►2050 [onexone between Beguile and deers&&]

[jormungandr]

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The year, 2050, the walls between galaxies
have suddenly started to crack, leaving wide
openings in the forest of Kanara, now called
The Forest Of Death. Everyone searched
in hopes of finding love ones. But no luck
no one came back. Until too very normal
people found themselves sucked into
the cracks and coming out soon after.
Their souls wiped, all they know
is eachother, and the place they now
call home
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please refrain from posting
this is a private Roleplay between me and Beguile.
Unless stated by me or Beguile, you may not
roleplay along with this or post.
reading the posts is fine c:
Also, please don't copy our idea, thank you~

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[b]► Nᴀᴍᴇ :[/b] Name here.
[b]► Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ :[/b] Gender here.
[b]► Aɢᴇ :[/b] Age here.
[b]► Bɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ :[/b] Birthday here.
[b]► Oʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ : [/b] Orientation here.
[b]► Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ :[/b] Personality here.
[b]► Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ :[/b] History here.'
[b]► Dᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ :[/b] Appearance here, feel free to use a picture.
[b]► Oᴛʜᴇʀ :[/b] Anything else you want to add, like abilities, pets, etcetera

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[jormungandr]

[reserved for my character~

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[Add-el-in]
Hi, names Addelyyn Cricket Card. Mothers name was Estelle, and grandmother was Aaliyah. Yes, weird names run in the family, but I like all of my names. Only my mother decided to name me, my father got to name my brothers, Jayce and Carlos. I guess I forgot to mention my Fathers side. His name is Christian. Not so normal, but not unique like ours. But he quite enjoyed naming the boys, and I guess they enjoy their names.

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I am 20. I recently moved out of my parents house and into a small apartment after my 20th birthday. Since I am 20, I was born on the 19 of August 2030 in a hospital some distance away from where I live now.

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Describing myself? Well, people call me bouncy, always happy. But they call me shy. I only make friends with people I think I can roll with. I can be quite daredevil at times, but only go too far, like the other kids. I tend to sit by myself, if my best friend is away.
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My first boyfriend was in year 8, as far as I can remember. The next one was in year 12, Tristian, but we had to break up due to him moving, sometimes we chat on Facebook, its fun, I miss him. Ever since then I really haven't bothered with boyfriends. I have been busy since I moved and got caught up in my job.
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[3rd Person]
Addelyyn moved through the forest. Her mind wasn't thinking to its normal self, it thought of flying and battles. Se couldn't think, there was a wall between her past and this memory in the forest. She couldn't remember family, what was it? She couldn't remember. She couldn't remember anything. What was there to remember? Her mind was empty, except for the stray items of flying. But she wasn't flying here, why was she thinking of flying? And it certainly wasn't in this forest, it was somewhere with red sky, or maybe a hazy red. She didnt know.
she couldn't remember

[brad!]

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David (pronounced DAY-vid) Stevens
Both David's mother and father decided on his name, due to the fact that he was the third child that his mother had given birth to, but the only one that had managed to survive the first week of living. The name is of Hebrew origin, and has the meaning of 'beloved'. David has a variety of nicknames, such as Dave, Daffy, Davey, Dai, or something along those lines. However, he does have a preference for being referred to by his full name.

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David is twenty-two years of age, and was born on the eleventh of July, 2028. David was born two weeks earlier than what his parents had been told, and David's mother was in labour for roughly ten or so hours, and there were a few complications with David's birth.

