Other FULL Connections: New Dawn (M) (OOC)

Started by gimmepie June 14th, 2014 10:29 AM
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gimmepie

Age 27
Male
Australia
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Connections: New Dawn



Saturday the 26th of July, 2014. For most it is just another day but for others it will hold more significance.
The small city of Beati, not far from London, is known for having one of the lowest crime rates in the United Kingdom and for its generally well integrated, multicultural societies. The city has an active governing body, well-kept parks, libraries and community centres and a convenient public transport system that makes it easy not only to navigate Beati itself but also to travel to larger nearby cities.

Despite all these positives however, there’s been a noticeable change in the youth of Beati. The youth of the city are becoming increasingly troubled and restless, despite the generally peaceful nature of Beati the number of troubled young people in the area is rapidly increasing. Bullying is becoming more common and severe, more teenagers are committing crimes ranging from shoplifting to drug use seeing a notable increase in the crime rate of the city and in the last three months there have been an unusually high number of seriously violent attacks and suicides. Knowing that the happy city of Beati was rapidly falling to the level of the larger cities concerned experts acted quickly, taking inspiration from the Wings Program that was enacted in a Canadian city the previous year, a program to help the troubled youth of Beati called New Dawn was created.

Operating out of Helen’s Street Community College, a secondary school that is relatively central in the city, New Dawn hopes to encourage the beginnings of a healthier and happier community of young people in Beati to keep the city safe, pleasant and productive in the future. The program functions simply enough, small groups of young people are placed under the guardianship of a youth councillor and encouraged to act as a social circle and as a support group. The groups, whilst under the watchful eyes of their councillor, participate in social and community events, get to know each other through discussion and have group support sessions eventually fostering friendships transcending race, religion, status and whatever problems have befallen the participants in the program fostering a happy future for Beati.

The New Dawn program, is perhaps an excellent idea but it is also for an ideal target for a menacing being that has been lurking in the shadows of humanity for thousands of years – influencing us and doing terrible things to us simply to alleviate its boredom. Heartseed as this being calls itself, has no understanding of empathy and it doesn’t care about the devastation in wreaks on our lives it simply wishes to amuse itself with our misfortune, and it is about to strike again.

Heartseed will soon make itself known to your group in the New Dawn program, unleashing strange supernatural phenomenon on you and your peers that will wreak havoc in your already damaged lives and cause struggles that you could not even imagine. You can tell nobody, because nobody will believe you. Your only hope for making it through the trials before you will be to band together as a group, forging strong connections between yourselves to make it through the dilemma. The problem is, this will be much easier said than done, Heartseed will make sure of it.



Gameplay


Like the original Connections, New Dawn is based off of the Kokoro Connect anime series, however knowledge of the franchise is not necessary to enjoy the roleplay. New Dawn combines chapter-based and sandbox elements.
New Dawn will be separated into chapters lasting a few IC days. Each chapter will feature a new supernatural phenomenon instigated by Heartseed. It is entirely up to you when you want your character to experience the effects of a phenomenon, although some will effect multiple players at once – for those permission from the other affected characters player is needed. GMs do reserve the right to instigate phenomena ourselves should we think it is necessary, but this unlikely. Furthermore, only the GMs will play as Heartseed at any point.

Heartseed communicates by possessing others and speaking through them. This will primarily be done using the NPC councillor assigned to your characters’ group. At some points though we might request to use your character for this.



Rules


1. Obey all forum rules
2. GM word is law
3. Don’t godmod or bunny without permission.
4. Aim to post once a week. We are understanding that this isn’t always possible, but we think everyone should try for it.
5. You may create lesser NPCs at will, but not those integral to the RP.
6. This RP has an M rating. Please do not abuse it.
7. Be respectful and try to have fun.



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Name:
Nicknames (if any):
Gender:
Age (13-19):
Appearance: You may include an image but a decent written description is required.
Personality:
History:
Other:
RP Sample: You can either write as a day in the life as your character, or link us to a good post from another RP you have participated in.
Note: History and Personality are incredibly important for this RP.



Chapters





Accepted Characters


1. Leonard Shawn (Nauje)
2. Devon Lliam (Gimmepie)
3. Karter Devven (Tyler1616)
4. Murphy Edgson (Xilfer)
5. Heather Rockford (Albunnie)
6. Dareon Baker (GastlyGibus)
7. Sophia Sokolova (Geras32)
8. Parker Jose Espinoza (Chalifoux)


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Stress

Male
Seen December 18th, 2014
Posted November 18th, 2014
313 posts
9.2 Years
Ok, if someone else puts up a completed SU before me, darn, but at least ill be the first to reserve.

