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I'm waking up at the start of the end of the world,
but its feeling just like every other morning before,
Now I wonder what my life is going to mean if it's gone,

The cars are moving like a half a mile an hour if that,
and started staring at the passengers who're waving goodbye
can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time?

But I believe the world is burning to the ground
oh well, I guess we're gonna find out
let's see how far we've come
let's see how far we've come
Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end
oh well, I guess, we're gonna pretend,
let's see how far we've come
let's see how far we've come

I think it turned ten o'clock but I don't really know
then I can't remember caring for an hour or so
started crying and I couldn't stop myself
I started running but there's no where to run to
I sat down on the street, took a look at myself
said where you going man you know the world is headed for hell
say all goodbyes if you've got someone you can say goodbye to

I believe the world is burning to the ground
oh well I guess we're gonna find out
let's see how far we've come (right now)
let's see how far we've come

Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end
oh well, I guess, we're gonna pretend,
let's see how far we've come
let's see how far we've come

Its gone gone baby its all gone
there is no one on the corner and there's no one at home
well it was cool cool, it was just all cool
now it's over for me and it's over for you
well its gone gone baby its all gone
there's no one on the corner and there's no one at home
well it was cool cool, it was just all cool
now it's over for me and it's over for you

I believe the world is burning to the ground
oh well I guess we're gonna find out
let's see how far we've come
let's see how far we've come
Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end
oh well, i guess, we're gonna pretend,
let's see how far we've come, again
let's see how far we go
let's see how far we've come
let's see how far we go
let's see how far we've come
let's see how far we go
let's see how far we've come
let's see how far we go
let's see how far we've come

How far we've come -Matchbox 20

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Table of Contents_____x

1.o lyrics
2.x you're here, you silly monkey!
3.o story
4.x a little extra
5.o rules
6.x profile skeleton
7.o accepted profiles
8.x accepted profiles
9.o accepted profiles
10.x accepted profiles
11.o accepted profiles
12.x white/black list
13.o what just happened?
14.x current status
15.o OPEN

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x____story

If you only had three months to live, what would you do? Would you spend time with friends and family? Hide it from your loved ones? or do something completely crazy?

It so turns out the the world really is going to come to an end. Mass production of nuclear weapons in north korea were always in the wrong hands, and now the threat has come that in three months time the world will explode. FBI agents from every country continue to search for the psycho plotting the acopolypse, but having been 6 months since the threat it seems like a lost cause.

Three months left and our story begins with the announcement on the news in London that there is very little hope. Time to say your goodbyes.

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so here we are____x

Darkred (male) had a thing with Hotpink, but they broke up before they found out the world was going to end. Now Hotpink isbeing chased by Blue but wants to get back together with Darkred (male) instead.
Yellow and cadet blue are in love.
Orange likes Red, who's enemy Green likes Orange

Indigo and Blue are siblings
cyan is Yellow's older sibling and is overprotective of Yellow

Cyan and Orange are best friends have been best friends since kindergarden
Hotpink and Indigo are best friends

green and Red are sworn enemies
Indigo finds Darkred rather annoying

note that these are just colors used to refer to which person I'm talking about, it doesn't necessarily imply posting colors, though the ones with strikes do.

Now genders are completely up to you EXCEPT FOR THE ONES INDICATED since we always have the issue of not having enough boys, but it HAS to match the storyline up there ^. It's very likely that we will all end up gay XD

strikes mean that the position is taking. No, I don't reserve.

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x____rules

1.o I will make this VERY clear; break the rules, you're out. I won't bother hiding the profile password or anything, I'll just assume you read the rules. kay? kay.
2.x Title the subject "fini" when PMing me profiles
3.o Don't change the skeleton unless absolutely necessary
4.x Make your posts pretty. Not HUMONGOUS PHOTOS and colors like cyan or whatever. Use your posting color, title each post with your characters name. Size 9 please.
5.o No mary-sues or gary-sues. Or people who have had such a terrifying past of horror and rape. Not everyone has had that you know. Be a little more unique damnit.
6.x No hating OOC. It's kinda childish
7.o Give me PLOT. I don't want "and i woke up and brushed my teeth and saw people and went to sleep and died." Do something extravagant.Entertain me.
8.x No talking OOC too much. If it gets out of hand create an OOC thread, or I'll do it. It just looks cluttere dwith too much OOC
9.o LIteracy is a must. Occasional typos and spelling mistakes are fine, but if I find chatspeak used in situations where the character isnt typing or too many of them, I will come at you with sporks
10.x Write at least 2 five-sentence paragraphs per post. Your profiles should have this much for the "personality/bio" area too. It's not that hard.
11.o No cybering. If it gets physical just hint at it and move on. You can swear all you want just dont do it every two words, unless your character is really angry and its a one time thing. Follow Gaia TOS.
12.x Post at least once every two days. Let me know if you go on vacation or whatever BEFOREHAND unless its a sudden thing. I will wait 5days but if you dont post in 5 days, you're out
13.o Boys may play girls, girls may play boys.
14.x Don't give me anime photos or celebrity photos for profiles. Don't give me perfect people, and don't give me 21368621376 scene kids. Diversity is beautiful.
15.o Have fun, and help me make this longterm <3

