Sign Up Real to Me [M-LS, severe angst]

[Ezekiel]

[COLOR=DarkSlateGray][SIZE=1][CENTER][B][U]Real to Me[/U][/B][/CENTER]

I watch people going about their daily lives. Milling around through the busy street, trying desperately to get to their work on time. Worrying about what they will cook for dinner tonight as they struggle with cheap, supermarket carrier bags.

I watch as they come in and visit their loved ones, some are dying, but they have accepted it now. I watch as mothers cry as they are told that their son only has 3 months to live.
Yes, I see it [B]all[/B].

I see it all from my white covered bed, here, in the corner of the Ward for Special cases. Meaning those people who will never leave the hospital and will [B]die[/B] with the smell of disinfectant filling their lungs.

Nothing but the [B]chilling[/B] white walls surround me, a boring and seemingly pointless existence if you ask me. But of course, Euthanasia is frowned upon, for minors like myself especially.

But the thing I don?t get is?. I feel fine. Why am I [B]still here[/B]? Why have I not had a visitor for [B]4 years[/B]? Why does no one [B]care[/B] anymore?. this is a life that no one should have to go through, and I wish everyday that it would [B]end[/B].

But then?I saw [B]you[/B], didn?t I? On that cold morning, 1 week before another lonely Christmas, I looked out to the snow covered streets and spotted you.
You looked?[B]amazing[/B]. I knew it from the first glance that I was in [B]love[/B] and I knew that even just [B]one brief moment [/B] with you would make this miserable existence slightly more bearable.

Now, one day before Christmas, I need to get out. I need someone to help me from this place?I need to see you.
Or at least get you to [B]notice me[/B]. I guess now all I can do is [B]pray[/B], pray that you will look up for a moment and catch my gaze.

Maybe?. maybe I?ll wake up one day?. and realise that none of this was [B]real[/B]?. If I wake up and find myself in your arms, I?ll [B]cry [/B] with[B] joy[/B]. I tell myself that all of this is just a dream and when I do wake up, I?ll have [B]love[/B]. I?ll have [B]you[/B]. I?ll have [B]happiness[/B].

[B]Grant me this one wish, God, it?s Christmas?.[/B]

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[CENTER];_; Angsty RP idea sparked by Brian McFadden?s song, Real to Me.

[U]Info:[/U] I?m playing a girl that has been hospitalised for most of her life; her family has abandoned her and now the hospital won?t release her because she has nowhere to go. She knows that she has been cured of her disease but is certain that she will die lonely in a hospital bed. But then she sees a boy doing his Christmas shopping and it?s a case of love at first site.
Now she desperately wants to get out of hospital to meet up with him and she wants it to happen before Christmas, which gives her about 24 hours.
You will play, well, anyone in the town. I?d like maybe a nurse or a doctor that?s close to her, someone who will help her out.
Of course, we?ll need the boy. But the catch is, I?ll only choose him when all the sign ups are in. So basically, I could pick any of the guys that aren?t connected with the hospital, it just depends on what you write.

If you want, you can write in first person like I did, or you can just use the usual third person, I really don't mind.

I think that should be it, any questions should be sent by PM, I?ll post an Underground thread when and if the RP starts.

[U]Sign up-[/U]

[B]Name:[/B]
[B]Age:[/B] [17+]
[B]Gender:[/B]
[B]Appearance:[/B] [pic or good description]
[B]Occupation:[/B]
[B]Personality:[/B] This should be at least two paragraphs
[B]Bio:[/B] Optional, leads for further development. Basically, this is just for the people who feel like adding some interesting information about their character.[/CENTER][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Vicky]

[SIZE=1][B]Meh, why not?

Name:[/B] Andrew Parkinson (geez... I need to find better last names)

[B]Age:[/B] 24

[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Appearance:[/B] -[URL=http://planetmyhill.com/EmeraldSpellbook/Fanart/RemusLupin5.jpg]Click Here[/URL]

[B]Occupation:[/B] Doctor

[B]Personality:[/B] Andy (as he prefers to be called) is a young Doctor who has been working as a doctor for only a year or so. He's a calm man most of the time, but normally stutters or forgets his words in sentences sometimes. Though when under pressure Andy can talk smoothly and has no problem forgetting his words. He sees himself (after a year) as a young, un-skilled doctor who would rather just talk to people in the hospital, but no one else says that. He takes what people say to the heart most of the time but he does have a sense of humour and can tell a joke from the truth. Andy is serious in his job most of the time, so it is very hard to find him laughing while at work.

