Trapped

[close] It happens but once every decade; thirty-nine girls and boys are selected to attend Marshville High. I know what you're thinking, it's just a school so what's the big deal? Everyone in the world dreams of joining, because they know those few who make it out are forever smothered with fame and fortune. Yet no one has ever found what happens to those that don't escape gradaute. And this is the year, you of all people have been selected and given the oppurtunity of a lifetime. You are quick to pack and say your goodbyes, unaware of the journey that lies ahead. Upon your arrivail you began to get a feeling that something isn't right about the school, yet you are swift to dismiss these feelings, mistaking them for nerves. As soon as you take your first steps inside you are greeted by a tall man with graying hair, whom leads you down a staircase that leads to an underground section of the school. It is here, in a long hallway flaked by doors on either side, that you find your bedroom. That night as you lay in your bed asleep, you are suddenly woken to the sound of someone's screams. Sitting up quickly, you blink the sleep from your eyes and a chill raced down your spine as the shrieks continue. Your alarm clock blinks the numbers two-thirty, and you you stumble to your feet and towards the door. But just as your fingertips graze the rusty knob, the screams are abruptly cut off. Somehow the silence it worst. You strain your ears listening, but it is quiet. At last you hurl back your door, others have streamed into the hallway already. You push through the crowd, only stopping when you see it. The trail of blood that stains the floor. Someone is yelling, but you can't hear there words, because you have found the words dripping with dark liquid; "One Down."

[close] In the world of Keras, in the country of Aiden, every year, a few children are born with the attributes of animals. Although they were originally called the Blessed children and thought to be gifts from the gods, people began to become jealous of the Blessed powers and social standing. This jealously grew like a disease and the Blessed children started to be hated, to be called the Cursed. People asked if they actually knew the Blessed were gifts from the gods and not manipulators sent by the demons. Over the years, this thinking became more prominent and eventually, everyone forgot that the children were once called Blessed, and not Cursed. In the present age, everyone lives in fear that their child will be one of the Cursed. Luckily for these Cursed children however, people are afraid of their powers and what would happen if they killed a Cursed child. And so, the old palace that had once been converted into a school for the Blessed, has become a prison for the Cursed. The Cursed now live out their lives trapped in the place that was once their haven. Are you a Cursed child? Can you survive in a world that hates, fears and traps you? Find out as you enter, The Palace of the Cursed.

[close] there's a fine line between needing a wanting... ( semi-advanced rp )

[close] You don't Know how you got here.. but you're here. Trapped in this Plot of land, because the world is too dangerous... But is it really the truth? Is it the other way around? The year is 23, at least to you. Everyday, You and your fellow classmates follow a secueal everyday, even on the weekends. They only thing that makes you look forward for them is the newspaper. Everyone has their own secrets, even the teachers. Everyones " powers" OR better called Mendeca, Is no secret, its the orgain, the how, the why.