SkyLightJoin Date: 2008-07-10
Post Count: 12567 |
(@Beasty: First of all, you're not even supposed to start role-playing until I approved your character sheet.
Second, your arms being blades isn't an inventory.
Third, you really need to put some detail into that character sheet. If your nightmare isn't becoming reality, are you just a normal citizen or someone's nightmare? Add something to the BIO.
Your character sheet is denied until you improve it.
Please improve your grammar. Oh yea, and that's strike one.) |
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beasty902Join Date: 2008-09-09
Post Count: 5641 |
Name:Spheel
Age:Unknown,he is a shadow.
How Old You Look:He is a shadow.
Gender:Shadow looks somewhat male.
Inventory:Nothing.
Appearance:Shadow,hair seems somewhat spiked,his arms are blade,so their shadows are blades.
Skill:Stealth,Power,Speed
Personality:Hostile.
Bio:The ghost of a child who was killed,(And yes,just for you SkyLight,he is a nightmare),he was killed by his mother when he wouldent stop agrivating her by accident.
Species:Shadow
Your Nightmare:None.
Extra:None
(IS THAT GOOD ENOUGH?!)
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SkyLightJoin Date: 2008-07-10
Post Count: 12567 |
(@beasty: -.-
It was in the rules. You probably didn't read it because you're missing something.) |
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SkyLightJoin Date: 2008-07-10
Post Count: 12567 |
(O.o
I gotta go soooon. T-T) |
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I sighed and pulled into a cafe. I got out of my car, and locked it. I walked up and ordered a frappe. "A dollar twenty." I paid and sat at a table facing my car and could see clearly out the window. |
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I paid the waiter, who was obviously trying to hide his frown at my lack of tip, and ran to my car. I brushed the curls out of my face and started the engine. |
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Wait...
Your Nightmare: A man walks into my house, I can never see him, but I know he's there. I here a scream in my sisters room, then a yelp in my dogs room (:3), next I here footsteps in my room, then an evil laugh. |
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(Oh, sorry, this is Roxie192) |
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SkyLightJoin Date: 2008-07-10
Post Count: 12567 |
(Aw... poor dog...
ANIMAL ABUSER! D:<
lol. jk. But still, if it actually happened ((probably won't), poor doggy. T-T) |
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I drive, and drive, and drive. It takes forever with the ever-lasting traffic. I finally arrive at the complex of apartments, and get out of the car. I walk up the steps to my apartment. |
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I finished and threw the man a wad of five tens as a tip. "Eh.." I walked out the door and cranked up my Corvette. I revved the engine and drove home. My eyes began to drift slowly. I laid my head against the wheel, closed me eyes... No. I opened my cell and dialed the house phone. "Hello?" I laughed. "Mom, unlock the door." I drove right in the driveway as soon as I said it. She stepped out and waved. I got out and locked the door. I shut it, and walked to give her a hug. As I leaned my head away, I noticed Dad hadn't come out. "Where's Pops?" Her face went white, expressionless, as if she had seen a ghost. "He's... dead." She fell, and a man, dressed in black completely, with red, glaring eyes and a mouth filled with fangs that were stained with blood. He walked towards me, and raise his razor-sharp claws... I woke up, sweaty and... Bloody? I laid on the side of the road, my Corvette in a mangled collection of metal and other parts. I stumbled up, nearly tripping. I HAD fallen asleep. I sat against a tree and dialed the house. An answering machine came on, and made my heart skip a beat. "Please leave a message, after the --" "Hello?" I sighed. "Mom! I need you to pick me up. I'm on Highland Street..." She sighed. "What'd you do now?" I looked glumly at nothing. "I crashed." She dropped the phone and I heard a car cranking up, and my dad picked up the phone. "We'll call you back." He hung the phone up, and I played The Waiting Game. |
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Your Nightmare: I had went to visit my parents, but my mom said my dad was dead, and she fell, dead as well. A man dressed in black, with red, menacing eyes and fangs stained with new blood, was standing behind her, knife in hand, covered with blood. He dropped it, and walked towards me. He raised his left claw, and took a swing... |
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SkyLightJoin Date: 2008-07-10
Post Count: 12567 |
(naice. <3)
{Miri Suki}
He keeps digging the knife into me, then slowly, slowly, painfully, painfully, slips the knife out of me. I scream and then scream even louder as he stabbed my other arm, carefully watching the blood ooze down my arm and the chair and then drop on the floor. I cry. |
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[o.o dang, I'll get superman on the line for ya, Sky]
I sighed as a pair of bright headlights appears from around a corner. They stopped a few meters away, right at me. "Mom? Dad!?" Nothing. I walked over, to see two people, not my mom nor dad, dead. I backed up, as I saw claw marks on their faces. Headlights behind me appeared and I ran towards them. "Kammy! Get in!" I sighed as I hated that nickname, but got in the back. The car started forward, and I looked back, as a man, knife in head, stained with blood, and red, menacing eyes, peered at me, and flashed his blood-stained fangs. "You sumb--" "Kameron! Language!" |
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SkyLightJoin Date: 2008-07-10
Post Count: 12567 |
(k.)
