While on my site I have been keeping a kind of log on the role-plays, the first two role-playing people was myself as Rose and someone else as Jack. It starts off when Jack first sees Rose yet what I told the players is that what ever they do, they can do it how they like, Jack may live, Rose my die, Jack may not save Rose from jumping off the back of the ship. But each day I shell add each new parts of the role-play onto this and we shell see how it goes as a semi-type fan fiction / Story. Also have in mind, me and Jack may role-play other characters until we get them filled. Also one more thing, all has been undecided and it going with the flow so try not to be too mean I am giving it a try.
Rose : Bold and Italic
Jack : Italic
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Setting - Promenade :- 1st class deck and 2nd class decking :-
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Her features was pale and lifeless as she stood on the 1st class Promenade on the B deck above the 3rd Class's Promenade. Her emerald green eyes seemed to look down upon the murky greenish blue waters as she pushed her hand up, her other hand went up to join it to help unpin the elaborate hat which hide her curly red locks, which soon cascaded down her back of her long yellow dress of the fine fashion of the time. On her hands was two long white gloves which was mid-way up her lower arm. As she stood there her hand seem to move the hat around in her hand as she looked at the frills on the absurd thing. Her head looked up as she dropped it sending it floating down onto the lower deck as the setting sun seemed to hit her face as she smiled and closed her eyes. A rough blush appeared on her cheeks. The painted red lips let a puff of air escape her lips as she soon opened her eyes. Her eyes soon looked down onto the lower decking as her eyes feel upon a few figures of those she didn't know before she looked away and towards a few young children playing on the deck below her's. She soon looked back down towards the figures as she started thinking 'Maybe it would be nice to be a 3rd class Passenger, No worries, free will.' she soon looked at the other 3rd class passenger's in hope she could escape the high and rich life very soon. Each step up the ladder she hated and she knew her and her family would soon fall back down to the same level as the 3rd classes people and then she would be happy. There really shouldn't be anything such as Third class, second class, poor, rich, or first class…everyone was the same really. Rose Dewitt Bukater was her name, she was the fiancée of the wealthy well known Cal to his friends…A Tycoon Millionaire.
A group of young men soon came into view on the lower deck, right near where the beauty Rose Dewitt Bukater had just sent her hat sailing down towards. The party for the 3rd class passengers had already begun though the sun had just started to set in the cloudless sky. No fine alcohol was part of these parties, only whisky and other tough liquor's touched the lips of these passengers for it was all they could afford at the time.
The group consisted of exactly 5 young men, but one seemed to stand out from the rest, looking as though he was the most adventurous of the group. His name was Jack Dawson, the young boy who had won his tickets for the maiden voyage in a last minute lucky card game, the luckiest hand he had ever played. The youthful men laughed hysterically as one told jokes to keep the other 4 occupied as they stumbled down the deck.
The men paused as Jack noticed the hat lying on the ground in front of them. Soon the others caught on and went to pick up the fancy bonnet. "Haha, I suppose we could sell this and get a few bucks, what do you think mate?" The man asked Jack. While he had been talking, Jack had been to busy looking upwards, eyes falling upon a beauty who stood on the deck above. It must have been her hat that they had found on the ground.
Jack tore it from his friend's hand, now holding it in his own as he contemplated on what to do with it. To say the least he was a bit nervous to run up the next deck for fear of being shot down by the women who would probably curse at him for touching her hat.
Her eyes looked down at the boy whom held her hat, as soon as her eyes interlocked with his own a small smile seemed to appear until she suddenly realized what she was doing and gazed out over the sea. Her eyes closed as she started thinking. Later that night was that stupid party…Cal would want to show her off like she was his prize from winning something. She sighed and her eyes gazed back at Jack. Her hand pushed back some of her own dark red hair behind her ear. She seemed to be enjoying looking at him until Cal appeared and took her arm. "Go inside Rose." was his words as she turned she yanked her arm from him. "Why do I!" she snapped before she rushed away from him towards the other railing. Cal gave up, he could never control her. Her eyes seemed to look sorrowed as she looked at her hand running her finger tips over them.
Jack watched from the lower deck as the girl who dropped her hat smiled down at him. He watched as she pushed back some of her beautiful red locks behind her ear. He watched as another man all of a sudden to hold of her arm, trying to pull her away and force her to go inside. Now Jack of course knew that it was not going to be a good idea to go up those stairs and return the hat to the beautiful girl.
"Wait here…" Jack spoke to his friends as he dashed off up the sets of stairs leading to the deck here Rose was. Once he finally got to the top of the staircase of the deck Rose was on he silently left the hat on the second or third step from the top. The metal stairs clanged slightly as he made his way back down and to his friends who awaited him.
Rose's eyes flew to her hat after hearing the sound of feet running down the stairs. She walked over to the gate and opened it walking down the steps to her hat. She knelt down and picked it up before looking up and around. Maybe she could have a walk around on this decking for a while…Cal wouldn't be bothered. She sighed and made her way back up and picked up her shawl and placed it over her shoulders as she started heading back to the stairs. She looked back for a while as she placed her hat back on her head and started walking down the stairs. Her heart was beating quickly at what adventure she could have while done here.
Her eyes flew around as she turned and started making her way towards the stern of the boat. Her arms folded keeping her warm as she started thinking. The sun was setting quicker than she thought and she was soon in darkness. She was also at the same time at the back of the boat. Her eyes looking down at the pillar's turning the waters in the sea. How would they cop if she jumped? Maybe she should she really didn't have a life as a free woman…Just like she was a prize. Her hands clenched the rail as she sighed.
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That is it so far, I hope you like it.