Andrew had just about finished his planning before he noticed the music coming from somewhere in the park. He, slightly irritated by the unexpected sound, stood up and made his way to where the sound was coming from. He looked up to see a woman in what looked like some kind of Japanese clothing. The sound of the crowd cheering was enough to knock you off your feet. If Andrew weren’t used to the sounds of the casino it might have been too much for him.
‘Who is that?’ Seven asked in its usual curious way. After looking for a while, Andrew realised he had no idea who they were. He didn’t listen to much music, it wasn’t something that really interested him.
“No idea” He said as he yawned and leant against a fence. To tell the truth he had no idea why he even walked in there. Usually he would have drawn a card to decide, but this time he just went off on his own. It was then that he heard his phone make the strange noise in his pocket.
“Great” He said as he pulled it out and looked at it. “All that work for nothing” With one distraction, all of the preparation he had done was washed down the drain. He let out a loud sigh before running his hands through his hair.
‘It’s all gone’ Seven said in a monotone voice.
“I know it’s all gone!” Andrew yelled as he walked his way back towards the seat he was at before. “Right, now I will get back to what I was doing before I came here…” He stood perfectly still for a moment before he came to a realisation.
“What was I doing before?” He asked himself with a slightly irritated tone.
‘I forget too’ Seven replied. After a frustrated little dance, Andrew resolved to get some lunch and headed over to the café across the street. He ordered a sandwich and a coffee before sitting at a table and reading through his diary, wondering just what else could go wrong today.
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STATUS: So I have a photo shoot planned for tomorrow. Im not going to sleep because I'm catching a train at 2AM to then sit and wait for a few hours for the sun to rise. Its all about the perfect shot though! 9 yrs ago
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So I have a photo shoot planned for tomorrow. Im not going to sleep because I'm catching a train at 2AM to then sit and wait for a few hours for the sun to rise. Its all about the perfect shot though!
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10 yrs ago
Finishing uni for the year and looking at a break till late Febuary. What the hell am I meant to do for 5 months? The answer is a looooooot more RP
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10 yrs ago
I am somewhat bored, and also a little more bored. So yup, someone entertain me.
10 yrs ago
New RP has just started. Really excited :P
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10 yrs ago
No idea whats going on, my brain is pretty frazzled right now. But if anyone remembered me from the old days message me, I like meeting old friends :P
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Im 20, a university student who keeps switching his degree, a guy, I live next to my uni, I'm in Australia, I play a lot of video games, and I forget everything else about me :P
Oh yea, and I sleep a lot, like 12 hours a day.
Oh yeeea, and I do stupid things like take a train at 3 in the morning to take photos of the sunrise.
Oh yea, and I sleep a lot, like 12 hours a day.
Oh yeeea, and I do stupid things like take a train at 3 in the morning to take photos of the sunrise.
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Omg, i went back to school a few days ago and totally forgot to write a post! I am sorry!
I will get a post up asap, i will work on it sneaky like so my teachers dont catch me.
I will get a post up asap, i will work on it sneaky like so my teachers dont catch me.
That would be a good idea. The sprayers would probably have some kind of witty name, it would be fitting for the setting. (also, that is an amazing game and you have my respect)
Sorry for the long wait for my post, had stuff was doing :P
And thats pretty exciting news! Good luck, hope it turns out good :D
And thats pretty exciting news! Good luck, hope it turns out good :D
Jace was a little relieved after an explanation of just what was going on. The idea seemed pretty smart to Jace, bypass the laws by getting sprayers to do it for you. He couldn’t help but grin at the thought of going around the police. What they did was still illegal, but he couldn’t help but laugh a little at the fact they were outsmarting the cops.
“Thanks that makes much more sense now.” He said with a grin that he realised was unable to be seen. As Sass and Anarcho talked about some friend they were meant to see he leaned against the wall and pulled out a screwdriver, fiddling with the screws on his grappler. Call it paranoia, but he had a habit of doing maintenance on it about every ten minutes. When something is the only thing holding you up and you are twenty stories above the ground you want to make sure it works. It was when he was addressed that he snapped back into focus.
