Gone
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Thread Topic: Gone
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(Could I join? Also, are we going to do the actual characters from the book?)
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Yeah. That's cool. I have school in a moment, so I'll make a post after school.
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(Alright ^~^ I'll make my character)
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Name: Carla Mendez
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Eye color: light blue with dark blue flecks
Hair color: Light brown with red streaks and blonde hight-lights
Hair style:
Skin color: Pale white
Culture: Japanese
Team: Coates
Weapon: A katana, with the Coates symbol on the hilt
Power: Teleportation
Clothes: The regular Coates uniform.
Likes: Sunny Days, music
Dislikes: Rude people, attidtudes
Other: Later on, she will die in the RP
Name: Carlos Mendez
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Eye color: Green and gold, with black flecks
Hair color: Green and blue (he dyed them before the FAYZ)
Hair style:
Skin color: tanish, more like a light brown
Culture: Japanese
Team: Perdido Beach
Weapon: 6-shot revolver
Power: Telekinesis
Clothes: ripped skinny jeans, MCR band T-shirt and Vans
Likes: sticking up for people, playing video games
Dislikes: idiots and trolls
Other: Carla is his twin. -
Oh. Yeah. One more thing. Wolf, Have you read The Series Gone Or Do I have to give a few details when I make a post?
Jinx, I'm going to guess you have already read them, Since you called the Dome the FAYZ. I love the books.)) -
Double no... I can try to start the books if you want...)
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It doesn't matter to me. You don't have to really read the books. I'll explain everything as we go along. I just wanted to know for future reasons.))
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Okay.
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Yes, I have read the books xD)
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I'm going to use and explain characters from the book, but I will not make the book have the same plot as this Roleplay.))
Sam Temple sat at his world history class, boredom fading in. He held his pencil, adding little surfing Waves on the edge off his paper. Surf. Sam Temple directed his eye's to Quin. His best friend. Sam's golden hair dipped in his ocean blue eye's. He would give anything to be out on the Beach, with his friend's. He could surf until the day was done. "Sam Temple! Tell us, What continent is India in?" His male professor practically screamed. This caught Sam's attention quick. Very quick. "It's In-.....?" Sam went to causally reply, but he didn't. His face was just as confused as the rest. "Mr.Miller?" Kid's called out. There was no Teacher. They had just disappeared.
Astrid stared at the board. Her glossy pink, beautiful lips glowed into a frown. Her thin dirty blonde hair hung everywhere in neat fashion. She looked around. "We should probably stay in our sits. He probably just stepped out for a moment." She shrugged and watched Quin. She was in honors with him. However, everyone didn't know Astrid for her doll like look's. It was how smart she was. It was almost scary how smart she was. Everyone knew her as Astrid The Genius.
Emmett stared at Sam and widened his eye's. "Where's our teacher?" He replied to himself and then wished he hadn't. Emmett was a awkward person. Despite seeming popular, he always worried about the little things. Emmett wasn't sure the teacher stepped out. He cocked his head. How could Astrid be wrong though? She's never ever wrong.
*At Coates Academy*
Chloe ran her finger's through her thick, black hair. She sat in seat in the back of the silent room. 'This is hell on earth.' She thought to herself. Chloe was put into this school for aiming a gun at a kid. She hated it here. This was a detention school for horrible kid's. She watch as two boy's started throwing pencils at each other, causing the female teacher to yell at them. Then, like a dream, the teacher, poofed.
The order is Me, Wolf, and then Jinx.)) -
Octavia sat in her chair for class, her feet propped up on the table. She was on her phone playing some cruddy game that could never be sold for money. The teacher had been there for all of five minuets, just long enough to take attendance and leave. The class was loud and noisy and it was pissing her off again, she knew another teacher would probably come in momentarily and yell at them again which would make her more upset and then a minuet after the teacher left they start screaming again. But it didn't happen , it never came which was odd. She stood up and walked to the front of the class and opened the door and saw nothing, she huffed lightly, there was always teachers down here waiting time. She slammed the door and walked back to her seat. "I hate the basement."
Annalise sat quietly, she had her elbow propped on her knee and had her head place in her palm. She stared at her hand as she drummed it against her leg not making a noise. She'd been sent here by her aunt when she was younger because she killed her parents and her aunt was scared to have her in the house. In the report it was ruled as self defense and then played as a mystery then she was thrown here. She sat in the hallway not really up for anything, and older lady stormed down the hallway and looked like she was about to yell at her then she disappeared. Annalise huffed and looked away. -
Carlos was a prankster. It was set in him since the beginning of time. "Carlos!" Mr. Protz called from the front of the class. He jumped up and looked at the teacher for all of a split second, then he was gone. Carlos laughed and thought it was some sort of magic trick the teacher had caused for him trying to play a prank on the kid in front of him. "Alright Mr. Protz, lay off of the trick." he said, a swift smirk on his face as he stood up and walked to the front of the class. "Mr. Protz?" he said, this time his tone was full of fear. Carlos looked around the teachers desk and saw nothing, finally he decided to look in the hallway, but Mr. Protz wasn't there. "Oh god. What happened?" he muttured, as he saw more kids look outside of the rooms.
It was another boring day in Coates academy for Carla. She hated it here, just like she hated her twin brother. Carla pulled out a pencil from her pencil-case and twirled it between her fingers like it was a baton. "What a wonderful day." she said, a bit sarcastically. It had been ages since she was sent here. Apparently, to her parents, she was a troubled child who needed help. Carla sighed and thought about why she came here in the first place. She thought about the house and then the fire. The fire she set, that claimed many lives. That fire claimed twelve lives and 3 were injured beyond compare, but to Carla, those people deserved it. Carla shook her head so she would stop thinking about that pitiful day.
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