Andy is quite caring and, as said before, takes what people say to the heart. He likes to give a good impression, though and always wants to help someone. If it puts his job at risk, though, he's not [I]too[/I] keen on doing it. Andy is pretty much a loner outside of work since he only lives with his grandmother and doesn't have many people to talk to. He would rather go for walks on his own outside of work than with someone, though in the hospital he's always open to discussing things with people.

[B]Bio:[/B] Andy's parents died when he was a boy, and from then he lived with his grand parents. At first, Andy wanted to attend college and become a writer of some sort, but he was lead away to a life as a doctor. The rest of his family were across the world, so he hadn't seen anyone else other than his grand parents. Since Andy was 10, he's always had a dog named Snowy, a white dog which, ironically was born on Christmas. He still has her now and is one of the two things Andy looks forward two when going home. Andy works closely with one person who has been in hospital for awhile, a girl who was cured but had no family to go back too. Andy was greatful that he atleast had someone to go home too after his grandfather died. He stayed with his grandmother so she wouldn't be alone.

Though Andy makes a nice amount of money, he still lives in a small house and saves his money up for future needs. He doesn't look forward to Christmas for presents, he just does because he does. Andy gives gifts but he isn't bothered if he gets anything back, it's been like that since his parents died, even though his grand parents gave him presents, he didn't feel like he had a place in Christmas.[/SIZE]

[Engel]

[color=deepskyblue][size=1][b]Name:[/b] Alex Sapphire

[b]Age:[/b] 17

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Appearance:[/b] Alex has blue-white hair and a soft, smooth face. His deep sapphire eyes illimunate all of his world. Alex's lithe, but strong arms and legs are beautifully corresponded by a slightly tan complextion. His overall handsome face is torn by a large scar on his stomach. Alex stands about 5'10, and weights a smallish 134lbs. Gentle features are his forte, as he knows how to comfort.

Alex wears a white t-shirt with a dark blue button up shirt that lays open on his chest. Alex's white cargo pants and white and red shoes correspond perfectly.
Somtimes Alex will wear a normal blue shirt, with black cargo pants, a red button up shirt, and blue and white adias shoes.

[b]Occupation:[/b] Du Do do...erm...how about: Heavy Labour for Accutemp Inc.? (They make steamers and griddles, go to Applebees and into the kitchen and you'll see)

[b]Personality:[/b] Alex seems cold and indifferent to almost all of the people he's ever seen. However, owhen he's around good people, the cold exterior is torn away, you get to see the affectionate and passonate side of him, where his gentle side takes over and he helps you through your toughest time with a concerned face, but a warming smile also.

Alex is a caretaker by nature, and he'll help out and save any animals that come his way, although he has no objection to fur coats, leather jackets or the like, or at least it seems. Alex has dealt with death, his own family deceased, and sickness, from his sister having been born with a severe lung cancer.

Alex hardly stutters, even when afraid. His intelligence is more of that of his knowledge of the street, but he has a good head on his shoulders.

[b]Bio:[/b] Blank, for now.[/color][/size]

OOC: I Hope that's good enough....
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[Persona]

