Sing me a Song [Semi-Lit Human Roleplay]

[Wildmagic_warrior]

Sing me a song,
of a lad that is gone.
Say, could that lad be I?
Merry of soul,
he sailed on a day,
over the sea to Skye.

Imagine a world, not so different from our own, where everyone has their own personal soundtrack. Your every thought, every emotion, is translated into song. Wouldn't it be wonderful? The days would be filled with glorious music, and there would be worldwide peace, right?

Wrong.

Welcome to Allora, the World of Sorrows.
Everywhere you go, there is the Music, a roaring noise from which there is no escape.
Thoughts, feelings, emotions.
All are formed into song, and from there, they become the Music.

It started ten years ago with the Curse. Some people say it's black magic; others think it was some sort of illness. Nobody knows where it came from, but one day, there was Noise. The next day, there was Music.
And in the Music, there was Silence.
For some reason, a few special people were immune to the Curse.
Many communities believe that they were the ones who cast the spell, and The Silent Ones were burned at the stake.
Some escaped, but they were rounded up and taken to special research facilities. None were ever seen again.

They say that somewhere, there is a land which the Curse hasn't yet reached.
The mythical island of Skye.

Give me again,
all that was there,
give me the sun that shone.
Give me the eyes,
give me the soul,
give me the lad that's gone.

The day dawned bright and early, just like every morning, and with the sun came the Music. It started with the birds, trilling loudly, "Home. Shelter. Safe from cats. Home. Shelter. Safe from rats." The tall girl with blue hair slid her feet out of bed, yawned, and petted the cat that was curled on top of her blankets. The creature opened one green eye and narrowed it, her thoughts becoming sung words in the girl's mind. "When I awoke this morning, I did not expect to find, a girl with hair turned blue, different from her kind." The girl shrugged and told the cat, "I dyed it last night before I came home." Her thoughts swelled into Music and she forced them down, attempting to control the noise so she wouldn't wake up her parents or younger brother. She succeeded in getting dressed and leaving the house, sneaking off through the quiet town and listening absently to the Sleep-Music. It was wobbly and distorted, strange, sometimes frightening. As the girl wandered down the empty street and left town, the human Music dropped away and the Animal Music swelled. It was mindless, each creature focused on survival. The squirrels sang, "Nuts, nuts, find 'em nuts, bury 'em deep an' find more nuts." A hawk circling overhead had screeching Music with barely discernible words. "Hunt and fly, fly and hunt, I spot a rabbit down below! Fly and hunt, hunt and fly, kill the rabbit down below! The girl released a contented sigh and smiled- she preferred the mindless Animal Music to human noise any day.
Then, suddenly, she froze.
Quiet.
Not the Musical quiet, when it was less, but actual quiet.
It was like a black hole, and at the center, something strange, something alien.
Something silent.

Sing me a song,
of a lad that is gone.
Say, could that lad be I?
Merry of soul,
he sailed on a day,
over the sea to Skye.

This roleplay is inspired by the book The Knife of Never Letting Go.
Before we begin, I'd better explain a few things about the Music.
One: The music is always there. Like I said before, there is no escape.
Two: Every living creature has Music. Even if their brainpower is extremely limited, their thoughts will still add to the noise.
Three: Everyone can hear everyone's Music. Each thought is translated into song. Each emotion becomes part of the world's never-ending soundtrack. You can't hide your thoughts, but they can be easily buried beneath everybody else's.
Four: Since this roleplay mostly revolves around thoughts and the thinking of them, please include what your character is thinking about in every post.

Rules.
1. I withhold the right to kick you out.
2. Obey all of Tess's rules and regulations.
3. Minor cussing, but keep it PG-13.
4. Don't argue with me- what I say goes. If I kick you out, it will be for a good reason. If you have complaints, PM me and perhaps we can work something out.
5. NO GODMODDING!
6. ABSOLUTELY NO Mary or Gary Sues. They are the Destroyer of Worlds, as one of my friends puts it, and I will not tolerate them.
7. No chatspeak- its hrd to udrstand u wn u rite lk ths.
8. Romance is encouraged, but once again, keep it PG-13
9. This is a semi-literate roleplay. This means that you must write in third-person, use proper punctuation and capitalization, and write at least three sentences in per character, per post. (Here's a tip: have a person, place, and action in each one.)
10. Keep the ages even- I don't want one 10-year-old and twelve 18's.
11. Keep the genders even. If we have too many girls or too many boys, I'll place a ban.
12. I'm the only one who will be playing a Silent. This may seem unfair, but it's mostly because I want to keep the roleplay under control.

