The Game ooc: sign up

by **JuNii** » Sun Aug 26, 2012 6:58 pm

The Game

No one really knows how The Game started, or how long it’s been around. Surfice to say, it’s been around for a long time. But many ask, what is The Game? Sure what you read on the Internet is one aspect of The Game, but that isn’t it. The Game has been going on for a very long time. Some say since the beginning of time. Whether or not that’s true, remains to be seen.

So that is what this is… The Game, set for you, the potential players to have fun in. I guess I should warn you… there is some risk, after all, with all that’s at stake, there has to be…

Risk.

Application:
Name:
Country of Origin (RL or NS):
Occupation:
Age:
Dreams/Desires/Goals (fame, Fortune, women, whatever)
Oath: I will post at least once a day (Y/N)
RP Sample (Keep reading)

Now, for all the risks and rewards involved, you will understand, if I don’t accept every application that gets submitted… no, there has to be some weeding…

So the RP sample in the application… simple. Here is the situation.

RP a normal day in y our life… except, at the end of your day, a phone rings… it seems to draw you to it. You pick up the receiver and a breathy woman’s voice, filled with exhaustion, asks you a series of yes and no questions… Press 1 for yes, press 2 for no… that sorta deal.

At first, the questions are broad, covering a wide range of topics… from political leanings, economic philosophies, to problems you’ve encountered in your day… yes, very personal questions… questions that only someone who’s been following you would know.

50 odd questions later, the last question is asked.

“Do you wish to play The Game?”

Whether or not you answer yes, a red card is ejected from the phone. And y ou are free to go on with your life. So that is your RP sample… and if y ou wish, RP what you do with your card.

http://www.gophoto.it/view.php?i=http://i643.photobucket.com/albums/uu158/sik_zelman/Psyren/th_Psyren_Calling_Card_by_PainLessSacr.jpg

However, there are others out there, those who don’t want to play The Game, but still want to learn it’s secrets. Mysterious men in black that follow those who hold a red card. Others try to capitalize on The Game and can sell their card for around a couple million dollars.

Then there is the Evergreen Foundation… they have a standing $50 billion us dollar reward for the secret of The Game.

All you know is that there are many players… there are also many losers… and as far as you can determine… there is no winner…

Yet…

The game will begin in mid/late October.

Will you win?

Will you lose?

Will you survive?

The Game.

by **JuNii** » Sun Aug 26, 2012 7:06 pm

Name: Axanna Grant
Country of Origin (RL or NS): America
Occupation: College Student
Age: 26
Dreams/Desires/Goals (fame, Fortune, women, whatever): To get back into The Game (sorry, only one of these allowed)
Oath: I will post at least once a day (Y/N): yes
RP Sample (Keep reading): in the park, a phone rang. a slim woman ran as if her life depended on it. she yanked the receiver off the cradle and spoke frantically into the mouthpiece.

"Hello? Psyren? I know you are there... answer me!"

silence was her reply.

"Please... you gotta let me back in... you need us and they need me... and... i need this... please Pyren... one more tour..." she slowly sank to the ground... the phone receiver falling from limp fingers. "please... you just have to let me back in..."

Above her, a figure stared down at her crumpled form. it's face, hidden by a mask, remained emotionless. then, in a blink.... it was gone.

Axanna was left alone, in the phone booth, a red phone card, a digital readout of 0 displayed in the corner remained in her hand as she clutched it... as if her life, her sanity depended on it.

by **Boriem** » Sun Aug 26, 2012 7:12 pm

I don't quite understand any of what's going on but I'll post an app anyways.

As a question, can you sign up as one of the guys in black?

by **JuNii** » Sun Aug 26, 2012 7:15 pm

Boriem wrote:I don't quite understand any of what's going on but I'll post an app anyways.

As a question, can you sign up as one of the guys in black?

