You, along with an assortment of boys and girls (yes, I know it's not canon this way, but I want to include everyone) are stuck in a maze. Here, there are many jobs, all of them contribute to surviving or finding a way out of this maze.
Basically- this is the Maze Runner but it's with a made up Group C consisting of boys and girls both. So forget Thomas and Teresa ever coming up and messing everything up. It's up to Gladers to figure out how to escape. No telepathic friends...
Fill out a form, remember the rules, and get started! [PM me if you want a 1st/2nd in command role]
NAME:
AGE:
GENDER:
JOB: (1st in Command, 2nd in Command, Runner, Slopper, Bricknick, Builder, Slicer, Bagger, Med-Jack, Track-Hoe, Map-Maker, Cook)
LENGTH OF TIME IN GLADE: (You can be fresh out of the box if you want)
Mine:
NAME: Vince
AGE: 16
GENDER: Male
JOB: Runner
LENGTH OF TIME IN GLADE: 3 years
RP:
Vince jogged back through the doors as they began to slide closed. He returned to the lush green land he knew so well. The Glade. He and the two other Runners in his group headed to their respective sleeping quarters. It had been three years since Vince had come up out of the rusty, rickety box. Into the Glade. With no memories. No knowledge except his name. Vince. He had tried to hold on to faint glimmers of memories, but they faded in time. Now, his Glade life was all he knew. Even if none of the Gladers remembered their past life, they all had a drive to escape. Leave the maze. Head out into the outside world. The only problem was- they didn't remember the outside world. They all figured that it existed. Surely this maze wasn't all there was to the world. Surely there was more. But Vince secretly feared that there was no "out". Perhaps the Glade was the only world that ever existed. Common sense helped Vince deduce otherwise. Where did all the Greenies come from? Well, that was easy. Greenies came out of the box. But the box... Where'd it come from? Countless Gladers had tried stowing away in the box, waiting for it to retreat into the earth. But it always stayed stationary. At times it stayed for days at a time, until the Glader left the box. Then it sunk back to wherever it came from. Surely there was a world outside of the maze.
Vince sighed. He was worn out. Both from his run through the maze, and his thinking session. He hated thinking too much about a world outside of the maze. There were too many unknowns.
"Vince!" a Glader called, "You coming to the firepit tonight?"
"I think I'm gonna turn in," Vince replied, "The run was especially exhausting today."
So Vince trudged over to a small wooden cabin, the Runners' Cabin, and threw open the door. He hobbled over to his wobbly bed, and laid down. He slept soundly through the night.
Basically- this is the Maze Runner but it's with a made up Group C consisting of boys and girls both. So forget Thomas and Teresa ever coming up and messing everything up. It's up to Gladers to figure out how to escape. No telepathic friends...
Fill out a form, remember the rules, and get started! [PM me if you want a 1st/2nd in command role]
NAME:
AGE:
GENDER:
JOB: (1st in Command, 2nd in Command, Runner, Slopper, Bricknick, Builder, Slicer, Bagger, Med-Jack, Track-Hoe, Map-Maker, Cook)
LENGTH OF TIME IN GLADE: (You can be fresh out of the box if you want)
Mine:
NAME: Vince
AGE: 16
GENDER: Male
JOB: Runner
LENGTH OF TIME IN GLADE: 3 years
RP:
Vince jogged back through the doors as they began to slide closed. He returned to the lush green land he knew so well. The Glade. He and the two other Runners in his group headed to their respective sleeping quarters. It had been three years since Vince had come up out of the rusty, rickety box. Into the Glade. With no memories. No knowledge except his name. Vince. He had tried to hold on to faint glimmers of memories, but they faded in time. Now, his Glade life was all he knew. Even if none of the Gladers remembered their past life, they all had a drive to escape. Leave the maze. Head out into the outside world. The only problem was- they didn't remember the outside world. They all figured that it existed. Surely this maze wasn't all there was to the world. Surely there was more. But Vince secretly feared that there was no "out". Perhaps the Glade was the only world that ever existed. Common sense helped Vince deduce otherwise. Where did all the Greenies come from? Well, that was easy. Greenies came out of the box. But the box... Where'd it come from? Countless Gladers had tried stowing away in the box, waiting for it to retreat into the earth. But it always stayed stationary. At times it stayed for days at a time, until the Glader left the box. Then it sunk back to wherever it came from. Surely there was a world outside of the maze.
Vince sighed. He was worn out. Both from his run through the maze, and his thinking session. He hated thinking too much about a world outside of the maze. There were too many unknowns.
"Vince!" a Glader called, "You coming to the firepit tonight?"
"I think I'm gonna turn in," Vince replied, "The run was especially exhausting today."
So Vince trudged over to a small wooden cabin, the Runners' Cabin, and threw open the door. He hobbled over to his wobbly bed, and laid down. He slept soundly through the night.