forum September Roleplay (Closed, will open in a month)

Started September 05, 2019 by @EmptyNebula group

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So I'm starting something different where this RP ends on September 30. Instead of a starter prompt, there's an end prompt that we have to get to within a month, no more, no less. So who wants to try?

I'll join, if you'll allow me, of course.

I'm interested, may I join?

You all can

yay! thank you! what kind of end prompt were you thinking?

Thank you.

May I give it a shot?

How about- And that's when the murders began.

Yup

Ooh I like it

Well that's interesting

Thanks!!

Ooooooooh ominous

So we'd kind of like do a backstory for it and then end with that but in roleplay form

Ooh interesting!

So we'll all start with our own characters, no template needed and do some improv that actually makes sense if you know what I mean. Like if one persons talking about metal straws, the next can't be talking about tax benefits.

alright, i like it! a step out of my comfort zone!

Sounds good

I'll probably start it up tomorrow and please can the sentences at least be readable.

Alright, no problem with that! (Don't worry, that's how I like my sentences - readable)

Yup, and you're the last person

Just throw in a character not template. Please be something humanoid.

Scarlett jumped over the fence looking back at the crew running along with her. It was a couple of hundred people following behind her. They dodged the few pellet guns shooting at them and ran around any cacti. It was time for the raid, and the naruto runners were all in formation running possibly faster than a cheetah. She was among that group, trying her hardest not to fall down.

(Haha, reference to "Raid Area 51"?)

Alyssa ran, making sure to take in big breaths. She'd been training for this very moment, a chance to rebel against the unfair rules, laws, and regulations for years. She didn't care that the school probably had called her parents already, she didn't care that her parents probably had called the police already, running was her life. It was her home away from home. Her escape plan. She smiled, a smile just to herself. Cleverly ducking and moving swiftly to avoid incoming obstacles, she thrived on the adrenaline coursing through her veins.

Carmen laughed as she ran, a bandanna tired over the lower half of her face. Pitch black, with a butterfly she embroidered over here her mouth was. Months of planning. Months of training. Wild brown curls flew around her face, brown eyes dancing in mirth and defiance. Her combat boots beat a steady rhythm against the hard ground. "Lovely day to fuck over the government, isn't it?" She said, looking at the person next to her. If they ask my name, I'm gonna give them a cool, badass, fake one!

She heard the sound of laughter next to her. She turned to see who was talking to her. Through her steady breathing, Alyssa managed, "Yeah, totally!" Running on her tiptoes now, trying to see above the massive group they'd gathered, she strained to see if they were close to the base.

"So, who are ya?" She asked, panting slightly. Should have ditched the leather jacket. I forgot it's the desert. But aesthetic.