Light and Rain: Roleplay

ladybugheart • 21 January 2014 at 11:44 PM

June Kim -

Goodbye, computer. I don't need you anymore! Starting today, I actually have a life.

My mom would be so proud. That is, if she actually cared.

Still on my swivley hair, I roll away from the computer and toward my telescope, the beautiful $500 telescope that I got for my tenth birthday. The stars twinkle in the sky like massive, luminous spheres of plasma held together by their own gravity. Yes, that is the perfect simile, I think to myself. I'll have to write that one down.

Yet the computer beckons. I know I've been waiting to look at the stars for several months, but man, the computer is addicting.

I peer through the telescope, observing the planets, when I spot something strange... a shooting star? But it doesn't just flash by - it gets closer. I've never seen anything like it.

I set down the telescope to look at it with my naked eyes, and the meteor keeps getting bigger.

Looking around, I notice there's something weird in the sky above my house. Might as well investigate that. I walk outside to get a better look, but all I can focus on is the meteor.

"Meteorites strike earth, annihilating cities."

"Thousands die in impact events."

I dash back inside the house, climbing up the staircase that leads to my room. There has to be somewhere I can go. The basement.

I decide to say hi to my turtle.

linpug • 22 January 2014 at 9:41 PM

Chris Man Lee

I have to select a weapon now. I look down the list of available items. Sword... sounds good

FOR A LITTLE GIRL I NEED SOMETHING MANLY NOT A SWORD!

I scroll down a bit more and find the manliest item! A FISH STICK! I meant Fist Stick. My weapon will be a Fist Stick. Those are the manliest weapons ever.

Now that I have my Fist Stick, I have to find the portal. I wonder where it is. I need a better view of everything. What has a better view? An airplane! No... I don't have an airplane. Wait I have an apartment! I'll go to the top of my apartment. I climb up the stairs cause I'm too manly for that girly elevator. I go to the top, and I see a swirly thing. It must be the portal. I enter it.

ladybugheart • 23 January 2014 at 12:57 PM

June Kim -

I scoop up Crater and put him in a jar, looking around for other valuables. After all, I'm not going to let everything get blown up by a meteor while I hang out in the basement waiting to die.

I'd take the computer, but I don't know how I'd go about lugging it around. Instead, I grab my telescope, pick up my favorite teddy bear, and run. Bye, computer. For real this time.

I get the feeling that I'm overreacting. Like seriously, what are the chances that the thing is actually going to kill me? Although I expect it to burn up in Earth's atmosphere, I don't want to be there to find out what will happen. Even though it will probably be beautiful.

Hands full, I rush downstairs and toward the basement. I turn the doorknob, but it doesn't move.

IT'S LOCKED. WHY. WHO DID THIS.

Oh, right, it was me. I was doomed anyway.

ems • 30 January 2014 at 11:40 PM

Ella Smith

Ella had already woken up, and, hearing of the newest game for PC, had made a quick run down to the nearest game store to purchase it. "Hm, looks sweet." The girl nodded, waring her usual black sweat shirt and red beanie. Reading the back of the casing as she walked back home, she smiled, becoming excited for the plot. Once home she plopped down in her awesome swiveling chair and popped the disc in, replacing her beanie with her headset, and grabbing her controller as she awaited the installation rather patiently.

It seemed to take ages and Ella groaned inwardly. How long could it take?

"Intallation 30% complete."

The girl glared at the screen, annoyed. Installations were slow, but this was becoming ridiculous!

"Come on...." Ella muttered, tapping on the buttons absently. Finally the installation had succeeded and Ella began to create her file.

"Pick a title and planet..." She read aloud.

"Um... Knight of Breath... The Stones and Gems planet sounds cool..." Ella trailed off as another message appeared.

"Proceed to the portal to enter the game."

And a.... A five-minute timer... Ella looked completely confused. She heard someone outside, yelling. Without removing her headset, she picked up her beanie and took a look outside, squinting at her neighbor who pointed fearfully at the sky. Ella's amber eyes lifted to the sky and found something that looked to be approaching Earth.