Name: Karter Devven
Nicknames (if any): Kurt
Gender: male
Age (13-19): 15
Appearance:
Personality:
History:
Other:
RP Sample:
Roleplays I am in:
Fire Emblem: The Rift War as Argath Vennon
Fragmented as Zander Hyrall
Fargona: The Land of the Dragons as Leon Saunders
The Demon Pact as Steven McEvens

Stinging Bea

Age 37
Female
Seen 1 Week Ago
Posted May 6th, 2022
865 posts
12.5 Years
Finding myself sort of interested in this... I'd like to reserve a slot, I think.

gimmepie

Age 27
Male
Australia
Seen 9 Minutes Ago
Posted 1 Day Ago
All three of you are reserved. :)
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Quest

Veteran Roleplayer

Male
Seen January 6th, 2023
Posted May 3rd, 2020
984 posts
14 Years
I would also like to reserve a spot as well. Got to say, it caught my eye.

Edit: Thinking better of it now! Kinda need to focus on some other stuff first. If another spot ever comes up in the future, be sure to contact me. :D
// Bae'd to Kikpanther //

GastlyGibus

I'm battin' a thousand!

Male
The city streets
Seen December 26th, 2021
Posted May 22nd, 2019
174 posts
9.3 Years
May I reserve please? I can't say I've heard of the universe in question, but the plot seems pretty interesting. :D
"Johnny rocked that golden circle, and all those VIPs, and that music that had freed us became a tired routine.
And I saw his face in close-up tryin' to give it all he had, and sometimes his eyes betrayed him, you could see that he was sad.


And I tried to rock on with him, but I slowly became bored
Could that man on stage with everything somehow need some more?"

Geras

Roleplayer

Age 27
Male
Everything's bigger here, apparently.
Seen 2 Weeks Ago
Posted March 28th, 2023
957 posts
12.2 Years
Good lord, these spots are going fast. I'll take one now before it's too late. So reserve, please!
I'll put something cool here eventually.

Ozymandias

i'm going on a journey

under your bed
Seen March 10th, 2021
Posted February 24th, 2021
1,069 posts
10 Years
hmmm looks promising enough ;D sign me up for a reservation please
how happy is the blameless vessel's lot
the world forgetting by the world forgot
eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
each prayer accepted and each wish resigned

gimmepie

Age 27
Male
Australia
Seen 9 Minutes Ago
Posted 1 Day Ago
You've got it Oz.

That's all our spots filled then ^_^
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ShaymieTheShaymin

sleeby

Age 24
Female
musical land
Seen 21 Hours Ago
Posted April 23rd, 2019
676 posts
11 Years
Oh bananas, this is what happens when I hesitate. I'll just be watching... From the shadows... Like a ninja. *Disappears in a smoke cloud* You didn't see anything...
nemurin beam~!

they say times are hard for
dreamers~
Pairs♥amerininja and TheZenTraveler

gimmepie

Age 27
Male
Australia
Seen 9 Minutes Ago
Posted 1 Day Ago
haha sorry Shay, I'll let you know if a place opens up.
Guys I have started on my SU, I'll be re-imagining my last Connections character. :)
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Xilfer

Just won't die.

Male
Your mind
Seen May 5th, 2015
Posted May 5th, 2015
1,880 posts
12.7 Years
You know, on second thoughts it's lookin like my schedule is worse than I thought. >.> All this week should be spent on exam preparation because next week is exams. -___- What an untimely time for a reservation.

I can guarantee I'll be free on... next Wednesday, I believe it was. Last exam and then Summer FTW! So I can start on an SU then. Sorry for the holdup!

Feel free to start without me if it comes to that. lol

Crunch Punch

fire > ice

Age 25
Male
England
Seen March 18th, 2019
Posted January 16th, 2017
1,374 posts
10.2 Years
You know, on second thoughts it's lookin like my schedule is worse than I thought. >.> All this week should be spent on exam preparation because next week is exams. -___- What an untimely time for a reservation.

I can guarantee I'll be free on... next Wednesday, I believe it was. Last exam and then Summer FTW! So I can start on an SU then. Sorry for the holdup!

Feel free to start without me if it comes to that. lol
Concentrate on your exams mate! If you promise you can work on your SU some time next week then you can keep your reservation till then.

I'll try start on my character today too, though it'll be someone different this time around than the original Connections.
>> paired to gimmepie · last.fm

Logical Cabbage

A Very Big Altaria Fan

Age 23
Female
Houston, Texas
Seen August 16th, 2018
Posted February 21st, 2015
1,264 posts
9.1 Years
This looks interesting! I'm gamed!

Name: Terra

Gender: Female

Age: 14

Appearance: A small teenage girl with freckles that are only noticeable if you're close. She has deep green eyes with chocolate brown hair that reaches halfway to her back. She's lean and has them "man hands". She has a tight square jaw and has a very bony body.