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skeletons____x

Please include which person you want your character to be in the PM you send me

[align=center][size=18]FULL NAME HERE[/size]
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[size=9][color=postingcolor]So here I am, look at how far I've come, it's been[/color] [b]AGE (between 15-25)[/b] [color=posting color]years since [/color][b]BIRTHDAY[/b]. [color=postingcolor]Since then I've figured it out that I'm[/color] [b]GAY/BI/PAN/MONO/ZOO/ASEXUAL[/b][color=postingcolor] and here goes the story of my life;[/color] BIOGRAPHY/PERSONALITY, INCLUDE THOUGHTS ON WHAT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE.
[color=postingcolor]And I owe it all to [/color][b]USERNAME[/b]
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x. The used-to-be's .x

DARK RED

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Elise Anne Scott

U n . D E U X . T R I O S
So here I am, look at how far I've come, it's been Nineteen years since November Fifth. Since then I've figured it out that I'm Heterosexual and here goes the story of my life;
Let me start out by telling you the heart-warmingly romantic story of my creation. One day, my parents decided they wanted to have a child. There was lots of planning to do before though. First there was if they needed a bigger apartment, what color would they paint the walls in my room, who would have the baby. Once all that was decided, they went to a magical place called a 'Sperm Bank', where my mother was impregnated. And after eight months and fourteen days of me being a bun in the oven, I was conceived. Did I mention that my parents were lesbians? Oh, well yeah. I have two lesbian mothers. I was born early, so I was an ity-bitty baby. I wasn't developing quick enough. My mom suffered from severe post-par dome depression because of it. At fourteen months I was just learning to sit up, when most infants were learning to walk. At age two, I was just learning to say things like 'mommie' and 'bye bye'. When it came time for me to go to kindergarten, I was still way behind in my learning process, so my parents were to scared to send me to school. So, I was home schooled for a while. By the third grade, I was pretty much up to par as far as my intelligence went, but my parents continued to home school me. I didn't have many friends, there not being many kids in my neighborhood, and of course not going to school, but I didn't mind. My moms were all the friends I needed at the time.

My life started to do down hill a bit after that. Not only was I anti-social, but my father was trying to contact me. The man who donated sperm was actually trying to get partial custody of me. He believed since I was his DNA, I belonged to him. The court ordered that I spend a week with him to determine weather his was capable of taking care of me. It was the most miserable week I've ever had. This mad was the scum of the earth. The apartment smelled like cigarettes, alcohol, and something I couldn't' identify at the time ( which in reality was semen ). I was alone most of the time, where he went I didn't know. But, three of the nights he came home with women. You would think that somone fighting to get custody of a child would be more responsible, but this guy just seemed not to care. To him, me having his blood was enough. But thankfully, due to his behavior, he was denied custody, and I haven't heard from him since.

I finally went to a public school in fifth grade, and let me tell you, I did everything in my power to avoid it. I didn't know those kids! Why would I want to get to know them? My first day I tried to convince them I was sick, second day I let myself fall down the stairs and told them I broke my leg, and the third day I just cried all morning. Eventually I just gave up and stopped fighting. Though at the time I'd never admit it to anyone, I actually kind of liked school. As much as I told myself they wouldn't be, the kids were nice to me. On my second week, a boy even pinched my arm and said I was cute! I pretty much coasted through school and life up until basically when dating came into the picture.

My first boyfriend I ever had was Him, and I felt like we would be together forever. But when we broke up, I felt like my world was torn apart. I basically shut down, locking myself in my room, and did nothing but eat, sleep and cry. After awhile I got myself back together, but never really got over Him. I would give anything to get back together with Him. Lately He has been chasing me, and I supose he's pretty cute. . . and nice. . . but I don't know if I could be with him, when I know I'd rather be with Him. Maybe it's time to move on. . . or maybe there's still a chance.

