-.LIMBO.- [Open & Accepting!]

[crystwolf]

This might be a little Trigger-y for some people. It involves death.

LIMBO
People often wonder about how it would be like if they died. It's a sudden, random thought, and you don't even know why you think of that. It's a burst of curiosity, others say. Besides, many believe that if you did die, you would simply not exist, nothing would happen. It would all go black, and that was the end.
However, you don't really know until you found out, would you?

One fateful day, you got into an unfortunate incident that knocked you unconscious. I wouldn't say death, but you could  call it that. Everything goes black, and you're unsure how long it is until you wake. Well, the first thing that hits you is the smell. The horrible stench of death, blood and ash. Next, you realize that you're sitting on soft grass, in the middle of a creepy forest, that is surrounded by darkness. The only source of light comes from the small gaps in the canopy above, and they seem to come from nowhere - you can't see any sky, clouds, or sun. Not even the moon. Behind the dim lights is blackness. You're left with nothing - No phone, no laptop, no weapon, nothing. Just your clothes, and yourself, of
course.

Yet, while you look like you're in the forest, the grass is short, like a newly trimmed lawn. Plus, there's an eerie silence around you, as if no animals or insects inhabited this place.

You get up and start to find out where you are, but you don't know what's coming your way.

At least, not yet...

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LIMBO


A Dark, creepy and frightening Forest that seems to go on endlessly. The only source of light is coming from the gaps in the canopy above. Other than that, it is surrounded by darkness. The grass here is unusually short and not overgrown as it should be, and none of the trees look old. The area is eerily quiet, no sound of chirping insects or fluttering of birds. Yet, some creatures still lurk around. This place is called Limbo.
 
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Normal RP rules apply. There's a warning for gore here, so. c:

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Application Thingamajig
Name
Gender
Age
Personality
History
Family
Cause of 'Death'
Others

Survive.

[crystwolf]

[Proquail]

" I'm waking up to ash and dust. "

Name  Lucas James Stinson
Gender  Male
Age Twenty three
Personality Lucas is very subtle. He has always prefered to be alone and doing his own thing rather than with the crowd. That eventually built him up into an amazingly smart man, studying Cells and biology. He wanted to make discoveries like no other, and he did. Which led up to his murder, unfortunately.

History Lucas was what anyone would consider a nerd from kindergarten throughout highschool. Until the sudden blessings of good looks did him justice. He had became smart, and his parents already rich, he followed his dreams. He got extremely far, and at one point, discovered a new form of life. One strong enough to kill cancer cells, but he had yet to find out if they were parasitic. It was too late by the time his father had found out, and his mother was sick with cancer. He didnt give the newly found cells up, and was killed by his own father.
Family Doesn't matter anymore.
Cause of 'Death' Murdered by his father.

[crystwolf]

Welcome! o3o You can start first, If you'd like.))

[Proquail]

Alright, dont really know much of what to start off with, but here goes.


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The sudden emptiness of black faded, eyes opened to a world of foggy light. He could feel the nervous pit in his stomach, and instantly he picked himself up from the ground. His orbs focused better, and pupils reflected the scene of purely nothing but trees and fog. Moss invaded some of the foliage, yet not a bus was to be seen. Quite an odd attribute for a forest such as this one. He rubbed his eyes, not remembering how he had gotten here really. He raked one hand through his fine dark brown hair, and stood in dis-belief for a second. It felt as if his heart pounded its way out of his chest, and left the nervous feeling behind. He could sense other beings, but unfortunately fog and confusion led him nowhere.

[crystwolf]

Kaos' face immediately turned into a grimace as her consciousness returned, the stench of something sharp and stinging filling her senses. It was familiar, but she couldn't place a finger on it. Finally opening her eyes in small blinks, she pushed herself up into a half-sit, looking around. Her eyes slowly became accustomed to the darkness quickly enough, and she could just make out the shapes of thin trees - with the help of a stream of sunlight through a gap in the canopy.

Wait, no...That wasn't sunlight. Blinking in confusion, she looked around the silent area, memories slowly rushing all at once in her head. Running through the narrow maze of the city's alleyways that she thought she knew so well, ending up to be cornered, sharp pains erupted as she was beaten, only for a sharp blade to pierce through her neck. Eyes widening slightly, her left hand flew up to feel around her neck. Nothing. No wounds, no pain. She retracted her hand and stared at it. No wet feeling of blood.

She narrowed her eyes and stood fully, surveying the area once more. Where the hell was she? And, why was it so quiet...? She almost felt afraid to call out, the silence was that deafening. However, with a little hesitation, she did. "Hello?" She yelled, her voice hoarse as though she'd been screaming for a while. She heard her own scratchy voice echo, as though she was in a cave and not in a forest.

