicately slipped it into his book and snapped it shut, creating a loud noise. It made him pick up the sound coming from beyond science; thudding footsteps, mad laughter and a car alarm. What was going on out there? It sounded wild. With a confused expression, Casper looked toward the window, his eyes widening.

[Potato :)]

Morgan Quinn.

Morgan opened her mouth abruptly to speak, but then closed it just as fast. It was the first time in her life she'd been unable to speak, unable to make a sarcastic comment or witty joke. She studied the figure- pale faced and decrepit. Her wildly wide eyes turned to Nellie; they said it all. Morgan felt her hands begin to shake. Was the wind cold now, even in the extreme summer heat, or was it just a coincidence. The... thing was only about 20 metres away now, and all Morgan managed to vocalise was "Run!". She flew past the broken veranda and crumbling brick structures, escaping to the openness of the field. Driven by fear, her eyes darted from classroom to classroom in time eiwth her heartbeat- a pounding, unaturally fast rate. Thankfully, her friends were keeping up with her erratic movements and she gulped to clear a lump in her throat, but it didn't work in the slightest. She didn't remember screaming, but she must've at some stage because she'd managed to bite her lip. It throbbed painfully, trembling as well, and Morgan's brain came to the conclusion that she was going to die.