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[Rise of Albion]

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  Every movie has a climax. The moment that creates the utmost tension, suspense and drama. The audience is held on the edge of their seats, waiting with anxious excitement to discover whether or not their favourite characters would be able to survive. These events are always the most devastating, memorable and painful. As the characters are forced to endure them, the audience is reminded that they never want to be a part of that situation. Of course, the favourite character will never die but that's purely for the ratings and the continued happiness of the customers. What would happen if you were trapped in that situation?
  
  
  
  
  Fiction becomes reality when a small group of teenagers are kidnapped from their ordinary lives and forced to endure through the sick fantasies of a madman. You wake up in a dark room, chained to a wall, unable to move. Five strangers are regaining consciousness around you, all in the same conditions. That's when you notice a speaker set into the wall just behind your head. Sound crackles and your assaulter reveals that you are now under his control. He forces you and your new companions into the most dangerous, live-threatening situations of the most famous movies. Every living thing that remains in the world is out to kill you. You will wake alone, be forced to find each other and then discover a way out. Because if you die in the game, you die in real life.
  
  
  
  
  There might be a final way out, but who can be sure? The best way possible is to fight for survival and to work with or against the one girl you meet who doesn't seem to have another agenda. Can you both make it out alive? What about romance? In a time of great struggle, is their still time for love?
  

• Regular site rules apply.

• When events become too intimate (NC-17+, R), please fade to black or continue on through pm.

• Literacy is the biggest requirement. Posts need to be detailed and lengthy, preferably two to three full paragraphs each. Not all of it needs to be dialogue, it can be the character's thoughts about current circumstances or even about past experiences and their own relationships. It keeps the rp at a sophisticated level and also helps you to improve your own writing skill.

• NO ONE LINERS.

• Do not start rp-ing until I have accepted you.

• If there are no more spots left, then don't apply. I'm not going to open more up unless the rp has died.

• Have you read the rules? Then put your character's favourite movie or song into the personality section. Just merge it in. Don't bold or italics or anything. I read them all. You don't have to worry. Ignore the last rule (no. 14).
  

• Please be original with your characters. I want depth and personality, no Mary-Sues, Gary-Stus and no stereotypical characters. Don't have your female be strong all the time. People cry and people hurt and it takes awhile to get over it.
  

• Relationships do not happen over night. Heat of the moment, yes, but there are going to be repercussions of that. One night stands happen, yes, but don't have them fallen in love over that or together in a relationship. That's why it's called a one night stand. No falling in love at one go.
  

• Characters evolve and develop. It's okay if your character isn't the same as your had her/him at the beginning.

• Do not fight against me. I can/might/will block you from the rp if you disobey these rules, annoy me, fight with others or anything else.

• If you have read the rules, please place 'Survive the Game' at the end of your application.

"In life, you don't make any real choices. That right is always taken away by someone else."

Name: Elizabeth Alice Florence


Nickname(s): Lizzie, Eliza, Lizabeth


Age: 16


Gender: Female


Sexuality: Heterosexual


Personality:


Elizabeth is a gentle-hearted, naive woman with an innocent view of the world who always strives to do the ethically right thing. That means no stealing boyfriends, cutting it low on one night stands, and giving a second chance to everyone. The law is her guideline, and unlike most others of whom don't mind it, breaking rules is not a comfortable experience and she will often be the unwilling participant. She cannot break someone's heart without breaking her own, meaning that she is often the one left in the deep end. However, she is constantly doubting herself, her decisions and her importance and worth. This is not only about trying to save the world, but also about not wanting to appear to be a failure.


Inherantly loyal, Lizzie would do absolutely anything for her friends and the people that she cares about. She tries not to be mean, so will instead cry out her emotions with a tub of ice-cream and some chocolate. Her mental strength, however, is incredibly stronger than can be assumed from simply looking at her. She can be broken, but she will always learn and always bound back. It has not been strange for her to pick up stray, hurt animals and care for them until they're healthy again. She isn't able to hold grudges for very long and can forgive people just as easily. She has a terrible short memory, and is always forgetting her keys, events, things she has to do, Her navigation skills are terrible, and she cannot be counted on to get somewhere. She's also in love with being in love.


