This RP takes place in a small world made up of many small islands collectively named Hope.
The main island is the only inhabitaed by humans. Aesthetically the main island has dense jungle foliage, Silver sands, turqoise waters and a towering dorment volcano. The people of Hope delve into magic and speak stories of a time when the Hope islands were one big land mass and the home of huge beasts. However the stories are rumoured to be fictional and the "magic" is merely chanting round bonfires. Todays youth don't seem to be grasping Hope's old traditions all too well.
One perticular story of how Hope became what it is today is that of a Princess whom ruled the land. She was gracful and sincere; A kind ruler. She happened to fall in love with a man whom had unbeatable charm and witt that could melt the hearts of most girls. However he was a fake. A snake who wished to use her in order to gain control of Hope. It's said that when she found out; Her heart broke. She became a monster. The kind of monster told in the Elders' stories. Her porcelain skin grew black fur; And she stood as tall as a mountain. She took on an animal-like appearance and tore through the land and her emotions became a storm. The origional Hope was destroyed; Breaking the land into many pieces; Just like the Princess' Heart. Is this true? Or is it a fictiscous tale?
Hope today is a casual place, where homes are quaint... A place where men are fishermen and woman are housewives. A place the majority of youth find... Dull. The streets are made of pebbles and everyone knows everyone.
So i was thinking... With this RP we could just see how things develop. If it turns into an adventure where magic is real and chanting round a bonfire ACTUALLY does something... Or an RP where we roleplay as nice, Casual, ferosciously normal individuals. I'll see where things are heading and think up an appropriate BIG event to suit our story line... Like if things are leading in a more "Bzzzzou Bzzzzang MAGIC MAGIC FIRE FIRE BANG BANG" direction the event will be something to suit that... Or if we're heading down a path of, The days in the lives of the average youthful islanders of Hope then the event will be something fun to suit that story line. Either way i'm sure it will be enjoyable. *GIANT SMILE*
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OK so the character sheet.
Name: (Yadda Yadda)
Age: (Mmmh no younger than 13? No older than 17? Fine.)
Appearance: (If you want to put a picture here that's A-OK... It would be nice if you put some text too though, just to make things specific. Y'know?)
Personality: (What your character is like... For example... "Lazlo likes to sit alone and talk to himself. He's quite shy and pretty g..." )
Background: (A Little bit of history... Such as "When Lazlo was young his Mum killed herself, His Dad killed himself, His Sister killed herself, His Dog killed itself and Lazlo... Well he Became EMO.)
i'm thinking i'm probebly going to get you guys to update these later on as the RP devolops, 'Cause ofcourse if it becomes fantasy based we'll need to know what you can do... and if it becomes realistic based we'll need to know who you have a crush on...
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My Character:
Name: Rosko
Age: Just Turned 16
Appearance: Rosko has pale blue hair that tends to cascade down his forhead. It's messy and not too short, not too long. He was born with Heterochromia Iridium; which means both his eyes are differing colors. His left eye is Blue, It's a saphire. His right is green, a glowing emerald. Rosko has gently tanned skin and stands at an average height. He wears a light grey hoody made of thin material. Undernieth the hoody he wears a plain white t-shirt. He wears green shorts with big satchels. He's equipped with a spindle cone shell necklace round his neck. It's a lucky charm; and a gift from his best friend Lazlo.
Mad Windows Paint skills YEAH YEAH! <3 AYYYE.
Personality: Rosko is a nice guy. Rosko is... Well, Rosko is Rosko. Warm hearted and compassionate to the core. If it wasn't for his stubborn side and sensitivity he would be a saint. Rosko's middle name is Oppinionated. No one could possably change his morals... This is where Oppinionated meets stubborn. Rosko's heart opens up to most people, he can see the good in the worst of humanity and helps those who maybe don't deserve help. Because of his whore of a heart he leaves himself wide open for emotional trouble.
Background: Rosko never knew his mother; She died while giving birth. However his older sister Yvonne was a kind subsitute. On nights when when their father was out at sea; Yvonne would care for Rosko. She was a good cook and she could Clean too. She really looked after Rosko and he appreciated that. When Rosko was young; Yvonne would tell him stories before he slept, Stories their mother had once told her. However things took a down turn when one night, Rosko's father didn't return home... Days past and still no sign of him... Yvonne was distraught and one night while she was putting Rosko to bed... She started to cry... And she told him the story of the princess who destroyed Hope. She referred to the Princess as Princess Yvonne. "Rosko... I'll always be there for you." She wiped away the tears from her face and departed while Rosko stayed behind wondering what she meant. Yvonne had seen pieces of wood she recognised as being used in their father's boat that had washed up on shore the day before. She thought the worst; And so that night after putting Rosko to bed she set out into the ocean with a small boat.
Days had past and she hadn't returned. Rosko was taken into the care of the family next door. They had a son Rosko's age. His name was Lazlo. Lazlo and Rosko became the best of friends and they explored the island together. On one of their adventures walking along the coast of the island... They came accross a strange sight. They found Yvonne's drowned corpse washed up shore. Rosko replayed Yvonne's last words in his head. Over and over. That week he was understandably quite upset.
Lazlo and Rosko's adventures continued though. They had found every secret their island had to offer; And now Lazlo's eyes were set on exploring the other islands. Rosko refused to step foot off Hope's main island. Lazlo's intense curiosity led him to leave without Rosko. Off into the ocean. He gave Rosko a gift before leaving; A necklace with a shell attached. "It's lucky; So don't %@£&ing break it. The island isn't that far away... See. I'll be back soon. Promise." And Lazlo left with a smirk followed by a salute. Lazlo never came back.
Rosko grew older; Having lost his family; and his best friend. Normally this would scar a person for life... But not Rosko. He can still see the good in life; And he's open to making new friends.
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OK So we'll start off with the Hope Islanders having a New Years Festival type celebration. Bonfire, Dancing, Singing, Great time. But yeaaah gotta get a few people first eh?
And remember =D this dosn't have to be a fantasy adventure... It can just be plain old day in day out average life RP. Ofcourse once the theme is set... Don't screw it up =P
<3 xD
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