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Full Name: Icarn Nual'in
Gender:Male
Age: 17
Married:No
Kids:No
Sexual Orientation:Heterosexual
Writing Hand:Left
Occupation:Apprentice butcher
Education:Gr.9
Fears:Ropes,whips
Strengths:Cutting up meat and using knifes, is a great con man
Weaknesses:Low stamina and endurance, addicted to escaping reality (drugs), occasionaly has flashbacks
Bio: Icarn was born in Borrby, which is in the Vormsi Parish of Estonia. He led a normal life up until the 6th grade. At age 13 outlaws came through his rural village and killed his entire village (of about 200 people). They whipped him visciously and forced him to watch his parents to be hanged. The outlaws let him go and he ran for days until he came to the nearby farming community of Diby. They took him in and the local butcher took him under his wing. Icarn attended school through the 9th grade, all the while living with the horrrible images burned into his mind. During finals one of his fellow students came up to him and offered him "free love", a type of drug. Icarn took it and discovered how blissflul an escape it offered. From that day on he devoted all his energy to either learning to butcher things (which was cathartic) and escaping reality. To the latter end he learned to use all his charm and guile to get money out of people and travlers.
Appearance:Icarn is the typical Slavic person. Long fair hair and blue eyes and a slightly above average height. under his eyes are bags from his restless nights and drug abuse. Drugs also cause him to be thin and scrawny and have taken their toll on his body's systems.
Other Notes:icarn is strong however from all the cutting and hauling of meats
Gender:Male
Age: 17
Married:No
Kids:No
Sexual Orientation:Heterosexual
Writing Hand:Left
Occupation:Apprentice butcher
Education:Gr.9
Fears:Ropes,whips
Strengths:Cutting up meat and using knifes, is a great con man
Weaknesses:Low stamina and endurance, addicted to escaping reality (drugs), occasionaly has flashbacks
Bio: Icarn was born in Borrby, which is in the Vormsi Parish of Estonia. He led a normal life up until the 6th grade. At age 13 outlaws came through his rural village and killed his entire village (of about 200 people). They whipped him visciously and forced him to watch his parents to be hanged. The outlaws let him go and he ran for days until he came to the nearby farming community of Diby. They took him in and the local butcher took him under his wing. Icarn attended school through the 9th grade, all the while living with the horrrible images burned into his mind. During finals one of his fellow students came up to him and offered him "free love", a type of drug. Icarn took it and discovered how blissflul an escape it offered. From that day on he devoted all his energy to either learning to butcher things (which was cathartic) and escaping reality. To the latter end he learned to use all his charm and guile to get money out of people and travlers.
Appearance:Icarn is the typical Slavic person. Long fair hair and blue eyes and a slightly above average height. under his eyes are bags from his restless nights and drug abuse. Drugs also cause him to be thin and scrawny and have taken their toll on his body's systems.
Other Notes:icarn is strong however from all the cutting and hauling of meats
It looks good-when he was captured is he on drugs or had any in possesion? And how addicted is he to drugs?Icarion said:
He had no drugs during his captivity. He got ahold of some in his new town after his 9th grade finals. He isnt physically addicted to drugs just the feeling of his feelings going away. He could go "cold turkey" with no adverse physical affects but after a long time he might start to go crazy or have flashbacks more often. So hes mediumly addictedspartan1077 said:
I have four people(Venom included if s/he ever gets her/his sheet in) and I would go a minimum of 6 or 7 since the story is based around that many people...lewism247 said:
Could you set a date maybe? That way it doesn't die? And more people can always join right?spartan1077 said:
True more people can join, I'd have to change how the story will start but I'm sure I can handle it. I'll put the date in the titleIcarion said:
This is starting around 12 eastern which would be 4 GMT. I can start with 3 but would like more so I'm bumping this. PMed all accepted and reserved people
-----------------------Story Time------------------------
M writes down the information as you give it to him. When the clipboard is all filled out he walks closer to you and drops the clipboard on your lap.
