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the 'why' of it doesn't matter much anymore.
no warning.
no explanation.
suddenly, everyone eighteen and over was just... gone.

some kids cracked.
some kids? changed.

some of us have tried to keep it all from falling apart.
make sure the good kids survived; protect everyone from the
kids who just... you know, did evil things. evil things.

some kids tried to play hero. the hero thing? doesn't always
work out.

the old world; parents, teachers, cops; that's gone now,
and in this new world, all that matters is surviving.
so that's we do. what i do.
survive. "
monologue (edited slightly) from here: x

A teenager's life is always hard. It's about ten times harder when there's no adults. No rules. Just one town; Worther Beach, Florida. They were all in class one day- those who went to class, anyway- and suddenly the teachers, the classroom assistants, even those in the senior classes who were already seventeen. Gone. Poof. Nada, no more.

That's easily solved, right? You just leave town, go to the next city, tell everyone what happened. That... doesn't exactly work either. There's a barrier surrounding the entire town- not even a barrier, a dome. No way in, no way out. Some kids just lay low, waiting for everything to blow over. Of course, other kids want to rush in and take charge. There's a power struggle- good against bad, rich kids against poor kids.

Then some kids start developing strange... let's call them mutations. Others might call them powers; superpowers even. Do they use these powers for good or for bad? It all sounds like a terrible superhero movie, doesn't it? Too bad it's their life now.

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ＳＴＡＴＵＳ : ＯＰＥＮ;

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxthis rp is based off the GONE series by michael grant, although it has a different setting, different characters and a slightly different storyline. i don't own the original idea or any of the images used.

this is a remake, and Beatus and i co-own, so send your reservations to either of us! uvu

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name: scarlet hewett
nicknames: scar (people who call her this
tend to be brought down by the rumor mill)
meaning: the girl as a baby had
a beautiful crop of red hair
from the moment she was born-
thus the name scarlet was given to her.
age: seventeen
gender: cisgender female
birthday: eighth of august
birthplace: charter beach, florida
religion: atheist (much to her mother's despair)
orientation: straight
affiliation: students (deputy)

hair: bright red, straightened
eyes: startling blue, always focused
height: five foot four
weight: 110 pounds, hourglass figure
piercings: one on each ear
style: bright colours

good traits: intelligent, aware,
independent
bad traits: cold, manipulative,
snarky, brutal if the situation calls
for it
talent: does making people's
life a living hell count?
dreams: to be a good person-
that dream, however, is buried under five layers of fake
bravado and snarkiness.
favourite book: a clockwork orange
by anthony burgess
power: water manipulation
theme song: how to be a
heartbreaker by marina and the
diamonds

past relationships: scarlet doesn't
have relationships. she has games.
crush: ha.
family: scarlet is pretty sure she's
been disowned at this point, but her mother
and father, both 54,
are strict religious parents who couldn't
bear to have such a promiscuous,
unloving daughter.

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[Helmuth]

Oopsies. Sorry, I've edited this. My forms have now been transferred to a different page.

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xxfull name ;; marjorie nataleigh moreau
xxnickname ;; moreau
xxgender ;; female
xxage ;; seventeen
xxbirthday ;; december 31
xxhometown ;; rockland, maine
xxability ;; see the dark side

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xxgood traits ;; mercy, empathy
xxbad traits ;; bitterness, sarcastic
xxmain traits ;; cold, calculating
xxrarest traits ;; love
xxreligion ;; catholic
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xxeye color ;; grey
xxhair color ;; light blonde
xxheight ;; five five
xxweight ;; one hundred twenty-six
xxnationality ;; american

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xxorientation ;; straight
xxcrush ;; dare you ask?
xxfriends ;; no body
xxenemies ;; everybody
xxfamily ;; parents, deceased twin

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xxfull name ;; jared vincent winston
xxnickname ;; jarry
xxgender ;; male
xxage ;; seventeen
xxbirthday ;; november 9th
xxhometown ;; worther beach, fl
ccability ;; matter phasing

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xxgood traits ;; comedic, caring
xxbad traits ;; --
xxmain traits ;; --
xxrarest traits ;; --
xxreligion ;; --
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xxeye color ;; --
xxhair color ;; --
xxheight ;; --
xxweight ;; --
xxnationality ;; --

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xxorientation ;; straight
xxcrush ;; --
xxfriends ;; --
xxenemies ;; --
xxfamily ;; --

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xxfull name ;; emily trinity stone
xxnickname ;; em
xxgender ;; female
xxage ;; thirteen
xxbirthday ;; --
xxhometown ;; --
xxability ;; hallucinations

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xxbad traits ;; --
xxmain traits ;; --
xxrarest traits ;; --
xxreligion ;; --
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xxhair color ;; --
xxheight ;; --
xxweight ;; --
xxnationality ;; --

