Planejumper: The Actual Game ;)

[Genericangstyposter]

Allright... we're going to start now.

OOC: Note that this is for all of you- yes... you are all waking up at the same time... and you all have a class at the same time... DO NOT QUESTION THE PLOT DEVICES!

IC: Its a beautiful day in Greenesville, NY. The flowers are singing... the birds are blooming... and you- lucky you- get to witness this at 6:00 AM... when the alarm rings. You have an early class at 7:15 AM.

OOC: All of you should describe what you do this morning in between the course of those times (convenient that you are all college students ), and then go to your first class (and tell me what your class is). And yes, I know this is a short entry.

[GG Crono]

*BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP*
"...must...kill...alarm clock..."
Six AM. The alarm clock of Willard Hunter James goes off. Hunter thinks very violent thoughts about said alarm clock.
"Blorg...what time is it..." Hunter rights himself in bed, then grabs his clock. "Hmm...Six? Lets see...I have an early Art class at 7:15, for some reason...meh, I can afford to sleep for ten more minutes."
And with that, he plops back down.

60 minutes later...

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!"
Hunter spent the next several minutes getting dressed, shaving and shoving a protein bar down his throat.
Hunter did this more often than not. He was by no means a morning person. SO much so, he had mastered the art of getting up and dressed in less than ten minutes. In exactly eight minutes and fourty-two seconds, Hunter was out the door and headed for his Art class. (He had original signed up for it just to see naked models, but accualy ended up enjoying it somewhat.)
"C'mon...run faster Hunter you idiot...if you're late for one more class, you're meat!"
After nearly plowing down several people who were in his way, hunter made it to his class with exactly sixteen seconds to spare.
"Whew...I made it! I really hope that this isn't a prelude to a bad day..."

[Genericangstyposter]

OOC: Figure drawing, eh (thats drawing with a model)? He'd have to have at least a moderate amount of artistic talent for that. You still have skill spots- and in order to get permission for the course, you'd have to possess a skill in art. You have plenty of space for skills, and so I'll give it to you. ;p

Also- if someone else posts before this, be patient. The only person's post that I saw was GGCrono's.

IC: Warty old Professer Jameson arrives in the class. He is proudly the oldest (and shortest, standing at four foot four, but he isn't so proud of that) professor in the whole college. His hair was long, silver, and erratic, and he wore thick black framed glasses that magnified his beady black eyes. He looked like a little gnome, or something. Not an attractive man.

"Allright, we're going to get started now. We're going to finish off what we started yesterday, and so lets get going."

The nude model entered the room. She was about average height, maybe a little shorter- and a lithe thing, skinny, but obviously not starving, and pretty small chest (OOC: I have to mention it if she is naked :p) Straight black hair fell all the way down her back, which contrasted with her pallid skin and icy blue eyes. She continued the pose from last time, which was her standing up, holding an apple in her right hand with the other hand scratching her chin. Even though she stood there for fourty five minutes each day of this class... she never seemed to budge, or even mind. She in fact had a slight smile on her face... no teeth showing. A smile of bemusement.

OOC: I hope this was okay. I never was much for description.

[Valkyrie Esker]

(Umm, I'm not sure if this should be first person or not, so I'll just do third. and the beginning schedule-type posting is the only time.)

6:00: Alarm goes off.

6:10: Alarm goes off again.

6:20: Karen finally gets up.

"Oh, God," Karen yawns, "how can anyone be up at this hour?"

As Karen pours a bowl of cereal, her roomate, Jennifer pops in.

"Well, it's about time, sleepyhead! How can you sleep in so late?"

Karen glowers at Jenny. "I hate you."

Jennifer laughs. "Well, you'll hate me even more when you hear this. Class starts in half an hour, so I suggest you get dressed NOW."

WHAT?! How the hell did it get so late! Jenny, canI borrow your car?!"

"No way, Karen!" jennifer laughed. "Remember the last time I let you have the car?"

"Aww, come on, I got rid of the fish smell!"

"No! You better get on it, or you'll miss the bus!"

Karen ate her breakfast in record time, got dressed, and ran all the way to the bus stop, where she made it just before her Creative writing class began.

[GG Crono]

((OOC:Oh, sorry. I don't know much about this kind of thing.))

[Genericangstyposter]

Originally posted by GG Crono 4
((OOC:Oh, sorry. I don't know much about this kind of thing.))

OOC: No problem. Now you can interact in the class. ;)

IC: There is a note on the classroom door:

From the desk of Professor John Craig:

I'm afraid that I cannot make it to class today, because my wife Gloria is giving birth today. I urge you to go outside and enjoy the nice spring weather today- you deserve it. Also, the due date for your short story is extended to next tuesday. You all have a wonderful day.

