Chatterbox: Inkwell

Character RP. 

We need some new RPs. True, Future RP and Minecraft RP are slowly lifting off the ground. That's great. The thing is, I'm not patient enough. I need to write. Now. 

So here's my idea--A character RP. In other words, you take a character you have written/read (Written might be better, just because). You can tweak them so they're easier for you to write as a narrative here. (coughcough Yes, Zero, you fail of a protagonist, I'm talking to YOU coughcouugh)

I was thinking they could all get trapped in the same world, a world that's not there own. We can all shape the world as we're writing, but let's call it Vicinity.

Of course, there must aslo be conflict. That can arise almost instantly--they've been sucked out of their worlds, right?

Here's my character:

Name: Cazi 

Read/Written: Written

{If Read, from what? (Same for Written, really)}: Outcast of Space. This will help me with Cazi, hopefully. 

Age: 13

Appearance: Average height, Orange hair, cat ears, green eyes, cat tail, jacket with blue and black buttons, jeans. Small brown sack she wears around her neck. I don't know what it's filled with, though.

Personality: Kind, kind of quiet. She has a tendency to speak up when nervous, strangely enough. A good survivor who is often questioning authorities. She has grown used to being an outcast, though. It's who she is, really. A loyal friend. Not any good at any time of combat though. 

Cazi~

"We're almost landing," Sapphire informed me, sitting at the controls of the ship.

"Good," I told him. "The sooner we can land and I can get a good, warm shower, the better."

He laughed.

I walked into the below deck. No one was there. I wondered where Olive was. The awful snoring from across the hall was quick to inform me. 

I sat down at the small table in the below deck, all hooked up with gadgetry. Logging into a small, sleek white computer, I sighed. "Welcome," it said, with it's whimsicle automated voice. 

"Hi," I said, bored. "I need to know about Creen."

Creen was the planet we would be staying at next. Perhaps even more than a day, since Creen was extremely isolated. I was thinking about my warm shower, and really wishing the computer would hurry up and load the results.

"Vicinity," it beeped intead. "Vincinity. Vincinity."

I sat up. "What? There's nothing nearbye here except for asteroids and plain space! There are no vicinites within lightyears of here!"

"Vicinity," I heard it say one last time, before the world fell into a sudden darkness. 

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I was on the ground, my eyes closed and my body sprawled out.

The ground. Of my spaceship? I opened my eyes, and closed them again quickly.

No.

I wasn't on the space ship... I was on real, firm ground.

"Vicinity" popped into my head, and then "Warm shower."

I shook my head. I was on some unknown planet and all I could think of was a shower?!

I sat up and looked around. This place did NOT look like the kind of place where you would find warm showers....