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Post by soulmusician on Jan 4, 2010 12:02:26 GMT -5
Sure you are.
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Post by Whateversam on Jan 5, 2010 19:52:39 GMT -5
It was nearly seven o'clock. Angela had just finished her chores. She sighed and went back upstairs to try and figure out what the message sent to her meant. She was desperate and would try anything. She would try the friend she met on another website if it came down to it. She would destroy this website if she had to. Report it to the IRS or the CIA or even the president for all she cared. She wanted something to be done. She wouldn't report the website though.
"I need this website." She thought to herself. "It might be a chance to find some new friends who I can relate to. People who can actually see the true side of me. Maybe, just maybe, it could happen."
She went to answers.com, ready to type in what does it mean to listen, but she was cut short by her father that just nearly rammed her door down.
"Dinners cold. You were too stupid to finish your chores on time and eat when the rest of this family did. Get downstairs this instant."
Angela got up and headed for the stairs. She rolled her eyes without her father noticing. So much for finding out what to listen meant.
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Post by soulmusician on Feb 7, 2010 11:40:19 GMT -5
Hehe, another post
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Before the bell had finished ringing, Corinne had grabbed her book and was out in the hallway. Students were slowly flooding out of their classrooms, all heading down one hallway towards the cafeteria. Corinne walked in the opposite direction, stopping at her locker to grab a bag of pretzels she had bought at lunch the other day but been un-able to finish, and walked into the school library. Normally she'd browse the shelves for something new, but today she headed strait for the computers. She typed in the URL to the "REF" site that she had written down that morning. The site didn't appear to have changed yet. "LEADER" hadn't posted anything new, and none of the other members of the website had, either. <Watch…> she thought again. <What should I watch? TV? People?> She looked up from the computer. All she saw were some other students. One running to the bathroom, another Googling something, another digging through things in their backpack. Nothing out of the ordinary. She looked again, though. Was that student who ran to the bathroom crying? Was there something suspicious about the way the third student was rummaging in their backpack, looking around occasionally? Corinne looked down at her hands, poised to type. After a few minutes of thinking, she closed out of the internet after erasing the browsing history, and left still deep in thought.
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Blah…
Don’t ask…
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Post by Whateversam on Mar 9, 2010 20:20:36 GMT -5
It was a long day for Angela. The bullied kids were finally beginning to stand up to her. They told teacher after teacher after teacher which meant detention and detention and i.s.s after another. She was stuck in school for a very long time. By the time she got home her parents were already eating dinner.
"What the hell took you so longer?" belowed her father.
"I'm sorry, father. The teachers kept me at school late because they needed help with something. I'm sorry if I caused you any inconvience. I'll start my chores right away." She walked up the stairs to her room.
She dropped her backpack on the floor and brought out the broom and dustpan. She always started with the kitchen. While she broomed, she eavesdropped on her parent's conversation.
"Greg, you better leave her alone. She's just a little girl. She's smart, beautiful, and deserves a llife better than any of ours and better than the one she's living."
"Why should I care, you bitch? If not for you I'd be living it up in Hollywood with the papparazi and all the fans clinging at my jacket. But you had to go and have a child with my blood. And of course I get stuck with taking care of the brat half the time. Shouldn't I deserve at least this something? Being able to finally do something I love without getting in trouble for it or without having limitations."
"Please, Greg," her mother begged. "At least let her go over to a friend's house occasionally. Let her be a normal girl once in her life at least. She had the potential you had and the fall that came with it. You can stop her falling though. Please."
Her father sighed. "Maybe you're right. Once a month. And no guys."
Angela lit up. Maybe listening wasn't so hard as she orignally thought.
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Post by sr9jes on Jun 7, 2010 16:31:32 GMT -5
Ohohohoh.. it's time I revived this, yes?
Btw, YP YOU NEED TO POST NOW!! okay? Awesome.
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" Do you understand it yet?"
Kaemon took a sharp gasp and fell onto the hard ground. His eyes remained on his surroundings. White. Everything was white.
" W-who's there!?! Show yourself!"
Kaemon, skin paling and breathe quickenning, felt his blood go cold as a shadowey figure appeared. Kaemon couldn't tell who it was, nor could he tell if the white he was in was a room , a building, or..
" Clouds...?"
" I have waited for you all to understand, but it seems like it won't work that easily.."
" This is.. A dream?"
" I'm afraid not. Although there is no word for it yet, this is very much the reality. Now come on, child face your fears."
Kaemon shivered at the last remark. The figure had whispered each word elegantly and quickly, but even so.
" Face.. my fears...?"
Reluctantly, Kaemon shakingly stood up and looked at the figure again. What...."
" Think, child."
Slowly, Kaemon blinked his eyes open and nearly fell off his bed.
" W-where... !!!! It was a dream!"
His tangled black hair clawed at his eyes as he blinked back the sleep from his body.
" Face... my ... fear?"
