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  1. This here RP is open to any and all who are interested! The Story So Far... For the last 3000 years, Demons have been invading earth in an attempt to take control and reign supreme. In all of this time, they have never been successful and this is down to an organisation known as The Order of the Divine. The Order of the Divine is made up of humans, known as Divines, who have the ability to channel magic; a universal energy that is wildly effective at slaying Demons. They have been protecting Earth for all this time, but as the strength of the Demons increased, the Divines have been slowly dwindling in numbers. 20 years ago, the one particular Demon orchestrated an attack so devastating that The Order was reduced to a mere handful; it only took the Demons 4 years to take full control of the planet. Now, there are only three Divines left alive: Michael, Gabriel, and Lisa. As the last surviving members, they went into hiding and bided their time until the oppurtune moment arrived. Their original plan was to locate more magically attuned humans and induct them into The Order. However, they soon found that the Demons had already hunted down and killed many of them. So they came up with a different plan, a more modern one. Professor Jacob Carnak is a brilliant scientist and inventor that works every day of his life to find a way to destroy the Demons for good and take the Earth back into human hands. He has managed to develop weapons of immense strength, and trained users capable of wielding these weapons, but he still couldn't find anything to kill the stronger Demons. Then he came across The Order, or rather they tracked him down. Using the Divines' knowledge and power, Professor Carnak invented a magically enhanced machine that allowed him to amalgamate magic and technology; two previously incompatible existences. Using this new machine, he created weapons he called 'Magitech', strong enough to kill any Demons they came across. The Divines and Professor Carnak trained new people, new warriors, to wield the Magitech and take the fight to the Demons; they became known as Diviniters. This is where we all come in. We will be newly trained Diviniters who can wield the Magitech and have been charged with the duty to slay the Demons and take back the earth! A few definitions below, so read on! Magitech - Weapons created by Professor Carnak to combat the Demons. They are a mixture of magic and technology and can be of any size, shape, form, function and anything else; it is entirely up to you! Professor Jacob Carnak - Jacob is the Q (you know, from James Bond) of this RP. His job will be creating and maintaining the Magitech as well as inventing cool, smaller gadgets for anyone to use. The Divines - Michael, Gabriel, and Lisa are the sole users of Magic left alive in the world. They will act as mentors to the Diviniters and train them in one-on-one combat, teamwork, and anything else that comes up that isn't technology based. World State - The world was as it was today before the Demons took over. Think apocalyptic and hell-like; Demons aren't as civilised as Humans after all. Official governments no longer exist, although small pockets may still exist. The main militaries of the world were destroyed during the Demons campaign, but of course, remnants are sure to still be in hiding. The Demons - Ruled by a stone cold badass known as Sarketh, the Demons are like organised barbarians. They are ranked in strength from 1st Ring to 7th Ring, 1st being the weakest, 7th being the strongest. Only 2 of the 7th Ring are known to exist. 1st Ring - These are the low level thugs of the Demons. They can be taken out by standard human weapons if they are hit enough times. They are the least powerful and least threatening and make up for that by attacking with sheer numbers. 2nd Ring - These are slightly tougher and can withstand most levels of small arms fire. They are generally only injured by heavy machine gun like the .50 cal. 3rd Ring - Tougher still, these guys are completely impervious to small arms fire and pretty resistant to larger calibers. These Demons are best taken care off with explosives or tank/artillery shells. 4th Ring - Normal Humans can't do much against these monsters. When they were still available, airborne missiles were the best bet against them. 5th Ring - The bigger ICBM was the only way to take down one of these bad boys. With none of these available anymore, Human's run in the presence of these Demons. 6th Ring - A nuclear attack was theorized to have been able to kill a Demon of this level but it was never achieved. No other weapon was effective. 7th Ring - Pretty much immortal and invincible as far as the Humans are concerned. Most people give up merely at the sight of one of them. So far, only two confirmed 7th Ringers exist on Earth. Any queries, questions, or anything, give us a shout and I'll do my best to answer them!
