Tag, You're It [A Roulette Role Play] [Beginning]

Well... this sounds different... I wanna play o-o

Username and ID: Amarathine #79720
Character Name: Jesse Lane
Character Description: 22 year old male; Medium brown hair with green eyes, about 6 foot, thin but not sickly.
Pros: Intelligent, Charming, Quick to React
Cons: Deceitful, Hard-headed, Falls in Love too Easily
Neutral: Sarcastic
OC Comments: This sounds really cool I hope that a bunch of people join ^.^

[I set up a chat thread so we can keep it purely business here XD]

(( Ooh, yes, I want to play >.> ))

Username and ID: CountryPony #92648
Character Name: Lani Adams
Character Description (and pic if you want): 20 year old female with wavy blonde hair
that falls down below her shoulders. Her eyes are a soft blue, and she has a tan complexion.
Traits:
||Plays ' hard to get ' || Scarcastic || Action Packed || Dignified ||
Unpredictable || Slightly humorous ||
OC Comments: O.O this is awesome!

Username and ID: CountryPony #92648
Character Name: Nicolai Moore ( Nick )
Character Description: He has dark brown hair that thickly sweeps just above his eyes.
He has broad shoulders, and a strong shaped body, which is obvious he works out. He stands at about 5'9, and still growing. His eyes are a pale sea green, and they change colors very slightly with his emotions.
Traits:
||Thinks he is ' all that ' || Funny || Gets embarrassed easy || Thinks every girl is cute || Loves adventure ||
OC Comments: ;)

Last edited on 2016-02-26 at 18:46:00 by CountryPony🎵

Username and ID: Birdie #95754
Character Name: Brooklyn "Brook" Matthews
Character Description (and pic if you want): Brooklyn is nineteen years of age. She is a petite girl, standing at only 5'0 and weighing 98 pounds. She is very skinny. Her hair is very long. It reaches down to her low back in dark, chocolate brown, wavy locks. As for her face, It is lightly freckled above her nose and around her upper cheeks. She has a very pale complexion that contrasts majorly to her brown hair. And her eyes, they are a striking green color. In fact, They are more of a more of a mix of greens, fading from a dark green to a very light green, outside to inside. Her eyes are big and round. Her nose is slim, just like the rest of her face. And, as far as clothing, Brooklyn usually wears an old worn out tee and some shorts in the warm season. And in the cold season, she usually throws on her old sweatshirt and some ripped skinny jeans. Her favorite shoes are her red Converse Sneakers.
OC Comments:

Last edited on 2016-02-29 at 06:50:02 by Birdie

(I'd like to try and get 5 people at least in this group. So tell your friends!)

I edited with a male.

[This will start on Monday the 29th, be prepared]

Username and ID: Lucid Dreams (#98048)
Character Name: Alissa Cooke
Character Description (and pic if you want):

||Personality||
+ Calm, modest, sensible, straightforward, thoughtful
- Aloof, harsh, overcritical, pessimistic, stubborn

||Appearance||
Medium length curly ash brown hair with caramel highlights. Her eyes are a pale green, almond in shape. She stands at about 5'1" and usually wears dark gray jeans with knee high boots, white turtle-neck shirt, and a double-breasted coat. (Her outfit may change as right now I'm not sure if I want to keep this on her.). Her current age is 18 years.

OC Comments: I don't think I've seen something quite like this so I think this'll be quite fun to join in on!

A stinging pain soared through his chest and down his right arm, his eyes flashed open. Where am I? What happened? he asked himself as he looked around at all the people on their phones frantically trying to contact the police. He sat up, left arm holding himself up the other clutching his chest where there was a cut running from his shoulder halfway across his chest with a hole in his shirt to match. Ow. he took the hand away and glanced down at the blood on it. He looked around once more and no one seemed to be paying attention to him. I need to get away. He grunted as he got up and started walking away nonchalantly. As he was passing a local bar the TV was playing the news, he stopped only to read the closed captioning. I need to get to the hospital. he thought. The pain returned to his chest and he looked down at the spreading wet line on his black t-shirt. No, I need to get out of here. The man snuck around the bar and into the alley, police sirens sounded and he pushed himself against the wall of the building just as a group of patrol cars came flying down the street. Their tires squealed as they stopped around the spot where he was laying just a minute before. He took off running down the alley with the intent to only stop if he was dying. An item bounced on his leg as he ran and his hand went into the pocket to grab it. Huh/ he thought, Maybe there is someone on the other side that could help me. he put the radio to his lips and pressed the push-to-talk button Hello. he panted still running. My name is.... holy crap, what was his name? How could he forget? Uhhh, I need help, is there anyone else there?

