Friends! This is an attempt to create an account of a sci-fi adventure in collaboration with those who are interested in this kind of literary role-playing game. All you need to do is to get a feel of the theme presented here, assume a role and put down your account in the form of journals (one day at a time). So, here we go! Theme: Year 2807 AD. The earth has long become uninhabitable due to extreme pollution. Humans have started to launch gigantic spaceships carrying people, which are actually space colonies. One such spaceship named Terra#09 leaves Earth for deep space with XXXX number of citizens from different countries. The occupants call themselves Terrans, engage in daily interactions among themselves and counter various dangers of deep space. Each Terran is required to keep a journal of their daily activity. You are free to create all kinds of intrigue and drama in your journals. Rules: Not much really. Just keep it one day at a time, do not deviate from the original theme, put your entry under a Spoiler tag and please introduce the person you are playing in the first journal post. That's all. WARNING: Please do not attach yourself to the role you have assumed and do not take anything personally. Table of Content Lolo's Journal#1 Nomi Journal#1 Jaron's Journal#1 Maria's Journal#1 Terran:925's Journal#1 Angelica's Journal#1 Ivan's Journal#1 Smolders Dream Journal 01 Nasiib's Journal#1 Smolders Dream Journal 02 Jaron's Journal#2 Maria's Journal#2 Lolo's Journal#2 Nasiib's Journal#2 Ivan's Journal#2 Terran:925's Journal#2 Jaron's Journal#3 Maria's Journal#3 Ivan's Journal#3 Nasiib's Journal#3 Terran 925's Journal#3 Jaron's Journal#4 Ivan's Journal#4 Nasiib's Journal#4 Terran: 925#Side Story Jaron's Journal#5 Jaron's Speech#1 nasiib's journal#5 Ivan's Journal#5 Jaron's Journal#6
Lolo's Journal#1 Spoiler: Lolo's Journal #1 December 12. 2807 AD. 11-30 PM I am Eloi Snow, aged 17, Earthman. I prefer to call myself Lolo. My parents died in a freak accident when I was very young. So I have been brought up in different families at different periods of my life. Now I am on my own. People now-a-days become adult at 16. I am 17, so I am quite the grown up now (chuckles). I have not yet seen many of my fellow Terrans. I am newly transported here from Earth anyway. I think this giant of a spaceship is floating out here at the fringes of our galaxy since before I was even born. I have met one Terran who somehow looked familiar to me. He seemed almost my age. Except for his deadpan look, he was quite a handsome fellow. Sprawled on a sofa at the Lounge, he seemed to be quietly enjoying himself. But I still cannot remember when and where I have seen him. There is another person whom I met today. Or, I should say I caught a sudden glimpse of that person and that one glimpse made me stop in my way. I feel sleepy. I shall call it a day.
Spoiler: Nomi journal#1 December 12. 2807 AD. 11-45 PM i'm still alive apparently, since that day i have been thinking,did i make the right choice ,did human need to left earth,is there anything that we can do. we throw away the earth we destroy the earth we are prisoners floating in deep space inside a cage inside a can I made this cage with my hands i'm still thinking to destroy it with my hand Nomi Fold
Someone with a villaneous intention? Great! @Bad Storm, will you mind if I request you to join me in deep space?
Villainous? What's that? This doggo is an upright citizen of NUF! A real model of truth and justice. As a matter of fact my owner is an emergency number xD Wait, I'm just eating lunch. Lemme check it in a bit
Not you, it's Nomi Fold who wants to play a villain. Please join, even if as a doggo. But you would need to bring your master, too.
Just click the "+" symbol thing. Tip: You could also type first what you're going to write before putting it on the spoiler. Just select the text first before clicking the spoiler. Hope that helps.
Spoiler: Jaron's Journal#1 [D12. 807] December 12. 2807 Wednesday, 3:21 PM A new world. Same old rules. Don't get involve. Don't catch their attention. And most importantly, never trust anyone. ****** With a small smile plastered on my face, I wander my gaze across the designated social spot in the colony - The Lounge - meticulously observing the still-fragile dynamics and hierarchy of the current human society inside the spaceship. But it's quite funny, everyone seems to fall into their own roles as if they're all living inside the same script. The elites of society on one side, and the normal citizens on the other. And me? I'll be where I'm needed. It's all just a matter of changing which mask to use. - Jaron Waltz Day 1 Spoiler: Character Profile (?) Character Profile (?) Name: Jaron Waltz Race: Hooman Age: 20 Physical Description: Black-haired, black-eyed youth with a cool-toned fair skin. Has very casual gait and easy-going smile (probably fake though). Wears a silver watch and a black coat unless when his pretending to be a Normie. Personality: Dark. I've thinking of him as someone dark inside due to previous circumstances but hides it well in his sunny facade. Bored. He likes games and playing with people because it rids him of his boredom a little bit. Shameless. He usually do what he wants the way he wants it regardless of people's opinions. Background Story: For now, he's the military general's dog son. Further details are confidential. (Maybe I'll get back to this sometime. Describing things is not my forte haha)
Everyone, please describe your looks in first post. Or I'll make you look real UGLY! Calls out @Kaminomi and @Bad Storm
Spoiler: Maria Day 01 Of the space journal 'There he goes, yet another Terran to be incinerated.' I thought whilst shaking my head. The people on this ship couldn't get more inhumane, could they? I shook my head in disappointment and walked away carrying on walking to the laundry. Just because we're no longer on earth doesn't mean we don't need to wash our clothes! My name is Maria and I'm 17. I have been on this ship since i was 5. That didn't give me the privilege of being a merry little child back then, i had a suffocating childhood. Rules were strict and punishment was harsh. I had even cut my auburn locks in defiance once alongst many other friends my age but alas, that was not enough for them to notice how they were affecting the youth. My mother often told me about how the teens on earth had a much different life an role, that however was not in any way how they are today on these damned space colonies! Just thinking about it makes me wrinkle my nose.