Harvest Guardians
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Harvest Guardians
Harvest Guardians RP
As you might guess, this is indeed the first RP I have ever made, so forgive me if I do something wrong. I got the idea for this while husking some corn yesterday. I was all like, "Why don't I do an RP on harvests?" Yeah, I know, it's a wierd way to get an idea. But ideas come from everywhere, don't they? I don't have a full plot yet, but I'm working on it. I'll post it after a few people join.
RULES~
~(VERY IMPORTANT!!) If you can't stick to this RP and post at least once a week, don't join. I hate it when people make/join an RP then forget about it the next day. I want this RP to finish, so please, please only join if you're going to be dedicated to your part.
~ONE charrie per person. Sorry, but it's easier.
~Ideal amount of charries would be 6, but 8 is max.
~Enjoy!!
CHARRIE FORM:
Name:
Age:
Appeareance:
Personality:
Special Vegetable:
Other:
My charrie:
Name: Maizie "May" Summers
Age: 15
Appearance: She has long wavy hair as yellow as corn silk which she usually waterfall braids, skin as fair as white maize, a small and almost pointy nose, eyes as green as fresh corn husk, and she is always with a bright smile. She is usually wearing a light ankle length dress, with flutter sleeves. On her feet are wooden sandals.
Personality: She's an optimistic person, loyal to her friends, openminded, and helpful. She's strong, and can defend herself well. She hates people with evil intentions, and would do anything to wipe them off the face of the earth. Sheunderstands feelings, and is really good at comforting sad people.
Special Vegetable: Corn. (I think its obvious by now. Heheh.)
Other: She loves little kids, summer, the harvest, and her family. She doesn't mind the work, because she gets to do it with her friends.
So, everyone!! Please join, and I will post the plot soon. Here's to the start of another writing journey, that will hopefully end well for all!!
(June 2, 2015 - 1:24 pm)
I have a feeling NOMIA will be around for a while :P
(June 14, 2015 - 7:56 pm)
Red~
"Radishes, Ruby, Red and spicey, Radishes, Ruby, Red and..." I chant to my family's horse, Ruby. Noah is laughing and talking to Caramal, his own horse. He seems in high spirits, and so does Mia. Tom is akwardly helping May onto Starlight.
"Radishes, Ruby, Red and spicey..." I do not hear June come up behind me until she says "So you can sing."
"There is a difference between singing and chanting," I retort. Some people, like June, bring out the spiceyness in me.
Again, June and Red are just friends :)
(June 14, 2015 - 8:03 pm)
Plus, their ship name would be Tay. Or Mom, but that would be awkward.
(June 16, 2015 - 3:40 pm)
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, I JUST DIED LAUGHING.
(October 29, 2015 - 5:32 pm)
Please please pLeAsE tOp! NOMIA FOR ALL ETERNITY -tops-
(June 16, 2015 - 1:32 pm)
admins please bring this to the top
(June 16, 2015 - 1:32 pm)
admins pleeeeeeeaseee top thisss please!!
(June 16, 2015 - 1:33 pm)
guys please post TOP
(June 16, 2015 - 1:34 pm)
i like chicken nuggets
TOPPPPPPPP
(June 16, 2015 - 1:34 pm)
topping again
(June 16, 2015 - 1:44 pm)
casually
(June 16, 2015 - 1:44 pm)
just passing by
(June 16, 2015 - 1:45 pm)
PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME DO THIS
(June 16, 2015 - 1:45 pm)
(June 16, 2015 - 4:09 pm)
@NOMIA shipper: THANK YOU!! I AM SO SO SORRY, I was busy.
Maizie~
We all straddled our ponies, and Mia and I rode to the front. There was a road that went through the plantation and outside it, and it would help us get to the factory. I led the group to the road, then let the horses go on a slow trot. I shivered, the night air was cold, and I hadn't thought to bring extra coats. As we rode on, we passed grass, hay bundles, and occasional abandoned trucks. For at least thirty minutes, we rode on in silence, and when I turned around, I saw that April was asleep. I smiled, remembering that she was the youngest. I whispered to Red, who was near her, to shake her awake. He whispered back, "N-no, she'll be mad." I rolled my eyes. "No she won't! Just do it."So he tentatively reached out and tapped her arm. She stirred, but didn't waken. I tried to make him do it again, but he giggled nervously and wouldn't. I let it be, and turned back to the front. To my surprise, the factory was right ahead of us, looming. I smelled a strange, pungent smell, and held my nose. It was an absolutely putrid smell, like dead animals mixed with rotten fish and moldy bread. The others were holding their noses too, and April was awake. Awake as in she was clutching her stomach as though she wouuld puke. I chuckled, then immediately coughed. The smell was stronger. We rode to the gates, then stopped.
(June 16, 2015 - 5:47 pm)