K so like for starters thinking like our little junkie group likes to gather and 'bake warez' together since it gives us a good high? Like we gets good vibes off each other, ya knows...? ;D Kinda' like hot boxin' nom sayin'?^^ NOM'NOM SAYIN??!!
And I"mma give ups ideas here about muh charrie anyways. Thinking muh girl is like a car-thief type chick at any rate^^
I think we can do that in the OOC- once we get our character sheets and kind of get a little start to our story we can flesh out of the fun details then. Based on the ages you gave us (18-30) I can definitely see some type of party going on, or club scene.
I get what you mean Anodyne- it's like texting/im each other. If I am correct (please disregard if i'm totally off) but it'd be something like this
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She woke up and without hesitation started up her messaging system with her best friend, smiling she thought of what to say and the program delivered it without hesitation. The new chips were so great that way.
Cutebabe92: Gooooood Morning! SweetSexKitten: Ugh go back to sleep Cutebabe92: I'm coming over be ready. SweetSexKitten: Fine. ttys
That thing right there would be in the chatroom and copied into our posts, integrated with our regular posts.
All da love. Thank you all. And I unfortunately had to get off my computer abruptly and am using my ipod currently... i despise typing on my laggy ipod or almost anything touch screen for that matter. Will write something IC soon as i can get back on my computer.
I feel that- I don't even bother trying to type up anything if I'm not on my computer!
Oh I can't stop it. No I can't control it. Can you feel it overloading?
Gripping the sheets that adorned her bed, a shrill gasp escaped her lips and her eyes opened wide in fear. Looking around her room her grip began to loosen and her breathing became less rapid.
It had only been a nightmare.
Niko belonged to a lower middle class family in the depths of the city. Both of her parents worked for a undisclosed (to her) company as telemarketers. You've probably talked to them before while ordering whatever it was they sold. Niko never bothered to ask what they did, and her parents really never bothered to tell. They just shoved money her way, and in turn she spent it.
That is how life was with Niko. She didn't ask too many questions, and you wouldn't find too many answers, unless you we're of some importance in her life.
Creating music and her love interest- Navarro were of some importance.
In that exact order.
Creating music had been a source of joy for Niko ever since she was a small child. Her parents had downloaded tons of musical history within her chip, things that most people her age had never even heard of, and would honestly find quite odd. As she grew older, she took the knowledge she had acquired and in turn started to create her own music. She didn't share any of these creations with anyone until she had met Navarro.
"Navarro Ethan Santa Mariano Ationius Mercado Hawthorne THE THIRD" he had yelled over when they had first met and exchanged names in the corner of the loud dance club. His name was almost as long as the digits in his family's bank account, but none of that mattered to Niko. He had fallen in love with her the moment she had repeated his name back to him without missing a beat. She really enjoyed his company, and the fact that he really wanted to get into her brain and not just her pants.
Navarro had gotten into Niko's brain in more ways than one, he was the one who got her into the virus that was going around with people their age. She hadn't been the type of girl to do it on her own, but Navarro insisted she'd be okay- and that it'd be good for her to try new things sometimes.
Espen was born into the same dwindling community as his parents. The main reason for his existence being that his older sister created a hole in his parent's hearts when she left that he would have to fill. Being a boy in a group comprised of hunters, Espen learned how to hunt. As soon as he was capable, his father was teaching him how to use a gun and survive during times like these. His father told him of the wonders the world held outside the walls of the small camp everyone he knew lived in. Stories of how his sister managed to escape. His father secretly wanted to go out into the open wild and leave the dying group himself but only stayed because of his wife.
The inevitable happened and the weakening group got attacked by bandits. Many were slain, including Espen's father. Sandra was already saddened by her daughters death at the tongue of a langue but her husband's death at the hands of fellow humans convinced her that the world was too dangerous. Too dangerous for a little boy who can barely wield a gun.
So she placed him in a metal cage. A cage filled with two smaller cages. One Espen could barely fit in, one he could lay down and stretch in and another he could stand and manage some movement in. He could never leave her and die like his sister. He would be safe inside the cage, in her mind, and so she forced him to live in that cage for many years. His days filled with stories of the happy past his mother barely remembered. That is, until the future appeared to be brighter. She got a new partner and had a new child with him.
When she attempted to place him in the cage with Espen, he smothered his sister. When his mother attempted to remove the corpse from the cage while he was asleep, Espen killed her. He fled into the forest afterward and never returned to the dwindling community.
Relationships Sandra Holter(Deceased) Espen's mother and second person he has killed. Espen spites her more than anyone or anything else that exists aside from himself. His memories of their earliest interactions would fill him with joy if it weren't for the most recent events that occurred between them. In his book, she caged him like an animal and he responded accordingly. Regardless of his opinion on her murder, Espen feels guilty. His mother's death will probably haunt him for the rest of his days. Rose Holter(Deceased) Espen did not actually communicate with his younger half-sister much, apart from killing her of course. He continues to question the morality of his decision to end his sister's life and despises himself because of what he did to the helpless infant. The desire to carry on the memory of his family's existence, be who he hoped Rose could be, and to find his sister a perfect burial place makes him feel the need to live. Rose is the reason he hasn't offed himself yet. Rose the teddy bear(As alive as a teddy bear can be) A teddy bear that Espen named after his dead sister that contains Rose's corpse. Acteon Holter(Deceased) Espen's truly misses and loves his now deceased father. Acteon had taught him the skills that made him survive in the woods and he knew that his father loved him very much. Ferika Holter(Deceased) Even though Espen has only heard about her from stories told by his parents, Ferika has affected him. Ferika's impact on Espen is what stopped him from giving into his mother. What stopped him from simply accepting his life within the cage and boosted his desire to get out. He was not alive while she was up and kicking but he does thank her for her influence.
Possessions: •Crossbow •Arrows •Rose the teddy bear •Uncooked Meat and Berries
Other •Claustrophobic as fuck. •He was born on June 5th.
Updated relationships and history. History is crappily written and I'll update it with a more personal view soon but that is the general gist of what happened.
Wow! I'm almost speechless. His past is so harsh! Perfect for this world, but man- my heart goes out to him :c
Accepted! Drop your character in the bin- and update whenever you feel like it (:
Tummy ache. Me. Kk. Sooooo... like I wanna be part o the trippy hippy hop junkies^^!! Cuz deadbeat is sooo hipster bunny-like. K and like I'm soooooooooo in the mood for an RP where the charries know each other for once right at the beginning ;D
And so like for the IM head feed? FEED?!?! Wulp... we'll see how that goes to tie it into the IC! Soooo like ya maybe thinks we could starrt brain storming ideas about who our charries are in the group of junkies, huh? Maybe?! HUH?!!