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Post by Frost on Feb 3, 2008 17:09:17 GMT 10
originally this was meant to be an extreme comedy, but I decided to make it a fantasy/mystery RP, but not to fantasy, The bridge itself will be the only fantasy in it, that and maybe one other thing  \ [shadow=black,left,300]you stare over the darkness, the loomless bridge directly in front of your apartment, the full moon sat right behind it, making the bridge seem even more mysterious, no-one ever travelled across it anymore, and no-one in this century knows why.[/shadow] character skeleton
username:
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Post by Farrelei on Feb 3, 2008 17:28:02 GMT 10
username: Farrelei name: Lancer side: Freelance Detective (he is in this for himself, not working for anyone else) can you see their shadow?: I like pie as well. Bio: He has a knack of noticing things others don't. He keeps to himself most of the time, but speaks to those he deems worthy. He is a lone wolf, and can never remember what happens during a full moon.... He was drawn to the Bridge one night during a series of events regarding a somewhat fiendish looking shadow..... Appearance:  The guy not the girl... |
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Post by Frost on Feb 3, 2008 20:23:51 GMT 10
((but can ppl c his shadow? its important)) username:claw name:Von side:ex-detective can you see his shadow?: yes bio: he was fired of being the head detective because he became to focused on The Bridge case, he is now upsest with it, and now spends the rest of his days trying to solve it's amazing mysteries, he believes to solve the case, he had to see all it's backgrounds from when it was made to the present. appearance:  |
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Post by Frost on Feb 4, 2008 18:17:06 GMT 10
Have you ever heard of The bridge? It was an old myth, hear it out...
Three hundred years ago....
The bridge was built, made of rock, and stone, it sat in between an old village, and a lush forest, and inside that forest, was someone who would change the small village forever...
You don't believe in necromancers do you...?
Inside the forest was a necromancer, one of the very first, she hated mankind, and would kill anyone that would approach her home. One dreadful night she performed a ritual near The Bridge, to call fourth the spirits and to banish The Bridge for ever, but something happened, something that wasn't expected, because of the vast amount of building to make The Bridge, it left one part of the cliff unsteady, and soon she felt herself falling into the river that The Bridge stood over, as she sunk to the bottom of the river, she layed a curse on The Bridge, so that when she died, her soul would inhabit The Bridge, and all her evil would be under The Bridge's power, and ever since that horrible night, The Bridge still to this day, remains haunted, by the evil soul of a foolish necromancer....
But like I said...
It is only... A myth....
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Post by Farrelei on Feb 8, 2008 18:57:43 GMT 10
((Ok... BLEACH! ^-^))
Lancer looked up at the waitress as she walked away.
"Hm. I'm not into that kinda stuff" he told himself before taking another swig of his Mountain Dew.
Time and time again he found himself in this bar, trying to forget the painful fact that he was alive.
Eveer since he was a baby he had been alienised. No one came near him, everyone walked away and turned their faces away.
So he decided to turn his face away from life.
To pay it back?
Who knows.
All Lancer knew that life was a cesspool.
And he was trapped, struggling inside.
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Post by Frost on Feb 8, 2008 21:00:37 GMT 10
von woke up with a startled bang from underneath his shabby apartment, "bluddy drunks" von told himself, he got up and rubbed his eyes, looking around his room full of newspaper articles of bridges and photoes of spooky weird things hanging around at moonlight, it was very early in the morning but he knew that kevin could set him up with the morning paper((he owns a bakery, so he gets up early)) he walked down his apartment and put his waistcoat on and walked along the path, he walked up a a small flight of stairs before stopping at the closed doors of the bakery, a group of investigators and police were at the door, "what's happened?" von asked one of them, "the baker who works here, he's dead" said the detective, von stared in astonishment, "he's been missing ever since midnight, his wife waited for him last night but he never showed up" the detective said before turning her head around again and interviewing a local. von frowned and went back home, " no paper for me today," von told himself.
((it's night for 22 hours in this city:o))
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Post by Farrelei on Feb 9, 2008 11:05:10 GMT 10
((LOL 22 HRS ROFLOL))
As Lancer stumbled out of the bar, drunk, he leaned against a lampost for alignment.
The cops were in front of the bakery.
He didn't want to spend more time in jail.
He began stumbling the other way , walking into a dark alley. The darkness and his drunken state caused him to fall down and he immediately fell asleep right where he was...
Next to a bloody, dead body.
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Post by Frost on Feb 9, 2008 11:21:25 GMT 10
((it's a side-effect from living near the bridge  )) von sat down on a public seat and checked his watch, 4:27am, he looked over his shoulder to see a man collapsed, von walked up to him and gave him a nudge, "another drunk" von said to himself, he stood up and looked over at the bridge, moonlight still over it, nothing ever went anywhere near it anymore, not a train, not a man. von walked to a pay-phone and put some change in and rung the police department, "von, you don't work here anymore, stop ringing us" the women said over the phone, "but I really do now have a link to The bridge, i've been keeping articles, and i've been studying in the library and I now believe that The bridge can ki-" she hung up... |
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Post by Farrelei on Feb 9, 2008 11:27:36 GMT 10
((LMFAO LOLOLOLL *EXALTS* ROFLOL))
ancer opened his weary eyes and eyed the strange man near him.
"Excuse me sir, are you a cop?" he asked.
He liked punching cops when he was drunk, but the side-effect was worse than the beer itself.
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Post by Frost on Feb 9, 2008 11:31:47 GMT 10
"no" von said and closed his eyes, then opened them again, "you like The bridge?" von asked him. ((your not taking this seriously are you?  )) |
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Post by Farrelei on Feb 9, 2008 11:40:30 GMT 10
((Actually I am, my character is an emo with nothing better to do but drink. He's drunk so he's acting silly))
"Well... You look like a cop, I mean seriously, you're wearing a COAT!
The Bridge..? You mean THE Bridge... I remember a Bridge once. And... A shadow.. Yeah... A... Hey....! I remember now...! But...Then..." struggled Lancer before falling over backwards and back to sleep.
He had seriously had too much to drink...
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Post by Frost on Feb 9, 2008 13:36:39 GMT 10
((oh, ok  )) "shadow?" von said to himslef, he went back home and ripped an article out, it was a picture, of The Bridge at a weird angle with it's shadow in the middle not the bridge, :I knew this picture was abnormal" von said to himself, he walked dwon the stairs again while looking at the picture, life was mysteerious. |
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Post by Farrelei on Feb 9, 2008 18:26:12 GMT 10
((You left my character to die..? Jeez your character's mean  )) Lancer woke up, head pulsing. Great, he thought as he stared from behind bars at the jail in front of him. Arrested. Again. He probably stripped in front of a female officer, or then again he could've stabbed one... Or maybe he'd done something new? Who cared. Lancer's head throbbed violently as he stood up and looked around. No inmate. He was by himself in the cell. Suddenly an officer came up to him... He tried to make out the figure... |
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Post by Frost on Feb 9, 2008 18:41:38 GMT 10
((I know he's mean, hey, to add more mystery to this RP make it that then figure actually wasn't anyone! just a thought, unless u wanted it to be von?))
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Post by Farrelei on Feb 11, 2008 19:36:43 GMT 10
((I know what I'm doing, now post!))
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