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[Crystal Tears]

C L O C K
Tick Tock

At a time when the world

was grey, the mighty gods came out
to pray.
One was tired, and wanted to sleep. Yet the other,
had never made a peep.

To fix this problem, one began to weave.
A fabric, so strong
That it
could withstand
The tug of the earth, the tug of the moon, and the tug of the sun.
The other gods,
saw the fabric, and saw a weakness. If there was such thing as day and night
then there would be no time
for an everlasting fight.

.
..
T H E
G O D S
H
ATED
T I M E
BU
T
THE
G O D
W
HO
CREATED
TIM
E
TORE THE FABRIC
IF
M E N
COU
LD
NOT
RESPECT
TIME
..
.

then they would die

It is the year 2007, summer vacation has just begun, but you, and a select group of students from the local high school are going on a summer long field trip. The bus is large, with wide windows and the like, air-conditioned so that the rather (oddly) high summer heat doesn’t get to anyone.
The bus is driving down the highway, and you are doing whatever you do on a bus while you wait to get to the awesome five star hotel and resort. This sadly is about four hours away still. But that’s okay; you have your friends and refreshments to keep you happy. What could possibly go wrong?

Tick Tock

One of your schoolmates notices something odd. The bus driver, he was in his thirties when the trip started, but now… Wrinkles are appearing, and he seems to be shaky. He gasps suddenly, as he catches sight of himself in the rear view mirror, and the bus takes a sudden turn.

Tick Tock let time STOP

The bus, halfway on its side, stops dead. You blink, and stare bewildered as things in the air have stopped moving, and your teachers and bus driver, half fallen over, have also come to a complete halt.
That is when something appears in front of you: a small, handless clock that would be typically seen in the school. It hangs there, four dashes on its face representing, 12, 3, 6, and 9.

‘Tick Tock the time has stopped..

12, 3, 6, and 9
Time is now mine
When the Clock strikes 12
That is Fate
When the Clock strikes 3

That is Past
When the Clock Strikes 6
That is Now
When the Clock Strikes 9
That is Future
Tick Tock, Tick Tock
Don’t let the Clock Stop’

You awaken from you sleep rather abruptly. You are lying in your bed, at home. Your mother or father is calling your name, telling you you’ll be late for the bus.

Bus?

The Calendar reads June 26th.

‘Tick Tock, Tick Tock.’

You look at the clock in your room, whatever it may be. The glare of the sun blocks your vision for just a moment, and then you see the time.

12 : 00 AM

‘Don’t let the Clock Stop.’



CHARACTER FORM
Please, make your character as realistic as possible. This RPG is based in our time, so characters that belong in a fantasy genre or Pokemon genre don’t belong here.


Name:
Age: [16-19] (there can be some exceptions)
Gender:
Personality:
Appearance:
*Physical:
*Clothing:
Knapsack / Purse / ‘Bag’ Appearance:
Contents of ‘Bag’: Be reasonable. I’d prefer no laptops…
History: Anything interesting to mention?
Other:

Mandy Thomson ~ Crystal Tears
Scott Svagarsbard ~ Blademaster
Saku Shae ~ Crazy Elf Boy
Wu Weiming ~ Dark-san
Ruya Brenton ~ Hyperness is a Good Thing
Reserved for darktyranitar
Reserved for Weasel Overlord