His extremely sloppy and loopy signature closes the letter.

[Valkyrie Esker]

Karen stares at the note for a fewe seconds, then lets loose such a string of profanities, it'd put a sailor to shame.

After she's done tainting the very air around her, she sighs, then goes out on the steps of the building to read a book until her next class is up.

[GG Crono]

((OOC:Just so you're aware, I'm going to use single parenthesis to represent my thoughts.))

(Heh. I swear you could get lost in those eyes.)
After allowing himself the obligitory three minutes of stareing, Hunter got to work on his drawing. (I shocked EVERYONE - myself included - with how good I am at this. Heh, maybe when I become a cop, I can moonlight as a sketch artist*.)
After the class was over, Hunter walked out and immediatly went for his pocket secretary. "Woohoo! My next class isn't til noon! Time for some SERIOUS slacking!"
Hunter then glanced at his watch, then sat down under the nearest tree to just let his mind wander.

(Hmm...if oranges were blue, would we still call them oranges?)

[Genericangstyposter]

As soon as you just start to get absorbed in your reading, you hear a familiar voice next to you.

"Hey, Karon..."

You recognize this as Veronica, the girl who sits next to you normally in your class. She didn't talk to you much, but she said hi to you every day. Quite a shy girl. She was slightly taller than average, and had average weight. A little more... uh... well endowed than most women, but not by much. She wore thin glasses, and had wild looking yellowish green eyes. Her short curly brown hair was the envy of many women, as was her tanned skin.

"Uh... hi. Do you have a second?"

[Valkyrie Esker]

"Umm, sure, V eronica. What's up?"

[GG Crono]

(Hmm...I wonder if I can get away with shooting seagulls in the parking lot...)

[Genericangstyposter]

OOC: GG Crono: for future reference, do not dictate the results of your actions. You said that your drawing turned out good. Something better might have been, "Hunter tried his best at the painting, making sure to catch as many details as he could," or something similar to that. But its the first part, and so I'm not going to eat you, or anything. Its more important to remember when fighting something. You don't say "I shot his head off, blood spurting everywhere!" You say, "I aim for his head," or something like that. Its okay, now though. I know that this is your first time, and so its no big deal. 8)

IC: After a few moments of... deep... contemplation... you notice the model from your class. She comes up to you and taps you on the shoulder.

"You know- you really didn't need to stare that much." She gives you a wry smile, and chuckles.

EDIT: To VE:

"I was wondering... you know... if maybe you wanted to come with me to The Rabbit Hole tonight. As a friend, of course... unless... you didn't want to go, or something... or you know uh... maybe if you wanted to go as more than a friend or to get to know each other. But either way would be fine with me... oh... I'm such an idiot." Her face turns beet red.

[Valkyrie Esker]

Karen doesn't get the implications that Veronica is making. "Sure, Veronica, I'd love to go with you. How's 8:00 sound?"

[Genericangstyposter]

"Great! I can't wait, I'll see you then."

She gives you a biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig hug... and (luckily) decides against giving you a kiss.

She quickly leaves.

OOC: Time passes- you have classes, blah blah blah... all of a sudden, its eight o'clock and its seven o'clock... but I'm waiting for GGCrono to get a little further and for XCG to post, so only post about getting ready to go (its a typical dance club), and arriving in front of The Rabbit Hole, which is just a cheap, but very active, dance club.

[GG Crono]

Hunter is stunned for a moment. "Um, hi..."
(I should think carefully about what I'm going to say to her...)
"You modeled very well. You're very...curvy."
(CURVY?!? Is that the best you can come up with, you idiot? Quick, change the subject!)
"I don't think I caught your name..."

[Genericangstyposter]

She blinks at you, but ignores your comment.

"Sylvia. You seem like a cool enough guy, and I thought that maybe you'd want to come with me and some of my friends to The Rabbit Hole tonight. A friend of mine wants to meet you."

She grins widely at you.

[GG Crono]

"The Rabbit Hole? Hmm, I've never been there...sure, what the hell! I got nothing better to do...well, exept maybe study, but meh, screw that. So what, we'll head down around...eight-ish? I think I know where the place is..."

[Genericangstyposter]

"I'll see you there."

She walks away from you nonchalantly.

OOC: See the note for VE's. ;p

[X_countryguy]

OOC: sorry I didn't get to post til now I'll start from waking up.

6:00 *alarm* ...grumble... Sebastian hits the snooze button.

6:09 *alarm* ...dammit... He turns off the alarm and gets out of bed.

Time to get to class. I've got an hour. Enough time for a shower.

*After the shower he gets his breakfast*

6:45 *Yawn* still sleepy... need to get to Chem lab.... At least these early classes give me a reason to run in the morning.

