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Post by Draconorn on Jan 29, 2008 8:24:13 GMT
Word did get around about some big science project, but by now most people have dismissed it as a far fetched rumour. Why on earth would some millionaire buy an island and build a lab on it, but not tell anyone what he was up to? What people don't know is that those rumours are true. John Hammond built Site B on a deserted island in the middle of nowhere, and with the latest technology he resurrected he dinosaurs from DNA taken from blood found in ancient mosquitoes, fossilized in amber. It was his dream to create a theme park where people could go to see the dinosaurs up close. However, Site B has been silent for years. The few who do know about the project don't know what happened to the people who lived and researched on the island, and certainly have no idea about the disappearance of John Hammond. The search parties sent to the island to find out what happened have never returned, and eventually the project was forgotten.
Two years later a small plane passing over a large, uncharted island crashed on its shores, killing most of the crew and passengers... except for you and a few others. However, there seems to be more to this strange island than meets the eye... --------- This RPG is based on various things. Mostly an old dinosaur game called Trespasser, with some Jurassic Park stuff thrown in and most of the name comes from a PS1 game I've never played but for some weird reason I've always loved the name. It's set on Earth, so that means human characters. Sorry about that, fellow fantasy lovers XD I suppose that in the RP characters will have to survive the dangers of the island and would steadily learn bit by bit about the project and John Hammond, especially when the stumble across the labs, broken monorails and abandoned cities. ------ Name: Age: Gender: Looks: Personality: Skills/abilities: Other notes:
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Post by Ruathlih on Jan 29, 2008 19:41:54 GMT
(luckily i have a human charecter.. but i rarely rp him because he's supossed to be permenately dead. XD; Here goes!)
Name: Medek Hinesmith Age: 49 Gender: Male Looks: short Brown hair, tall, a little heavy, and has a little more than the average muscle of a man his age. Personality: Very caring, and also takes alot of risks to do anything he feels like he has a possibility of doing. Realtivly lazy, though. Skills/abilities: Can protect himself with just about any thing he finds. Other notes: Supossedly rich, but not anymore since he's on an island with nothign but a dead cellphone and a crashed plane.
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Post by Ember Lee on Jan 30, 2008 5:35:19 GMT
The mysterious island and plane crash sound a little like 'Lost' as well.
Name: Kelsie Ann Age: 27 Gender: female Looks: Hazel blue eyes, badly cut hair that is dyed bronze, with purple and blue streaks, tall and slender, a little athletic. Often wearing denim shorts, a black vest on top of a printed white t-shirt. Personality: she likes to stand out and take action. People say she's big headed but she's just an attention seeker. Note the hair. Skills/abilities: likes to run and jump, and climb on some occasions Other notes: though she may like to stand out she's not thast bad of a person. She does like to take photos of everything around her. Not including herself
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Post by Draconorn on Jan 30, 2008 7:01:47 GMT
Name: Leon Age: 21 Gender: Male Looks: Tall and thin, golden-ish tanned skin, dark brown almond shaped eyes, thin slanting eyebrows, short spiky black/brown hair. He wears a white vest, a black tennis wristband, ripped black jeans and a pair of sunglasses. Personality: He's quiet and keeps to himself, and if he were stereotyped he would quite easily fall into the computer geek category. If you get to know him though, you'll find that he has a very friendly personality and he has a good sense of humour. Skills/abilities: He's good at drawing and excellent with technology, but not the fastest sprinter. He can defend himself quite well with karate. Other notes: He doesn't like snakes.
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Post by Ember Lee on Jan 31, 2008 4:12:07 GMT
((So when does this start? Oh and you said best instead of vest))
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Post by Draconorn on Jan 31, 2008 7:47:17 GMT
((Dangit, I HATE laptop keyboards >.< I also need to reinstall Trespasser and hunt down a walkthrough so I can get the finer plot details))
Leon shifted and slowly opened his eyes. His memory was a blur and his head throbbed. He steadily got into a sitting position and when the light no longer hurt his eyes he stared around. He appeared to be on a sandy white beach, sitting on a twisted scrap of metal. He looked closer at the metal. It was part of the plane's side and there was even what remained of a window in it. He staggered to his feet, spitting out sand, deciding to see if there were any other survivors or if was was alone on this strange island. "Hello! Is anybody there?"
