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 Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 3:34 pm
So, I have noticed that most everyone is looking for a one on one rp. Well, this isn't one. This is an rp where you can be whatever you want in the RepoVerse! Graverobber, RepoMan, One of the Largo children, SurGen, Gentern, Opera goer, whatever your heart desires! However, I would like this to pick up where the movie left off...so there won't be a Blind Mag, Nathan Wallace, or Rotti Largo.... crying . However, I think we can mange!
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 3:37 pm
Rules
1 NO Godmoding!
2 I dont mind foul language but please keep it to a minimum
3 Please dont use chat speak
4 Romance is allowed but keep it to about a p-g 17 level please
5 When you create a profile please send it to me with the title of "If I were in Repo..."
6 If you dont follow the rules you will be given a strike....3 strikes and you'll be blacklisted and possibly removed from the storyline.
7 NO CYBERING!, please people, have some class...
8 Rules are subject to change or for more to be added
9 Last but not least...HAVE FUN!
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 3:47 pm
Profile of a Repo'd Skeleton/Accepted Profiles [size=10][color=crimson]Appearance: (Whatever kind of pic you need, anime/real-life, both, whatev!)[/color][color=goldenrod]On my birth certificate it says[b] (full name) [/b], but you can call me [b](nickname and such)[/b][/color].[color=crimson] I have seen[b] (age)[/b] years.[/color] [color=goldenrod]When I was younger... [b](Short bio)[/b], but now I'm a... [b](occupation, if any.)[/b]. [/color][color=crimson] Some parts of me are new, like [b](any organ replacements or cosmetic surgery, and if you are still paying for it)[/b] [/color] [color=goldenrod]I tend to fall for the [b](females, males, both...etc.)[/b][/color] [color=crimson]Last, but not least, I am controlled by [b](Gaia name) [/b] [/color]. [/size]
Appearance: merge this with this
On my birth certificate it says (Shauna M. Boober) , but you can call me (Boober). I have seen (20) years. When I was younger... I was sick, well, when I was born, but luckily it was cured easily, and didn't require any replacement services. My eyesight did worsen with age, but, when asked if I wanted to get GeneCo's new Cornea plus, I said no. I don't agree with what they are doing, ripping people off, then killing them. At the age of sixteen, I was present when a repoman came looking for my best friend. Sadly, we couldn't save her in time, no one ever could. It gave me a new hatred for this company and those who slave away for them, but now I'm a... Graverobber, it's one way I can defy GeneCo.. Some parts of me are new, like my Glasses! I managed to find someone who could make some, two pairs, one for my night time exploits in the graveyards, after all 'rose tints my world...' I tend to fall for the Males Last, but not least, I am controlled by shauna_marie . Appearance: (He is a loner....)
On my birth certificate it says I have no birth certificate , but you can call me GraveRobber.
I have seen 27 years.
When I was younger... is none of your business, and now I'm a... Grave-Robber. Peddling Zydrate and roaming the GraveYards by night, and sleeping in dumpsters by day. .
Some parts of me are new, like N/A
I tend to fall for the females (tried the whole bi thing. Isn't as cool as it's made to sound.)
Last, but not least, I am controlled by Sqwarriorempress (though he'll never admit it) . Appearance:  On my birth certificate it says Valentina Grendalli , but you can call me Velocity. I have seen (20) years. When I was younger... I used to play in the neighborhood slums...that is, until I witnessed someone take the glow. That surprised me, and I didn't understand. I watched it everyday, after that, understanding the trade. A young graverobber friend took me as an apprentice. I never looked back, but now I'm a... Graverobber, duh. Some parts of me are new, like my right eye, which got trashed in a turf fight. I managed to pay it off, though. I tend to fall for the men. Last, but not least, I am controlled by Doctor Jax . Appearance: The Twins (Artemis on the left, Micah on the right). On our birth certificate it says Artemis and Micah Jamison, but you can call us Arty and Mikey. we have seen18 years. When we were younger... the twins lost our father to a Repo Man. Their dad had been late with his payment, and never came home after work one day. Their mom had to work hard after that, often leaving them home alone. Micah had been born second, but he adapted to an older brother role, growing protective of Artemis as the years passed. The pair quickly became inseparable, and one is never seen without the other, but now we are... Artemis is a budding guitarist/singer, and Micah is a Zydrate addict and a part-time graverobber.. Some parts of me are new, like Micah has new lungs, after getting caught in the crossfire of a turf war, and Artemis does her best to make sure he doesn't fall behind on his payments. I tend to fall for the males and females. Last, but not least, I am controlled by TheMoonShadow .
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 3:53 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 12:03 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 9:17 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 1:59 pm
Boober was getting ready to leave her underground bunker. Her grandparents had built it when the organ epidemics began, many years ago. Since GeneCo's rise, her mother left it, never to return, or to tell her father about it. She only managed to figure out about it from her grandmother before she passed away. The very grandmother she was named after. So, she took it upon herself to find it, and make it her home. There were alot of things from the turn of the century hidden in there, old laptops, ipods, cellphones, and things of the like. She loved it, and it was even better that it was her own little place. It was placed on the outskirts of town, not too far from an old cemetary, which had become one of her nightly haunts, seeing as she had decided to become a grave-robber. As she made her way to the door, she shut down the power, sticking an old ipod in her pocket, and stepping out the door, rose tinted glasses and all.
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 2:51 pm
╃▇▇▇═─ ɢɾαvёяσъъёɾ ─═▇▇▇╄   GraveRobber, jabbed a needle through the nose of a rotting corpse. Sitting among corpses all night, extracting Zydrate wasn't too bad of a job. You even get used to the smell after awhile.
