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Post by J to the A to the C to the K on Jan 3, 2009 18:38:21 GMT -5
Ok, since I havent seen a decent rp in a long time on this place, im gonna start one. Nothing too special.
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You are a citizen of american town of Raccoon city . Although in this quaint little town, there was more than meets the eye. Something was happening and the town was about to find out with crippling effects. You awake on a normal morning do your normal routines in the house, completely oblivious to what has happened over night. The dead now walk in Raccoon city. Is there going to be help comming, or is Raccoon city's fate, along with yours. Sealed.
Ok, I wanna get a few people joining first before it ges started.
Name:
Age:
Occupation:
Brief History:
Personality:
Appearance:
Name: Dillon Thompson
Age: 27
Occupation: constrution worker
Brief History: Dillon Thompson's hometown was Raccoon city, his motto is I was born in Raccoon city, im gonna die in Raccoon city. Now working as a construction worker, he has helped many of raccoon city's buildings such as the elementary school.
Personality: Dillon can be really snappy when he doesnt get enough sleep, even with his fairly decent build. He isn't that brave will normally tend to let others go first.
Appearance: Dark Hair, blue eyes, a scar on his left cheek (a construction accident), a plain red shirt, plain jacket, jeans and steel toe capped boots. We'll get a few people before we start. |
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Post by lucrecia on Jan 3, 2009 19:32:40 GMT -5
name: Trish Night
age: 20
occupation:artist school teacher
brief history:been working as a teacher for 1 year and been living in Raccoon city for 3 years.but before that she used to live in LA where she got fired. appearance:black hair,brown eyes and wears a red shirt that says "art is free" with pink jeans and tennis shoes
personality:Trish loves kids but doesn't have any of her own.she is a cheerful and kinda dorky person.
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Post by Holla-saurus rex on Jan 3, 2009 22:28:36 GMT -5
Name: Fox Osbourne
Age: 28
Occupation: Professional Boxer
Brief History: Fox Osbourne was born and raised in Raccoon City. Spending majority of his life the gyms of Raccoon City. One of the few boxers of his gym to make it to the Olympics before going professional. At the age of 15, Fox was a diagnosed, Paranoid Schizophrenic and began taking pills. Since then, he continues his treatment along with psycho-counseling.
Personality: Very cocky and witty. Fox spends his time usually insulting the intelligence of others and feels that other people are inferior to him. When off his medication, Fox doesn't trust anyone and is likely to get hostile.
Appearance: 5'11 usually walks around in an all black suit along with a black vest. His skin a darker olive with black short cut spiked hair and a cleanly trimmed beard and mustache.
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Post by J to the A to the C to the K on Jan 11, 2009 14:24:41 GMT -5
Dillon arose from the slumber he spent most of the night. He sighed as he looked at the clock. 8 am. Dillon thought it would be best to get up now. Dillon fumbled into the bathroom. He brushed his teeth. As he did he noticed things were quiet. However the thought escaped his mind as he went into the livingroom and flicked on the T.V.
Channel after channel. There was technical difficulty message. Dillon thought this was odd as he couldn't believe that every single channel was out. He thought he would check with his neighbour. He left his house with a bit of caution. The roads were empty. Execept for a few abandoned cars. "What the hell has happened"
OOC: A bit of a cliche but oh well.
TBC: Anyone
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Post by lucrecia on Jan 12, 2009 14:21:48 GMT -5
after form waking up and getting out of bed.Trish was taking a shower with hot water.Minutes later she finished taking shower and got dressed.right before she got to work, she would always check the news for weather or any crime in the neighborhood.she turned on the TV and switch the channel to the morning news channel.the channel's screen was in "stand by" mode.
Trish felt that this was odd but she turned the TV off.she grabbed her stuff for work and walked toward her car.
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Post by Holla-saurus rex on Jan 12, 2009 22:15:01 GMT -5
Fox awoke with a hang over from the celebration party the night before. Being one of the few boxers to come from Raccoon City, the city's boxing community really enjoyed the company of Fox and when he was told he was having a title shot for the Middle Weight belt, a party was thrown for him. An empty bottle of Amisulpride laid on the floor. Amisulpride happened to be his Schizophrenia and Mania medication.
"Fuck. . . I have to go to the pharmacy." Fox murmured to himself.
He slowly grabbed the suit he wore the night before and got ready to get into his car.
{OOC: Sorry it's so shitty, but, I just kinda wanted to establish that I'm still here.)
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Post by Holla-saurus rex on Jan 12, 2009 22:15:55 GMT -5
Fox awoke with a hang over from the celebration party the night before. Being one of the few boxers to come from Raccoon City, the city's boxing community really enjoyed the company of Fox and when he was told he was having a title shot for the Middle Weight belt, a party was thrown for him. An empty bottle of Amisulpride laid on the floor. Amisulpride happened to be his Schizophrenia and Mania medication.
"Fuck. . . I have to go to the pharmacy." Fox murmured to himself.
He slowly grabbed the suit he wore the night before and got ready to get into his car.
{OOC: Sorry it's so shitty, but, I just kinda wanted to establish that I'm still here.)
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Post by J to the A to the C to the K on Jan 14, 2009 15:45:04 GMT -5
Dillon arose from the slumber he spent most of the night. He sighed as he looked at the clock. 8 am. Dillon thought it would be best to get up now. Dillon fumbled into the bathroom. He brushed his teeth. As he did he noticed things were quiet. However the thought escaped his mind as he went into the livingroom and flicked on the T.V. Channel after channel. There was technical difficulty message. Dillon thought this was odd as he couldn't believe that every single channel was out. He thought he would check with his neighbour. He left his house with a bit of caution. The roads were empty. Execept for a few abandoned cars. "What the hell has happened" OOC: A bit of a cliche but oh well. TBC: Anyone Dillon then forgot he was only in his boxer shorts and vest. He hurried back into the house and quickly got changed. Dillon Got changed quickly. He was about to leave the house again when a blood curdling scream. Dillon was very cautious.He opened the door slowly. Things have been acting strange as of today. He walked out the door. It was about 8:30am and the sun was out, but only slightly. Dillon wandered alone the road. Still not a single person in sight. Raccoon city wasn't a big place. However it wouldn't be this empty espcially for the work rush. Dillon, Continued along the street, yelling hello. Seeing if anyone would be able to answer. |
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Post by lucrecia on Jan 14, 2009 16:08:31 GMT -5
after form waking up and getting out of bed.Trish was taking a shower with hot water.Minutes later she finished taking shower and got dressed.right before she got to work, she would always check the news for weather or any crime in the neighborhood.she turned on the TV and switch the channel to the morning news channel.the channel's screen was in "stand by" mode. Trish felt that this was odd but she turned the TV off.she grabbed her stuff for work and walked toward her car. As she turned on her car and let the engine warm up.Trish turned on the radio,and heard static though the radio which was odd cause around this time her favorite song would play.once the engine was ready Trish was about to move out of her garage when she heard a faint "hello". |
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