Silence the Attackers.

Maybe keep the Abbie character with the connections, minus the powers? And you can fit in the testing bio as you see fit?

Fri, 06 Jul 2012 23:05:53 -0400

I don’t know- I’d feel a bit weird with the same characters on a new roleplay. D: I could always take an FC suggestion from you and make a new character for you- one different that you’d like to roleplay. She could have the same name, if you don’t want to delete the account! (:

xx Rory

Do you think we could at least carry everything over into the new RP? Like keep our characters just in a new setting? I REALLY don't want to delete this account.

Fri, 06 Jul 2012 13:40:20 -0400

:\ I don’t know about that one— the entire theme of the RP is completely different, but we could talk about it further on the other account and you guys can try and apply for an original character similar to the ones we had here, and the other admins and I will decide then.

xx Rory

NO PLEASE DON'T CLOSE IT! Sam's coming back in a couple weeks. But seriously. Everything's just getting started. Please please please don't stop it. We will never know what happened to Ian/Abbie/Ria. We won't know if Fletcher ever got over his broken heart? OR if Aaron got with Fletcher. Please just give people a heads up BUT DON'T CLOSE IT. I COULDN'T STAND IT IF ALL THE RELATIONSHIPS WE MADE HERE WERE ERASED. PLEASE!!!!!!!

Thu, 05 Jul 2012 23:51:35 -0400

I’m sorry, I’ve already decided. :(

Like I said, though, I’ll be running a new RP.

And I won’t delete the blog itself for a while— not until everybody knows.

xx Rory

RE-OPENED CHARACTER:

Sat, 30 Jun 2012 18:42:08 -0400

Jacqueline Pearson

—Rory

Brady Kacvinsky || Evan Peters | Open | 19 | Half-Wolf,...

Sat, 30 Jun 2012 05:35:00 -0400

Brady Kacvinsky || Evan Peters | Open | 19 | Half-Wolf, Morpher

To absolutely everybody, Brady Kacvinsky is weird. Unnatural. Insane. And if you asked Brady himself, he wouldn’t argue. He stopped doing that a long, long time ago. Years of verbal and physical abuse from everybody around him has made him an extreme loner without a single friend. And that’s fine by him. He believes he deserves it. Shunned from society when he discovered he had the ability to shift into a wolf form, he lost his friends, family, and, all in all, life. In fact, he used to be quite a popular boy before it all. However introverted Brady may be now, nobody can dispute the fact that he’s a looker, but you’ll still be lucky if you can even get a word out of him. When the Attackers invaded his hometown in Germany, it was his morphing power that got him out of there. Safening found him when he was near-dead, without the energy to keep his wolf form anymore. After a couple of months, he’s healed wonderfully, almost miraculously, but only in his physical aspects. It would take something— or maybe someone— amazing to try and heal the emotional scars that were left behind.

Jessamine Baker || Chloë Moretz | Open | 16 | Human,...

Fri, 29 Jun 2012 05:30:00 -0400

Jessamine Baker || Chloë Moretz | Open | 16 | Human, Powerless

Jess used to be an aspiring— and well on her way to fame— actress before the attacks. She’s gotten a lot quieter since she watched her parents die… she’s let less and less people through to see who she truly is. Here at Safening, she’s only got one or two friends, way less than when everybody wanted to get personal with her to try and use her fame. Readjusting to a normal life is a lot easier than she thought it would be. Even though she misses memorizing lines and getting into character sometimes, nobody can dispute that curling up with a good book and a warm mug of hot chocolate beats anxiously sitting by a phone and waiting for a call that would decide where your career goes next. The normal-as-it-gets life she’s offered at Safening is proving to be quite cozy for Jessamine, maybe a little too cozy. You can’t get used to having any one thing for two long, especially if that thing could be ripped from your clutches any second. At Safening, every moment is a moment you have to spend on your toes, waiting…

RE-OPENED CHARACTERS:

Tue, 26 Jun 2012 23:59:26 -0400

Claire Jane

Alice Daniels

—Rory

Here's Ignatious sorry he's late.

Mon, 25 Jun 2012 04:58:55 -0400

Ahhh, whatever. :3 It’s fine!

chloe grace moretz fc??

Mon, 25 Jun 2012 01:16:46 -0400

Normally I’d say no, because she’s not my favorite… well, anything…

But we’ll think about it! She’s a brilliant actress and a gorgeous girl who seems really down-to-earth. I don’t really see why not. :) Stay on the lookout! —Rory

Accepted! Message us the account!