Gasping, Kaemon hastily pinned combed his hair back and threw open his Mac. The laptop teased him a bit, shuddering to life and blinking from it's own sleep, but eventually submitted to him and did what it was told.
" Where is it.. where is it....FOUND IT!"
Your assignments are as follow:
Angela, you must Listen.
Corrine, you must Watch.
Henry, you must Learn.
Kaemon, you must Stop.
Mai-mii, you must Start.
Everything has a reason, and so does Nothing. But the stories you must study, do not belong to you.
- LEADER
Kaemon silently slumped back from his eager position and fell onto his stack of stuffed animals. Different whiskers poked at his face as he closed his eyes and thought.
' I've been running... haven't I? Is that what you want me to stop, Leader? Yeah... You want me.. to stop running and face my fears.'
Angrily, Kaemon grabbed at his stuffed animals and burried his face into them. They gave him no solace as hot and angry tears burst from his face.
" Well what if I don't know where he is, huh Leader? What if I don't know where to find him? How am I supposed to face my fears then?"
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A mechanical voice startled Kaemon from his stoop. Cautiously, he inched towards his computer as it continued to speak.
The time is Four... thirty.... two... AM A new lesson has been added. Please read immediately.
The mechanical voice shut itself off. However he got it to work, the Leader was an amazing person in the end. Kaemon slowly clicked the link underneath the text message and began to read.
Now that you are all awake, it is time for your next lesson. Obstacles may stand in your way as you attempt to live through your stories, but heed my words: If you are the main character, you will always succeed. Even if you fail , be it once, twice, or a million times, you will succeed. But, if you are not the main character... you are sure to perish. Become the protagonist to your story, and you will find, that it's not so bad in the end.
- LEADER
A mandatory meeting will be issued soon. Please frequent the site for more updates on when and where this meeting will be.
" ..... I will be it. I will be my stories' main character. Just you wait.... I'll find you, and face you. Right, D?"
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Long story short, I need all of you to do the same thing to your characters~
AAhahaha... I have no idea how else to do it taht way.. This story needs to progress a little faster.
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Post by soulmusician on Jun 7, 2010 18:59:34 GMT -5
"the same thing" as in have them think about facing fears and getting that message, or just the message?
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Post by sr9jes on Jun 7, 2010 19:14:06 GMT -5
Pause Pause Pause, everyone pause.
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Post by sr9jes on Jun 7, 2010 19:27:30 GMT -5
Angela's Dream
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A white landscape filled with exotic white flowers inched their way out of the strange grass. Suddenly, the figure of a person inched out from behind a clump of flowers and sighed.
"You don't get it either, do you? It seems I need to be a bit more direct when it comes to these things. It may seem like everyone is against you, but....Listen. Listen to them. Whether you know who I'm talking about matters not to me. So long as you complete your homework, young lady. That's what matters."
You slowly fall to the ground and loose consciousness.
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Corrine's Dream
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Piles of old parchment seem to travel as far as the eye can see. The ground gives off an earie glow that dances along the parchments, giving them larger than life shadows. From above, you hear a voice.
" A rather tiresome night, wasn't it? Worry not, I'm here as a homework help hot-line, so to speak. That day, when you finished the lesson, why did you not heed my words? Surely you realize what I mean, correct? That day she reappeared. If you follow the assignment... You will realize so many new things."
The parchments fly through the wind on an invisible wind turbine, obstructing your view. You feel yourself being lifted up and loose consciousness.
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Mai-mii's dream
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An ominous looking graveyard stretches along the horizon. An unnatural fog curls around the piles of skeletons that grasp towards the air from their chambers underground. From a rather large tombstone with a rose to the side of it, an indistinguishable figure appears.
"Greetings. I know how untrusting you are of me, but you must learn. The lesson... hopefully you remember it, yes? In order to study through someone else's story... You need to start yours. Worry not on the details, simply move forward, understand?"
The skeletons from the earth begin to turn to dust. The air grows musky as you loose consciousness.
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Gonna write YP's later because he DIDN'T EVEN REPLY TO THE FIRST LESSON
Now that that's finished, you can choose several options. Your person waking up from the experience, your person going through the experience, or all of the above. So long as you include the new lesson and your character's thoughts etc etc etc.
