Dystopian future rp
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Dystopian future rp
Dystopian future rp I guess??
So, I've been looking around, and I think I get how these work. This is my first rp! I hope I'm doing it right :)
In this rp, once citizens of the world turn 16, they are required to take a test that will help them 'find their place in the world'. This test determines who your friends will be, who your spouse will be, what your career will be, how many kids you're allowed to have, how well you'll do in high school, etc. Citizens are expected to play the role they are given perfectly, whether they like it or not. Typically, the test is accurate enough about what kind of future people would prefer, so our characters are pretty excited about finding out their futures. But the system malfunctions, giving our characters the exact opposite of what path they want to go down and who they want to assosciate with. Through their trials, our characters form a friendship and secretly plan to overthrow the system.
The tests are monthly, so if your character has a birthday on January 13th, they'll take the test January first when they're still 15. In this case, our characters all have June birthdays. Each person may have two characters. I will post mine later.
Here is the character sheet:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
Test results they hope for:
Test results the hope not to get:
Strengths and weaknesses:
That is all, I think! Have fun!
(December 27, 2017 - 8:36 pm)
Sorry y'all, I have to drop out. I have overcommitted myself, and school has been really stressful. Sorry!
(January 16, 2018 - 5:51 pm)
I'm going to have to drop out as well. Sorry.
(January 16, 2018 - 9:10 pm)
I AM SO SO SORRY. My life has been a complete mess lately and I have not had the time/inspiration/will to write. Again, I sincerely apologize. This is probably trash, so again, sorry.
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Mason-
Testing day. The day I had dreaded and looked forward to since I was a kid. As my finger hovered over the 'START' button, I thought back to all of my hours of practicing my guitar and all of my voice lessons. Would they all be for naught? Would they lead me to my dreams? One way to find out. I pressed the button.
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An hour and thirty-five minutes later, and I was still in the dark about my future. The test had asked me some complicated and pointed questions, but I believed I had answered them to the best of my abilities. Hopefully that was enough. My finger tapped on my leg as I waited anxiously for the results. For my fate.
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(January 19, 2018 - 5:07 pm)
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(January 20, 2018 - 9:25 pm)