Speech:
Thoughts are like this.
"Out-loud speaking is like this."
[OOC is like this]

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Billow and breeze,
islands and seas,
mountains of rain and sun.
All that was good,
all that was fair,
all that was me is gone.

Characters
Ban on female characters until further notice.
Username / Name / Nickname [if any] / Age / Gender / Page
Wildmagic_warrior / Indigo Velvet / Indy / 18 / Female / Page One
Wildmagic_warrior / Alexander Hartfield / Alex / 12 / Male / Page One
Annabel19 / Allison West / Allie / 16 / Female / Page One
Annabel19 / Nick Roberts / Nick / 18 / Male / Page One
Hawkbelly / Celeste Harris / Celeste / 11/ Female / Page One
Pellimore / Anala / Anala / 15 / Female / Page Two
Pellimore / Maka Emerson / Maka / 17 / Male / Page Three

Current Romantic Interests

Sing me a song,
of a lad that is gone.
Say, could that lad be I?
Merry of soul,
he sailed on a day,
over the sea to Skye.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

FORM
Username: Wildmagic_warrior
Character Name: Indigo Velvet
Nickname [if any]: Indy
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Personality: Indigo is not a nice person. She can be downright mean, even, with a fiery temper and no patience for stupid people or people who get in her way. Loyal to the end and extremely dangerous, she is the person you want on your side at all costs. However, when she is around people with whom she is comfortable, it's a completely different story. You can really tell that despite her scruffy appearance, she's actually refined, dignified, and extremely smart.
History: Indigo grew up in a very happy family. Her father repaired, rebuilt, and remolded old cars, and although it didn't pay much, it was enough. The girl's mother was kind and gentle, and she always smelled like cookies. When Indigo was seven, her brother Jeremy was born. When she was twelve, her father was fixing a car engine and it exploded, killing him. Without the money he had earned, Indigo's mother had to take on a second job to support her daughter and five-year-old son, but even this wasn't enough. So she remarried. Her second husband was an awful, ratty man named Aaron. His eyes were a watery blue, and his hair was always greasy. He smelled, too. Like garlic and cigarettes. However distasteful his presence was, Aaron worked for a law firm, and he was very rich. He was mean to Indigo, however, and when the girl was fifteen she decided that she had had enough. She began dying her hair blue, and rebelled against Aaron's facade of control. Now eighteen, she still hates him, and her stepfather still hates her. She spends most of her time in the woods, away from home. Sometimes Jeremy will tag along, but usually she goes alone.
Detailed Description: Indigo is tall and lithe, fine-boned and slender. Her eyes are the color of a dying fire- a deep amber red- but they flare to a bright orange when she's angry. When she was fifteen she started dying her hair blue, but its original color is a dark golden brown. She keeps it cropped to chin length, so it frames her narrow face. Her chin is pointed, but stubborn, her lips thin and unsmiling, her nose short but pointed. Her skin is tanned, her muscles whipcord lean. Normally she wears a black tank-top and tan cargo shorts.

FORM
Username: Wildmagic_warrior
Character Name: Alexander Hartfield
Nickname [if any]: Alex
Age: 12
Gender: Male
Personality: Alex is a timid boy, but he does love pranks, and anyone who can make him laugh can immediately find themselves on his good side. Alex is usually the type of person to act first and think later, so it's a good thing that he can improvise well and swiftly. He loves animals, especially cats, because they are more like him than any other creature. They are crafty, quick on their paws, and they love to have fun.
History[not optional]: Alex grew up by the ocean, raised by a man he assumed was his father. When he was nine years old, they told him the truth. He was born in a laboratory, far away. His parents were prisoners there, and the man had been a scientist in charge of conducting experiments on them. When Alex was born, he took the child and fled to the ocean, raising him where there would be nobody to miss his noise. The boy still loves the man, who name is Rossa Gaines, and still thinks of him as his father. However, he has made it clear that he needs to find his real parents, to meet them just once.
Detailed Description [no pictures!]: Alex is tall and lanky, with a perpetually uncombed head of light brown hair and a dusting of freckles across his nose. His eyes are such a dark hazel that they might be called brown. His skin is tanned, but not heavily so. He's muscled, but not exceedingly so. He wears a light gray t-shirt and black shorts, along with flip-flops. Sometimes he doesn't even bother with shoes and just goes barefoot.