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Post by soulmusician on Jun 8, 2010 16:18:58 GMT -5
Piles of old parchment seem to travel as far as the eye can see. The ground gives off an eerie glow that dances along the parchments, giving them larger than life shadows. From above, you hear a voice. " A rather tiresome night, wasn't it? Worry not, I'm here as a homework help hot-line, so to speak. That day, when you finished the lesson, why did you not heed my words? Surely you realize what I mean, correct? That day she reappeared. If you follow the assignment... You will realize so many new things."The parchments fly through the wind on an invisible wind turbine, obstructing your view. You feel yourself being lifted up and loose consciousness. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Corinne woke up as she hit the floor, having rolled out of her bed. "Frick..." she muttered, rubbing her head. <What was that dream?> she asked herself as she sat up. <I watched people...This is just my subconscious screwing with me, it doesn't mean anything> It all seemed creepy and coincidental to Corinne, for her to dream about her "homework" that "LEADER" had assigned, but it's not like people can make other people dream certain things. Slowly, she reached over and turned her computer on, then went down the list of websites she had listed as favorites. Eventually, she got to the bottom one, the REF site. And then her computer began to speak. The time is One... fourty.... three... AM A new lesson has been added. Please read immediately. Corinne clicked the link immediately. Now that you are all awake, it is time for your next lesson. Obstacles may stand in your way as you attempt to live through your stories, but heed my words: If you are the main character, you will always succeed. Even if you fail , be it once, twice, or a million times, you will succeed. But, if you are not the main character... you are sure to perish. Become the protagonist to your story, and you will find, that it's not so bad in the end.
- LEADER
A mandatory meeting will be issued soon. Please frequent the site for more updates on when and where this meeting will be.<Become the main character to my own story...> she thought, drumming her fingers absent-mindedly. <Aren't I already? I mean...What is the person saying? To think only of oneself, and not of others? Or to not worry about others too much?> She looked at the last bit hesitantly. <A mandatory meeting...Does that mean that this "LEADER" person will be there? And there are others on the site I think...> With a frustrated groan, she crawled back under the covers. ----------------------------------------------- It's really cool....In the stories I've written on my own about Corinne, she's really...I guess wise is good way of putting it. So it's almost like this roleplay explains where she learned so much XD |
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Post by sr9jes on Jun 8, 2010 17:10:04 GMT -5
" You expect me to what?!"
An angry middle-aged man slammed his hands onto the finely shined desk, causing the many baubles to tip over. The dark red desk shook from the effort and creaked against the work. An ornate chair with a figure slouched in it sighed and looked up at the many screens in front of it. Their wires clung desperately to the ceiling from which they came from. In the back, a large window with bright red curtains flitted silently.
" Is there something the matter...?"
The annoyed man clenched at his blonde tufts of hair and began to grind his teeth.
" I have told you countless times over and over, I do not wish to partake in this.... game of yours."
The figure in the chair quickly stood up and tilted it's head to the side. Anger flew off of the figure in waves, and attacked at the man behind him. Angry breathes echoed off the curved walls of the room as he spoke.
" What makes you think that this.... is a game?"
In response, the man stuttered and backed up from the desk.
" I..."
" If you do not wish to attend, then make-"
" You want me to drag him into this?"
" I think that he will be more trusted than either of us. Don't you agree?"
The figure laughed at the man and calmed their breathing.
"...."
Indicating that the argument was over, the blond man nodded his head and walked out of the room. The formally angry figure sighed and heaved them self back into their chair.
" Angela.. Kaemon... Corrine.. Henry... Mai'mii...I will arrange for the preparations. You all need not to worry anymore."
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AND THE PLOT THICKENS!!!
On a side note, SOMEONE needs to post
hint hint hint henry hint hint hint hint
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Post by yp on Jun 20, 2010 7:21:40 GMT -5
Your assignments are as follow:
Angela, you must Listen.
Corrine, you must Watch.
Henry, you must Learn.
Kaemon, you must Stop.
Mai-mii, you must Start.
Everything has a reason, and so does Nothing. But the stories you must study, do not belong to you.
- LEADER
<Very strange thought Henry. Normal websites don't give out tasks.> Henry reread the message again. <Learning? That shouldn't be too hard, it is what I do best. Knowledge is power.>
But so far, all Henry tried to learn about this mysterious website had turned up nothing.
IP- undefined
Server- undefined
HTML Source Code- Not available
Heck, even the date of creation couldn't be found. Frustrated Henry banged his fist against the table.
"What are you doing in there!" yelled one of the caretakers.
"Sorry," Henry muttered under his breath.
But all hope was not lost yet. There were some leads. Henry wondered what would happen if he were to look up Angela or Corrine or any of the others on the internet.
But that could wait until later. Henry powered down his laptop and went to sleep.
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Post by sr9jes on Jun 20, 2010 9:02:51 GMT -5
You need to catch up. Until then, feel free to take as long as you want to develop your character~
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Post by yp on Jun 20, 2010 10:31:04 GMT -5
So when am I going to get a dream?
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Post by sr9jes on Jun 20, 2010 14:59:35 GMT -5
Henry's dream
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A small, white room glares menacingly. From the corner, you see a figure in the distance with a blurry profile.
" All right, All right... Henry. Greetings, don't worry, this will end rather quickly. I realize that you may think you are knowledgeable in intelligance and such, but you need to realize, somethings aren't in book. Now, I expect you to do your homework nicely, understand? It's for a grade, young man."
A gust of wind picks up out of nowhere int he room and howls in your ears. You slowly loose consciousness.
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hur hur
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Post by yp on Jun 20, 2010 15:01:06 GMT -5
The spelling errors hurts my eyes.
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