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Cosmos (#35140)

Deathlord of the Jungle
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2016-08-31 03:16:15


Roleplay thread

Chat thread

||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)

[Side]winder (#71221)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 10:09:50

||Name||
"Amber" Hribarova
||Gender||
Female
||Age||
40
||Sexuality||
¯_(ツ)_/¯
||Appearance ||
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Amber has a glass eye carved out of her namesake stone in her left eye, with no attempts at making the prosthesis look real. Her other eye is hazel, and she has massive scarring on her left side, and has limited function of the muscles there. It appears to be burn scars. The right side of her face is starting to show her age, getting a bit taught and wrinkled. She has white skin, and it is quite obvious she isn't outside much. Her hair is showing no signs of going grey and is dark brown in color at the roots, with the rest dyed a more reddish blonde and pulled back into a bun. As for height, she's around six foot tall and has some visible muscle, making her weight a rough estimate of 170 lbs.

||Personality||

Amber's hit-first-ask-questions-later attitude is what let her succeed in being a bodyguard for an international mafia organization, her strength and skill being the primary factor, but still. She's a bit sociable, but only if need be. In recent times, she's mostly been opening up to her teammates, becoming more... team oriented and caring of their feelings. She values strength and staying fit even in her older age, though she will admit that a mind is a good thing to have. Her tactics usually involve rushing and overpowering quickly, though. She's very distant and curt to others, commandeering to them and not one to let them take an inch from her. [Bleh]

||History||

Originally an immigrant to the states, she came a bit late in her life, in her mid-20s. Not really able to get a job, she became a bouncer due to her intimidating height and ability to generally throw people around. Not a nice gig, but that and another job she ran made enough to keep her alive.

Opportunity rang when she was bribed by a stuck-up young crime mistress to let her in. Money called, Amber answered. She had a trial run for the mistress, who later became the head of the crime syndicate. In working her way up into the woman's personal bodyguard team brought her share of scars and injuries, the most prominent was losing an eye in a knife fight during a business deal that went southwards. Said deal also involved someone using a makeshift flamethrower on her. They're quite dead now.

The massive eye trauma only happened ten years ago, and thankfully nothing that severe happened to her. Bullets, knife scars... She's a personal body, it is expected of her. More recently, though, did she start to socialize with her teammates: other elite operatives the Mistress trusted and thought would be very good together. It has been a journey for her, ongoing for five years.

Why is she now on an island? She and Ocher were on an intel mission to get dirt on another cartel, to gauge the success of getting into one of their territories. They're quite wanted back.

||Item||

Pair of spiked brass knuckles. They're almost always on her hands, which is probably how they survived. Now, shes even more loathe to take them off, even if it reduces the mobility of her fingers.

||Other||
Currently a WIP, she may turn out different. Originally a cyborg char tbh.


||Name||
Ashoka "Ocher" Verma
||Gender||
None
||Age||
25
||Sexuality||
???
||Appearance||
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Relatively short, Ocher is usually hunched, making them a bit shorter than the usual five foot five they are. Their hair apprears artifically straightened, and will most likely curl in the humidity. They have no visible scarring and skin that would be prone to burning, considering how little they see the sun.

||Personality||
A spy and intel officer, Ocher's mainly skilled in keeping computers in line. Hacking, programming... that comes easily. What doesn't is acting, something that was thrust onto them when they joined the Mistress' elite. It has been a learning experience, and they prefer to keep that part of their job to a minimum, but they can try, right? They are rightfully in ownership of a worrying streak a mile wide, mainly due to now being completely out of their comfort zone. No electronics, no civilization, just them and Amber and a bunch of people he would deem a risk. They cling to what is familiar, and quickly made a connection with his new teammates, looking up to their leader the most.

||History||
A recent joinup, he mostly was working for government defense, keeping hackers out and servers running. Greed fuels people though, and using their skills to get much better cash for a crime lord was tempting. Their history shot them up to working with the Mistress' elite operatives, which... was a shock to them. They've been with them for almost five years now, and it has been a wild ride for them.

||Item||
A large, waterproof carrying case for his computer. No wifi, no use, but worth a lot for the info on it. Has not checked for internal damage yet.

||Other||
Same problemo as Amber: not very devved out, relatively new, and formerly human, lmao.





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Edited on 31/08/16 @ 19:56:15 by [Side]winder (#71221)

Praxischu (#71297)

Usual
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Posted on
2016-08-31 10:55:32
Name: Kennedy Elliot
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Appearance: tumblr_nu0rqkLtdV1tfe9z7o1_500.pngSource

Kennedy is 5'4 and weighs about 124 lbs. She's always been very skinny due to high metabolism and a fairly healthy diet. Also, she has a scar on her upper thigh from a dog bite when she was younger, it's been there every since. Her hair is dirty blonde and she has green eyes which she's always received compliments on.

