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Dec 29, 2007 18:49:13 GMT -5
Post by Race on Dec 29, 2007 18:49:13 GMT -5
Yes,thats right my friends a RENT RPG! It popped into my head two seconds ago. Like it takes place after what happens in the movie/broadway play.
Roger: Me Mark: Tellie Maureen:Tellie Mimi: Brooklyn Joanne: Brooklyn
If you wanna put their profiles,put them. I'm putting Rogers cause I'm bored and he's sexy.lol
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Dec 30, 2007 17:58:02 GMT -5
Post by Race on Dec 30, 2007 17:58:02 GMT -5
Character Name: Roger Davis Nick Names: Age: twenties Gender: Male Occupation :Musician Physical Description (pictures don't cut it, EXPLAIN how they look): shoudler length golden brown hair with green eyes. he's probably about 5'11 at my best guess (which is a bad guess). His clothing style could be called rocker mixed with grunge. Picture of character: Personality: He's quiet,but can be loud when the time calls for it. He has a sense of humor like anyone else does. He also has a temper and doesn't like to get close to anyone. History: Roger is a recovering heroin addict. Just to get that out now to continue. He had a girlfriend who died and he's still trying to get over even though he has Mimi now, it took him forever to let Mimi even get close to him, a. because of his old girlefriend,and b. Mimi did drugs. He didn't want to be tempted so he tried to chase Mimi away,but she loved him and he loved her,he just didn't want his heart broken again. They argued alot after Angel,a friend of theirs died and Roger went off to try and make money off of his guitar, it didn't work and he ended up coming back to New York,on the way back he wrote a song about Mimi, she had haunted him the whole time he'd been away.When he came back he discovered Mimi had been missing,when they found her she had been in the park,literally dying.They brought her to Mark and Roger's apartment, Roger stood over her and sand her his song.When he thought she had died because her body went still he continued it, and she came back claiming Angel had told her to go and "listen to that boy's song." That's all I can remember right now,my memory is shot.lol.
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Jan 4, 2008 14:14:40 GMT -5
Post by Race on Jan 4, 2008 14:14:40 GMT -5
((Ima start this thing,kay?))
Roger Davis sat on the sofa,his guitar propped up in his lap,a pencil hanging out of his mouth like some kind of weird yellow cigarette. He read over the lyrics he'd written on a notepad, cursed,and erased some of them. He sighed, leaning back, the chords of his guitar making a slight twing as he moved his leg, "It died." he muttered, "Their sucky lyrics and they died." he didn't hear the door open.
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Jan 4, 2008 14:29:45 GMT -5
Post by Tellie on Jan 4, 2008 14:29:45 GMT -5
"You look happy," Mark Cohen said as he entered he loft he'd shared with Roger ever since they got out of college. He pushed his glasses up his nose to keep them from slipping and headed inside, dropping the handful of mail he was carrying on the kitchen counter, then began to go through it. "Junk, junk, junk, jury duty, junk, you've won $1,000, junk...."
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Jan 4, 2008 14:34:47 GMT -5
Post by Race on Jan 4, 2008 14:34:47 GMT -5
"Wow, 1,000 dollars, think it's true?'" Roger commented,he picked the piece of paper he'd been writing on for an hour up and crumpled it up,throwing it across the room, "I'm having a creative block, I think." he stared at the crumpled up piece of paper on the floor. "Sucky lyrics."
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Jan 4, 2008 14:37:48 GMT -5
Post by Tellie on Jan 4, 2008 14:37:48 GMT -5
Mark dumped all of the mail in the trash. "Of course it's not true. It's a scam, I'm 99.9% sure of it." He took his camera out of his messenger bag and set it on the counter lovingly, making sure not to scratch it or anything. "I got no good footage today," he said, disappointedly. He'd been out around New York trying to find inspiration for his next documentary, and so far....nothing.
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Jan 4, 2008 14:46:36 GMT -5
Post by Brooklyn on Jan 4, 2008 14:46:36 GMT -5
Collins looked up at the familiar building he visited every Christmas that bore his two best friends, Roger and Mark. He had brought some food and wine as usual. He set down the bucket he was carrying it in and called up to their window to get the keys. "HEY MARK! ROGER!"
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Jan 4, 2008 14:47:47 GMT -5
Post by Race on Jan 4, 2008 14:47:47 GMT -5
Roger went over to the window,looking out and seeing Collins "Hey!" he yelled,running back in and grabbing the keys, he pitched them to Collins "C'mon up!"
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Jan 4, 2008 14:49:00 GMT -5
Post by Tellie on Jan 4, 2008 14:49:00 GMT -5
"And don't get mugged this time!" Mark yelled out to Collins, laughing. They were never going to let him forget the time he got mugged when he was supposed to be heading into the building.
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Jan 4, 2008 14:51:36 GMT -5
Post by Brooklyn on Jan 4, 2008 14:51:36 GMT -5
Collins caught the keys with ease and picked up his bucket before unlocking the door and entering the building. "Merry Christmas you two!" he said brightly as he entered.
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Jan 4, 2008 14:54:29 GMT -5
Post by Race on Jan 4, 2008 14:54:29 GMT -5
"You still in one piece?" Roger asked,grinning.
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Jan 4, 2008 14:57:15 GMT -5
Post by Brooklyn on Jan 4, 2008 14:57:15 GMT -5
Collins laughed. "As together as I'm gonna be," he said, winking at them.
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Jan 4, 2008 15:07:33 GMT -5
Post by Race on Jan 4, 2008 15:07:33 GMT -5
Roger laughed, getting off of the couch to greet his friend,and pick up the paper wad. Maybe he could do something with those lyrics, "What's in your Christmas stash this year?" he asked,eyeing the bucket.
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Jan 4, 2008 15:08:33 GMT -5
Post by Tellie on Jan 4, 2008 15:08:33 GMT -5
"Smirnoff," Mark said immediately, eyeing his favorite drink. He took the bottle out of the bucket and read the label. "Great find, Collins. I thought this was sold out everywhere around here."
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Jan 4, 2008 15:10:16 GMT -5
Post by Brooklyn on Jan 4, 2008 15:10:16 GMT -5
Collins smirked slightly. "Hehe...I got connections."
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