... you could... but the role they play in The Game is so small, you won't be posting much. they are cannon fodder... and yes, there are cannon fodder around... so expect DBZ type fireworks. :twisted:

submit an app... I'll think about it. but really, the MiB's arn't even an 'also starring' in this...

by **SaintB** » Sun Aug 26, 2012 7:17 pm

I can't post once a day only once a week

by **JuNii** » Sun Aug 26, 2012 7:21 pm

SaintB wrote:I can't post once a day only once a week

I expect to set the pacing of this story... and things will be happening almost daily... but it's YOU! aarrrrgggghhhh....

can you promise to at least try? :bow:

by **Neros** » Sun Aug 26, 2012 7:23 pm

So, we've lost the Game already? I'll think about an application, but really, what is "the Game" we're talking about? Fight Club, Battle Royale, Battleship, Twister, Candyland, Survivor Man?

I do like the aura of secrecy, though.

EDIT: Upon reading it again, I think I get the concept better.

by **JuNii** » Sun Aug 26, 2012 7:32 pm

Neros wrote:So, we've lost the Game already? I'll think about an application, but really, what is "the Game" we're talking about? Fight Club, Battle Royale, Battleship, Twister, Candyland, Survivor Man?

... Uh... Yes?

by **SaintB** » Sun Aug 26, 2012 7:45 pm

JuNii wrote:
SaintB wrote:I can't post once a day only once a week

I expect to set the pacing of this story... and things will be happening almost daily... but it's YOU! aarrrrgggghhhh....

can you promise to at least try?

When I get my internet back I can make a guarantee.

by **JuNii** » Sun Aug 26, 2012 8:17 pm

SaintB wrote:
JuNii wrote:I expect to set the pacing of this story... and things will be happening almost daily... but it's YOU! aarrrrgggghhhh....

can you promise to at least try?

When I get my internet back I can make a guarantee.

Here's hoping... You do have till mid oct...

by **JuNii** » Tue Aug 28, 2012 9:30 pm

bump...

by **Elipida** » Thu Aug 30, 2012 6:45 pm

Well, I guess it's time to watch fight club a second time

I'll make an app, and see where this goes...
(I'm going to skin ridiculously close to reality now)

Name: Jason Knight
Country of Origin: Canada
Occupation: Medical Student at the University of Toronto
Age: 20
Dreams/Desires/Goals:

Graduate University with a PhD
Join MSF or Red Cross and travel with them
use Knowledge to help people in need

(Yes, I'm a damn nice guy. I also hate it when people, specifically Americans, call me a commie for having such goals)
Oath: I will post at least once a day (Y/N)
RP Sample You already know me. Do I really? Fine I get it:

It was midnight. Jason walked through Queens Park devoid of anything other than the occasional couple believing that they are alone. He hated the sight, and how it would always remind him of his past relationship. However no matter what turn he made, when he's out for his midnight stroll, he would always find himself at the veterans memorial. He let out a deep sigh, watching the water vapour in his breath condensing into a white cloud. "What happened to us...on that day?"

Suddenly he heard ringing coming from behind the memorial stone. It came from a simple black phone. It seemed rude to answer someone else's phone call, however there was no one near him. The only way he could figure out who it belonged to was to answer. He flipped it open
"Hello?"

"H-Hello?!" The voice belonged to a woman who was breathing heavily, probably running from something...or someone.

"H-hey, Calm down" Jason said, "Are you in trouble?"

However instead she asked him a series of broad questions, asking almost as if her life depended on the answers. And at the end, she asks "Do you wish to play The Game?"

"Wha...?" the caller hanged up, and a small red card slipped out of the Phone. "What is this?" he slid the card into his pocket along with the phone as he looked around for anyone suspicious.

"What is going on...?"

by **JuNii** » Thu Aug 30, 2012 7:53 pm

Elipida wrote:Well, I guess it's time to watch fight club a second time

I'll make an app, and see where this goes...
(I'm going to skin ridiculously close to reality now)

Name: Jason Knight
Country of Origin: Canada
Occupation: Medical Student at the University of Toronto
Age: 20
Dreams/Desires/Goals:
Graduate University with a PhD
Join MSF or Red Cross and travel with them
use Knowledge to help people in need
(Yes, I'm a damn nice guy. I also hate it when people, specifically Americans, call me a commie for having such goals)
Oath: I will post at least once a day (Y/N)
RP Sample You already know me. Do I really? Fine I get it:

It was midnight. Jason walked through Queens Park devoid of anything other than the occasional couple believing that they are alone. He hated the sight, and how it would always remind him of his past relationship. However no matter what turn he made, when he's out for his midnight stroll, he would always find himself at the veterans memorial. He let out a deep sigh, watching the water vapour in his breath condensing into a white cloud. "What happened to us...on that day?"

