Roleplay, Anytime Anywhere! discussion

Hey! So what kind do you like to do?

I'm fine with anything. these are the things I like:

-Action
-Adventure
-Romance
-Dystopian

Anything like that?

A dystopian romance? :)

Sure:) We can do something similar to the hunger games... the purge. Any thoughts on what kind of dystopian.

Umm maybe there could of been a war and where they're at could of been taken over by another country. The new ruler of the country could treat them harshly and yeah :)

okay I like that idea:) Want to be the boy or girl?

Haha cool :) I'll be the guy if you want. How old should they be?

The ruler of the foreign country I was thinking could be the guy and he could throw the women in jail for disobeying an order. They could be like 5 years apart so the girl could be 22 and the guy 27 or something. But that was my idea, I'm happy with whatever you come up with:)

I like that idea :) What order should they disobey, though? Should the guys of made it so that it's like the old days where the girls have no right or anything?

haha yeah:) That could be the twist. Its a modern world with older rules:)

Sounds good :) How detailed are you with your characters? :)

I like the personality to come out during the role-play so I do name, height and appearance.

Alright

Name: Jordan Prescott
Age: 27
Height: 5'11"
Looks: http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1x...

I can't connect to link, can you just put the image up?

Name: Cassandra Greco

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Height: 5'7

Appearance:

Sorry, I keep forgetting to space it. I'm on my tablet and I'm not allowed on the computer so I can't, sorry. I did fix it, though :)

Do you wanna start or me?

Yeah it works:) You can start at the scene where Jordan is about to publicly execute one of Cassandras relatives?

I love how you go straight into death ^-^ Can.. can it be by beheading? :o

haha anything you want XD beheading and hanging are my favorite kind of role playing death scenes, don't judge me:)

I won't:) I like those violent scenes XD I like headings and beheadings haha you can start with your character telling a large group of people her relatives crime and why he is being punished and so forth haha

Haha okay then. Umm just let me think of something that they did and then I'll start it ^-^

(Can't think of anything. I'll just go with it)

Jordan watched as the guards brought the prisoner onto the small stage that had been made. When they had out the prisoner on his knees, Jordan looked out upon the crowd. Since everything was silent he decided to start, not wanting to waste time. "This man has been found of treason. He has been accused and found guilty of planning on making an army to overtake the government. As punishment for his crimes, he is to be beheaded." Jordan looked over as one of the guards handed him a large axe. Taking the axe, Jordan went over to the man and raised the weapon before we bringing it down on the guys neck until his head was off. Two of the guards took the head and put it into a basket beforw dragging the body off of the stage

((haha alright, this was good but hard to continue to :P))

Cassandra watched the violent bloody scene before her and felt a large amount of anger. She raised her emergency gun in the air and shot the guard holding her uncles head. It rolled near the group of people around her and they shifted; making sure not to touch it, and the guard fell as the bullet was shot through his head.
Cassie wasn't sure what to do next. She had acted on instinct and now she began to raise the gun at the monarchy ruler. But before she could pull the trigger a guard apprehended her. She could escape, but decided not to.

(It's always hardest in the beginning, but it'll become more smooth ^-^)

Seeing the girl be carried away, he narrowed his eyes and looked out upon the crowd. When Cassandra was pulled into the building, Jordan went inside as well after giving his guards the order to arrest any woman they could find. Clearly they were going to be a problem if one of them was willing to try and kill him. Jordan thought about it and decided that he'd want to talk to Cassandra so he had two of the guards take her into a room and watch her until he wnated to speak to her.

((TRUE! haha))

Cassandra was lead through a metal building. It looked the way prisons did when she was younger and visiting her father. It made her feel claustrophobic.
She was shoved inside a room with a seemingly large burly man. His hair was cropped short, making his appearance unattractive. Her hands where now weaponless and untied. She sat politely on a metal, cushion-less chair. She hummed a a soft tune her mother taught her to control her anger. She calmed after a short while. She missed her parents.

(Haha yes :p)

After Jordan changed into some cleaner clothes he headed to the room where Cassandra was. When he got to the room he walked inside and had the guards wait outside the room. Sometimes his guards could be intimidating so he tried to lighten the mood, only slightly, by having the guards out of the room. As he stood across from Cassandra, he thought for a moment about what he was going to say; not exactly sure on how to start. "You know that was very stupid of you to do, right? Killed one oftmy best guards for nothing."

