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Where is Kate hiding these days?
I sent you a pm.
Lately I've been having this itch about doing roleplays revolving around youths (18 - early 20s) that doesn't quite fit into the society around them, so I'm setting up a request thread specifically for these kinds of roleplays. What I am presenting here are my initial ideas that I would like to develop further with a roleplay-partner, and are in no way plots and ideas that are thought all through, they are starting points for further plotting. So if something sparks your interest or you have an idea along these lines you think I will like don't hesitate to tell me about it.

I am looking for plot and character-driven roleplays. I also enjoy more than one main character with several storylines interweaving together, but this is not a must though. I'm also flexible about time period, if I'm looking for a specific time period I will say so.

I am looking for roleplaying-partners that are 18 years or older.

In a small town in the middle of nowhere

There is something about a smalltown-setting with the freaks as the main focus that sounds like a lot of fun. Think late 80s or early 90s, before Internet to make the isolation even greater. Maybe a gang of metalheads about to finish high school or just having finished. Not going to college, so some might have a job, some don't. Ever in opposition against the small-minded town, and getting the blame for everything that happens. Maybe there is a girl from the right side of the tracks looking to do some slumming as well?

The Big City

Pretty similar to the small town-idea, only in an urban setting. We could do something with gangs, maybe something around urban decay. Anything from living on the streets to Beverly Hills could be of interest here really, as well as anything from suburbia to the inner city.

On the Road

The basic idea here is somebody needing to get away from someone or somewhere, but that leaves us a lot of wiggle room. We could go back to the sixties and someone wanting to go to San Francisco, or we could have someone escaping an abusive home only to end up on the unforgiving streets in a big city. Or we could have someone just drifting around on a road trip that never ends, maybe they are hitchhiking with truck drivers?

Empire Records

This will be based on the movie Empire Records, which follows a rather eventful day at a local record store. It's the feeling of the place I'm looking to recreate here, where the owner both hires those going down a bad road in an attempt to help them, as well as the prom queen, which makes them a rather eclectic group. They also have a lot of freedom at work, as long as the job get done of course. This would be set in the mid-1990s, before downloading music from the internet killed records stores like this one.

Reality Bites

Youth without a purpose, they might be seniors in high school or just having graduated but not attending college. They don't know what they are going to do with their lives, but they have dreams. This could be their story.

Dazed and Confused

Loosely based on the movie. The last day of school and all kinds of shenanigans ensue, or another similar setting could work as well. Basically youth high on life (and more) doing stupid but fun things. It doesn't have to be set in the 1970s, it can be any era.
So what you are saying is that I peaked with that last post, and it's all downhill from now?

Well, its homemade and yummy, what else is there to know? :)
No worries. It wasn't like I sat around in the dark looking at the messenger trying to will you to log on. *coughs* No, really I wasn't...

Miss you too. And in other news I'm eating one of my mothers homemade breads for breakfast, so tasty. :)
Katelyn said
Just got in the kitchen and cooked, yes cooked. Nothing like getting flour on your nose and being barefoot in the kitchen. *smiles*


What did you cook and why haven't you shared?
And I was taking it easy...
It had been a good life, once. Samuel had been living the American dream. A big house, a job that payed well, a beautiful wife and two wonderful children. Matt and Jane, eight year old twins that he loved more than anything else in the world. He even had an old Corvette in the garage he was working on, and on Sundays he played golf with his boss. He was going places.

When the disease erupted Samuel thought it would soon pass over, like the bird flue-craze had, as well as the swine flue-craze, but it didn't. It never went away, it lingered, it outstayed its welcome, it fucked everyone over. Soon people around him starting getting sick, colleagues and people at the golf club. It was getting closer and closer. And then his wife got sick. When she was diagnosed Samuel didn't think it could get any worse, but of course it soon did. She deteriorated quickly, falling victim to the disease. Her behavior soon turned erratic, and her once beautiful skin was soon filled with boils and open sores. There was nothing Samuel or the doctors could do to help her. But the worst part was how it affected Matt and Jayne, they were terrified, afraid of their mother. The innocence of youth lost forever.

The hardest thing Samuel ever had to do was telling his children that their mommy would never come back home, that she had gone to heaven. And that the way mommy had been behaving at the end wasn't really her, it was the disease that had made mommy act like that. But how could they truly understand? Their last memory of their mommy would be the crazed version of her, the sick version, acting more like an animal than a human being, not the loving mother she had been. It gave them nightmares, terrible nightmares. But at least the twins had each other, maybe they would get through this together?

Then Jane got sick.

If seeing his wife dying in front of him had been tough this was torture, soul-wrenching torture. Seeing his beautiful daughter, a spitting image of her mother, fall victim to the same disease that killed her mother almost destroyed Samuel, but somehow he managed to stay strong. He had to, for his children.

And soon it was only him and Matt left. Matt was convinced that he would die next, and the nightmares got even worse now that Jane wasn't around anymore. Samuel tried to convince Matt that everything would be okay, but in his heart Samuel knew that it wouldn't be. He could feel it in his bones that Matt would soon be gone as well, and so would he. All he prayed for was that Matt didn't have to watch his father die as well, Samuel knew that he had to hope for his son to die before he did to save him more even more mental anguish. If it hadn't been for the fact Samuel had to stay strong for Matt he would have ended his life right there and then, but he couldn't, he had to be there for Matt, be strong for him. He couldn't abandon his own son like that.

Every night they both woke up several times a night. Matt screaming from his nightmares, and Samuel with that sickening feeling in his stomach that told him Matt was sick. He checked Matt several times every night to make sure he wasn't sick. It was only a matter of time before they both would break down.

Of course, Matt got sick and died as well.

By now Samuel was numb, he had cried himself dry and his once infectious laughter was a thing of the past. Burying his son next to his wife and daughter he knew he couldn't stay here. Not here, not around all those memories. He had to leave. He didn't care where too, as long as it was somewhere else.

And with that he left his shattered life behind, expecting nothing but a lonely death somewhere in the big wasteland that the United States, and the rest of the world, had become.
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