This is where your first post will be. Explain what your character was doing before they blanked out then explain how they woke up, what they see etc... Also list the 10 items your RPC will have in their survival bag
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{|Teplin|} Item List: (Needs to be updated every time you get a new item or lose/break etc.. an item) [»] Katana, Chargeable wind up tazer, an old flip phone, Suitcase of replacement outfits, learners police badge, Father's silver ring, car keys, Volkswagen beetle, toolbox, tools, duct tape, Toiletries, Some plastic bags from Walmart, and miscellaneous trash in the back seat of his car.
The before: Maxwel Teplin walked out to his old Volkswagen beetle and got in. He looked over his katana in the back seat, it was a gift from his old instructor when he started to learn how to use it after learning Martial arts. He started to drive out of town towards his school. He was visiting home on break. He stopped by the local police office, he came here often as a child after his father died, and considered the officers family. After he said his farewells he left and got into his car. As soon as the door closed he blacked out.
The wake up: Teplin awoke groggily at the sound of birds, and tried to open his door. It wouldn't budge and when he got a good look of outside he cried out, "How the hell am I on a beach?!" His car was at the edge where high tide was and he wasn't afraid his car would flood but he was flipping out none the less. Luckily his car had the crank window not electric because he would've had to break it otherwise. he crawled out the window and saw his car had sunk about enough to keep the door closed, but he still saw the top third of his wheels. "Who did I piss off?" he nearly tripped on a bag next to his car. he rummaged around in it and found: 1-Sleeping Bag: Water proofed fits only one 2- Portable Tent- Fits only two 3- Canteen/Water Bottle- fits 1 Liter of water 4- Hatchet - Light weight yet sturdy and sharp 5-Thermal Blanket - Covers two people; water proof 6-Flint Stick- Creates perfect sparks to start a fire 7-Water purifier- One drop per 1 liter of water 8-Swiss Army Knife- Sharp 6inch folding knife He crawled back into his car with his loot and rolled up the window. he was going to survey the area from the comfort of his car. The accidentally bumped the horn and it went off on its lowed call, "At leas that still works..."
Theodore had a large black helmet on, his vehicle moved quickly through and past the vehicles weaving left and right. Tied to his motorcycle was a large box that was 1 by 1 by 1 feet in length width and height. Pulling up to an apartment in the San Francisco upper areas he climbed off the crotch rocket, approaching the apartment with the package with the address on it his fist hit the solid wooden door. Hearing a woman voice tell him to come in he walked in, the door slamming behind him. All he could remember was him fighting in the dark before he was out.
Theodore awoke his motorcycle on the ground under him, he had his helmet on still, he looked down to see he seemed to be tied up, the motorcycle under him as a pulley the motorcycle anchoring him into the air. Arms loose still he had a bag on the ground next to the tree. Grabbing the rope he untied the rope from him and slid down it to the bottom. As he examined his bike, it didn't seem to damaged which he was happy about until he untied the rope and tried starting it. That was until he realized he had no Gas. Frowning he face palmed. Picking up the crotch rocket he picked up the bag not even looking in it as he walked off with the crotch rocket up in the air. Thankfully he had a light and small one.
Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2015 8:19 pm
With:No One | Mood:Confused | Profile:Here ● Quasi cuntenti foru l'amici e parenti... qualcunu dissi viri dopu ti nni penti ●
She was tending to her growing farm, sweat rolling down her bare forehead, her knees deep in the fertile soil of her new home. Ophelia loved using the term farm, however in actuality, it was more of a garden if anything, growing an assortment of tomato, zucchini, fresh vegetables that she would be able to use as ingredients for her next meal. It was surprising how much produce she was able to grow within the first few months of her stay. She she stood up to stare down at her pride and joy, she heard foreign voices, English, or to be more specific, Americans.
"Chi è?" The young woman murmured, maneuvering around her garden to get to the front of her house. A sleek black car was parked in the front with two well-dressed men standing on her porch, hinting to her curiosity even more. "Scusi. parla inglese?" She said, grabbing their attention. One of the men grabbed a rag, pouring a liquid onto it while the other circled around her and grabbed her from behind, holding her in place while she thrashed around in a panic. "Che cosa è questo!? Aiuti! Per favore aiutatemi!" Her pleas were drowned out with the cloth over her face and she soon slipped into a peaceful slumber.
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She awoke in the forests, her eyes heavy as she had realized she was still wearing her original garments. "Urgh..." The young woman mustered a few words of gibberish before examining her current area; Heavily wooded with tropical trees and vines, overhead a few birds blocked out the sun momentarily casting shade onto her face. "Mn..." Where was she? This was certainly odd and new. Ophelia's hand gripped the strap of her leather satchel, her attention immediately drawn to the contents; 1-Sleeping Bag: Water proofed fits only one 2- Portable Tent- Fits only two 3- Canteen/Water Bottle- fits 1 Litre of water 4- Hatchet - Light weight yet sturdy and sharp 5-Thermal Blanket - Covers two people; water proof 6-Flint Stick- Creates perfect sparks to start a fire 7-Water purifier- One drop per 1 litre of water 8-Swiss Army Knife- Sharp 6inch flippable knife
Someone must have slipped items into her bag, that also explained the considerable amount of weight to it as well. 'I should find others... Or at least make the best of my situation.' The thought of her dreaming didn't seem to cross her mind, for now Ophelia was intent on finding others.
