Kill or be killed
Thread Topic: Kill or be killed
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Living in a world of games where people are constantly killed and betrayed, you have to trust nobody but yourself. C1 is a poor "family" who live off the edge of town, their father was killed recently and their mother is ill, they are the oldest of six siblings. C2 is a slightly wealthy family, with an older brother and their grandmother. So when they unexpectedly meet they begin to fall for each other. But when they are selected to be contestants in the killing games one of them must kill the other...right?
I would like a more experienced writer/ roleplayer for this. And also I just read it through and I know it sounds like the hunger games but that wasn't what I was thinking when I wrote it 😂 -
hey,can I join?
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Yeah of course, do you mind being C2?
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I'll make the character sheet
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Full Name:
Age: (13-16)
Appearance:
Personality:
Backstory: (optional)
Other: -
Sure I’ll be C2!(I actually wanted to be C2 lol)
Full Name:Alanine Lysine
Age:14
Appearance:Dark brunette hair,bright green eyes that almost seem like they know more than what you look like,like they are tracking your body temperature,your heart rate,your level of fear,that are like they’re x-raying you.Slightly tan skin,5’4,small,dark heart-shaped birthmark on the back of her wrist.
Personality:Alanine is a relatively likeable person,she is quiet but she is friendly and protects her loved ones at all costs.She will not stand to see a friend being hurt by another person and if you crossed one of her friends,you really messed up.You can be mean to her all you want,but once you hurt one of her friends,it’s over.
Backstory:She always grew up afraid of the games,being told by her family that if you get chosen it’s over.She’d watched other people get picked for the games,the look of terror on their faces,the fear in their eyes of what was ahead.She knew it was only a matter of time before she was chosen,so she learned to fight.She learned to throw knives,to climb trees,to swim across mighty rivers.She transformed from a scared little girl to a formidable enemy.She was ready.
Other:Nah -
Full Name: Florence Hart (flo)
Age: 14
Appearance: shoulder-length dark blonde hair, with sapphire shining eyes. Slightly tanned skin, short only about 5'2/5'3.
Personality: she has a kind heart, and is very protective of her siblings. She's quite stubborn, and has a tough personality.
Backstory: Being the oldest of many siblings, she's been through their poorest years, and their more wealthier ones but she has to work often and do all the jobs such as going to the market, and the pharmacy thingy.
(Also what type of relationship do you want cause I can change to a boy if you want I don't mind) -
Nah I’m fine with lesbian
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(Alright, do you wanna start or should I?)
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(You can start.)
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Florence darted around chasing one of her siblings- Peter who had stolen Allie's doll. Their house was quite small and squashed and very overcrowded with six manic children and their ill mother.
"Give it back Peter" Florence groaned as Allie burst into tears. -
Alanine was outside the house throwing knives when her older brother,Parker,approached her.
“Hey bro,wanna spar?” he said,playfully knocking one of the knives out of her hands and taking it for himself.
“Yeah,sure,no weapons though so that I don’t accidentally stab you.” I said,lowering my knives.
“Please!You think I’m worried about getting stabbed by you?” He put his knife down.”Let’s go!”
I was doing good,landing a few jabs on him and backing him against a wall,when he suddenly grabbed my waist and flipped me to the floor!
“Woah,bro where’d you learn that?”
“I’ll teach you soon,lil girl!For now,I gotta go meet my buddies and hunt.See ya!”
“Okay,bye Parker!” -
(sorry I posted one and it didn't post for some reason)
Eleanor finally got Allie's doll of her brother and started with her other priorities such as cleaning the house and tending to her sick mother. Finally she pulled on her old thin jacket and set out to go to the market to buy some food. -
(It’s k)
Alanine rushed inside to pull on her thick,warm jacket and relatively new snow boots.Then she tossed a satchel that contained a bunch of strawberries and raspberries over her back and set off for the market to sell them.Her brother,Parker,took over most of the hunting while she did the foraging.Her grandmother was an excellent cook and always managed to make a delicious meal out of what they brought home. -
Florence walked along the path, the wind running through her hair as she approached the market stalls. It was extremely busy, much more than normal. Florence sighed queuing up for a hot meal.
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