[COLOR=Silver][B]Name:[/B] Surray Kind (Name pronounced Sue ray?they call me Dr.kind ^_^)
[B]Age:[/B] 25
[B]Gender:[/B] Female
Appearance: [url]http://pantransit.reptiles.org/images/2000-01-30/axcard_02.jpg[/url]
[B]Occupation:[/B] Doctor
[B]Personality: [/B] I am a serious type female, who believes that nothing is easy and you have to work in order to get by in life. I?m a very intellectual women and wise, but I also love romance stories and always like to help out those who have trouble in love. I am also a humble doctor who loves my patients and my job, but don?t let my humbleness fool you. Because deep down inside I?m filled with never-ending sadness, due to my tragic past. I?m very dependable and trust worthy. People always come to me and ask for advice, even my patients. I have so much love for everyone?that I?m not even sure I have enough love for myself. Even though I am sad inside, I still show up at work with a smile on my face and bring my humbleness to all. I just feel so happy when I?m at work, there I feel important and loved. There I have a life and its constantly changing.
Some times I can be very cruel to my friends, because when they get to close to me, I feel the need to push them away. For the fear that I may lose them or hurt them in any way. I lost my husband about three years ago, he as murdered by his own brother. So when I found this out, I went mad and searched for his brother. I did find him and I killed him. I claimed self defense and they believed me, he did attack me after all. Ever since that day I felt so dark and dismal, that I began to lose myself. That?s why I?m so cruel to others that I love for fear that if something happens to them, I might lose it and do something stupid.

[B]Bio:[/B] I was born in a rich family, my family is old money. If you do not know it means my family have been born rich and not inherited. New money means that you inherited from one of your deceased family member, plus they don?t consider you as their kind (rich kind snobs). Yes my family were a bunch of snobs and I was not. I was interested in what I wanted to do and be with. I was like a black sheep in the family of Kind. Hump1 Kind??what a last name?they were anything less than kind. My family were cruel to those that were beneath them, but me I loved those who were beneath them. I always hanged out with the poor and actually fought to go to a public school. So my parents finally gave in and just left me alone. They showed little interest in me. I had seven siblings?none close to me. I hated them all and worked my way out of the so called ?kind? family. Once I was old enough like 16, I went to court and asked for my independence. They let me have it and I was free. At age 18, I went entered college for my Doctor certification diploma. There I met my beloved, Mathew. It was love at first site and we wed at age 20. Everything was 22, he was murdered ::starts to cry::. That damn bastard killed my husband! I miss him so much, but what made me keep on going?was my compassion for my job and my patient.
My patient is a special one, I?ve grow fond of her. I observe her on the white covered bed, looking at the white walls of her room. I felt bad for her, because like me her family abandoned her and no one came to see her. So I took it upon myself to be her companion and friend. She is very bright and lovely. I admire her will to be free, recently she has told me that she has fallen in love. Of course me being a romance queen, I will help her. Help her escape this jail, that she does not belong in. I wonder if I can take her in and help her live a life. was fine and I became a Doctor and my husband became a surgeon. But when I [/COLOR]

Hope this is good, if not then pm me.

[Guest Sean]

[SIZE=1]Meh, why not?
[COLOR=SlateGray]
IC:
Name: Isaac Jacobson

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Appearance: [URL=http://www.game-loader.de/psycko-manga/grafix/gallery/guy1/FUSHIGI_YUUGI_7.jpg]Click[/URL]

Occupation: (You've had enough of me in your RP's to know what this is going to be) Lead Guitarist for an Un-Signed band. Him and 3 others tour the city, looking for gigs, shelter and ofcourse food.

Personality: (OOC: Hope this format is ok?)[/COLOR]
[18 - 09 - 2004][COLOR=SlateGray] OOC(Again): I'm hoping thats the year....[/COLOR]
Diary Entry -
Today has been an uneventful, yet alone boring day for the band. We're all happy though, we did arrange for a gig sometime in a week. So we'll get fed once more, plus we're having to buy our famailies presents. Pah. But so far, i've been quite pisssed off at the rest of them, there going all bitchy, and these are guys. I'm trying to learn some more stuff on the guitar just now, so i'll better get doing that or i'll get yelled at.

[COLOR=SlateGray](I'm hoping that displays the point i was trying to get at. The band as a whole can get on fine, but once they get in there groups they get 'bitchy'. Also Isaac ain't a very happy guy at the best times. Hope you can see all my meanings in there)

Bio: Isaac grew up in a small town outside a few big cities. He made his way through playing his acoustic out in the streets. But he realised way before then that he couldn't just play some sad little traditional folk tune. He needed Metal, Heavy Metal. Joining up with a few guys he knew, they made there way into one of the big cities. Bank full of money, and hearts full of hope. They did a few gigs, instant hits around the place. But they needed more of there own material, thats alll they needed and they would have a signing. Thats what there hopes are for Christmas....[/COLOR][/SIZE]