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@RaysofSun

(May I join as well? Here's a sample of my writing [because you probably haven't seen me before]…)

Finn finally realises that, yes, this arrow hurts very very much, somebodygetitoutnowplease. She curses again and hovers her hands over it, wondering whether she should pull it out or not. She looks at the portal, at the gods, then at the battle, and thinks even if I go through the portal, I'll probably end up falling onto my butt or my neck without anyone to help me get up. So I'd better just stick around for the long haul. She backs her self up, swearing and cursing and grumbling the whole way, to a rock, and leans against it, wincing and watching the battle in front of her, the arrow still sticking out of her leg.

It's good, you can join

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(Sorry this is so late)

Name: Pax Leonard
Nicknames: Open to anything
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual

Appearance: Pax has a mop of blond curls cut into a messy undercut style. HIs jade green eyes pop against his tan skin, which is splattered with freckles. He has a solid figure, standing at 5'11" and having a muscular body. His right eye is blind from a surprise attack from a supposed ally, and it's a milky blue.
Clothing style: Any athletic long sleeve and pair of joggers with his favorite pair of Nikes; Nike Air Max 270.
Outfit: Described above.
Distinguishing features: A scar across his right eye.

Personality: Pax is the happy go type that has an underlying sense of knowing exactly who you are. On the outside, it seems like he's the airhead of the group, but right beneath that, he knows how to make you break. He doesn't like doing it, but he has to if it means getting home. Other than that, Pax can easily make friends and is very easy to get along with, but shuts down when it comes to his past.
Likes: Sushi, cats, sunshine, anything soft
Dislikes: Water, storms
Habits: Does everything in threes. Three taps, three steps, three clicks of his tongue.
Family/friends: Has a very large family; his mom and dad both had over 5 siblings.
Fears: Hates the water, despises it. He has some mental scars from the Escape Room he won, which was unfortunately water-themed.
Backstory: Coming from a big family, it's easy to be overlooked by your siblings. This was the case for Pax, and he's desperate to prove himself to his parents and stand out. Develop a little bit.

Questionnaire

What was the basis of the Escape room you survived?
Water themed. An expanse of water where metal platforms would randomly rise and fall, making any movement unpredictable.
What skill testing skill did they test you on?
Agility, ability to figure things out, decision-making skills,
What are things you are good at? (Puzzles, finding small details, etc)
Finding ways to cheat the system. If there's an easier way, Pax will find and take it. This is a
What is your favourite genre of books/movies?
Fantasy. Why be here when you could be somewhere else?

@RaysofSun

Name: Cameron Muller
Nicknames: Cam, Cammie, etc.
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual

Appearance: Shoulder length, light brown, wavy hair (that at this stage is woven into two dutch braids). Bright blue eyes. She's what you'd call pale, but she's still got a little bit of tan, as well as a couple of freckles here and there. She's slightly muscular and curvy, with calloused pads of her hands and she sometimes has some oil/grease on her face or hands.
Clothing style: Very practical, sometimes with no regard for style if she thinks one item of clothing would be more useful.
Outfit: Khaki green cargo pants and a tight black t-shirt that shows what muscles she does have, as well as flaunts her curves. (But that's not why she likes it. She likes the softness as well as how easily it allows her to move. It's more aerodynamic than a loose shirt, allowing her to run faster as well.) She wears comfortable work boots.
Distinguishing features: A scar across her left eyebrow and various marks on her hands and fingers. She wears earrings. One is a planet with a ring (like Saturn), and the other is a whale. It represents the current limits of humanity and it reminds her that she always has to stay between these limits when she's inventing. (Get it? Because her brain is in-between the earrings?)

Personality: Fiercely protective of those she cares about, although she can get into a groove in which she only thinks logically, not emotionally. When she's in this groove, she can invent whatever she or others can imagine.
Likes: Burritos, her sister Emma, inventing stuff, being in a group.
Dislikes: Pickles, her dad, destroying things, being alone.
Habits: She plays with her earrings when nervous, swears in German when angry.
Family/friends: Apart from her dad and her sister, she has her mother and her Nana that live with her.
Fears: Her biggest fears are solitary confinement and not being able to invent anymore, for any reason.
Backstory: Her dad's abusive, which is why she hates him, but she doesn't like to talk about it. Her sister is paraplegic but is an absolute riot. Her Nana got Cam into inventing, but her dad thought it was stupid and made her do Muay Thai, but she still continued in secret.

Questionnaire (answer however you see fit)

What was the basis of the Escape room you survived?
A Sense-Deprivation Room. It was solitary confinement combined with the thought that she might have been hallucinating or going mad.
What skill testing skill did they test you on?
Ability to keep calm when faced with one of her worst fears, logical thinking and decision making.
What are things you are good at?
Inventing, logical thinking, empathising. She likes to follow by the rules and create solutions that are practical.
What is your favourite genre of books/movies?
Sci-fi, because she can get ideas from them, and romance, because she's a hopeless romantic deep, deep, DEEP down.

