Still Probably Modio
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You wake up. Where are you? You remember that you were going hiking with your parents. But... but your in a house now. You... you remember. You ran here. Ran inside to hide from something. But what? You see a scrap of paper on the floor. You pick it up. It looks like a poem of some sort.
You put the page down. It stirs a memory. You remember what you were running from. And your parents... Oh my God, your parents.
You need to escape.
YOU NEED TO RUN.
Welcome. This RP is simple- your in a house with many exits. And your not alone.
Gameplay? I type your surroundings, you control your character.
Character? Based off yourself, as much as possible.
Ending? Well, that's up to you, isn't it?
There will be one person per RP, and this sign up will remain open for quite a while. Every person who signs up gets a Private RP, and tries getting out by themselves.
Good luck, and don't die.
SIGN UP.
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They say that monsters come only at night,
That light will drive them away.
But not all creatures follow this rule,
Safety not certain during the day.
He hides on the fringes of your vision,
Brief glimpses of the distorted.
He slithers and writhes behind your eyes,
Reaching for you, limbs contorted.
Before you know it your children are taken,
And now it's come down to you.
His breath is oppressive, his presence acidic,
He feels pity is undue.
Suddenly, trapped in his grasp so tight,
You struggle to break yourself free.
He laughs and he gurgles and he screeches with glee,
He turns your head for you to see.
Your children are crying though their eyes are removed,
They collapse, still and silent.
His arms and legs bend pulling you closer,
The man's eyes dark and violent.
He strikes and he cuts, your skin flays open,
Your soul to weak to resist.
This should not have happened, if only you had listened,
Never go into his forest.
That light will drive them away.
But not all creatures follow this rule,
Safety not certain during the day.
He hides on the fringes of your vision,
Brief glimpses of the distorted.
He slithers and writhes behind your eyes,
Reaching for you, limbs contorted.
Before you know it your children are taken,
And now it's come down to you.
His breath is oppressive, his presence acidic,
He feels pity is undue.
Suddenly, trapped in his grasp so tight,
You struggle to break yourself free.
He laughs and he gurgles and he screeches with glee,
He turns your head for you to see.
Your children are crying though their eyes are removed,
They collapse, still and silent.
His arms and legs bend pulling you closer,
The man's eyes dark and violent.
He strikes and he cuts, your skin flays open,
Your soul to weak to resist.
This should not have happened, if only you had listened,
Never go into his forest.
You put the page down. It stirs a memory. You remember what you were running from. And your parents... Oh my God, your parents.
You need to escape.
YOU NEED TO RUN.
Welcome. This RP is simple- your in a house with many exits. And your not alone.
Gameplay? I type your surroundings, you control your character.
Character? Based off yourself, as much as possible.
Ending? Well, that's up to you, isn't it?
There will be one person per RP, and this sign up will remain open for quite a while. Every person who signs up gets a Private RP, and tries getting out by themselves.
Good luck, and don't die.
SIGN UP.
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GENDER
AGE
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