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Cosmos (#35140)

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2016-08-31 03:16:15


Roleplay thread

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||Intro||


It's mid July, and you've been eagerly awaiting to go on this trip for ages. You're sitting on a small plane, filled with strangers, for what feels like forever. You look out your window to distract yourself from the silence of the airplane, and you breath catches in your throat as the beautiful glint of the water beneath you seems somewhat daunting. You can't help but smile; taking in the beauty. You look again, noticing you cannot see any land for as far as the window permits you to see. You sigh, resting your head back against the head rest. A routined voice comes over the speakers, announcing that you will be at your destination within approximately two hours. A smile plays across your lips as you can already imagine the sun on your skin, the parties, the food. As you feel yourself dozing off, a sudden jerk brings you back to consciousness. You notice that every other stranger on the plane looks up also; so your mind hasn't been playing tricks on you. You look out the window again, confused as to what had happened. Perhaps it was just a bit a turbulence, even if the sky was cloudless. What did you know about airplanes? You shrug it off, resting your head back down, hopeful to sleep until you arrive.

A blaring voice rips you from your light sleep, and you're too drowsy to understand what's being said. You only realize something must be wrong as you gaze around, seeing the expressions of the peoples turn to frightened and worried. You sit up, grunting in confusion.

"We ask you all to stay calm," the voice over the P.E system was strained, as if struggling to remain calm them self. You scoot to the edge of your seat, looking out the window. The plane was too eerily quiet.. The engines were cut out, and the plane appears to be gliding... This meant you would soon loose altitude, and crash upon the waters surface. Panic rising in your chest, about ready to burst.
"Please put your seat belts--" the voice was cut off as the plane jerked, and you flew into the person in the seat across from you. You hear moans of pain, and moan yourself. Without a moment of warning, the plane jerks again, and you slam your head against one of the seats. A sudden drop in air pressure makes your ears seem to burst as they pop. Screams fill your thoughts, and you realize you're screaming also; the plane was going down. Moments of your happiest memories flash before your eyes, and you let out a sob, knowing you may never see anyone you love again. Was this how you died? What are the chances of planes even crashing? The flight attendants hand out life jackets, even though they were supposed to be under your seats. As if this would possibly save your life.. An air splitting scream of horror cuts through the roaring of wind as a person nearly two rows in front of you is sucked out of a newly ripped hole in the shell of the plane. It must've been ripped off, but you don't have time to wonder how. You latch onto a seat for dear life, oxygen giving devices dropping from the emergency compartments as the air is being sucked from the plane. You grasp on, breathing onto it, anxiety making your breathing rapid and uneven. You have blocked out everyone around you from fear, unable to concentrate on anything else besides what you so wanted to have accomplished in life. Without a warning, the plane shifts upward, it wouldn't save them from a crash, but the plane would somewhat glide against the surface on impact. All you can make out is a blur of a blue expanse, your plane rushing towards it at alarming speeds. You somehow manage to shift on your life jacket, and also inflate it. It wasn't a moment too soon, for a sudden jolt sends shocks through the plane, bodies flying and banging into seats, the roof, each other, with sickening thuds. Without a moment to conjure what has happened, water rushed into the plane through holes in the sides.. windows, doors, at alarming speeds. You gasp for air, which is now in little supply. Your head is dragged under the water, and you open your eyes to frantically find a way to escape. The hole you saw someone get ripped out of was big enough for you to escape.. but what about everyone else? It's dark and the salt water burns your eyes like you've never felt before, but you can see motionless bodies.. yet some move. You don't have enough time to help anyone, even though you may want to. You swim towards the escape frantically and try to squeeze through the hole. The edges tear at your skin and you let out a scream, water filling your lungs. You mange to push yourself out as you begin floating to the surface, unconscious, the sinking plane wanting to pull you down with it.