Knowing I and everyone else has only three months is, expectedly, depressing. I want to clutch to every passing day as it comes. There are many things I'd like to do before the time comes. Of course, I want to spend every minute I can with my mothers and friends, but I'm sure thats what's on everyone's mind. One big thing is. . . I want to figure out who I'm meant to be with. As much as I want to be with Him, I feel like he might be keeping me from being happy. I need to know if He has even second thoughts about us breaking up. And maybe, He is the one who will finally make me happy. Oh yeah, and I want to buy a puppy.

And I owe it all to W A O H K A Y -

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x. The in love .x

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Layan Skyee

are we different?
So here I am, look at how far I've come, it's been eighteen years since August the 5th. Since then I've figured it out that I'm bisexual and here goes the story of my life; You think you want to date me. You rethink it; yeah, you want to date me. You take me out one night and then I'm nervous. That's okay, you think it's cute. Then I run to the bathroom, gosh, am I okay? After 3 hours of diarhea you don't think it's so cute any more. I'm not so cute any more. I'm too much to handle. You apologize. That's okay? No, it isn't. It's not okay. Because you just think I'm gross, that's all. That's all...
The term is NOT bulimia nervosa, it's inflammatory bowel disorder. That's why I'm so skinny, but hey if you think that's just an excuse then that's your opinion. It's basically every reason why most people tend not to go near me; I mean c'mon, who likes diarrhea (unless you're a coprophile, but let's not go into that...) It's kinda been the main issue in my life. Otherwise I've been rather normal, but people force me into the "freak" category. Perhaps that's where my bad temper came from. I was gonna graduate this year though, thank god, but then I find out I'm gonna die. It seems kinda surreal to me, I don't think I've accepted it. I mean it was only in comic books or movies that an acopolypse was ever mentioned. Of course, in comic books there was always superman to save the day.
Maybe the reason why I'm partly gay is because men have let me down in the past. Always going to dates, feeling nervous, getting a stomache ache, getting diarrhea, grossing them out. It's an embarissing process, no one quite understands why I get so worked up over it. How would you like it if your bowel was the reason why people won't date you?
I guess I've earnt my ways of being hated. I have a bit of a temper, I mean I've had to. People chose me to pick on as a kid, so I developed my way to fight. Of course I got pummeled, I wasn't gaining enough weight to actually win a fight. However, despite my scars and bruises I actually turned out to be a pretty girl. Stick thin, but nevertheless pretty. And once I figured it out that I'm a pretty girl, I wanted to flaunt it. So maybe it's conceited, I don't give a s**t. So I signed up for the modeling agency and got accepted. Mother was less than happy. She was always the strict one and just got stricter when she got her divorce with dad when I was eight. We've never really got along since Dad left and so we just let each other do what we want. It works for me.
My only issue is that now I can't leave. I'm legally stuck with my parents. The only thing that drives me forward is the one I'm dating. When no one else saw me for anything more than a conceited handicapped person, I found my first long-term lover <3 Too bad their older sibling has issues with that.
For these last few days, I want to run away with my girl. I want to get out of here and do a roadtrip, buy a house with all our money, we're not gonna be alive to spend it on the future anyway. I want to live my entire life on fast forward.
And I owe it all to TheErikaness

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x. The siblings .x

Gabriella Adohi

Red Heads Have More Fun!
So here I am, look at how far I've come, it's been Twenty-one years since January 2nd. Since then I've figured it out that I'm straight and here goes the story of my life;
I was born and pretty much raised in Italy. My padre is dark with brown hair and eyes while my madre, not being from Italy, is pale and has red hair. Basically, it's completely obvious that I get my genes from my mother; but back to where I was born. Italy is a gorgeous place. I really love my homeland and all it has to offer. I carry my accent proudly! My life was pretty good and everything...boring mainly. My Padre had, and still has, this big buisness that keeps the dough rolling in. So much in fact that madre doesn't have to work if she doesn't want to. She does though, she likes excitement... like me. If I may say so myself, she is a little more tame. Anyway, my madre is a school teacher... a high school teacher! I know! Absolutely crazy! I don't think I'd ever want to teach the kids that were my friends in Italy. Well, that may be because we were disubbidiente!

Okay, so I have to admit that life wasn't extremely boring in Italy. I had my amazing friends and nonno and nonna (grandma and grandpa) who spoiled me rotten! Plus, my friends and I were always causing some sort of chaos... always the innocent type. We never hurt anyone... it was just us being idiots! It's just that I'm the type of girl that always wants to be on the move. I'm not happy unless I'm doing something. So, I concocted a master plan! I kept my grades really high in school, kissed up to my parents and grandparents on a daily basis and when graduation came around, I dropped the bomb. I told them I wanted to move to London. They seemed kind of hurt, but I promised it had nothing to do with them. I just wanted adventure.