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David is a young man with a calm and gentle temperament. He absolutely adores young children, and hopes to have his own family someday, as he is a family man. David is level headed and logical, rarely raising his voice in a tough situation, and is viewed as a pacifist, as he believes that words can be more powerful than actions. David absolutely despises being the centre of attention, and has an air of modesty around him, as he refuses to take complements, as he finds them irrelevant and strange, his stubbornness tending to get in the way of a compliment. David is a listener, and enjoys learning, sitting with his family and friends, listening to their stories about love, loss and the occasional fight amongst fellow family members. If there's one thing David hates doing, it's failing. His determination to do well can be refreshing, but can also be a morale killer for those that are around him, as he prefers to do things his way. However, he will back off if he sees that someone else's idea is better than his own. David seems to have an air of elegance around him, though he doesn't cope too well with criticism. He speaks fluently, using an extensive vocabulary, and can get frustrated when people don't understand what he wants, and what he is talking about.
Unfortunately, patience is not one of David's traits, and he can be extremely impatient when things go wrong. He's not too good with kind gestures, and can be distant when something doesn't take his interest.

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David was born on the 11th of July, 2028, to his loving mother (by the name of Madeline), and his rather work oriented father (who went by the name of John). To say David was the first-born child of his family would technically be a lie, but if you were to specify it as the first living child, this would be true. Indeed, David was not the first offspring between Mister and Missus Stevens, but was in fact the third of the Stevens' children. David's oldest brother, Ian, was born happy and healthy, but unfortunately, two days after his birth, and irresponsible nurse forgot where she was looking, tripped over her own feet and dropped the young boy, who was killed instantly from a broken neck. Madeline was absolutely heartbroken and John was enraged, the couple immediately suing the hospital for the death of their son. The case was successful, and the couple managed to pocket five hundred thousand dollars from the case, and put most of the cash away in a fund, for they were already planning their next child, despite the trauma and heartbreak Ian's death caused. It seemed that Madeline was desperate to have a child of her own, and would not stop trying until she got what she wanted.
Using the money they received from the hospital, the Stevens' decided that it wouldn't be a bad idea to travel. Madeline decided that she wanted to go to Australia, and spend a few months there, and John agreed, managing to get this time off from work, and the two were soon on a plane to Sydney, with the impression that they would be able to relax for a while, and in John's mind, that Madeline would be able to put off having a second child for a little while longer. He wasn't certain as to why he held this particular mindset, but there was another thing in the back of his head, telling him that there was a chance if they did try for a second child, the birth was going to go horribly, horribly wrong. But out of respect for his loyal and loving wife, John cast these thoughts aside, for he needed to put his focus on enjoying his holiday with Madeline, and seeing some new things. After all, their small little house back home didn't give them much of a chance to see things. They were limited back there, and this would probably be their only chance to enjoy some time with just the two of them, before they had another addition to the family.
The couple stayed in Australia for four months, and on the plane trip home, Madeline decided that it would be a good idea to do a pregnancy test, purely out of curiosity. Sure, it might not have been the appropriate time to do so, but what the heck, what else could she do on a boring plane trip? And it was here that Missus Stevens discovered that months of hope had finally paid off, and she was lucky enough to be carrying their second child. Of course, she was over the moon, and hurried out of the plane's bathroom to alert her husband to the seemingly delightful news that she was once again pregnant. However, she was rather perplexed as to why John had a look of confusion, or what could have also been interpreted as horror, on his face. Of course, she didn't have any idea of her husband's thoughts and musings from the months before. He hadn't said a word, and he wasn't going to. Not for a long, long time.
The time flew by rather quickly, and for the second time, Madeline was in labour. However, this time, it was a daughter. Sadly, this birth was no better than the previous, Leah, as they called her, being stillborn. Madeline was absolutely shattered, as was John, but he certainly didn't show it all that often. His thoughts had been correct, and he felt absolutely awful. But he couldn't explain to Madeline why he felt the way he did, and when his wife asked for them to try one last time, he simply agreed. Perhaps they would be third time lucky, and if they weren't, it was best that they just give up.
