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 Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 8:13 pm
Welcome to November's Graveyard, a place said to be
haunted, which may be possible since this graveyard you
somehow found yourself in is inescapable. Congrats! You
may have died with out realizing it or perhaps you
just had the fortune or should I say misfortune
of stumbling upon this place. Anywho
you are in here and no matter how far you run you'll
never escape, but I'll let you in on a little secret,
there's a farm field nearby. It's safe and protected
from evil. In fact November is the guardian herself, but
who is November, nobody knows. Since you have
the eternity here why not find out for yourself.
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 9:11 pm
 Rules
1.
This is a literate rp, I want lots of lovely details to chill the bone. 7-10 sentences minimum., but don't be a minimalist please.
2.
I want this roleplay to be pretty scary, but no links to pop up screamers at least not randomly, if there is reason or a warning than fine.
3.
No anime show characters like Alucard, not even the picture. That's just as bad as those screen shots with poorly colored hair and eyes, like the many of naruto characters as an example.
4.
PM profiles to me.
5.
There will be events and such which I will mainly control unless you ask for permission.
6.
You cannot leave the graveyard, there are some NPCs that can enter at will and you may follow them to the edge but when you step through the portal you'll end up back at November's farm.
7.
Ask me about November's safeguard effect on the farmhouse and what dangers go beyond it, if you read the rules. (it's important.)
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 9:14 pm
 Profiles:
(Appearance)
[b]Username[/b]:
[b]The etching upon my tombstone[/b] (name)
[b]My clock stopped at[/b] (age) [b]when I came here.[/b]
[b]I may be more than human[/b] (race, if human "put or not")
[b]A haunt for the haunter[/b]: (If living delete this, how you died)
[b]It's just a bad dream right?[/b]: (If dead delete this, how you stumbled into November's Graveyard.)
[b]Is it possible to see anything but gray here?[/b]: (personality.)
[b]Before I kicked the bucket I was[/b] (Dead bio. Delete if living.)
[b]My life before this grief was like[/b] (Living bio. Delete if dead.)
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 9:20 pm
Accepted Profiles:  Username: xXFoxfaceToastXx The etching upon my tombstone Jasper Parkson My clock stopped at 18 when I came here.I may be more than human or not. It's just a bad dream right?: I came here when I woke up, I vaguely remember following some black creature. I think I still hear barking in my head. Was it a dog? Is it possible to see anything but gray here?: Calm, strong leader, reflective, often ponders to himself when alone. My life before this grief was like Jasper was a simple boy who was in his final year of high school, still unsure of what to do. He was thinking of going into photography, ceramics or playing guitar. Instead he ended up running into the forest after an argument with his parents over his future, his father you see wanted him to be part of the family shrimp business, which at the time had great pay. When in the forest he kept seeing this darting figure of some animal, following him. Finding himself trying to see what the creature was he walked into a tree, or rather ran since he was fearful at the same time as when he was curious to see the shadowy figure that eluded direct eye sight, dancing in the corner of his eyes instead. Waking up he found himself in a graveyard. Traveling through out the place for the first few days he found graveyards everywhere he went. Graveyards in the forest, graveyards in the mountains, even graveyards on the ocean's coast along the beaches and cliffs near the water's edge.  Username: X-Crimson Fate-X The etching upon my tombstone Maxine Daset My clock stopped at Sixteen when I came here.I may be more than human or not It's just a bad dream right?: I stole some money from an old guys pocket...turns out he was the chief of police. He figured out what i was doing pretty quickly and some how got the whole police force chasing after me...okay well not that much, but there were alot of guys chasing me because of the money. Anyway, i saw some creepy grave yard and ran into it...now i can't get back out. Is it possible to see anything but gray here?: Hot-tempered, Stubborn, Sarcastic, Curious about what's going on most the time and she can be nice, but she's usually mean and has trouble trusting people. My life before this grief was like My and my older brother were thieves. Fun, right? Mom and dad abandoned us shortly after I was born. Why? Well, i have no idea, and i don't really care. So, my brother raised me as a thief since we were both to young to get jobs, and relying on other people to give you money really sucks. So, we stole every thing we could to pay for school, food and such. My brother got arrested a year ago, so i've been living on my own since then. Now i'm here because of accidentally taking the wrong guys walet.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 9:42 pm
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