History (Optional): To be revealed in rp.


Writing Sample (300 words):


Elizabeth grimaced and turned her face up to the rapidly darkening skies to let out a groan of complete and utter despair. Unsurprisingly, on the day that she needed it most, she had managed to leave her little umbrella at home again. Earlier that morning, she had left her house thinking to herself that finally she had remembered everything that she could possibly need for the coming day. Of course you couldn’t, she thought bitterly to herself, pulling out her phone so she could get an estimate of how far she would be forced to walk in the coming rain if she decided to try and make it to the closest bus stop, an umbrella painted with little forget-me-nots. More like forget-me-all-the-freaking-times. I am unbelievable.


Tiny rain drops began to splatter against the inner city pavement causing people to scatter to shelter like bugs away from a shoe. She wrinkled her nose as the water touched her skin and rose a hand to wipe it away, only to find her attempts promptly ruined when the full force of the storm was released only moments later. Lizzie ruefully pulled her jacket hood atop her head, drew her shopping bags closer towards her and hurried down the now empty street to the little café her mother had informed her to wait at. Over two hours left until her mother had notified her that she would pick her up, and without a phone, genius that she was, she would be forced to spend her time doing absolutely nothing. Wet season in Australia meant that storms were often fierce and often far from being light showers. Maybe at one point she would decide to brave the rain and winds to get to the large shopping complex, but as she didn’t fancy becoming drenched any time soon, that was quickly becoming an unlikely option.


With a sigh of resignation, Elizabeth pulled her fiery red hair over one shoulder and walked up to the counter with a sad smile. “One iced chocolate please, and maybe a muffin to pass the time.” She could only thank the gods that she had remembered to bring her wallet and her money on that trip.

 

[Hi Im Red]

Name:

Cameron (Cam) Wyatt Roman

Age:

18

Gender:

Male

Height/Weight:

5'11" / 158lbs

Sexuality:

Bisexual

Personality:

Jokester and the fun loving, Cam is always out to have a laugh. Of course, that's when he isn't working. Almost as if he suffers from MPD; one moment he is a scared kid not knowing what to do, the next he's a sly bastard who can't keep his snide comments to himself, and then next thing he knows he's the best on field commander the army has seen for over a decade.

Cameron is all over the map with how he feels at the best of times; however when it comes to being on the field he is always sure to know his men are okay. He's a strong fighter and rarely anything can scare him, but the mere thought of the things this crazy person will do to them sends shivers down his spine. Cam can normally keep his cool when a situation gets bad, he's dealt with those who suffer from PTSD while fighting and got them back on their feet in no time. He's always been prone to night tremors -of course he never told anyone that- always seeing flashes of the men and women dying around them because of the war. He keeps his cool, and deals with it on his own.

Sometimes he may be a little too selfless, always trying to see if others are alright even if he's bleeding out on a death bed, he needs to know they're safe. Cam always has a strong willed heart and will do whatever it takes to survive.

History:

Growing up, Cameron had anything he could have asked for, he never asked for much but always received more. His father being a successful lawyer and his mother author of the New York Times bestseller; three years in a row, he's always been spoiled. Even when he specifically told his parents that he hated it when he always got things he didn't need, he always thought that instead of spending their money on him, to give it to someone who really needs it.

When he turned twelve he started to develop feelings towards his best friend Jordyn, he never said anything about the subject and pushed the feeling down instead. It was weird, should he even be liking someone of the same sex? Those were his thoughts, and he never spoke a word of it or gave into his bodies demands until he started high school. Turns out there was nothing he should have been ashamed of, his parents took his coming out very well, as did all of his friends. Which was great!

For a while. When the other students found out they started to tease and to bully him. Cameron turned to his friends for help, however when he did all they did was shy away, being sure not to make eye contact. No one wanted to be friends with the looser anyway.