  2. Apocalyptic Eutopia

    Apocalyptic Zombie Scene: The virus started like any other one you would see in the movies. It was February 2nd, 2016 and a day like no other shitty winter day. The new started to broadcast a nation wide alert, warning people to stay indoors and not to venture out to investigate why tornado sirens were going off and the small shake of bombs moving pictures on the shelves. Of course no dumb ass American will listen to the news because why? We are hard headed Americans that's why. The infection itself as developed by Nelson Trount, an egotistical maniac who listened to no one and wanted to create a war weapon against Germany because he was insane and wanted to begin war just to watch the whole world suffer. Of course he was the first person to be consumed by the virus when one of his lab technicians, Samual Lane- bless his soul for kill Nelson but damn him for killing the world, was showing it to Nelson and found the leg of a table in his way and the virus in his hand on Nelson's face, which turned into Nelson consuming Sameal's face in return. Now, the virus spread by bite first, then the blood in the sewers contaminated most water supplies and finally spread around the world. And from here you can probably guess what happened and how the world turned into a giant shit hole just like the movies. God, why do people not educate themselves with the film industry? "Hey Z! Which way we heading?" Spark radioed from the gas tanker driving behind me. "Yeah, Spark honestly needs to piss." Blaze spoke right after him from the same tanker but from the passenger seat. "Me and Ellie and absolutely craving a shower." Taliea's radio, still static filled entered the channel from the armory truck. "Baby, never say that word again.." Malik laughed his deep barrel laugh, filling my truck with a light vibration from the ambulance and medical truck. "Guys, We are heading west like we have been for two days. The next large city is only 37 miles out and we should hit it by high noon. We can find a hotel and get everything figured out there. and Blaze, quit with your twin mind shit, I do not need to know these things." I called back to the convoy filed behind me as I drove the lead truck towards the city of Lily, Indiana- a small town in the middle of the woods but big enough for all of us and small enough for only 20-30 zombie freaks. My convoy consists of the Twins, tow boys around the age of 19 or so that share some weird brain waves and drive the large tanker that holds the gas we use to fuel the trucks. Their unique names come from where we found them, lighting zombies on fire and watching the burn up. Blaze would douse them in gas and Spark would light the lighter to set them on fire. Taliea is 22 and is our lead weapons expert due to her military background and her love of shooting things. Ellie is a little girl we picked up a while ago in a warehouse filed with electronics an such which she found a way to connect to make a security system. She is brilliant for only being 12 years of age. Malik is our lead man in medical care and such due to him being one of those amazingly attractive black nurses you dream of having if you ever have to be admitted into a hospital, he's around 29 years old. I am the leader of this nice rag tag group due to me being someone who has seen the most horror movies and the one who got every single one of these bastards out of a shit storm of zombies or saved their life in some other way. I am Zoey Redbird, but most of the team just calls me Z for short. I am an expert with a sniper and throwing knives. This is my crew, and they are idiots but I love them I think, and we have been surviving this place for over 2 years together. Let's hope we can survive many more until this fucking world decides to get it's shit together. ( I am giving you free range to create a character of you liking and we can talk about how we can fit him or her into our roleplay. This can be romantic and sexual if preferred due to me liking both men and women. Once you have read everything and you have figured out your character you can share it with me and we can get the roleplay going. All I ask is that you are somewhat literate in english and can provide some type of detail to the posts we have. I am not expecting a novel nor a paragraph but I would like something more than just one word or something like that. If interested please let me know so I can get your info and give you time to develop! I also have reference photos as well. http://imgur.com/a/Hwk4P )
  3. Apocalyptic Utopia

