Kuro

Why is writing a title is the hardest part??

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But if you ARE...you can tell us. Safe space.

<3

@Ruby

yes we all sell furnished wood dining tables and post phishy links to totally legit vietnamese casinos, it's a safe place here

jokes aside welcome to the guild

Eastwood Regional High: Senior Year

@Kuro Kuro, take your time please. You've been through something really rough. RP is fun and we're all hyped for this RP but you can't pour from an empty cup. Have take time to recover and be among your loved ones. We'll be here when you're ready

@SouffleGirl123

I appreciate it. I've been trying to keep up with everything, but I've been overwhelmed this month. Easter and double trucks had us slammed at work so I was putting in excessive hours trying to help the six departments I manage (with only two employees) afloat. It's actually how I found out about my family member being found--I was in the break room when one of my co-workers came up to me saying "sorry for our loss". I had no idea what they were talking about until I read the article. It's honestly a shitty way to find out, but I don't hold anything against them.

Anyway, I'm going to shoot for Wednesday this week to get this interest check up and running into a proper roleplay. I would've worked on it last night, but we had a big storm outbreak and tornadoes were on the ground so it was out of the question. Honestly glad I asked for a schedule change because I would've had to deal with it at work instead in the middle of a close-open.

Again, I appreciate y'all that have stuck around. I know this interest check has been up for nearly a month with no progress, but I'm trying to get it out and ready for everyone.

Heroes Rise: Paragon City

Z E R O - Z E R O
Z E R O - Z E R O

Location: Nighthaven, Paragon City
Skills: N/A

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A red blur travelled throughout the city, maneuvering from street to street. It didn't take long to get to Nighthaven, especially this late in the day. Less traffic, less people; the city ready to wind down for the evening. Still, Nighthaven was unfamiliar territory. Even if there were less people on the streets, Nancy had no idea what was ahead. She would have to keep her head on a swivel during her time here, lest the Void or any other criminal attempt to take her by surprise.

Before long, an old park appeared on the horizon. Nancy could see Madalyne waving at her from down below. Maneuvering Zero-Zero towards the ground, she landed the red suit with heavy thud next to the teenager.

"Is this it?" The robotic voice amplifier within Zero-Zero asked Madalyne out loud. Its neck servos swiveled as Nancy looked around the park. She struggled to see how this could be considered a suitable replacement. "Surely this place has some actual facilities for me to use. I'm not spending my days living in a jungle gym."

The Dead Don't Die: Paradise Lost.

AJ Beaufort

Location: Beach
Skills: N/A

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Jason had a point. AJ was used to freedom, or rather as much as her parents allowed her to be. She was frequently out of the house at games or even with friends provided she made it back by curfew. But that was a different time. A time when the dead weren't walking around. A time when people weren't being torn apart and devoured by those same monsters. Even if Jason swore that the arcade had been cleared by the adults, it wasn't a Sunday stroll down to the park. AJ, and it seemed some of the other kids, easily recognized that. The second they walked beyond those walls, they would be risking their lives just to go play some video games.

AJ glanced at Bryan, and then to the other kids. The hope of a soccer game dissipated before her eyes as they split into their own factions, with one deciding to stay while the other left for the arcade.

"Should," AJ began once the others were out of ear shot, "we say something?"

There was a split second of hesitance. She wanted to do the right thing; to let the adults know that some of them were planning to do something very stupid. Maybe AJ was overthinking. Maybe the arcade was truly cleared out, and they were just being overly cautious. Ratting out the other kids would easily turn them against her and the others that chose to stay behind. But what if Jason was wrong? What if they didn't come back? What if they got hurt? Or, what if the monsters beyond the walls ripped them apart? The thought of people dying because she chose not to say anything hung greatly on her conscience.

"I don't want them to get hurt because of us."

Eastwood Regional High: Senior Year

Just wanted to let people know I haven't abandoned this. It's been a difficult and busy time, so I needed to take a step back momentarily. I made it a point to work on this roleplay during my time off work as they had me working nearly 2 weeks straight, but then a family member that had been missing since last year had been found deceased. I was going to attempt to get the OOC rolling today before I went out to dinner to celebrate my birthday (and technically my grandmother's as hers is tomorrow), but given everything that has recently happened, I sorely needed a break from things and instead spent the day with family and friends rather than try and force content out. I will be doing the same tomorrow, but I promise that I haven't given up on Eastwood and to expect an OOC next week.

