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This rp will take place in the time period of the great depression. First of all, if you don't know what the great depression is, don't even bother joining. This is not going to involve magical elements in any way, so don't ask to be a vampire. There's enough vampire rps as it is. Please don't join if you aren't an active rper. I want this to last a long time. Also, this is my first time creating a rp, keep that in mind if I screw up.

Here's a character sheet. Yes, it is the El Manana sheet slightly modified.

Name:
Age:
Appearance:
Skills:
Background History:

For now, just post your character sheets and chat. I'll make an occ thread later. 3velynn, Exquisite Taste, and the other guy who posted in the rp thread, join! Besides these three, I'll allow two other (competant) people to join. If there's too many people in the rp, it won't move very fast, and it wouldn't make too much sense, given the rp setting. The rp will be starting in Highland Park, 'cause that's where my guy's from.
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Name: George W. Mason
Age: 25
Hometown: Highland Park, Michigan
Appearance: Wears a gray fedora hat that covers his black hair, wears a black pinstripe suit with gray stripes and black pants, with black shows and a white shirt underneath.
Skills: Has experience in business management from his job
Background History: Named after the first American president, George was very smart and not afraid of hard work. Graduating from college with a buisiness degree, George went on to become a manager at the Highland Park Ford Plant until 1929, when he lost his job like so many other people.
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Edit: OCC thread is here Great Depression OCC

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My pokemon roleplay.

Name: Cela Cruz (OOC is it cool to use the same name, or do people not like that, I'm kind of afraid I'll just get confused if I switch it up... lol)
Age: 22
Hometown: New York, NY
Appearance: Long silky black hair, small girl, but with a beautiful curved figure. Usually wearing a white, or light colored cotton top, and a long skirt, with some kind of flower or leaf pattern. Her general casual outfit, but it still makes her look like a rich girl to most people. Well, she was before.
Skills: college education, writing degree, plays guitar
Background History: Cela was from a very wealthy family. They weren't really affected by the depression. They had money, not in banks, and actually took advantage of the situation and the excess of cheap labor. The depression in a way helped finish putting her through college. Not that her family needed help with that at all. People had told her, she wasn't immune to the depression, but she always laughed it off. Cela had just finished college in Detroit. She was awaiting a train ticket from her parents, but it didn't come. Instead, she got a letter, not from her parents, but from a neighbor. According to the letter, her parents had both died in a house fire. Without a written will, their lawyer apparently was able to write him self in to inheriting all their possessions. This left Cela with her belongings in college, and nothing else. One second, she was rich, care free, the next, everything was take from her. She went out, trying to sell belongings, expensive dresses and such, but didn't get much from them. She had some money, but it didn't last long, before she knew it she was broke, everything gone or sold. The last night she could stay in the dorm past. She was out on the street with a bag full of her clothes, a few dollars, her guitar, and no idea how to live out on the street.

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Name: Blanch Patterson
Age: 24
Hometown: Atlanta, Georgia
Appearance: Wearing more of a maid's outfit [french style] then ever but when at home, she just wears aprons or a dress - being both a maid and a house wife until her husband had died in a fire.
Skills: Cleans houses
Background History: Born and raised in Atlanta, Georgia she moved to accomodate her husband's work who was in the air force at the time. Sadly, he passed in a horrific house fire that left her husbandless.

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[I am active in several role-plays at the moment and have room under my belt for plenty more. I enjoy any type and can create a character for many of them. Need something to keep my imagination in check, Heh.]

(OOC:lol, is there some subconscious correlation between the great depression and house fires, or was that just a coincidence?)

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(OOC:Just a coincidence. I would've better related House fire to the roaring 20's, lol. [Roaring, like roaring fires - get it?] But it was just a coincidence.)

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[I am active in several role-plays at the moment and have room under my belt for plenty more. I enjoy any type and can create a character for many of them. Need something to keep my imagination in check, Heh.]

(OCC: Yeah, it looked it was. You guys made your profiles within a minute of each other, and they're both great. I don't mind name repetition, but new names now and again does freshen things up. Do you guys want to wait until more people join to start or start now?)

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My pokemon roleplay.

(OOC:I'm down for whatever, this isn't really one where its hard to jump in.)

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(OCC:I feel like starting, so that works for me.)
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George sighed as he loaded the last of his belongings into his Model T. He would miss his house that he couldn't pay his loan on. "Sigh...why did I have to take out a loan? I could've just lived in an apartment or even the Ford Factory. It just doesn't seem right at all...I'd better get to the shop, where I can at least make a little money off of this car and my things."

George put his keys in the car, turning it on. Putting his hands on the wheel, the former Ford employee drove down to his destination, the Highland Pawn Shop. George stepped out of the car, locking the door.

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My pokemon roleplay.

Cela walked outside, her bag on her back, guitar case in her hand. What was she going to do? How was this happening to her? How could that man have stolen everything she had? It wasn't right, wasn't fair. She should have been back in her big house, big comfortable bed, or laying out in their beautiful garden, writing. She had to set this straight. Get back to New York, and fix everything. That's what she would do. Go take the police to that lawyer. What he did wasn't right, it couldn't have been legal. She didn't know how to live on the street, and she wasn't going to have to learn. She could hitch a ride back to New York, it might take some time, but she'd get there.

She walked out to the street, main highway going through town. She put her thumb out, walking east towards New York. A week from now, everything would be right. Except her parents, but, she didn't need to think about that. There was nothing she could do, and there was enough to worry about.

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George had sold most of his things at the pawn shop, but decided to keep the Model T. "This car can help me find a new job faster. I don't know where I'll go though...lucky for me I still have enough money to last me a little while," George thought, grateful for what he did have as he drove onto the highway.

George was driving along when he saw a woman holding her thumb out. "She's probably in worse trouble than I am," he thought. Pulling his car over, he asked "Where are you going?"

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My pokemon roleplay.