    Apocalyptic Zombie Scene: The virus started like any other one you would see in the movies. It was February 2nd, 2016 and a day like no other shitty winter day. The new started to broadcast a nation wide alert, warning people to stay indoors and not to venture out to investigate why tornado sirens were going off and the small shake of bombs moving pictures on the shelves. Of course no dumb ass American will listen to the news because why? We are hard headed Americans that's why. The infection itself as developed by Nelson Trount, an egotistical maniac who listened to no one and wanted to create a war weapon against Germany because he was insane and wanted to begin war just to watch the whole world suffer. Of course he was the first person to be consumed by the virus when one of his lab technicians, Samual Lane- bless his soul for kill Nelson but damn him for killing the world, was showing it to Nelson and found the leg of a table in his way and the virus in his hand on Nelson's face, which turned into Nelson consuming Sameal's face in return. Now, the virus spread by bite first, then the blood in the sewers contaminated most water supplies and finally spread around the world. And from here you can probably guess what happened and how the world turned into a giant shit hole just like the movies. God, why do people not educate themselves with the film industry? "Hey Z! Which way we heading?" Spark radioed from the gas tanker driving behind me. "Yeah, Spark honestly needs to piss." Blaze spoke right after him from the same tanker but from the passenger seat. "Me and Ellie and absolutely craving a shower." Taliea's radio, still static filled entered the channel from the armory truck. "Baby, never say that word again.." Malik laughed his deep barrel laugh, filling my truck with a light vibration from the ambulance and medical truck. "Guys, We are heading west like we have been for two days. The next large city is only 37 miles out and we should hit it by high noon. We can find a hotel and get everything figured out there. and Blaze, quit with your twin mind shit, I do not need to know these things." I called back to the convoy filed behind me as I drove the lead truck towards the city of Lily, Indiana- a small town in the middle of the woods but big enough for all of us and small enough for only 20-30 zombie freaks. My convoy consists of the Twins, tow boys around the age of 19 or so that share some weird brain waves and drive the large tanker that holds the gas we use to fuel the trucks. Their unique names come from where we found them, lighting zombies on fire and watching the burn up. Blaze would douse them in gas and Spark would light the lighter to set them on fire. Taliea is 22 and is our lead weapons expert due to her military background and her love of shooting things. Ellie is a little girl we picked up a while ago in a warehouse filed with electronics an such which she found a way to connect to make a security system. She is brilliant for only being 12 years of age. Malik is our lead man in medical care and such due to him being one of those amazingly attractive black nurses you dream of having if you ever have to be admitted into a hospital, he's around 29 years old. I am the leader of this nice rag tag group due to me being someone who has seen the most horror movies and the one who got every single one of these bastards out of a shit storm of zombies or saved their life in some other way. I am Zoey Redbird, but most of the team just calls me Z for short. I am an expert with a sniper and throwing knives. This is my crew, and they are idiots but I love them I think, and we have been surviving this place for over 2 years together. Let's hope we can survive many more until this fucking world decides to get it's shit together. ( I am giving you free range to create a character of you liking and we can talk about how we can fit him or her into our roleplay. This can be romantic and sexual if preferred due to me liking both men and women. Once you have read everything and you have figured out your character you can share it with me and we can get the roleplay going. All I ask is that you are somewhat literate in english and can provide some type of detail to the posts we have. I am not expecting a novel nor a paragraph but I would like something more than just one word or something like that. If interested please let me know so I can get your info and give you time to develop! I also have reference photos as well. http://imgur.com/a/Hwk4P )
  4. Roleplay Partners!

    Hello fellow RP's! I have a roleplay that have been working on for quite a while and I am now looking for a group of individuals who would like to join me i this amazing RP. It is a RP which involves 8 characters and therefore 6-8 people who would need to roleplay along with me. I am trying to involve as many people as I can due to knowing that many people have an extensive imagination and the ability to create an amazing roleplay within a Topic. I would be glad to have each person interested to message me letting me know the basics (gender they prefer playing, age, and other such things) so i can try and find the right pre-picked characters for you to play for this RP. I will share the roleplay and the characters with each of you who are sincerely interested in Rp'ing with me and others. I also have a request that one you get a character that you use the image I provide for you as a signature so each person knows who you are and things like that. I have not quite figured out this cite yet, and i am blushing with embarrassment, so I would love if someone could help me figure out the signature details. So, I am excited to see who is interested in this and to see what we can make out of it!
