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Hey I just figured out what RP stands for! Role Play!!!!!! *Slaps head with hand, I should have known!* OK, so now that I'm over my moment of stupidity, does anyone wan to start a RP??? Please?
submitted by Emma H., age 12, Asheville, NC
(July 1, 2010 - 12:11 pm)
(July 1, 2010 - 12:11 pm)
Oh darling, I thought you'd never ask! Hehehe... I'm ALWAYS up for a RP. I already started one of my own and there's another really good one (both have "RP" in their title) so I invite you to check out how they go and start this one off. I promise to post as soon as you do!
(July 1, 2010 - 11:58 pm)
TOP! I'm up for it, might not post too often since I'm doing JulNo.
(July 2, 2010 - 1:30 pm)
What is that, btw, ZNZ? I've heard it mentioned a couple times now...
(July 2, 2010 - 5:41 pm)
JulNo is short for JulNoWriMo is short for JULy NOvel WRIting MOnth. The idea is to write 50K words of a novel in a month. Have you heard of NaNoWriMo? It's like that, only in July. They have them all through the year. You can look at Ima's thread for more info if you want.
(July 3, 2010 - 12:18 pm)
@ZNZ: The 50k words do not have to be just one story. They can be multiple. So if you write in the roleplay, then you can count the words you write in it to your words for JulNo.
(July 9, 2010 - 10:45 am)
I'd want to!
(July 2, 2010 - 7:38 pm)
Ooooooh, so much pressure, can I start it, can I not? *Drumroll* OK! But if you don't like it please tell me!
The first thing I noticed was the cold. Icicles were stabbing me, Making my body vibrate with shivers. I wanted to open my eyes, wanted to scream for help, but I couldn't. I couldn't even move.
The voices came next. It started out as mumbling. Then, as my senses started working, I heard soft words. But they were just words. Just noices. No meaning to me. They didn't have the power to save my helpless body.
I couldn't talk. I couldn't remember. I couldn't even think.
Suddenly I felt a sharp pain hit my leg. Then the words grew louder. They were more clearer this time, as I grew more and more awake.
"We found her! She's down here!"
I felt my body being lifted up and hoisted out of the cold. A soft blanket covererd me as the words now fell down, down, down, to my ears.
"Is she concsience?"
"No, that Alvalanche was one of our biggest yet."
"Well then get her to the hospital. She's freezing."
"Hold on, let me feel for her pulse. Make sure she's alive."
Then a new voice popped up. A higher, panicked voice.
"Chloe! My baby! Can you hear me?"
The second voice spoke back.
"Ma'm, don't worry she'll be fine. I just took her pulse. She's alive. We need to get her the hospital now, but she will be perfectly fine. All you have to do is step back. This is a doctor's only zone."
"But... I'm her mother!" The woman shrieked.
Then her voice fell away with the cold.
(July 2, 2010 - 3:52 pm)
Ohhhh, I like it! Alright... off I go!
//Seoria Hague//
My furs were like a warm embrace around my body. To my left I noticed a young boy that didn't have anything stronger than a cloak. Hopefully he would get himself indoors soon... he wouldn't last long like that. To my right, a woman was screaming about her daughter--apparently the girl we'd brought out of the snow--and Lujek, my superior, was trying to subdue her. I ignored them and squinted up against the blowing snow, trying to see the cliff face.
This was the sixth avalanche of the month, a high number even for our northern latitudes. Our town, Ember-on-Borlo, was a key port in the Merkan Empire, providing the rest of the nation with its much-coveted iron. The Empire's hand was felt strongly here, and I was proud to say that I was a part of it. As an Enforcer, I was one of the town's youngest (and, I assumed, most promising) official representatives. There was something about the cliff face that I didn't like. I muttered this to Lujek and he jerked his head impatiently toward one of the other Enforcers. I did the same and one of the young recruits followed me when I turned and began to walk away.
"Where are we going, Miss Hague?" asked the youth. I inspected him from beneath my fur-capped hood. Young, freckly, blue-eyed, and eager to please. In short, despicable. He would be easy to manage.
"Where I tell you to, Private...?" I let the gap stretch, even though I thought I knew his name.
"Private Caprian Oslo," the youth said immediately, snapping to a saulte with his fist to his chest. "First archer of the third division under General--"
"Yeah, I get it," I said, cutting him off. I suppose I should have guessed seeing the longbow strapped around his chest. "We're going to the top of that ridge, Private Oslo," I told him, pointing to the top of the ridge. "I'm curious as to the cause of this latest avalanche and I must be satisfied. Are you the man for the job?"
A ridiculous question, seeing as Private Oslo was maybe a year older than me and barely a man, but still. I had to sound impressive. And apparently I succeeded.
"Yes, Miss Hague," the private assured me, straightening even more. "I am."
I turned around and rolled my eyes. The girl's mother was still screaming about her precious "Chloe" and Lujek kept assuring her the girl would be okay. Anything to be away from here, I thought. Then aloud, "Then get on a Snowsplitter, Private Oslo. You and I are going up there to check out Widow's Ridge."
(July 3, 2010 - 1:21 am)
"Ma'm, I'm sorry, but you need to leave. You can go wait at the hospital, we're sure to have her down there in less than 30 minutes." I said, trying to calm the frantic woman. She nodded stiffly and started down the trail on the mountain. What was this girl even doing out here? I wondered. As she was lifted onto the stretcher, I saw the reason. She was wearing a pair of skis, the really high-tech kind that professionals used. She must be in the contest next Saturday. Only the best skiers were in the contest, and this girl probably wouldn't be able to ski. I felt a surge of sympathy for her, felt her determination to win, and was sorry for her. I banished the feelings. Rule Number One in being a paramedic: Never emotionally attach yourself to the patient. I did my job, fastening her to the snowmobile and making sure that she was secure. Then, I stood at the edge of the crowd, feeling their voices on her back, just below the right shoulder blade.