"It's huge!"
"It'll burn up in the atmosphere, dear, come inside."
"No I don't think you understand, it's coming right at us, Bill!"
"You've been sleeping okay?"
"Bill!"

Ella paid no mind to the couple as her eyes hit something else.

A portal.

On the roof of her house.

taffy789 • 2 February 2014 at 3:15 AM

<Alyssa>

An hour passed before Alyssa woke up from her nap, but yet to the girl, it'd felt like it'd lasted for so much longer... Like, for about four months, minus around five days, as a completely random, non-meta example.
Lifting her head from her fluffy pink covers, she let loose a great yawn and rolled over onto her back from her "face-down" sleeping position. 
This style of sleeping tended to give her mother a heart attack, as she constantly fretted about her dear daughter suffocating on pillows. But really, Alyssa knew that if anyone needed to be worried over in her household, it was her mother, not her. The woman was so ditzy that constantly a month didn't go by without her tripping down the stairs, despite all of Alyssa's warnings.
 Yawning once more, Alyssa sat herself up in her bed, and then stretched her arms out above her head, her bones cracking audibly. 
 As she slowly regained sentience, the first thought that popped into Alyssa's still-tired mind told her to check the progress of the game download on her computing device.
 While rubbing sleepy eyes with one hand, Alyssa rummaged through the bedsheets in search of her laptop with the other. Soon, she located it, and brought into her lap.
 She felt relieved when she saw that, by this time, the game HAD finally loaded. The screen now displayed a large section of items and was asking her to "Choose your weapon!"
 Alyssa was confused. She had thought the game was some sort of lame RPG, and had never seen an RPG that allowed its players to choose a pair of chopsticks or a vacuum cleaner as weapons before. Unamused, Alyssa scrolled through hundreds useless choices before giving up and deciding to arm herself with something completely ridiculous. She choose the very same deadly, fear-evoking, and dangerous object that still sat on her carpet... A paddleball.
 She knew her mother would be so proud.
 The screen changed as soon as Alyssa selected her clearly OP weapon, and she received her title of "Witch of Life". While she didn't know whatever the heck that meant, she figured it was a good thing since witches were generally awesome and life was a considered a universally good thing, for the most part.
 Then a lone timer counting down from twenty minutes appeared on her laptop screen, and it wouldn't disappear no matter how many times, how rapidly, or with how much pressure Alyssa hit the "Exit" key. Becoming quickly fed up with the unresponsive game, she slammed her laptop shut with disgust.
 "Darn thing must've been a stupid virus," she muttered angrily under her breath, feeling very much like a fool. The girl hopped out of her bed and wondered what she should do now.
 .... After thinking over it, Alyssa decided that she should warn Evan not to download the game. The boy lived out in the middle of nowhere, and she knew he only had one, incredibly ancient computer to his name. If that technological fossil crashed due to some stupid virus, then it would possibly spell the end to their communications together! As much as the boy's airheadedness sometimes struck a nerve, she didn't want to stop talking to him- though she would never admit that to him out loud, and thankfully would never have to since there was no chance that they ever see one another face-to-face, not in a million years. Seriously, the chances of them actually meeting in person were as slim as the chances of a meteor falling out of the sky obliterating Alyssa's house into a sad pile of charred support beams and gray dust.
 With that hilarious and in-no-way-whatsoever-ironic simile still in her head, Alyssa exited her room and headed for her mother's across the hall. She needed another way to contact Evan, and she needed another device that had Poke-A-Buddy installed to do so. Luckily, if routine could be counted on, she knew just where to find one.

ladybugheart • 2 February 2014 at 9:43 PM

June Kim -

I walk back outside rather than try to kick the door down; although I'm sure that it's possible in my house's worn condition, I am significantly less sure that hiding out in the basement is going to protect me.

How long has it been... like, three minutes? The last thing I remember doing is giving up on that stupid game, right before I noticed a meteor and some weird portal thing over my house.

