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Kidnapped RP
Kidnapped RP
My first, last, and only "RP" (Summer Camp) died before any writing actually started, so I am now creating another RP that I hope will survive. I'm asking that you only join if you can continue to write; if you can only get on during the weekend, feel welcome to join as long as you post during then.
Here is the plot: there are going to be kids (us), and we've been kidnapped. We are all brought to an underground "prison". We will be trying to get out of the prison, at the same time wondering why we were captured, and trying to stop what the kidnappers hope to accomplish with us.
There is no limit to the amount of people who can join, nor how many Charries you make. The more the merrier.
There is no limit to crushes. (Come on, crushes are cool. In case you can't tell, I'm a teeny bit of a romantic.)
Although there will, can, and should be violence, please don't do too much. I don't want this thread getting closed off.
Magic/Powers are allowed, as long as:
It isn't too powerful and controlling. No reading minds, shapeshifting, or transforming objects, please. You can be invisible, fly, ect. You get the idea.
1 power per Charrie.
Only 1 of your Charries may have a power.
Oh well, too many rules. Here is the sheet:
Name:
Age, between 12-18:
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
Backstory, of how/when/where they were kidnapped. Make this interesting! They can be from anywhere in the world, kidnapped by pirates, ect.:
Other:
My Charrie sheet:
Name: Cleo Hartsworth
Age, between 12-18: 15
Gender: F
Appearance: long, dark brown, wavy hair; Hazel eyes, tan skin, always smiling mouth. Tall and thin, although muscly.
Personality: brave, only resorts to violence as a necessity, loves to smile and laugh, but also is practical and although not a leader, is her own Boss and is very cunning and sly. She is very athletic.
Backstory, of how/when/where they were kidnapped. Make this interesting! They can be from anywhere in the world, kidnapped by pirates, ect.: She was sleeping in her home of Hawaii, when a man crawled through her window. She woke up and started to cry out when he clapped a hand over her mouth and drugged her into unconsciousness. She is traumatized by this and now acts very timid and scared around these kidnappers. She has nightmares about it.
Other: Crushes, anyone?
Ps. Marshie said cutz. Yes, you are a cutsie!
submitted by Daisy
(August 7, 2016 - 7:15 pm)
(August 7, 2016 - 7:15 pm)
(This is Daisy)
Cleo~
I slowly open my eyes. I am still very drowsy and disoriented; where am I? I peer around the room; my eyes are still fuzzy from sleep. I sit for a few minutes, then gradually become aware that people are talking around me. It echoes through my brain and I realize I have a dreadful headache.
I groan, then hear quite distinctly, "She's awake."
A male voice roughly answered, "Give her the rest of the antidote." A hand grabbed my face, none too gently, and forced a pill down my throat. I choke and gag on the bitterness and finally swallow it. A few minutes later, I can see better and my head clears up. I am tied up in a room full of men in black.
There are some other kids here that look like they have been kidnapped as well; there is a redhead, a blonde, and someone with black hair. Those are all girls; there is also a boy who looks around 16 here with blonde hair. Some of the people are stirring, but most are still fast asleep. I am the only one completely awake.
The men are all talking, but I can't catch what they say. My brain is still fuzzy. One strides over to me, then crouches down.
"My, my, my. What do we have here?" He asks mockingly. "It's a little girl!"
"I'm not a little girl." I growl. "Where am I?"
"You are my guest. A pretty one, I must say." He laughs cruelly.
"What do you want?"
"That, my friend, is the million dollar question. Wouldn't you like to know!"
"I'm not your friend, and I would like to know very much why you kidnapped me!"
"Maybe I will tell you... Later. For now, you better come hang out with the other- kids."
He jerks me to my feet, and I sway dizzily. Then I fall to my knees. A great shout of laughter goes up from the men.
"What's the matter, sugar?" one of them shouts.
I am so angry that I stumble to my feet again. I take a few haltering steps towards the rest of the kids, before I collapse again. They roar. I am embarrassed and sit on the ground with the most dignity I can muster. The man loses patience with me.
"Come on, stand up." He barks. This time he holds my arm tightly, and I make it over to the kids. My legs feel weak, I am still recovering from the drug. The rest of the kids are now starting to wake up. The man pushes a pill down each of their throats; the redhead, in particular, makes a big fuss and tries to fight, but they eventually got it down her throat after much cursing.
(August 10, 2016 - 4:56 pm)
(This is Daisy. Sorry bout your misspelled name, Brookiera, but I ran out of room.;))
Thank you so much for writing! It's great! And Gared, are you posting your Charrie sheet soon?
(August 10, 2016 - 8:35 pm)
Sorry I don't have time for this so im leaving
(August 11, 2016 - 5:52 am)
Winnie~
I stir dizzily. The last thing I remember....wait, how did I get here? Someone gave me a pill, and I took it. Immediently, I felt better. I could remember what happened...
I remembered being on a ship. We had to evacuate from Hong Kong because of a flood, and my parents and I sailed away. We were in the middle of nowhere when Mom realized we had no provisions. I remembered seeing a ship on the horizon, and my dad sailing towards it. As we neared it, I looked closer at the flag, before screaming.
A pirate ship.
Dad ignored me. He thought I was either excited to see a ship, or hallucinating from lack of food and water. So we boarded. Mom and Dad were immediently caught. I remembered Mom screaming at me to go below deck. In my scared state, I remembered stumbling down the steps. I walked around all the crates, seeing nothing. Then I was out like a light.
(August 11, 2016 - 12:32 pm)
You do realize that modern pirate ships don't have pirate flags, right? That would just cause everyone to flee. They disguise as perfectly ordinary ships.
(August 11, 2016 - 4:07 pm)
Well, I liked it. It was a cool backstory!
(August 11, 2016 - 4:50 pm)
Name: Clea Rocket
Gender: F
Appearance: shoulder length auburn hair, odd golden eyes, light olive skin, white angel wings, fairly muscly.
Personality: brooding, calm, short tempered, surprisingly smart, violent but not mean.
Backstory: was home alone and got cloraphormed, managed to whack one of them before she got knocked out. (Wishes she got a few more guys/girls)
(August 19, 2016 - 11:56 pm)
oh, yeah Clea is 16 and she has angel wings which give her flight.
(August 20, 2016 - 12:06 am)