The Aquarium | Open
Wesley sat on a bench at the aquarium, waiting. He sighed, checking his watch, then taking out his phone to see if he had any messages. He was supposed to be on a date, but his date wasn’t showing up. He sniffled, a little embarrassed that he went through all the trouble of arranging this date with a guy he really liked, and packing a picnic. He call them one more time, leaving them yet another voicemail. “Hey, just seeing if you’re showing up.” He said. He hung up and looked around, wondering whether or not he should leave.
Sometimes Company is Wanted......*open starter*
The blonde teen was tired. She was so sick of the crap her classmates had put her through. Luckily she had escaped into the woods after a long school year. Finally. She was alone in the woods. Nature. The trees rustled and the grass waved. She sighed happily. But she did miss human contact, but what did it matter. No one liked her anyway so who would talk to her. She got up and walked to the lake. She took off her clothes, revealing the bathing suit underneath. She dove in headfirst into the cool glistening water. She hit her head on a rock and her vision went black……”someone save me…” She thought. But she was alone. She was always alone.
Open RP: The Accident
Icus woke up in a hospital bed, his face was cut, his arms and chest bandaged, he had no idea what had happened, there was someone sitting beside the bed, “Who are you?” he said looking at the figure, his eyesight was blurred due to being unconscious for so long, “Answer me, who are you!” he said trying to sit up but in too much pain to sit when he moved.
Where Am I? :Open RP
Sally opened her eyes slowly, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings hesitantly. Her gaze dropped to the vortex manipulator on her wrist, the object still foreign to her. She had found it in an old house, which was odd as the device had seemed so futuristic. She had found it in a box, along with a page of instructions. She had been cautious of it, always keeping it with her but never daring to use it, until she had found herself in a situation where she had to get away quickly. And now, here she was. But where was here, exactly?
Genocide’s body floated in a quietly flowing river, the cloud of blood following him as he made his way down. Chunks were missing from his body, along with holes throughout his chest. Only a divine or another Soul could have done this to him, but who?
If he didn’t get help soon, then he would die.
His head ran up against the sand of a small patch, stopping him.
Renzii be sad ===>
Renzii’s face-paint is getting smeared by her indigo tears. Why is she crying? Well, She had went to her old hive on Alternia. She walked through the black halls in her castle-hive and stopped at her throne room. She remembers all her friends who are long dead. She looks at the walls smeared with their blood and starts to cry.
This Can't Be! || OPENRP
The sound of a guitar being strummed filled the house of a young man. Smiling to himself he wrote down a few more words on a piece of paper, and scribbled out others. Humming he looked down at his guitar and began to strum again, making sure to place his fingers on the right place. Shaking his head at the sound, he made more notes on the piece of paper before tapping his chin with the pencil.
“I just can’t get the groove of the chorus…” he muttered to himself as he began to take more notes. Looking back down at his guitar, he placed his fingers on the neck, and slowly lost his vision. Panicking he rubbed his eyes with his free arm, and when he didn’t see anything still — dropped his guitar.
“NO!” he yelled as he bent down and felt for the guitar. Once he found it he placed it on the couch and felt around. Repeating the word “no” to himself over and over he shook his head and sat down — making sure not to sit on the guitar.
“This can’t be! I can’t be blind!” exclaimed the blond as he covered his face with his hands, completely flabbergasted and shocked. What was he going to do? Was it permanent? He didn’t know.
You Have GOT To Be Kidding || OPENRP
“Fucking people. The next time someone stares at me for no reason I will give them a reason to stare.” muttered a white haired girl as she walked back to her house. Continuing to mutter to herself as she walked, glaring at whomever glared at her.
Once she reached her house she grabbed her key, unlocked the door, and walked in. Shutting the door behind her she plopped down onto the couch and flipped on the television, turning on the gaming system to play a violent game to calm her nerves.
Once the game was loaded, Skull began to play — her frustrations slowly melting. The occasional swear, and threat escaping her mouth as she played. When suddenly her vision started to blacken, soon losing all her sight.
“What the fuck?” she questioned as she rubbed her eyes, opening them to see nothing but darkness. Her face becoming irritated as she placed her head in her hands.
“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” was all she said as she sat there, wondering what to do now that she had lost her sight.
Fire || Open RP
It was a very cold night, which to Spinelli was always a good thing, as she so enjoyed it. She was walking on campus and stopped, sitting on the ground, many leafs around her. From her pocket, she took out her lighter and felt like having some fun with it. She cupped her hand, and held the lighter upside down into her cupped hand. She held the button for about 5 seconds to fill her hand with gas and as she moved it away she lit it, then quickly ran the lighter over her hand, creating a brief fire in her hand. She smirked. Spinelli loved having fun with fire. It was exciting, as fire was always so unexpected.
Its Gone // OpenRP
It wasn’t the same. He tried with everything. He tried every earthbending move he knew and it didn’t work. Nothing ever worked! It was killing him inside. He hated this feeling more then anything feeling weak. With bending he at least felt like he had some part now…. Now he felt like nothing. Useless once again. He sat down and ran his hand through his hair.
“Its never going to be the same…..” He whispered to himself as he looked about the park. He had gone to the park in hopes that maybe the whole Amon thing was just a dream. The more moves he tried the more he knew it wasn’t. He hated this.
||Happy Birthday To Me||
Feburary 22nd at 4:00 P.M., nothing. Kasuka sat in near silence in his living room’s couch, with the only audible sound being the slow, steady sips of his drink from his coffee mug. Physically, he was comfortable, very comfortable, in fact; his expensive white couch was well cushioned and provided the utmost sensation when settled upon. In front of Kasuka was a long, polished table of wood that, on its top, held up a coaster, a few empty, plastic cups, birthday hats, and, in the center of it all, a two-layered marvel cake.
Emotionally, the brunet was uncomfortable, and not in the way most people would think. No, he was uncomfortable because, of all days, his birthday, he was at home and, not just this, but the fact that he had no friends whatsoever. Kasuka invited a few people from work to his apartment, along with his boss, and even Shizuo, but, to the actor’s dismay, none of them showed up. The celebration was suppose to be at 2:00 P.M., but no one was here, which left him all alone. Even his cat had left him to go sleep in his hiding place
. Kasuka set his coffee mug on the coaster before curling up on the couch, arms wrapped around his leg so that he could sully lay his chin on his knees.
“Happy birthday to me,” He whispered.
Babysitting Diaries || Open RP
Anastasia tiredly bounced the babbling Lada in her arms as she looked at her wrist where a brilliant watch was strapped on. Her plane left in 45 minutes and even with her own magical transportation, it would take a while to board.
Just a few days away from home is just what the redhead needed, not being able to stay in one place for long, and even the past few months she was grounded due to the babe in her arms but now she would be leaving for a small trip to Alaska for a while.
No place for a baby and she had agreed with a baby-sitter before hand that they would handle Lada for the next few days as she took off.
Hearing a knock at the door, she scoffed as she opened the door to glare quickly at them.
“Thanks for showing up, come on in. I’m going to be late.”