Personality: Kennedy hates being alone and works best with others, especially due to her peaceful and friendly nature. She's an extroverted girl but does need her alone time once in a while, usually with a good book or some headphones for music. Once in a while with the right person she's quite the romantic, but you would have to really get her attention for her to put a lot of effort into a relationship. Kennedy also really enjoys the outdoors, camping is always her favorite thing to do in the summer. She is fairly skilled at soccer too, back at home she was on the varsity team but unfortunately was never the star player.

History: From a decent-sized town in north California, Kennedy never got the childhood she really deserved. Her father kept a lot of secrets and was not a responsible, caring dad whatsoever. Kennedy and her 4 siblings had to endure his emotional and verbal abuse almost everyday, but sadly their mother never finished her degree so finding a job to support all of the kids was difficult and their fathers job as a plastic surgeon was what they had to rely on. She grew up in the same place, same house, with the same people her whole life and every time she got to leave it was a blessing.. until she was stranded on an island. In high school so far, Kennedy decided she wanted to become a history teacher because the best connection she's had with adults have been her teachers.

Item brought from crash: A book that she was reading on the plane, which unfortunately she's nearly done with.



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Edited on 30/12/16 @ 15:50:30 by Praxischu (#71297)

cinnamonbuns (#72092)

Sinister
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Posted on
2016-08-31 11:59:57
Alexandra Belmonte
Age: 22
Sexuality: Heterosexual
gender: female
Appearance: beauty-girls-makeup-tumblr-Favim.com-409]








Alexandra grew into her looks, she is 5'6 and weighs only 130 lbs. She keeps up with her fitness everyday from running in the mornings to see the Spanish sunsets. Her hair is straight/wavy and she has tan skin from spending her time outside, whether its just relaxing in a chair or riding her bike all throughout town. She is not entirely skinny but has somewhat of a metabolism. She has a huge dreamcatcher tattooed on her back as well.



personality: Alexandra is a girl who can be sweet and kind on the outside, always helping out with the her town in Spain, never doing one deed wrong, but thats who everyone thinks they see. You see, Alexandra was trained to have a steel mind, defense skills and more but it build up so much that it broke her. It changed her view on the world, she became a little bit too charming. Some of her past is behind her but some of it stayed with her, all she wanted was to be viewed as the perfection of the family but instead she became the black sheep. She can have a sarcastic tone sometimes because she never takes it seriously and is always up for games. Alexandra is flirty, always switching from one boy to the next but secretly wishes to find one man who will appreciate her for who she is.

History: Her family was viewed as bakers seeing as they owned a bakery and they make pretty spectacular desserts but thats not where they got their main money from. They earned their cash from stealing world famous paintings, artifacts, and even government secrets and hosting black market auctions to sell to the highest bid. All children from the Belmonte family are trained to protect their family's secrets and their family itself. Alexandra became unstable after the tragedy of her younger sister, Bianca who she couldn't protect and blames herself everyday. Alexandra was flying to complete her final assignment in order to be free of what she calls her family curse. The Belmonte family name is very powerful but Alexandra just wants to be free of that name but the name is life binding no matter what. She is more fluent and knowledgeable of Spanish and the Spanish culture itself she knows some english vocabulary but not all of it. Most families are just normal tax paying, working, loving families but her family isn't like an everyday family. They ca be cold and cruel towards each other because most like her father are just neglectful. But now she is stranded and doesn't know who else is on the island.


Item: She has a small "nail file" or thats what she told the flight attendants, it looks like a nail but its just a smaller version of a knife, more like a dagger.


other: outfit of what she was wearing on the plane: link:https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/ce/a2/4a/cea24ad873f0e99f8008e1ba93199924.jpg ( except she looses her sweater and bag when they crash)



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cinnamonbuns (#72092)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 12:00:43
Hope its good :D



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Cosmos (#35140)

Deathlord of the Jungle
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Posted on
2016-08-31 12:30:01
Everyone's accepted! Looking forward to it. Shall I set up a roleplay and a chat thread? :)



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[Side]winder (#71221)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 12:30:43
I think we just set up New Australia. Practically everyone's got a criminal history.



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Cosmos (#35140)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 12:32:38
Ahaha it's true! I'll start updating everything and then I'll be setting up the other threads. Want to get this underway quickly so people don't grow impatient.