Personality: She's a very pessimistic person; mainly because she hasn't hit growth spurt yet and sees all the violence around her. She's short tempered, and she will go all animal on you if you get enraged. She will attack anyone based on self defense and lost her morality a long time ago. She's stubborn and only does what she thinks is suitable, although deep inside she knows that she's lonely.

History: Living in an orphanage for her whole life until 12, she was forced to give up her food to the bullies due to her size. They would constantly nag her and beat her up for they viewed her as a weakling. She would usually shout and insult them instead of hitting them, therefore resulting in more beating. One day she had enough and hit a boy in the jaw. His eyes went blank and he never woke up. The headmaster came to check and she confirmed his death. The police came right away but Terra was already planning an escape. Pretending to go to the restroom, she ran outside and crawled through the fence, which was no problem due to her size. She ran and ran and never looked back towards her torture. She waited til night to rob a local beauty store and stole some products to change her red hair and she dyed it brown. She dyed her hair until not even the rain could wash it out. Ever since then, she's been on the streets but never dared to attend to school of fear to be recognized. Two years later, she's had a pretty good life; she has enough food for survival and uses an abandoned house as her home. Of late, she's been feeling temptation to rob local shops and houses but resisted in fear of getting busted by cops. The feeling comes and goes and she can't fight it for much longer. Then she hears about the New Dawn program and although she doesn't want to be around people, it is at least far away from where she comes from. She takes the risk and goes to the school, walking of course.

Other: Every July on the fifth, she always dreams about voices that she doesn't recognize and can't tell what they're saying. Terra gave up on deciphering the dream.

RP Sample: Pokemon Rising Shadow
Train them please!

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Begin Again#Return of the Titans#Pokemon Earth and Sky#Outbreak

タイラー

Stress

Male
Seen December 18th, 2014
Posted November 18th, 2014
313 posts
9.2 Years
Just an update, well, a 90% done update

Name: Karter Devven
Nicknames (if any): Kurt
Gender: male
Age (13-19): 15

Appearance: He has long, black hair that reaches the bottom of his neck, hazel eyes, and sharp eyebrows. He is about 6'0 and weighs 125 lbs. He also has bulky arms and a tall torso. He often wears a white t-shirt to show off his muscles. He also wears baggy blue jeans, and red running shoes. He also is always wearing his sunglasses. They never leave his face unless he is in a dark room, or sleeping.

Personality: By many, Karter is considered a cocky prick, and they aren't completely wrong. His sunglasses are his ego. If someone is being rude to him or his friends, and his sunglasses are on, there is a flow of smart remarks and retorts. However, there is a select few who see his friendly, fun loving side, where he isn't a complete jerk. This is a select few, although. He still has a fan base, so if someone he dislikes goes to the same party or public function, they are 'asked' to leave.

History: Ill do it soon :{

Other: He ALWAYS wears his sunglasses. Also, kinda lame for using one of your other rps as a sample, but i already used never split the party for Fragmented, and my posts on tinted arent the longest.

RP Sample: excerpt from Fragmented (Chapter One)
Spoiler:
Z laid under his bookshelf, waiting for the bulb to go on, when he heard a bookshef fall over, and someone cry for help. Z was annoyed and almost got up, when he heard the door open and a stream of people leave. Z laid for a little longer, before he realized laying there wasn't going to help, and got up. He looked around and noticed the library was alot emptier than it was before. He decided a trip to the Metro was in order. He grabbed his sword and headed out.

He walked out side to see a group of people standing in front of him, all talking amongst themselves. "Get out of my way," Zander growled. The group departed and Z continued his trek. The rundown buildings did little to support his mood, and Z was left angry, stomping his way to the metro. Lots of people walked past, some together, some alone, some talking, some staring at the decrepit buildings. Z just stomped past them, and glared at some whos eyes lingeres. About halfway to the Metro, Z saw someone who was reading a book. Most the time Z wouldn't care or even notice, but this man was strange. He was wearing goggles while reading, and his white hair threw him off. Zander walked up to the man and tapped his shoulder.

"So, what ya reading" Z asked in the least rude tone he could muster.
Roleplays I am in:
Fire Emblem: The Rift War as Argath Vennon
Fragmented as Zander Hyrall
Fargona: The Land of the Dragons as Leon Saunders
The Demon Pact as Steven McEvens

gimmepie

Age 27
Male
Australia
Seen 9 Minutes Ago
Posted 1 Day Ago
@Cabbage - Sorry but we are full.

@Tyler - Try to add as much to the history and personality as possible. Try for at least two paragraphs is you can because personality and history are key in this RP. Nice work so far though.
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Ozymandias

i'm going on a journey

under your bed
Seen March 10th, 2021
Posted February 24th, 2021
1,069 posts
10 Years


EllieCarney


Gender: Female
Age: 17

Appearance:
Standing at around the average female height, Ellie is a solid five-foot-four. She has a body type leans more towards the skinnier side, but is packed with lean muscle built up from hours upon hours of soccer training. While she is thin, the young woman has enough assets to make one look twice. Her hair is a platinum blonde color and reaches all the way down to the small of her back. Equipped with her striking red eyes and bright white smile, she's found herself in many a Beati boy's fantasy.