Name: Mandy Thomson
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Personality: A shy girl, Mandy doesn’t have many friends because of her past experience with opening up. Her shyness can make her come off as stuck-up, but in truth she’s a kind hearted girl who cares about everyone. She believes strongly in being caring, and nice to everyone, even if they don’t return the favour. Her imagination is always going and she’s often staring out the window of a classroom, or vehicle day dreaming of far off worlds with dragons and magic. Her creativity usually meets paper; so she’s usually drawing gorgeous scenes from her make-believe world or scribbling down another chapter of her novel. But even with her niceness, Mandy has quite a temper, though it takes awhile to build up. She tends to explode, her rage to uncontrolled that after she’ll melt down, letting all her problems spill out all at once; though no ones ever been there to hear them. She also can be sarcastic, and has a very wide sense of humour (crude, childishly, or stupid; she’ll probably find it funny)
Appearance:
*Physical: Due to her stressful life, Mandy usually forgets about eating and puts all her effort into sports like soccer and rugby. Thus, she’s thin. A pretty thin that’s only kept up by the lean, agile build her body manages to feed with what little food the teenager does eat. She has dark brown hair that comes down to the beginning of her back, and is layered slightly. Her bangs are just long enough to cover her eyes, though usually only one is covered. Her eyes, now that I’ve mentioned them, are a deep brown that change to a captivating emerald green when Mandy is scared, horribly upset or extremely happy. She about 5’7’’, and weighs only 110 lbs. Which is balancing on the healthy weight ratio for her height. She has a slight tan, and is over all very attractive.
*Clothing: She wears a yellow halter top, that’s overlaid with a pale, dull green cardigan that’s always left about half open and a navy blue twill jacket with button-lap patch pockets at the chest and hips that’s always open, except if it gets too cold. With low riding, faded jeans to go with the ensemble. Mandy’s shoes are DVS Gavin CT (black, white laces, with little skull details on the side). All together, her outfit looks rather good.
Knapsack / Purse / ‘Bag’ Appearance: White, Cargo Pocket Canvas Handbag
Contents of ‘Bag’: Ipod Nano, remote charger(s), Cell Phone (MOTOSLVR), brush, make-up (to lazy to say all…..), hair tie, DS lite, Small sketch pad, pencils, and a small note book, lollipops, and other small things.
History: Not much is known about her past, everyone remembers her singing, and how her voice could captivate any audience. Many said she had a future in the music business, but something happened, and then it seems she lost her voice. She’s never been in a vocal class since then, nor has she joined choir since that day. Though people say Mandy never sings, sometimes she can be caught singing and lovely tune now and then, even if it’s quietly.
Other: For someone who loves to play Soccer and Rugby, Mandy doesn’t tend to remember the rules, when she’s on the field; she just goes with the flow. Oh, and she also HATES the dark; because her eyes don’t adjust, so she’s practically blind in darkness.

[Dark-San]

I will reserved a place here, Crystal Tears. The plot does look a bit complicated, care to explain it further? Oh and I will post the details next week.

[Blademaster]

This is creeping me out...

(gulp) Well... Here goes...


Name: Scott Svagarsbard

Age: 18
Gender: Male
Personality: Scott is a nice enough guy, typically well-spoken and very quick to stand up for a friend in need, but pleasantries aside, Scott is... lazy. He was held back a year in high school, he whines when asked to do much of anything, and he spends most of his time either sitting or laying down.
Appearance:
*Physical: Scott is a pretty handsome guy, a little less than 6 feet tall and about 170 pounds. His skin is well-tanned from laying outside so much, his hair is shaggy and blonde, and his eyes are chocolate-brown.
*Clothing: He usually wears a pair of blue dungaree jeans and black sneakers, a plain white T-shirt under a brown vest lined with about fifty pockets, and a digital wristwatch that always displays the opposite time as it should be (For instance, right now it'd read 12am.).
*Bag: Scott wears a large black backpack with dark grey straps and a bottom the same color; on either side of the bag is a mesh 'pocket' of the same color. Dangling from the back of the bag is a keychain shaped like a Rubik's cube. The bag itself is about the size of Scott's torso, with a smaller pouch on its back (or front, rather).
Contents of Bag: The small pouch contains a DS Lite, a few games, and several pens and pencils; the large one contains a notebook, a pair of scissors, a lighter, and a screwdriver he found on the sidewalk one day.
History: Scott has never been a hard-working guy - his past wasn't very exciting, he was raised pretty normally, he aced grade school; high school is harder, but he's doing alright... Whatever. I've done enough work on this sign-up. XP
Other: Don't be fooled by his laziness - Scott is a lot smarter than people give him credit for. He can also hold his own in a fight, though it's hard to prove that considering he doesn't exactly get in a lot of fights.

[Weasel Overlord]

Reservaaaation poooost... ahaha.

[Crazy Elf Boy]

Can I get a spot reserved please

[darktyranitar]

Reserve me a spot, please.