That portal... oh man. I need a way to get on top of my house. Something like that ladder leaning on the wall next to the basement door - yes, perfect. After running back and grabbing it, I rest the ladder against the wall of my house. Darn it. I need my hands.

I put Crater in the pocket of my sweatshirt, which is wrapped around my waist, and toss my teddy bear onto the roof. With my telescope in my hand, I begin to climb. As I pass by the window of my room, I peer through and notice the timer counting down with less than a minute left. Meanwhile, the meteor draws near, erasing my hopes that it will burn up without causing any damage. It's not terribly big, but it's headed straight towards me.

When I reach the roof, I grab my teddy bear, whose front side is dirty with brownish water. It's wet and slippery up here from the endless days of rain, so I cautiously make my way toward the portal. Without a second thought, I walk through.

bunnyshadow • 20 February 2014 at 7:23 PM

-Fang Deces Slythe-

He stormed down the hallway and continued outside. What he saw was a bright reddish-orange speck in the sky. He squinted his eyes and with each passing second, the speck seemed to grow larger. Before long, he could make it out as a meteor. The boy stared at the projectile for half a minute, then turned around and walked back in the house as if nothing ever happened.

Fang took large steps towards his room, scooped up his snake and went on his way once again. But before he left the room, he saw the timer as 3 minutes. Putting two and two together, he realized that the meteor must have something to do with the timer.

"Portal..." he wondered. "I have to find the portal. I should climb onto the roof to see if I can find the portal from a higher place."

Placing the snake around his neck and shoulders, he stepped out once again in the pouring rain. Fang reached for foot and hand holds on the roof of his home. Soon, he arrived at the top.

In front of him was the portal. His snake hissed uncomfortably and Fang patted it's head before entering the portal.

It was finally time to leave his life behind and start anew...

As the Thief of Blood.

ladybugheart • 1 March 2014 at 6:40 PM

Jerome Ackerman ;;

"Bob wants some more hot chocolate." Four-year-old Chloe, whose blonde hair is tied up in a ponytail, sets a tea cup next to me and waits.

Bob, the life-sized monkey stuffed animal, falls over with his face in his sandwich. It must be good if he's not even going to bother picking it up.

I drink some of my tea. "Too bad. This is a tea party, not a hot chocolate party. And Bob looks dead to me."

"I changed it. It's a hot chocolate party now." Chloe gets up and runs over to the kitchen, coming back with a packet of hot chocolate powder. It opens with a small poof of dust. She pours some in Bob's teacup, some in her own, and some in mine.

The powder mixes with the tea that was already in my cup. "Ew," I say, pushing it away. "Seriously?"

"Drink it!" she demands, shoving the cup under my nose. She laughs at my disgust as I try to push it away.

Welcome to an average day in my life.

"You know, I think I'm going to go now." Since I finished my sandwich a long time ago, I wasn't really doing anything besides pouring tea anyway. I get up, wiping the bread crumbs off my shirt and retreating to the restroom to wash my hands. I'd stay with my sister and her monkey a little longer, but I can hardly wait to start playing my new game!

linpug • 23 March 2014 at 10:17 PM

Chris Man Lee

\_^_O_^_/
. . . |#|
. . ./ . .\

Chris woke up in his land. It was a bright, active world with treadmills covering the entire ground, aside from where there are a few ponds. Towers of iron framework with ladders to climb up or down rise from the floor. Beams connect the towers, and although most are just framework, some have libraries containing useful information. The denizen lives in one of these libraries, and airborne swans inhabit the land. The sky, decorated with turquoise clouds, is dark blue at night and pink during the day.

Chris stood there in awe, looking at the beautiful clouds, and treadmills. Treadmills? Wait was Chris actually seeing this? There where treadmills everywhere, covering the ground, as if it where grass. He almost threw up from excitement. Was this his land? It was perfect for him. He smiled to himself a beautiful, hideous smile.