As for her attire, she prefers to just wear her school uniform even after her academic schedule is over. However when she isn't, she sports some sort of sweater with skinny jeans to compliment her body ;D. Ellie attempts to always keep her left arm covered to conceal the blemishes that line the inside of her arm.

Personality:
As bubbly as boiling water, Ellie is almost never quiet and when she is you'll more often than not find a grin on her face. She has the ability to make a simple conversation last hours and makes friends extremely quickly. While just based upon her physical appearance, one may believe her to be an uptight princess, but there is a genuine happiness and sweetness that she possesses which has made her quite popular throughout the community. There is just an uncanny likability about the girl.

While she is a very pleasant and kind young woman, her moral compass isn't entirely up to par with that of the average person. While she doesn't go around hurting others for any reason Ellie sees no wrong in doing things that are against the law as long as they don't harm anyone other than herself. But if she were to find that those things she does were hurting those around her she would feel immense amounts of guilt and shame as while laws and rules don't matter to her the well being of others does.

History:
For most of her life, Ellie lived very comfortably. She was the only child in a household with two doting parents who both worked hard to provide for her. Even as a youngster she was the happiest girl around, always with a skip in her step and a penchant for a chat. At school she wasn't the brightest light bulb, but she would study hard and try her best which usually resulted in an average grade.

While she wasn't so successful in her academics she excelled in the social aspects of her life. She was the one girl who was friends with basically everyone. No matter how popular or lame one was considered Ellie would reach out and befriend anyone she met. She also shone on the football field. Starting from a young age her work ethic came through and she improved drastically into one of the better players in the area.

Ellie's life was perfect as far as she could see going into high school. She had plenty of friends, a devoted family, and a talent for the sport she loved. As she entered these times there was plenty of unfamiliar things to be dealt with and one of those was partying. Naturally as one of the more popular teens of her age, she was frequently invited to parties and kickbacks which she gladly obliged to.

At her first kickback a close friend of hers offered her a joint to which she hesitantly accepted. After meeting many a burnout there was a slight wariness she had before taking that first puff, but after all doubts of taking it went away. The high was unlike anything she had imagined it to be. While she knew it was technically wrong and against the law it wasn't as if she was hurting anyone, so it didn't bother her in the slightest.

Life went on as it had before just with the smoking of a blunt whenever possible. Her grades still weren't great and were gradually lowering as she had less time to focus on studying, but she was doing just as fine as she had been doing on the football field. That was until after a string of parties another friend offered something a little stronger at a kickback. Black tar heroin, promises of the strongest high that she would ever feel were ever so tempting to accept, but Ellie turned it down in fear of becoming another junkie on the street.

However, as she went on with her daily routine there was always the longing to try at the back of her mind. It wasn't as if she were hurting anyone... was it? After much debate with herself she broke. The next weekend she sought out that friend and was greeted with a spoon, a lighter, and a needle. Ellie had no idea what to do with them, but was quickly taught and filled with euphoria in an instant. It was the greatest feeling she had ever felt.

She had only tried it once, but the young woman was hooked. She sought out more and more until eventually she was using every other day. Grades plummeted. Sports plummeted. Even her relationships started to deteriorate, as many of her friends tried to convince her to give it up while she just continued on.

There was nothing wrong with what she was doing. At least that was what Ellie would tell herself when she was locked away in her room. It had gotten to a point where she didn't even need to get high around her friends, she would just use by herself, shutting herself off from everyone else. This wasn't really her, but it was changing her. There was a lack of motivation in doing anything and just a general apathy towards her life. Even her body was taking a toll as she had lost a drastic amount of weight and track marks lined the inside of her left arm.

Ellie's parents had noticed her strange behavior, but each day it worsened. Instead of her usual cheery self she was now lethargic and occasionally lashed out at them. At first they thought maybe it was just how she was growing as a teen, but it was apparent that there was something much more sinister in the works.

It was just another evening about half a year since the girl had started her addiction. The Carney's had gotten home from working and Ellie's mother had cooked dinner for the family. As strange as the teen's behavior had been she was most often ready for supper with the household. They called her name, but there was no answer. Having enough of it her mum stormed up the stairs and to her daughter's room.

What she found she would have never imagined and if her motherly reflexes didn't kick in she would have broke down right then and there. There was an incredibly cluttered room and in the middle of it all was a bed and on it sat a spoon, a needle, a lighter, and her daughter drowning in her own vomit.