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cinnamonbuns (#72092)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 12:35:03
LMAO side winder its so true :D



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Edited on 31/08/16 @ 19:35:41 by cinnamonbuns (#72092)

Praxischu (#71297)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 12:37:40
im excited :D



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The Joker Wolf (#93618)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 12:51:35
>.< im going to sleep rn. Ima miss rp ;-;



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EmpVirgo (#86738)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 12:54:36
Everyone's karma for their lion is negative too, except one xD



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Cosmos (#35140)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 13:16:50
Roleplay

Chat thread

Threads are up :)
Sorry for the delay.



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Edited on 31/08/16 @ 20:18:23 by Cosmos (#35140)

Rainy (#50952)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 13:53:14
||Name||

Katherine St. Claire

||Gender||

Female

||Age(16+)||

23 years old

||Sexuality||

Bisexual, but leans towards girls

||Appearance (Picture preferable)||

[X]
Standing at about 5'7, Katherine isn't the tallest person that she knows, but she definetly isn't the shortest. She has held a weight of around 130 lbs since she was about 18 due to her constant exercising methods. She does have one tattoo, though she had no piercings. Her tattoo is the constalation Leo of the side of her index finger. Katherine sports vibrant red hair along with a forest of freckles covering her body.she has chocolaty brown eyes that spark away from her pale skin.

||Personality||

Katherine is a calm, calculating figure. She had never really been one for social interaction, she just prefers to watch it. Katherine doesn't talk much in a conversation, however, she listens. She doesn't only listen to your words, but to your body language and tone as well. While she can be known to be devoid of emotion, this is not really the case. In fact, Katherine just hides herself under a thick level of sarcasm and silence. She is kind of like a paradox. She fan be snarky, but also as quiet as a mouse. She can laugh so loudly that it becomes contagious or she can glare at you with the pain of 1,000 daggers.

||History||

Katherine never had a damily. Or, at least a real one. When Katherine was about 2 years old, her drug addict of a mother left her in a dumpster. She didn't care for the kid. Apparently, Katherine cost more than she was worth. A day later, a cop found her screaming her lungs out in the trash can, hungry, cold, and stinky. He took the child to the police station where they introduced the child to Parent Services. During the next 17 years, Katherine went through 23 foster homes, each one seeming worse than the last. The year that she turned 18, Katherine ran from her foster home, not wanting to spend another minute in that hell. Since then, she has been living get on her own, often working 2-3 jobs.
||Item brought from crash||

Katherine brought a small carving knife that she found in a dumpste. She always liked to think of it as something her father or her mother left for her.

||Other||



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Edited on 31/08/16 @ 20:59:32 by Rainy (#50952)

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Posted on
2016-08-31 13:54:20


||Form||

* * * *

||Name||
Naomi Campbell

||Gender||
Female

||Age(16+)||
19

||Sexuality||
Attracted to both male and female, but has never experimented with the same sex

||Appearance (Picture preferable)||

Unsourced image removed by moderator.



Naomi is a tall, 5''7 woman who weighs 138lbs. She's fit, with an athletic build, along with wide hips and thicker thighs. Her black hair is nearly down to her waist, and her skin is a dark peach accompanied by blue-grey eyes and plump lips. She has no piercings or tattoos, and has a near flawless complexion.

||Personality||
From a young age, Naomi has always been confident and content. She has had a fairly normal life, with both parents working good jobs and living in a nice house. No siblings, but her cousins would visit every weekend. Naomi was known for her parties, and her friends would tease her about never hooking up with guys despite her party-girl reputation; she hasn't found someone special yet, and despite a reputation as such, Naomi is humble and down to earth, always kind to those around her and never stuck up, petty, or a bully. She is intuitive and intelligent, and usually solves her way out of any situation she gets stuck in to. Her friends regularly go to her for advice since she is phenomenal at problem solving.

||History||
Naomi has no criminal record, and no history of ever getting into trouble; unless you consider some underage drinking at house parties a crime. Naomi received honours throughout grade school and high school, and planned to become a veterinary technician. She was on a connecting flight to South America, Peru, planning on taking a two-month long vacation to study animal behaviour when the plane went down. Her parents back in her small town in Michigan would be worried sick, as she had solid relationships with her family. Overall, Naomi is an ordinary girl who had dreams and goals for her future self, only to be torn apart by crashing down. She'll be optimistic, and hopeful that help will come soon.

||Item brought from crash||
A book on poisonous plants and insects that she was brushing up on during the flight.

||Other||
I'm all for heterosexual or homosexual relationships if they develop, just message me first if you want your character to have an interest in Naomi.





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Edited on 21/09/16 @ 08:53:02 by Feather :: Shh, Squishy (#42722)

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𝓮𝓻 (#68840)

Deathlord of the Jungle
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Posted on
2016-08-31 15:33:02
ILL JOIN :D



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