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Dear Die-ary : A Johnny the Homicidal Maniac RP

Guidelines:
1. No ridiculous out-of character-ness. Nny will not shop at Hollister, sing about how much he's in love with life, or be elected to public office.

2. Be nice to the other RPers. You can curse out their characters all you like- this IS the JTHM guild after all- but common courtesy is to be shown to fellow guild-members

3. If you're going to be gone for a while and will be unable to post, PM me. If you'd like me to, I can make sure that your character doesn't get abandoned by the side of the highway along with the interdimensionally random shoes.

4. You are free to create your own characters, and hijacking canon characters is A-OK, as long as you stay within reasonable lines. Refer to Guide #1.

5. This is not a slash-based RP. Specifically, no Nny slash. If you can come up with compelling romances for any other characters, or if we go into a random flashback, then perhaps, but in general, try to think about what you're writing.
If it would make Jhonen set out after you with a chihuahua, three pairs of tweezers, a blender and a package of lunchmeats, you're doing something wrong. There are some other RPs here in the guild that are slash friendly.

6. This happens at some indeterminate point in time before Nny's death. All characters are possible and playable, including those who are canonically dead. If the character exists in Jhonen's works (JTHM, Squee, I Feel Sick, Invader Zim, Meanwhiles, Happy Noodle Boy and Wobbly Headed Bob included) you can introduce them into the RP.

7. If you're playing an original character of your own design, PM me with their character stats- name, age, appearance, etc. I will post it up on a bulletin with other OCs.

Have fun!

Whenever people sign up for characters is when I'll post a list.

(IamUnforgivenKatt posted this beginning in the other thread)-

A young lady, new to the city of L.A. stood behind the counter at the local 24/7. The place was dead, almost as if had been forgotten about, yet she could hear the voice of the manager behind a locked door, and it didn't take long for her to realize he wasn't talking to himself, but was on the phone, ranting on about something that happened to the last clerk. 'The Incident,' he called it.
"I can't belive it!" he yelled. "Some nutcase murdered our last four clerks! The man was a MANIAC I tell you, a MANIAC! The odd thing was- he was never caught by the camera, he left no evidence, a true genius villan he was! I'd NEVER be able to get away with anything like that! I hear he's been on some killing spree that boy, people are missing, and they aren't comming back they are all DEAD! I KNOW it!" silence, it was obvious whomever he was talking to was responding.
"Well of course I can tell it's a guy, you NEVER see women out killing people!"
Katt rolled her eyes. That's because they never get caught. She flipped the page of her horror novel and looked at the clock, still evesdropping. damn...I've only been here 15 minutes? This....is going to be a looong shift... that thought waltzed through her head a few times. Then, things that sounded like words raced in her mind, then silence, a-a sigh? A scream? Yes....her own in horror, the sound of her choking on her very blood, silence.
"I REALLY need to get out more" she explained to nobody, she let out a sigh and set down her book; how much longer would it be.....untill she grew morbidly mad? Untill she became like the the others....how long?

((Post my intro here right?))

A woman of twenty-one sat huddled in a ball, looking up at the starry sky. It was just another homeless girl, unless you looked close at her. Her appearence was quite normal, black hair in a bun with purple streaks, black shirt with A Perfect Circle written on it, black baggy pants, ratty sneakers, she was normal. IF normal is having two voices in your head and having to constantly hide from people, then yes, she is so normal. Her name is Myazuki Harushi, simply to say.
It was a daily and nightly thing for Myazuki to just sit there, staring in space. Her head shook from side to side, almost as if she was talking to someone. It was none other than Brizu and Hizu, the two voices. "Heh, at least I don't have a girly robe!" Brizu yelled at Hizu, snickering.
"Well, I can fly, top that!" Hizu yelled, his face red. This was a daily routine, Myazuki watching them, almost holding back to strangle herself. She muttered something about getting her brain removed and in reality, sat normally with her back against a brick building's wall. "And I don't have to wear all red!" Hizu added, huffing.
"Shut up," Myazuki whispered in her mind, soundin irritated. If she wasn't she wouldn't be talking to them now would she? Shaking her head she looked up at the stars, thinking about what she would do in this year. "Heh," she mumbled. "Maybe I'll get a home. Nah, probably not. People wouldn't let me in their home," she chuckled and sighed, angered from the constant arguing from the two idiots.(Brizu and Hizu)

((Another APC fan! WHOOT! When can we continue our RP?))

OKIEDOKIE! :3