It was all a blur, but in almost an instant Ellie was rushed to the hospital. She survived, although as the doctors said she would have been lost if she was found an moment later. Ellie awoke, groggily to the worried faces of her parents along with a huge group of friends that packed the small corridors of her hospital room. As she realized what had happened she whipped her head towards her parents wondering what their reaction would be.

They sat by her bed, together crying tears of joy that their little girl was going to be fine. The bed ridden girl tried to breathe a sigh of relief, but a lump caught her throat and she started choking up as tears rolled down her face. It took her a moment to realize what she had done to those around her, the ones that spent their heart and soul loving and taking care of her. It was now apparent just how "harmless" her addiction was.

There was no anger or scolding. Just a promise to never use again. There was no rehabilitation center around the town of Beati, so the family supported their daughter in anyway possible. It was a strenuous process for Ellie to stop herself especially when she went through withdrawal. Many nights were spent in her mother's arms sobbing, sweating profusely, and vomiting. But with the support of her friends and family she was able to endure through it all.

Now six months sober, an opportunity has arose itself. The New Dawn program a potential fresh start to reconnect with society, was suggested to Ellie whom happily accepted with the encouragement of her friends and family, with little idea of what was in store of her there. O.o

Rp Sample:
http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=8152725&postcount=35

how happy is the blameless vessel's lot
the world forgetting by the world forgot
eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
each prayer accepted and each wish resigned

gimmepie

Age 27
Male
Australia
Seen 9 Minutes Ago
Posted 1 Day Ago
@Ozy - Welcome to Connections!

Sorry for the delay in my SU, been very busy.
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Stinging Bea

Age 37
Female
Seen 1 Week Ago
Posted May 6th, 2022
865 posts
12.5 Years


Heather Rockford
Age 17 | Female





Appearance

Heather stands at a height of about 5'7". Her body build is very slender, save for the fact that her breasts are that of a very perky C-cup. In general she sports a very fair skin complexion, not being tan, but at the same time not so pale that it looks as if she's avoided the sunlight for years on end. Heather sports sandy-blonde hair which she generally keeps on the short side, reaching down to just the base of her neck. It is rather messy in appearance, and definitely more on the boyish-side in terms of style. Her eyes are a dark, chocolate-brown color.

In terms of style, Heather tends to dress more in a rebellious style. When not in her uniform, she tends to wear rather worn, denim jeans and tank tops. The jeans usually sport various tears and rips in them, while the tank tops are usually dark in color, such as various reds and purples and black. Around her waist, regardless of if she wears jeans or not is a white leather, studded belt and some form of plaid or black leather skirt. This style of dress continues into her school uniform, choosing to more or less wear the male's uniform instead, with a plaid skirt around her waist as usual. She usually leaves several buttons on it undone and wears the tie in a rather sloppy fashion. One constant about Heather's apparel, is the fact she always wears a black choker around her neck and a black leather hat on her head.


Personality

Heather is quiet and a loner by nature. She does not make it a priority in life to ever make an attempt to truly get to know those around her, and likewise she does not see the importance in letting those around her get to know her. Because of her seemingly cold and distant nature, many people around her have come to see Heather as nothing more than a punk or a thug. While that sort of thinking is not entirely correct, Heather often sees no point in trying to correct them on it and is fine with people in general being afraid of her. Heather's number one priority in life is herself. Her actions tend to reflect this, as many of the choices she makes in life are usually for herself, regardless of how it may effect those around her. She tends to shrug off any moral coaching and preaching she may receive as a result of these choices, often seeing it as little more than a bother.


History

Heather comes from what most would consider to be a broken family. Her father had abandoned both she and her mother when Heather was only about five or six years old. Her mother had a strong history of alcoholic abuse, so it could easily be said that Heather more or less spent her childhood relying on herself to stay alive. Because of this, she developed a strong sense of independence at a young age.

For a long time in her life, Heather was usually forced to do without. Her clothes were often dirty and in bad condition. Her mother often spent any free money she had on booze and drugs, often pushing Heather's needs and wants off to the side. Many kids her own age did not seem to understand the reasoning for Heather's often unkempt and shabby appearance. As a result, Heather was often made fun of, not really understanding why everyone insisted on constantly giving the girl a hard time and making her feel aware of her less than desirable life she lived. It was only a matter of time before the girl snapped, and retaliated. She became somewhat of a bully in her elementary and middle school career. She would often get into a fight with anyone that so much as gave her a wrong look or a comment she did not care for. Her grades during this time were also absolutely abysmal.

Watching her mother as a child, one could easily say that Heather lacked a strong, moral compass that one would need while growing up. She quickly developed a habit of stealing anything that she needed or wanted. Needless to say, it was only a matter of time before teachers and other authoritarian figures became concerned about her actions, appearance, and constant trouble she found herself in. Eventually, the girl's mother would be investigated, and it was during this time that Heather was taken from her home and placed to live with her aunt and uncle in Beati.