He was on a covert op mission in Kuwait with a close friend of his. Their mission was to infiltrate sanctions that were corrupted by political and powerful individuals that were making illegal deals with off sea trading companies. These politics were encouraging human trafficking and contributing to that cause. So he parachuted into the country undetected with his friend. When they arrived they set up camp, The did some reconnaissance in a near by city to gather information and intelligence. They were interrogating a local at that local's barn yard when all of a sudden they were ambushed by soviet members. E.T. ran out the back of the barn yard and saw everything behind him on fire. Then a huge explosion took place and he was inches away from it. He blacks out. When he awakens he is in a forest on this island that he never knew about. He notices a kit near by with a note on it saying "Dear applicant you would not be here if you did not sign up for this event. We wish you the best in your participation". He scratches his head not able to remember him ever signing up. Perhaps he did he thought...In the kit there was...
1-Sleeping Bag: Water proofed fits only one 2- Portable Tent- Fits only two 3- Canteen/Water Bottle- fits 1 L of water 4- Hatchet - Light weight yet sturdy and sharp 5-Thermal Blanket - Covers two people; water proof 6-Flint Stick- Creates perfect sparks to start a fire 7-Water purifier- One drop per 1 L of water 8-Swiss Army Knife- Sharp 6inch flippable knife
Red had just gotten off the plane from her trip up to Panama, where she was taking photos for an ornithology magazine article. She was tired and worn out from her trip, and was in need of a bit of down time before going out for work again. She got her stuff and was about to call for a cab, when someone mysteriously snuck up behind her and held a rag to her face. She struggled to escape, but blacked out easily. She woke up on an island, dazed and confused. She was by a bunch of large rocks, where a rushing river flowed nearby. "Wait- Where's my stuff? My camera?!" She panicked for a bit, until she noticed her bag hanging from a nearby tree branch, along with a small kit. She quickly tore them both down, rummaging through the stuff to make sure it was okay from the trip. "Ah~! Good... It's safe." She sighed, before checking her bags and the kit to see what she had.
(Starting-Kit) - Sleeping Bag: Water proofed fits only one - Portable Tent- Fits only two - Canteen/Water Bottle- fits 1 Litre of water - Hatchet - Light weight yet sturdy and sharp - Thermal Blanket - Covers two people; water proof - Flint Stick- Creates perfect sparks to start a fire - Water purifier- One drop per 1 litre of water - Swiss Army Knife- Sharp 6inch flippable knife (Extra) - Camera bag: Contains Nikon Camera with Close-up and Far-off Lenses, and a Solar powered charger (cause there aren't any plugs in the wild) - Sketchbook: Filled halfway with drawings of animals and landscapes - Backpack: Has extra clothes, basic care stuff, some inking/drawing supplies, and an emergency first aid kit. Has a red panda keychain attached to it.
After gathering her things, and storing them all in her backpack, she picked her stuff up and headed upstream. Surely it would lead further into the island, and maybe she'd find other people around too. Maybe they'd know where and why she was out here...
Fei's head ached as he awoke from his un-accounted for slumber. Slowly he raised himself upward and checked the area around him."Seems like an Island of some sort.", Fei thought to himself as he listened closely for the sound of others."Nothing but the sound of waves.", he determined."Oh well!", Fei shouted as he gathered up his new bag of supplies. Without people nearby Fei wasn't quite sure where to go so he simply picked a direction and headed off towards it.
Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2015 4:56 pm
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Kani was on her way back from a particularly humiliating job. Eh, good publicity I guess... She grumbled to herself, feeling pretty down about the whole situation. Work had really become quite fleeting lately. The girl turn a corner to see a rather mysterious individual. Before she could get a good look at them, Kani was abruptly grabbed. She let out a surprised squeak. Stalker! Help! The girl gasped as a damp rag was held to her mouth and she abruptly lost consciousness.
Kani awoke an unknown amount of time later with a gasp. Where am I!? What happened!? Oh yeah! Kani's mind ran a mile a minute as she came to terms with where she was. "Uh... Mr. Stalker? You there?" The girl asked, slowly pulling herself to her feet. When she saw a small camera float by everything came together. "Oh it's that show! Wow that was super duper sneaky guys, you totes scared me!" Kani giggled a little at the situation. Inside she was more than a little creeped out though. Did they have to be so rough. She was under the impression that aspect of the show was a bit of Hollywood magic, but apparently they really just grabbed people off the street. Kani spent the next few minutes dusting herself off and collecting her things, as well as her survival kit, which was laying on the ground nearby. "This is Kani comin' to ya live from wherever, and thanks for watching Missing!! Now I guess I should set up camp, so wish me luck Kani-cubs!" The girl made a silly cutesy pose at the nearest camera, complete with a peace sign, before marching off randomly, looking for a good shelter, or maybe someone to interact with.
Backpack / Purse: Kani is wearing the backpack provided for her, and has her purse looped several times through the arms and such. The backpack contains most of her survival gear, while the purse is more easily access and contains her taser, knife, sun screen, make-up, and toiletries.
Taser: Bear strength. Incapacitates any target. Enough charge for three uses. Water resistant, but not water proof. Smart Phone: No signal, of course. Has enough battery for two days of light functionality, or five hours of active use. Sun Screen: One hundred SPF for complete protection against the suns harmful rays. Make-up: Pretty much everything you'd need for a night out on the town. Not particularly useful, but maybe good for the cameras. Toiletries: Various paper products like tissues and napkins.
Sleeping Bag: Water proof. Fits only one, unless seriously snuggling. Portable Tent: Fits only two, again unless uncomfortable and awkward. Water Bottle: Fits one liter of water. Hatchet: Light weight yet sturdy and sharp. Thermal Blanket: Water proof. Covers two people. Flint Stick: Creates perfect sparks to start a fire. Water Purifier: One drop per one liter of water. Swiss Army Knife: Sharp six inch flippable knife.
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