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New Elysium [High-Casual]

Yo, I'm interested! I can tell that this is gonna be great!

One Rainy Night in Chicago- Superhero/ Vigilante RP (NO SUPERPOWERS)

Well, this looks like it's gonna be awesome. I'm interested!

Divided We Stand

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Jackson Hunt

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Location: The Party -> Dorm Room
Interacting With: Gianna via note @lovely complex
Mood: Shocked -> Calm -> Confident... sort of

Party Outfit

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The party had seemingly exploded into action, and in the same way, it fell into a frightening silence. Normally, Jackson would appreciate a situation like this, but this silence wasn't the sort brought on by something like a walk in the woods or a morning where you wake up an hour early and realize you have more time to sleep. This silence threatened to wreak havoc, as it had, and there was one person still smiling in the center of it all. Gianna. He couldn't help but think of her with a sort of spite. It was clear to see that she had intended all of this to happen. Samantha was a wreck, Avalon and Will would have to apologize for what they did under Gia's pheromones, and he could only imagine how Kayla felt after all of this. It sickened him to see someone rip others apart like that, and Gia did it with such ease. He wasn't too sure what to do. It wasn't like he could just throw away his plans with Gia; that would only say that she didn't mean anything to him in the first place. On the other hand, he wasn't too sure if he could handle it. How can anyone do something like that?

... Well, I suppose I ought to know...

It had been his freshman year at Mayweather, about halfway into the second semester. He had been talking to a senior who had befriended him early on in the year, and they were both outsiders, drawn together by that fact alone. The two were good friends, and Jackson remembered looking up to him. In truth, Jackson couldn't even remember his name now, but he did remember the day that the senior had asked him an important question. "You don't seem like the sort who's here to save the world or protect the innocent or whatever. You've got your own agenda, and if it isn't too personal, I'd like to hear it." Jackson remembered being put off guard by the question, but at the same time, he had spent a lot of time answering the question himself: why was he here at Mayweather? He had taken a deep breath before responding.

"I've never been the sort of guy who people look up to, or the one who protects others, or even the one who fights for what they think is right. To be honest, I've made mistakes, and I've held the weight of those mistakes on my shoulders for almost my entire life. If anyone really knew me, then they would think that I belonged in Delphina, without a doubt. Like you said, I'm not here to save the world for fight evil or anything. I just want to prove that it's okay for people, for heroes, for villains, to make mistakes, because we're all human. No matter who you are or what you've done, I just think that everyone deserves a second chance."

Everyone deserves a second chance. Jackson brought himself from the memory and looked back at Gianna. For the first time, he actually looked at her, studied her expressions and pieced together her feelings. From his perspective, she knew that she had messed with a group of friends, and she had broken through Samantha's armor and stabbed her through the heart. And perhaps she saw that as a victory. Maybe that was her way of keeping control, not just of others, but of herself. "It's a long shot, but even Gia deserves a second chance." he said to himself, deciding on a course of action. He grabbed a napkin from a table and jotted down a quick note on it, before looking up and seeing that Gianna was about to leave the party. Quickly, he stopped time and rushed through the crowd, once again frozen in time, towards her. Taking a look at her dress, he didn't see any pockets, so he simply placed the note in her hand. If she noticed it, she would see that it read:

Listen, I know that we barely know each other, but that speech you gave on the difference between heroes and villains? That was awesome. Perhaps we should get to know each other better?

-Jackson

On the back of the note, he had written his cell phone number. With that done, he left the party and waited until he was back in his own dorm room before starting time again. Was Lucas' side of the room this trashed before? At this rate, he was too drunk and nervous to care, so he laid down on his bed and tried to relax. He knew that she might write him off as one of the many who practically lusted after her, but at least it was out of his hands now.

Stranded - Open Ocean

Ryan Phillips

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The Big Island; 10:21 PM

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Do not freak out. Stay calm.

Do. Not. Freak. Out.

The sound of his own ridiculously heavy breathing filled the air, the only sound that Ryan could hear. He had scrambled away from the ocean as soon as he felt the sand beneath his toes, liking his chances on land better than in the ocean. Still, everything had seemed to happen in a bit of a daze. Okay, so I was on the plane, and the plane crashed into the ocean, and now... I'm on an island. What are the odds of that? Ryan looked around the beach and saw that it was just like you'd expect an uninhabited tropical island to be like; scattered palm trees higher on the coast, plenty of sand, and a more forested area further inland. It almost felt too good to be true that the plane happened to crash close by, and Ryan could easily imagine it being the setting for a vacation romance novel or the island survival writings which he was accustomed to. "If this is some sort of writer's purgatory or something, I'd have to say that I'm disappointed!" Ryan shouted to the sky, almost as if someone were watching him through a hidden camera. What am I doing? The thought ran through his head almost as quickly as the realization. "Oh no. No way am I going insane from sleep deprivation or anything like that," he said to himself, rolling around to find what felt like a "comfortable" pile of sand. "I know you, island," he spoke, this time to the island itself.

