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A long time ago, you suffered through an event that put you on the brink of death. Whether it be an accident or a terminal illness, each of you have suffered in some way. At this time, you were given the gift of life once again, but this time, with a cost. An otherworldly being whispered the terms you were forced to agree with in your ear, sending chills down your spine. "On this day, your life has been extended briefly, and you shall live it in any way you'd like. However, your time is still very limited, and in order to extend it further you shall consume the dreams and darknesses of those you meet. I'm sure you're willing to do so, yes? After all, anyone will do whatever it takes to help the selves..." With that, you were left perfectly healthy and free to live your lives once again. As time went on, you found yourself able to see a dark, spirit-like figure looming over every human. Some were monstrous in size and some were the size of a small child, but everyone had one. Everyone had a darkness after all.

At first, you were able to 'eat' the figures seemingly with no consequences, taking the darkness away from everyone and leaving them to live better than ever. However, something seemed off. There were a spike of deaths, specifically deaths that happened when the victims were asleep. People reported that said victims would have nightmares that caused them to shake violently, as well as scream, before going motionless. Slowly, you began to piece together what was going on. Every person you took the darkness of would have nightmares of it before dying. Every. Single. One. Some of you didn't care and continued on, 'stealing' their life force and taking it for your own. Others were horrified with themselves and their own darkness began to grow.

Now, it is present day. You have continued to live your life and death hasn't come for you yet. Your day has ended and you suddenly feel quite drowsy, compelling you to rest. Once you do so, however, you find yourself in a strange dream. By now you've met others like you, so you recognize that the people you see aren't just figments of your imagination. Everyone around you seems to be just as confused, leading them to roam around the strange, white room with only a few chairs, a locked door, and a monitor. After a few seconds, the room fills with only a few words, "Death doesn't like to be cheated..." Afterwards, the monitor turned on, only to be on a black screen, with words coming up on it within a few seconds. "Congratulations! For playing their game, you've won the luxury to participate in a one-of-a-kind event! Only those who escape their fates aee lucky enough to be here, so enjoy it while you can! If you can win all of the games, you won't have to comply with the horrible punishment death itself has for you!" The screen then turned itself off, leaving you terrified of what's to come.

Rules

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1. PH Rules apply
2. No power-playing or killing without permission
3. Romance is allowed, but not advised
4. In order to do anything that could greatly affect the plot, please ask me first
5. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me
6. This is a semi-lit/lit roleplay, meaning the requirements for your posts/form include a minimum of 3-5 sentences, decent grammar and sentence structure, in-depth detail in sentences/forms. Of course it's okay if you're unable to meet the requirements at times, but if it were to happen too many times I would exclude you from the roleplay.
7. In order to be accepted, I ask that you should remove anything in parenthesis in your form in order to keep it neat and easy to read.
8. Don't take advantage of any rule I have not yet added

Form

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Character Name -
Age -
Gender -
Appearance -
Personality -
Backstory (optional, but strongly recommended) -
Cause of Initial Death (optional but strongly recommended) -
Other -

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Character Name - Illisia Gutenheim
Age - 19
Gender - Female
Appearance - Illisia stands at around 6'0 and is fairly thin due to limiting herself on eating. She has long, wavy, caramel-brown hair and jade-grean eyes, which have heavy and dark bags under them. Her face shows little to no variation from when it is resting, and she gives off a melancholy appearance. She wears a dark and worn out shirt with a large jean jacket over it, along with either dark sweat pants or loose jeans and worn out tennis shoes.
Personality - For a girl who used to be full of happiness and wonder, she has fallen pretty far from who she once was. Now, she seems to be a shell of her former self, doomed to live a dull and miserable life filled with sorrow and emptiness. She now hardly speaks, as there is nothing but darkness clouding her mind. After being 'revived', she liked to call it, she tried jumping off a bridge but survived. This led her to believe that fate simply wouldn't allow her to die and she decided to slowly try to live her life to the fullest. She is easily distracted though, desperate her head with something positive once again. She isn't quick to anger, or quick to respond either. She is, however, quite impatient and easily bored. The rest is TBRPD
Backstory - TBRPD ;)
Cause of Initial Death - Attempted suicide due to overdose
Other -

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@M12345 please re-read the rules and change your form accordingly

Character Name - Layla Johanasson
Age - 21
Gender - Female
Appearance - A young adult female with long blond hair, freckles, and deep brown eyes. She wears casual clothes like sweaters and such, and has a good build and is 5'10.
Personality - Evil introvert. Her past self used to be this cheery little teenager who took everything for granted, but that old Layla has passed. She's grown up to learn the darkness of the world and her consequences, which she runs from.
Backstory - Her husband died at the age of 24. He was abusive to Layla, and he died in a shooting that Layla had planned. Layla's dads, Andy and Dameon, had adopted her at the age of 7. Before that, she was in an orphanage, abandoned by her real family.
Cause of Initial Death - Executed in jail after found guilty for Husband's death.
Other - . . . she likes murder.