@RaysofSun

(Wow that took a long time.)

(Lol, should I post a starter?)

@RaysofSun

(I mean, it's your rp. I don't really mind.)

@Larkspur

May I join?)

( well @Larkspur I'd like to see a sample of your Rp style first, something with a little dialogue. @Nie_Huaisang are you wanting to join stl?)

@clovxrblossxm

(Can I join? I will send a sample of my writing after school if yes.)

(I'd like a sample before I decide to let you join, something with a little dialogue)

@clovxrblossxm

(Orinia was wondering the forest again. It used to be so peaceful and calming, especially when the orphanage became too loud. The trees and flora were silent and unmoving. Which was odd as they always had something to say if you just listened hard enough. But today was different. The wild was tame. A path that usually a difficult task to walk, had not even a bump in the way.

The girl kept moving, feeling uneasy in this eerie silence. It was getting darker now but she never remember the treetops being that thick. One foot in front of the other she told herself as she caught herself looking back again. It was surely nothing. Maybe the nature gods were having an off day. Maybe they just need to have some rest and the forest would be the same once more.

She continued these reassurances even though in Orinia's still feel right. The forest was foreign with no offering of way. She unexpectedly came to a clearing. The tree branches up above were still woven tightly but the area around her was clear.

There was a sudden rustling behind her. As if something was stalking its prey from the shadows. The girl kept quiet and looked in the direction whenever there was a sound. She wanted to call out and demand for them to show themselves but quickly retreated from that idea as she was unarmed and definitely lose in a fist fight.

The sound stopped before being replaced by a voice. "Well well well. Look who wondered into my neck of the woods." The voice was soft and airy that belonged to a male. It held an air malice that put Orinia even more on edge.

But now that it had spoken, she had to respond. "Things change. I lost my way, but I'm sure you pose me as much threat as the rest of the inhabitants of this forest." The pink hair girl spoke clearly and slowly. Trying to keep all shaking out of her voice as she didn't want to show anymore fear than what was already present in her eyes.

The voice just chuckles and says one last sentence before everything went back to being still, "I wouldn't be so sure about that.")

@clovxrblossxm

(Sorry. It ran a bit long.)

(Its good lol, you can join)

(Oof, I would still like to join, sorry for ghosting)

(Make a character then lol)

@clovxrblossxm

Name: Cory Simpson
Nicknames: None
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Asexual

Appearance: https://66.media.tumblr.com/e2fbd0edf69bf055f639d151865ad81f/tumblr_nwjhdyc4QO1todrmno1_400.jpg
Clothing style: It’s very casual and usually in mellow colors
Outfit: https://66.media.tumblr.com/3173c799f5d25c0c0955d6eaef73dd94/tumblr_p9wh46s9qz1w161m6o1_400.jpg
Distinguishing features: A tattoo on his forearm (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/59/9c/35/599c35990cd3e45ea07fc6111ebf0e63.jpg)

Personality: Quiet, calculating, perceptive, caring, intelligent, and perfectionist
Likes: Books, woods, puzzles, and fantasy
Dislikes: Rude people, loud noises, broken objects, and mystery
Habits: He runs his hands through his hair a lot when nervous
Family/friends: TBW
Fears: Not being prefect at everything
Backstory: TBW

Questionnaire (answer however you see fit)

What was the basis of the Escape room you survived?
A room that has no visible exit and very in theme that varies. The only way out is to find the thing that is out of place.

What skill testing skill did they test you on?
My observation skills.

What are things you are good at? (Puzzles, finding small details, etc)
Catching small details that are usually over looked.

What is your favourite genre of books/movies?
Fantasy

(Hes good!)

@clovxrblossxm

(Thank you)

(We need @Nie_Huaisang to make a character and the one more person)

(Hey @@CW-Poof-Toxic Rush, are you still wanting to join?)

Name: Walter Zhao
Nicknames: Walt, Wally, Mr. Wall Street, Walmart, Walnut, Off the Wall, Mr. Disney, Disney Dude, Control+Walt+Delete, etc. (He loves nicknames)
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual

Appearance: He has black hair that reaches down to his back. He's pretty short. He is very skinny and isn't very heavy at all. His eyes are a ghost blue colour and they are relatively large. His fingers are large and thin and he has very pallid and thin lips. His eyebrows are thin and rest neatly above his eyes.
Clothing style: Generally relaxed. He wears whatever he feels is best for the occasion and won't let anyone change his mind. He'll wear pretty much anything.
Outfit: It ranges from a hoodie and sweatpants to dresses and sunhats. He just really doesn't care. As long as he's not walking around naked he's almost always fine with it.
Distinguishing Features: (tattoos, piercings, etc.) He has a scar across his nose from being scratched by a cat when he was 7 years old.