Christ attempted to get on the one nearest to him. He was thrown off and broke all his bones. He got up, perfectly unharmed. His hair was stuck in the treadmill, and all of his hair was yanked off. He nearly cwied of the pain. After the dramatic experience, he brushed his beautiful hair back. It was time for him to explore his land.

ladybugheart • 8 April 2014 at 11:43 PM

Jerome Ackerman ;;

This time, two new games are waiting for me up in my room, giving me double the excitement. Last month, my mom only got me one, but I guess this is supposed to make up for it. Whenever I have a selection to choose from, I like to play the one that seems easier or less interesting first, then the other one.

I climb the stairs, passing by my brother's room quietly to avoid disturbing him, then slam the door with as much force as possible. The house doesn't shake as much as I'd like. After scanning the room, my eyes settle on the disk on my computer desk, just waiting to greet me. Snapped in half.

I hate you so much, Jacob.

The door of the adjacent room creaks open and closes. Footsteps grow quieter as they head down the stairs and towards the restroom - he's gone. And so I open my own door, treading lightly over the beige carpet, and sneak into his room like a ninja. The first thing that captures my attention is the half-finished homework on the table, which I instantly shred. Before he makes his return, I head back into my own room and act as if nothing happened.

Man, that guy really is a jerk. I pick up the two halves of the disk, emotions boiling inside me, and throw them across the room. The other game appears fortunately unharmed, although I wouldn't be too sure just yet. Turning it over, I read the description, which seems okay at first until I realize how incredibly vague it is. Nevertheless, I begin installation and hope that I'll finish it before my brother comes.

taffy789 • 9 April 2014 at 11:56 PM

<Alyssa>

Slipping quietly into her mother's empty, pitch black room, Alyssa smacked her hand repeatedly against the wall in the search for the light switch. When she found it, a blinding flash filled the small space, and she could now see her surroundings.
  Her mother's room was warm, cozy and all too vividly colored for her daughter's taste. Where it excelled in comfy quilts lining the beds and a homey atmosphere, the room failed the basic rule of interior design- no clashing colors. Orange drapes clashed with blue bed sheets and a group of green pillows. A black coffee table looked misplaced on a hot pink rug while a pretty white television set deeply contrasted with the painfully red dresser it sat on. A splotch of yellow on the recliner pulled the entire conglomeration of catastrophic colors creatively together.
 Alyssa fought the urge to slam her head against the wall every time she walked into this room and was reminded of her mother's insistence on the "equal representation of all colors present on the spectrum ". Despite whatever egalitarian philosophy was behind her mother's thinking, Alyssa was perfectly fine with the shade of pink holding a dictatorship over HER bedroom. Then again, living in a pure white room was better than putting up with her mother's frightening attempts at color coordination.
 Remembering her mission, Alyssa walked into the loud room and began her search.
 It didn't take long to find what she was looking for. After digging through the contents of her mother's bedside table drawer, she discovered two things of upmost importance. 
Firstly, the girl found an old romance novel which her dear mother had borrowed from her to read a long time ago and never gave back. Alyssa frowned as she inspected the book; looking at the dog-eared pages and highlighted words that had not been present before. Resigned, she sighed, having accepted her mother's annoying reading habits long ago, and began to leaf through the pages of the novel. Ah, she remembered it all so clearly. The book- titled "Lost Paris Souls"- was one of Alyssa's all time favorites. It detailed the romantic interactions between a beautiful- and buff- Parisian barkeep and a foreigner making the most of their time together. However, tragically there was a great difference between the two that kept their relationship from ever really lasting. It was a wonderful story with a surprisingly sad ending, and the teenage girl let out a longing sigh just by recalling it.
 But the book wasn't what Alyssa snuck into her mom's room to find, the second recovered object was.
  Her mom's phone- which the woman always had a habit of leaving at the house- was faithfully in the same place her mother always forgot it. The IPhone had a lot of fancy ad-ons, such as a being waterproof and uncrackable- necessities needed to survive being cared for by her mom- and also had an ancient Poke-A-Buddy app downloaded! Even better, her mother had an account already made...
 Alyssa opened the app and cringed upon seeing her mother's username. "Alyssaluver1337" blared in loud orange letters across the screen. Frowning, the teen tried to ignore her mother's overtly showy displays of affection for her. After little searching, Alyssa found Evan's account and sent him a quick message:

 "Evan don't play that game! It gave my laptop a nasty virus. Watch out!"