(Kenya (the character) has synesthesia.)
(July 3, 2010 - 9:51 am)
"Chloe? Chloe? Can you hear me?"
I was like a trampoline. The voices just bounced off of me.
"Ma'm... I told you already. She will wake up when she's ready."
"I know, but, I'm just so worried!"
"For the last 400th time... She will be fine! Actually, you know what? They have some Hot Chocolate in the lobby... Why don't you go get some?!"
"No thank-you, I'd rather just--"
"No, I insist."
I heard the door slam.
Then a phone rang.
"Hello? Oh, sure..."
The lady started listing my blood pressure, temperature, pulse, and anything else a docter needed for information. Suddenly she stopped. Her voice got very serious.
"No, she hasn't woken up yet, so we don't know. It's been over a period of 48 hours, though. Maybe you should come and..Okay. So 5 minutes? See you then!"
I heard her start typing. The clicking seemed to get more and more softer. I heared the ringing of the phone again, but this time her voice seemed to be in slow motion. I was losing it, I could tell. I tried to hold on, but I just keep slipping. Right as I felt totally gone, I felt a hand touch somewhere by my neck.
Almost instantly I seemed to light up. I felt like I had broken though the suface of water and come up to take a breath. My eyes snapped open. A male doctor was smiling down on me.
"That normally does the trick," he said to a blonde nurse. "Hi, my name is Doctor Lewis," he said. "Apparently your name is Chloe. Chloe, you may not remember, but you were skiing down Suger Gap Mountain and an avalanche started. You were hit by it and out for 48 hours. I know you may be confused, but it's really important that you tell me what you can remember. Can you think of your latest memory?"
I had no idea what he was talking about.
"Sweetie..." said the nurse. "What is your middle name?"
Once again, I had no idea. The doctor wrote something down on his clipboard.
"Can you hear us clearly?" said the nurse.
I didn't say a word.
"Let's try this..." said the doctor. "Can you point to something blue in the room?"
I didn't move.
"Ok, try to answer this one. How old are you?" said the nurse.
I opened my mouth, but what came out souded real intelligent, like this: "Myudth."
The doctor looked concernd. "Ok, we need a Cat-scan... Go, go go!"
(July 4, 2010 - 11:49 am)
What is RP??!! I haven't read the Warrior books so please inform me! Can I still join even though I haven't read them?
RP stands for role player. Each partcicpant writer of a group story/play, writes (takes the role) or one or more characters in the story.
Admin
(July 4, 2010 - 2:53 pm)
@Vida: Admin's definition is right, and not all RPs are Warriors. This one is a story that we make up entirely ourselves, so you can join, of course.
(July 4, 2010 - 10:10 pm)
(July 5, 2010 - 10:47 am)
Nice, Emma!
//Seoria Hague//
"Private Oslo. Tell me what you see." I watched as the youth stuck his head out over the ridge, being careful not to stand too close to the edge.
"The camp, Miss Hague," he answered. "And the lodge."
"No, Private," I said with patience I did not feel, "what do you see on the cliff?"
He looked down and I saw his pretty features crease with a frown. "There are--well they look like--" He looked back at me, sitting on my Snowsplitter adjusting my furs. "There looks to be burn marks here on the side of the rock face."
"Vertical or horizontal?" I asked though I already knew the answer.
"Vertical."
"Get back on your Snowsplitter, Private, we're going higher." I revved the engine of my vehicle and pulled up my hood.
"Ma'am?" Private Oslo was obeying but his young face looked troubled. "Those burn marks... this wasn't a natural avalanche, was it?"
I smiled at him grimly. "No, Private, it was not. And now a citizen of the Empire has been severely injured because of it. Last week, a prominent politician was killed."
"Chairman Rance?" Oslo's blue eyes went wide. "I thought he was recovering in the south?"
"No. He succumbed to the effects of severe hypothermia just two days ago." I looked at him, gauging my risks, and decided to go for it. "The Chairman will be said to perish in a tragic 'accident' while sailing his yacht. Within the week. Private? Can I trust you? Are you a loyal Merk?"
Oslo snapped to attention at this, raising a fist in salute and a fire burning behind his eyes. "As loyal as they come, Miss Hague. Honor before self," he said, quoting the Empire's motto. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes but I relaxed my shoulders.
"Good," I said with real relief. "Then I am requisitioning you as my personal assistant. From here on out, you report only to me, not your previous superior. I hereby declare you an Enforcer-in-training." I saw his eyes light up as expected and a firm resolve forming soon after.
"I am your man, Miss Hague," he declared.
"Excellent. Then I must tell you that at least four of the last six avalanches in this region have been engineered by person or persons unknown and that we must make this one the last. I hope to find the culprits by the end of the day and toast to their demise with you over dinner." There was another glimmer in Oslo's eyes at that statement, although a bit different than the previous one. I pretended not to notice. "You are a clever man, Private. Together, I'm certain we can bring these outlaws to justice."
Oslo saluted again and revved his engine with a purpose. I told him where to head and followed once he was a ways ahead of me, not wanting to get a faceful of the powdery snow his Snowsplitter kicked up. I studied his figure from the back. He probably was extremely loyal to the Empire--or what he thought was the Empire. I hoped for his sake that he didn't live up to my words and become truly clever. That would not end well for him and would regrettably put another scar on my conscience.
I had killed too many "loyal" Merks already.
(July 4, 2010 - 7:48 pm)
OKAY!
Now that I mostly understand and I am ready to join: What is the name of the story and please give a summary and charactar list!!
Thanks, Vida
(July 8, 2010 - 1:24 pm)