Despite being placed in a much more positive environment, Heather's behavior and choices did not seem to change much for the better. In fact, one could say they easily got worse. Not long after starting high school, Heather found herself falling into a rather tough gang of thugs who often cut school, shoplifted, drank on a regular basis, and vandalized parks and other such properties in the middle of the night. For the first time in her life, Heather honestly found a group of people who actually made her feel accepted, and she easily made the choice to join them in such activities. The girl could easily say that she was truly happy, or so she thought.

It would finally catch up to her during her junior year. She and her group of so-called friends had cut school as usual, and made their way to a local liquor store in order to lift some booze for a hardcore party they had planned to attend later that night. The group had decided to send in Heather to acquire their drinks. Thinking little of it, Heather went into the store and began to grab various bottles of hard liquor as usual. However, this would be the day that Heather would unfortunately be caught. It turned out that the clerk had been keeping an eye out on these kids, as he and several others in the city had seen them often loitering about and making trouble. Heather tried to weasel her way out of it, even going as far as to point out her friends. However, as the police escorted her from the shop, she had found that these so-called friends of hers had abandoned her without so much as a second thought. The thought of her only true links of friendship in life being broken so easily devastated Heather.

Her aunt and uncle were absolutely mortified as the girl was taken down to the police station and received her first mugshots and had her fingerprints put on file. She was even sent to court. However rather than place Heather in a juvenile correction facility, the judge issued the girl a different sort of punishment. She soon found herself enlisted in the New Dawn Program, as a means to rehabilitate the troubled youth.


RP Sample

Spoiler:
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Selena Skye

Selena's First Steps


Badges:
N/A

Current Team:
- Chimchar


Selena closed her eyes, taking in the scent of the fresh morning air as she stepped from Sandgem Town and onto the entrance of Route 202. She had been on this route before, even traveling up to Jubilife City before. Granted, those previous trips were always with her parents or in the company of other trainers. Today was different, however. Today, Selena would be traveling this route on her own... and would not be returning back to Sandgem for quite sometime.

"Well... Not really alone..." Selena thought. Her eyes gazed down to the Pokéball she had been clutching tightly in her hand. Her first Pokémon was resting inside the ball comfortably. She had just received the Pokémon from Professor Rowan just a few minutes ago. The girl had thought about releasing it in the old man's lab in order to greet it properly. However, Selena had quickly found herself deciding against it. There were a lot of people working there and visiting the building today. Chances were that it probably would've startled the creature to see so many people at once. "Well, this is as good a time as any!"

Selena smiled as she tossed the ball out in front of her. It bounced up into the air, opening up to release a large red light before returning to her hand. Before her now stood her first Pokémon. It was a small, monkey-like creature with bright orange fur and a small, burning flame at the tip of its tail. Already feeling her anxiousness grow, Selena quickly took hold of her Pokédex, giving the monkey a quick scan.

"Chimchar, the Chimp Pokémon. Chimchar easily climbs the sheerest of walls and lives on mountain tops. When it sleeps, its flames go out."

Upon hearing its own name, the Chimchar quickly glanced over its shoulder. Unlike Selena, who seemed a bit anxious and excited, Chimchar seemed a bit more... relaxed, despite being startled just now. In fact, there was almost a sense of laziness to the creature's gaze. It was almost as if the Chimchar was overdue for a small nap or something of the sort. Giving the monkey a small nod, Selena knelt down to its side.

"Hey there, Chimchar. My name is Selena, your new trainer," the girl began. The Chimchar seemed rather unimpressed so far, almost as if it was not fully paying attention to the female trainer. Regardless, she continued. "I know this sort of sudden and all, but you and me are going to go on a journey to be the absolute, undefeated, best trainer there ever was. Sure, it's gonna be a lot of hard work, and it won't always be fun... But the satisfaction of seeing the look on that jerk's face will all make it worth it..."

A small smirk formed on Selena's lips as she spoke that last part. Chimchar gave the girl a rather confused looking expression, clearly not really sure of what to think of its new trainer's remark. Selena sighed, shaking her head before patting the monkey on its head.

"Don't worry about it, okay?" Selena responded, an excited expression overtaking her face. "Let's just rock face like I know we're destined too."

Chimchar did not look particularly thrilled with Selena's plans. Still, it followed along behind the trainer as she began to walk down the route. Selena had to admit, walking with a Pokémon of her own gave the girl a certain feeling of thrill that she was not quite used to before. Honestly, the girl was starting to wish that she had taken this up before. As she walked, Selena glanced down at her Chimchar and frowned.