Being this looser, ultimately helped him find his short-term boyfriend. Nathan Campel, the only other one in his school to come out openly. At first they agreed to only be friends. Cam told his partner of wanting to join the military and that he would have to be leaving six months after graduation. But they were determine to hold onto what they had -which did not happen. Cameron dropped out of school early and went overseas to fight. After he came back from being shipped away for a year, he was greeted with being taken away and waking up in some strange room chained to a wall with some random girl.

Writing Sample:

Exert from a 1x1 RP 'Boarded In'

"You should really invest on some alcohol," Sam called from the kitchen. She couldn't hear any beating going on in the living room which made her grow curious. There were two options, (a) he beat the thing quietly. (B) he was bitten and now slowly turning into a living corpse. She silently prayed that it was option A. Sighing to herself, Sam grabbed a kitchen knife just in case and slowly walke out of the kitchen, knife held in front of her. "Please don't be dead," she mumbled to herself. At least if he wasn't dead she wouldn't have to survive the ed of the human race alone.

Once Sam reached the living room once more, she saw the guy standing at the window, and there was no blood, or any zombie head. So her curiosity grew. Letting her guard down for just a moment, she lowered the knife walking towards the guy that let her in his apartment; well not really let her in, more opened the door and fell in. She looked down at what he was looking at and saw the numerous zombies chasing after people, not long ago she was one of those people. And looking down at them, thinking about all the people that lost them to this it was horrible. Then it hit her. She turned around and grabbed her bag that she dropped on the floor, Sam rummaged through her purse before finding her Blackberry, smiling as she saw there was a text message from the very person she wanted to hear from. Sam opened the message and read;

Sammie, stay safe. I'm okay, I'm headed up to Canada for colder climate. I hope to hear from you soon, sweetheart.


Xo Dad

One thing was going through her mind, he was safe, her dad was okay, and that's all she could ask for at the time. She sent back a quick message saying she was alright, and that she loved him very much, just so he would be assured that she was okay. Sam clutched the phone in her hand tightly, silently thanking god for keeping her dad safe, she couldn't have another scare again.

Back when she was four, her mother walked out on them, leaving her and her dad alone. That was okay, she was a bitch anyways. Her and her dad grew up in Manitoba together, and two years ago she got accepted to a great school for her science and engendering degree, that's why she moved out and was in this complex. She rarely got to see her dad anymore because of the distance between them, but it never stopped her from sky ping him every other night, and texting him every day. They were close to say the least, and now to hear that he was okay; it was better news then the time her acceptance letter came in the mail.

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[Rise of Albion]

[QUOTE="Hi Im Red]
Name:
Cameron (Cam) Wyatt Roman


Age:


18


Gender:


Male

[/QUOTE]
Accepted! 
It didn't start with her waking up in a cold, dark cell, chained to a wall and threatened by a madman. It didn't start with her waking up in the midst of the climax of the Titanic, or the Hunger Games, or Harry Potter. It didn't start with her facing her death with every second that passed, survival growing steadily uncertain. Her day began with the golden rays of sunlight pouring out across her face, the crisp, white sheets trapping her in their warm grasp and her alarm turning on the radio to the early morning news. Elizabeth blinked several times to awaken herself fully, but decided not to move yet, content on simply relishing in the warmth and serenity of her little room. There were no time constraints that morning thankfully, as school didn't exist on a Saturday and work didn't begin until three. She sighed and a light smile spread across her delicate lips, her thoughts turning to the freedom that presented itself to her when the weekends finally came. It didn't always mean that she could just do whatever she wanted, having that ability only served to create the greatest of feelings. And waking up at 10:30 instead of 6:30 would always agree with.


