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Sir Sky, A Knight of RpNations Kingdom
(@MidnightPhoenix1123 The rp will begin with each character awakening from their dreams. )
Papers flew past Samuel's still body, the long strands of his scarf slapping his back uncontrollably a slave to the wind which swirled around him in a tornado.
Constantly his hands reached upwards defending his eyes from his snow white bangs as his red gaze searched his surroundings hectically all memory of the exit gone. But only the invisible wind and the flying papers where within his range.
Something was playing with his mind, his library.
Samuel thought of his mind as a library, large books covering the shelves categorized to his desire for whenever he'd need them. That's where he had begun within his dreams like any other, remembering the past by searching multiple different hard covered books. The bridges worn and old even if they held new knowledge from a week before.
When the black tinted windows shading the outsides bright light had suddenly shattered inwards, his whole mind falling mercy to a sudden gust of wind. Tearing through the papers and sending them up into the air, unable to fall onto the ground once more as he stood motionless watching all of this happen in fear.
The white haired boy performed the difficult task of stepping forward through the wind his forearm protecting his narrowed glare in an attempt to get away. The wind grew in power but he continued forward, determined to lose the situation.
As it seemed the white haired boy was nearly free of his dreams a single gust of the destructible wind tugged his scarf from his neck. Turning around with a useless plea he reached towards the bright red fabric as it fell through the air gracefully. Sam's neck felt so bare and cold wanting nothing more then to receive back the precious item, and as if the wind gods smiled down upon his face full of unseen emotion the wind was silenced within a mere moment.
Samuel tripped over his feet as he jogged forward, his head craned upwards with his hands out stretched above him as he reached for the red scarf. The accessory falling slowly within the rain of papers, it was nearly within his grasp when he bumped into a solid strong form. It soon was found to be the corner of a book shelf, the oak edge sensing a small ting of pain into his left shoulder.
The force of the impact causing him to fall backwards, glaring at the ground as he took in deep breaths something was then held out before him. Looking up he was met by four individuals before him, the single male holding out his scarf to him. Timidly he reached out, the soft item warmer from the boys touch. The girls smiled at him as the boy held a scowl that seemed to hold more amusement then irritation.
"Thank you..." Samuel murmured just as everything brightened until it was the shade of blinding white.
His eyes fluttered open a thin layer of sweat causing his bangs to stick to his forehead, a headache beating like his heart within his mind. Looking a cross the room at the hanging scarf to double check it's position for the sake of his still dream drenched mind.
Then the dream fell upon his empty thoughts, Samuel recognised the seen teens as students, a few he had class with but each of them he'd see during his lunch period. He hadn't interacted with any of them before, but they where within his library.
The boy never aloud anyone in there unless he trusted them.
The dream plagued his thoughts annoyingly the whole morning as he prepared himself to face another day in hell.
--
It was yet another restless night, in which your pleasant and or frightful dreams plagued your slumber. You'd reawaken that coming dawn to find that what you could have dreamt was but a distant memory, all of it difficult to recall. Except for a few different individuals which made an appearance, four teens in which you recognized from one of your school. Their names could or could not be unmemorable but their faces are easily registered even in your drowsy mind.
It was odd, as you saw their different features, you feel a sort've yearning or a need to speak with them. As if they held they answer to the strange dream. And perhaps they did.
But you soon find that those you where searching for where looking for you as well, the same emotion filling them like a forest fire. And so during lunch you find one another, just as you begin to find they where experiencing the same something happens.
A reckless man.
An Impala.
And standing on the sidewalk.
Caused your deaths.
But Our Ends Are Beginnings
In this roleplay it will follow five teens who barely know one another as they search for the five jewels. Each one holding one of the main elements, one of them being the key to unlocking the rest of their abilities.
When you die you enter a new world.
When you die you become closer to your goal.
When you die the threat grows.
Because when you died, you where reborn.
Reborn into an Elemental.
--
Rules:
-No Bunnying: If you are unaware of what bunnying is, allow me to explain. It is when another character within the roleplay temporarily takes control of anothers character in their text post. Perhaps in a fight.
-Normal RpNation Rules: Please abide to all normal Rpnation rules, if you haven't read them please do.
-No Mary or Gary Sues: I love to interact with new characters, so if you could please have more then a character whose tough on the outside but soft on the inside. Or a strong happy person whose actually broken on the inside. That'd be great! Unless you can really pull off the role.
-Third person please: Please write in third person, no 'I went to the..' But 'Noel went to the...'
-Amount of text in each post: A preferred amount of text in each reply to the roleplay would be a nice solid paragraph. And I understand the difficulty with Writers Block involved but please if it's possible.
-No Godmodding: I've never truly experienced this first hand, but I know it can ruin an rp all together. If you don't know what Godmodding is it's practically when a character has an unreasonable amount of power and can supposedly kill someone with a stare. It is still possible to truly die in this rp, and remember that though they have a fair amount of power they're still oblivious teens.
-Back story: I understand that having all eyes n you in a roleplay is pretty great, but go easy on your back story. Don't create some unreasonable sob story for your character.
-Role: Please, this will be a pretty small roleplay amount in my opinion and it will really keep it moving if we include everyone in our posts! So please don't ignore people!
-Theme: I really hope you've read all the rules, and so if you have write your characters theme song in the other category.
