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So far so approved.
http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/72253/posts/ooc OOC is UP

Also princess. By all means. you are more than welcome.
This War of Mine


This Story is completely fictional, and simply based on a time of strife and darkness in South Africa. Any resemblances to actual people, or events are simply coincidence. The city this takes place in is completely fictitious.


It was 1994, though I remember it like it was yesterday. Apartheid had been over, but some were still upset about it. No one thought it would ever erupt like this, though. Some men and women had grown fed up with the government; they wanted Apartheid reinstated, and they’d do anything to do it. Thousands of people just rose up one day, with rifles and artillery that they had slowly acquired since the end of Apartheid. It was chaos for the first month that they took over the city, as they executed anyone who stood up to them, or simply because they felt like it. The citizens of the city retreated from the streets during the day, to escape the scorn of the rebels who had taken over. They only moved at night, attempting to take what they could without being shot. Then, the South African Army came with their artillery, missiles, tanks, and automatic weapons, but they were disorganized, ill trained, and unable to truly take the city and wipe the rebels out quickly.

Shells dropped from the sky, blowing craters into the streets, holes into houses, and the power went out in many places. The city was under attack once again; the South African Army had come to free them...hopefully. But freedom was a long way off, and who was to know it would take a whole year for the siege to break, the rebels to finally be wiped from our city, and for us to rebuild. During this year, it was hell in our city, as neighbors fought each other for food, and soldiers committed grave acts against both men and women, breaking them. Hundreds committed suicide, simply to escape the agony of living in this place. Stepping outside during the day was like signing your own death warrant, or worse.

You thought you found a place of relative safety, a place where you and others worked together to survive through this hell that surrounded you. Day by day, scavenging and scraping by, you worked not to die in this pit of despair. Did you though? Did you survive? Or did you succumb to the dangers that beset you with every waking and sleeping breath?
This RP is set in a city in South Africa shortly after the end of Apartheid in 1994, and lasting into 1995. Your goal is to survive the rebel onslaught of your city until the South African Army beats the rebels away. Your characters will be people who lived in the city before the rebel attacks and are mostly ordinary citizens. You have all found each other after flocking to a large house that was mostly abandoned. Though it is shelled a bit and some of the walls are blasted out, the door can still lock, most of the rooms are intact, and the structure is stable. Some tables are still in place, there even still seems to be a generator in the basement, and a bench with some simple tools left behind.You have all chosen to stay in this place, maybe for a feeling of comradery, protection, or simply because you have nowhere else to go. You are here now, here to survive.

This roleplay delves into disturbing issues of morality; this is a serious roleplay. There will be insinuations of horrible things having happened or happening. If you cannot be an adult and take these things maturely and seriously please don’t bother to apply. This roleplay is not for the faint of heart.


Rules

1.Maturity is a must. I put this on here first, because I feel it is the most important. If you can’t take this roleplay seriously then you don’t need to be here.

2.This is my roleplay; it’s my baby. I’ve thought very long and worked very hard on this. I have set it up a certain way and I am not going to change it on a whim for you. What I say goes in this RP. Please respect that.

3. Respect each other, this shouldn’t really have to be said, but I’m gonna say it.

4. While this RP is dark and mature, delving into targets not normally delved into, it goes without saying to not break the rules of the site while roleplaying this RP. FTBs and vague insinuations will do without bringing sexual roleplaying and such into the RP.

5. This is a high casual/low advanced RP, therefore posts need to be of a decent quality. A two paragraph minimum per post will be expected.

6. No Gary Sues/Mary Sues. No character is perfect. No former military characters; I want this to be average Joes and Janes. I’d really rather not have police officers, but one may happen.

7. Any items to be found during the course of the RP will be put forward by me and decided by your character whether or not you take it. It’s the easiest way for me to make sure no one is just getting anything they want.



Okay gonna post the IOC tonight
I am glad to see so much interest already
Gratuitous self bump
This War of Mine


This Story is completely fictional, and simply based on a time of strife and darkness in South Africa. Any resemblances to actual people, or events are simply coincidence. The city this takes place in is completely fictitious.


It was 1994, though I remember it like it was yesterday. Apartheid had been over, but some were still upset about it. No one thought it would ever erupt like this, though. Some men and women had grown fed up with the government; they wanted Apartheid reinstated, and they’d do anything to do it. Thousands of people just rose up one day, with rifles and artillery that they had slowly acquired since the end of Apartheid. It was chaos for the first month that they took over the city, as they executed anyone who stood up to them, or simply because they felt like it. The citizens of the city retreated from the streets during the day, to escape the scorn of the rebels who had taken over. They only moved at night, attempting to take what they could without being shot. Then, the South African Army came with their artillery, missiles, tanks, and automatic weapons, but they were disorganized, ill trained, and unable to truly take the city and wipe the rebels out quickly.

Shells dropped from the sky, blowing craters into the streets, holes into houses, and the power went out in many places. The city was under attack once again; the South African Army had come to free them...hopefully. But freedom was a long way off, and who was to know it would take a whole year for the siege to break, the rebels to finally be wiped from our city, and for us to rebuild. During this year, it was hell in our city, as neighbors fought each other for food, and soldiers committed grave acts against both men and women, breaking them. Hundreds committed suicide, simply to escape the agony of living in this place. Stepping outside during the day was like signing your own death warrant, or worse.

You thought you found a place of relative safety, a place where you and others worked together to survive through this hell that surrounded you. Day by day, scavenging and scraping by, you worked not to die in this pit of despair. Did you though? Did you survive? Or did you succumb to the dangers that beset you with every waking and sleeping breath?
This RP is set in a city in South Africa shortly after the end of Apartheid in 1994, and lasting into 1995. Your goal is to survive the rebel onslaught of your city until the South African Army beats the rebels away. Your characters will be people who lived in the city before the rebel attacks and are mostly ordinary citizens. You have all found each other after flocking to a large house that was mostly abandoned. Though it is shelled a bit and some of the walls are blasted out, the door can still lock, most of the rooms are intact, and the structure is stable. Some tables are still in place, there even still seems to be a generator in the basement, and a bench with some simple tools left behind.You have all chosen to stay in this place, maybe for a feeling of comradery, protection, or simply because you have nowhere else to go. You are here now, here to survive.

This roleplay delves into disturbing issues of morality; this is a serious roleplay. There will be insinuations of horrible things having happened or happening. If you cannot be an adult and take these things maturely and seriously please don’t bother to apply. This roleplay is not for the faint of heart.


Rules

1.Maturity is a must. I put this on here first, because I feel it is the most important. If you can’t take this roleplay seriously then you don’t need to be here.

2.This is my roleplay; it’s my baby. I’ve thought very long and worked very hard on this. I have set it up a certain way and I am not going to change it on a whim for you. What I say goes in this RP. Please respect that.

3. Respect each other, this shouldn’t really have to be said, but I’m gonna say it.

4. While this RP is dark and mature, delving into targets not normally delved into, it goes without saying to not break the rules of the site while roleplaying this RP. FTBs and vague insinuations will do without bringing sexual roleplaying and such into the RP.

5. This is a high casual/low advanced RP, therefore posts need to be of a decent quality. A two paragraph minimum per post will be expected.

6. No Gary Sues/Mary Sues. No character is perfect. No former military characters; I want this to be average Joes and Janes. I’d really rather not have police officers, but one may happen.

7. Any items to be found during the course of the RP will be put forward by me and decided by your character whether or not you take it. It’s the easiest way for me to make sure no one is just getting anything they want.





Note: This is NOT Red Dawn... If you catch my meaning
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