You blink repeatedly, sand the only thing you see in your slanted point of view. You sit up groggily, your head throbbing, along with your bleeding wounds. You glance around, realization of the events that just happened reeling in your mind. How did you even survive? You notice fully for the first time your stranded on an island, a tropical looking island. Where am I? Are there other survivors? What can I salvage from the wreck?.. I will survive.

You wish to take on this challenge, this fight for survival?..
Then go onward...


||Rules||

.:Follow Lioden rules:.

.:Max of 3 characters per user:.

.:Please be literate, a minimum of 3-4 sentences per post!:.

.:No killing/hurting other characters without permission/response:.

.:No powerplaying or "perfect/powerful" characters (Ex: "heals with medicine I found". Or "somehow has a phone that survived the wreck", etc.)

.:This is a realistic roleplay! No powers or anything that wouldn't happen in a real life situation:.

.:Allowed to have ONE item of your choice that survived the crash!(Be realistic, and item has to be approved!):.

.:If wanted, I can create a chat room for 18+ scenes. Otherwise, fade:.

.:All sexualities allowed!:.

*Please note there will be a limited number of slots!*

||Form||

||Name||

||Gender||

||Age(16+)||

||Sexuality||

||Appearance (Picture preferable)||

*Even if you use a picture, you must have a short description of height, weight, scars/tattoos or any other things that fall under this category.

||Personality||

*Must be at least 5 sentences, and lists of traits do not count!

||History||

||Item brought from crash||

*This is optional and you may only bring one realistic item!

||Other||



||Survivors||

Jaxton Reed

Vic Blaze

Tobias Engel

Caine Montovoli

Amber Hribarova

Ashoka "Ocher" Verma

Kennedy Elliot

Alexandra Belmonte

Katherine St. Claire

Naomi Campbell

Athena Violet

Autumn Dire

Linnea Nordstorm

Alexander "Alex" Graye

Alexander Violet

Tristan Marx

Taavetti Machiavelli

Emi Fujioka

To anyone who may think this is familiar, that's because it is! I made this roleplay a couple years ago and really enjoyed it, but for some reason it died out! I'm hoping to start this roleplay quickly and get it going and keep it going!

Have fun! :)




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Edited on 03/09/16 @ 14:57:37 by Cosmos (#35140)

Cosmos (#35140)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 03:30:58
Adios





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Edited on 19/01/17 @ 13:42:25 by Cosmos (#35140)

cinnamonbuns (#72092)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 05:56:30
I might make a character, can you save me a slot?



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Cosmos (#35140)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 06:01:32
Of course :)



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The Joker Wolf (#93618)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 06:22:09
This seems so interesting! I'd love to join. It might take me a while to make a form though :p



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EmpVirgo (#86738)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 06:49:19
I'm making a form right now.



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Cosmos (#35140)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 07:05:26
@ Joker - Take your time :) I remember one time I was signing up and I decided to do a bio type history for my character but I forgot to refresh throughout so when I hit reply it all got deleted lmao. And then I did it again and the coding messed everything up so I tried to fix it and ended up deleting everything haha.. Let's just say it took me like 3+ hours to finally sign up lmao

@ Caine - Looking forward to it :)



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The Joker Wolf (#93618)

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2016-08-31 07:21:22

80s-black-and-white-blonde-blonde-guys-b:: Name ::

Vic Blaze

:: Gender ::

Male

:: Age ::

19

:: Sexuality ::

Biromantic | Bisexual

:: Appearance |Source ::

Vic looks like a rather young boy than what his age actually is. He is around 5 feet 5 inches. His weight is approximately 127 pounds, so he is a bit on the skinny side. He currently has no tattoos on him, though he always wanted one of a wolf to cover up the scar he has on his back, from an encounter with a wild wolf. His original hair dark brown but he had dyed it to a silver grey color. His color eye's are actually natural, they are a very light grey with a tint of green in certain lightings.

