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Post by Ringostarr on Dec 24, 2007 0:53:47 GMT -5
Rules; 1) Please state gender when joining. Please keep them around even. Double are welcomed... I will probably double as male and female... in fact I know I will. Lol. 2) Please keep ages 16-19 as that is who the camp is specifically designed for. 3) Follow the sites rules.
MATURITY; Anything goes, I'm pretty much fine with anything in roleplays because it makes them more real. If you wish to join but have a concern about the maturity please tell me and I can adjust it or something.
Plot; A small ship carrying a group of delinquent teenagers sets off on a voyage to hard labor. The 'camp' is to make them work and live with counselors who will 'try' and guide them.
However on the third day of the trip a sudden storm blows past and the ship sinks along with the crew but some of the teens are alive. They drift off to an island nearby and realize there is no human life. They also realize that the camp is not over until four weeks from now so they are stuck there at least till then and then they have hope to be rescued.
They now have an even greater challenge then before. They can either separate or try and work together to survive. Head will butt and harsh words will be exchanged.
This is the looks of the island that they end up on.... BTW
Setting; They are situated on a ship as the beginning of course then they end up drifting to a fairly large island with coral reef surrounding it. There is a picture of the shore above and there is also a large inlet of water in the middle of the island that jets out to the other side of the island (that they end up on that is). My character will find it I suppose. It looks like this,
Just pretend that the boat and people are not there. XD
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Post by EMILY™ on Dec 24, 2007 0:56:23 GMT -5
Ooc: Is it alright if I join as a male && female?
D: Though I probally won't be able to post my introduction until tomorrow.
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Post by Ringostarr on Dec 24, 2007 1:05:56 GMT -5
OOC||Sure you may and that's fine. I have to also revise my intros as I'm using new characters. Jack and Jocelyn.
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Post by EMILY™ on Dec 24, 2007 1:13:42 GMT -5
Ooc: Alright. Guess it works out fine, after all. xD
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Post by Ringostarr on Dec 24, 2007 11:21:43 GMT -5
Walking up to the door of the bathroom Jack held his breath. With a bucket of soapy water and a rag in one hand he opening the door with the others and nearly ran into the small bathroom.
‘What kind of shit job is this?’ he wondering, grinning at the irony. Though he imagined prison was rough he thought this place was pretty close to hell. Quickly he cleaned and ran out of the bathroom dropping the bucket and rag in the floor. He let in a deep breath of ‘fresh air’ and thought to himself, ‘Why the hell am I here?’ Thing was this eighteen year old knew exactly why he was there.
He could just picture it now, house up in flames. His eyes beamed. Fire was almighty. He set this guys house on fire… so what? Now he was stuck at some ‘camp’ doing who knows what for a bunch of lazy counsellors because his parents thought prison would not be the right choice. In a way he was glad. At least he could wear what he wanted and live semi-free by the ocean, which he rather enjoyed, but he hated everyone else. Normally while everyone else yapped on and on and received extra chores Jack listened. He listened to everything and laughed in his mind, sometimes out loud at how stupid these people were. He was not a criminal like the rest of them; he was just trying to get even.
At five foot eleven he stood. Jack wasn’t extremely built but he was fairly toned and his eyes were a deep brown. When he smiled two simples could be seen on wither cheek but that wouldn’t happen anytime soon considering the fact that he was currently enrolled in hell.
He wore a white wifebeater and a camouflage coloured jacket even though the temperature was reaching it’s extreme. On his legs was a pair of old jeans. They had holes into the knees. His hair was brown and blonde and was quite tousled at the moment.
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He stood motionless until he was pushed aside by a councillor yanking onto a girl’s arm. They were heading to the front of where the deck was.
“If I catch you again girl, I’ll throw you overboard.” The councillor said to her sternly. The girl looked over to Jack and rolled her eyes. She followed the councillor, but not by choice. She would much rather be going through everyone else’s stuff that out in the hot sun. It was around six o’clock but the sun was till bright and the humidity was almost unbearable.
“Now polish the railing or I’ll see to it that the chef bring you no more meals.” Threatened the councillor and pushed her toward the railings on the side of the ship. Slowly she picked up a rag and moved it around the railing with no effort. She could careless. Someone nearby snickered as she did this and that made her laugh, looking over to the councillor who was starring at her. “You can stop staring anytime now.” She told him bluntly and continued to ‘work’. The councillor was really starting to creep the seventeen year old out. He looked like a pervert, always grabbing her and starring, he did that to most of the girl here.
