Evil Ghost Note

Estermere Academy - Military School RP

Subscribed. I'm going to try to plot out a character. Quick question, are there any naming conventions for this world? @Hedgehawk

closed or whatever don't look at this

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"Heh, nice to meet ya, Stacey," Zoey said to him with a smile. "Nice last name, welcome to the Gray Gang."

What went over Zoey's head was paid attention to by Odessa... neither Stacey nor Lilith told where they were from, or what they were doing before they got sent here. Intentionally? High possibility. Stacey kept his voice low as nobody would notice him, however, few things escaped Odessa. If he was trying to hide something then he was doing a terrible job at it and Odessa was curious to find out. The girl kept this to herself as she kept her attention on Lilith, oh so patiently waiting for her next move. Odessa wondered when she was just gonna tell how she knows this.

Someone else walked in. Odd. Odessa didn't get a tingle in her skull telling her someone was approaching... odd. The girl saw the boy walk in with a cigarette and a suit and she got a peculiar vibe about him. He walks in like he owns the place, and knows everything. That made Odessa roll her eyes as he comes in, insults Stacey and puts out his theories.

"I'm taking bets. We're dead, we're here for a reason, or we're suffering for something we did. I think we're here for a very special reason, five bucks says that."

Odessa couldn't help but chuckle as Zoey looked around nervously as she was at a loss for words. She pulled at her collar and in the process dropped her cigarette. "Damn it." She said as she bent over to pick it up. Stacey also had a pretty poor reaction to the guy... probably because he insulted him low-key, yet didn't open his mouth to say a peep! That could suggest he's not that good at conflict and just wants to lay it off.

Still, that meant that Odessa was the first to speak to him.

"Oh, look at you," Odessa started, smiling at Elron in a way that suggested she wasn't phased by him at all. "Walking in here like you own the place and interrupting our conversation. Do you have any manners?" Oddessa's voice was rather chipper, which betrayed the scolding words that she was using.

"At least give us your name before you make us put up with the detective act."

Estermere Academy - Military School RP

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Recollections: The Othergrounds [Recruitment Drive]

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Urban-Fantasy | Horror | Character Driven | Pretentious-Themes | Existential Anguish | Lonliness

OVERVIEW

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Welcome to Recollections: The Othergrounds. The second spin-off (and sort of sequel) to Vivid Recollections and the third RP in the Recollections Universe. It takes place in a new timeline after the destruction of the world eating monstrosity known as the Glutton was defeated and magic was suddenly returned to the universe. This creates a wide range of different ramifications as new beings and problems turn the system upside down. In The Othergrounds, random teenagers and other children are suddenly teleported to an empty city. The city has cars, food, and everything they would need to survive... except no life other than them. Some take it as paradise, others wonder if it's hell for their actions. However, they quickly find out the place is no normal city as the stakes get higher and higher and they desperately try to find a way out.

This story will be an urban-fantasy story that will cast a certain light on "magic" while leaving it ambiguous whether or not it's truly magic or not. The storyline will have elements of superpowers, horror, and more. The primary thematic of this RP will be Lonliness, Strangers, and Healing. The characters should be damaged or lonely individuals that have nobody to reach to but the other people in the Othergrounds as they come to terms with their various issues. The cast should have problems but be realistic about it. Like Vivid Recollections, it's secondary themes will be Memory and Emotion.

DISCORD SERVER

@Ghost Note

I've been trying to get some fresh blood into the RP given it didn't have the turnout I was expecting. The RP has started but its still in its earliest stages. If this interests you, head on over to the OOC.

closed or whatever don't look at this

Other boys do exist.

@silvermist1116

no they're imaginary

The Promise - Second Star to the Right, and Straight on 'til Morning.

sorry I'm on an ass free diet

The Promise - Second Star to the Right, and Straight on 'til Morning.

i don't want to sit with you scrubs

I just wanted to stick in my dick and dash

like your dad did

The Promise - Second Star to the Right, and Straight on 'til Morning.

penis

I Remain: Desolation (A Zombie apocalypse RP without the zombies!)

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Good, she's responsive.

"Sssssh, honey, there's nothin' out there," Cindy tried to reassure her... because this chick's probably going to panic. If she goes into shock, then she's as good as dead. Which is what Cindy's going to try to avoid. She smiled at the girl as she stood over her... and this other chick (was she the one poking her head over the rock?) handed her some rubbing alcohol and some cloth. Perfect.

"Thank you... name's Cindy." Cindy was honest here - there was no way that she could pronounce Hyoyeon's name, it took her ages to get Meifeng's name right. Alright, it was time for Cindy to get to work. She wished that she had some pressure dressing. Before she turned to Lena, "I'm going to get you patched up, don't worry."

Now, Cindy wished that she had her army equipment but they lost that awhile ago. They had to grab what they could and get a move on - which was her biggest gripe. However, she knew what she could do best. She turned towards Meifeng and asked,

"Can you any blood on her back?"

Meifeng glanced over and saw no blood, and said, "Nope."

"Good... no exit wound," Cindy said as she finally got to work as she pulled her knife out of her assault pack. She let go of the towel and grabbed onto the bottom of Lena's shirt... she turned towards the other stranger and narrowed her eyes at him. She whispered to Meifeng, "Block his view with your body."

Meifeng nodded as she put her back to him and made sure he couldn't see anything. That was when Cindy pulled off Lena's shirt by the bottom until it was completely off. Now Cindy got a good view of her wound and it was nasty... Cindy never saw this shit firsthand but years upon years of training have taught her exactly what to do. Also, they had to be quick because there was a chance that the mist doesn't leave in the next hour or so.

In that case,

Cindy was going to take her chances.

Cindy sighed. The wound was still bleeding, however, so she had to be quick. The first thing she did was put the rubbing alcohol to the side... Cindy knew that wouldn't help even in the slightest. Instead, Cindy reached into her assault pack again and pulled out a bottle of water and a container of hand soap. She poured a bit of soap onto the towel and then added some water and wiped off the wound. That was when Cindy wrapped the cloth against the wound but after one loop she pulled out a pen that she had on hand with caps on both ends. She tucked the pen underneath the wrapping, holding it together. Before she began wrapping it the other way. She kept wrapping it. Conveniently it was on her shoulder and it'd be a lot easier to get her makeshift pressure bandage on nice and tight.

Cindy thought of it as the field training exercises where they made it abundantly clear that this was life and death and her battle was hit with shrapnel. This was key to saving her life... even though all her battle buddies are probably dead. Cindy then finished wrapping it and tucked slack underneath the wrapping.

With a sigh, Cindy said to the girl,

"Are you feeling lightheaded or woozy o-"

That was when a window upstairs broke and Cindy immediately shut up. Maybe it was nothing... before they heard a loud growling sound and footsteps. Cindy held her hand to her mouth as she looked up at the ceiling - with every step a piece of it fell. Shit.

"It's in..." Cindy whispered before she turned to her friend, who brandished her baseball bat and held it tightly with both hands.

"Somebody, go kill it."

𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓐𝓬𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓶𝓲𝓪

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