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Questions RP
So I started a "Questions" thread in Down to Earth and I was thinking it could be turned into an RP, so here it is!
Here are the original questions:
1. Describe your interests, activities, and hobbies. Describe what you do in your spare time. Explain why you’ve gotten interested in these things. (You may include your favorite T.V. programs, magazines, sports, ect.)
2.What do you like to read? Who is your favorite author? If you were on a deserted island, which books would you want to have with you?
3.Describe your passions of learning and how you are currently pursuing them.
4.What do you believe is the most important event, discovery, or development of the last few years and why?
5.Describe any talents you have. How do you demonstrate them?
I also answered the questions Name, age, and town. Lots of people answered, and there haven't been very many RPs right now. So, I was thinking we could all make a new character or keep our old one.
submitted by Lexi, age 12, Will in Scarlet--Oct
(June 1, 2013 - 2:46 pm)
(June 1, 2013 - 2:46 pm)
Whitney ~
I glanced out the rear window. Rodriguez was right.
"Hold on!" I hollered, and jerked the wheel. The car shot through a four-way intersection just as the light turned red. I heard a great deal of screaming from the back, and Rodriguez flew across the dashboard, claws tearing gashes into the plastic. We shot across four lanes of traffic, hitting a back road though I maintained our direction toward Hollywood.
"They're still behind us," Nikki called, glancing back.
"DANG!" I said, wondering how to lose them. I would have lost the police at the intersection, let alone weaving in and out of cars across four lanes of traffic. And they were driving a limo!
"LOOK OUT!" screamed Kitty. A railroad track appeared in the road, the two bars lowering as lights flashed.
"BRAKE!" shouted Geordie, who was gripping one twin in each arm.
"I can't!" I hollered back. My foot lowered onto the brake, but there wasn't time to stop. We shot through the barricade just before the bars finished lowering. The car spun twice on the dirt, and came to a stop. I pushed myself up from where I'd nearly been flung over the wheel, panting.
"Now that's how you make a good getaway!"
"Uh, not quite," Gloria said, looking in the mirror. "They're still here."
(June 22, 2014 - 1:03 pm)
Kitty~
"Uh, not quite" Gloria said, glanving at the mirror. "They're still here"
Whitney swore. She jumped out of the car. "Everybody, out"
"What?!" Millard said.
"We're gonna try something." I wasn't 100 percent sure I liked the gleam in Whitney's eyes.
"Does it involve that train that is coming toward us on the railroad tracks?" Rodriguez said.
"Yup!"
"Wait" I said. I rummaged through my bag. I swore a mild oath. "Nevermind," I said. "I don't have enough dragon's teeth for all of us. Just enough for one or two. Otherwise I could make a concoction that would make us fly."
Whitney grinned. "We'll have to try that some other time, because flying sounds fun! But this will be just as fun."
Although I didn't, Geordie suddenly knew what Whitney was going to do. "Oh, no," he said wrapping an arm around a twin. "No, no, no no."
"YES!" Whitney shreiked, throwing her hands in the air. "Won't it be fun ?!"
"Okay, I'm confused," Gloria said. "What are we gonna do?"
"What we are gonna do is jump on that train!" Whitney said. Before anybody had a chance to respond, she added, "So follow me if you don't want to get caught by the poice! ON three! One, two, THREE!!!!!!!!!"
I jumped onto the train, followed by all the others. We hung on for our dear lives as the train sped away, with us as passengers.
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Getting on a train was the first thing that popped into my head, so change it if you don't like it!
(June 29, 2014 - 6:45 am)
(June 30, 2014 - 12:38 pm)
~Rodriguez~
Having jumped onto someone's head as we boarded the train, I quickly jumped off and began exploring the train car we had entered. It was mostly filled with large wooden crates, and as I attempted to see between the slats of one of them, I noticed the words TNT, HANDLE WITH CARE. I resolved to myself not to tell Whitney about the contents of the crates. The only other thing in the train car was a different kind of car. A shiny green, old-fashioned looking car with a license plate that read: GEN 11.
I went over to the open loading door of the car that we had come in by, wondering why they had been open, and looked back down the train. I saw the limo, still as black and shiny as ever, careening along the tops of the train cars behind us. It was quickly approaching the car we were in. Oh no, I thought to myself. This looks like it's going to become an Indiana Jones race. The only thing I can hope for is that there aren't any circus animals in the traincars ahead of us....
At that very moment, Geordie spoke up. "What's in those crates, Whitney?" he asked.
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Sorry this is short, but it should get interesting soon! Do you think the car should actually be Chitty-Chitty-Bang-Bang or just a replica? Maybe it's a prop for the movie!
(July 7, 2014 - 2:47 pm)
TOP!!!
(July 8, 2014 - 8:15 am)
I apologize for my absence, very busy.
Whitney ~
We tumbled into the cart, Rodriguez jumping off Millard's head.
"Wooh!" I breathed, sitting up and grinning. "Now that was fun!"
"Yeah, sure, fun," Geordie said, checking the twins for injuries.
"That was brilliant!" Kitty exclaimed jumping up.
"What's in those crates, Whitney?" Geordie asked suspiciously, eying them. I moved over and crouched in front of them.
"Dynamite!" I shrieked, a million different uses coming to mind. "A boatload of it! Think of the things we can do."
"No, oh no," Geordie, said, shoving the twins behind them. "You are NOT doing something stupid.
"Then you don't know Whitney," Nikki grumbled.
"News alert," Rodriguez said from the doorway. "We haven't lost them."
"WHAT?!" We all shouted in unison and bolted to the door. The limosine was somehow on top of the train.
"Okay, I want to kidnap the driver next," I said.
"Come on!" Gloria shouted, grabbing my wrist and pulling me along. We started to climb outside the train, making our way toward the next cart.
Suddenly a thought occured to me.
"Where are you going?" Gloria shouted.
"I have an idea," I shouted back, and scrambled back into the cart. After a sigh of exhasperation, Gloria followed.
"Here," I said, passing her a match.
"What's this..." she started, then the realization dawned on her. Instead of freaking out, she grinned.
"Let's light her up like the fourth of july," I said with an evil chesire cat grin, and moved over to the a stack of boxes of dynamite.
"We have about thirty to forty-five seconds to get out of this cart and into the next," I said as we ran to the door. We swung ourselves out, monkeying to the next cart.
"Come on," Nikki and Millard shouted, reaching their hands out.
"One the count of three, jump," I said, bracing my feet.
"One, two three," Gloria cried, lunging for Millard's hand. He yanked her in. I jumped next, grabbing hold of Nikki, and swung ourselves inside.
A split second later there was a deafening explosion, rocking the train and nearly derailing us. The sound of shrapnel beat against the cart like a hail storm.
After several minutes, I snuck a glance outside. The cart was nearly non-existant, with only a few smoking pieces of wood left. The limo was stopped on the roof of a cart two back. The pain remained glossy and smooth.
Surely not, I thought.
The limo's engine revved, and it shot forward, leaping the gap, and landed on our roof, tires screeching.
(July 8, 2014 - 4:25 pm)
TOP!!!!!
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Top! Top top top top!
(July 30, 2014 - 6:40 pm)
Top! Top top top top top!
(August 4, 2014 - 6:58 pm)
Top!!!
(August 10, 2014 - 9:34 am)
Write-it's write write!
Unfortunalty I cannot write right now because I am on the wrong device for doing long bits of writing, but I am caught up and ready to write! Ha!
(August 10, 2014 - 10:36 am)
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