Fri, 22 Jun 2012 04:02:17 -0400

Character Desired: Ignatious Chambers
Time Zone: PST

Notes: Your sample was… absolutely… amazing. <3

Name: Jennie
Age: 13
How active will you be?: Pretty active.
Why should I accept you?: Because I’m awesome; I’m friendly and a damn good writer.
Sample of your third-person writing (at least a paragraph): As soon as Jeremy got out of the shower, he felt a bit better. He was still in an uncomfortable state of mind though, rushing through with thoughts of What’s wrong with you Jeremy Williams Morgan Marnek? Why can’t you just not be in love with Bri? Why aren’t you good enough for her to love you? Why are you so bloody stupid? He sighed. He was really starting to hate being alone, but being out was worse. Everything was just miserable. But his bed was comfortable. It was a safe haven. He was always alright while lying in bed.

He sighed, getting dressed quickly. Going for a stroll in London might be exactly what he needed. He jammed his feet into a pair of shoes for the first time in a long time and started out.

He had no idea where he was going to go. He hadn’t planned anything, like the idiot he was. He instead began to look around, going in no direction in particular. He passed several pubs and cafes and shops but really got him was the people.

The people all had their own stories and you could see them in their eyes. Not only in their eyes but in who they were talking to, how they were talk to them, what they were doing, how often they were checking their phones. These people fascinated him.

A little girl was skipping rope on the side walk with two other girls about her age. She looked so happy and cheerful all Jeremy wanted to do was jump into the middle, he would have had he had some one with him who thought it was funny or cute, but it would be classically considered creepy otherwise, so instead of jumping the rope with the girls, he walked around them and took a right, he had no idea where he was going and he wasn’t sure he cared.

He had apparently landed himself in a more quiet area of London as there weren’t many people around.

But, around this corner a woman about his age was yelling passionately in what Jeremy assumed was French at a man who looked rather cross with her but didn’t seem like he was willing to shout back at her.

He smiled at the woman halfheartedly and continued on his way, hands deep inside his tweed jacket pockets. Another woman a little down the road perhaps a bit older than him, maybe in her 30’s was walking down the street in the opposite direction and wiping her eyes of tears. She wasn’t wearing her shoes, she was holding them in her hand. He looked over at her smiled, and with a little bit of a weak effort, she smiled back.

Jeremy had managed to keep his mind away from Bri for an hour now. Thinking about other people had been enough.

He smiled down at the ground and looked around. This city was lovely. Really it was, all the structures were lovely and well done. This lead to another thought, some one out there designed those buildings. Some one out there drew up the plans for those buildings and had dreams for what those buildings would be like. Some one had stayed up endless nights dreaming up these beautiful buildings. The people who designed these buildings had family, had lovers, had children maybe. No one really thinks about that, all the people behind the things we see on a daily basis, and that was what inspired Jeremy finally.

Casually he turned around and started back to Ivory with a smile on his face.

He felt a lot better, some sort of twisted mixture of the cold London air and thinking about other people had lead to a sort of a comfort and peace that he hadn’t felt since he first arrived at Ivory, perhaps before.

He walked up to the door of his room and paused.

He didn’t want to go back in there. There was so much in there that would hurt him. So instead he walked around to the art building and sat down, grabbing a canvas and beginning to sketch out a scene.

First the background, a small, soon to be red and white studio apartment, with windows revealing a large and busy, rushing London. Then the floor, wooden and smooth. Then a couch. Then a side table with picture frames on them. Then small little nearly indistinguishable children and a woman with blond hair. Then a desk. Then a man, small and indistinct, with no face, but with a body and a skinny red tie. Then before the man on the desk a sheet of paper with a building that Jeremy had seen before that day drawn roughly before him.

Jeremy smiled at his work and grabbed some paints and began to color it in, bringing the scene to life.

Hey, who all is online?

Thu, 21 Jun 2012 03:19:00 -0400

-Kimberley

Blog change!!

Wed, 20 Jun 2012 21:54:06 -0400

Sorry about this guys but, if you could unfollow the old Holliday Kendricks blog and follow this one instead that would be great(: -Jessika

let me just edit yo~

Wed, 20 Jun 2012 00:16:06 -0400

Follow Aaron!

Message us the account for Aaron, Sam. :3

Wed, 20 Jun 2012 00:01:32 -0400

—Rory

HE'S MINE.

