XxLyraxX — Roleplayer Guild

Requirement: You must be on once a day. If you only get on once every few days then this rp is not for you. For those interested, I got the inspiration for this rp from this video “Here I come to find you Hurry up and run Let’s play a little game and have fun." Co-Gm(s): RomanAria | Teknonick

On Monday, January 26, 1987, at 2:00 a.m., Salem police received a call from a business coming home late saying he had heard screams coming from the Bishop household on the hill. When police arrived at the scene they found Mr. and Mrs. Bishop slaughtered in their beds. Their eyeballs had been removed and put in mason jars located on the bed-side table. Their tongues had been severed and jarred the same way. Their faces had been carved into a grotesque smile, the cut extending from the corner of their mouth all the way to their ears on either side. There were several lacerations all over their bodies but the most distinct was the random stab wounds all over their torso. Their hands had been folded peacefully over their chest and the blood splattered blankets pulled up to their waist. Mrs. Bishop had been positioned with her head on Mr. Bishop’s shoulder. The most horrifying piece of the macabre setting, police said, was that written on the wall above the bed in what appears to be the victims’ blood was this message:

The police searched for the Bishop’s six year-old daughter Anabelle but she was nowhere to be found nor did police find any evidence that she was taken from the home. The police were unable to find the killer and so the case was filed away and forgotten. History became legend and legend became myth. The house still stands to this day. The house stayed vacant until around 2001, when the town tried to make renovations to the house but odd accidents kept occurring: things moving around, ladders being knocked over, etc. After about a year, the workers succeeded and the house went on the market. Not six months later a family had moved in and they lived there for about a year before they suddenly left. Just up and vanished, leaving all their belongings inside the home. Rumors circulated around the town that the old Bishop house up there on Cornegy Hill at the end of Baker’s street was haunted. The date is now Salem Massachusetts, January 26, 2015. A couple of teenagers were bored out of their minds and decided they should do a test of courage. They settled on the Bishop house, having all heard the rumor that it was haunted. They broke in just after sunset but just as they stepped through the doorway the door slammed shut behind them. As they turned they saw that written on the front door in a red liquid they dared not to try and identify was this message: Do You Want To Play A Game? All the doors and windows are locked and cannot be forced open by any means. Cell phone signal also disappeared. Now you are trapped in a house with a demonic little girl who wants to play a game. Your objective: survive until dawn and try not to get caught.

First Floor Living Room= Furnished with a couch, t.v. and two end tables and either side of the couch with lamps set on top of them, the living room is not much in terms of lavish but the family that had moved into had little furniture wise. Dining Room= Compared to any other room in the house, the dining room is very bare, only a table sitting in the middle of the room. China plates and place settings decorate the table. Kitchen= Filled with the customary appliances one mind find in a kitchen, the room is small. A small breakfast table sits in the middle of the room, leaving enough room to maneuver around the space without bumping into anything. First Floor Bathroom= A shower, toilet, and sink clutter the tiny space of the bathroom which had originally been another closet but had been reverted to a bathroom. First Floor Closet= Coats hang in rows on the bar, like skin shed and left there to dangle forever. First Floor Bedroom= Housing only a bed, nightstand, lamp and tiny closet, the bedroom on the first floor is used for guest purposes. Piano= The piano by the stairs is horribly out of tune though some say if you stand at the base of the hill and listen to the still night air one could hear a tune being played. Second Floor Master Bedroom= A king-size bed sits regally in the middle of the room. A nightstand sits on either side, each holding a lamp. The stand on the right also holding an alarm clock. A drawer sits on the opposite wall next to the door. The closet and bathroom on either side of the bed. Second Floor Guest Bedroom= A twin-size bed with a single nightstand and a small closet. Office= A oaken desk stands next to the window cluttered with paper-work and pencils. A solitary lamp sits on the wood. If one opened the drawers they would find the generic office supplies. A swivel chair sits in front of the desk. A couch rest on the wall beside the door, perfect for taking naps during a break. Second Floor Bathroom= Much like the first bathroom though this one is a little bit bigger. Second Floor Closet= Coats hang, a few having fallen off their hangers and were nestled on the floor in a pile. Small Bedroom= The walls a pale pink with butterflies stenciled on, it is clearly a child’s room. A small bed rest against the far wall with a small nightstand next to it. There are two seat-chests under the window, the space being taken up by stuffed animals. A few toys were strewn around the room, the play-room side of the space.. Doll Room= Much like the name suggests, this room is filled with porcelain dolls. They line along and in glass shelves around the room. Their dead eyes stare straight forward though one feels at any minute those orbs could blink or move to look around the room. The clothes on the dolls are tattered and layered with dust. Though one single doll sits isolated directly in the center of the room, facing the door. It has a serene smile painted on its face and it is in extremely good condition, not a single speck of dust or moth-eaten hole to be found.