:: Personality ::

Vic is a laidback type of guy, to be honest he doesn't speak much as well. Only when he is preforming but its rare when he does. He can be a romatic person when he sees an opportunity, which doesn't always work out for him since he's always turned down by others. He's a bit of a jokester himself at times but due to his quietness he can't express himself. He normally was never the quiet type but after being pushed away by many, he decided that being quiet was the best option. He loves art any type, including music and drawing.

:: History ::

Vic lived mostly up north where there it snowed almost every season. Vic was an optimistic and curious kid when he was young. A bit too curious, since one day he decided that he should go explore the dence forest that was near by his house. When he had finally realised that he should have stayed put at home, he was completely lost. Lost and afraid, he had yelled for his parents and cried, thinking to himself he was gonna die there. All that commotion caught the attention of a wild animal, a wolf. The wolf had been watching Vic, and decided to approach him. Vic didn't know what the creature was but it seemed friendly. It sniffed him and stared at him as if he was watching his every move. The wolf decided that Vic was no threat and had chosen to imprint on him. Vic didn't know that, all he wanted to do was go home. Vic had stayed with the wolf for hours and hours until the wolf had led him to a place were Vic saw his home far out in the distance. When he made it home he was crying with tears of joy, and so were his parents. They had been looking for him all day, then they realised the wolf that was behind him. They were terrified and had grabbed a gun to shoot it, but Vic didn't want the wolf to die. He tried to tell his parents that the wolf was no threat but they didn't listen. Thus Vic had no choice but to try and save the wolf but in attempts to save the wolf. It had bitten him in the back of his neck, as if to take Vic with Her as if Vic was her pup. His parents had heard Vic's screams and had killed the wolf with the gun. Vic was crying in pain and in sorrow, he knew the wolf had ment no harm. The remains of the wolf ( Skin and teeth ) Vic had kept in his room, in memory of the wolf. One of them, the wolf's canine teeth, had been around his neck attached to a string, like a necklace. As he got older the scar still remained. Vic had grown accustomed to drawing and music. He was in a rock band with the few friends he had in high school. Then he had been offered a position in a band as a permanent member. He took the offer and had to travel to another state in order to get to the band. He went by plane, but he didn't get far because it crashed.

:: Item ::

Due to Vic going to somewhere else because he was offered a place in a band, he had a few instruments with him. Though most of them had sunk with the plane, he had his drum sticks with him during the plane ride and held on to them until the end.

:: Other ::
Vic has mood swings, and can get a bit psychotic sometimes.




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Edited on 31/08/16 @ 14:29:26 by Joker (#93618)

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2016-08-31 07:22:34
Ohh. I didnt noticed how long his history was XP. I tried to make it as short as possible, sorry if it doesn't make sence like I said I tried to shorten it up.



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Knightly (#95073)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 08:52:37
||Name||
Tobias Engel

||Gender||
Male

||Age(16+)||
22

||Sexuality||
Heteroflexible

||Appearance (Picture preferable)||
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Standing at 6'2, the male towers over most he has met. The male is stocky, sturdy, yet fairly light. His face reveals a stoic expression and a short scar running along his cheekbone on the left side. His torso is matted in a few dozen discolorations, not so subtly pointing out all his brawls and disagreements. He has long legs covered in a pair of ripped jeans. One of his feet bare due to the loss of one of his boots while escaping.

||Personality||
Due to his lack-luster show of outward fear, the man is seen as audacious and uncaring, especially towards others. He naively judges others based on what he sees, unaware of the damage he does by doing so. Although he wouldn't ever admit it, he relies heavily on companions to keep him stable, as he frequently finds himself urging to have another or multiple presences around him. Very rarely will anyone see him attempting humor, as he finds jokes generally puzzling and hard to grasp. Despite all this about bluntness, Tobias can be rather generous.

||History||
Hailing from a small town in Germany, Tobias was raised by his adoptive gaurdians in the early stages of his life, his mother bearing the child, afterwards realizing she could not take care of him. Condemning him to a new homeland, the masculine quickly adjusted to England not being his domicile, as his appointed parental figures who intended to stay where he was founded, were deported for reasons never told to him.