"And I'm not gonna let you take me down."

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Time passes...

7:40 AM

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As soon as Ryan opened his eyes, the sunlight hit him like a truck. Oh, right. The sun rises earlier near the equator. Good to know. He sat up despite the tiredness that spread through all of his bones. After taking a few moments to calm himself, he realized that technically, he had just survived his first night on a stranded island. He celebrated the small achievement before trying to decide what to do next. "Thank you, Dead Waters!" he mumbled gratefully, referring to the island survival series that he had written years ago. Working on the trilogy bad required him to analyze every possible aspect of surviving on an island, and he theoretically had all the information he needed. Putting the information into practical use, however, would be another task entirely.

Obviously, the first thing he wanted to look for was a source of fresh water. Everyone knew that you were dead without it, and salt water couldn't be desalinated without expensive equipment. His next priority would be fire, which would serve the quadruple purpose of providing warmth, cooking food, purifying water, and potentially signaling passing aircraft. Only after that would he set his sights to food and shelter. Ryan knew that he could either search on the coast or in the forest, and he quickly decided on searching the coast. "I'll be less likely to get lost and more likely to find moving water rather than stagnant." With that said, he turned and began walking along the coast, looking for a stream connected to the ocean that could serve as a water source.

It shouldn't be too hard. Right?

Hogwarts

Cameron Ramsey Jr.

Currently in Diagon Alley, Madame Malkins' Robes

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Interacting With: Liliana @carla6677

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Cameron couldn't help but go into a bit of a daze afterwards. Students entered the store and joined the chaos of the store, but he stood in the corner until eventually, all of the measuring tapes finished their measurements and sped behind the counter to do... whatever it is that magical measuring tapes do. He looked around at the rest of the students, clearly excited from everything that was going on. Suddenly, he noticed something felt off about the group. Wasn't there two identical twins in here? Even if he had gone quiet for a moment, two girls who looked almost exactly alike wasn't an observation that went under his radar. He examined the group and found that while one still remained, the other was unseen. He left the group of first-years and looked around the store, but he still did not see her. Looking to the store front, he saw her. Curled up into a fetal position, he watched her and felt a strange feeling in his gut. It wasn't pity and it wasn't guilt; it felt more like the girl almost radiated a sort of... empty space. Leaving the shop, he joined her on the front steps of the shop and remained silent, simply sitting down beside her. Once he was situated, he gave her a few moments before quietly saying, "I understand." He kept his gaze on the street, looking at some of the passing wizards. He smiled as he thought of how perspective could change one's understanding entirely. Maybe they think that we're friends or siblings, but they would never guess that we don't even know each other's names. So he sat, silently, as the world turned and lives went on and two kids sat on the steps of a clothing store.

Stranded - Open Ocean

Yo, just a quick heads up saying that I'm back from the Appalachian mountains! The hike was awesome, but I'm pretty exhausted. I'll try and make my first post by tomorrow.

Hogwarts

Yo, just a quick heads up saying that I'm back from the Appalachian mountains! The hike was awesome, but I'm also pretty exhausted. I'll try and post IC by tomorrow.

Divided We Stand

@lovely complex Just responding to the roll call. Of course I'm still interested!

And also, I'm back from the Appalachians! Well, back-ish. I'm still on the road on the way back home, so Internet connection will be sketchy at best. Anyway, the hike was exhausting but plenty of fun. Expect more activity as I sit on my couch with nothing to do but watch TV and nurse my blisters and tick bites.

The Nightmare of Dunwick Manor

Yo, I just wanted to tell you that I'm going to be gone for the next week, as I will be hiking on the Appalachian Trail. With a roleplay like this, I'm not sure if I will be able to start late, especially a week late, so I'm not sure if I can stay with this. Ava atque vale, and good luck to you all.

Hogwarts

Yo, I just wanted to tell you that I'm going to be gone for the next week, as I will be hiking on the Appalachian Trail. I will try to post later next week, though, so expect me to start rather rushed compared to the rest of you.