[RoseQ]

((Omg, I'll join
Bookmarking for five minutes =3 ))

[Red weasel]

FORM
Annabel19
Allison West
Allie
16
Female
Allie is a shy girl. She kind and caring once you get to know her. She is Easily upset, and easy to make cry. She always afraid of what people she in her, and is afraid of people not liking her. She doesn't fully trust anyone,not even a person thoughts. Once you hurt her it'll be hard to gain her trust again. Having her trust means having a supporting friend. Having her trust means she'll be a true friend to you
Allie is the youngest in a family of seven children, a raised by one mother. Her older siblings having been picking on her as long as she can remember. Her mother never noticed this because she was busy holding jobs. This treatment is the reason that Allie was shy and distrusting of people. Allie has spent most of her life hiding in trees or caves, in between rocks or were ever she could easily hide. She spend most of her time away from home, and if she can away from people. She has never met her father, and often wonders about him. When she was younger she often asked he mother about to her father, to which her mother well always say "he was a great man" but that was never good enough for her.
Allie has long chocolate brown hair extending to the middle of her back. Her eyes are lager, the most prominent feature on her face, and deep blue in color. She is short and small, appearing to be very breakable. He face usually bares a grim or sad expression, but when she smile her face, shows a little happiness. Her skin is very pale white. :

FORM
Annabel19:
Nick Roberts:
Nickname [if any]:
18
male
Nick is playful and carefree. His lax attitude keeps him from getting into fights. He easily makes friends and loves being around people. He can act like an idiot at some times, and may not always take thing a serious as he should but hes a good person. He may some times serve as a voice of reason as he has an unbiased opinion. Warning: Nick is very dangerous on sugar.
Nick has had a pretty much normal life, he has a mother a father and a brother. But nick never wanted "normal" He always came up with stories of things he was going to when he got older. As he got older he realized that sitting around at home wasn't gonna get him anywhere in his adventures, so at 16 years old he left home. He visits his family every now in then. He hasn't found any adventures. Actually he hasn't even found a person he thought was cool. But he;s still looking. :
Nick has black hair that comes to his his cheek. His eyes are leaf green, become a brighter when hes happy. He have pointed features. He's skinny and under wait from the lack off food. He has no muscular build what so ever, but don't call him weak for it. He's never real tried for a masculine body, he's perfectly fine with his small body :

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[Thank you for joining! I'll add your characters to the list right away.]

[Red weasel]

[happy to join! I'm reallily exicited to see how this turns out~]

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[Yeah, me too ^^ I've never been inspired to write a roleplay kind of like a book before. You should read The Knife of Never Letting Go- it's by Patrick Ness, and it's a wonderful sci-fi/adventure sort of thing.]

[RoseQ]

((In the history, am I allowed to mention a school of some sort?))

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[Like, what kind of school? If it's just a regular school, like 'middle school' or 'highschool', then yeah.]

[RoseQ]

FORM
Username:
Hawkbelly
Character Name:
Celeste Harris
Nickname [if any]:
None
Age:
11
Gender:
Female
Personality [needs to be descriptive]:
Happy, easily excited and bubbly. Due to ADHD, she's easily distracted... Never give her Coca Cola! She loves laughing and is never sad. Even when she does get a little lonely, there's always a part of her that stays happy. She's a difficult person to be depressed around, as her friends have told her. She forgets easy too. She seems a little shy at times, and doesn't like making the first move, but when she does make friends, she's an exciting person to be around.
History[not optional]:
She doesn't like to talk about it much, as she hates pity, but when she was younger, she went to a terrible school. Kids teased her and beat her up everyday because she was a little 'different'. She had no friends and was utterly lonely. The teachers did nothing to stop this. After that, she moved schools, where she finally made friends and became 'normal'. Her past really shaped her into the person she is now. Her family life is just as complicated as her school life was. She has a mother who only pretends to care about her and treats her like she's only there to be a mule and an errand girl. She wishes she could live with her father, who treated her much better, but it is what it is. Through all this, Celeste remains happy. It's almost impossible for her to be sad.
(That's what I mean about school...)
Detailed Description [no pictures!]:
Her hair is short in the back, but long in the front. It's naturally blondish brown, but she dyes it a lot, so it it now dark brown. Her bangs go down to just above her thin eyebrows. Blueish green eyes hide underneath. She has a rounder shapped face, and a bright smile. She's very thin, and tall for her age.

((I'll probably make another char later... =3 ))