BEST ROLEPLAY CONCEPT / STORY Hello, friends. ヾ(*´∇`)ﾉ Welcome to Cycle Two of the awards, where all of the fun, creative artsy stuff happens! Please try to vote honestly and take the time to seriously evaluate the nominees. Click the links below to go to the thread and check out the RP before making your decision! If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask. HAPPY VOTING, and good luck to the nominees! Note: Sorry for any mistakes, I'm half asleep, please let me know if I messed something up. ♥ 100 Days ♥ Cupid's Brew ♥ RE: Mario's High School Days ♥ The Fallen ♥ Digimon Burst ♥ Crossover Cove ♥ Mystic Rising ♥ The 9th Circle ♥ The New Kingdom
BEST ROLEPLAY Hello, friends. ヾ(*´∇`)ﾉ Welcome to Cycle Two of the awards, where all of the fun, creative artsy stuff happens! Please try to vote honestly and take the time to seriously evaluate the nominees. Click the links below to go to the thread and check out the RP before making your decision! If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask. HAPPY VOTING, and good luck to the nominees! Note: Sorry for any mistakes, I'm half asleep, please let me know if I messed something up. ♥ Cupid's Brew ♥ 100 Days ♥ Crossover Cove ♥ RE: Mario's High School Days ♥ Kingdom Hearts SOS ♥ The Fallen ♥ Heroic Sanction ♥ The Strange
Miss you.
what is even happening in this world
I shouldn't have to say anything. http://kh-vids.net/threads/crossover-cove-crossover-crib.134527/ If you legitimately don't understand why those posts were deleted and why I've popped up here, please shoot me a PM. (ʘ‿ʘ✿)
『WEATHER』 SNOWSTORM, 28°! ✖『DATE & TIME』 12/29/2015 - ???PM ✖『DAY』 09 ❝Relax Noelle, you'll be fine.❞ That's the last thing she heard before getting completely swept up in questions and examinations. Jonathan stayed with her, though, which she was grateful for ... it just didn't feel necessary. Why was everyone making such a huge deal? The crash had looked terrible but ... Had someone died? After the doctors had cleared out and she was told she could go home the next morning [ apparently she was pretty beaten up ], her and Jonathan talked casually and she asked him what exactly happened. He explained what he knew and she tried to put the pieces together. Eventually, she texted Bryan letting him know what had happened. When she felt she could, and Jonathan had left the room, she fell asleep.
❝Relax Noelle, you'll be fine.❞ That's the last thing she heard before getting completely swept up in questions and examinations. Jonathan stayed with her, though, which she was grateful for ... it just didn't feel necessary. Why was everyone making such a huge deal? The crash had looked terrible but ... Had someone died? After the doctors had cleared out and she was told she could go home the next morning [ apparently she was pretty beaten up ], her and Jonathan talked casually and she asked him what exactly happened. He explained what he knew and she tried to put the pieces together. Eventually, she texted Bryan letting him know what had happened. When she felt she could, and Jonathan had left the room, she fell asleep.
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OH, I'm sorry!! There you go. ; u ; <3
♔: ♠ « MUSIC ♠ « WEARING ♠ « ✉ 0 ♠ « OOC: N|A. ♠ :♔ She mumbled into her body, curled up like a ball on the couch. ❝You can go ... If you want.❞ How avoidant. He'd be lying if he said he really wanted to put up with this right now. He needed to sort through his own thoughts and feelings about it without someone so close to the source having a breakdown. He didn't know how to feel. It was almost like a joke. Like, it couldn't possibly be real. They were all fine. But he wasn't heartless enough not to care how Pierce was handling it. ❝That's not really answering the question.❞ He muttered. Pierce looked up from her knees. ❝Please ... Please stay. ❞ He took a deep breath and set his briefcase down, sitting back down on the couch a bit awkwardly. He felt uncomfortable as she sobbed into her arms, but he could ... empathize. Sophie and her were close, weren't they? Scooting a bit closer, he slid an arm around her and positioned her to lean against him and into his chest. ❝It'll be alright ...❞ He wasn't sure how true that was, but ...