Nicks at up, dazed for a moment as someone talked to him. His vision finally
came into focus and I front of him a police officer was holding his arm.
What? he tried to say, but it only can out in his thoughts. He realized he was in a subway, and by the looks of his surrounding, he had passed out.
" What happened here son?" The police ifficer questioned. Nicks head spin as he tried to recall how he had gotten there, or why he had passed out, but he remained silent, completely dumbfounded. The officer sighed, and held a radio close to his mouth.
" We've got a drunk man here, I need backup to get him in the car." Nicks eyes widened, "Wait, you can't arrest me, I swear, I haven't been drinking!" He said, as the officer helped him up. The officer remained silent, and stood there, obviously waiting for backup before carrying on the argument. Nick closed his eyes, trying hard to recall the events. He stuck his hands in his pockets, hoping to find anything that could make him remember. He pulled his hand out, and inside were to photos of a man and a woman. They appeared to be surveillance pictures.
Oh no....

( Please let me know if any of this is wrong, I still have to get used to it ;)

Last edited on 2016-02-29 at 18:54:44 by CountryPony🎵

"Hey, did you hear about that blast?"

"Oh yeah! I heard that-"

Alissa began slowly regain her consciousness, overhearing the conversation outside. Her eyes fluttered open, her hand resting on her head as she felt it ache. How she got here was beyond her, which caused a feeling of panic to rise up inside. What happened? How come I can't seem to remember why I'm here? Those thoughts began to cross her mind as she peeked through the door. There were a few girls conversing in front of the mirrors, the blast being current the topic. I should probably visit a doctor. Her eyes narrowed, noticing that her clothes carried the scent of smoke. As she made her way to the exit, she noticed how her pockets felt heavier than usual. Her hand reached down inside, discovering a two-way radio, though the antenna had been broken off. In her other pocket was two IDs, with one bearing her name. After a moment passed, she quickly shoved said items back into her pockets and slipped outside the room.

Two hazel eyes fluttered open, and Claudia tried to figure out what she was looking at. She sat up and looked around. She was sitting at a coffee shop, and a steaming cup sat in front of her. "Hey, beautiful," a deep voice said behind her, and she jumped and turned around. A guy was staring at her. "Must be tiring to be so hot.." he went on. She grabbed the latte and hurried outside, needing to get away from the man and out of the stuffy shop. Where am I?, Claudia thought. She tried to think back, find memories, but her search ended with nothing. Becoming aware of the bag around her waist, she opened it and found some cash and other useful stuff. She looked around her, and found herself observing a large city. Her eyes wandered to the sidewalk, where a newspaper was lying. Claudia picked it up and read, Huge Gas Explosion! on the front cover.

To be Continued....

Breaking news with KXAN First Warning Center.....

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The silence on the air became so loud and noticeable that crowds began to gather in sports bars, at window side street displays, at news stands, and even a car radio here and there. This was being broadcast over every channel, every wave length, everywhere in the country.

Dave Matthews, the reporter had his head in his hands. The silence drew the country to a standstill. Dave never acted this way.

With a hearty, steady in deep breath in, Dave finally moved, sitting up. He ran his hands down his face, peering at the papers on the table like they were an ugly sight he was loath to see. He picked them up anyway, and resumed his job.

It is with a.....heavy heavy heart that I bring you this news....

Here he put down the papers and stared at the people of England, piercing with his iconic blue eyes.

The Prime Minister has been murdered. His body has been recovered at the heart of the gas explosion in downtown London.

The crowds gasped loudly. Some begin to quietly weep. The Prime Minister was very loved.

Police say it is clear that his death was intentional, not accidental. There are no leads to his murderer yet. The nation is in a state of mourning. More than ever we Brite will pull ourselves together and support one another. I expect all of you to make our dear Prime Minister proud and behave well today and the days to come. We will stay live 24/7 with you, and report on more information as it is made available..

The President of the United States is to arrive later this afternoon at a secure location......