I stirred nervously in my seat as I watched the pipe slowly make its way around the circle. The drug we were smoking is called Dreamlove. It was a new drug discovered recently in the Nevada desert. No one knows where it came from or how it was found, but the word on the street was that it would give the best trip of your life. I was already a burnout and had tried almost every substance you can murder your body with, so when my buddies asked if I wanted to try something completely new, you can bet your ass I said yes. There was something about it though, something that made my skin crawl. "Kyle, you ready for this shit man?" My buddy Frank said as he gave me a low eyed smirk. Before I could answer, he took a long hit from the pipe. I watched as he exhaled and very slowly reclined back in his chair, and just like that, he was out. I grabbed the pipe from out of his hands. Thats when I realized that everyone else was out too. All 7 of my buddies were out after the first hit. I sat in silent awe. "Fuckin' amateurs". I said shaking my head. With a smile I took a hit. As I exhaled, the world began to slow down around me. I began to hear voices and distant laughter. I began to here distant music and people. I took one last look at friends as my world faded to white.
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I awoke to a world of sight and sound. I bolted out of my seat at the sudden change of environment. All around me were bright lights and signs. Music was playing somewhere in the distance. People of all shapes and sizes walked around me; laughing, running, yelling. I rubbed my eyes and couldn't believe what I was seeing. Am I in a fucking carnival? Clowns and men on stilts walked among the people. Games burst with light and sound. The smell of popcorn permeated the air. I must be tripping balls. I slowly walked towards the games, taking in everything as I go. I was no longer in Franks beat up shed smoking a pipe. I was somewhere else completely. I game I choose to play was some sort of Whack 'o Mole game. The hammer was made of metal and the moles resembled people. A weird fuckin' game I know. I smashed all seven of the moles easily. Expecting more I prepared myself, but no more came. The score at the top said "7 HITS! YOU WIN!". I shrugged and tossed the metal hammer aside. That was too easy. "Enjoying my carnival?" A low, sultry voice called behind me. I turned and saw the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. My heart began to race. Her sly, curvy grin captivated me. It was as if I was paralyzed. Before I could speak, she gracefully came up to me and whispered in my ear, "My name is Nirvana, and welcome to my carnival." And with that my world began to fade to white.
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I awoke back in Frank's shed. The day had gone by and it was getting dark outside. I sharp pain shot through my arm. I looked down and saw blood all over me. Arm, shirt, pants, everything. WHAT THE FUCK!? Beside me on the blood soaked floor was a metal hammer. Blood covered the entire damn thing. I looked around to see all of my mutilated friends. It was then that I realized.
I murdered all seven of them.
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Hello everyone! I'm looking for 3-5 people for an RP based on drugs and how far one would go to escape their reality.
Plot:
Our characters will be from all walks different walks of life, the only thing they have in common is that they all have done or going to do Dreamlove and they meet all meet in the carnival. They all must uncover the story of Dreamlove and the carnival, but theres a catch. With every use of Dreamlove the consequences get worst. First you may come to and find yourself outside of your house, naked and not knowing how the hell you got there. Or maybe you may find yourself in jail awaiting trail for the family you just killed or store you robbed and not knowing any of it either. How your character deals with Dreamlove and its aftermath is all your choice.
Character design:
Your character must have 2 sides of their coin. In the real world, they're office worker Bob, or caretaker Jill. But in the carnival they can be anyone they want to be. They're free from society and the outside world. They can even have names like Crystal Fairy, or Walrus, or Strawberry. I recommend drawing inspiration from psychedelic art and music.
Other:
-Characters can and will die
-Romance is the main story driver
-No limit on mature content just as long as it follows Roleplayer Guild rules
-Limited slots of people being accepted
Join today!