Suddenly he heard ringing coming from behind the memorial stone. It came from a simple black phone. It seemed rude to answer someone else's phone call, however there was no one near him. The only way he could figure out who it belonged to was to answer. He flipped it open
"Hello?"

"H-Hello?!" The voice belonged to a woman who was breathing heavily, probably running from something...or someone.

"H-hey, Calm down" Jason said, "Are you in trouble?"

However instead she asked him a series of broad questions, asking almost as if her life depended on the answers. And at the end, she asks "Do you wish to play The Game?"

"Wha...?" the caller hanged up, and a small red card slipped out of the Phone. "What is this?" he slid the card into his pocket along with the phone as he looked around for anyone suspicious.

"What is going on...?"

Perfect... App is beefing evaluated... And thanks.

by **JuNii** » Sun Sep 02, 2012 6:35 pm

Prolouge:

ok, I know I said the IC thread will be up in mid Oct... but I need a test run to see if I'm ready to do this...

so... a Prologue thread will be posted later today... it will be kinda a dry run to see if I got my shit together...

by **Elipida** » Sun Sep 02, 2012 6:46 pm

JuNii wrote:Prolouge:

ok, I know I said the IC thread will be up in mid Oct... but I need a test run to see if I'm ready to do this...

so... a Prologue thread will be posted later today... it will be kinda a dry run to see if I got my shit together...

It's really unfortunate that we live in such different time zones. Your mornings is my midnight and visa versa. But I'll try my best to keep up

by **New Babylonia** » Sun Sep 02, 2012 6:59 pm

This. Looks. Awesome.

I'll have an app up soon. I'll more than likely be able to post once a day, or once every day or two at the least. I promise you that.

by **New Babylonia** » Sun Sep 02, 2012 7:22 pm

Application:
Name: Alix (Usually called Al) Blair
Country of Origin (RL or NS): New Babylonia
Occupation: Well...he sorta leads a secret cult. That count?
Age: 17
Dreams/Desires/Goals (fame, Fortune, women, whatever)
-Gain fame
-with this fame, grow his cult of followers to an enormous size
-And then create a Utopian society from this cult
Oath: I will post at least once a day (Y/N)
RP Sample

Al walked briskly down the sidewalk of Emperor St in Babylon. The air was cold, enough to need a jacket, and the cool breeze had a stinging, pleasuring feeling on his uncovered face. The streets were empty, it was 4:30 AM, after all. The dark world around him was only made visible by the standing sentries of light that lined the sidewalk. In his mind, the memories of hours past dance un-opposed throughout his mind. He had been out all night with several friends, including one girl who he had 'more than average feelings' for. It had been one of the greatest nights of his life. He pushed open the iron gate, which had remained the unlocked doorway to his apartment building. He fiddled in his pocket for the key, which seemed to be enjoying a game of hide and seek. Finally he'd gotten the door open. He went up five floors, and to the door of his apartment. As he stepped in, and locked the door, he placed his coat upon a hangar which stood at a firm attention. No more had he done this, than the piercing sound that was his home phone began to ring. He walked over, his eyebrows raised suspiciously at the caller. He picked up the receiver, and answered this unknown entity.

"Hello?" There was no answer, only heavy breathing moved the air around him. "Who are you? And furthermore, how did you get my phone number?" He waited some time for an answer. But instead of this, he received only questions. One after the other, the woman seemed to spit them out as though her mouth were a machine gun. Finally, he'd had enough of this.

"Alright, enough! Who the hell are you? What's with all the questions?" There was no answer. "Hello?!?!?!"

"Do you wish to play the game?" The voice said.

"The ga- what the fuck? What are you talking about? What the hell is going on?!?! Who are y-" The mysterious called hung up, and a red card throws itself out from his phone. He drops the receiver, and picks up the card.