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xxorientation ;; straight
xxcrush ;; --
xxfriends ;; --
xxenemies ;; --
xxfamily ;; --

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name: Shaylah Mae Owen
nickname: Shay
age: seventeen
birthday: march 15
gender: female
fc: x

eyes: hazel
hair: straight, brown
build: slender
height: five foot four
weight: one seventeen
best feature: voice

good:kind, sweet, innocent
bad: naive, quiet, nervous
best: caring
worst: awkward
dreams: move to london
fears: crowds
power: change appearance

orientation: straight
past: tba
friends: tba
crush: tba
enemies: tba

[Welcome to Whysperia]

Her name is Alex Wayde, though she doesn't share information like that too often. Some of those around her know it, but that's only because she lives in the same town as and goes to school with these kids. As it is though, they know only her name, that she's seventeen, and that she's a female
Well, they probably know that she's British as well, but she can't help her accent. She isn't one to share, so you won't likely learn much more, at least not without getting in really close to her.

Alex is friends with virtually no one, as she can't bring herself to trust (though she does think of Nudge as a little sister or even a daughter now). She may not be the most friendly person, but she finds herself around people a lot of the time, something that can become annoying quickly when she's in a bad mood. She's sarcastic, perhaps a little of a pessimist, but she's actually not too bad to be around once you get to know her. She has a macabre sense of humor and seems almost cold towards other people and their personal limits. She has difficulty expressing emotions, understanding why people feel the way they do, and has a lot of trouble with social situations. Actually, this is all because she has Asperger Syndrome, a mild form of autism. This isn't something most people know about, and it doesn't affect her too badly. You can't tell by looking at her, but if you know the symptoms of it or see her fade out, you might be able to point it out.

Before everything fell apart, Alex was living a relatively normal life. Alex never really fit in with 'the crowed', but she didn't really mind it either. Her parents died before she could even remember, so she was put into the system, only to be adopted at age eleven by a very nice, loving couple. I know, shocking that such an older child was chosen, but such was her luck. They had stopped by to see the art room where Alex had sat painting a picture of the ocean, a scene which she had never witnessed herself but longed to. The couple had sat beside her and watched her work, complimenting her as she went and coaxing her into conversation, something not many could do in those days because of her undiagnosed Aspergers. By the end of their visit, the couple had decided, and it was only a few weeks of paperwork before she was moved out of the city and in with them, into a house right by, you guessed it, the ocean.

Although she was very loved by her adoptive parents, they always knew she was different just like she did, and it seemed that others could sense it too. Ostracized at school, Alex took to herself and her only escape; reading, writing, and solitude. She had quickly shut herself off from the rest of the world, content with watching from afar rather than partaking in the act of actually living. She didn't want to be bothered by people, and deep down she knew they didn't want to be bothered by her. That's probably what pushed her to flee her home just before she turned fifteen, forcing her to live on the fringes of society for a time before she was returned home. Her parents, fearing for their child, had moved once more. It was after this move that Alex was put into new schools, until she finally settled into a local high school, a last-ditch effort to get their child to settle down and settle in. When the dome came down and the adults all vanished, Alex was a little freaked out. She understood though that things needed to be done to keep things going smoothly. We'll see how that works out. She also developed this.. Power. She has some sort of hand thing going on, something she really, really doesn't like. Her left hand, the dominant one, causes people to grow weak and sick. It withers them right before her eyes. Her right hand however, is able to heal those around her. She can't heal or harm herself. If she touches someone with both hands, nothing happens to her but she will soon fall unconscious, as something about it hurts her. She hates using her power but she will, even though each time she uses it it harms her a little. To keep from harming people on accident, she tends to wear gloves, though sometimes she forgets them.

As stated, Alex enjoys alone time, as she has periods where she needs to be alone to think things through. She likes reading and writing as well as other art forms. She enjoys learning new, interesting things, especially things that are odd or unique. She likes the smell of old leather, and thinks that nothing's better than being outside in nature, especially at night. She has a fondness of fire, something that gets her into a bit of trouble at times, but it's nothing too severe. While she doesn't like meeting new people, she does enjoy watching them. She finds people and their complexity to be very interesting and could easily spend hours watching them. She also happens to have a love of children, something she can't quite explain, though it did cause her to take Nudge in. Loud noises and being trapped in the middle of large crowds are two of Alex's worst enemies. When pushed too far in certain situations, she can become visibly afraid and distraught. She sometimes covers her ears and begins to shake, rocking back and forth slowly. Other times she goes into a sort of daze, one that it may take a minute to get her out of. She calls these episodes "fading out", and tries to hide them from others. These things don't happen often mind you, but they can happen if she's not careful. She also has a strong distaste for needles, always has.

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What's your name, kid?

"I just call her Nudge. She's a bed hog."

How old are you, anyway?

"Five or six, I would guess."

And, what are you?