*SO I start to run (trudge) off to class*

[Genericangstyposter]

You (barely) make it to class- but you are one of the earliest in a class that contains many slackers. Fortunately, your lab partner, Jerry, is a responsable enough guy to show up every time (OOC: as I'm sure Lupe does >_>) and actually do the coursework. Also fortunately enough, he happens to be somewhat of a friend (borderline acquaintance). He's a tall man- more than six feet in height. He has a couple of nose and ear piercings, knee high black boots, a Dead Kennedys t-shirt, and a green mohawk. He has grey eyes, and despite his loud appearance, is actually not that bad of a guy.

The Professor (OOC: whose details aren't really all that important ;))says things, something about acids and bases and whatnot - and you do an experiment (OOC: As you know, I am not a science man ^^;; ). Because you and your partner are generally good workers, you get done with it faster then most everybody in the class, and you and your partner get to talking.

"Hey- would you like to come with me to The Rabbit Hole? I don't really like the music, but there are plenty of girls there, and i'm pretty damned sure that you'd have some fun, and you need it, man. Get out there on the dance floor and such, if you like that kind of thing."

[X_countryguy]

"Dancing's not really my thing. But yeah, I'll go there. I haven't been there before. Thanks."

"Hey what did you mean by 'I need it'?"

[Genericangstyposter]

"Who doesn't need it? And after all of these classes... you NEED it, man. So... hows 8:00 sound?"

[X_countryguy]

"Sounds good to me, I'll meet you there"

OOC: I'm just going to skip ahead to where I actually go to the place. Sorry if that's going beyond my means...

IC: Well after going through three more classes and a Tae kwon Do session, Lupe takes another shower grabs a quick bite to eat and heads out to the ever-popular Rabbit Hole. Lupe's wearing a black t-shirt, loose fitting jeans and a pair of Vans.

[Genericangstyposter]

OOC: I'm going to get into The Rabbit Hole tomorrow (no pun intended. THATS when everything will become REALLY interesting. 8D

Also, there will be some new players joining (they were in chat, and asked me). This will not halt the plot.

[Varan the Red]

*Alarm goes off at 6:00 AM*

"Oof...time to wake up..." I wake up, go through my normal morning exercises, running, things like that, finish at about 6:40. I grab a bite to eat and take a shower, then head to work. After work, about 5:00 PM, I head home and turn on some heavy metal, wishing I had the dedication to learn how to play. After a while, I grow bored and decide to go find something to do that night, so I go grab a bite to eat and listen in on some conversations, and it seems The Rabbit Hole is big tonight, so I go home, put on a tight fitting black t-shirt tucked into some khaki pants and a belt with some boots (not cowboy, Doc Martin type), and head out.

[Thursday]

*Alarm goes off* (its 11 AM)

"Oh Joy. Time to wake up." I get up and take my daily shower. The same old routine. I make myself an Irish Coffee (cofee and brandy). I throw on my Crimson Ghost t-shirt, some tight jeans, a my black zip up sweatshirt, and my Duffs. I head out around 2:30 to go practice with the band. We are playing a show tonight with a bunch of other bands at The Rabbit Hole. I've never been to the place, but i hear good things. I'm supposed to meet Jenny there at 8:00......

[Genericangstyposter]

OOC: All right, you guys are doing a good job.

Shinobi: Remember that playing a character who is an alcoholic will have some repercussions. I allowed it, but for one thing he might go to places w/o alcohol, and for another thing... while he is in this world... well- he is 20. And no, you can't change his age. Also, if your drunkeness starts harming the party, I reserve my rights to tell yo uto stop such behavior... especially if it is outrageous behavior.

That last statement applies to everyone, in fact. If you do something that harms other players (that is not in character), then I reserve my rights to take action, even banning one of you from the game.

IC: As you enter the Rabbit Hole, you all realize that this is no ordinary joint. It looks a lot larger from the inside as it does from the outside. The walls are covered in some sort of red fabric, perhaps velvet, and there are many paintings of Dali, Picasso, Bosch, and even a couple of Monets. There are several clocks hanging from the ceiling, walls, and some are even painted on the floor. There is a stage in which there is currently a punk band called "Sausage Gone Wrong" (they are doing pretty good, catchy beat and interesting lyrics), who are currently doing an interesting punk cover of "It Don't Mean a Thing if It Ain't Got That Swing." The irony is not lost on them.