"You know... I should give you a name. I mean, just calling you 'Chimchar' is probably gonna get annoying after too long. The problem is, I need to know more about you..." Selena mused. She took hold of her Pokédex, giving the Chimchar a quick scan once more. "Hmm... Says you're a female... You know, like me." Selena explained, pointing from the monkey towards herself as she spoke. "So... Hmmm... I know, how about Lydia?"

The Chimchar lazily looked up, giving Selena a curious glance. She did not seem exactly thrilled with the nickname that her trainer had chosen. However, the look on Selena's face told her that there probably was not going to be much of a chance to debate on her decision.

"Good, then it's official!" Selena declared, giving a wink in the direction of the newly dubbed Chimchar. Placing her hands on her hips, the trainer looked around with a calculating look. "Let's see, now... We could just head straight for Jubilife City, but... that would be pretty dull. I say we poke around in the tall grass and see just how strong you are... And I think I found the perfect target..."

Following the direction of her trainer's look, Lydia's eyes came to rest on the sight of a wild Sentret. The furry, raccoon-like Pokémon was completely unaware of the girl and her Chimchar. Rather, it seemed to be quite content with chowing down on an Oran Berry it was holding its furry little paws. Selena had no intention of actually catching the furry rodent, so letting Lydia beat up on the Sentret was the perfect way to test how strong she was.

"Alright, Lydia... Let's see what you got!" Selena ordered. Lydia glanced back up at her trainer, a small yawn escaping her lips as she stretched. Selena bit her bottom lip in annoyance. "Hey, I said go attack it already!"

The Chimchar sighed, realizing that she was not going to get any relaxation time until she did what the female trainer was telling her to do. Slowly, Lydia made her way towards the Sentret, taking a battle-ready position. The Sentret seemed to finally notice the monkey and trainer's presence. It had abandoned its berry quickly, staring at both of them with a rather nervous look on its face. Selena on the other hand, was practically giddy with excitement. She was finally about to have her first battle as a trainer, and she could barely contain herself at the thought.

"Alright... The Pokédex also said you had three moves..." Selena mused. "So, let's kick this battle off with a Scratch attack!"

Reluctantly, Lydia dashed forward towards the Sentret, swiping at the normal-type Pokémon quickly. The Sentret squeaked out in pain as it fell back, barely managing to catch itself from falling over. The nervous look on the Sentret's face was gone, and was instead replaced with a rather annoyed glance. The Sentret dashed forward back at Lydia, taking a swipe at the raccoon with quick speed. Lydia had just barely managed to dodge out of the way, but neither she nor Selena were expecting the wild Sentret to follow through with another Scratch attack of its own. Lydia fell back, whimpering in pain as she rubbed the side of her head in annoyance.

"Shrug it off, Lydia! We can take this thing no problem!" the trainer shouted. "Now, let's see that Fire Punch!"

Lydia ran squealed in response. The monkey Pokémon ran forward towards the Sentret. As she moved, a red aura began to glow around her clenched fist, before it suddenly burst into flames. The Sentret stared in shock at the sudden burst of power from the Chimchar, before her fist collided into its face, sending the Sentret flying back and falling flat on its belly.

"...Not too bad, Lydia..." the trainer said with a small smile. "Not bad at all..."
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gimmepie

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Albunnie you are in
sorry for delays guys my computer and net are both having issues
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Crunch Punch

fire > ice

Age 25
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England
Seen March 18th, 2019
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Ellie and Heather both seem like pretty good characters!

I'll have my own SU up either tomorrow or in a few days time, been a really hectic last week so couldn't really progress much besides a name.
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gimmepie

Age 27
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Australia
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I have finally been able to get some stuff done in writing!
Sorry for the delay again guys, I've not been removing reservations out of fairness considering my own situation. This being said, I'll be chasing up the rest of you soon if I don't see at least some posts in here.

Edit: My SU is nearly finished. It ended up morphing into a similar but altogether different character to the one I played in the original Connections. I'm too lazy to add any real CSS.

Spoiler:


Devon Lliam





Nickname: He was called “Hush” by his friend, but it has been a long time since someone has used the nickname.
Gender: Male
Age: 17


Appearance: Devon is a tall and lanky boy standing at six feet and four inches but weighing in at seventy kilograms. Devon is not unfit, but does not worry too much about exercise being kept thin by his metabolism. Devon has black hair that he wears short, it is always brushed in an attempt to keep it neat but it will never cooperate enough to sit fully flat. Devon has clearly defined and well-proportioned features, making him somewhat handsome although he isn’t the most attractive guy on the planet either. His skin is paler, but healthily so, and although his clothing usually conceals it his body is riddled by scars including a a large semi-circular one covered by his hair.

Devon’s attire, when he is not wearing his school’s uniform, typically consists of a pair of pale jean or black trousers and a simple dark coloured shirt. Even in summer he always wears long pants and a long-sleeved shirt. He is frequently seen is simple dark coloured jackets also. Devon is always dressed very neatly, even if in very casual attire. He wears glasses to remedy short-sightedness (near-sightedness) and seems to give off an intelligent air about himself.