During his time in school, the male found his interests straying towards topics usually not discussed amongst the students, topography and astrology. Distancing himself from the people around him, he distracted himself with the subjects, only stopping when he unrelievedly discovered the loneliness steeply bringing down his mood.

Seeking out an opportunity to take a break and possibly achieve a few compeers, Tobias Engel sought out moving to a more populated area, his distilled mind persuading him not to trek on untrodden territory, though he defiantly disobeyed and could be found on the shore of a scenic vicinity a few days later.

||Item brought from crash||
Archaic compass



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Edited on 01/09/16 @ 04:26:30 by Knightly (#95073)

EmpVirgo (#86738)

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2016-08-31 09:32:23

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Name: Caine Montovoli

Gender: Male

Age: Twenty Five

Sexuality: Bicurious, but he would prefer it to be on the DL.

Appearance: He has multiple tattoos that cover his arms, he has a few scars on his back and a large and bold M was burned into the skin on his shoulder.

Personality: Caine is pretty laid back, he doesn't really have conflicts with anyone and he doesn't like to start fights, but if one is started he would gladly finish it. He can be clumsy and sometimes he doesn't appear as bright as others because of his lack of words but he is very intelligent.

He knows a little about everyone and he is more focused on the task he has been given than the past. He is a die hard soldier and he knows where his loyalties lie. He had no problem defending who ever he is loyal to and would gladly lay down his life to protect them. He is ferocious and dominant, he is fearless and protective but he knows how to have fun as well.

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History: Caine was born to Victoria a.k.a. Vicky Camboni and Mark Montovoli twenty five years ago when they claim they were young and dumb and just looking for shit to do. Vicky was with mark for two years before they had Caine and had been together since. Thankfully they only had one kid although they both wanted more than one when the got together.

Caine was a pain in the ass when he was younger, he was always causing trouble or making it. He especially had a sweet tooth for fighting and cursing like he was a sailor. His father wanted to try and give him a better life or at least a taste of a normal life so he sent him to a normal kids summer camp. Summer camp was where he met Kyle, a guy he had a crush on. He decided not to reveal that piece of information to anyone or to ever think about those feelings ever again.

Mark Montovoli, Caine's father, and his brother Micheal a.k.a. Mike, Caine's uncle, are apart of the Montovoli family, well hell, not just part of it since Mike was the one who rose it from the ground. Mike was the boss and I guess you could say Mark was his right hand man. They smuggled drugs together, fucked broads together, everything. They moved to murder right around the same time they began smuggling and selling drugs.

These were the two people Caine looked up to for his whole life, so you bet when he got older he played with guns, learned how to protect himself and his family, he learned about cocaine, he learned how to find the perfect mules.....the ones people wouldn't expect. At the ripe age of sixteen he took his first life and since then the blood spatter has only gotten easier. Mark died of lung cancer from all of the cigars and cigarettes he had begun smoking towards the end.

Caine figured out that Vicky had been fucking someone else while his father was alive so he decided, out of respect to his father, to have her taken out. His imbecile of a hitman didn't have the heart so Caine got on the plane and was about to find her to do it himself when it crashed.

Item brought from crash: A lighter with his father's initials carved into it, but it's got water in it so it might only light once or twice.
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Edited on 31/08/16 @ 17:08:24 by Caine (#86738)

The Joker Wolf (#93618)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 09:34:52
So many malessssss lol



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EmpVirgo (#86738)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 09:46:53
I think I might add a girls well.



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2016-08-31 09:52:24
Thts what i thought id do. Tbh i only chose a male character bc i mostly rp as a female, and i wanted to get used to rping as male 2 so i can do both :p



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EmpVirgo (#86738)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 09:55:16
I usually roleplay as male more, so the female would be something new.



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2016-08-31 09:59:01
Thts cool, we all learning something new! Lol



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