“That seems like a pretty good plan” He said as he put his screwdriver back into his pocket and took off his bag to do a quick check. After making sure he was properly equipped, he put his bag on his back. He looked over and caught the incoming job sheet and read it over before folding it up and putting it in his jacket pocket.
“Sounds good to me” He said excitedly as he made his way to the window he entered from. He would always get excited when he was about to spray. His heart was beating faster than it had in a long time. For some reason, this felt very different to his normal spraying sessions. Something about the extra risk, the possibility of reward, everything about this just made his skin crawl with anticipation.
“Anyone else really pumped right now?” He asked as he stepped his way out of the window and stretched, looking up at the night sky.
“Thanks that makes much more sense now.” He said with a grin that he realised was unable to be seen. As Sass and Anarcho talked about some friend they were meant to see he leaned against the wall and pulled out a screwdriver, fiddling with the screws on his grappler. Call it paranoia, but he had a habit of doing maintenance on it about every ten minutes. When something is the only thing holding you up and you are twenty stories above the ground you want to make sure it works. It was when he was addressed that he snapped back into focus.
“That seems like a pretty good plan” He said as he put his screwdriver back into his pocket and took off his bag to do a quick check. After making sure he was properly equipped, he put his bag on his back. He looked over and caught the incoming job sheet and read it over before folding it up and putting it in his jacket pocket.
“Sounds good to me” He said excitedly as he made his way to the window he entered from. He would always get excited when he was about to spray. His heart was beating faster than it had in a long time. For some reason, this felt very different to his normal spraying sessions. Something about the extra risk, the possibility of reward, everything about this just made his skin crawl with anticipation.
“Anyone else really pumped right now?” He asked as he stepped his way out of the window and stretched, looking up at the night sky.
That all sounds good with me. I will get a response up as soon as i can, i have been staying up late and my head is spacing all over the place but i will try my best!
Appearance:
Name IRL: Jack Mathews
Name In-game: Kenshi
Gender: Male
Class: Fighter (dps)
Stats-
Strength:17
Dexterity:20
Speed: 22
Defence: 13
Endurance: 16
intellect: 12
Weapon: The sword in the appearance picture.
Amour class: Lightweight armour
Any back up skills:
Skinning
Cooking
Swords
Bio: Not much to say about someone like Jack. He was always the observer, sitting on the outside, looking in at the people having fun. As a result, he has terrible people skills and is a rather un-sociable person. It was only a few weeks before he got trapped in the game that he made his first friend. It was a girl from his school that he had fallen in love with. Now he was stuck in this game all by himself. He vowed that he would get through this as quickly as possible so he could get back to the life that he had only just found.
Name IRL: Jack Mathews
Name In-game: Kenshi
Gender: Male
Class: Fighter (dps)
Stats-
Strength:17
Dexterity:20
Speed: 22
Defence: 13
Endurance: 16
intellect: 12
Weapon: The sword in the appearance picture.
Amour class: Lightweight armour
Any back up skills:
Skinning
Cooking
Swords
Bio: Not much to say about someone like Jack. He was always the observer, sitting on the outside, looking in at the people having fun. As a result, he has terrible people skills and is a rather un-sociable person. It was only a few weeks before he got trapped in the game that he made his first friend. It was a girl from his school that he had fallen in love with. Now he was stuck in this game all by himself. He vowed that he would get through this as quickly as possible so he could get back to the life that he had only just found.
haha yea it is a bit slow.
INTEREST STREAM IS FLOWING IN!
I am interested in this :3 loved the show and the ideas behind it, the idea of massive game worlds always interests me.
Count me in~
I am interested in this :3 loved the show and the ideas behind it, the idea of massive game worlds always interests me.
Count me in~
Andrew let out a loud yawn as he awoke on his couch. He scratched his head as he looked out his window, admiring the midday sun. Because of his job, he would often sleep until the middle of the day so that he wouldn’t be tired by the time his shift at the casino started.
“Good morning world” He said in a flat tone as he stretched and searched for his clothes. ‘Morning to yourself’ the ever familiar voice in his head said cheerfully. Andrew couldn’t help but sigh at the enthusiasm. ‘What is the plan for today?’ Seven asked as Andrew finally found his pants and slipped them on.