She mumbled into her body, curled up like a ball on the couch. ❝You can go ... If you want.❞ How avoidant. He'd be lying if he said he really wanted to put up with this right now. He needed to sort through his own thoughts and feelings about it without someone so close to the source having a breakdown. He didn't know how to feel. It was almost like a joke. Like, it couldn't possibly be real. They were all fine. But he wasn't heartless enough not to care how Pierce was handling it. ❝That's not really answering the question.❞ He muttered. Pierce looked up from her knees. ❝Please ... Please stay. ❞ He took a deep breath and set his briefcase down, sitting back down on the couch a bit awkwardly. He felt uncomfortable as she sobbed into her arms, but he could ... empathize. Sophie and her were close, weren't they? Scooting a bit closer, he slid an arm around her and positioned her to lean against him and into his chest. ❝It'll be alright ...❞ He wasn't sure how true that was, but ...
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♔: ♠ « MUSIC ♠ « WEARING ♠ « ✉ 0 ♠ « OOC: Uh. ♠ :♔ ❝U-um, well ... I - I liked Eli - Elisa a lot w - with her vocals and keyboarding.❞ Her gaze shot to the upright piano in the corner of the room, then back to her notes. ❝A - and, well, um ... That - that Dennis B - Baker was good with the drumming.❞ ❝Ah, yeah. Good. I liked Elisa too, and ...❞ The papers fell from Pierce's hands as her brown eyes grew wide. He watched her reach for the remote and frown. Was she that nervous? She pressed the volume control and the reporter's voice came through the speakers. He looked towards the screen. They were broadcasting about some kind of a car crash? The remote fell from her fingers, clattering to the floor as soon as Sophie's name came onto the screen. He leaned back and stared into the screen as they released the details they had on the situation. Pierce was completely absorbed. ❝... Do you have any way to contact her parents? It could be someone else.❞ ❝That ... that car. Look. I - I know that car ...❞ There was silence between them and they watched. By the end of the story, Oliver was tucking his stuff away. This was clearly a ... terrible time. It wasn't going to work out. Of course. He wasn't sure about Pierce or how she would take the news and if he were honest, he didn't want to deal with it. There was a churning feeling in his stomach. Dread. This would be awful. ❝... Do you, uh ... I'm ... Sorry?❞ God what the ****. ❝Do you want to be alone ...?❞
❝U-um, well ... I - I liked Eli - Elisa a lot w - with her vocals and keyboarding.❞ Her gaze shot to the upright piano in the corner of the room, then back to her notes. ❝A - and, well, um ... That - that Dennis B - Baker was good with the drumming.❞ ❝Ah, yeah. Good. I liked Elisa too, and ...❞ The papers fell from Pierce's hands as her brown eyes grew wide. He watched her reach for the remote and frown. Was she that nervous? She pressed the volume control and the reporter's voice came through the speakers. He looked towards the screen. They were broadcasting about some kind of a car crash? The remote fell from her fingers, clattering to the floor as soon as Sophie's name came onto the screen. He leaned back and stared into the screen as they released the details they had on the situation. Pierce was completely absorbed. ❝... Do you have any way to contact her parents? It could be someone else.❞ ❝That ... that car. Look. I - I know that car ...❞ There was silence between them and they watched. By the end of the story, Oliver was tucking his stuff away. This was clearly a ... terrible time. It wasn't going to work out. Of course. He wasn't sure about Pierce or how she would take the news and if he were honest, he didn't want to deal with it. There was a churning feeling in his stomach. Dread. This would be awful. ❝... Do you, uh ... I'm ... Sorry?❞ God what the ****. ❝Do you want to be alone ...?❞
♔: ♠ « MUSIC ♠ « WEARING ♠ « ✉ 0 ♠ « OOC: N|A. ♠ :♔ Oliver had been planning to contact Pierce about the auditions as soon as lunch was done, but she beat him to it. It was surprising to say the least, but he figured that she was anxious to get the process over with and agreed to meet her at her place soon. He finished up what he was doing, got dressed and headed out, making sure to grab his notes before he did so. Once he arrived, he knocked on her door and waited patiently until she answered the door. ❝Oh, H - hi. Come in.❞ ❝Hey.❞ He obliged and was lead through the doorway and kitchen area [ where she grabbed some papers ] and into the living room. They settled down on the couch, and he helped her pull the coffee table closer to the couch so they could work on it. He put his papers down and ran a hand through his hair thoughtfully. ❝Alright, Pierce! I've narrowed the list down a bit, but what are your thoughts? Anyone particularly stand out to you? I wasn't really going for a particular genre of music but I'm more interested in a vocalist, drummer, pianist/keyboardist, bassist, guitarist ... I guess a sort of pop rock thing but variety is good too. ❞ He trailed off thoughtfully.