Heroes Rise: Paragon City

Z E R O - Z E R O
Z E R O - Z E R O

Location: Financial District, Paragon City
Skills: N/A

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It was now late into the evening. Nancy had spent much of the day packing her belongings, having bound everything to Zero-Zero's back. The exosuit could handle the extra weight, even if it needed to be as delicate as possible. Still, it was annoying to move everything. Just when she had thought she had found somewhere perfect to call home, even if it was a dingy, forgotten construction site, it was quickly snatched away from her. Her plans would have to be put on pause for the time being until Nancy could finally set up wherever this "place" was that Madalyne had spoken of prior in the day.

Buzz!

Speaking of her.

Nancy opened the communication log, the bright orange light flashing across the helmet's interior screen. She looked over the messages, shaking her head. Nighthaven. Great. As if the Delgatos weren't enough, Madalyne wanted her to set up shop in Nighthaven wherein the Void resided. The Delgatos had guns, but the Void, at least from what Nancy had known, were a bunch of magical weirdos slinging curses and other spells. But whatever choice did she have? The Delgatos knew about the construction site, and they were bound to poke around some more once they realize their men were missing. Nancy have to take the offer regardless if she wanted to or not.

"I'll be there soon." Nancy replied through the neurolink that connected her to Zero-Zero's mainframe. With a powerful leap, Zero-Zero took the streets again and headed towards Nighthaven. "Keep an eye out."

Eastwood Regional High: Senior Year

Seems like we're split mainly between A) some kind of sports theme and B) some kind of band theme.

Pines Holler [Not Accepting]

_{Location — Pines Holler, June 27th}

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The rattling of the old box truck could be heard for miles; the sound bouncing off tree and rock with each sputter. It was clear that it was nearly beyond saving, but it worked well enough that Suzanna hadn't bothered getting it fixed. Not like she could afford the parts, anyway. The AC was already out, and it was likely to be hundreds if not thousands to get whatever had been the issue back into working order. She'd just coast it as much as possible; sucking the last bit of juice and life out of the truck until it was done for. A dangerous game, but there wasn't many other options out there.

A large sign appeared around the bend as she turned. Welcome to Pines Holler, it said, in faded blocky lettering. It had looked the same since she was a kid; sad and tired yet equally familiar. Likely no one had bothered to put in any maintenance on the sign since the town had put it up. The sign was simply just another thing of Pines Holler to be lost, forgotten and left to rot away like everything else.

"Busy day," Suzanna uttered, coming to a stop at one of the main roads in town.

People were out and about, though as far as Suzanna could tell most places appeared closed. The power must've gone out again, she figured. Not even the classic neon window lights, advertising various beers and other such products, were on and lit up. It was a good thing she never really kept anything cold, mostly out of a lack of money but also since she lived by herself. Plus, her neighbors would've likely appreciated not waking up to the rank smell of rotten fish and game. She still remembered the summer back where pounds of game quickly rotted away in a power outage. The trailer had reeked for weeks until it eventually aired out.

Turning the corner, Suzanna pulled up to the curb next to Clark's and parked the truck outside. She took one glance at the door, noticing that it had said closed. Despite the sign, however, people were inside, with a third, unfamiliar face standing outside the door. Well, seems like they were open. Lee must've forgotten to flip the sign with the power being out.

Climbing out of the truck, Suzanna walked over the entrance and held it wide open for the woman, who had begun to knock and yell that she wanted to speak to the owner of the establishment.

"You headin' in?" She asked. "Don't worry, Lee ain't the biting type."

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_{Interactions — @SonnetNSunbeam@Fabricant451@Pumpkin Jackdaw}

Eastwood Regional High: Senior Year

I'm still cooking, btw. I'm working 11 days in a row (fml) and won't be having a day off until next week. Please forgive me if it takes a bit longer than anticipated (which it already has tbh) to get this RP actually rolling.

Eastwood Regional High: Senior Year

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You thinking of there being limited slots for this or no? Given the people interested.

@Theyra

Depends on how many applicants I actually get vs. "interest". I'm not going to limit sheets if, say, half of the people in this interest check don't even apply.