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[eugenides]

christina "christie" ann lee
autumn >> hummingbird >> radar/sonar

in bird form?;; []yes [x]no
mood;; shocked
health;; 100%
stamina;; 100%
doing;; roleplaying
location;; home library
tagged;; no one

christina was sitting in her favorite black swivel chair, typing up a roleplay post. hmm.. one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight... and nine. she counted the lines, making sure it didn't violate the posting limits. it didn't. it rarely ever did. feeling quite happy with herself for coming up with such a marvelous idea for the post, she pressed submit.

not a good idea. her laptop started loading very slowly and ended up giving her an error message. ugh, now i have to retype it all. christina lamented to herself. that's when she started shaking uncontrollably. she shivered, even though she was quite warm only a moment ago. she swore she was hallucinating, as the clock jumped off the wall and started to shout 'pink fluffy unicorns dancing on rainbows'. she probably was.what's happening!? then the teenage girl disappeared. no puff of smoke or fiery explosion. she was just gone.


[[ imma just going to call myself christina for the sake of not telling my real name/making sense. ]]

[Inudog]

☣ Inuxen ☣
Mood: Shocked/Angered | Doing: Roleplaying | With: No one

The guy sat at his computer, drinking a soda and typing, his eyes fixated on the screen. He had entered his favorite site for roleplaying, Chicken smoothie, and chuckled as he noticed the response he got from his roleplaying partner. He sighed, ignoring the fact that he should probably be working on the essay for school he was behind on, and typed up his response. He pressed send, leaning back with a satisfied grin on his face, a grin the quickly vanished as he saw his computer crash, and everything shake. "What in the-? No!" He snarled at the screen, more preoccupied with trying to make sure his post was safe. He hit the monitor, but of course that didn't work. He groaned in frustration, running his hands through his hair "Urrrgggghhhh! Now I'm gonna have to type it all over aga-!" He didn't get a chance to finish, and with one final ring of his ears, he blacked out.

シ Laughter シ
Mood: Surprised/Confused | Doing: Roleplaying | With: No one

A boy sat at his desk, spinning around in the rolling chair as he waited for his computer to turn on. He laughed, watching his desktop come on as he stopped the chair, a little dizzy. He grinned, immediately grabbing the mouse and heading over to the internet, where he entered his favorite site, Chicken Smoothie. He gave a small clap as he entered his roleplay, glad to see there were responses. The guy wasted no time in attacking the keyboard with reply, laughing as he hit the send button. He waited eagerly for his reply to be posted, beginning to spin around his his chair again. However, this time, when he stopped, he noticed that his dizziness did not go away. He groaned, feeling sick, but somehow knew this wasn't caused from his incessant spinning, but something else. "This doesn't seem right......" He murmured as black clouded at the edge of his vision until finally, he collapsed, his world fading into darkness.

[Moon's Blood]

Vɪɴᴄʏɴᴛ Rᴏᴜɢᴇ Vᴀʟᴇɴᴛɪɴ
Mood: Confused | Doing: Roleplaying | Tagged: None

"Ehhhhh..." A red haired girl exclaimed quietly and fell back onto her bed from the crouch position she was in. Her hands were on her head now. She was muttering things in a soft voice to herself. Then suddenly she stopped, and there was a moment of complete silence before she threw herself up. The small teen had begun typing wildly on her lap top, returning to her crouched position. She was a small girl in stature, and had a soft voice, not to mention her tiny hands. Despite having tiny hands, her fingers were flying across the key board.
Just as quickly as it had began, her fingers stopped. She was re-reading now. Making a few corrections every now and then. Once she was finished reading, the girl gave a small nod and moved her cursor toward the 'Submit' button. She glanced back once more at her post before hitting Submit. With a satisfactory look on her face she hit the button and leaned back a bit. Her screen didn't change. At first she just assumed her internet was being slow, but all of a sudden the screen started turning into scrolling numbers. Sitting up, the girl's eyes jumping across the screen in confusion. However before long, she was feeling dizzy and faint. The teen collapsed back on to her bed, her head still spinning as darkness fell over her.

