Lemons

Planet Unkown-Scifi Roleplay with 3 Races/Factions

Well we can try!

...Somehow!

Harmonica - (Fantasy Based RP)

Gavin, quite frankly, had no idea what to do. After about ten minutes of waiting around for the station to become slightly less crowded, he'd suffered some sort of relapse from getting his head slammed very, very hard into a steel pole and had staggered a few paces before slumping over unconscious. Now he finally woke up, disoriented and nauseous, to find himself on an empty platform. His clumsy fingers fumbled with his wristband, but couldn't produce the desired result, and his head was still a little too woozy to understand what green lights on the ground would mean. As he attempted to sit up, he was instantly dragged down again before remembering that he had roughly thirty pounds of steel on his back, preventing him from rising. After some effort, he managed to wriggle out of the backpack's stranglehold and stand shakily, looking around drowsily. Something caught his eye and he focused on it.

Standing there was salvation in the form of a red-haired older boy with red-orange eyes, scrolling down his own map. Sidling up, Gavin attempted to speak.

"Hey."

His voice was raspy and dry, and constituted barely a whisper, but on the dead-silent platform, you could hear a pin drop. Gavin motioned to the holographic screen, concentrating on speaking a little more clearly. "Mind if I take a look at that?" He crossed his fingers behind his back, hoping that this guy wasn't like the people back in the old city.

Harmonica - (Fantasy Based RP)

After a minute or so, Gavin finally recovered from the ringing in his head. I think I just got headslammed into a pole. Yep, that happened. Rubbing his nose ruefully, he suddenly noticed that the train had stopped, and had indeed been slowing down for the past few minutes. Still just as clueless as ever, he mentally sighed, then shouldered his bag of metal, grunting at the weight, and walked to the door. Outside, the air was warm and muggy, the humidity well past 80 percent. He groaned under his breath, taking his hoodie off and shoving it into his bag with the steel. Rolling his shoulders, he settled his t-shirt properly, then grasped the bag again.

Hearing a slight sound from the train, he glanced back, seeing "Evelyn" dropping a small assortment of items. The coin? Meh. The metal was too pale for steel or iron, probably silver, and was thus useless to him. The knife was a little bit more interesting. Silver knives were impractical, so it was most likely made of stainless steel. The final piece was the most intriguing. It looked to be a name tag. Before somebody walked in front of him, he could read the letter "S" as the first letter. He smiled with a sort of joyless satisfaction and muttered, "I knew you were lying about your name..." under his breath. That left the question, what was her real name? Reflecting on how to find out, he mirrored her actions, pressing hard upon his solid-steel armband and scrolling through the menus.

Slice-of-life High School

Oh sorry Lemons was not paying attention...

Planet Unkown-Scifi Roleplay with 3 Races/Factions

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Slice-of-life High School

Haru's eyes finally slipped open about half an hour later, fluttering for a minute or so before finally actually registering visual stimuli. He groaned and rolled over, and only when he rolled over an arm did he realize that someone was sitting next to him. Looking up, he saw Hotaru sitting above him. He swallowed. I just rolled onto her arm, didn't I? He winced. It hurt to think, and when he tried to speak, his voice came out as a muffled "Wh'ppend?" Making a frustrated noise, he concentrated on speaking and tried again, this time a bit more forcefully. "Whu' happned?" Good enough. I remember hitting something hard, but that's about it. Almost as an afterthought, he added "Srry for your arm."

Attempting to sit up, he watched as the room spun, spiraling around a point somewhere to his left. He groaned again, louder this time, then flopped down again. The nurse rushed over. "Please, you have to stay there. I think you have a concussion. Just...lie still for awhile, okay?" She placed a small plastic cup of water in his hand, and two painkillers in the other hand, then bustled off again, fetching a clipboard and writing feverishly.