And the biggest rule of all is to have fun!
Papers flew past Samuel's still body, the long strands of his scarf slapping his back uncontrollably a slave to the wind which swirled around him in a tornado.
Constantly his hands reached upwards defending his eyes from his snow white bangs as his red gaze searched his surroundings hectically all memory of the exit gone. But only the invisible wind and the flying papers where within his range.
Something was playing with his mind, his library.
Samuel thought of his mind as a library, large books covering the shelves categorized to his desire for whenever he'd need them. That's where he had begun within his dreams like any other, remembering the past by searching multiple different hard covered books. The bridges worn and old even if they held new knowledge from a week before.
When the black tinted windows shading the outsides bright light had suddenly shattered inwards, his whole mind falling mercy to a sudden gust of wind. Tearing through the papers and sending them up into the air, unable to fall onto the ground once more as he stood motionless watching all of this happen in fear.
The white haired boy performed the difficult task of stepping forward through the wind his forearm protecting his narrowed glare in an attempt to get away. The wind grew in power but he continued forward, determined to lose the situation.
As it seemed the white haired boy was nearly free of his dreams a single gust of the destructible wind tugged his scarf from his neck. Turning around with a useless plea he reached towards the bright red fabric as it fell through the air gracefully. Sam's neck felt so bare and cold wanting nothing more then to receive back the precious item, and as if the wind gods smiled down upon his face full of unseen emotion the wind was silenced within a mere moment.
Samuel tripped over his feet as he jogged forward, his head craned upwards with his hands out stretched above him as he reached for the red scarf. The accessory falling slowly within the rain of papers, it was nearly within his grasp when he bumped into a solid strong form. It soon was found to be the corner of a book shelf, the oak edge sensing a small ting of pain into his left shoulder.
The force of the impact causing him to fall backwards, glaring at the ground as he took in deep breaths something was then held out before him. Looking up he was met by four individuals before him, the single male holding out his scarf to him. Timidly he reached out, the soft item warmer from the boys touch. The girls smiled at him as the boy held a scowl that seemed to hold more amusement then irritation.
"Thank you..." Samuel murmured just as everything brightened until it was the shade of blinding white.
His eyes fluttered open a thin layer of sweat causing his bangs to stick to his forehead, a headache beating like his heart within his mind. Looking a cross the room at the hanging scarf to double check it's position for the sake of his still dream drenched mind.
Then the dream fell upon his empty thoughts, Samuel recognised the seen teens as students, a few he had class with but each of them he'd see during his lunch period. He hadn't interacted with any of them before, but they where within his library.
The boy never aloud anyone in there unless he trusted them.
The dream plagued his thoughts annoyingly the whole morning as he prepared himself to face another day in hell.
--
It was yet another restless night, in which your pleasant and or frightful dreams plagued your slumber. You'd reawaken that coming dawn to find that what you could have dreamt was but a distant memory, all of it difficult to recall. Except for a few different individuals which made an appearance, four teens in which you recognized from one of your school. Their names could or could not be unmemorable but their faces are easily registered even in your drowsy mind.
It was odd, as you saw their different features, you feel a sort've yearning or a need to speak with them. As if they held they answer to the strange dream. And perhaps they did.
But you soon find that those you where searching for where looking for you as well, the same emotion filling them like a forest fire. And so during lunch you find one another, just as you begin to find they where experiencing the same something happens.
A reckless man.
An Impala.
And standing on the sidewalk.
Caused your deaths.
But Our Ends Are Beginnings
In this roleplay it will follow five teens who barely know one another as they search for the five jewels. Each one holding one of the main elements, one of them being the key to unlocking the rest of their abilities.
When you die you enter a new world.
When you die you become closer to your goal.
When you die the threat grows.
Because when you died, you where reborn.
Reborn into an Elemental.
--
Rules:
-No Bunnying: If you are unaware of what bunnying is, allow me to explain. It is when another character within the roleplay temporarily takes control of anothers character in their text post. Perhaps in a fight.
-Normal RpNation Rules: Please abide to all normal Rpnation rules, if you haven't read them please do.
-No Mary or Gary Sues: I love to interact with new characters, so if you could please have more then a character whose tough on the outside but soft on the inside. Or a strong happy person whose actually broken on the inside. That'd be great! Unless you can really pull off the role.
-Third person please: Please write in third person, no 'I went to the..' But 'Noel went to the...'
-Amount of text in each post: A preferred amount of text in each reply to the roleplay would be a nice solid paragraph. And I understand the difficulty with Writers Block involved but please if it's possible.
-No Godmodding: I've never truly experienced this first hand, but I know it can ruin an rp all together. If you don't know what Godmodding is it's practically when a character has an unreasonable amount of power and can supposedly kill someone with a stare. It is still possible to truly die in this rp, and remember that though they have a fair amount of power they're still oblivious teens.
-Back story: I understand that having all eyes n you in a roleplay is pretty great, but go easy on your back story. Don't create some unreasonable sob story for your character.
-Role: Please, this will be a pretty small roleplay amount in my opinion and it will really keep it moving if we include everyone in our posts! So please don't ignore people!
-Theme: I really hope you've read all the rules, and so if you have write your characters theme song in the other category.
And the biggest rule of all is to have fun!
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