ramblingbard

Marvel/Avenger Training Camp

Sounds interesting.

Silent Hill-esque Survival Horror RP

Yeah, huge aversion to fire. She freaks out when my guy pulls out his lighter - even if he isn't even going to use it - and still wakes up with nightmares about it.

Silent Hill-esque Survival Horror RP

Is it okay if Bee and I are plotting a group thing for our characters? (And did your reply to me mean just two characters? A female and a male? 'Cause that's what I took it to mean but want to verify.)

But at any rate, I have a Jock type guy that's still getting over the fact that he was almost a dad when he was 17. (There's a long complicated thing to it, do you want me to get into it?)

And an artsy Virgin/Last Girl Standing girl is still getting over the fact that her house burnt down when she was seven (she bares scars from it) and her baby brother died in it (was only 14 months old.)

Silent Hill-esque Survival Horror RP

Awesome. And I figured as much. I'ma be starting to plot stuff anyways.

Silent Hill-esque Survival Horror RP

Okay, so how many characters are we each allowed?

Space survivors - who will make it? Intrest check

Yeah, my concept doesn't really mesh with the straight up astronaut theme. Sorry, but I don't think I would have fun making a character that fits the RP. Someone else is free to have my slot.

Silent Hill-esque Survival Horror RP

My interest is piqued.

I do have some questions though:
How many characters are each person allowed to have?
Are they allowed whatever they might have brought with them? (Say if someone were driving through as a short cut to a town they were going to stay at a while - would they have all the stuff that was in their car? Or a person that was camping and ended up getting turned around and wandering into town - having the stuff they packed for their camping trip?)
Also how dark are you looking? Kidnapped and tortured when ransom wouldn't pay out? Psychotic mother that would physically injure the child as a form of punishment (i.e. told the kid to stop making a face repeatedly and decides shoving the kid's hand into a bowl of boiling hot water is a proper form of punishment)? Accidentally killed a sibling when they were kids? Rape? More examples that are on the tip of my tongue?

Space survivors - who will make it? Intrest check

Awesome, because I had a concept that might not work in an only slightly more advanced setting.

Alone in the Crowd

"Brilliant," Wayne nearly shouted when he spotted the sign for the sweets shop before he happened upon the store. After all, if he was going to be getting along to a mandatory meeting at some point, he was going to want something to snack on and who knew what they might have at the hall. He wanted to know he liked something he was snacking on. What luck.

{So do you know how this works? Oooo, what are we getting? Watermelons? Sour strings?}

"I like surprise," he replied and entered the shop. Candy lining the walls, display cases for the better - 'home made' - sweets, aisles of brand names and others of candy like against the wall - for filling bags to buy by the pound. A lovelier sight he had yet to see, at least since showing up and especially since he hadn't actually looked around his place.

"Just lovely." Quickly throwing two bags together - one of assorted chocolates and one of assorted sugared sour treats - he checked out with a swipe of the card he was handed along with his welcome package.

<Great. Can we get to the meeting now?>

"Stop being so impatient," he mumbled. A handful of sour watermelon candies popped into his mouth. A grin spread onto his face as he wandered out of the shop. The hall was only a little ways away, a short five minute walk really. He'd be there in no time.

Powerless

Jennifer liked her little spot in the corner, even if she wasn't constantly watching the room in favor of being curled up into her own little world. It was the spot she sat content in every time she had to come out to the leisure room. On one of her chance look ups, she saw someone wearing a face mask walking around smelling people. Her brows pressed together, a frown taking control of her lips. Crazy or not, that was weird and she wasn't about to sit still to let the guy smell her.

She stood, keeping her sweatshirt hugged tightly to her with the sleeves balled up around her hands. Keeping as much space between her and the weird guy, she crossed the room to where her brother was and sat in one of the chairs close to him, but was against the wall instead of at the table at which he stood. She always felt more comfortable with her back to the wall than at a table anyways. Her legs tucked back up letting her curl up against one edge of the chair like she had on the other end of the room. Her gaze shifted over the others in the room, more wary now - after she saw someone walking around smelling people - than she had before.

Alex stepped closer, deciding to sit rather than hover over the girl and the table. He glanced to the side when he saw movement, and the corner of his lips turned up when he saw his sister moved closer. Turning his attention back to the woman, his gaze fell to the drawing when she offered it up. "Oh, wow, that's really good." He leaned closer to see the picture better. Even if she brushed off his compliment, the drawing was still better than anything he could do. Ever dream of doing, really. In the other institution, they kept wanting him to draw or paint or do something like that, but aside from very abstract paintings, nothing else looked good; when he tried to draw a dog people thought it was a cow.

"Did you do a lot of drawing before...here?" It felt awkward, just saying the question. He was still getting used to the idea that not everyone was in institutions before coming here. It was the newest arrivals that did it. He knew his sister hadn't been in another institution before, but that didn't really hold much weight for him since she could have ended up somewhere like this a long time ago. Discarding those thoughts, it was still fun to come across people with talent.