“We are going shopping, and we might see if we bump into anyone of interest” Andrew said as he glanced down to the phone on the coffee table. He was determined to win this so called Survival Game. He slipped on his shirt and buttoned it up before grabbing his phone and flicking through the choices for today. Seemed like nothing too difficult, so he decided that no real preparation was required. He slipped it into his pocket before grabbing one of the decks of cards from the shelf next to his door. He made sure he had his wallet, his keys, and his special deck of cards he kept for a dangerous situation. Metal coated corners made them basically a weapon, but they were only for protection in case he ran into a diary user. With a nod he opened his door and locked it behind him, heading down the stairs. His destination was a grocery shop; he was low on supplies, like beer and instant noodles.
‘So are we going to kill someone?’ Seven asked, sounding a little worried as they made their way down the street.
“We might” Andrew answered as he scratched his head and tried to remember which way the grocery store was. He was not in any rush to win the game. No that would just make him a more obvious target. His plan was to take things slow and find out the identities of the holders to pick them off one by one. It seemed like a good plan to him.
‘But what if the person isn’t a diary user?’ Seven asked.
“Then we don’t kill them” Andrew answered in a sarcastic tone. He was unaware that he was actually answering out loud at the time.
‘So where do we start?’ Seven asked as Andrew turned corner after corner, not having any idea where he was going. Andrew refused to answer out of pure frustration. His mind had been on the game, not where he was walking.
“Why the hell am I at the park!?” He yelled as he looked around. Somehow he had mistaken the simple walk from his place to the shop with the walk to central park. ‘Calm down’ Seven said in a soothing tone ‘Maybe we should just relax here for a few minutes, give us a chance to plan out the diary.’
With a sigh Andrew sat down on one of the benches and pulled out his phone, going through the entries and picking cards to determine the answers. He muttered aloud as he read the choices, simple things like “Go home or go to the shops? Eat pizza or a burger?” But it was best to plan things out so if he did run into a player, he would be able to have a bit of an advantage.
“Good morning world” He said in a flat tone as he stretched and searched for his clothes. ‘Morning to yourself’ the ever familiar voice in his head said cheerfully. Andrew couldn’t help but sigh at the enthusiasm. ‘What is the plan for today?’ Seven asked as Andrew finally found his pants and slipped them on.
“We are going shopping, and we might see if we bump into anyone of interest” Andrew said as he glanced down to the phone on the coffee table. He was determined to win this so called Survival Game. He slipped on his shirt and buttoned it up before grabbing his phone and flicking through the choices for today. Seemed like nothing too difficult, so he decided that no real preparation was required. He slipped it into his pocket before grabbing one of the decks of cards from the shelf next to his door. He made sure he had his wallet, his keys, and his special deck of cards he kept for a dangerous situation. Metal coated corners made them basically a weapon, but they were only for protection in case he ran into a diary user. With a nod he opened his door and locked it behind him, heading down the stairs. His destination was a grocery shop; he was low on supplies, like beer and instant noodles.
‘So are we going to kill someone?’ Seven asked, sounding a little worried as they made their way down the street.
“We might” Andrew answered as he scratched his head and tried to remember which way the grocery store was. He was not in any rush to win the game. No that would just make him a more obvious target. His plan was to take things slow and find out the identities of the holders to pick them off one by one. It seemed like a good plan to him.
‘But what if the person isn’t a diary user?’ Seven asked.
“Then we don’t kill them” Andrew answered in a sarcastic tone. He was unaware that he was actually answering out loud at the time.
‘So where do we start?’ Seven asked as Andrew turned corner after corner, not having any idea where he was going. Andrew refused to answer out of pure frustration. His mind had been on the game, not where he was walking.
“Why the hell am I at the park!?” He yelled as he looked around. Somehow he had mistaken the simple walk from his place to the shop with the walk to central park. ‘Calm down’ Seven said in a soothing tone ‘Maybe we should just relax here for a few minutes, give us a chance to plan out the diary.’
With a sigh Andrew sat down on one of the benches and pulled out his phone, going through the entries and picking cards to determine the answers. He muttered aloud as he read the choices, simple things like “Go home or go to the shops? Eat pizza or a burger?” But it was best to plan things out so if he did run into a player, he would be able to have a bit of an advantage.
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