"What the hell just happened?!?"

by **The new old world** » Sun Sep 02, 2012 9:34 pm

Application: The New Old World/Greater stumptown (puppets of each other, if i can only pick one I pick NOW)
Name: John Cai
Country of Origin (RL or NS): USA, specifically Battle Ground, WA
Occupation: Student, Reed College
Age:18
Dreams/Desires/Goals (fame, Fortune, women, whatever)Fame
Oath: I will post at least once a day (Y/N)Yes, but possibly not on Thursdays.
RP Sample

by **JuNii** » Mon Sep 03, 2012 5:47 pm

hmm... what to do with those that fail to post once a day... they're in a strange environment and they do... nothing...

bug food?

hmm... need to think about this...

by **New Babylonia** » Mon Sep 03, 2012 6:26 pm

JuNii wrote:hmm... what to do with those that fail to post once a day... they're in a strange environment and they do... nothing...

bug food?

hmm... need to think about this...

Whoa, whoa, whoa! I'm here, please don't turn me to food for the nonexistent bugs in that nearly non-existent ruin of a town!

by **Rupudska** » Wed Sep 05, 2012 4:36 pm

DBZ level fireworks? So, what, do we get powers at some point?

by **JuNii** » Wed Sep 05, 2012 4:48 pm

Rupudska wrote:DBZ level fireworks? So, what, do we get powers at some point?

oh... a sharp one... :clap:

*cough*
maaayyyybeee...
*Cough*

by **Rupudska** » Wed Sep 05, 2012 4:56 pm

JuNii wrote:
Rupudska wrote:DBZ level fireworks? So, what, do we get powers at some point?
oh... a sharp one...
*cough*
maaayyyybeee...
*Cough*

I love you.

by **Dalkarth** » Wed Sep 05, 2012 6:34 pm

Application:
Name: Ellie Tananka
Country of Origin (RL or NS): Japanese-American living in Toronto, Canada
Occupation: Self-Employed Android/iOS Video Game Producer
Age: 28
Dreams/Desires/Goals: To retire before the age of 40, to adopt a "Brangelina Clan", to get married before the age of 40 but with a prenuptial agreement, to collect numerous zombie apocalypse gear, to win the international grand-master title for chess, (insert other intellectual based achievements here)
Oath: I will post at least once a day (Y/N) Y for 4 and/or 5 days out of the week maybe on the weekends since I "usually" put in 14-16 hour days.
RP Sample:

Ellie was typing away at her custom designed slick black and luminescent green Tazer keyboard she had plans to put on the market two months from now after she finished beta testing the new ergonomic form that would reduce hand cramping. "Oh, I know those longcats are becoming quite the overused meme the days isn't it?" Elli said over her Skype phone she used to talk to her fellow professionals. "Yeah they are starting to---" The headphones made an interrupting white noise while her computer screen went black. Then she tapped the monitor trying to get it to come back on as if she truly believed that a cosmic force would magically...

Then Ellie heard a heavy breath on the other end of the conversation through her headphones. "Jordan!? Is that you? My computer is having a bit of an..." But, it wasn't Jordan it was some woman beginning to ask a series of questions. First Ellie thought why should I even bother with this silly thing but after the first few questions she became a bit curious as to how the woman on the line could ask questions that contained detail that only she would know or someone nearby. Ellie continued to answer the questions closing the blinds and going to her zombie weapon collection and picking up a weapon to defend herself from some creepy stalker. On the next to last question Ellie was asked, "do you like to play games?"

Ellie answered, "yes." Seemingly against her will as if there was some truth serum being injected into her ears. Then the last question came...

"Would you like to play the game?"

"Yes."

Ellie answered with an almost instinct like reaction to the word game. Immediately, upon answering the question her 3D printer spit out a small red card with some eerie wording on it. "Oh, shit! What the hell did I just do?"

by **Dalkarth** » Wed Sep 05, 2012 6:50 pm

So I see you guys have started a pre-thread as a test run? Purpose?
(btw is it just me or does that pre-loaded flag look like double headed sausage?)

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