My madre seemed to understand the best; she told me she was like that in her youth too. Plus, I was eighteen and dieing for adventure. So with some persuasion my parents and grandma helped me get to London. They send me money to help me with school because I am attending the university there. I have a job, but sometimes it can be hard... with going to school and everything. Then during the holidays I go back to see them, or they come to see me. I love the freedom... but I also missed leaving my family. Soon after I left though, I was joined by my sibling! So I don't feel so homesick now. It's fun and we get along great!

I'm the type of girl to live in the present, not the past or future. I laugh out loud at the weirdest times, dance in public like no one is watching and say things that just pop into my head. I love to have fun and just hang around, especially with my best friend and sibling. I do have my off days though; after all I'm only human... even though I like to fancy that I'm Emily Frost: The White Queen. You know! From those American comics about the X-men? Haha, well anyway I do snap and throw the occasional fit... but only once in a blue moon! I'm easy to make friends with and really don't have a problem telling you my whole life story. One major problem I do have though, is that when it comes to current problems I find it hard to open up. I become something like a shell... and I hate it! I'm trying to change because if I don't then I'll be a hypocrite. Why? Well, because I'm always telling my friends to open up to me. To let me in and help them. Basically, I'm a good listener and will always have a shoulder for you to cry on. I do tend to hold grudges though... simply because loyalty is very important to me. If you break the bond of trust between us... don't ever expect to be trusted again.

You know, now that I know I'm going to die... I wonder what I will do with my life for three months. I don't really think much about the whole dieing part... I just want to live life in the now. What I do want to do is travel to Japan... then into America. While in America I want to see all the sights! The statue of liberty... and I want to see a real haunted house! That's right! I demand to see a ghost before I die. I just want to have fun and travel around, see all that I can. I'm not exactly interested in a relationship... because then dieing would become sad. You can't settle down and have kids... Of course, I may end up falling in love. That is something you just can't help. When the time comes, the time the world ends and everyone dies... I want to be with my madre, padre and sibling. I want to die in my homeland with pride and family.
And I owe it all to Nienna112

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x. The best friends .x

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x. The sworn enemies .x

Janaknandini Ganeshwaran

Back home...
So here I am, look at how far I've come, it's been seventeen years since February 29th. Since then I've figured it out that I'm bisexual and here goes the story of my life; My legal name is much too long, in my opinion, so I go by Janaki, though my British friends call me Jan. I was born in a rural village in India, an hour or so ouside Delhi. We were pretty well off, for a farming family with no sons, and my parents could afford to send my sister and me to a good boarding school in the city. My parents were always very liberal and my sister was allowed to marry the man of her choice. That was five years ago. I'd lived in India my whole life, until the nuclear threat came.

My parents had savings, a rather large sum, and we moved to London. They said that life was worth living, and since we may only had a short time, we'd better start. I spoke English well, and though they said we needed to live life, they still sent me to school and both my parents took a job. My mother got hired as a secratary for a law firm, but my father skipped around for a while before finally getting a contract with a construction company as an architect.

I was excited to be in England, though I didn't like school much. Everyone knew about Britain's conquest of India and treated me as if I were second-class. My accent, my skin colour, my jewlery, makeup, and bindi; everything I was; it was made fun of and frowned upon. About a month into school, we had a project about our heritage and I went full out. It surprised most people and I earned some respect, even a few friends. Most people just left me alone after that. I managed to make one honest-to-goodness enemy though. It wasn't my race, or Their reaction to it, but competition, opinions, and attitudes that set us in an eternal battle.

It's been six months now since I got to England. It's been fun over all, but I sometimes wonder if it was even worth my time to bother hating Them. And I wish I'd had the guts to ask Them out. Now that the authorities say apocalyps is imminent, not just possible, I want to let Them know. I don't know what brought on the feeling... It was totally unexpected. And with only three months before doomsday, I want to make sure everything is out in the open and taken care of. I don't want to have any bad karma hanging around once all life on Earth is wiped out.

And I owe it all to Russet Wingfang

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TheErikaness ---& because I made this roleplay. duhh.
Nienna112 ---& for being the first person to join <3
W A O H K A Y - ---& for being the second person to join :]
Russet Wingfang ---> For being the third person to join XD


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no one. good.

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what's been happening?____x

Nothing. ^-^;

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