Personality: Devon isn’t exactly shy, in fact he is very confident in himself for the most part, but he doesn’t interact with people much. In fact, until enrolling himself in the New Dawn program he had actively avoided social environments and ignored the rare few who spoke to him in classes. He’s not rude either. Devon’s issue is fear and distrust, ever since a terrible event when he was younger he has been a recluse, voluntarily living friendless to avoid suffering the same pain he did some years ago.

Behind this mask, Devon is actually a kind-hearted, hard-working, confident, perceptive and persevering person. He is always prepared to help those in need if he can get passed his fear and trust issues – and will usually try to bring himself to do so (without success). No matter how much he suffers though, Devon will always push himself to try again – he is tired of living what he describes as a “half-life” and just needs to find the courage to go back to his old self. Despite his suffering and fear Devon is very observant and perceptive and is quick to empathise and understand others.

Devon is extremely intelligent and artistic, which leads him to be quietly confident in his abilities… sometimes a little too confident. He has many hobbies and interests that he devotes his time to and studies hard which has lead him to be knowledgeable in and adept at numerous areas. He is a straight A student (bar PE, in which he receives Cs and the odd B) and a talented artist. Devon plays a variety of instruments to various degrees, can juggle and writes stories and poetry.

Despite his gifts few people get to see him use them. Even around his family Devon is anti-social and only a shadow of his former self. Devon always carries a pocket-knife as a result of a traumatic experience.


History: As a young child, Devon was friendly but solitary. He’d talk to you for a while without complaints and then go back to his business. He was never a socialite even before the incident and preferred to sit their drawing than to go join in sports or games. This meant that he was frequently alone and had no real friends.
Eventually the other kids started to feel weary of the strange boy, he tended to carry himself in a very adult-like manner and all but refused to socialise. This made it difficult for the others to understand him, which in turn lead them to dislike him and even fear him in some cases. Devon began to be teased and bullied, even physically attacked on occasion as children are prone to do to those who are different. Devon understood why they acted as they did, but remained indifferent. This of course, just made him seem even creepier.

It wasn’t until Devon was ten years of age that things changed for him. He was sitting in the rear of his classroom, paying little attention to the goings-on of those around him when he became aware of a person sitting next to him – watching him randomly doodling on scrap paper. This person was Seraphina and meeting her completely changed Devon’s life.

Seraphina and Devon were similar in a lot of ways, they had no real social circles and were generally friendly but whilst Devon was quiet and subdued Seraphina was fiery, bubbly and very pro-active. At first Devon treated her much the same as others, but she was persistent in forging a friendship and soon enough he was drawn out of his shell by the girl and a strong friendship developed. From that moment on the pair’s circle of friends developed. The group was known amongst teachers and parents as being conscientious, friendly and just generally good kids with bright futures. Little did they know what lurked inside some of them.

At the age of twelve, Devon’s social circle was still going strong. Some members of his group had come and gone but Seraphina was a constant and a constant draw that kept his own social life healthy – not huge but healthy. Eventually their relationship grew further two, and the two entered into a romantic relationship – the first and last either would experience to date. Even with this development, everything seemed fine on the surface but children are cruel and with Seraphina’s chirpy personality and pretty looks jealousy was abundant.

Hurt, feeling betrayed and jealous one member of the group took out his negative feelings on the two. He spread rumours, caused arguments and started breaking up the group. Devon and Seraphina tried to ignore what was going on but this only lead to further outrage, outrage which eventually lead to a terrible event. When walking home from school one day the pair were corned by a group of their old friends and a violent attack ensued. Devon and Seraphina were both beaten and cut repeatedly and severely. Eventually found unconscious and bloodied by Seraphina’s parents the two were rushed to hospital. Badly scarred but suffering no permanent damage Devon was discharged within a few days. Seraphina died in the emergency department, her jugular severed.

After suffering this loss Devon attempted suicide, landing him a brief stint on a psychiatric ward where remembering his friends encouragement he vowed not to give up on life. Instead he threw himself hard into his studies and took up numerous hobbies over the next five years. Always busy and never social Devon brooded upon his life, deeming it a half existence not worthy of his friend’s memory. Despite his fear Devon signed up for the New Dawn program in the hopes of making is deceased friend proud and returning to a normal life.


Other: Devon seems very neat on the surface due to his appearance and public demeanour, but his room reflects his mind a lot better. It is a mess of drawings (many of Seraphina), un-finished stories and compositions and the couple of instruments he owns are cared for just enough to keep them working being badly scratched. Devon has a wide array of interests and skills acquired over five years of isolation and he has a very broad musical taste.


RP Sample: My second post in Fragmented
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