Young Writers Society

Premise:

So yeah, basically, this is a cyberpunk storybook. Think constant cloud cover, frequent rain, massive dark cities, neon, Asian lettering everywhere. Basically, think Blade Runner. And in the center of it is you. Maybe you're a cop struggling to maintain order, an average joe trying to make it in this horribly dystopian envrionment. Or maybe you're a criminal trying to make it big while you still can, before a horrible respiratory disease takes you down at 35. It's up to you.

Characters:

Rules:

1. No godmodding, duh

2. No killing off other people's characters, you know the drill

3. No explicit descriptions of sex.

Other than that, this is meant to be a pretty dark and gritty imagining of a cyberpunk world. Swear up a storm. Do crazy drugs (ideally fictional ones, like that eye drop stuff in Looper). Go crazy. Life is miserable and brutally short in this world and the people better reflect it, darn it.

Oh, and a sidenote - while not strictly enforced, I do sorta want there to be a lack of the traditional female characters I notice cluttering the SBs here. Teenage girls who are quirky and upbeat despite whatever situation they're in who are also excellent at whatever. Maybe I am nuts but I notice a lot of these characters. Let's aim for as realist and grounded characters as we can.

Here's a DT for your profiles and other SB related needs!: The Future Is Now DT

This sounds awesome!! I will definitely join. When i have a good character idea haha XD, please keep me updated and i look forward to seeing you on the other side. lulz

If it's okay with you, I would like to join!

I'd love to join!

Sure, you're all welcome to join! Just slap those profiles up on the DT! Once we get one more person I think we can go!

I'd like to join if that's okay

Of course!

Once everyone has their profiles posted, we can get started!

And just so everyone knows, after we start you are always welcome to make a profile and join! I want five to ten more people for this storybook, so there's plenty of space left if you're interested.

My, my, my. Ain't this interesting.

I would be happy to join such an interesting Storybook, if you don't mind. As for my character, most likely I'll be doing a guy, since Storybooks tend to have a female lean.

You're more than welcome to join! Once we have five profiles in the DT it's go time!

It would be awesome if I could join, this SB seems super interesting. I will have a profile up pronto too.

Awesome! The more the merrier!

I'm in!^^

Okay, everyone. Since we now have enough profiles posted, we'll be starting
Wednesday. If you've posted that you want to join but haven's posted a profile, I urge you to post as soon as you can.

Also, to those interested in joining who haven't posted, we have one spot left! I'll make a few exceptions if you really wanted to join, but just didn't have the time to post, but only a few. If that's the case for you, just shoot me a PM and you're more than welcome to post a profile and join.

Aaaaand here we go!!

Logan

The room was a goddamn mess. Logan paced over to the mangled corpse crumpled in the corner and rolled it over onto its back. The face was chock full of glass shards. Grimacing, he started pulling them out, one by one, till the face was free of them. Next he bent and wiped its face clean of blood. Now it looked presentable enough. He pulled his phone from his pocket and snapped a quick photo of the m angled face and sent it to his employer. Some drug kingpin. He dealt in the heavy shit, the stuff Logan never touched. Logan headed towards the smashed window the man had come hurtling through two minutes earlier. The man's totaled hover bike was smoking, and likely soon to catch fire. It was a brand new model and now it was ruined.

"Damn shame." Logan muttered, before gingerly climbing out the window and sliding onto his old bike and taking off into the night. As he bobbed and weaved through the traffic, he checked his watch. It was barely ten thirty.

A shower to get this blood off of me, he thought, and then to the clubs.

He sighed and sped off into the night.

Name:
Name:Sarah midland
Gender:female
Age (17 and up, folks):17
Appearance (optional):light brown hair, hazel eyes, 5'11, sunkissed skin, curvy
Profession:student, in literature
Personality:tends to put people before herself, thinks she's less important, very caring, yet thinks she's invisible, can be shy sometimes and even when she's boiling with anger, she tends to looks calm, but can sometimes burst.
She's always a shoulder to cry on, but doesent want to burden people with her problems.
History:Her father was a drunk, and could occasionly get a slap on his worst nights, her mother died when she was 3. So, she tended to look after herself in her life, had no one to care,love or look after her, which is why she's independent but has low self esteem
Up for love?:yup (she's striaght)
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