whats going on? i was gone for a week
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1) Worldbuilder/storyteller
2) Empath
3) Hebrew
4) INFP
5) Walmart inventory associate
6) RP Veteran
7) Actual Military Veteran
8) Thread-killer
Things you should keep in mind about my RP...
1) If you need me to post, PM me. My memory is awful.
2) No matter how much I may love the source material, I will not join an RP if the Interest Check, IC, or OOC has too many posts. I am not reading all of that. If you want me to join, PM me a summary.
3) I won't even read source material in the Interest Check or OOC sections if the IP is, like, super convoluted, long, or snobbishly formatted. Keep that shit IC. Give me clear and concise posts or I'm gone. I dont have all day to sort through your five different fonts and your 17 paragraphs of setup.
2) Empath
3) Hebrew
4) INFP
5) Walmart inventory associate
6) RP Veteran
7) Actual Military Veteran
8) Thread-killer
Things you should keep in mind about my RP...
1) If you need me to post, PM me. My memory is awful.
2) No matter how much I may love the source material, I will not join an RP if the Interest Check, IC, or OOC has too many posts. I am not reading all of that. If you want me to join, PM me a summary.
3) I won't even read source material in the Interest Check or OOC sections if the IP is, like, super convoluted, long, or snobbishly formatted. Keep that shit IC. Give me clear and concise posts or I'm gone. I dont have all day to sort through your five different fonts and your 17 paragraphs of setup.
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@The Mighty Hero probably going to have to drop out since i dont really remember anything about this RP (its been a week)
back
sorry for disappearing. i spilled milk on my keyboard. thankfully its spill resistant and just yesterday or today, most of the stickiness is gone. so i've skimmed through the OOC but havent looked at the IC (will probably edit this when i do). i assume Game Maker has gone and so everyone's waiting till he returns?
Isaac jerked the door from Kim's grasp and closed it quickly, locking it behind him before hurrying off.
Zeb looked as though he wanted to say more, but didn't. Nothing happened for a couple of minutes.
Then another man entered the classroom, and like many of the others, he too wore a dark mask. Similarly to the "immortal", this instructor's voice seemed to be modulated to reverberate. His black apparel contrasted with the blank white board behind him.
"Arin. Zeb. You will no longer refer to yourselves by those names." He pointed to Zeb. "You are 432." And then he turned his finger toward the newcomer. "You are 433. You will call me HeadMaster. Do you have any questions?"
Zeb looked as though he wanted to say more, but didn't. Nothing happened for a couple of minutes.
Then another man entered the classroom, and like many of the others, he too wore a dark mask. Similarly to the "immortal", this instructor's voice seemed to be modulated to reverberate. His black apparel contrasted with the blank white board behind him.
"Arin. Zeb. You will no longer refer to yourselves by those names." He pointed to Zeb. "You are 432." And then he turned his finger toward the newcomer. "You are 433. You will call me HeadMaster. Do you have any questions?"
The man who called himself Isaac looked confused, but nodded, keeping his eyes downcast. "As you wish." He turned and glanced up and down the corridor before stepping outside in the dark.
Meanwhile, Zeb was glad for Arin's company. Zeb was a thin black man with short dreads and accumulated facial hair. His attire consisted of a straight-jacket, and he'd looked as though he hadn't slept for days.
"H-hey," he stammered. "I-I'm Zeb. Wh-What's your name?"
Meanwhile, Zeb was glad for Arin's company. Zeb was a thin black man with short dreads and accumulated facial hair. His attire consisted of a straight-jacket, and he'd looked as though he hadn't slept for days.
"H-hey," he stammered. "I-I'm Zeb. Wh-What's your name?"
"You will be taken to a classroom," the guard growled, "to be educated."
The phantasmic man escorted Arin from the cell, down the hall and passed the locked yellow door of the Irish general, and walked for another couple of minutes until they came to a greenish door on the same wall of the curved hallway. The guard opened the door and gestured with manufactured grandiosity for the man to enter.
Inside was another man, frightened and nervous, sitting at one of the many student's desks. At the front of the room was, as one might expect, a wall-sized dry-erase board.
Once Arin was inside, the guard shut and locked the door.
Kim's door unlocked and opened, and the guard from Carolina entered. He left the door ajar again, anxiously glancing out. He then removed his mask to reveal a grotesquely scorched face that had perhaps once been handsome. Aside from his bright blue eyes, his deformed face was unrecognizable.
"My name is Isaac. Do you want to escape?"
The phantasmic man escorted Arin from the cell, down the hall and passed the locked yellow door of the Irish general, and walked for another couple of minutes until they came to a greenish door on the same wall of the curved hallway. The guard opened the door and gestured with manufactured grandiosity for the man to enter.
Inside was another man, frightened and nervous, sitting at one of the many student's desks. At the front of the room was, as one might expect, a wall-sized dry-erase board.
Once Arin was inside, the guard shut and locked the door.
Kim's door unlocked and opened, and the guard from Carolina entered. He left the door ajar again, anxiously glancing out. He then removed his mask to reveal a grotesquely scorched face that had perhaps once been handsome. Aside from his bright blue eyes, his deformed face was unrecognizable.
"My name is Isaac. Do you want to escape?"
sure, i dont mind either way
At the end of two weeks, a short guard of barely over 5-foot unlocked and entered Arin's cell. He wore all black, and a terrifying Asian Immortal mask. He entered, closed the door behind him, and stood in front of the door staring at the prisoner.
When he spoke, his voice held an otherworldly baritone. "Stand!"
When he spoke, his voice held an otherworldly baritone. "Stand!"
if she wants to assume that, thats fine lol. just wanted you to know OOC
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