{Miri Suki}
I'm losing so much blood. He becomes a hazy figure. I lay my head back on the chair and wince, because I'm too tired to scream. Everything starts to become very blurry and dark. And dark. And darker. Darker...
I sit up, gasping for air. No. I fell asleep. No. No no no no nooo.... |
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[Time Skip]
[James]
I saw some girl sleeping [wherever you are o.o somewhere outside pl0x]. I noticed she was twitched. I walked over and tried to wake her up. "Hey, you okay??" |
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SkyLightJoin Date: 2008-07-10
Post Count: 12567 |
(TAIME SKIAP! <3)
{Miri Suki}
I'm too scared to speak because of all that blood, so I just groan. |
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I leaned away. I laughed a bit. "What's wrong with you? You were twitching." I imitated her twitching and grinned. I held out a hand. "Kameron." |
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SkyLightJoin Date: 2008-07-10
Post Count: 12567 |
{Miri Suki}
I smiled faintly, taking the hand. "Miri. Miri Suki," I said. |
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I withdrew my hand. "Nice to meet'cha." I looked away. "Odd question... but did your dream, or nightmare, whichever, involve pain...?" |
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SkyLightJoin Date: 2008-07-10
Post Count: 12567 |
{Miri Suki}
I suddenly think of the blood and the torture and pain and him and my parent's desperate cries. I start to cry and nod. "Yea... a lot of pain," I say. |
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I frowned. "I'm.. sorry. Please don't cry." I hated seeing a girl cry, it always made me feel bad [true story o.O]. I sat on the ground. "I had fallen asleep at the wheel of my Corvette, bad choice, never do it, and I had dreamed my mom and dad were murdered. A man dressed in black, with red eyes and bloody fangs, had came towards me with razor-sharp claws. I had woke up, and saw these headlights. I investigated, because they had stopped and hadn't moved for a while. I looked, and two people inside, were clawed to death. My mom and dad had picked me up, and when I looked back, I saw him, standing at the forever-still car..." I glanced down, and noticed three claw marks on my leg. "I wonder if it means anything..." |
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SkyLightJoin Date: 2008-07-10
Post Count: 12567 |
{Miri Suki}
I shiver runs down my spine. I shake. I stare at Kameron for a while, then look down at my hands. "I don't know... I'm not sure... I don't think I want to know..." I say quietly.
(brb for a while) |
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billy56206Top 25 PosterJoin Date: 2008-08-26
Post Count: 38763 |
Name: William Kenka
Ag.e: 20
How Old You Look: 18
Gender: Male
Inventory: Ligher,flashlight
Appearance: Short dirty blond hair,Brown eyes,Caucasion,Skinny,5'2,Glasses,White and Red Track Jacket,Dark blue ripped jeans,Grey and blue DC shoes
Skill: Writing,Good talker
Personality: Cowardly,friendly,good,
Bio: He works as a writer and when he had his nightmare he thought it was a little strange that on the same day, a firetruck drove by his house.
Species: Human
Your Nightmare: He was surrounded by flames and was burning alive
Extra: YOU SAID THE WORD OF THE DAY!!! "Restless"
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