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@MissCapnCrunch Sorry, but I can't really this school week. I'll post next weekend. Or I'll try to make up an post in my free time this week, I guess.

Street racing / Need For Speed-ish roleplay?

Sorry for my absence, everyone. School and other things have been beating me nearly to death.

I'll get on this more tomorrow on Monday.

@KiritoAsuna@sMoKe@Dynamo Frokane@Forsythe@Leoven@AdmrlStalfos19

The Clarice Curse

Brody Morrison

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As Brody listened to the loud (and a little obnoxious) teacher speak about math, at least that's what he thought at the moment. Brody kept to himself, resting on his desk. Luckily, and soon enough the bell had rang and Brody ran like a blur out the door.

Brody smiled to himself. He was heading toward his club, and they're searching if the Clarice Curse is real. Sure, teachers and students think they're just crazy nerds, but there's waaaaay too much things around the school that prove something's lurking. Brody placed his ear plugs in his ears, and played a song as he headed toward the club room.

He started listening towards the song known as, well, Song 2 by Blur. It was pretty catchy, at least to him. Brody walked into the club room, humming the song.

"Uh... hi?" Brody asked everyone else in the room, he glanced around the room nervously. Since almost everyone was here, he wasn't sure if he was late or not. He figured he wasn't, and pulled out his ear plugs from his ears. He scratched the back of his neck. He figured he wasn't and clasped his hands together. "So, what are we up to today?"

The Clarice Curse

Sorry for my absence, but I am back. Kinda got busy and almost forgot about this roleplay.

Street racing / Need For Speed-ish roleplay?

@AdmrlStalfos19@KiritoAsuna@Forsythe@KiritoAsuna

Well, of course the characters are not going to always be racing.

As for playing dirty, hmmm. I'm thinking maybe that a certain number in that virtual role would let you get to slam in anybody NEAR you, or in front of you.

And sharp corners, a certain virtual roll would possibly also send them flying into the wall. There's 50% percent chance of them actually being unable to drive anymore. Well, if they have even a second horrible virtual roll that is.

And like I said, I think actually maybe going for a realistic term of cars for this might would make sense. Which car is actually the fastest in real life, could win in the roleplay. But I'm not sure if ya'll would like that.

Anyways, I'm thinking maybe you would get to drive exotic cars. I'm thinking of the 'young and rich' type of racers anyways.

Street racing / Need For Speed-ish roleplay?

@AdmrlStalfos19@sMoKe@Forsythe@Leoven

Basically, the idea for the racing mechanic is simple! Well, only if you would want to go with it. I'll roll a virtual dice, and choose who speeds off faster. The more numbers you get on the dice, the more MPH get added to your top speed only in that race.

I have another idea, a more realistic one, where I check out your cars and see which is faster. Then tell you who realistically would win in a race unless they slipped up.

If you any suggestions for a racing mechanic, please suggest it.

Anyways, here's the idea: It might take place in a future, unless you want it to be modern/NFS: Underground-ish.

Street racing / Need For Speed-ish roleplay?

I wanna try something way different.

I've been having a thing for cars recently. Well, any car that's sportsy or a sport sedan. And I've been wondering, what would it be like to have a roleplay about street racers? Just a little experiment I'd like to try out. I'm thinking of a plot for it as well, that isn't bad and cheesy, I just want to know what some of ya'll think. That's all.

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I left it open for anyone to interact with my character if they had thought about it.

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Miles Payton

Location: Homeroom
Interaction: Not exactly anyone.

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Miles sighed as he sat in his chair. In Homeroom, he had really never do anything besides read one of his books. Unfortunately, on that note, he didn't bring a book with him to read. Which just left him to his normal boredom. He had put on his contact lenses that morning, just to spice it up from him usually wearing his thick black glasses. Miles tapped the desk in front of him as he waited for the time to pass by.

Miles had heard the others speak and talk about to the others, as he looked around. He didn't really know his group, and didn't really care to know them at all. They all seemed... what's the word? He didn't exactly think of them as uninteresting, but in a way, he guessed they were. At least, uninteresting to him for now. Miles didn't really get a long with people, and even though most of the group were intelligent and clever, they still just seemed boring and dull.

"When is Homeroom gonna end...?" Miles muttered in a soft quiet groan. He shifted his position in his seat, his boring and somber expression wide and visible across his face. Miles scratched the back of his head, and yawned loudly.

He didn't mean to be that loud with his yawn, but it was too late to take it back. He shifted his eyes across the room to make sure no one was staring at him. Even though he couldn't see it, he was sure someone was staring at him. Oops.

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@RBYDark I dunno who to interact with though tbh.