Harmonica - (Fantasy Based RP)

Gavin started a little in surprise as Evelyn walked over to him, asking about what was wrong. He briefly toyed with the idea of messing with her, but instead simply groused, "So...bored...SO...BORED..." Sighing, he walked over to his stash of metal, twisting it into a spiral before melting it into cold liquid. "What do you do whenever you can't think of...ah, nevermind, you probably just look into peoples' minds or whatever it is you do, I don't even remember..." The metal slowly melted around his hands and solidified, turning into fists like hammers. He smacked them together, boredom temporarily forgotten. "What was I talking about before, when we had just gotten on the train...? Riiight, the aliens. They're going to gas us all, or vaporize us, or eat us, or something. And then...OF COURSE!" People around him looked at him strangely as he chuckled self-consciously and and apologized.

"Anyway, it all makes sense now! That blonde kid must've been an agent for the aliens, searching for dissent! I bet he can read minds! He saw what I was thinking!" He shook the young lady. "They're coming for me! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES! RUN FOR WHAT LITTLE SEMBLANCE OF LIFE YOU MIGHT HAVE REMAINING...! Or he was just some random kid. NOPE, definitely an agent spying on us." He pulled her in closer and whispered in her ears. "If you see him, break his neck as fast as you can so he can't report it to them. You never know, he could be anywhere...

Slice-of-life High School

(Sorry I haven't posted in awhile. Real life interceded 'n stuff.)

Haru was bouncing on something. He smiled faintly and, as he opened his eyes, was treated to the extraordinarily vertigo-inducing sight of the floor bouncing along above him. A couple seconds later, he felt the wonderful feeling of someone's shoulder blade digging into his sternum. This could be significantly more confortable...also KAMI-SAMA why does my nose hurt so much? It was quite obvious to him that he was being carried somewhere, quite possibly against his will, and the person under him was carrying him like a sack of potatoes. His muscles tensed unconsciously as he prepared to twist out of the person's grasp, when suddenly...they stopped. Turning his head around as far as he could, he saw the words ...ken-shitsu. He was unable to read the rest of it, as the person's torso obscured it. Letting out a weak groan, he dropped his head again as the world spun around him from the movement. ...I feel dizzy...I think I'll just...take a.....little..........nap............"

Let the snoring begin.
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The boredom was crippling.

Sakaki sat in her class, not even bothering to look down at her books. She could hardly believe it was a third-year class; everything was extremely basic. People just could not understand this kind of stuff. [i]Ugh, you people. No wonder the future of Japan is in the drain, if people actually consider this Lit. class difficult. She sighed and simply buried her head in her arm, which lay on the desk, resting in the crook of her elbow. There was a sudden crack sound, and just a split second later, the feeling of a very hard piece of wood colliding with her head at high speeds.

(In case anyone's wondering, the words Haru saw were Hoken-Shitsu, which means Nurse's Office.)

Planet Unkown-Scifi Roleplay with 3 Races/Factions

Name: Aría Árórasdottr

Race: Caletans

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Appearance: (Picture or description) Remove the cigarette.

Personality: Aría is a short-tempered, hotheaded girl that seldom thinks things through before jumping in and doing something extraordinarily stupid. If you get on her bad side, then God help you. Your flesh will be dissolving within about thirty seconds. If you get on her good side...God help you. She'll drag you all over the galaxy searching for something to do and getting bored of it soon afterwards; things seldom hold her interest for longer than a few weeks, and when they do, they're almost always dangerous. When she isn't angry, though, she's...well, not exactly cheerful, but optimistic.

Unique Racial Attribute: (Each race has a different attribute that is unique to their race. For Caletans it is what branch of bio-technology they specialize in, for Halepotians it is the melee weapon that they use in battle and use for spiritual rituals, and for the Jalaki it is the radioactive isotope they use in their nuclear inventions.) Aría has a fondness for poisonous plants such as hemlock, yew, nightshade, etc., which she uses to create deadly chemical compounds.

Slice-of-life High School

*Squish*