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Post by Grendel Man on Jan 31, 2008 22:47:55 GMT
Name: Naomi Age: 19 Gender: Female Looks: Naomi has the distinctive slanted eyes of the Chinese, which are blue in color. Her skin is light, and her straight, pure black hair goes down to her shoulders. She wears a black, long-sleeved shirt, a baggy pair of jeans also black in color, and sandals. Personality: She is a "dark" sort of person, very mysterious, and not very talkative. As her choice of color might suggest, she is also a little bit emo. Very cautious, the sort of person who thinks twice about doing something risky. Skills/abilities: Naomi prides herself on her eavesdropping skills, and her ability at handling projectile weapons, which she is very, VERY good at using. Other notes: She knew the plane crashing was a very real risk, and read several survival guides before boarding it. Turns out, it was worth it. ---------------------
Where the heck-?
Naomi came to her senses in the middle of what looked like a jungle. Not taking very long to fully recover, she realized she had a vine wrapped around her right leg. Sitting up, and grumbling, she began an attempt to unwrap it.
What the heck happened? One minute, she was enjoying a nice, air-conditioned ride on a plane, the next, she was sitting in some godforsaken jungle. Obviously, there was a plane crash, but where was the plane?
"Hello? Is anybody there?" called a voice, jolting her out of her thoughts.
At least there's other people around. A survivor, perhaps? she thought. But before she could go see who it was, she had to get this dangable vine off her leg.
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Post by Ruathlih on Feb 1, 2008 0:37:25 GMT
Medek threw the heavy piece of metal that had saved his life off his back, and glanced around at his surrondings slowly. 'This is great, just great..' he mutterd, and looked around to be aware of his new surrondings. he was lying on the ground in the outskirts of a jungle, or more so, on the beach in front of the jungle.
Then it all came back to him, and he remembered the plane, and the crash. The first thought that came to him was; 'how many survivors are there and why arn't i dead?' He fetched into his jacket pocket for his cellphone, and discovered that his jacket pockets had been ripped off, which sent him franticly searching in the sand for it, kicking it up into the air and all around him. The sand sent him into a violent coughing fit, which was so loud he didn't hear leon's distant call for survivors. He resumed form the coughing fit and began searching in the sand again, yelling "Come on!" franticly.
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Post by Draconorn on Feb 1, 2008 1:45:01 GMT
Leon saw the clouds of sand and frowned. 'Could be something unfriendly... he thought, but approached cautiously to make sure. In the end, it turned out to be a man making the sand fly everywhere, trying to find something. "Oh good, I'm not alone." Leon said in relief. Normally he wasn't the kind of person to like other people's company, but being trapped on an island by yourself wouldn't be particularly fun. Thinking of the island again, he glanced up at the jungle. Strange calls sounded from inside it every now and then and Leon wondered what sorts of animals lived here. 'Hopefully nothing big with claws and teeth...
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Post by Grendel Man on Feb 2, 2008 0:11:49 GMT
"Son of a-" Naomi grumbled. This vine was very, very unwilling to come off.
Giving up, she stood up to the best of her ability. Time to go see who was calling earlier.
Fortunately, she was on the jungle outskirts, but unfortunately, the vine didn't let her go much further than that. After walking several feet, the vine tripped her.
Swearing at the top of her lungs, she once again attempted to remove the vine.
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Post by Ember Lee on Feb 2, 2008 3:07:57 GMT
Kelsie's flung open and she sat up screaming. Panting she tried to remember what had scared so much. When she saw the metal body lying up in the trees she remembered. The plane crash. Shakily she got to her feet and brushed herself down. She was in the surrounded by trees. But she could hear what sounded like waves breaking not to far off. Stumbling in that direction she tried to call out for help. Finally she burst out onto the sand and raised an eyebrow when she saw she wasn't alone. "No need to worry, I'm here." she suddenly blurted out.
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Post by Draconorn on Feb 2, 2008 4:58:49 GMT
Leon looked up and nodded. He walked unsteadily over to the largest plane remains and once he was within five metres of them his nose was met with a terrible smell. He didn't need to guess what was in there. He heard swearing not too far off, so there was at least one other passenger still alive.
