So...
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Thread Topic: So...
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Randomusername NewbieIf it sounds interesting, maybe I could try it out.
But I haven't the slightest idea what it is! -
It's basically a roleplay. You and someone else make a plot, (storyline) then you each make a charrie (character) and kind of make up a story together. It can be any genre! Wanna try one?
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Randomusername NewbieOkay.
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Randomusername NewbieAny plot ideas?
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Alright. Plot. Let's start with something pretty simple xP
Um. Werewolves? That fall in loooove? xP -
Randomusername NewbieOkay.... But not werewolves. Perhaps a ghost and a human?
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Randomusername NewbieI'll be the ghost. Her name will be Abby. She will be an 18-year-old who died in 1921. And you?
Oh, and she'll have short blond hair and green eyes. -
Randomusername NewbieHello?
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(She left)
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Randomusername NewbieOh
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Oops sorry.
Great plot! Perhaps she was murdered, and my charrie moves to an old haunted house and he helps her figure out who did it.
This is how you make a charrie:
Name: Jacob
Age: 17
Hair: short, shaggy and dark
Eyes: emerald green
Wears: blue jeans and an old black hoody
Personality: downer, emo, hyper, misunderstood
Not it! (That means you have to start the soap) -
Bump
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Randomusername NoviceOh ok. Sorry. I'll start.
I looked out the window to see the moving van pull up. They began to unpack furniture. The family arrived soon after. I'd been waiting for this day
for months. A middle-aged couple and a boy who looked about my age came into the house. -
I sighed as I rolled my suitcase inside, it was all dusty and old, "This is seriously how all horror movies start." I mumbled to my parents, who just shook their heads.
"Sweety, this house is a historic wonder." My mom commented.
"Well maybe I don't want a 'historic wonder' maybe I just want a normal life with my old friends!" I stormed upstairs, into what I assumed was my room. -
Randomusername NoviceI knew how the boy felt. I wanted to have my old life back. But for me, that was impossible. My friends were all dead. I watched them grow old, while I remained a young ghost, forever trapped in this cursed house.
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