  5. Wasted Safety

    "War... is nice. War is a simple thing. You have allies and enemies, and civilians. You protect the civilians, you kill the enemies, you follow your orders... your commanding officer's orders nearly get you killed. Then, if somehow your squad survives long enough, your commanding officer gets promoted despite being a moron" That's a bit of satire soldiers used to share over the dinner table. Not anymore though. Most people don't even know what satire is. They literally don't know the meaning of the word. And they don't bother to find out either. They weren't always like this though. Used to be that society was a very controversial argumentative thing. There was tell of a thing called opinions, which would spark said arguments all the time. People thinking they were right, other people trying to prove them wrong. Eventually the latter would give up because usually the former were too stupid and stubborn to admit to their mistake. Most people would say that's bad. But is it worse than how it is now? Who knows. Not a lot of the ones from those times are alive to remember and complain how things used to be better. Now the young inherit what's left of the world while the old sit back in their rickety chairs in the dark, mumbling to each other. But who cares about the old anyway? Nobody, that's who. So let's look at young ones. One example would be Colonel Gilmore Floyd. Don't let the rank fool you, it just means he's a slice above the rest. It doesn't really mean anything but it's meant to make people feel good about themselves. Plus, military service is always good if you want a special privilege or two here and there. But let's not digress more than we have already. His more or less easy, patrol, peace-keeping, etc. And it just so happened that today, he had to interrogate a bunch of prisoners they had captured. Insurgents or raiders or something. Not that there's really a difference. He put on his jacket and his cap and left his office at the military camp where he worked. It was more of a booth to be frank but anyways. He went to the interrogation cage where most prisoners are put in temporary confinement. In reality it was an old zoo cage with a bit of newspaper padding on the ground and barbed wire horizontally wound around the bars due to cutbacks. Not that anyone seemed to complain. Aside from the prisoners themselves, of course.
  6. gethsemane

    Humans have reached their modernity. Among the billions, some dare to live upon the thesis no superior power exists; your prophets, your patrons, your prayers are all rallied in indignation that you are much too blind to see. The earth is ready to expunge your filth, it’s womb has been gifted and encapsulated enough blackened corpses. Time is coming to close. It beats in the tensile silence of routine, in the rapid building of civilization and its quicker end. For millennium sleep has escaped and I have watched, the comings and goings of souls evaporated to the spectrum drop. Some return to the suffering time and time again, in a perpetual loop unable to atone for transgressions. Your kind believes in forgiveness and divine favor, in the intervention of a holy messiah to deliver you into new Eden, even as you scrounge lives in hypocrisy. But no more. The entire atmosphere is humming. Avatars are awakening and committing acts entrusted by the often twisted Harvesters that seduce them. It is almost inspiring, the complete ruin they have reckless ventured inside, the sheer ecstasy that consumes them in raging bursts of violet and violence. They are each a creation made desiccated in separation and disgustingly wonderful amalgamated. Soon this hum will be a cacophony of drums and sirens. Angels will not descend from heaven agoras to preserve the flawed art that is your world, and demons--even for as envious and wanton as made—will not claw for your husks. They are weeping for their own existence, they are foolish in their naïve hope that will be spared this annihilation. If you listen close, stop the petty squabble over technology warfare and hushed the echo of fire, you can hear the thrum, can feel me at the edge of the veil, filled with hunger and all the desire that has been denied of me. I have watched for millennium, always waiting in some semblance of patience for you to hurry along in your ignorance closer to my reach. Finally you have come and finally you will be undone.​ “And the stars of heaven fell unto the earth, even as a fig tree casteth her untimely figs, when she is shaken of a mighty wind†Revelations 6.13​ ​ The details: Apocalypse is now –or rather perched on the edge of becoming reality. Famine is slowly unwinding his influence. The Horsemen have felt the tug of duty to play their part in the final interim—we, however, are only concerned with one. Death, the first glimpsed and the last to deliver. And you, my sweet darling, are a mere human. Oblivious to the melody of destruction strung, until you are touched by his presence. There you will become his vessel, his weapon, his ambrosia, a harbinger to the world you once loved. Specifics: Plotwise, set in Israel in an imaginary city called Yedin-Kaseil–famed for baring a cobble-square said to be stained with blood of the Messiah. Here residents are currently at religious war with two other sects: Christianity and Druzeist. You don’t need to know anything at all about religion, biblical text, or be from the region, but supply a detailed account of how your character arrived here. Skeleton: (should include the following in detail)Name ☾ Age ☾ Bio ☾Quirks ☾Physical Description ☾ [1]Photograph/[1]Realistic Digital Art ☾Opening Post ☾Theme Song
