There is a house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun.
It's been the ruin of many a poor child and God I know I'm one.
It's been the ruin of many a poor child and God I know I'm one.
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As a child attending Rising Sun Elementary School, life was a more simple time. You had a small class of only 8 students, all of which you relatively got along with. Years have passed since you attended that school, many of you achieving your dreams, and overcoming many early obstacles you had through your life. One morning a letter comes from one of your classmates; inside it reads that your teacher Ms. Deville is very ill and doesn't have much time to live, and would like to have a class reunion weekend at her house- your old school. Excited to see your old classmates you RSVP as quickly as possible and travel back to Rising Sun on the weekend of the now 15+ year reunion.
A huge spread of food and drinks are presented in buffet style on the outside premises of the house. One by one your classmates arrive and embrace in old times and good memories. Ms. Deville comes out and though sickly is in good spirits as she joins in eating, talking and reminiscing. As the evening goes on, you notice there are only 7 people from your old class present.
Who was it? Where are they? What happened?
You keep these thoughts to yourself until Ms. Deville goes to sleep, and you are alone shooting the breeze with your classmates. You all had the same thoughts, "Who was missing?" After you all search your brain a bit, repressed memories of the past flood back, and all the good feelings from this morning leave your body. The person you were thinking of was the boy in the basement of the house. The one you used to bully endlessly because he had a deformed face. The one that wore that mask. The one Ms. Deville told you was a very very bad boy, and to leave alone. "I wonder where he is now.." you ponder between the group as you retire to the guest rooms, wishing each other a good night.
The boy with the mask's name is Jack and he hasn't left the house yet.
He's not in the basement anymore, he lives inside the walls and he is out for revenge on the children who teased him.
A huge spread of food and drinks are presented in buffet style on the outside premises of the house. One by one your classmates arrive and embrace in old times and good memories. Ms. Deville comes out and though sickly is in good spirits as she joins in eating, talking and reminiscing. As the evening goes on, you notice there are only 7 people from your old class present.
Who was it? Where are they? What happened?
You keep these thoughts to yourself until Ms. Deville goes to sleep, and you are alone shooting the breeze with your classmates. You all had the same thoughts, "Who was missing?" After you all search your brain a bit, repressed memories of the past flood back, and all the good feelings from this morning leave your body. The person you were thinking of was the boy in the basement of the house. The one you used to bully endlessly because he had a deformed face. The one that wore that mask. The one Ms. Deville told you was a very very bad boy, and to leave alone. "I wonder where he is now.." you ponder between the group as you retire to the guest rooms, wishing each other a good night.
The boy with the mask's name is Jack and he hasn't left the house yet.
He's not in the basement anymore, he lives inside the walls and he is out for revenge on the children who teased him.
You
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(: So that is my basic idea! This roleplay will be open for 7 and ONLY 7 people as I will be playing Ms. Deville and Jack. One of the classmates will be my co-gm and I would love to have someone who has a creative mind behind them to help think of plot ideas :) The roleplay will contain death- as everyone will be dead by the end of the last day of the reunion- the order hasn't been decided yet.. but it will happen to you eventually! It will also contain mature themes- so be forewarned.
This is a relaunch of a roleplay I've tried a few times, but it seems that every time I try to host a roleplay that something bad happens in my life and I am unable to continue my position. HOWEVER, I am about to kick that theory in the ass, and I'm looking for a gang of cutie pies to do just that.
Anywho- please let me know if you have any questions or concerns and I'll answer them as best I can.
:) I will get to work on the OOC once I get about 3-5 interested people.
