You wake up in a huge victorian mansion with no memories of anything or anyone. You don't even know your name, you just go off of the nametag on your door. You soon find out that you're not the only one there. Who put you there? Why? Where did your amnesia come from? If you try to exit the house you get a shock as if you had just stuck your finger in a light socket. You need to figure out how to get out of here while trying to figure out who's doing this to you. Can we figure out why us and how we are all connected? Can we survive long enough to find out?

Normal RP rules: Be nice, no rudeness, no being op, etc.

Form:
Name:
Age (14-20):
Appearance:
Personality:

Crush:

Other:

My form:
Name: Ada "A.J." Jefford
Age (14-20): 14
Appearance: Long platinum blond hair with bangs, icy blue eyes, height is 5.5, pale skin, and lithe build.
Personality: A generally shy, quiet person who most of the time stays to the side and observes rather than intervenes. She is honest and kind.
Crush: Open...?
Other: N/A

Can I have 2 characters?

Sure!

I'll do my form later.

Name: Jackson 'Jack or Liam' Liam Jacobson

Age: 15

Appearance: short brown hair with a mini braid, tanned skin, tall, brown eyes, and handsome

Personality: PoVed

Crush: maybe later 

Other: (can I make his older brother?)

You can make him.

Form:
Name:Ali
Age (14-20):14
Appearance:blond hair blue eyes extremely pretty
Personality:smart loyal kind rebellious sarcastic

Crush:Jackson(if ok)

Other:n/a

Maya- I'm fine with that

Name: James 'Jay or Ryan' Ryan Jacobson

Age: 17

Appearance: short brown hair, brown eyes, tannish skin, tall, and handsome

Personality: PoVed

Crush: open

Other: n/a

I was thinking, what if siblings share a room. Cause they don't remember anything so would they remember each other? I don't know. It might be a stupid idea, if it is someone can just say it.

no i feel like siblings would remember their family even if they don't know themselves

It was just an idea....

Yeah, especially if they look alike. They would probably know...

it was an interesting idea but they would definitely know if someone had the same or similar facial features as them 

Name: Mathew (matt) Jankenson

Age: 16

Appearece- Tall, raven black hair, icy blueish green eyes,  strikling handsome, scar over his upper lip

Personality- Kind, brave, smart, open minded, somtimes sacrastic, proper somtimes, tough

Crush- idk yet

Other- N/A

Name: Roselina (rosey or rose) Martinez

Age: 15

Apearence- Long curly light brown hair, sparkling browish red eyes, kinda tall, pretty

Personality- Sweet, funny, smart, curious, somtimes brave, somtimes snappy

Crush: idk yet

Other- N/A

BUMP!

UP

It sucks, but the weather has gotten really bad here and the power has been in and out. Family stuff is happening this weekend so I won't be back until Monday. Sorry. :(

Name: James Rae

Age: 15

Appearance: Short, jet black hair covering his eyes a bit, grey-green eyes, pale skin

Personality: Curious, sometimes grumpy, friendly,

Crush: dont Know yet

Other: (Are there pets in the mansion?) 

Kidnapping people in a story is okay. But kidnapping animals even in a story is just wrong.

Name: North Rence

Age (14-20): 14

Appearance: Long brown wavy hair with emerald green eyes. Is 5'4

Personality: Is extremely shy and likes to watch more then speak. Is very energetic when she thinks no one is watching. Secretive and has trust issues.

Crush: Open

Other: 

Ooh, this sounds awesome!

Name: Aaron AckermanAge: 17

Appearance: shorter than most people his age, dark hair in a buzzcut, grey eyes

Personality: He's a determined guy who thinks far too much of his own abilities.

Crush: No memory of anyone, but then again, he's got no memory at all...

Other: N/A

bump. 

I'm back baby! POVs shall begin!

AJ's POV:

I woke up to an alarm clock blaring. I groaned and covered my ears wishing that the horrible sound of that was piercing the air would just stop. I lifted up my head groggily and tried to find the clock. When I saw the clock I all but punched it to make it be quiet. Then I shot up completely straight realization suddenly striking me. Where was I?