After pausing a moment for reconsideration, Alyssa quickly added:

"This is Alyssa btw. I'm on my Mom's phone."
 
 She prayed her warning wasn't coming too late, although a creeping doubt reminded her that she most likely was.
  Not needing anything else, Alyssa exited out of her mom's room and walked into the hallway, only to have her attention drawn to a faint... humming sound. Where was it coming from? The attic; the roof perhaps?
 Blinking in confusion, Alyssa slipped her mother's phone into her pocket for safekeeping, then tugged hard on a cord which dangled from the hall ceiling. A ladder to her attic unfolded down from above her, which Alyssa ascended to find out what exactly was going on.

ladybugheart • 11 May 2014 at 6:51 PM

Jerome Ackerman ;;

Voices echo from downstairs as Jacob, Chloe, and my mum eat lunch. If Jacob's involved, it's probably talk about grades since the school year is coming to an end. Fortunately, I've been spared this kind of nagging at the price of having my siblings pour scorn on me for my methods. Pfft. I hear my name among the awkward conversation - no doubt a reminder to me more like me.

The game marches forward on its quest towards installation. My computer is fast, but this is slow, so I preoccupy myself with League of Legends. The window is open, letting out the muggy summer air of my room and letting in various dirt particles and and bacteria. In the past, there's also been the occasional bird or lost squirrel. Legos litter the ground, serving as a land mine for my siblings. I must say, I really am a genius. Periodically, I check to see the steady progress of the game, which isn't very encouraging. A leaf hits me in the face.

The door swings open, much to my horror knocking down the Lego castle I built next to it. My grumpy brother seems happy for someone whose homework was just shredded, but it occurs to me that he hasn't visited his room yet. But still, unusually happy. This is not a good sign.

Apparently, the family decided - without me even being there, by the way - to assign me more chores. I'm Jerome Ackerman, for goodness' sake. I don't do chores; I play games and get good grades, and that should be good enough. But nope. "Mum wants you to take the trash out /now/, Jerome."

"Well, isn't that nice."

"I'll just tell her that, then," he smiles as he begins to close the door.

"Wait! I'm almost done with this game. You can have my cupcake."

"Deal."

I finish the match almost immediately, but nobody has come back to bother me yet and the other game has finished installing, so why not.

“Your title is the Mage of Time. Your planet is the Land of Cubes and Yore.”

Awesome.

Next. There are so many weapons to choose from, but nothing beats a fire extinguisher. I like this game already.

A timer. “Proceed to the portal to enter the game.” It's probably loading, but five minutes is a long time to load, so I kill time by repositioning the fallen Lego structure. As the time ticks down, I hear my brother coming back to his room.

linpug • 21 June 2014 at 2:58 AM

Chris Man Lee

\_^_O_^_/
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. . ./ . .\


Chris wondered what he should do in his land, after entering the game. He supposed that he could meAt June, so he went off to search for her.

Speaking of June, it was around June so he could make some nice puns on her and the month.

Enough about puns. "But dude they are so punny" Chris said.
No Chris. Shut up. No one likes your puns "But... most of my puns are punintentional, not on porpoise." Chris, that was irrelevant. There were no seas to make puns on. "You mean /irrelephant/" CHRIS SHUT UP. So then Chris went off to look for June, confused and worried. "Dude I'm not worried. And I couldn't care less whether I find June or not" WHAT I SAY GOES. AND YOU KNOW WHAT I'M GONNA SAY? I'LL SAY 'CHRIS DIED'

Suddenly Chris spazzed out on the floor.

Oops. Sorry Chris I didn't mean it. Then Chris was revived.

"I HATE YOU"

❤️ 😸