Tue, 19 Jun 2012 23:48:09 -0400

Aaron Hope || Niall Horan | Taken | 18 | Human, Duplicator When...

Tue, 19 Jun 2012 23:42:00 -0400

Aaron Hope || Niall Horan | Taken | 18 | Human, Duplicator

When Aaron was young, his mum would always search for him, finding him yet not finding him at the same time. She would scold him for whatever petty crime he had done for the day, and then ask him about it later, only for him to give her a blank look. Over the years, the blonde learned that he had a skill like no other – that he was a duplicator and could clone himself multiple times, sending them out to do whatever measly whim or chore he didn’t want. He was born and raised in Ireland, with a strong sense of nationalism, and it was his power that saved him during the Attack of the Irish, hiding in a corner while allowing his clones to get killed, diverting the zombies from him. Although the Invasion of Ireland was difficult for the poor boy, he maintained his bubbly personality and gets along with practically everyone. He is a bit easy to manipulate due to his naïvety, trusts people far too easily, and is far too forgiving. It was his power that was able to save him during the attack, but will it be able to spare him from the people surrounding him, even at the safe haven known as Safening?

Accepted! Message us the account!

Tue, 19 Jun 2012 11:20:41 -0400

Character desired: Fletcher Whitetip (Liam Payne fc)
I’ll be super active :)

Notes: I wanted to cry with your sample! Amazing application. :)

Name: Addie
Age: 16

Fletcher had been quietly studying in the library when she came up and sat with him. Mackenzie, the most popular girl in school, walked over, set her books down at his table, and asked him about the Crimean war. It had been a week since then, and she had continued to study with him, asking him questions and laughing at his jokes. She’d even defended him against some of the school bullies. The other boys still teased him, but less ferociously, and never when Mackenzie or any of her friends were in earshot.

Then, he’d gone and ruined everything.

Fletcher had gone to get a book at the far end of the library, and she’d followed him. He hadn’t noticed - that is, until he turned around and walked straight into her. He’d apologized, but she’d cut him off with a kiss. He went lightheaded as he kissed her back, kissed the girl of his dreams. When she pulled back and smiled at him, he thought his heart would burst right out of his chest. But then, he watched as her smile melted and was replaced with pure horror. He watched as she screamed and ran away.

The next day, all the kids could talk about was Fletcher Whitetip and his freakish disappearing act, how Mackenzie had opened her eyes and seen nothing but a floating shirt and trousers where a boy had been. The girl herself refused to look at him, and her friends shot him death glares. And Fletcher simply found himself disappearing more and more often, as he remembered the happiness he could have known.

ROOMMATES:

Mon, 18 Jun 2012 21:48:00 -0400

—Ellen Onblyle and Emma Chandler
—Ian Coxx ~ Solo Suite
—Abigail Tress and Clarissa McGuiness
—Alice Daniels and Claire Jane
—Jacqueline Pearson and Luaraina Herington
—Holliday Kendricks ~ Solo Suite

—Fletcher Whitetip and Aaron Hope

{{This post will be edited as necessary.}}

Lillian Goethe || Elle Fanning | Open | 14 | Human, Telepath,...

Mon, 18 Jun 2012 21:14:00 -0400

Lillian Goethe || Elle Fanning | Open | 14 | Human, Telepath, Spirit [Victim of the Attackers]

Lily seems to be an innocent girl who keeps to herself. It’s obvious she’s not like the rest of the program’s children, though. She’s younger than them, more… translucent. Almost invisible to the rest of them. When she showed up on Safening’s doorstep, in a tattered dress, with cuts and scars and blood covering the whole of her petite, delicate body, the Safening had no choice but to take her in, even if they didn’t know what her part in the program would be just yet. Time went on, and soon, everybody discovered that, like only a couple of the others in the program, Lily was a telepath. Soon after this discovery, she and Ellen— one of Safening’s few telepaths— became closer. Of course, Lily would only take the form of some intangible wisp around anybody at all. No one could distinguish any of her features. Nobody would go as far as to say that they’re friends, though… Lily didn’t have any friends. No one had seen enough of her up to that point; but there was something about Lily that just seemed so familiar to Ellen. The way Lily spoke and held herself. Her kind disposition. Something about her holds the key to something that’s part of Ellen’s past, she’s sure of it, but she just hasn’t discovered what that something is yet.

Inbox us your e-mail if you want to be part of the Safening book!

Mon, 18 Jun 2012 20:40:00 -0400

It’s so I can share the Google Doc with you, so it has to be a Gmail account. —Rory