"She's just a kid."
She has an ability, though she and Alex are trying their best to keep it hidden. She can see your fears and create an illusion to match it. The problem is this; she's just a kid, so most of that stuff scares her as well. Another problem? If she holds it for too long, does something too strenuous, or heals too many people she has nosebleeds, migraines, and once? A seizure.

What happened to you, kid?

"When I found her, she was just sitting there in an alley with her back against a wall and her knees drawn up to her chest. She had a few cuts on her, but those were probably from the broken glass on the ground. I don't know what scared her so bad, but whatever it was, she wouldn't talk for weeks. She still won't say where she came from or who her parents were, but at least she's eating. She's going to be okay, eventually."

So, what'd that do to her? Like, inside?

"She's just.. Nudge."
Nudge doesn't talk much unless she likes and trusts you, which can take some time depending on the person and how she's feeling. She isn't afraid of much, she just sits back and thinks things over a lot. Nudge has a good head on her shoulders, and has strong instincts that lead her in the right direction, but sometimes she tries to be more grown up than she is, which can get her into trouble. She can seem slightly cold or calculating when she talks, or even a little sarcastic, but that's just because she's sort of shut herself down for a little while. She's going to snap out of it though. Just you wait. She's not always like this of course. She's a little kid like anyone else, and can often be found playing outside or with toys. She especially loves her stuffed rabbit.

She looks good, considering what's happened..

"Yeah, she's a cute kid. She'll make a beautiful woman someday."
Nudge is about normal for her age, if a little on the small side. She has pretty brown hair that falls just past her shoulders in slight waves, which she sometimes has Alex braid or put into a pony tail. More often than not though, she keeps it down. Her large eyes are hazel; brown and green with flecks of blue in them, a dark blue circle encasing the colors and holding them together. Her skin is creamy and pale, though not overly so. She has soft skin that is unmarked, save a small birthmark on the outside of her right thigh, which is nothing more than a slightly darker patch of skin. Altogether, she's a pretty little girl.

[Welcome to Whysperia]

Jackson "Jace" Herondale is a dark seventeen year old boy, one whose temper can get the best of him, when his emotions are not strictly in check. He can also be very sarcastic if he wants to be, is very confident about his looks, and has dated a lot of girls, that is, he "gets around." Despite his luck with girls, he never forms emotional attachments for more than a brief amount of time, if at all, because "to love is to destroy,” and love, therefore, makes a person weak. Jace gives the impression of hating most people, but can be quite chivalrous toward women. He is extremely arrogant at times, which can get on people's nerves. Jace's outer personality hides a deep inner hatred of himself, even though he has a strong moral core. Jace also shows some sadistic tendencies and at times can be extremely vindictive, though he is often only cruel to protect those he loves. One little known fact about Jace is that he plays the guitar, and writes his own songs.

Jace looks like an avenging angel at times, with his dark hair that falls just into his charcoal eyes, which are framed in long, dark lashes. He is built quite nicely, sporting a solid, hard body conditioned from years of living on the run. He is of average height, and is somewhat slim- that is, he isn't visibly ripped. He tends to wear dark clothing, with dark jeans, black shirts, boots, and a leather jacket. He has a small scar running through his right eyebrow, and many other small ones that mar his hands, arms, and legs, but one large one running across his chest and abdomen. It starts on his left pectoral, running in a jagged line to the top of his right ribs. If you ask him, he may tell you some fantasitcal story about how he got it, one that changes each time he tells it. If you're really lucky (or unlucky), he may just tell you how he really got it.

A few things you should know about Jace: He smokes, sometimes drinks, and he recently left a gang. Both his ex gang and the rival one are out to get him, but he's not too afraid. He's been there, done that, and thinks he can take them. Even if he can't, he figures they can put him out of his misery. Perhaps this dome thing wasn't such a bad thing for him. Then again, he's turning eighteen soon..

Jace likes music, though not usually in the way others like it. He has synesthesia, something with allows him to see music as colors and shapes. He usually likes it, until he sees some really ugly looking music or some terrible sounds, then it can get annoying. He likes to play his guitar when he's alone, and will often sing his own songs or covers of ones he really enjoys. He may be troubled, but that doesn't make him stupid. He is in the honors classes, and though he never does any of the classwork, he always makes top scores on the tests to make up for the missing assignments. He actually does enjoy learning and school, if only because they keep him from being home or on the streets.
Yeah, that's right- Jace doesn't like going home. I know, I know, it's rather clique, the BA guy in the dark leather jacket that has a rough home life, but it is what is. He doesn't talk about what he's running from, but if you know him, you know it has to be pretty bad for him to hide from it. He hates when people ask too many questions, and will often be downright rude with his sarcasm if only to get them off of his back. One other thing he hates? Heights. As it is, he has no powers. He doesn't need them though; he's talented with his fists and knives, and knows how to shoot a gun if he needs to.

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everyone's characters look great so far guys uvu bump!