He pulled the needle's plunger, and saw the familiar florescent blue liquid fill the glass vial. Smirking a little, he popped the little glass tube out of the needle and slipped it into his satchel. GraveRobber stood, and gazed at the hundreds of thousands of millions of bodies, piled onto each other with no ceremonial respect for the dead to be found. It didn't make him sad really, just a sense of vague curiosity. Not righteous curiosity, just , well, wonderment, he guessed.
GraveRobber walked away, towards the city. There was no need to dwell on those thoughts. There were enough things to worry about this day and age without philosophy being one.
As he started getting closer to one of the many old cemeteries, he saw a person with rose-tinted glasses. He thought he knew a grave-robber that wore glasses like that. What was her name? Boobie? Babie? It didn't matter either way, really. Still, he kind of hoped that the figure turned out to be a Z-Addict.      One more hit, of the glow!Made for sqwarriorempress by Nerdgasm-d
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 8:33 pm
Miss Boober had just begun to make her rounds, looking for a new area to hunt for zydrate. She liked to explore the old ruins around the coast, and sometimes found the occasional interesting object that was worth something. She saw a figure out of the corner of her eye, and thought it was a familiar figure. She considered who it was for a moment before concluding that it was GraveRobber...what an original name, she laughed mentally as she continued her way towards a new haunt. She just might have some competition that evening.
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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 11:04 am
Velocity 2 fast
4 you
2 catch-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Velocity sat on top of a building listlessly, turning a bottle of Zydrate in her hand. This was the legal stuff, bright blue and amazingly luminous. It sparkled like a vial full of light. The Moths, as she liked to call them, weren't out tonight, and they hadn't come to flock her like most others would. Her turf was more secret and less defined than others...say, Graverobber... She looked down on the little people, her perch high in the air above a graveyard. She could see Graverobber doing his dirty work amidst the corpses while Boober was looking through her rose-tinted lenses at the dirty, decrepit world around her. This was their existence. Velocity stood up, amazingly agile as she hopped down to the fire escape on the side of the building. Competition was riotous out here on the fringes, and she could see that she wasn't going to be getting much of the glow tonight. She sighed. Pity. Landing next to Boober, she said, "Dear, dear, you look new. Have I got anything to sell to you? Perhaps a shot of glow or a mask, or maybe you are on some different task?" She liked to speak in rhyme when out on the street. It made her think about what she'd say before she said it. Words could hold so much. Her eyes flickered to Graverobber, but she ignored the sense of unease. She knew Boober wasn't a customer. She robbed graves just the rest, but it always helped if that robber happened to burn for the glow like the rest of the Moths. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
2 nite
is 2 live
4 ever
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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 11:26 am
Boober stopped when Velocity landed beside her. She didn't want to be followed that evening, she wanted to find her own stash of bodies that held the glow she harvested for those that had fallen prey to its grasp. She took a section of her hair, the brown and pink mixed, and twirled it around her finger as she was spoken to. "My fellow necromerchant, I seek the same as you, finding a secure spot to collect that glowing blue medicine that the addicts crave so desperately. I do not use it myself, for I loathe the people who created it in the first place, GeneCo and it's associates..." She explained, the rose tinting everything she saw, much different from when she wore her plain old glasses. .
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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 11:38 am
Velocity 2 fast
4 you
2 catch-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Ah. She was one of those types. Most of the time, Graverobbers, such as herself and Graverobbe as well as this young lady, did not partake in the blue 'elixir' that provided reprieve from the world they lived in. Still, it was worth a try. "Intelligent choice, ma'am, if I dare say, so go about your merry way. Harrassment shall I no longer do, have no fear of me following you." She gave a mock stage bow before disappearing off into the rafters of the abandoned building she'd originally been at. Bottles of Z hung at her waist. She stood on a strut, carefully watching the woman she'd just spoken to. She wouldn't follow her, true to her word, but that didn't mean she couldn't watch. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
2 nite
is 2 live
4 ever
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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 12:05 pm
Boober continued her way to the shore, knowing that there was a possibility that she was being watched by fellow graverobbers. So, she decided to detour a bit, not going exactly where she was planning. She stopped at the beach, the waters that had not seen a swimmner in who knew how long, nor had the beach really been disturbed. The bridge that connected their land to some other was decaying and falling to the sea below, bodies piled on it. It was hard to imagine a world where all of that was a myth. Where the beach saw people daily, the bridge was whole, no GeneCo. She sighed without realizing it, lost in thought. .
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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 12:43 pm
Velocity 2 fast
4 you
2 catch-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------She saw the rose-tint glassed girl walk down to the beach. The toxic waters had receded back, but there were enough of the dregs to keep others from swimming to the other side, where another land lay that they knew nothing about. She had tried to cross that proverbial Styx once. It nearly cost her life, and she had resolved it to be a lost cause. There was nothing worth trying to go across that expanse of wasted water. Velocity moved her hair out of her eyes and noticed that the other graverobber was quite destitute by herself. She cocked her head to the side. She swung herself down through the rafters expertly. The moonlight shone on her face as she went outside, amid the Moths and the midnight venders. Here, she stood out in her white halter-top and floor-length pants. She walked along confidently, finding a spot on the beach a safe distance away from Boober, just in case. "Ever try getting across?" she asked, dropping her rhyme-scheme now that she had stopped dealing with a potential customer. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
2 nite
is 2 live
4 ever
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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 12:55 pm
Boober turned to see the woman, the other graverobber. There weren't any street lights out this far, so she used the moonlight that was available to see, pulling her glasses down off her eyes a little, looking over them. "No, I haven't...but, then again, what if there is nothing else out there?" She asked. No one there had went across those waters, no one had come from across them. It seemed as if they were isolated. Whether or not that was a good thing, no one knew. .
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