Oliver had been planning to contact Pierce about the auditions as soon as lunch was done, but she beat him to it. It was surprising to say the least, but he figured that she was anxious to get the process over with and agreed to meet her at her place soon. He finished up what he was doing, got dressed and headed out, making sure to grab his notes before he did so. Once he arrived, he knocked on her door and waited patiently until she answered the door. ❝Oh, H - hi. Come in.❞ ❝Hey.❞ He obliged and was lead through the doorway and kitchen area [ where she grabbed some papers ] and into the living room. They settled down on the couch, and he helped her pull the coffee table closer to the couch so they could work on it. He put his papers down and ran a hand through his hair thoughtfully. ❝Alright, Pierce! I've narrowed the list down a bit, but what are your thoughts? Anyone particularly stand out to you? I wasn't really going for a particular genre of music but I'm more interested in a vocalist, drummer, pianist/keyboardist, bassist, guitarist ... I guess a sort of pop rock thing but variety is good too. ❞ He trailed off thoughtfully.
『WEATHER』 SNOWSTORM, 28°! ✖『DATE & TIME』 12/29/2015 - ???AM ✖『DAY』 09 Things had been going fine that morning, for the most part. Maria left early and as soon as she was gone, Noëlle went back to sleep for a couple of hours. It had been nice spending time together, but it had also left her a bit exhausted, despite them not having spent too much time awake once going back to her place. It was so hard not to tell her everything ... She made it seem so simple. It was draining! Later in the morning, she found that Bryan had written her back, slipping a piece of paper under her door that said they would talk about it all later. That alone was enough cause for celebration. Things would be alright after all, she decided, and sent him an email to let him know where she was off to for the day. Maybe he didn't hate her. Seeing Julius had been a really rejuvenating experience. Knowing that he was alright, and seeing his recovery with her own eyes would ease a lot of her anxiety over his condition. She missed him being around and well, and hoped that maybe her visits would be as equally pleasing to him as they were to her. With that under her belt for confidence, she had left home with a delicately hopeful attitude. That promise of a good day had, of course, become completely broken as soon as the sound of scraping metal reached her ears. The bus seat she had nestled into for the ride was equipped with no seatbelt, and as soon as - well, something happened - she was thrown forward into the seat in front of her and slumped down to the floor, gripping the bolted leg of her own seat as the bus trembled and rocked. Everything happened so fast, she had no idea what was going on! Disoriented, she stayed still and closed her eyes as the horn of the bus rang out, and the entire vehicle jolted forward violently causing a couple of the windows of the bus to shatter and before she knew it, her world was spinning as the bus tipped and landed on it's side. She fell down into the aisle and onto the other side of the bus. Luckily the seat was empty, and she was able to protect her head before slamming down against the window now beneath her. All was silent for a few moments, that felt like an eternity. Her ears rang and various places on her body stung with scratches and quickly forming bruises. Everything was slowly fading to darkness until ... ❝ANYBODY THERE?! QUICK! GRAB MY HAND!❞ She recognized that voice ... Ugh. Realizing that the danger of the situation may or may not be over yet, she looked around her for anyone who might have been injured. She stayed put until everyone who really needed to was helped out of the bus, and then forced herself up into a standing position, stumbling over the seats of the bus as climbing to the entrance. Her hand wrapped around whoever it was the was helping and she was pulled out of the bus. Her head spun, but one her turquoise eyes met with the pale green ones, she felt a bit more relief. ❝... Jon ... athan?❞ If she remembered right, this was Julius' brother! What was he doing here? ❝What happened ... ?❞ She looked around at the wreckage, but before she could process much of anything, paramedics were whisking her away to a stretcher. Into the ambulance she went, despite feeling fine [ apparently something may have been broken and she was losing a lot of blood from a cut on her thigh ], and with her protesting ignored, they were off to the hospital.