She hadn't planned for her day to involve anything too important. She left the house at 11:00 to spend some time doing some personal shopping before she would have to check in at the cinema there and report to work for a six hour shift at 13:00. Nothing special was supposed to happen to her. The first surprise arrived at 12:28 as she finished up trying clothes on in Forever New. A text from her mother: Jared proposed!!! HONEY, I'M GETTING MARRIED!!! The second surprise arrived at 12:29 when she received news from a different person entirely. A phone call from her hopeful university: Elizabeth Florence? We're pleased to inform you that your application has been accepted, and we would love to have you join us for our 2015 season next year. The third and most important surprise arrived at 12:35. This was one that she could have never expected, or wished for in her entire life.


12:32. Her fiery red hair was tied up into a quick ponytail as she bought the pretty green dress that was now to be her treat for that day. At first, she had loved it and promised that one day she would return for it with enough spare money so she could buy it. However, after receiving both messages of such joy, she had decided to tempt the fates and simply reward herself. She deserved it, and blowing off work that day was not near as important as celebrating her own mother's engagement! As she couldn't remember who her father was, she fully supported her single mother's decision. He had abandoned them when she was too young to remember, but his leaving had always affected her mother. She had fought to find true love, and Lizzie strived to constantly please her mother. On that fateful day, the mother and daughter had received both. Without a moment left, she had dashed outside and decided to run home as fast as she could. Unfortunately, as it would soon turn out, that wasn't going to happen.


Elizabeth grimaced and turned her face up to the rapidly darkening skies to let out a groan of complete and utter despair. Unsurprisingly, on the day that she needed it most, she had managed to leave her little umbrella at home again. Earlier that morning, she had left her house thinking to herself that finally she had remembered everything that she could possibly need for the coming day. Of course you couldn’t, she thought bitterly to herself, pulling out her phone so she could get an estimate of how far she would be forced to walk in the coming rain to get home, an umbrella painted with little forget-me-nots. More like forget-me-all-the-freaking-times. I am unbelievable.


Tiny rain drops began to splatter against the inner city pavement causing people to scatter to shelter like bugs away from a shoe. She wrinkled her nose as the water touched her skin and rose a hand to wipe it away, only to find her attempts promptly ruined when the full force of the storm was released only moments later. Lizzie ruefully pulled her jacket hood atop her head, drew her shopping bags closer towards her and began to run. Wet season in Australia meant that storms were often fierce and often far from being light showers. What she didn't happen to expect however, as she sprinted through the rain was to feel a sharp prick on the side of her neck and to fall, suddenly unconscious to the ground. It was the second time that she woke up that day that her true horrific adventures began.

 

[Hi Im Red]

Serving in the war was something else, however coming home and finding out that your boyfriend is doing your best friend isn't the best thing to happen. On the contrary it was the best thing to happen to him in the string of events that's happened to him since he's gotten back. Cameron had first of all taken the wrong flight home and was now stuck half way across the world, in Australia. Things couldn't possibly get any worse, or at least that's what he was thinking the second before the rain poured down, soaking him in his uniform and he couldn't bring himself to care. However, he did want to get inside to prevent himself from getting a cold, with only a little bit of cash on him and a dead cellphone with the things on his back, he had no where to go, which made the situation worse. He thought that he was crazy for actually wanting to be back in the war, but at this moment there wasn't anything that he could do, no money for a flight, and no phone call to contact his commander,


Walking into a coffee shop on the street he was on, he went inside to save himself from the vicious rain. He had a change of clothes in his large duffle and so he went to get changed. Cameron stuffed his sobbing wet clothes inside the bag as he exited the bathroom, zipping his jacket up and putting his hood over his head to somewhat protect him from the rain. Then the unexpected happen; a man came and bumped his shoulder rather roughly as he walked past him. Cam turned around, brows raised, "Excuse you," he said with a small scoff, and as he turned around again there was someone else pressing a syringe into his neck as the first man walked back to keep him from hitting the ground. This certainly was not the way he expected to spend his first 24 hours home.

 

[Mikkelle Sting]

May I reserve a female spot?

 

[Rise of Albion]

@Mikkelle Sting As I have already stated, this rp is a 1x1 and all avaliable spots are now closed. All posts regarding this subject shall be deleted after 24 hours.