  7. Hell Street

    Once, many centuries ago there lived a demon, though her blood was black, her heart was pure. Lore read that demons were monstrous creatures, aggressive, and vicious things; the lore though is not always so accurate. This demoness had lived a life as many humans had, though far from ‘normal’ she lived with friends and companions, she endured her own turmoil and sacrifice, but also held much joy in her life, just as many do. As a demon her life was dark, their methods violent, but not necessarily cruel or evil. Her name was Seyerna, with hair the color of night and eyes that resembled blood, she was the epitome of a demon, she was tall, her body lean and strong, but uncommonly beautiful with her elegant figure and ‘come hither’ features. There were no myths or legends on her, none commonly known anyway. If anyone wrote of her the text was lost, but her deeds had affected the fate of the world. When darker beings of her race thought to blindly open the gates of hell it was Seyerna that gave her life, willingly and without fear to protect those she would call friends and family. She tore her very soul, using her essence to scar the rip in the dimensional field that allowed the monsters of hell entry into the mortal plane. Though the demons that had escaped from hell wreaked much havoc, the world did recover and continued to prosper without their dark savior who was now bound in the pits of hell. In hell she faced new trials, the way of hell was simple “might maketh right†it was a constant battle, the demons and monsters of hell cared for little save the thrill of battle. She was no virgin to violence, but the very atmosphere vibrated with the aggressiveness of its tenants and it was a new world for her. Time in hell doesn't move the same way, it's not... linear. Sometimes it's the middle of night, and thirty seconds later it'll be mid-day, so there is no telling how long she lingered in this world, while the time in the mortal plane suggested many centuries, it may have been more, or it may have been less in the time waves of hell. It didn't matter though, the weight of always being on her toes was a heavy burden, not something she had done in life, she had made friends and companions, people to trust; now in hell, even those she traveled with, some she even called ‘friends’ where not someone she would turn her back too. So when the ripple in the dimension danced across her skin she ran for it, she knew that feeling as if it had only been yesterday, her mind screaming ‘Why! Why would anyone open a gate?’ It was a fleeting thought as even more prominent was the urge to escape. Survival in hell was not a game, and it quickly lost its appeal for someone who would rather seek luxury than violence. The most primitive part of her demonic mind craved the violence, enjoyed it, but she had not been born into this world and she had long since conditioned her mind to a more lax way of processing. As the portal fluctuated and shuttered with uncertainty she flung herself into the rip, not carrying to test the waters, not worried about what might be waiting on the other side, in her experience good people did not open gates to hell, but at that time, she simply didn't care. She landed on her hands and knees, the slight difference in gravity weighing on her flesh, making her tremble with familiarity – joy. Breathing heavy, unable to believe she had made it, that she was back on Earth, she could see her friends again! How long had it been? The world around her quickly rushed to her senses, the new smells, the strange sounds, realizing that whatever was beneath her palms was not any kind of flooring she had seen before. She was on her feet in seconds, her eyes wide as they took in the new world, bars curved and created a dome cage over her head, their heads, as she quickly accounted for the many monsters of hell locked in with her. Between the bars the air seemed to shimmer, curiously she touched it and immediately a shock of power went through her veins, ‘lightning’ her mind pieced together, or at least it seemed like lightning, she had known very few mages in life who could conduct lightning; fire and ice were one thing, but lightning was very different. Her eyes bolted around the room, her demonic thoughts immediately seeking an escape but as she took in the dozens of humans surrounding the cage curiosity became the dominant thought. The prominent humans before her were dressed different, their clothes blue that covered their entire body, layered in thick black pieces that appeared heavy and uncomfortable, they didn't appear like cloth. Other humans were dressed in completely white suits, even their heads covered with some strange white helmet, other’s still wore long white coats, they were further away raised up on a different level form them. The ones in the front held something that alarmed her though she knew not why, it was metal, and took on an ‘L’ shape, their fingers in the crook of the ‘L’ it seemed to be ‘pointed’ at them, what did that little device do? The air rippled again and she jerked to see the portal to hell closing, briefly she wondered if going back through