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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2012 6:22 pm
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it is the year 2011. it all started out a a normal day at McKinley Academy, until the east wing of the main campus building collapsed from a crippling explosion. everyone was screaming and running for help, and a black smoke was filling the halls. all around, the teachers began to collaps and began puking up small chunks of their innards and little bits of sinew. the students watched in horror and waited for their similar death, but it didn't come. in all of the chaos, the students began losing their hair. it came off in clumps, and that only added to the confusion. the students began flooding out of the foyer, racing to get to their vehicles. but they were shot down by the oncoming wall of soldiers, forcing the students to retreat back into the building. the soldiers barred up all of the exits to the outside, welding metal plates to the doors and sealing the building. a voice could be heard from the outside. "THIS BUILDING IS NOW UNDER QUARANTINE! ANY STUDENTS CAUGHT TRYING TO ESCAPE, WILL BE SHOT ON SIGHT!" thats when it all started. two weeks later, everyones hair had grown back completely white. most of the student were in the quad. a big area in the middle of the campus grounds that was grass and had concrete benches. this is where the story begins.
there are 8 different groups in this RP. Varsity: the jocks. The Pretty ones : basically cheerleaders. allied with Varsity the Freaks: the odd ones out the Geeks: art geeks, science geeks, ect. the Nerds: specialize in tech the Skaters: Obvious from the name the Sluts: not what you think they are. just a name. the Loners: the outcasts, the rejected, and unwanted.
Template is as follows-
Name: Age: Species: Fur color: Clothes: (or pic if you have one) Weapons: (no guns. and nothing that you couldn't fint into a school backpack or messenger bag) Group: Grade: (freshman, sophomore, junior, senior)
in this RP, in order to get supplies, you must either trade, steal, or get what you can at a food drop. and in this school, the choice is to graduate.....or die.
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2012 6:29 pm
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Name: Acid Regalia Sturlson Age: 17 Species: Arctic Fox Fur color: White, with teal streaks on tail, face, and arms Clothes: fingerless gloves going up to elbows, ,torn jeans, graphic tee, gray hoodie tied around waist, light parkour shoes. Weapons: switchblade, shuriken, brass knuckle. 9 ft steel wire. Group: the Loners Grade: Junior
I am laying on a concrete bench in the Quad, looking up at the sky. "damn....why did all of this have to happen. i really should have stayed home that one day" i say with a little laugh.
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 1:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 1:52 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 2:07 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 2:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 2:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 2:52 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 3:28 pm
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