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lunexor
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 9:47 pm
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| Storyline
Intro
Cold stone presses against your spine, as those bleary eyes of yours begin to blink, battling the darkness that surrounds you.
Welcome to the infamous 'Stone Dome.'
The Stone Dome is a massive arena reminiscent of the gladiator pits. It features a large platform for fights, and ample seating for the audience to 'ooohh' and 'ahh' in.
Unfortunatily, you aren't part of the audience.
You have been taken, stolen, away from your homeland. Your birthplace.
Your independence has been stripped from you, your dignity shorn.
And the guardians of the arena claim the only way to regain your dignity is to fight for it.
Will you fight, and loose your soul in the arena?
Is hope just a corner away?
Can you all band together and find a way out?
Is it just best to live life before you die?
Characters
You will not need to post a character profile due to the fact thats just silly. You already have one. Your Midorea profile. Thats where you are from, and thats your age, gender, etc, and etc.
Please don't play the annoying self-reppresed drama queen. Frankily, we don't want that. This is a simple, put together roleplay.
Don't take it too seriousily.
When you first post, you are a new arrival. Sorry, but everyone starts at the bottom (no matter the age of the character) But be friendly, and start talking with other people, roleplay.
Rules
1.Your character profile is the one that your Midorea Avatar is.
2.Once you post, you keep posting.
3.No GMing Or PP
4.If you DARE use chatspeak. . .
5.Play nice ; D
6.Keep it PG-13. And thats stretching it pretty far, seeing some of those movies that are PG-13 are rather graphic.
(I sound like an old lady)
7. Follow guidlines set by forum.
8. Rules change whenever, wherever.
9. Third Person. No first persons.
Blacklist
(people who have not posted in such a long time, or use chatspeak.)
-None- (lets keep it that way)
Alright, thats all for now. (let the roleplaying begin!
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lunexor
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 9:54 pm
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| "New arrivals!"
Screams a gruff voice, one that matches the heavyset body that is needed for a Stone Dome guardian. His muscles ripple under his skin like a dozen writhing snakes, trying to escape. And by the looks the Stone Dome fighters are giving him, there might as well be snakes choc-full of venom in his biceps. His announcement is recieved with a steady nod from one of his fellow Stone Dome Guardians, who is working to clear out a room for the newcomers. It isn't an easy task, some of the corpses have been left there for days, and now stick to the ground like glue.
For such a hellish place, the corpses seem to want to keep hold, maintain a connection to earth. This connection is severed by a shovel that the guardian plants between the ground and the body. Shards of spinal bone are left behind for the newcomers, who will soon be arriving in the room.
Those who have been there long enough watch with weary eyes from their own rooms, where the stench is comparable to rotten eggs and discarded leftovers. They look forward to the newcomers, the fresh blood to fight with in the arena. The newcomers they can taunt. One man, who stands alone in his room is the champion of the arena has another purpose to be anticipating the newcomers.
His muscles bare down in anticipation and his teeth clench.
Its almost snacktime.
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Keito
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 7:36 pm
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| It was so cold... She reached to pull her blanket back over herself. Why was it so cold? She felt like she was sleeping on ice... Her fingers brushed against the stone floor and she frowned slightly, begining to wake up. 'Wait...' She thought, confused about the texture beneath her fingers and it's temperature. 'Doesn't feel like the wagon's floor...'
Then... her finger was pricked by a left of shard of spinal bone and she sat up quickly, awakened the rest of the way by the sudden pain. She examined her finger and wrapped it in some of her own clothing to help stop the bleeding.
It only took her a moment to realize she was in deep trouble and that no one would be coming to rescue her. Even if some of her faithful book traders did notice she failed to roam back into their town, they would have no idea what happend to her or where to begin looking for her.
She looked around once again, trying to see what was at her disposal... trying to formulate some sort of plan. That was when she sighted the man in the room directly across from hers, the arena champion. She tried to offer him a smile even tho she was frightend. "Excuse me... but would you please tell me where I am? Is this prison? I really didn't mean to break any laws... really! If I parked my land on someone's private land I'll try to come up with the coin to pay the fee... I promise..."
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| _________________ QUEST complete!
Donations: 2
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Laviina
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 4:22 pm
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| {[OOC- waitwaitwait- So... Siobhan is the.. um... leader guy or what o.O...... */ooc*]}
Another strange thought hopped into her mind in the middle of a dream. She turned over to listen to her alarm clock and hear the silent "Tick... Tick... Tick... Tick..." except she merely heard the echo of the room around her. It was a common thing to be such a strange person- You hear everything. Except sometimes everything's bad.
She opened one eye- the one that was closest to the floor- and watched the soft rock. Instinctively she opened her other eye and turned to lay on her back once more. Gazing at the ceiling high above her mouth hung open like the door of a hinge left ajar.
She slowly sat up, her mouth frozen in the horrified position it was a few moments earlier. She turned, and then looked at the floor, slowly closing her mouth. It looked like the remains of a slaughterhouse. She cringed and looked up to see another girl in the same position, along with someone else that had shouted a word that woke her. Lavii turned and tried to focus her vision, but she just couldn't. It was too hard for her. She just sat there, looking at the bones and corpses of people who'd probably had the same situatin.
And then it hit her.
She stood up bolt and looked at the Arena she was in. Backing up to one of the walls, she looked for a way out of the ring. She knew she was doomed for death. She wanted to go home, and just STAY there. With her family and everything.
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