Appearance: Josive is only slightly short for his age, though his family is known for being short before going into a big growth spurt. He eat's healthily, keeping himself at an average weight. His hair is short and blond, and his eyes are blue. He wears prescription glasses, without he can't see past his nose. He usually wears random t-shirts with some game on it, and jeans, and shoes. He also wears a red hoodie jacket over top. Name: Josive Ferrari Age: 13 Gender: Male Personality: Josive is a very serious person at times, though other times he can be outgoing and funny. He does have a problem balancing the two. Though, if his friends are acting immaturely, he feels like he needs to act as the mature kid in the group. He's usually very logical, and prefers to stand where he is and figure something out before acting. He can't stand not knowing something. Bio: Josive Ferrari grew up with his two parents, who met at a local airport. His father was a flight instructor, and his mother was a sports pilot flying in to refuel. The two locked eyes, and fell in love instantly. They were married, moved in together, and had Josive all within a year of their meeting. When Josive was ten, his parents wanted to go on a flight by themselves, so his father sat down with Josive and told him he was the 'man of the house now' before leaving him in charge. His parents went out on their flight, but never returned. Josive waited in the house for several hours, playing around and the likes. He thought his parents should have been home at a certain point, and thought he was being punished for not taking care of the house. He started cleaning up, and then doing homework, until he eventually passed out. When he woke up, the police where there, and explained what had happened. Josive had to know every detail, and refused to leave the house until they told him... they did, as they deemed it would probably have been best to tell him, especially since there weren't very many details. He found out his family were actually in the pattern for the airport, turning off of base onto Final, but the crosswinds were too strong, so they banked too much and entered into a spin. Their crash was unrecoverable, but they assured him it was painless and instant. Josive, freakishly, was fine after he knew why. They simply sent him away to an orphanage. There, he made two friends, sisters. Bironica, and Leera. Bironica was the nicer of the two, who actually helped Josive settle in. Leera was always teasing Josive, and trying to make things harder for him. Josive came to like them both, despite Leera's meanness, but he liked Bironica more. He's kept a diary of every event ever happened to him since he was six, and Leera has gotten a hold of it twice. She luckily didn't have a chance to read it either time, as the first time she tried getting Bironica to read it, who didn't want to. The second time Bironica caught Leera just as she was about to read it. Leera's always been known to get the three in trouble... Leera told Josive about this 'haunted house', and dared him to do it. She said she wanted to show Bironica... but she wanted Josive to 'scope the place out' for the two 'harmless and defenseless girls'. Josive rolled his eyes, but eventually gave in. He personally didn't believe any of it, and just wanted to prove to Leera that she was insane. He made a deal with her that if he went there, she had to go afterwards. Little did he know... he was about to play a very dangerous game. Items: Glasses, Backpack, Flashlight, Journal and Pencil. Greatest Fears: Losing Bironica, or Leera. Losing his diary. And, of course, flying. Other: He'd just like to know if you want to play? I find it funny Josive has a fear of another automobile... like that other character. xD Originally he's from a Pokemon RP, so his parents were murdered by a bird-type Pokemon, so I thought it fit pretty well here.
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