[daices.]

Excalibur~~~
In bed? Check. Fuzzy socks on? Check. Salt and vinegar chips? Check. Jolly ranchers and warheads? Check, check, and check again. Brushing annoyingly long black hair out of her face, a girl leaned back against her comforter, put her headphones on, tuned to vocaloid, and started typing away on her iPad, a giddy grin on her face as she happily awaited the arrival of the first post. Pressing refresh repeatedly, it was all this girl could do to suppress a squeal of delight when posts started scrolling down the page, one after another. Opening up a screen and typing furiously, this girl wrote quickly and hurriedly, numerous red underlines appearing on the page, of which she would correct later. Satisfied with her concise but literate -and hopefully, grammatically correct- starting post, she chowed down on another salt and vinegar chip, savoring the tang, before scrolling down and pressing submit.

Having no reaction -the blue bar wasn't even loading at the top- she frowned and hit submit again.

And again.

And again.

Thoroughly frustrated now, the sable-haired girl scowled and pressed Ctrl+A, meaning to save the post to a google docs, but right at that moment the screen flashed pure white, and the iPad starting making a terrifying, guttural noise, like gears grinding against each other. Terrified, she shrieked and dropped the iPad; as a strange fuzziness started to creep in, the last thing this girl saw before she fainted was the still blindingly-white screen flicker, then die.

Saber~~~
Boredom. Boredom, boredom, boredom. It's what you experience before, after, and during every test and assessment. What happens when you're stuck in an elevator that still has twenty floors to go. When you get dumped into your grandmothers house with nothing but a weeks worth of clothes and -heaven forbid- no WiFi.

Thankfully, this fiery-haired brute had WiFi that came in the form of a 4G 4s.

Making sure his grandmothers back was turned, the stocky, red-haired man slunk off to his temporary bedroom, sitting on the window sill, and whipped his phone out, face brightening as he quickly logged in to Chickensmoothie and scrolled down to look for roleplays. Spying one that had started rut after he had left, the guy grinned widely and toothily, quickly clicking on the link and starting a post, giving his thumbs a workout at the speed he was going. For some reason, no one ever thought that guys could RolePlay effectively; at least, none of his friends thought so. Scoffing, the guy raked a hand through his hair and smirked at the screen, glad that his post wasn't a short, measly one that he sometimes found on the Forums. Clicking submit, he waited for a reaction, waited for the screen to load. But of course, the phone instead got blistering hot, forcing the man to drop the phone with a string of colorful curses, blowing on his raw hands, the man bent over to pick his most likely ruined phone up... And was met with darkness.

[Jade Harley.]

ｍｅｒｅｄｉｔｈ ｋｏｂａｙａｓｈｉ
• eighteen • tired • tagged: no one • human •

It was Saturday, around one am. As usual, the dark haired girl spent her night chatting to friends on skype, wondering what their holidays had been like so far and sharing gossip about others. She had spent it so far quietly giggling, careful not to wake up anyone else in her apartment and role-playing on one of her favourite sites. The girl had sighed when she saw how many people had already posted on of the roleplays but was thankful for the fact not much had happened yet. Quickly, she typed up her reply, editing a bit of the coding and a few of the spelling mistakes as she typed. When the brunette was happy with her reply, she selected ll of her post and copied it, in case the site had suddenly stopped working. She hovered her cursor of the submit button and clicked it, after scanning through her reply once more. Of course as usual, the post was taking forever to submit. She sighed and clicked again, trying to get it to post. Right after, she received a small shock from her mouse and her screen flashed to black. The girl then felt as if the air was knocked right of of her lungs and she curled over in pain. She looked up to her screen, confused and annoyed at what was happening. It was showing scrolling numbers and her computer made a loud buzzing sound, as if the cooling fan was spinning so fast it was going to break. She shut her eyes, waiting for the pain and the sound to go away and at that moment, everything went black.