Jocelyn wiped her forehead, it was laced with sweat. Not from work, from the heat. She moved her hand to take her long brown hair away from her face. Her hair went to about just past the middle of her back. Her eyes were a boring brown and her skin was olive. Her was about five foot eight inches and her body was thin. Her face was make-up free. Who cared when no one but criminals and creepy councillors were around? Her features were strong but still very delicate looking, if that makes any sense at all and she was very outspoken and even a bit feisty.
On her body currently was a thin, rather skimpy light blue camisole, it was to hot for anything else and her butt and upper thighs were covered with torn jeans made into short.
Oh and back to the part about Jocelyn being surrounded by criminals, I guess she was one herself. A thief. That’s it, just a mere shoplifter. She was caught about twelve times now but that certainly doesn’t include the countless times that she was never caught. She stole just was about anything, though she loved designer handbags and shoes. The first time she stole she felt this rush. It was amazing. Funny thing was that her family was able to pay for everything they she stole but she felt so much better having stolen it. Jocelyn looked out into the horizon as the councillor spoke aloud to all who were on the deck,
“You know hot weather like this makes for a perfect storm.”
Jocelyn look at him in horror. Her face scrunched. ‘Was this guy off his rocker.’ She thought.
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Post by EMILY™ on Dec 24, 2007 15:42:42 GMT -5
Ooc: Very nice introduction ^^; I still have to come up with mine && now I have to eat and help my family wrap presents. I'll be back later & post it after I'm done writing it. Bye! [/sup]
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Post by Ringostarr on Dec 24, 2007 16:33:52 GMT -5
OOC||Thanks and okay. I'll see it then.
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Post by Kali on Dec 26, 2007 18:57:52 GMT -5
ooc// My intro won't be near as long as yours! Dang!
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Post by Ringostarr on Dec 26, 2007 19:00:39 GMT -5
OOC||Lol, don't worry. I really don't expect a novel at all. I just couldn't stop typing once I started XD Also I'm doing two characters.
All I ask is that you include the important stuff, everything else can be filled in as we go.
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Post by Kali on Dec 26, 2007 19:56:19 GMT -5
A 17 year old girl sat on the ship, back against the edge and a brown beer bottle in her hand. Yes, she had a beer bottle. She had snuck it onto the ship, the counsellors weren't very good at checking such things. Swirling it absentmindedly, she lifted it to her mouth and took a long swig. Victoria was a criminal, although she much preferred Troi. One of the reasons she was there, convicted with attempted murder of a boy who had called her Victoria. This was only ONE of the reasons, although probably the worst. She had been caught in posession of pot and alchohol when the cops had gone to arrest her for the boy's injuries. So she was a drug and alchohol addict, so what? Her past certainly justified it. Her father had abused her and her tiwin brother ever since they were toddlers, not to mention the repeated rape. The addictions were simply a way to dull the pain, or that's how it had started. Standing up, Tori looked over the edge into the blue, green water of the ocean, and with one large wave the beer bottle slipped out of her hand as she fel to the ground. "Fuck!" That had been her last bottle. She stood and tucked her long, black hair behind her ears, white eyes showing clearly. No, they weren't really white, but contacts that covered her naturally brown irises. And there was a counsleor. "Shuldn't you be working?" "You ganna make me bitch?" She asked, spitting at the counselor's shoes. "We do not use that language!!" The counselor sounded shocked, but this was normal behavior for Tori.
ooc// I don't know what job to make Tori do...
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Post by Ringostarr on Dec 26, 2007 21:07:25 GMT -5
OOC|Nice intro.. I love her raw 'I just don't give a shit' attitude.. lol. I'm guessing she'll be in many disagreements with my character, Jocelyn since they both are very head strong.
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Post by Kali on Dec 26, 2007 22:40:56 GMT -5
ooc// Thankyou! Yah... she is really hard after the abuse, and pretty much has to get her way, I like fights and stuff, they make things more interesting.
I forgot to mention in my intro that the boy she tried to kill killed her twin brother...
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Post by Ringostarr on Dec 26, 2007 22:45:02 GMT -5
Yah fights and such on roleplays are so much fun. I can't wait to start... we'll just have to wait for Emily.
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Post by EMILY™ on Dec 29, 2007 23:18:30 GMT -5
Ooc: You guys can continue without me if you want. I might not be able to do the roleplay D: [/sup]
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Post by Kali on Dec 30, 2007 0:03:55 GMT -5
ooc// Why not?
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