would be a better option. Turning back to face her captors, the questions continued to rumble through her mind, why would they want demons in this world? They obviously had been the ones to open and close the gate; they had been prepared for them. Many of the humans eyed her, immediately Seyerna became aware of the fact that she was the only one in the cage that held any sort of human characteristics, the creatures they had brought over where the most grotesque of hell-born demons, most of them black or gray, their eyes black or red, some of them seemed to ooze slime, others looked like leather and some were completely scaled over, their bodies were not shaped like humans, some had more or less limbs, some were quadrupeds, in the end they were all disturbing to gaze upon. Seyerna though, even in her most demonic of form, with two sets of horns breaching her forehead, one curling around her long elfin ears, the others sliding back against her skull, her wings were black and scaled like a dragons, as was her tail that currently sat coiled around one ankle with claws, long and dark from blood stain, she still shared the similar bone structure and features. She knew she was a sight to behold for humans, but hell’s atmosphere forced her to retain her demonic state, demanded her most demonic thoughts, every second that she lingered her, it felt a weight was lifting off of her mind even as her demonic form seemed to grow heavier. Soon the features would recede and she would appear even more human, save her bloody eyes, canine fangs, and claws, but even her claws would shrink, and her fangs, which currently there were two sets, top and bottom, the bottoms would vanish entirely, the top four would become barely noticeable. A strange hissing sound drew her attention from the many human eyes on her, she looked up, to where the sound seemed to originate, the air there was different, her sensitive vision picking up on the very particles in the air, noting something not right about them. In moments her eyes were growing blurry and heavy, around her the grotesque demons were falling, passing out, or dying she wasn't sure. It felt like her heart was slowing, her mind was going fuzzy. Realizing too late that there was some kind of poison in the air, she held her breath, refusing to take in any more of it, not that it mattered though; the drug was already in her system. Her demonic body fought and struggled against the drug, trying against all odds to keep her conscious, being unconscious in hell meant certain death and so her body pushed her into overdrive, demanding her to stay awake. All of the demons had fallen and Seyerna stood on shaking legs, gazing through blurry eyes at the many individuals around her that she could no longer decipher, when once she could see their pores from across the room, now she couldn't even single them out. She could hold her breath for close to ten minutes, but it didn't matter, the drug was eating away at her reserves and minutes after the last demon had fallen unconscious she fell to her knees, still fighting. Several minutes more passed and she finally collapsed in a heap on the ground unconscious, the drug finally winning and blacking out her senses.
  8. Aftermath Story idea

    Hey guys. This is just an idea that I had that might be worth sharing. Some of you might have seen this one in an earlier thread I made. Just following HH's advice and making a separate thread for each of said ideas. The end of the world has come and gone. This is a post apocalyptic scenario. Strangely, a large number of the population just vanished, up and disappeared. Those that have remained have to try and survive. However, since the apocalypse has happened, the rules have very much changed. Demons are now free to roam the land and do as they see fit. Angels by the hordes have been left behind, and they'll act as they feel they should, without the guidance of their lord. Fairy and magical creatures now see Earth as their new playground. The undead walk the earth (and even have their own civilizations). Super advance technology is now suddenly being discovered, excavated, and being made use of. All races are, for the most part, doing as they see fit, be it benign or malign. Humanity will have to do all they can to survive in this new world. One human in particular, obsessed with solving mysteries, wants to know why this happened, and he is on his way to the center of where the apocalypse began in order to solve this mission. I was pretty proud of this one when I thought of it a long time ago. I still love this idea, but recently I've noticed that it felt like something straight out of Shin Megumi Tensei, or something similar to it. So... make of that what you will. Taking into account opinions/suggestions made by Heatherroneous and HH from the earlier thread I made, it does seem like a lot to take in, so this will be done in an episodic/story arc style, to give each race a chance in the limelight and help figure out how the fit in with this new world now that the rules have been drastically changed. Players can be from any of the races, though. Whether they join up with the one human trying to solve this mystery or not is up to the individual players. If you have any questions or suggestions, please let me know! I'll try to set up more information and edit this page as I go along, so input and critique is very much appreciated.