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Post by Ruathlih on Feb 2, 2008 18:41:38 GMT
Medek looked up at Leon and Kelsie when he realized their presence andsmiled gilfully. he lifted his head up slowly and knelled, wiping the black ash off his face. Suddenly, something cracked under his knees, and he imeadiantly shifted position and watched himslef stick his hand into the sand. He pulled out a compact cellphone - whose' screen and case he had just broke. Medek threw the useless cellphone at a tree with an angry yell and cursed under his breath. the cellphone broke into about 10 pieces and got scattered under the tree.
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Post by Grendel Man on Feb 3, 2008 0:39:29 GMT
The irritating vine wrapped around her leg still hadn't come off, although it was getting there. She ceased swearing, as it wasn't doing any good, and it was also a waste of energy.
Somewhere nearby, someone yelled, and shortly after that, there was a sound like an electronic getting smashed.
Now I really want to see who else is here. Naomi thought. But this vine-
She pulled furiously at a part of the vine not on her leg. To her surprise, it snapped, breaking a few inches above her hand.
Now, it was much easier to remove it, and in a few seconds, she was free of the vine.
She stood up, and shook herself.
"Who's out there?" she called.
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Post by Savverz on Feb 3, 2008 3:07:58 GMT
Name: Samantha 'Poppy' Terinth Age: 28 Gender: Female Looks: She looks short, about 5' at max, yet thin, despite her somewhat muscled build. She keeps her shoulder-length strawberry-blond hair tied up in a classic french braid so it doesn't get in her dark brown eyes. She always seems to have a serious look on her face, and her small, yet incredibly dark sunglasses certainly don't make her seem any friendlier. She wears a white t-shirt, tight tan jeans, and has a gray jacket tied around her waist. She looks down on any footware other than sandals with the utmost contemp, for she adores her brown leather flip-flops and would never think of wearing anything else.
Personality: As serious as a heart attack, at times. But isn't without a sense of humour, although it would take something better than the average pun to make her chuckle. She's fancied extinct creatures such as dinosaurs and thylacines since she was a little girl. Skills/abilities: Very knowladgable when it comes to animals, living or not. She has a good memory, but still writes notes in her little notebook she keeps in her back pocket. Other notes: She has a couple of pet corgis waiting for her in her apartment in Los Angeles, which are being cared for by a cousin of her's.
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"Blast it all!" Poppy finally woke up with a jolt and began digging her way out of a pile of dead foliage which she had somehow managed to become buried under. Once she was out from under the pile of foliage, she noticed her sunglasses were missing. She groaned, those were her last pair. She stood before brushing the leaves and dirt off her clothes, and promptly went back to digging through the dirt and leaves in search of her sunglasses.
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Post by Ember Lee on Feb 3, 2008 4:14:14 GMT
"Was that a cellphone you just threw away?" Kelsie asked, an edge in her voice. By the looks of teh company she was in, she just wanted to get away from them as soon as possible. "Where are we and is there anyone else...here?" she asked Leon. But without waiting for an answer she ran off towards a shout that had come from nearby. Bursting through the leaves she stumbled across Naomi. "And who are you?" she asked
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Post by Draconorn on Feb 3, 2008 7:37:49 GMT
((Played a bit of Trespasser. Turns out that the island's name is Isla Sorba, off the coast of S.A, and it has the labs while Site A from the first Jurassic Park movie was to be the theme park.))
Leon looked around. "This looks like on of the islands off the coast of South America." He said thoughtfully. He frowned at Kelsie's attitude, but then shrugged. He couldn't get all anti-social now in such a bad situation.
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Post by Ruathlih on Feb 3, 2008 15:35:48 GMT
"It was dead anyway, useless if it has no batteries." Medek mumbled while standing up on his feet shakily, noticing the edge in her voice. His ears turned toward leon. "Your right, this does look like some island near there. No idea which one, but, it does. It has the same climate and trees, so far." He brushed more ash off his face, which made his hands even dirtier. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Kelsie run toward and into the bush, but he didn't follow.
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Post by Ember Lee on Feb 8, 2008 4:30:15 GMT
Kelsie noticed no one had run after her and giving one last look at Naomi she turn back to the beach. "Oi! There's another surviour. She's in the bush here...and awake." she added after awhile.
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Post by Savverz on Feb 8, 2008 7:48:52 GMT
After searching for awhile, Poppy finally gave up. She stood and brushed herself off, and began to walk towards the beach, when after her first step she heard a terrible crunch. She looked down to see her sunglasses in pieces. "BLAST!" She yelled, absolutely furious at herself for shattering her only pair of sunglasses.
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