There is a mosh pit, some chairs with tables, and (most noticably) the bar. The people you are supposed to meet (Veronica, Sylvia, Jerry and Jenny respectively) are sitting at the bar. Veronica looks extremely nervous... almost eager, and is wearing VERY revealing clothing. Sylvia looks cool and calm, almost uncaring- and her friends are there with her, a very large man and a frail but attractive women. You can't make out their details, yet- you have to get a little closer. Jerry is sitting at the bar, sipping at a water, eyeing Veronica. Jenny has a worried look on her face, and is nervously looking at her watch. The bartender is a... HUGE... man. You can't quite make out what he looks like, yet... but his hugeness is a very recognizable thing... he stands taller than seven feet tall. You don't mess with him. The bar itself has... well... EVERYTHING. It seems fully stocked with every drink, alcoholic and non-alcoholic, known to man. Other than that, its not an odd bar. It has a cash register, with a card swiper (which are mandated nowadays). It is a small bar... and yet you know its stocked with all of these things.

There is a bum standing near the door... brown tattered coat and hat... no pants. Just a pair of dirty briefs. "Don't go inside! They will take you into the place! THE PLACE IS BAD! DON'T GO THERE! You know... the old guard say that zombies roam these parts. Its a good thing I'm not part of the old guard. Cellophane wrapper dinosaur canteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen! Don't go in where the demons lurk."

[GG Crono]

Hunter looks he odd man over...he then pulls a dollar out of his pocket and gives it to him, then quickly moves over to the bar.
The bartender says to Hunter, "What'll it be?" Hunter takes a look at the selection, then mumbles "ilhvavrgnpnclda." "What?" "avirginpinacolada." "What??" "I'LL HAVE A FREAKIN' VIRGIN PINA COLADA!" The barman sighs, then starts mixing up Hunter's drink. Hunter takes a good look all around the place. (Wow...I am SO going to make a habbit out of coming here...) His thoughts are interupted by the sound of a virgin pina colada hitting a bar counter. Hunter grabs his drink, munches the pineapple slice it's garnished with, pockets the little pink umbrella, then goes over to meet Sylvia.

[Genericangstyposter]

OOC: Your character is 23, and didn't need to order a virgin, but... okay. Also... remember try not to dictate the actions of others, such as the bartenders. The NPCs are almost fully in my control. However you may make an NPC act if it is something they are expected to do. This works with bartenders, shopkeepers, and the like. You can assume that (with the exchange of money) you can get something in return. Luckily enough, that was acceptable, but don't make a habit of it, please.

Another OOC after I wrote up the IC part: I just noticed that I accidentally wrote two friends into this. -_-

IC: Everyone at the bar stares at you for making such a scene, then after you are finished with the drink, they return to their business.

"You don't need to be ashamed that you drink virgins," said Sylvia, "its commendable that you aren't... well... a drunkard." She eyes the man at the door.

"Anyway... this is my boyfriend Justin." She points to the tall, relatively skinny man she is holding. He was dressed in a ripped up in a black tee shirt and jeans, and torn up black boots. He possesed a very attractive, almost femenine countenance, brown eyes, and erratic black hair.

"And I wanted you to meet my friend, Alicia."

She points to the fairly attractive blonde haired blue eyed girl standing next to her. Not nearly as attractive as Sylvia, but still good looking. You notice that there isn't much sign of intelligence in her ice cold eyes, but she seems to be quite happy. She constantly wears a wide grin- perfectly straight and white teeth. Her chestal area is a little more... err... perky... then Sylvia's is. In fact, its... quite a large area. She is about average height and average weight... certainly not starving herself. She is certainly... uh... NOT shy, either. She is wearing... umm... odd loose fitting attire. Weird tie dye designs and such. Her long blonde hair is messy, and yet somehow ordered.

"Hi." she has a dulcet voice... just like candy.

[Thursday]

"This should be interesting..." Jake thinks to himself, as he sees people pouring into The Rabbit Hole.

Jake heads to the back door with his bass and meets up with his bandmates. Apparently they are playing after Sausage Gone Wrong. Jake grabs his bottle of Triple Sec and heads to the bar to meet Jenny.

"Hey babe." Jake says to Jenny. He then takes a seat in between Jenny and a brown haired man drinking a Pina Colada. "Want something to drink?" the bartender says. "Actually...I brought my own." said Jake, holding up his bottle. "You can't drink that in here. Take it outside." the bartender says. "Allright. I'll be back in five Jen..."

Jake heads outside and stands by the doorway next to a bum. He leans against the wall and drinks his Triple Sec.

"Don't go inside! They will take you into the place! THE PLACE IS BAD! DON'T GO THERE! You know... the old guard say that zombies roam these parts. Its a good thing I'm not part of the old guard. Cellophane wrapper dinosaur canteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen! Don't go in where the demons lurk."

"Zombies, huh?? Well then, better call Bruce Campbell. Finish it off old timer." Jake says as he heads the bum the bottle of Triple Sec. Jake gets up and heads back inside to talk to Jenny. "My band should be on soon" Jake thinks to himself. And for some strange reason, Jake's hand is in his pocket gripping his knife.....