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Ironically Unstable
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PostPosted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 8:09 am


Rabbit Doubt


Warning!
Mature content:
Violence (lots), gore, mature language, and slight/possible sexual contents



A popular game has risen among the teens. RABBIT DOUBT. Played on cell phones this popular game consists of players that are rabbits in a colony and among them, one is randomly chosen to take the role of the wolf who infiltrates the colony. Every round, the wolf kills off a rabbit and every round the colony has to decide who the wolf is among them all. If their decision is correct, then they live. Choose wrong and one more dies. Sometimes, the people who play this game decide to meet up in person. So what happens when they do?
--Looking up at an old, abandoned, run-down, mental hospital--


“So, it looks like another group of players have decided to meet. It seems like this time the game will be more interesting… The liar must die, however…Hehehe…”


“Are you ready for tonight?”
“Totally. Tonight’s the night for-”
“Shhh… not so loud. It is supposed to be secret y’ know.”
“Sorry. It just seems so exciting.”
“I know, I know. But we have to make sure that all of us are there and accounted for.”
“It’s gonna be interesting to see who exactly plays this game.”
“Yeah, same here. I hope that none of them are weirdoes.”
“That’d be awful.”
“Anyway, it looks like we should head out.”
“Yeah, don’t wanna be late.”
“Don’t forget your cell phone and the cell phone strap.”
“You know I always have it with me?”
“Yeah, whatever, let’s go.”
“Okay. Let’s head over to the club.”

Basics
To put it simply, you are a player for the popular game RABBIT DOUBT. You and some other players decide to meet in the real world. We meet at a club and when we’re all having fun getting to know each other. Then everything goes black. The next thing you know, you and the others have wound up in the mental hospital. Mysterious barcodes have been placed on you and you don’t remember what happened or what’s going on and you have been stripped of your cell phones except for one person. You soon discover that the game you thought was just a harmless phone game, has suddenly become reality. The only way out is to find the exit… thing is, you don’t know who has the right barcode to open the door out of this crazy-twisted- killing game. Accusations fly every time someone dies and the trust between all dissolves. The liar must die. Who is the wolf and can it be stopped before everyone meets an unpleasant end?


[Note: Characters will die in the game. Some may or may not die.]

Sign ups: [You are allowed to play more than one character but would rather you don't.]
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Personality: key part
Appearance:
Cell Phone: phone type all have to be different
Barcode: where is it on your body (please on visible parts so all players can see it and it will help. Also, your barcode can only open one door in the hospital. You won't know which door it is until later.)
Snippet: when you met up with everyone at the club. Say what you did before coming to the club. And where you were when you blacked out (anywhere in the club) and woke up (anywhere in the rooms that have a door with a barcode only access but they are all open for now.)

((There will be six people in total. Maybe more if more people want to play))
PostPosted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 8:10 am


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Sign-Up: SabreSlashX
Name: Norman Gates
Gender: M
Age: 17
Personality: A rather skittish young man, and understandably so considering the circumstances. He seems to jump at every little surprise that jumps up, and is an ever-cautious person. However, given a little, he is smart enough to use it to it's most resourceful usage. A random little tidbit is that he hates insects, spiders, and anything that sounds like a wasp.

Appearance: He has a thin frame that makes everything seem that as if everything is a size to large, even with his long limbs that would allow for a good amount of acrobatics, but not allow for much in the lifting department. He has short frazzled black hair and dark eyes, a baggy black shirt that simply says "Teh" on it, and a pair of comfortable looking jeans. A nice little accessory to identify him by is his glasses with a cracked lens.

Cell Phone: A black Sony Ericson Flip-Phone
Barcode: On his left palm
Snippet: He is an amateur e-zine writer who happens to like the game. When he blacked out, he was typing up a review of the club on his blog whilst in a restroom stall, particularly on the part where he commented on the surprising cleanliness of the restroom. When he woke up, however, he was in a padded room with the door torn off with a blackened skull in the corner that was a housing for a great many insects. This may explain his initial spaz-ness.
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Sign ups: I am your reflection
Name: Somnia Sershia
Age: 19
Gender: F
Personality: Cynical, sarcastic, a little bit paranoid. She trusts no one (not even her therapist), and believes that she will be murdered before she turns thirty-five. She has an unhealthy uh.. obsession? interest? well, she likes blood.. most of the time.
Appearance: She has chin-length dark hair that is streaked with red at the moment, and brown eyes that tend to shift from amber brown to nearly black at odd times. She is short, and, while not stick thin, is relatively in shape. She has a tendency to wear rather baggy T-shirts and black jeans, as well as sandals, and today's shirt features a screen-printed dragon in white on a black-grey background. She also wears morning-star-mace earrings (dangles), a leather wristband on her left wrist, and a black bandanna.

Cell Phone: silver Pantech C3b (tiiiny)

Barcode: left (her left, not your left) side of collarbone

Snippet: Somnia hates phones. Really. unfortunately, she loses her watch all the time, so she has to rely on her cell. She only played the game twice, but she has played similar games in the past, and she decided that she liked it. Because she is an art student and a writer, she carries both a sketchbook and a notebook with her, in a small bag, and is constantly scribbling things in either or both as ideas strike her, or she hears a snippet of conversation that sounds interesting. When she blacked out, she was doing exactly that- scribbling in a corner of one of the main rooms and glaring at anyone who got close. she woke up in the hall outside of Norman's room, and her first words were, "What the f***?!"

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