"Is this all right?" He asks you as he unlocks your head.
You look down and see that all the information on the paper is exact and nod towards him. M smiles and grabs the clipboard before turning around.
M writes down the information as you give it to him. When the clipboard is all filled out he walks closer to you and drops the clipboard on your lap.
"Is this all right?" He asks you as he unlocks your head.
You look down and see that all the information on the paper is exact and nod towards him. M smiles and grabs the clipboard before turning around.
M looks back at you and tilts his head to the left.
"So, you're an accountant? I knew one once. They are filthy people. You can't trust them." He said before you felt something hit the back of your head. The last thing you see before you faint is a bag being pulled over your head.
"So, you're an accountant? I knew one once. They are filthy people. You can't trust them." He said before you felt something hit the back of your head. The last thing you see before you faint is a bag being pulled over your head.
M looks back at you.
"1 child, no wife. Divorced. Now, what'd you do to her to make her cheat on you? No matter. An english teacher might be useful in the world. Might." He says the last "might" with a hateful tone and walks up to you. He slowly pulls out a syringe and injects it into your arm.
"Goodnight, Fredrick." He says softly before you black-out.
"1 child, no wife. Divorced. Now, what'd you do to her to make her cheat on you? No matter. An english teacher might be useful in the world. Might." He says the last "might" with a hateful tone and walks up to you. He slowly pulls out a syringe and injects it into your arm.
"Goodnight, Fredrick." He says softly before you black-out.
Still facing opposite you, M smiles.
"You are possibly the dumbest person we've had. Everyone at least passes Grade 10. And you are an apprentice butcher? Ha! Filthy creatures, butchers are. You don't look much like one though. I doubt you can even lift a meat cleaver." M said before turning around and smiling widely. He walks up to you and locks your head again before leaving the room. A guard walks in and spits on your face before shooting you. You feel the dart enter your neck and pass out.
"You are possibly the dumbest person we've had. Everyone at least passes Grade 10. And you are an apprentice butcher? Ha! Filthy creatures, butchers are. You don't look much like one though. I doubt you can even lift a meat cleaver." M said before turning around and smiling widely. He walks up to you and locks your head again before leaving the room. A guard walks in and spits on your face before shooting you. You feel the dart enter your neck and pass out.
So click on your name- read it. Get into character. And then wake up on the way to "The Game" headquarters. The car you are in has tinted windows and you can only see the driver. Mikael, you can't see anyone. Everyone- a guard is sitting to both your sides and your hands are cuffed.
Mikael let out a slight groan as he came to, the back of his head was throbbing. The bag was tight around his head, the material sticking to his face slightly every time he took a breath. He tried to move his hands but they were held tightly in shackles. Mikael tried to keep his calm as best he could but fear was starting to grip him.
----Mikael----
The guard to your left turned to see you awake. You hear a booming laugh and something wet hit the bag infront of your face.
"Hey, you think we should knock him out again?" The one guard asks.
"Nah, he can't see anything" The second guard, who sounds very young, replies.
The first guard turns to you and twists your head so you're facing him.
"Having a good time?" He asks you, laughing again.
The guard to your left turned to see you awake. You hear a booming laugh and something wet hit the bag infront of your face.
"Hey, you think we should knock him out again?" The one guard asks.
"Nah, he can't see anything" The second guard, who sounds very young, replies.
The first guard turns to you and twists your head so you're facing him.
"Having a good time?" He asks you, laughing again.
----Mikael----
The guard laughed at your comment before pushing you onto the ground of the car. He then puts a foot on your back so you are unable to move.
"Only a couple more minutes til we're there. So you can shut up til then" he says before laughing again.
The guard laughed at your comment before pushing you onto the ground of the car. He then puts a foot on your back so you are unable to move.
"Only a couple more minutes til we're there. So you can shut up til then" he says before laughing again.