Cassandra watched the man walk inside her chamber. He seemed to be wearing more comfortable clothing. She smiled at him, tilting her head. She was considered very favorable in appearance by every man she had ever encountered but she didn't want a suitor. She wanted respect. His words couldn't help but make her laugh, a short sweet sounding giggle.
She leaned towards him, from across the table. "I killed one of your best men for killing my uncle. A head for a head. Equality is what needs to be respected." Cassie answered quietly.
Cassandra leaned back in her chair. "Besides, only one member of my family was killed so I only killed one man. I would have the other, but he caused nothing." She continued.

Jordan went over to her and pushed her chair around so she was facing him. He squatted down and smiled at her. "Don't you remember, sweetheart? Equality doesn't exist anymore." He lightly tapped the tip of her nose and smiled at her once more. "Your Uncle deserved it. Everyone knows the penalty for doing such a thing. I guess your family is the only one that doesn't understand. You are aware that I could have you executed for murder and also for premeditated murder, correct?" Jordan stood up and ruffled her hair. "But don't you worry your pretty little head about it. From now on every woman is to be imprisoned."

Cassandra smiled entertained by his actions, in a movement to quick to be stopped, she reached into her shirt and pulled out a jagged blood covered knife. It was steel and in that moment held the side of the blade up to his neck. "If I hadn't killed the solider, I would take your life right now." She whispered at him, showing the amount of hate she carried towards the single person in the room. But she had principals she had to carry and lowered the knife and taking a step back, if he approached, she would attack.
"Your best men would have had the thought to search me." She continued quietly. Her hand came down on the table then, sticking the knife into the aluminum metal.

"Then why don't you?" Jordan just smiled at her, amused by her words. When she stuck the knife into the table he went over to her and grabbed her arms, pulling her away from the table. Jordan pressed her against the wall, holding her arms together and pressed his body against hers so she couldn't knee him. "You, ma'am, are very violent. I don't think I should allow you out of here until you learn to behave." Holding both her hands above her head with one hand, his other hand searched her to make sure she had no other weapons. Not finding any he released her and grabbed the knife from the table and yanked it out of the table. "Sweet dreams, ma'am," he said and smiled at her as he left the room. When he was out of the room he told two guards to guard the door and to notmlet ahyone in or out of the room except to give Cassandra food.

Cassandra felt violated. Extremely so that now she wanted blood and mercy. By the easy open of the door, she heard as the man left, she could easily leave and harm the two men guarding it. But she had to be careful, rational about her choices. One wrong move could have her killed. One right move could have him killed. She sat on the metal cushion-less seat and crossed her legs, in a way that was considered lady like.

(Haha gotta stay classy even when planning your leaders death)

Jordan went to his room and sighed, sitting on his bed. He really didn't want to deal with anything after everything that happened so he just laid down and listened as one of his assistants told him that they had sent out the order nationwide to put every woman in prison. Jordan knew it might not possibly end well, but he had to do whatever it took to keep his spot and keep the nation from planning any uprisings. The men would eventually get frustrated because their women weren't around so maybe he'd need to rethink what he had done

((Haha yeah thats the point:) ))

Cassandra eventually got bored and paced the metal room. She noticed there wasn't a bathroom and knocked on the door. The movement felt unnatural since she was in the room instead of out. Once it opened a curious guy looked in, he must not have known who was in her room because his eyes widened. "I have to use the bathroom." She stated quietly, sounding shameful, though she wasn't anything close to that.

He nodded a little and moved aside so she could exit the room. Both guards kept an eye on her, ready to move in case she tried to run. Taking both her arms they led her to where the bathrooms were. They stood outside of the bathroom, listening for any sounds that would indicate she was truing to escape

Cassandra was pushed into the stall. It was clean and that was surprisingly pleasant. She actually used the restroom and washed her hands and her face, cleaning the dirt off of her body. She walked out after a few minutes.

When she walked out they took her arms again and led her back to the room. After about half an hour they got an order from Jordan telling them to move her to their most secure room so she had a place to sleep. They opened the door and got Cassandra, taking her to the room.

Cassandra didn't try escaping. She wouldn't do that, yet. She was led blindly through several halls that will be deemed a challenge of figuring out. She counted the turns and decorations in each never ending hall. They finally pushed her into a room, she stumbled as the door slammed behind her.