Things had been going fine that morning, for the most part. Maria left early and as soon as she was gone, Noëlle went back to sleep for a couple of hours. It had been nice spending time together, but it had also left her a bit exhausted, despite them not having spent too much time awake once going back to her place. It was so hard not to tell her everything ... She made it seem so simple. It was draining! Later in the morning, she found that Bryan had written her back, slipping a piece of paper under her door that said they would talk about it all later. That alone was enough cause for celebration. Things would be alright after all, she decided, and sent him an email to let him know where she was off to for the day. Maybe he didn't hate her. Seeing Julius had been a really rejuvenating experience. Knowing that he was alright, and seeing his recovery with her own eyes would ease a lot of her anxiety over his condition. She missed him being around and well, and hoped that maybe her visits would be as equally pleasing to him as they were to her. With that under her belt for confidence, she had left home with a delicately hopeful attitude. That promise of a good day had, of course, become completely broken as soon as the sound of scraping metal reached her ears. The bus seat she had nestled into for the ride was equipped with no seatbelt, and as soon as - well, something happened - she was thrown forward into the seat in front of her and slumped down to the floor, gripping the bolted leg of her own seat as the bus trembled and rocked. Everything happened so fast, she had no idea what was going on! Disoriented, she stayed still and closed her eyes as the horn of the bus rang out, and the entire vehicle jolted forward violently causing a couple of the windows of the bus to shatter and before she knew it, her world was spinning as the bus tipped and landed on it's side. She fell down into the aisle and onto the other side of the bus. Luckily the seat was empty, and she was able to protect her head before slamming down against the window now beneath her. All was silent for a few moments, that felt like an eternity. Her ears rang and various places on her body stung with scratches and quickly forming bruises. Everything was slowly fading to darkness until ... ❝ANYBODY THERE?! QUICK! GRAB MY HAND!❞ She recognized that voice ... Ugh. Realizing that the danger of the situation may or may not be over yet, she looked around her for anyone who might have been injured. She stayed put until everyone who really needed to was helped out of the bus, and then forced herself up into a standing position, stumbling over the seats of the bus as climbing to the entrance. Her hand wrapped around whoever it was the was helping and she was pulled out of the bus. Her head spun, but one her turquoise eyes met with the pale green ones, she felt a bit more relief. ❝... Jon ... athan?❞ If she remembered right, this was Julius' brother! What was he doing here? ❝What happened ... ?❞ She looked around at the wreckage, but before she could process much of anything, paramedics were whisking her away to a stretcher. Into the ambulance she went, despite feeling fine [ apparently something may have been broken and she was losing a lot of blood from a cut on her thigh ], and with her protesting ignored, they were off to the hospital.
Humuhumunukunukuapua'a, Makihiki malahini-who, humuhumunukunukuapua'a oooooooh! HAWANA wakawakawakaniki pu pu pu!
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The next morning, Sophie and Lucas decide to go together to visit Fatime in the hospital. Around the same time, as Noëlle is riding the bus and on her way to visit Julius again, Bryan decides to meet up with her to talk about his avoidance and what exactly is going on with all of that ****. The roads are snowy and slick with ice as the snowstorm increases in intensity. Eventually, Sophie, Lucas and Bryan are all stopped at the same intersection - heading in different directions as they took separate routes to arrive at the hospital. The bus Noëlle is riding on goes to stop as well, but for some ~ mysterious voodoo ~ reason, slides on the ice. Oh nooo. Bryan and Lucas, the drivers, don't notice the sliding bus because they're stupid and go when the light turns green, with Bryan's car moving first. Cue some dramatic explosive crash. The bus slams into Bryan's car, which flips slides and rolls, crashes into Lucas and Sophie. They all die. The bus hits the curb of the sidewalk and minus a few shattered windows is okay, I guess. Spoiler: x
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high school musical is the best of the drugs
jayn-chan...! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