Three months after Leah's birth, Madeline was once again pregnant. Though, she didn't seem as excited for it like she had been for her first and second attempts. This was to be expected, however, and Missus Stevens found herself being rather frightened about having a third child. What if this one wasn't a success, just like her two previous children? What if she was just a cruel, heartless murderer that was simply killing helpless young children, in the hopes of having one of her own. As illogical as the thought was, this was what was going around in Madeline's head, and it frightened her, quite a bit. John had gone back to work, and Madeline went into a state of depression and developed a drinking problem. Madeline ingested high quantities of alcohol each day, John coming home to a drunk and abusive wife, who would stumble around, muttering how her third child was probably going to be a failure, so what did it matter that she drank, and this was a concern for Mister Stevens, because he eventually reached the point where he didn't want to leave the house, in fear that Madeline would get herself intoxicated, and do something harmful to herself, and their baby.
Somehow, John managed to keep his wife in line, and David was born two weeks earlier than what they had been told. However, upon David's birth, there were a few complications on the way. Madeline was in labour for longer than what she needed to be, and the umbilical cord was wrapped around her son's neck. However, the biggest complication with David's birth was the fact that when he was separated from his mother, he wasn't breathing. So naturally, David's mother assumed that he was dead, and slouched back onto her bed. However, John felt the need to hold the baby, and took him away from the nurse. Peering down at his son, John narrowed his eyes. "You better breathe, boy." John warned. "Or you're going to get in big trouble." For a good thirty seconds, John just stared down at his son, eyes narrowed, before he sighed, and looked over at the nurse, holding out the bundle for her to take. As the baby left John's arms, a loud wail echoed in the air, and a small arm raised itself from the nurse's arms. With a smile on her face, the nurse turned to face Madeline Stevens. "Congratulations," she spoke. "It seems you really were third time lucky, after all."
The first six months of David's childhood were a struggle. He would refuse to be touched by his mother, and could only be handled by his father, which made it quite the challenge when feeding him. Madeline found this rather confusing and upsetting, and turned to alcohol once again to help her solve her problems. This caused strain between Mister and Missus Stevens' relationship with one another, and for a few years, John separated from his wife, telling her; "If you don't get your act together, David and I won't be coming back.", before he packed up his things, and left.
When David was the age of four, John and Madeline got back together, since Missus Stevens had managed to turn her life around. She never mentioned what her motive had been to make herself better, but she didn't really need to; the assumption was that after all those years of not being able to have a family of her own, she wasn't going to let her only son to be taken away from her that easily. It was a bit of a challenge for Madeline and David to bond, after spending so much time away from one another, but luckily enough, they managed to get there, just before David started school. The relationship between Mister and Missus Stevens was a bit awkward at first, but it was an easily dismissed issue, to the young and oblivious mind that was in David's possession.
David's first few years of school were average. He had the usual circle of friends, and he got decent grades, well, decent enough not to be complained about. He was capable of getting so much better, but for him, the factor of laziness lingered. He much preferred to go outside and roll about in the mud, rather than stay inside and do his homework, but who could blame him? School was simply a chore in his mind, and in the minds of many others around him. As well as finding school boring, David also disliked the fact that he was shorter than everyone in his grade. He was indeed a 'midget', and was picked on regularly for it. It frustrated him to quite an extent, but what could he do? All he could do was tell the teachers, and that was just silly. Nobody likes a snitch.
Upon graduating from his first few years at school, David never went to high school. Instead, he was home schooled (and in some respects, got a better education), and was therefore allowed more free time to go around and do as he pleased. For a while, David was unsure what to do with his life, but he found an interest in books. He found himself spending more and more time at the library, just reading, and this was where he met his girlfriend, Isabelle. At first, he had no interest in pursuing a relationship with her, but over time, he developed an interest, and then realised he was in love with her. They have been dating for five years, and David moved out of home to live with Isabelle, but instead found his own apartment near the local woods.

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Nothing I can think of at the moment.

[jormungandr]

Sorry for taking so long >.<
We got a puppy that needs loads of attention, and on top of that I have school >:l
I'll try to get it done tonight, but it really depends on stuff.

[brad!]

It's okay, I'm no better, I just had to repost because of a coding issue.
Aw, puppies are cute, take all the time you need.

[jormungandr]

Okay c:
Thanks for understanding c:

[jormungandr]

do you think both forms have enough info to start?
I can complete it fully over time, but I think it would be best to start now, since the basics are up c:

[brad!]

