This is either a 1x1 or a 2x1, depending on whether or not the sniper wants to play as a playable character later in the thread (though it wouldn't make sense for him/her to post except right at the beginning and then later on in the RP if/when the participants were ever to meet him again).
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You were usually a pretty antisocial person before you died saving the girl of your dreams, one whom you had not even properly met yet, from certain death. Or at least you thought you did. So why have you two woken up on a seemingly deserted island that's barely a strip of beach, some jungle completely empty of living creatures, and a steep hill that is as lifeless as the beach? Well that's because both you and she died together. The sniper bullet that you jumped in front of went straight through your skull into the girl's, killing you both instantaneously.
So, what now? Welcome to the afterlife! You two could leave the island if you so wished, but there is nothing but ocean as far as the eye can see. You both frantically check your pockets upon waking up to find that you have no tools or possessions of any sort other than the bare clothes that were on your back when you died. The only upsides you can initially see to being dead? You no longer have urges to go Number One or Two. You no longer require food or drink, though it may still be habitual for you to try keeping up with nutrition at least for a time. Sleeping now takes no effort to induce, lasts effectively six hours on the nose, and it is impossible to dream. There are no negative effects of sleep deprivation, though as you first start out, you habitually feel fatigued after a normal amount of time. This effect should lessen GRADUALLY until both of you eventually don't want for it.
How will you spend your time on the island with the girl you didn't even know the name of before you tried to tackle her out of the way of a bullet? Oh by the way, this eighteen-year-old bomb shell knows judo and karate. Before her life was so rudely ended, she was a tenth kyu-level brown belt in karate, one step down from first degree (shodan) black belt. There does remain the question of why she was being shot at in the first place. How do you earn the girl's good graces to ask for a reason?
Later on in the RP, the sniper dies IRL and appears on the island with his/her rifle. Time for revenge, hehehe!
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I'd play as the girl. I don't care if it's FxF, FxM, FxFxF, FxMxM or FxFxM. If/when I make an OOC for this, I'll do it by application review since I'm a bit picky about my romance RPs. Oh, nearly forgot to mention: my safe word is cacao.
Not sure if this came out making sense or not as I wrote it around midnight. Screw it, it's getting posted anyway! ^,^
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Plot Summary:
You were usually a pretty antisocial person before you died saving the girl of your dreams, one whom you had not even properly met yet, from certain death. Or at least you thought you did. So why have you two woken up on a seemingly deserted island that's barely a strip of beach, some jungle completely empty of living creatures, and a steep hill that is as lifeless as the beach? Well that's because both you and she died together. The sniper bullet that you jumped in front of went straight through your skull into the girl's, killing you both instantaneously.
So, what now? Welcome to the afterlife! You two could leave the island if you so wished, but there is nothing but ocean as far as the eye can see. You both frantically check your pockets upon waking up to find that you have no tools or possessions of any sort other than the bare clothes that were on your back when you died. The only upsides you can initially see to being dead? You no longer have urges to go Number One or Two. You no longer require food or drink, though it may still be habitual for you to try keeping up with nutrition at least for a time. Sleeping now takes no effort to induce, lasts effectively six hours on the nose, and it is impossible to dream. There are no negative effects of sleep deprivation, though as you first start out, you habitually feel fatigued after a normal amount of time. This effect should lessen GRADUALLY until both of you eventually don't want for it.
How will you spend your time on the island with the girl you didn't even know the name of before you tried to tackle her out of the way of a bullet? Oh by the way, this eighteen-year-old bomb shell knows judo and karate. Before her life was so rudely ended, she was a tenth kyu-level brown belt in karate, one step down from first degree (shodan) black belt. There does remain the question of why she was being shot at in the first place. How do you earn the girl's good graces to ask for a reason?
Later on in the RP, the sniper dies IRL and appears on the island with his/her rifle. Time for revenge, hehehe!
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I'd play as the girl. I don't care if it's FxF, FxM, FxFxF, FxMxM or FxFxM. If/when I make an OOC for this, I'll do it by application review since I'm a bit picky about my romance RPs. Oh, nearly forgot to mention: my safe word is cacao.
Not sure if this came out making sense or not as I wrote it around midnight. Screw it, it's getting posted anyway! ^,^