Not able to sleep, Jordan went to go check on Cassandra and see how she was doing. He had the two guards go get two new guards so they could go sleep. He also had them get two more for inside the room. He knew it was a bit extreme, but he had to take precautions. Going into the room he looked over at Cassandra, surprised she hadn't escaped or tried to escape yet

Cassandra swung her feet under her small bed. The room wasn't the most comfortable but it was livable. She wore a knee length outfit a guard handed her. She kept her hair loose and she was barefooted. She kept her eyes on the floor as he walked in.

Jordan crossed over to her and knelt down. He placed his hand under her chin and moved her head so she was looking at him. "Are you okay?" Jordan asked her softly. He had rrethought what had happened and feltkind of bad for it. The girl was upset about the loss of her uncle and so she went balistic. He understood why she'd be mad and hate him, but that didn't mean he had to treat her badly.

Cassandra felt her head move up and saw who it was. She was still mourning and didn't speak. Without moving her hands, she moved her chin from his grasp and frowned slightly at him. "I don't need your sympathy." Cassie said moving away from him.

"I'm not trying to be sympathetic. I'm trying to be nice. Look, I know you're angry, but I didn't make the rules. I might be ruler, but that doesn't mean I have all the power." Jordan reached over and took her arms. "One wrong move and everything crumbles. One right move and everything gets better. You of all people should know that."

Cassandra narrowed her eyes at him, but he was right; she did know that. He had no right to touch her. She should snap his neck for even laying a hand on her. But the timing has to be right. Cassie needs him to trust her.
Reaching inside of her, she remembered how her mother died, how her father was put in prison for life. How her aunt and uncle were killed recently. Now she couldn't stop herself from crying. The tears came freely and wouldn't slow until she was done.
He has to trust you. She tried to repeat the sentence in her mind and felt herself wrap her arms around his shoulders, laying her head near his neck. The only words she spoke as she cried were, "It hurts..." But even then she couldn't finish the sentence.

Biting his lip, Jordan put his arms around her and held her tightly. Not knoeing what to do he rubbed her back, feeling bad about what had happened. "Please don't cry," he said, running his fingers through her hair. "What can I do to make it better?" Jordan had never been in that kind of position so he wasn't exactly sure ahout what to do. He knew that sooner or later she was going to be the death of him so he'd have to be careful, but for right now she was crying and it was his job to calm her down

Cassandra shook her her head and continued to cry, after less then a minute she quieted down slightly. She held him tightly quietly sobbing into his neck. "I'm sorry." Cassie said beginning to pull away. Her face wasn't swollen or red but she looked slightly pale. Her tears still trailed down her face.

"I'm sorry, too. I've done way worse things than you. You've nothing to be sorry for." Jordan gave her a small smile. He went out and came back with a few tissues. Getting one out of the box he started to rub away what tears were left. "Are you gonna be comfortable in here?"

Cassandra looked away from him and spoke in a soft voice as the paper brushed her cheekbones. "No, those guards you asked to watch me make me extremely uncomfortable. They look at me like I'm something to eat or entertaining to watch." Cassie felt a warm blush creep across her pale face, adding color to her skin.

"I'm sorry," he said and smiled a little at her blush. "Would you rather I moved you to a bigger room and had them wait outside the door?" Jordan ran his fingers through part of her hair since it was beginning to stick to her face. "Are you warm in those?" He asked, gesturing to what she was wearing. Just because she was a prisoner didn't mean she had to be cold or uncomfortable in the place.

Cassandra felt herself smile when his hand brushed her face, she felt her eyes unintentionally move to his face, he was very attractive, she could admit. She could take advantage of him right now, but what would be the point? She had what she needed. "Can I just stay here and have them wait out the door?" Cassie asked looking at him curiously. Why was he being nice to her? He was very considerate.
Cassandra ignored his second question, she would prefer something less thin and revealing. Like trousers and a shirt, but those were considered men clothing. Her thin dress draped over her bare figure and she didn't like the way the guards would stare at her.
Cassandra looked down at her hands. She had moved them into an interlaced pile on her lap.

"Yeah, I'll have them stay out." When she didn't answer his question he frowned a little. "What?" Jordan was so used to people replying that he didn't know what to do. "Are you sick?" He reached up and felt her forehead. When he felt that she was fine he sat back with a scowl. "Do you need food? A drink?" It was easy to tell that he didn't know what to do and the look on his face confirmed that he'd never been in that kind of situation

Cassandra smiled. "Company?" She asked instead of the stuff he offered. She forced herself to lean into his hand when he touched her. She felt her cheeks redden, adding the perfect innocent appearance.