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Can you Cheat Death?



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A story of legend was once written, and in this story most everyone dies at least once, but what happens if the death brings about another life.

This story speaks of a place of perfection, a utopia. When one dies that believed in this story they would rise to this place of perfection. Many of the believers called it Heaven. This place all the people would live in perfect peace with everything they ever wanted. There in heaven disease and necesities did not exist. You were guarenteed never to get sick or need food or a restroom. The only down fall to this place was you had to leave your life on earth to go be with one being that believes he is almighty. This person wished all to come and be in his image, but not everyone made it to heaven, the perfect place to live. Never to want or need.

If you didn't make it to heaven to be perfect like everyone else your body would descend from the earth into a place of darkened flame and perpetual darkness. This was where everyone that died who didn't believe the story would go. This place known as Hell. Many people who didn't believe would fall down to the darkness in a lake of flames that would never fade away to burn for eternity. Everyone feared this place after death, but few did something about it. Many were tortured for their sins on earth. None ever escaped this lake, but there are a few to escape the torture of having to choose. There are a few to cheat death.


The sirens atop of an ambulance are ringing as loud as possible as the driver is flying down the roads to a recent crash. A car had just been smashed in the side by a semi with no brakes. was all the paramedics heard over their radio. They all had the same thought of someone dieing. "We can't lose another this month" one of the paramedics said as the ambulance went around a curve. "We must save this one." he said as the ambulance came to a sudden stop at the wreck. The paramedics opened the back door and out they came with a strecher into the cold wet road. Rain was pouring down on top of everything that was happening as they all lifted a teenager out of the car that was hit. He had blood running down the front and side of him. The cuts on his body looked fatal but he still had a pulse, a very low pulse at the time. The paramedics hooked him up to all the machines they had there, but it wasn't enough he died there on the strecher.

"Where am I" the boy asked as he looked around. He was surrounded by white, a stair set infront of him and a hole behind him. At the top of the stair set one stood waiting. The boy never picked a religion but now was the time to decide. "Oliver Camar come to the gates of heaven to be accepted into the perfect utopia or remain where you are to fall into hell the choice is yours." the person said to the boy. Oliver not knowing what to do stood there for a bit until he looked back to watch as the ground started to fall. When seeing this he started to sprint up the stairs. He wasn't ready to die he wanted to find a way back. On this plane of death Oliver ran his heart beating as if he was scared, but no matter how much he ran the stair set just got longer. "Oliver you took to long deciding, your fate is sealed." the voice said as it stood there and watched. Oliver not knowing what to do started to think. As he continued upwards he stopped and jumped over the side, accepting his fate. As he fell the air on his face the heat from the flames below him his heart started beating faster, and faster. Watching as he fell the lake of fire getting closer to his face, he awoke in the ambulance sweating profoundly and breathing hard and fast. "I need to live my life." he said as he stood up and walked out. The damage from the crash was gone he was fine. He had just realized he cheated death once, but can he do it again?

Death is inevitible, but it can be prolonged. We are just normal kids trying to stay alive. We must find ways to cheat death.


Rules
no g-moding p-playing
romance is fine
cursing is fine
you will die a few times, that's when you'll have to come up with a good way to cheat death.
If you don't cheat death you may be a guadian angel protecting someone else but you cannot directly touch them or you can be a demon from hell trying to get everyone killed.
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Pm me all templates and i will let you know if your accepted. If you are please post you template here.
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Name: Oliver Camar
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearence: Oliver is average height for his age, he doesn't play any sports but he is in shape and could play any sport he went out to try out for. His hair is dark brown and shoulder length, but it looks shorter because if flips out on both sides. He is usually wearing an old skate shirt and a pair of jeans when he is walking around.
Personality: Oliver is a nice guy or so he leads people on to believe that. He is rather nice but he is usually depressed for some reason and is slightly suicidal until his accident. He can persuade almost anyone to do almost anything. Most people like to hang around him, but he prefers to hang around the people he has known the longest.
Bio: Oliver grew up only knowing one of his parents, his mom. His dad had been an alcoholic and had run away to be with somebody he meet in a bar. After that day he hadn't seen his father. Him and his mother usually get along unless she is forcing him to do things he doesn't want to do. He is attending school like everyone else and is living a normal life until his crash. In his crash he was riding with his mom to the movies because she was paying and while they were driving home the semi hit the driver side of the car killing his mother and him, but with his luck he cheated death. Now he lives alone trying to continue on with his life but every day it seems something new is out to get him, to send him back to the fall into hell. He has no family now and it seems he has nothing to live for now except the exicitement from cheating death.
 
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Personality: Brave,Smart,Athletic, Friendly, fun to hang out w/, a bit cocky, can "spaz" at times when angry, loves his Dad, and hopes he survives
Bio: Only child living with his 50 year old father. No job, gets home schooled, draws/writes. Likes to Mountain bike and ect.(PS. His father is sick right now.) His mother died in a car accident when he was 6, His father works as a janitor, He lives in a two story house on the out skirts of town,(It's a duplex)
 
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Appearence:a black zip up Old Navy sweatshirt,cuts in jeans,Dark brown hair,blue eyes
Personallty:Mike has always been a lucky kid and usally is very laided back.He has strengh usally uses that to his advantage by being alittle cocky.He is very athletic and adgile.
Bio:He has lived in an old ratty apartment for much of his life and a loner at that.His parents abandoned him on the streets when he was 6 and has never heared word of them.Mike was angry for being left with nothing so he decied to try and live a normal life by working as hard as he could to raise enough money to where he could help himself live.By age 12,Mike had started school and had gotten adopted by to poor but kind elderly people who took him in and raised him.At Age 15,Sue,the elderly women who took him in had past away.Mike had hated what the Lord had done to his life,and he has been doubtful ever since.At age 17,Mike took to the streets and became a somewhat of a burgular to get the money he need to pay off his apartment.He then started praising the lord for letting him live when he was almost shot.For some reason,mike swears the gun man had red eyes.He still questions it today.
 
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