[Hyperness is a Good Thing]

looks like fuuuuun
*reserves spot*
Thankee-sai! ^__^

[Crazy Elf Boy]

TICK TOCK YOUR DEAD hehehehehee

Name: Saku Shae
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Personality: Saku keeps to himself alot, but when he is around people that he knows he opens up a bit. Even though his smart he would rather a relax rather then doing any work unless it is absolutely nessecary.
Appearance:
*Physical: Saku stands about 5 foot 10 inches with short brown hair and plae blue eyes, not many identifying marks except a scar along the side of his left arm.
*Clothing: He normally wears a blue top inscribed with a golden dragon insgnia. Long blue jeans two pockets on each side with one on the right hand backside. He wears a simple black and white cap. He loves trinkets and on the right arm carries around a bracelet with a strange symbol on it
Knapsack / Purse / ‘Bag’ Appearance: His bag is sort of like a small black hiking bag, multiple pockets, compass, water sack attachment and two seperate bag compartments
Contents of ‘Bag’: Black DS lite, few games, Small digital camera, note books, pack of lead pacers, full water sack and some sandwhiches (Chicken & Cucumber with pepper). Also in the front pocket is a mutli purpose swiss army knife (He treasures it)
History: Saku had an abusive child hood growing up in a bad side of town, never having any real friends he likes to keep to himself and only open up to those he knows. His only real companion has been a swiss army knife he found in the woods one day and he has teasured it ever since.
Other: pfft what can I say, he likes pinacoladas and getting caught in the rain?. He will get really defensive is the knife is taken away form him and will do anything to get it back.

[Dark-San]

Name: Wu Weiming

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Personality: He is a guy that is better known as the 'Walking Loudspeaker'. Make no mistake, he is not a nasty guy to begin with. He just possess a habit of talking with a loud voice and it does sometimes get into the nerves of his friends.

Besides that he is also authorative and he is quick to criticise someone who fails to perform his job properly. He does not gives up as his motto in life is that there is nothing that is consider impossible to be get or get as long as one puts in the effort and knowledge into getting the job done.

His major plus point is that he is always a cheerful guy and is easy to be friends with as long as you do not mind that loud voice of his.

Appearance:

*Physical: He is a pale skinned fellow typical for your normal Chinese ethnic group. He possess an average body and the only two physical characteristics made him stands out from the rest. One is his crewcut hairstyle and the other being the visible 7 centimetres scar across his forehead which he claims to have gotten it from an accident.

*Clothing: He wore a purple Converse T-shirt and bermudas. In fact, most of the clothings that he brought along with for the trip only consists of several coloured Converse T-shirt and some bermudas. However to hide the scar from strangers, he would always wear a Adidas headband.

Knapsack / Purse / ‘Bag’ Appearance: He had placed all his stuffs into the backpack. It is rather large and bulky, considering that he brought many tidbits along to share with his friends.

Contents of ‘Bag’: Clothings, tidbits and a PSP meant to be played at night before he goes to sleep.

History: A single child from a pair of mainland migrants, he quickly adapted himself into his new life without much trouble around the age of eight. He had many friends, but however due to a little misunderstanding with one of them one day and found himself into a fight. That would probably explains why he got that scar in the first place.

Other: Tidbits anyone?

[Hyperness is a Good Thing]

