Cyndyr

Neko no Koi/A Cat's Love

Speaking of this RP, is everyone still here? It's been dead lately.

Comatose

The black-haired girl had found herself backing away from the crowd into a corner. For some reason, she found her sticking close to Junior. She wasn't sure as to why, probably because it was the first person she had saw upon regaining consciousness, but she had the slightest amount of trust placed in him.

This was madness . . .

She had her arms on her shoulders still and looked around the room. Long, white hallways. It was like a bizarre episode of a sci-fi show out of the 90s. It was freezing . . the girl could see her breath, even from inside. It briefly made her curious what the weather was like outside. Where they were. But she wasn't going to start asking questions, there were already so many to begin with. For starters, who were they? Who was she?

She blinked, her teeth chattering rapidly. She looked around at the others, having learned some of their names. Like Zed, for example. Clearly, a nickname. She lowered her knife; she should give herself a nickname as well. "Judas . .", her quiet, serious voice was suddenly thrown into the loop of voices, ". . I'm Judas. The girl found herself looking down at her extremely frail, pale arms. Where had she gotten that name from? She wasn't going to ask that, either.

That's when she noticed the boy at the end of the hall. Short, pale. Looked around Junior's age. He had black-hair and a shy look in his eyes, one that was coated with surprise. He was also holding a canteen in his hand, "And I don't have water," she pointed in the boy's direction, "But he might."

- - -

The black-haired boy awoke with a jolt, he had previously been whimpering and biting his lip, as indicated by the blood on it now. He drowsily looked around the room, his back was sore and his eyes hurt. He was also hungry and thirsty are per usual. And to make matters worse, he was still alone. Alexander and all of the other kids were all still under, in their comas.

All of the silence made Raven wish he wasn't the first one awake. It was scary and lonely by himself and he missed his older brother on top of that. He shook his head, removing the thoughts of negativity from his mind before standing up. Across the room was his brother on a cot, there were metal bars around his arms . . as if they were restricting him from moving. Raven remembered the first time he had saw those, he got so pissed that he laced them with a layer of solid ice. That was the day he discovered that he had ice powers, too.

The dream he had last night was strange. Strange, but it made him hopeful. As he left the room, he found himself mulling over it again: the others had woken up, they managed to meet up in one of these hallways and exchanged names. He couldn't hear any of them, but he did hear one ask for water. He wasn't sure why, but he found himself wandering around the halls. It was like a maze in this . . facility. Most of the doors were stuck, some were frozen solid. The walls were also covered in ice, but that was mainly thanks to Raven, though the doors on the other hand, had nothing to do with him.

He had found a small kitchen area on his second day after wandering lost for hours. Since then, he had it memorized in the back of his mind. When he arrived there, he managed to find something metal to store the water in. While he let the sink run, he wondered why the pipes hadn't frozen yet. He also found himself wondering how the others would react to the cold. He imagined it was almost subzero in here.

The cold doesn't really bother me anyway.

Then he shut off the sink and continued on his way.

That is how he ended up here. Right across from the crowd he saw earlier from his dream . . holding the canteen of water. When the girl pointed to him, he couldn't help but let out a sharp gasp. "You're . . you're all awake." Was all he could manage to sputter out.

Comatose

Hey guys. I haven't forgotten about this Roleplay! I've just been preoccupied with other events such as school and family issues. I also only got twenty minutes of sleep on Tuesday and man, I'm still feeling the aftermath of that.

Just for a headsup of what is going on, I'm finishing my two characters, Alexander and Raven, which can now be found on the character's list. Once I'm done with them, the character list will be updated.

The Roleplay will be closed for submissions on Monday, June 9th, unless you are ALREADY in the RP and want to double with characters. The storyline will be continued shortly and I should have a post up no later than tomorrow.

I apologize and thank you all for your patience!

Moonlight Sonata

Hey, nice character. Accepted!

And agreed, Zambos. I thought I disliked like Cassius more, but I ended up liking him more in the two final acts of the play. Especially the last one. He's still a greedy, envious dick though. But one with less of an ego and more values, I guess.

Moonlight Sonata

MZambos said
Ok. Just remember, Julius Caesar is all about the impact of pride, and the danger of Honour before ReasonXD

I have to write about loyalty and betrayal and the other topic, I finished earlier and I'm too tired to remember. I think it had something to do with fate versus free will.

And very true, it's also about karma. WELL, MAYBE IF CAESAR DIDN'T KILL POMPEY, THIS WOULD'VE NEVER HAPPENED.

Moonlight Sonata

MZambos said
Pssst. It's Friday. Is this thread dead?

Nope. This may have to wait until tomorrow. I unfortunately got overwhelmed with two essays regarding Julius Caesar at last second. It's possible to see some movement tonight, however. Sorry to make you all wait. If I don't get a move on by Sunday or so, I'll let you guys begin without me.

>.>

Sorry again. Thank you for your patience.

Keep Concealed

Derpestein said
I think I'm going to make a wizard who magics his wizard robe and hat on when it's time to cast dem magicks.

Funny, I was going to make two witches.

Keep Concealed

Question, is it possible to have a character who appears between the ages of thirteen to twenty-five, but be around . . Oh, I dunno, a thousand years old?

King Alaman's Reign

If we shipped Benvolio and Serafina, would the shipping be extra sassy with a side of laced cynicism?

King Alaman's Reign

Skye didn't say a word as she followed the mute man that defended her against the soldier woman, the brute of a man who had freed Benvolio earlier and the girl who had helped her off the ground. It was a funny thing, how she had trusted them and did not know their names. The worst part is that it felt natural to trust them.

Benvolio on the other hand had more than a few complaints. "They have not heard of manners! Not one of these knaves, so mighty feel they! Not even sharing their names! They were raised by animals! . . . Quite literally."

It didn't bother Skye. So, she followed. That was until the man on the massive bird had arrived, asking them of their alignment. The girl whimpered, finding herself hiding behind the others.

They should do all the talking. . . I still don't know what's going on.