[ Hey moon, do you remember me? It's jaaade! ]

[phan]

❆ Silvia Frost;

Legs crossed, headphones comfortably on, a bowl of quavers by my side, I stared at the computer, smiling a little, doing the things I loved most in the world. Humming along to a new Disney song, I checked all my usual websites, spending a while on tumblr, before checking out my friend's art livestream and chatting away on skype. Eventually, I grew a little bored of the numerous Sherlock Holmes gifs, switching tabs to the wonderful Chicken Smoothie.

Checking my forum subscriptions, I was delighted to see that 3 of the role plays I took part in had new posts. Absent mindedly crunching down a few salty crisps, my eyes flittered across the page, quickly reading the first of the posts. After a few minutes of catching up on everything I'd missed, I clicked reply and began typing my part. I was quite proud of the post I'd managed to make - 9 lines, with an actual plot! Submitting it, I was glad to see my new format looked quite good against the Christmas background. Leaning back a little in my chair, I was startled to realise there were new posts on the RP I'd signed up to the day before. Grinning, I clicked on the title of the thread, hoping for it to have begun, and that's when my world tipped upside down and faded to black...

❅ [It's sad how much this post is like me, oh dear x'D] ❅

[Moon's Blood]

{Hey there, Jade! I remember, and sorry I've been gone quite a long time. I'm trying to figure something out.}

Vɪɴᴄʏɴᴛ Rᴏᴜɢᴇ Vᴀʟᴇɴᴛɪɴ
Mood: Confused | Doing: Unsure | Tagged: None

Eyes had started to open, but there was no movement. Ughhhh, my head... With that thought a hand moved toward their face, but it was a large hand. Confused now, the hand felt the face. This isn't my face... This isn't my hand... More thoughts, and then they shot up into a sitting position. Upon looking around they realized they were no longer in their bedroom, and when they looked down, they realized that it wasn't the same body. "I'm Vincynt!" A deep voice said, and the hands quickly covered the mouth.
A little later the hands moved away, "Vincynt has a deeper voice..." The voice was no longer a soft teenage girl's voice, it was her character's voice; Vincynt's voice. But more importantly, Vincynt's body! I don't know what's going on, Vincynt stood, but as long as I'm here and in Vincynt's body... I need to become Vincynt...

{Just to clarify, I made the person that turns into Vincynt a girl. So the teenage girl is now Vincynt, and I'll start rping as a guy and from Vincynt's point of view shortly. Does this make sense? And is that alright?}

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{Oh dear, it may become very confusing. But that sounds fine. Good luck!}

energy; 85%
health; 75%
doing; freaking out
mood; confuzzled
tagged; N/A

○○○○○???○○○○○

She woke up...somewhere. It wasn't really exactly clear where. The...place? That sounded about right.
Well, while she was waiting (for what? she didn't know), she might as well check if everything was still there.
Okay... Fingers, toes, head, hair, face, mandible, humurus, scapula, ulna...
Wait, what? If she didn't know better, she might think this was just some dumb roleplay and she had said that because the writer wanted to put a bad joke in there. Huh.
Now that she had confirmed that nothing was broken, ???'s thoughts turned to...here. Or whatever this place was.
Whatever it was, it definitely wasn't natural. The...ground? Floor?
...surface was white and somewhat slippery, like plastic.
Plastic?

[phan]

❆ Silvia Frost;

Shuddering, my senses gradually came back to me, one by one - I felt smooth ground underneath me, I smelled a sort of artificial scent, I tasted Quaver crumbs at the back of my mouth, I heard my frantic scrambling. Finally, blinking a few times, light filtered into my vision, letting me check that I was alright. Something seemed off, though... Whether it was the silver bangs hanging in front of my right eye, the little bit of mascara that had rubbed onto my hands or the fact that my nails were slightly longer and sharper, I wasn't sure, but I knew something had happened to me during my unconsciousness.

Breathing heavily, I tried to calm myself down, my fingers twitching a little in panic as I scanned my surroundings and what I could see of myself. Funny, a slightly hysterical part of my brain thought, I feel a bit one of my favourite role play characters...

❅ [Where are they? Did they end up in separate places or near each other? c:] ❅