Personality: He generally keeps calm in what would be considered a stressful situation. He tends to joke around a lot, but he's serious when necessary.
Likes: Singing, dancing, jokes, nicknames, art, writing, reading, poetry, Vines
Dislikes: A lot of people(but it's all personal), bright lights, bacon, eggs, shrimp/prawn
Habits: When he's uninterested in something, Walter tends to pick at his nails and whistle, so it's obvious when he's bored. He tends to also crack his knuckles and stretch at random points in time. Often, he looks off into the distance at something random and he'll just space out.
Fears: Old Age
Backstory: His mom always wanted him to study hard and become a surgeon and his dad wanted him to learn to play the violin and become a professional player. Despite this, Walter pursued neither of those things and instead proceeded to study psychology and human behaviors. His parents continuously called him a disappointment to the family name, but Walter pushed on anyway. He finds psychology interesting and he is particularly good at reading people's eyes and telling how they're feeling.

Questionnaire (answer however you see fit)

What was the basis of the Escape room you survived?

It was a linear puzzle-based one. Nothing too out of the ordinary aside from the fact that he was required to deal with multiple "uncomfortable" situations (small spaces, dead animals, being chained down/blindfolded, etc.)

What skill-testing skill did they test you on?

Problem-solving, tolerance to uncomfortable situations, stuff like that

What are the things you are good at? (Puzzles, finding small details, etc)

Reading body language/eyes, remaining calm in stressful situations, maths, relatively good at observation, good at finding humor in non-humorous things

What is your favourite genre of books/movies?

Horror, thriller, suspense, mystery, etc.

(DONE! FINALLY!)

"Lol, I love him. We need one more person but if yall want, we can start?)

@RaysofSun

(Sure! :) )

(sure.)

(Ok, so they dont know each other. All they know is that they are going to meet other people who also survived their own escape rooms. This story can go a ton of different ways, so it doesnt matter what you do lol)

Violet was nervous. The last time she was invited to go to an escape room, she had almost died. This time it wouldn't be any different the note had said, if she declined their offer, she would be eliminated. If she chose to accept however, she would get on a private flight with 4 to 5 other contestants where they would be taken to their first challenge. She had a 4x4 rubik's cube in her hands and she was fiddling with it in the waiting room. The room itself was neat looking, a couple magazines, a juice bar, soft music playing in the background. If Violet didnt know any better, it looked like a normal room

@RaysofSun

It’s official.
Cameron Muller was about to crap her pants.
The only problem with that is that she didn’t have another pair.
The reason for said emotion of needing-to-crap-pants was that she felt out of control, which was something that Cam hated way more than she could express. The last time she felt out of control, she ended up in an escape room. And now that she was facing the fact that she’s have to go into yet another escape room, she didn’t like it one little bit.

But then she thought to herself that maybe… maybe it would be okay because there were other people going in with her. People that could, potentially, help (or hinder) her progress out of the escape room.
You’ll be fine, Cammie. She thought. Just fi-

And it was then that she walked into a room with a mediocre-looking juice bar and locked eyes with Violet.

Violet looked up at the arrival of the newcomer and smiled nervously. "If you are part of the test. Then I'd like to die before it begins please." The 16-year old replied. She stood up and crossed her arms behind the waist. "I'm Violet, Violet Oberon. Who are you?" She asked

Walt heard that he was going to another escape room and he was instantly excited. He had survived once before and was eager to do it all over again. He did a little jig as Pumped Up Kicks blasted through his headphones. He waltzed into the room that happened to have Violet and Cam in it. He stopped cold in his tracks. He took out one headphone and looked at both of them. He looked at each of they're eyes. From what he could tell they were just meeting for the first time, so he wasn't a third wheel.

He remained silent and walked over to the juice bar and grabbed a cup. He poured out the liquid substance claiming to be apple juice and he drank it. Mediocre at best, he thought but didn't voice this opinion. He leaned against the juice bar, one earbud still in, the song had since changed to Sweater Weather. He hummed quietly.

He looked back and forth at the two. No one was saying anything. He decided to speak up. Having have just walked in and having headphones in, he didn't quite catch anyone's name, but he introduced himself anyway. He put down his cup and clear his throat.

"Hello there," he spoke to both girls, "I'm. . .Walter, but you can call me whatever nickname you can think of." He continued in a sing-song tone, "Within reason, of course." Through his headphones, he could still hear the lyrics of the song.

Sometimes the silence guides our minds to
So move to a place so far away

He waited for a little for an introduction from the other two people, but soon spaced out. He absent-mindedly picked at his nails as he stared at the wall.