I was in a large bedroom. I had just been sleeping on a queen sized bed with large, fluffy white pillows and linen sheets. The room in and of itself was pretty bland. A desk and chair was in the corner. There was a dresser to the right of the bed. I saw a few paintings on the walls, mostly looking like someone had just thrown a bunch of paint at the canvases. I stared at the window. There was a lock at the side as if whoever owned this house didn't want it to be opened. I shook my head telling myself I'll figure it out later.

I flung my legs over the side of the bed and stood up. My head was still groggy as I tried to figure out what had happened. My eyes widened. What's my name? Where am I from? Who am I?

I looked down at myself. I was wearing a blue silk nightgown. I shuddered. Comfortable but nothing I want anyone to see me in. I walked over to the dresser wanting to get into something else and hoping clothes would be in there. I opened it to find a bunch of dresses, shirts, and pants. There was a pair of sneakers and boots. I grabbed a pair of jeans and a plain red t-shirt and got dressed. I put on the boots. Everything fit me perfectly. I walked over to the door.

My hand wavered at the knob. What was I going to find on the other side of this door? Were there other people here? Was it just me? How come I can't remember anything? I'll have to find answers. I opened the door and flung it open. I peeked my head out and looked both ways. It was a hallway. Completely empty except for doors lining both walls. There were names on most of them.

I tentatively slid out of the room and closed the door, the name on mine read 'Ada Jeffords'. That must be my name. I walked right toward a set of staircases. One led up and another led down. I opted to go down. I quickly sped down the stairs hoping to find something or someone that could give me an answer to what's going on.

Will post later

I'll pov when I'm not on Mobile

North's POV

I woke with a start. Just a dream....Just a dream... Your okay, your still ho-  Then it hit me.  Well, in the back of my mind I knew I wasn't anywhere familiar. Questions flooded my head. Who am I? Where did I come from? Why am I here? Why can't I remember anything? loud beeping sound called me back to where I was. I looked at the bedside table. Good old alarm clocks, always fine me no matter where I go..... I began to focus my attention on everything around me. Bed, dresser, lamp, desk....basic stuff. I noticed a door on the far side of the room. Answers. Isn't that what I need? What I want? Well duh. But something inside me held me back. I need to be conscious. What if I'm locked in? If I do get past the door, what is beyond it?  The questions pushed me out of bed towards the door. Oh wait, I need to get dressed. Is this some kind of nightgown? Okay Um, dressers over here. Please please have something in it! I peered inside. Clothes. Good. Now I can change out of this....thing. I changed into some jeans and a purple long sleeved shirt.  I walked toward the door.  Okay, here goes.  I placed my hand on the door knob and gently pulled it open. I looked out. Door lined the hallway. Each door had a good plate on it with a name. I glanced at mine. North Rence. Huh. Well there's my first answer. Now for the rest...... I tip toed out of my room and towards some stairs. 

Bump!

Ali

I woke up in a bed that wasn't mine.Or was it?Nothing looked familiar.I got up and headed out the door and down some stairs.There were others waiting in the foyer of the mansion looking as confused as I was.Did I know these people?How did I even get here?I couldn't even remember my own name.Only that it started with and A.

I think I shall make another POV.

A.J. POV:

When I reached the bottom of the stairs I found myself in the grand foyer. It was very nice I had to admit. From the freshly polished wooden floors to the magnificent father clock in the corner. I admired the artwork that was on the walls. They varied from green meadows filled with flowers to old men in rocking chairs. Whoever made them was definitely talented.

My head snapped back to the stairs when I heard someone coming down. I just stayed there completely still not really knowing what else to do. I mean, what could I do?

When the person made it to the bottom she stared at me with wide eyes. She appeared to be about my age with long, wavy brown hair falling over her shoulders.

"Hi." I croaked out. I put my hand on my throat. I guess I really hadn't said anything since, well, I woke up I suppose. I cleared my throat and waved awkwardly at her.

How do I do POV's?

Well, you write a short first person segment. Usually I put the name of my character before I start my short part of the story. example: Matthew's POV or Roselina's POV or whatever the name of your character is.

Does that answer your question? If not I apologize cause I won't be back to clarify anything until Thursday.

*Clear throat* Did I my answer answer your question?

Yes...

Hey guys, I won't be able to POV for the next week or so. Sorry about that. 

Bookmark

BUMP!!!