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Character Name - HongJoong "Captain" Kim

Age - 23

Gender - Agender [He/Him, She/Her as Captain]

Appearance - He is shorter than average, standing at 172 cm (5'8), with an ever changing rainbow array of hairstyles. Currently, he has dyed his hair a deep blue with bangs falling just above his brows. Hair-clips and scattered around the dyed hair, giving off the image of a star filled night. No matter, the hair though, the one thing that always stays the same, however, is his piercing dark eyes and bright clothing. No matter how odd they are, his sense of fashion is impeccable and he makes the clothes work. Lately, he's taken to wearing half skirts, most of them fashioned out of old plaid, and pairing them with subtle jewelry. One could honestly mistake him for a k-pop idol if not for the fact that he is extremely camera shy

Personality - HongJoong comes off as overbearing and strict, imposing demeanor off putting people at first glace. His sense of responsibility of people who he's taken under his wing is suffocating at times, almost like a mother bear. On stage, HongJoong becomes Captain and she is a typhoon. Nothing gets in her way, sharp words and even sharper eyeliner cutting through the opposition. She is a self-proclaimed narcissist and stubborn to a fault. At heart, HongJoong is a dreamer. He's always reaching for the stars, the phrase "everything in moderation" never really vibing with him. If he does something, it is always at 120%, nothing less. His passion for the arts is unrivaled and he especially has a passion for cloth altering, customizing almost everything he wears. He has an uncanny ability to always slip into his stage persona at the drop of a hat, making others wonder who the real HongJoong is. He's oddly normal for someone in his position.... perhaps there's a reason for that?

Backstory - Born in the mid 1900's to immigrant parents, HongJoong grew up with very little. Being of mixed race and living in poverty, he resorted to less than savory means to survive and support his family. He rarely attended school, instead roaming the streets in search of work both legal and less above board. Things looked up in 1960's when he found a home within the queerest place in America, Harlem and its drag scene. There, he thrived as Captain, a drag queen who's charm was her eccentric egomania and wild aspirations of adventure and freedom. But even in a place where he could authentically express himself, it was still a struggle to be recognized and he eventually passed away nameless and forgotten to the sands of time

Cause of Initial Death - Bludgeoning though police files list AIDs exacerbated tuberculosis as the cause of death

Other - Currently holding a barista job and produces music under the name Captain

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@Rainbow accepted

@Tsukoyomi accepted

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Character Name - Simon Smith

Age - 18

Gender - Male

Appearance - His has the height of a normal person, (1.7 M) and is normally thin. He has red dyed short hair with a white puffy coat. He also wears grey long pants with black and white shoes. His face does not show that much emotion. He also has a scar on his left cheek.

Personality - He doesn't usually show that much emotion to random people but can be pretty emotional with people he has been friends with. His past self used to be very happy and cheerful until he died.

Backstory (optional, but strongly recommended) - He used to have many friends and they played harmless pranks on people for fun but one day his friends decided to scare Simon with a simple fake poison joke but they forgot which bottle is which
so Simon drank the wrong one and slowly died.

Cause of Initial Death (optional but strongly recommended) - Prank gone wrong. (Poisoned)

Other - None

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@M12345 accepted

friendly reminder that this is a semi-lit/lit roleplay, and I kindly ask that everyone is sure they are able to consistently post at least somewhat lengthy posts :)

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hi, hello !
just wanted to let you know that the rp seems super interesting and that i'd be interested in joining -
but i'm super busy with work over the next couple of weeks so i've made a form just in case i'm able to find some time c':
if that's ok -

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One for sorrow, Two for joy, Three for a girl, Four for a boy,
Five for silver, Six for gold, Seven for a secret never to be told.

Character Name - Margot Bellamy
(mar-go bell-ah-mee)

Nicknames - Maggie (by family); The Magpie


image credit: shal.e

Age - 18 years old

Gender - Female (she/her)

Appearance - From roughly around the age of 13, Margot has since been left a little dishearted by a stunt in her growth that has left her at a meagre 4'10, today. To be just a little bit taller - was that too much to wish for? Lithe limbs; Large, glassy, icy blue eyes; Silk-soft hair; A button nose, and pale, blemishless skin: all only added to her child-like appearance. For now, she'd just have to cope with the double-edged sword that came with her petiteness. On the one hand, it upset her that her parents were frequently under fire by the public's harassment, with claims such as child abuse, neglect and exploitation of their daughter's appearance for money being constantly thrown their way. On the other, Margot found enjoyment and confidence from modelling, her portraits often capturing a creepy, yet beautiful, porcelain dollesque, rather than an actual emotive human.

Personality - With her status as a model, soft-spoken Margot does her best to stick to good etiquette whilst out in public, due not wanting to give them any more of a reason to try to cancel her. She just wishes to be treated like everyone else, and not like a child. Ironically, those who accidentally do mistake her for so, are usually met with a childish pout - "Hmph, just so you know, I am an adult, okay? I'll let it slide, just this once! But next time...". Do not fear, Margot is practically harmless and is more likely to be knocked over by a gust of wind. She does, however, have an odd obsession with anything shiny. Known as 'Magpie Syndrome' - a fascination with shiny objects, which may result in a short-lived obsession or the even compulsive need for the sufferer to claim/pocket it to add to a collection. Margot has a collection of her own, including things like: odd keys, jewellery, stones, bottle caps, but mostly spare change. Because of this, she usually only carries money in the form of notes or credit cards, not wanting to part with her polished pennies.

