Rockfort Island

[Borax18]

People pick the characters on the list to be and you can roleplay.

Claire Redfield- Lyra_Belcuqua
Steve Burnside- steveburnside02
Alfred Ashford- Borax55
Alexia Ashford- AdaWongRE2
Chris Redfeild- darkstarjaz
Albert Wesker- Borax55
HUNK- HUNK RE2
or you can make your own after all the roles have been taken let the games Begin!!!!! :b try to actually act like your person....... o well who cares it's your choice!!And just ask me to add people for this roleplay because hey it's a lock down island so just PM me ^_^  

[steveburnside02]

Can i be Steve neutral  

[xSpookShowBabyx]

I'll be Alexia :3  

[I Am Secksy]

can i make my own guy Dimitri?  

[xSpookShowBabyx]

I'm pretty sure you can, (: up in the selection box it does state that you may create someone.  

[Borax18]

I Am Secksy

can i make my own guy Dimitri?

yes you can ^_^  

[Foxteeeth]

Meh, I'll be Claire if thats okay :3  

[HeadHunterXZI]

Again I call Wesker!  

[darkstarjaz]

i would like chris  

[HeadHunterXZI]

I guess just to get this rolling I can also be Alfred.  

[xSpookShowBabyx]

Alright since were about full her on this Roleplay, I think we can begin here. smile  

[HeadHunterXZI]

We should wait for her to start it. She might want to put us in a special situation to get things started.  

[Borax18]

You find yourself in a graveyard for dead prisoners on a island and something killed mostly every one there are a few survivors (you guys) but how long can you survive? lets find out shall we.....
weather -a thunder storm with hard rain and harsh winds
time- night
let the games begin....
twisted  

[HeadHunterXZI]

You hear evil laughter in the distance as well as screams.  

[Foxteeeth]

Claire brushed her fingertips across the dirty gravestone with a frown, unable to read the name. With a sigh, she stood up and wiped her wet brown hair out of her eyes before re-tying it in a ponytail. Deciding that she had enough sightseeing in the forgotten graveyard, she looked for the exit. As she began to make her way to it, something wrapped around her ankle and prevented her from moving. Claire frowned and glanced downward, to see a pale white hand that had sprouted from the ground that had firmly clutched her wet jeans. With a startled yell, she backpeddled and fell with a 'thud'. After dislodging the hand from her pants, she made a break for the exit, only to find herself surrounded by the undead.