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ミWalls of the Lost༺
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◌⑅●﹀﹀﹀__Requirements__﹀﹀﹀●⑅◌
⚜️. must be 17+
⚜️. Literate, first person RP style
⚜️. Accepting Applications until May 21st at Midnight EST
◌⑅●﹀﹀__Unique Features__﹀﹀●⑅◌
⚜️. A handful of artists creating game specific art to the story!
⚜️. An amazing, original Storyline that branches off from The Tragedy.
⚜️. A Spectator and Undecided Role for those who are interested, but aren’t sure/don’t want to apply
⚜️. Monthly Sneak Peeks of what you will experience in the Roleplay, if your character is accepted.
⚜️. Unlike most Danganronpa Themed Roleplays, we offer a variety of puzzles your characters will have to solve in order to continue the story. Some puzzles reveal secrets that will alter the Story altogether, so choose wisely
◌⑅●﹀﹀﹀__Disclaimers__﹀﹀﹀●⑅◌
⚜️. The theme for this Killing Game is heavily based off the Maze Runner, but you don’t need any prior knowledge of the book or franchise to apply!
⚜️. Once the Cast for the Killing Game is chosen, the game will start Late June
◌⑅●﹀﹀﹀﹀__Premise__﹀﹀﹀﹀●⑅◌
Everywhere is pitch black. All is silent, except for the quick, jagged breath you feel escape your lips. Your body feels cold, heavy. Sweat drips down your forehead, as you’re paralyzed to the floor. The pounding in your head worsens, as flashes of dream-like memory washes over your conscience. ‘Run.’ A distant voice echoes, it rings in your ears, cutting deep into your eardrums. Your breath becomes rapid, gasping for oxygen. Your mind wants to run, but your body is still. Images of a golden field flashes through your mind. The dry grass scraping at your shins, as your legs push against the ground, desperate to keep moving. To keep running. Your feet suddenly become boulders, heavy and grounded.
A sinking disparity overcomes your body and your throat clenches. You can’t swallow, your feet are dragging now. ‘Run. Run. Run!' The voice scratches the inside of your head, an endless screeching echo. You want to scream, your voice feels empty, your mouth glued shut. Everything hurts, there’s nothing you can do. 'Move’. You can’t. You can’t breath, you can’t speak, you can’t run. There was no longer a place to hide. This is the end. Your knees buckle as your body slowly, and ultimately falls towards the ground. The inevitable, all is invertible. Fate is always sealed…. or is it?
“Tell me….What is your name?”
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Questions? Dm Owner on Discord : LittleMxSage#0707
Discord Link:
https://discord.gg/hhkrBaUC














