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 Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 2:54 am
Welcome to hell. Haha, you think I'm kidding, don't you? Well I'm not. Still confused? Well I'll tell you what happened, you're dead. That's right, dead. You were killed before your time and are now in what used to be Heaven. But only six months before you died, something went wrong.. Everyone suddenly became furious and fights began to break out everywhere, cause a war to break out. This war destroyed everything in Heaven, leaving only broken buildings, homes, and anger. Yes, Heaven is supposed to be perfect and dream-life, but welcome to reality. Now it's more like Hell. The war has ended, but fights are still very common. The worst thing is that you can never leave. This isn't like Earth; You can't just commit suicide and end your suffering, it's everlasting. This Hell-like Heaven can only be changed by a few souls who have just died, some call them the 'Chosen Ones' with special powers. Why am I telling you this? You are a chosen one. If you can find the few others will you be able to change this Heaven? Or will you even want to? But before you are able to cure us of this nightmare, you must figure out your power(s), learn how to use them, understand and accept that you are dead, forget about your past life, and learn how to get along with the other chosen ones and learn which of your powers are best when combined. But don't let your feelings get away in the middle of power, whether it's anger, fear, or possibly even love. You may be dead, but you can still love. You may even fall in love with a chosen one, or a regualar dead soul. Only time will tell what happens... Now before I set you off on your journey, you must tell me a bit about yourself....
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 2:55 am
Profile Layout: Please PM me all profiles and put the subject as "FAIL Welcome To Hell Profile":My name is __(Name)__ and I was _(15-18)_ years old when I died. I am a (boy/girl), can;t you see?? I like __(Boys/Girls/Boys and Girls)__ Before I died, I was living a (terrific/good/okay/bad/horrible) life. ___(What your life was like)_____ When I died I was (greatful/sad) to leave my old life. How did I die you ask? __(How you died. Ex: Suicide, car crash, murder, ect..)__ I am (not) a chosen one and wish I (was/wasn't). My powers are __(Two is the maximum). Don't tell anyone, but I have a crush on __(Your crush)__. I (believe/don't believe) I died and __(How you feel about being dead)__. You may not care about this information, but I'll tell you anyways, __(Other info)__. I am _(Personality). I look like __(Desribe how you look)__. But incase you aren't smart enough to understand, here is a portrait of me:
(Anime please)
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 2:56 am
Rules: wahmbulance You must be at least semi-lit (I understand if you're in a block, but at least two GOOD sentences).
wahmbulance No godmodding.
wahmbulance I will be accepting three-five chosen ones (Equal numbers of each gender) and up to four regular souls.
wahmbulance You don't have to, but I would like it if you made your posts pretty. :3
wahmbulance I am the owner of this RP, so I may change these rules or the profile layout at any time before the RP starts.
wahmbulance Please post at least once a day. Please let me know if you go away for a while.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 2:57 am
Accepted Characters: Chosen Ones:Tiny Cupcake Ninja13 My name is Jamie Marie Connor and I was 15 years old when I died. I am a girl, can't you see?? I like boys. Before I died, I was living a good, but short, life. I had a lot of friends and had a boyfriend who loved me, but that all changed in one night. When I died I was sad to leave my old life. How did I die you ask? One night I was walking back home from my best friend's house, but was knocked out and dragged into a dark alley, raped, beaten, and left to die. No one found me until three days later and I was already long gone. I am a chosen one and don't really care either way. My powers are mind reading and I can use and manipulate fire. Don't tell anyone, but I have a crush on Jacob Lanston. I believe I died and wish I was back on Earth and alive again. You may not care about this information, but I'll tell you anyways, I am very short, not even five feet .I am nice, caring, sweet, outgoing at times, but I have a dark side. You will never see it if you're lucky, but never upset or hurt any of my friends. I have dark brown hair and purple eyes. But incase you aren't smart enough to understand, here is a portrait of me:
 SoulofdeDragon My name is Jacob Lanston and I was 17 years old when I died. I am a boy, can't you see?? I like boys. Before I died, I was living a horrible life. My life sucked because of the constant parent abuse, the kids at school talking about how suicidal I was behind my backs, and me realizing I was actually pretty close to ending it myself. When I died I was grateful to leave my old life. How did I die you ask? I died one night when my dad came home drunk one night like he does every night, but had convinced himself I was not his son but his childhood bully and he beat me to death. I am a chosen one and I am glad of it. I finally feel like I have a purpose. My powers are control of water and air. Don't tell anyone, but I have a crush on Jamie. I believe I died and am grateful for this new life after death. You may not care about this information, but I'll tell you anyways, I had no friends in life and love how being a chosen one gets me into a good group of caring friends. I am a kind person because of how I was treated in life and know what it feels like to be abused and ignored. Sometimes my compassion for another can be dangerous because i can't leave anyone behind. I look like I'm sad alot but I just think a lot. Well sometimes I am sad.. Good luck with telling which one it is! But incase you aren't smart enough to understand, here is a portrait of me:  Ayame Tsuniko My name is Echo and I was 18 years old when I died. I am a girl, can't you see?? I like boys. Before I died, I was living a terrible life. My mother was murdered violently by my father in front of me when I was only 12. After that I was on my own on the streets moving from bridge to bridge trying to stay alive. People would taunt me and throw things at me, poking fun at the homeless girl. I guess life liked to make me miserable. When I died I was grateful to leave my old life. How did I die you ask? .I was never one to try and kill myself, no matter how bad my life was, but on my 18th birthday this group of guys thought it would be fun to torment with me and try to rape me. They cornered me on a bridge and I thought my only escape was to jump into the darkened waters below. Only one problem. I couldn't swim. As I sank deeper and deeper into the water I felt a wave of relaxation come over me. I was finally free. I am a chosen one and wish I wasn't. My powers are mind manipulation and Water bending ironically. Don't tell anyone, but I have a crush on someone.... I believe I died and I am overly relieved that I'm no longer living a life of pain and agony. You may not care about this information, but I'll tell you anyways, I have a soft spot for children and teddy bears. Not certain why, I just do. And I love to read.. After my father killed my mother I've had a hard time trusting anyone. Deep down I am very sensitive, caring, and I long for love. But on the outside I play stubborn and it's obvious my guard if up. I look like I have long straight black hair and warming green eyes, yet in those eyes you can still sense the pain in them.I rarely smile but when I do it's slight and rarely noticeable. But incase you aren't smart enough to understand, here is a portrait of me: 
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