Name: Ruya Brenton
Age: 17
Gender: F
Personality: Ruya is an extrovert with a capital E. Self assured and confident, she is generally talkative and is constantly on the move. She is also very impatient, and has a rather bad habit of forcing her opinions onto other people, whether they like it or not. Despite that, she is a loyal friend, and will go to great extents for the ones she loves. Her sense of humour is quite well developed, and she is known to be able to laugh at herself under certain circumstances. Surprisingly, she is normally even tempered and almost never gets angry, preferring instead to brush off any slights that she has received. Hates arguments and confrontations of any sort.
Appearance:
*Physical: Her hair has been dyed platinum blond with loud pink and purple streaks, and layered so that it falls just below her shoulders. She is quite pale, and almost never wears any makeup, not caring very much about her looks. Her body is quite well toned from constant exercise, but she is rather short, standing at about 5”2.
*Clothing: Ruya is wearing a v-neck black top with capped sleeves, with the words “don’t let them see you’re afraid” blazoned on the front in gold. A white jacket is tied around her waist, and her jeans are a faded blue boot cut low rise Levis. She wears two heart shaped gold studs in her ears and a silver chain around her right wrist that has a pale pink cat shaped pendent dangling down from it.
Knapsack / Purse / ‘Bag’ Appearance: A pale fuschia Kipling shoulder bag
Contents of ‘Bag’: Mars Bars, a black D810 DOPOD mobile, her ipod video, keys, a notepad and a pencil box, one book, miscellaneous items
History: Born to a rather well off family, Ruya has lived a very comfortable life. She is the only child, but as her parents were always busy, she was very close to her aunt(father’s sister) who lived in their mansion and helped to raise her. In school, she always got decent grades because she wanted to please her aunt, who was very proud of her intelligent niece. Unfortunately, when she was 12, her aunt died, and since then, she’s always been very lonely at home. She still works hard in school to honour the memory of her aunt, and she channels all her loneliness and frustration into martial arts. Her best friend is known only to her as Linos, a person she met in an online forum around the time when her aunt died. She keeps in touch with Linos via text messages and emails, and also occasional letters. Because of this, she is constantly checking her phone for new messages from him. However, she does also have many other close friends in high school too.
Other: She is skilled in martial arts having trained for many years under a wushu master for many years. Her favourite musical instrument is the flute, which she can play tolerably well.

[darktyranitar]

Name: Edward Sterling @ Eddie
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Personality: Eddie is quite brash – he talks loudly, he is not careful, and usually talks before he thinks. He doesn’t care of what other people thinks of him, and can be insensitive at times. He has a habit of borrowing stuff from other people (sometimes without asking for permission first) and it can become annoying at times.
Eddie is very attached with books and music that you can always find him either listening to his CD player and/or reading a book during his free time. When he is not doing either of those, he can be found playing the drums.
Appearance:
*Physical: His hair is straight and shoulder length, splitting off in a wavy bunch on the tips, and dirty blonde in colour. He stands at around 5’7” with a slightly muscular built – the muscles most visible on his arms. His face is always kept clean-shaven, but there are traces of acne on his cheek. For some reason, he emits the vibe of a mischievous guy – something to do with his occasional smirking for no reason.
*Clothing: He usually wears a cap to cover his hair. His favourite cap is a red cap with the words “Coke, is it!” on it. He wore an old sleeveless shirt that might have been grey and might have been blue, with the words “Wot a load of crap” still remaining in the front, and a pair of apparently new steel-grey cargo pants. He also has adorned himself with a silver bracelet and a watch on his right wrist.
Knapsack / Purse / ‘Bag’ Appearance: A battered military olive backpack that has a lot of torn around it. A crust of dirt can be seen on the bottom of the backpack, indicating that the bag have long since seeing the light of the day.
Contents of ‘Bag’: A CD player, CDs (stuff from Iron Maiden), Neil Gaiman’s Anansi Boys, a pocket knife, a few pencil and pen, a clutter of old papers, 2 rechargeable batteries (with charger), a bottle of mineral water, two change of t-shirt and small stuff like paperclips and bit of ropes.
History: Eddie is a single child, and as a child, his parents would usually take him out to zoo, park – places like that. It was known that his father used to be a member of some band not unknown to many, and his mother, working at a bookshop used to write poetry in her free times – hence his attachment to books and music. When he was ten, his father has stopped his involvement in any kind of music and start staying at home, acting as his tutor. He would then tell Eddie that the music industry was definitely not the thing for him, and would advice him not repeat his mistake – to not involve in any kind of music-related things – and to study hard at school.
Of course, Eddie eventually ignored his father’s advice and went drumming, much to the disapproval of his father. His father later agreed to give him a lesson or two on drumming – as long as it is a strictly a pastime affair.
Other: A real big fan of the band Iron Maiden. He has quite decent drumming skill.

[SmearGal]

This is really interesting, though.. could I get a bit of a plot brief as well? Just to make sure I understand it.

EDIT: :/ I'm rescinding my reservation. Sorries.