10-17-2006, 02:03 PM
This was random and is a partial spin-off of the alternate world Rian and Destiny found in the Psychic Control RP up or down the page.
It's Carcer City, year 1999. Umbrella... doesn't exist? What kind of parallel world did you fall into?
Wesker's a florist? Huh...
Seems you're in an alternate world. So, let's go find out what's going on, shall we?
1.Have fun! =D
2.Be completely out of line if you want, but not so out of line you get in trouble.
3.Nothing's the same, at all! Siblings in the other RP aren't related at all in this one, so who knows what's going to happen. O.o
4. Pairings definately aren't the same anymore.
The last schoolbell rang, and a lot of the students ran outside instantly. Two sisters walked down the stairs, heading toward a mystique beige Chevy Blazer parked nearby with the student permission tag on the rearview mirror, and the older-looking sister - she had blond hair and blue eyes, and pale skin - opened the driver's side door. "Coming, Miya?" Her voice was light, almost laughing. It always was.
Her sister shook her head, some of her red-streaked black hair falling in her face. "I'm have cheering today, remember?"
The other sister blinked. "Forgot about that." She closed the car door and rolled down the window. "Just remember to call home when you get there, okay?"
Miya rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah... Mom and Dad already know where I am; Amane needs to stop worrying so much about me." Miya turned around and walked away. She was wearing a pink tanktop, spaghetti strap, with a black denim miniskirt that went a little past her knees. She wore cute tennis-shoes with blue accents on the sides. Her green eyes were accented by a coppery eyeshadow, and she had a pink and grey messenger bag backpack hanging from her shoulder.
High dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life. Fight fear for the selfish pain;
It was worth it every time. Hold still right before we crash 'cause we both know how this ends.
A clock ticks 'til it breaks your glass and I drown in you again,
'Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need. Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why!
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy? If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?
Last edited by Miranda_ : 08-25-2011 at 06:44 PM.