Icarn slowly came to, aware of a rocking motion. He had a headache akin to a hangover after smoking a bag of meth. Luckily the windows were tinted, so the sun didn't hurt his head too much. He saw the two gaurds next to him and said, "So what did you guys shoot me up with? That was some pretty strong shit. Put me out right away. Can't say there's much that can do that anymore"
----Icarn---
The guard to your left laughed at your comments.
"A drug addict, eh? What'd you do? Cocaine? Meth? Heroin? Pot? Oxycontin? Morphine? Hash? Shrooms? Crack?" He named the off counting on his fingers before looking back at you and frowning, waiting for an answer.
The guard to your left laughed at your comments.
"A drug addict, eh? What'd you do? Cocaine? Meth? Heroin? Pot? Oxycontin? Morphine? Hash? Shrooms? Crack?" He named the off counting on his fingers before looking back at you and frowning, waiting for an answer.
We will start this fully.
"all of them, and a few more to boot! Ever had weed from Aghanastan? Best pot in the world. FIrst time I tried it I was out for half a day. Don't particularly enjoy shrooms though. I get a lot of bad trips in them. How about you?"
Name: Clarence "CJ" Johnson
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Married: No
Kids: No
Sexual orientation (lolwut?): Hetero
Writing hand: Ambi-dextrous
Occupation: Warehouse worker
Edumacation: College sopohmore
Fears: very small spaces, guns
Strengths: Capoeria, swimming, computers
Weaknesses: Stubborn, too smart for his own good
Bio: When CJ was in middle school, he was an extremely unpopular boy. Because of his small stature, CJ was consistently teased. One day some bullies kidnapped him on his way home and locked him in an old refridgerator. The bullies left CJ in their while he screamed out in terror. It wasnt until later that day that someone finally heard him and let him free. Then when he was a sophomore in high school, there was a shooting in his school. The shooter was about to make CJ another one of his victims until a police officer arrived at the last minute and saved him. Ever since, CJ had been afraid of small spaces and death itself. He avoids walking into closets and has promised to never use guns as long as he lived which in turn led him to learn capoeira. He was attending a small 4-year college when he was abducted.
Appearance: CJ is 6'2" with a muscular build. He is usually seen wearing a black and blue hoodie with loose black jeans and a Everlast tee. He has medium brown skin with jet black hair that he keeps at a fade cut.
Other Notes: CJ usual;y has a happy demanor but occasionally laspes into panic attacks.
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Married: No
Kids: No
Sexual orientation (lolwut?): Hetero
Writing hand: Ambi-dextrous
Occupation: Warehouse worker
Edumacation: College sopohmore
Fears: very small spaces, guns
Strengths: Capoeria, swimming, computers
Weaknesses: Stubborn, too smart for his own good
Bio: When CJ was in middle school, he was an extremely unpopular boy. Because of his small stature, CJ was consistently teased. One day some bullies kidnapped him on his way home and locked him in an old refridgerator. The bullies left CJ in their while he screamed out in terror. It wasnt until later that day that someone finally heard him and let him free. Then when he was a sophomore in high school, there was a shooting in his school. The shooter was about to make CJ another one of his victims until a police officer arrived at the last minute and saved him. Ever since, CJ had been afraid of small spaces and death itself. He avoids walking into closets and has promised to never use guns as long as he lived which in turn led him to learn capoeira. He was attending a small 4-year college when he was abducted.
Appearance: CJ is 6'2" with a muscular build. He is usually seen wearing a black and blue hoodie with loose black jeans and a Everlast tee. He has medium brown skin with jet black hair that he keeps at a fade cut.
Other Notes: CJ usual;y has a happy demanor but occasionally laspes into panic attacks.
Frederick just stares at the guards, trying to read them and their demeanor. He then looks at his hand cuffs and asks: "S-so, what is it you will have me d-do, exactly?"