Seems like a good idea to me. Would you like to start us off?

[jormungandr]

sure c:

addelyyn cricket card . female . 20 . soulless . scared/in fear
It was... wierd. She had gone somewhere now out of her mind, the picture, not the memory. She could remember going there, but she couldn't remember what it looked like, what it reminded her of, what it smelt like, or what it was. She was lying on the ground, and she had only realised when she tried to walk. She couldn't. Of course she couldn't, she was lying down, in a pile of leaves that had fallen freshly from the trees above that was now loosing leaf due to autumn. Autumn? Addelynn had not heard of such thing. But the word was soon dismissed, something else played on her mind. David. She had never heard of a David, was it a species? Something new, new to her, at least. She pushed at the ground to get up, but fell as her muscles strained, she pushed again, harder, and soon enough she was sitting. Her long tank top was touching the ground, It was untucked from her leggings that was patterned with triangles and zig-zags, just like tribal paintings. She quickly tucked the two corners in, and it slid in neatly. Her eyes trailed the area around, where was she? How did she get here? Did she not ponder about this question before? And then, David. It filled her mind quickly, and it never left completely. She stood up slowly, regaining balance. Was David here? Why was she asking about David? She slowly walked away from her original spot, her birthplace others might say. It was hard, to find a way out. She had only taken two steps and was sick of it. Where was this David? The question halted her in her tracks. Why was he playing on my mind? she questioned, looking at the leaves fall elegantly. Her mind was racing, full of images, memories, screaming, and it was all the same, all one point. David. Why was it moving a so fast? Why was her mind thinking so quickly all of a sudden? What was the screaming? The images? And the memories? They stung deep, filled with fear and reeked of death. Only one part of the memories of 'before' was alive, David. She looked around, maybe this David knew of what had happened, of the images and the screaming and the memories. She turned in the spot she was, looking desperately, after moving two steps she did not want to move again, it wasn't normal, this wasn't normal, nothing, wasn't normal. Her mind took over her heart, and she yelled suddenly, 'David!'. She cursed herself. Where was this David? Why was she asking? It all lead to one point, who, was David? She looked further, taking step after step through the labyrinth of the forest, but she stopped when a small creature fluttered by. It was a butterfly, that was something. She flew gracefully, fluttering the wings that were outstretched and decorated with patterns of beauty. It had oranges, blacks, whites, and maybe even red. What was it? A butterfly, yes, but what, sub-species? Why was she caring about a butterfly? David was on her mind, not the thing that flew by her. She moved on from the butterfly, taking two more steps, it was hard for her, she had regained the ability to walk, but it was hard. She wished David was here to help. Why David? She continued her thinking loop of David. Think of him, ask what he is, think of him, ask what he is, think of him, ask what he is. It continued for the two steps. Where was he? All she remembered was he would help her. But why her? Why would he helped her? Did David know about her? Did he know more about her than she did of him? Everything in her mind soon evaporated, she was tired. Why was she tired? She tried thinking about it, but her mind became sluggish, it blacked out and came back. Was it from thinking, she had been thinking for some time. Maybe she had thought too much? She walked towards a tree, now dragging her feet in the ground, digging up the fresh soil. She pressed and back up against a tree, and slid down, letting it cut through her shirt and into her back. It stung, but she was tired. She winced as one bump dug deeper than intended, but she was now on the ground, leaning against the tree in a sitting position. The stinging continued, yes, but no more pain was added. She was sore, mostly from her back, but from walking. Her leg muscles ached and her back was screaming, her mind was tired but she couldn't fall to sleep now, could she? No. David was out there, and she needed to find him. But she would not move. Why? David could come to her. She did not wish to walk further, past experience had hurt her, and her legs, it had tired her out. David could come to her, she was not moving.

[sorry if its a tad confusing :l
I guess it's hard to roleplay someone who forgot a lot of things x3]

[brad!]

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