But, she had to admit, the forest was indeed beautiful...And familiar.

[Vask]

"If you don't want a sarcastic answer, don't ask a stupid question."

Name: Avery Stone

Gender: Female

Age: 14(Looks younger)

Personality: Avery is a dangerous girl. She doesn't like to listen to orders, and very often fends for herself. Considering her past, Avery can be extremely cold and edgy. However, her base personality is creative, whimsical, and outgoing. This female is curious at heart, and persistent. She always tends to stick out in a crowd. Avery can be, even for her age, extremely intimidating. She was never a bully, but her past shows that she eventually had to learn to defend herself. Almost always, Avery stands in the face of her fears and overcomes them quickly, which is why not many things frighten her. Her mind is very creative, but be warned, Avery is a master con-artist. She can trick you into things and talk circles around you like it's nothing. Avery is also naturally active, never wanting to sit still for a moment, and feeling as if she isn't worth anything if she isn't participating. Avery is known to speak her mind as well, letting people know what she thinks and giving ideas. If she feels strongly about something, expect to hear from her. She is also a very quick thinker, and light on her feet. Decisions are easy to make, and she is very agile.

History(Made it shorter and without much details): Avery was born into an abusive family. She was pushed around by her mother, father, and older siblings. They hit her, teased her, and her parents were hopeless alchoholics(sp?) Not only this, but she was also bullied in her studies due to being the 'odd one'. Eventually she died, and all of them wondered why she never 'liked' them very much.

Family: Her mother, Father, and two brothers are dead to her. Madison, her 16 year old sister is her best friend. They protect each other, and she loves her dearly. Or she did...

Cause of 'Death': Beaten to death by drunk father

Others:
(1) She has an amazing singing voice
(2) Feels connected to the forest
(3) Although 14, Avery could easily take down a grown man using only fighting techniques
(4) She is a wise-cracker, and extremely sarcastic
(5) Wearing ripped jeans, a black sweater, and a grey T-shirt underneath
(6) Silence is one of her weapons
(7) Naturally looks fragile because of her very slim figure. Though she is the opposite.

[crystwolf]

Welcome!~ :3))

[Vask]

(Thanks!)

The tired female awoke slowly, the rotten stench of dank mist filling her nose. She felt herself scrunch her nose up tight, trying to mask the smell. Her amazingly bright blue eyes, rounded with an essence of shining green around her pupil flicked open to see a dark world around her. It was a dense forest full of trees, yet the nothingness seemed to close in around her. It looked cold, unwelcoming, and empty. But strange enough, Avery felt none of these things as she slowly rose from where she lay flat on her back. The short trimmed grass smelled new and fresh, but the air around her said different.

For a what seemed like endless time, Avery stared into the nothingness in front of her in a dase. Almost like a ton of bricks, painful memories invaded her thoughts and whirled around her head at 100 miles per hour. She lay cowering on the floor, crimson red blood pooling around her shaking body slowly as she looked sacredly up at a large man. He had a scruffy beard, and his face slightly blurred in her mind. What was completely in focus was the liquor bottle. The man kick her repeatedly, punching at her head and stomach. The girl took in a sharp breath as the man gave a last sharp kick to her neck, and a searing pain traveled up and down her whole body. The pain radiated across her back, throbbed in her head, and even pulsed into her finger tips before everything went black. For a moment, her heart skipped as she looked down at herself. No pain? Hm.

Now, Avery blinked a few times, craning her head to look around cautiously. No birds chirping in song, or even bugs humming as the female was used to. Her bright red hair stuck out in the clumps of dull tall trees. Carefully, she looked up and saw a gentle light, almost like a glow from a candle, coming from above the treetops. Avery slowly made her way into a standing position, but did not dare to take a step. It was as if the world would again go black if she tried. The fourteen year old swallowed, "H...Hello?" She managed to say. Nothing but the eerie silence seemed to be around her.

[crystwolf]

She thought she had heard a sound nearby, but as she looked around, nobody was here. Her fingers slowly curled to form a fist, and without wasting any more time she started to walk in a direction, emerald eyes glancing about the forest. This would be an ideal place for her to relax at, actually, if it wasn't so quiet. As she continued, the sound of leaves crunching beneath her boots broke the air.

Come to think of it, why did everything look so new? The bark of the trees - Upon getting a closer look - was unscratched and smooth, and no insects crawled over it. The grass was short and not overgrown as it should be, and the leaves on the ground weren't wilted, as though they had just fallen. She played with her Long nails absentmindedly, not quite sure where she was heading, or what she was heading into. At least, she hoped to find some form of life, other than the plants.

Leaves crunched again, but this time it wasn't under her shoes. She quickly glanced to the side, but once more saw nothing. She swore she heard something...Was her mind playing tricks on her?