Backstory - Before Margot had died for the first time, she didn't have the life of luxury that she now lives. Instead, she had been born [unplanned] to a working-class couple who struggled to earn enough to feed themselves. Somehow, they made it work, and when Margot was older, going to school wasn't an option. She took to the streets, rummaging through garbage, stealing from market stalls, pick-pocketing whatever she could, just so that her family had something that they could either eat or sell. More often than not, dinner would be nothing, spoilt food, or sometimes even dirt if they were desperate enough. However, despite her efforts, they would not be enough as she would later pass away from severe malnutrition before even reaching adulthood.

Cause of Initial Death - Malnutrition/Starvation.

Other -

Character Name - Sidney Kagetsu

Age - 18

Gender - male but often mistake as a female thanks to the hair

Appearance - a tall man that stands around 6'0″ they purposely go for the edgy aesthetic, making them look tougher than they actually are in their mind, hair being a long pure white with purple highlights streaks up to the halfway point, eyes having purple contacts in them to go along with it, while wearing a light purple spike collar with more dark purple at the tip of the spikes. His clothing consists of leather jacket with clear chinese dragons pattern on both side, the undershirt being a slightly darker white while having a dragon claw pasted the middle of it, also wearing spike wristband being the same style as the neck one. For the bottom Style they consist of white tear up jeans, with the purple fade up the legging with a mix of darker white and purple lace sneakers to end it off.

Personality - deranged and unstable Sidney has lost touch of reality they're constantly rambling to themself, his voice constantly sounding in a unnatural tone of uncertainty. behavior can change on a dime also, one moment being incredibly tame too incredibly aggressive, this sourcing from his belief that everyone's out to get him, not afraid to attack anyone that is a enemy to their eyes. There reasonable thinking seeming to be affected too, as they do questionable decisions sometimes, that will either help or hinder the problem at hand, his eyes constantly shifting back and forth too, so focusing in the first place is the challenge for them, constantly seeming to have a certain scream running through their head non-stop, hindering his basic abilities as a person, especially around many people, holding his hands on there head lowering it seeming to shut down. But this isn't the only condition for Sidney, as they seem to have paranoia about unknown surroundings or any in general, constantly on the move as they feel extremely uneasy if they don't.

Backstory (optional, but strongly recommended) - Sidney used to be a calm and gentle average high schooler, as they go to school like any other day talking to their crush beside them at the time, walking to his next class before being stopped, a voice coming from the intercom "level 3 lockdown is going into action, this is not a drill" it cried. Without hesitation Sidney grab their crush hand as they run to the nearest classroom, but to only be late by a second, as the door slams crashing into it as he falls over on the floor, being momentarily stunned for a second before hearing the faithful scream from their Crush, looking over to see a man holding a AK-47 at her head. Without a moment's thought, Sidney jump in front of her taking the bullets to the face as he slides across the floor, giving enough time for his Crush to flee from the scene, as the man walks over to him, as the last thing Sidney see is the gun slamming onto the front of his head, hearing the bang as everything goes black.

Cause of Initial Death (optional but strongly
recommended) - final shot in the frontal lobe from a school shooter.

Other - I do have mild autism to be forewarn

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might reserve a spot, we'll see

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@farhenheit accepted, and that's perfectly fine!

@suicune accepted

@aethernyx alright!

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alright, i'm going to put up the rp, if everyone's ok with that. thank you guys for showing interest in this rp!

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Character Name - Wade Marolf
Age - 16
Gender - Male - He/Him
Appearance - Wade stands at 5'8", with dirty blonde hair and blue-green eyes. He's extremely, skinny, borderline underweight. His face is pockmarked severely from a case of acne that lasted for too long. His shoulders are thin and slouched, his eyes tired and sunken from a lack of sleep. The back of his neck is covered in scars.
Personality - Wade was, before he died, a happy and supportive boy. However, his bright attitude changed rapidly when he died and was brought back. Now, the poor Marolf is a quiet, lonely man with terrible paranoia and a bad nervous habit of itching at the back of his neck.
Backstory - Wade lived a wonderful life, for sixteen years and eight months. He happily ran a small business in collaboration with his partner in crime, Isaac, and was a wonderful student, as well as a supporter of several small groups. He walked to and from school, helped anywhere he could, and was an all-around great person. However, this changed on a bright, sunny day, the opposite of a sad morning. While walking to school alone, Wade suddenly found himself having trouble breathing. He soon collapsed, clawing at his throat and slowly choking, only two minutes away from his destination; his fallen body was hidden around the corner from the school, out of sight of anybody able to help.
Cause of Initial Death - Suffocation due to Swelling of the Airway - Anaphylactic Shock Caused by an Unknown Allergy
Other - N/A

@Blackguard accepted

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