I heard this is a pretty nice place to roleplay with people, so I’ll see with this

So this is not exactly my first time role playing with someone, but this is my first time doing it with people I’m not close with, so it may be a little messy but I’ll try my best, and this is the first time I’ve used this story
This will be a long one if you want to complete it
Plus I noticed people were setting parameters for ocs people should use, so I would advise just a normal person, they can have some ability, but it can’t be really out of hand, it fits well if you stick with that

Can I use h i m

What can he do?

He can turn into a very heavy plush, but in that state, he lacks the ability to move himself.
Also, the purple-blue half is more flammable than the other
He can go pretty fast, but not too fast

Yup you can use him

yay

can i use Funtendo?

Jot: "Huh?"

*a voice comes from the right side, a male voice*
Right voice: the final sleepyhead is finally awake

Jot: "Before I fell asleep, I hadn't slept in over 5 days."

*a voice comes from behind you, you can’t tell if they are male or female*
Behind voice: how?
Right side: it’s an insomniac

Jot: "Yeah, i'm a triangle headed insomniac who can speak despite lacking a mouth."

Right side: Well Dorito head, why don’t you get your ass up and meet your cell mates
Behind voice: h-hey no need to use such hostile language, it’s not the greatest way to make a first impression

*Jot stands up, a bit mad*

*to your right side is a man somewhere in his thirty’s, you can’t tell if it’s the low or high thirty’s though, wearing aviator style sunglasses, with a amber tint, obscuring his eyes, he has long, unruly, dirty orange hair, going past his shoulder, he wears jeans and a black jacket, a name printed on it, the name is Atlas*

...

Supposedly Atlas: welcome to our humble abode *he gestures around the room, it’s all white, with a in padded bench going all around the room, the only places it does not cover is where a toilet is, and a metal door*

Jot: "Am I back in jail?"

Behind voice: Back? *the voice sounds nervous*
Atlas: I don’t remember committing a crime, so if this was jail, I’m not sure why we would be here

Jot: "I've gone to jail several times."

Atlas: well I get now why Mothman over there doesn’t sound to stoked to be in here with you

Jot: "Mothman?"

Atlas: there’s someone behind you, why don’t you be a kind gentleman and greet them

Jot: "I beat a god into the ground by turning into a plush."

Atlas: when I think of a plush, I think of a stuffed shark I had as a kid, not a god smusher
*if you turn around, you will see the other person in the cell, a humanoid figure, comparable to a moth, with unkempt, shaggy grey hair, white eyes with no discernible pupils, they have translucent wings protruding form their back, and is wearing what seems to be a homemade grey coat, and winter pants*

*Jot turns around*

Moth thing: hello *tiny wave*
*you can’t tell what gender they are*

Jot: "Hi..?"

Moth thing: so, what’s your name?
*atlas sits on the ledge that surrounds the room*

Jot: "Jot."

Moth thing: well I’m Cameron, nice to meet you

Jot: "Nice to meet you too."

*you hear the metal door unlock, and it begins to open*
Atlas: finally

Jot: "What?"

Atlas: the f**k you mean what?
*the door opens and a woman enters, she is wearing a military uniform, on it are multiple medals, he chocolate brown hair tied in a bun

...

Military woman: So Im sure your all confused why your here..
Atlas: your go***mn right

Jot: "Eh."

Military woman: So we brought you all together, so you can become a sort of team, to save the world

Jot: "Oh, I thought this was jail, or something."

Military woman: Well you havent been arrested, but you dont have a choice in the matter with this

Jot: "Okay."

Military woman: So we are waiting for someone to come explain your situation and what you need to do, but if you have any questions I can try to answer them

Jot: "Okay."

[echelon aims his weapon around scanning the room]
echelon: okay, what have i gotten into now?
[he begins hearing the voices]
echelon: yep, something definitely is not right. i don't know what it is but getting randomly attacked and taken to a strange place.... does not make any sense to me. although it makes perfect sense for them.... whoever they are.

*there are two people in the room with you, your right side is a man somewhere in his thirty’s, you can’t tell if it’s the low or high thirty’s though, wearing aviator style sunglasses, with a amber tint, obscuring his eyes, he has long, unruly, dirty orange hair, going past his shoulder, he wears jeans and a black jacket, a name printed on it, the name is Atlas, behind you is a humanoid figure, comparable to a moth, with unkempt, shaggy grey hair, white eyes with no discernible pupils, they have translucent wings protruding form their back, and is wearing what seems to be a homemade grey coat, and winter pants*

[echelon turned around to see the man standing there]
echelon: care to explain to me what is going on here...... [he notices the moth-man thing]
and why there is a moth thing right behind you. [he points at the moth]

Atlas: can’t explain because I have no idea what’s going on, and that is a person who is stuck in here like the rest of us

echelon: so is there some sort of company experimenting on us or something?

Atlas: As I said, I have no f**king clue

echelon: okay, no need to get worked up there buddy. i have been in many confusing situations like this before. the first thing i am going to do is probably look for where the voices are coming from, i think they could lead to a window of some sort if they are watching us. [echelon begins looking for the voices]

Atlas: Those voices were me and the moth guy

echelon: well that is one heck of a let down isn't it? any other ideas on how we could find an escape route?

Atlas: there is a locked metal door, but I cant do shit about that

[echelon begins rummaging though his backpack seeing if he had any explosives on him, he digs out a few grenades]
echelon: what is their protocol here? letting prisoners have their stuff. [he realized most of the grenades were just training ones]
echelon: as disappointing as it gets, only a few of these actually work. i think none of them would be enough to blow open that door.

Atlas: lets not try it, I like living
Moth guy: I dont think its a prison...

echelon: and the moth man speaks..... so another idea, does a guard come in and bring food and stuff?

Atlas: I haven’t seen any yet, and I’ve been up for a while

echelon: ok there goes the pick-pocketing guard and taking them down plan. *sigh* okay anymore ideas? anything about how this prison or whatever it is works?

Atlas: can’t see much here to figure out how it works

echelon: well if i didn't leave my ARIES at my barracks maybe we could have established a connection with one of my satellites, would have really helped out here.

Atlas; Your army Im guessing?

echelon: yeah

Atlas: Just normal ground troops?

echelon: a bit, did some tours in the new arctic circle. did a few operations, yeah normal stuff.

Atlas: Im guessing not as exhilarating as flying a jet?

echelon: no but, you at least helped out defending the outposts and stuff on the front lines

Atlas: Well *holds out his hand* Atlas "saftey net" Elrock, airforce

echelon: echelon "echo" winters *shakes his hand*, army

Mothman: Well, uhm, Im just cameron

echelon: nice to meet you uh Cameron *he turned around*

*locked metal door