Underground

Discussion in 'ROLEPLAY GRAVEYARD' started by Frostbitte, Oct 3, 2014.

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  1. Underground: A Post-Apocalyptic RP

    Hey Everyone!

    The Story is set place in a small "town/city" far underground after the Solar Flares irrupted in 2018 and destroyed the crust and outer layers of earth and ending 90% of all plants and animals on Earth.

    In 2016 the construction of "Tutus 1", Latin for 'Safe/Out of Danger', was started in Upstate New York, around 20 miles north of Albany, it could house 1,000 people, and had gardens, sleeping quarters, and gyms and everything needed for human survival without 'going up'.

    However for the less fortunate that could make it to a Tutus Shelter fast enough, well, nobody knows what happened, at least the Ground Parties never tell, their are rumors it changed people...made them monsters...the radiation..the intense heat...every so often a group of 'Special Citizens' go up the shaft onto the Earth..they say its for scouting and observing, and taking what is left, but some don't come back all the time....

    There are 4 Branches of Occupations a Person may take in Tutus 1:

    Security (Guards, Police), Government (Mayor, Judge, Secretaries), Horticulturist (Farmer/Gardener), & Medical (Doctor/Therapist) and more! Just say what you would like to do instead of the above but has to be relevant to the story.

    Character Romance is welcomed! Get them relationships on! :D Meet day-to-day walking and bumping into each other type RP

    CHARACTER APPLICATION:

    Name:
    Age: (16+)
    Gender:
    Sexual Orientation:
    Height:
    Weight:

    Job/Occupation Requesting:

    Education you have got: (High School, College? What Before the Solar Flare?)

    Your Father: (Name, Alive or Not, Occupation)
    Your Mother: (Name, Alive or Not, Occupation)

    Your Bio: (Life Before the Solar Flares, Life Before Tutus 1, Life now on Tutus 1...etc) (1 Paragraph would be epic, Not Required)
     
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  2. Can I have a charcter that is about 10 years old? I was gonna give my main character a little brother.
     
  3. Name: Jason

    Age: 26

    Gender: Male

    Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

    Height: 6'0

    Weight: 160 pounds

    Education: Military

    Father: Allen, alive, horticulturist

    Mother: Kim, alive, Government

    Life before the solar flares was OK. Not bad, or good, just OK. His family did OK, he made a good amount of money, and the only trouble he had was getting shot at. Life in Tutus 1... It was good. His mom is a high up government official, his dad is one of the farmers, and he keeps the peace. Jason is happy with his life. Now if only he could figure out what was on the surface...
     
  4. How many characters are we allowed to create? Just one?​
     
  5. CHARACTER APPLICATION:

    Name: Tlaloc Meridius Thoreau
    Age: 23
    Gender: Male
    Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
    Height: 5'4" (1.62m approx.)
    Weight: 164lbs (74.4kg approx.)

    Job/Occupation Requesting:
    Horticulturist (Farmer/Gardener)

    Education you have got: (High School, College? What Before the Solar Flare?)
    Studies in physics, mathematics, and principles of electronics. A student prior to the Solar Flare.

    Your Father: (Name, Alive or Not, Occupation)
    Huitzi Meridius Tanenbaum, Alive, Engineer/Farmer.

    Your Mother: (Name, Alive or Not, Occupation)
    Itzta Thoreau Davis, Alive, Biologist.

    Your Bio: (Life Before the Solar Flares, Life Before Tutus 1, Life now on Tutus 1...etc) (1 Paragraph would be epic, Not Required)
    From an agrarian family living on the lush green foothills at the base of a smoky volcano. Tlaloc did not quite get to bask in the frigid pines of his ancestor's lands. Carried as an infant through perilous terrains he saw his parents struggle through cold forests, mountainous jungle, and blanketing deserts; deep hunger forever engrained in his psyche.

    Deep hazel eyes. Round, short, and stocky. A wee lad who's feet hug the land when he walks; a solid stride. His face knows the litany of sleet, rain, and snow. Tufts of hair, dusted in soot, run away from under the ear-flaps of his hat of alpaca weave (a "chullo"). Tlaloc holds himself as would a pine in the wind.

    His gaze is that of a child; forever in anticipation of some sweet morsel of food.
     
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