  9. Hey guys! Been slow going on my part, so I'm gonna try and see if I can interest anyone with some rp ideas floating in my head (and hopefully graduate). Right now they're just in their basic stages, but maybe if anyone is interested we can flesh them out? Fingers crossed! Please note that, this being me, I'll likely try to have some kind of comedy element in all of them. Hope that's okay with you guys! Okay, here goes! Rp idea #1: Basic concept, spiritual beings with special abilities who bond with human hosts. Apart they have their own skills, but when they fuse together they become something like a super-hero kind of thing, with extra abilities that they did not have access to on their own. Their abilities can either resemble magic or something like technology (Like for instance the ability to create fireballs (resemble magic) or being able to turn your arm into an arm blaster (resemble technology)). There's also a dangerous corruptive force that has a tendency to take anything and make it openly hostile to any living creature. This idea kind of borrows a lot of concepts from the Megaman franchise, specifically the Battle Network and Starforce series, though whether theirs online-ness or not is still up for debate. Rp Idea #2: Giant monsters have been a problem for humanity for a long time, but humanity has been able to defend themselves and survive. Two methods are the most well known. The first is technological advances made specifically to fight the giant monsters (specialized vehicles, weapons, giant robots, etc.) This method is the easier to obtain of the two, but can be pretty difficult as it endangers the lives of those fighting. One would have to be very well coordinated to take down a giant monster without any casualties. The second method is through the use of a kind of creature that is similar to the giant monsters (they are normally small enough to fit in a house with no trouble, but can be made giant sized to fight off the giant monsters). A bit harder to come by as these creatures will choose who their human partners will be, but the advantages that comes with one makes for a much more efficient means of dealing with the giant monsters (faster, hit harder, a regenerative factor). The creatures can take on many shapes and forms, from forms similar to the animals of the planet, to forms more similar to a human, to even some absolutely bizarre forms that borders on elderich. This idea is more meant to be something like a mon rp, like pokemon or digimon, or something like that, so my initial thoughts were that the main role players would have access to these types of creatures. Rp Idea #3: The world at large has been, for the most part, completely unaware of the magical world due to it being kept secret from the public eye. For the most part, anything that could have revealed the magical world was dealt with harshly, thus silencing the "threat of exposure." The governments of the world hold a hugely tight monopoly of magic, practically deciding who can use magic and how, but always in secret. Then one day, one of the greatest defenders of the "Silence" has openly revealed to the world the existence of magic, even promising asylum for those who wish to come into the light and not hide anymore. This is the story of but a handful of people who are connected to the magical world in some way or form, and how they deal with this new and very radical approach as a revolution takes place. Think "The Secret World" except the secret as been blown and people either trying to accept it or deny it. Rp Idea #4: Two divine beings decide to play a game. They create a special world where magic and technology exist as one. Then they summon various people from various dimensions and leave them stranded on this world. They tell them that they are free to do what they wish in this world: They can try to make it their own or try to go home. All of the worlds resources is theirs to use so long as they can access it. The point of the game is simple, who would win? Good or evil? This one is more of an excuse to have a huge crossover kind of event deal. Rp any character you want from any franchise, or make your own character, or an expy of a character you like. Rp Idea #5: The end of the world has come and gone. This is a post apocalyptic scenario. Strangely, a large number of the population just vanished, up and disappeared. Those that have remained have to try and survive. However, since the apocalypse has happened, the rules have very much changed. Demons are now free to roam the land and do as they see fit. Angels by the hordes have been left behind, and they'll act as they feel they should, without the guidance of their lord. Fairy and magical creatures now see Earth as their new playground. The undead walk the earth (and even have their own civilizations). Super advance technology is now suddenly being discovered, excavated, and being made use of. Humanity will have to do all they can to survive in this new world. One human in particular, obsessed with solving mysteries, wants to know why this happened, and he is on his way to the center of where the apocalypse began in order to solve this mission. I was pretty proud of this one when I thought of it a long time ago. I still love this idea, but recently I've noticed that it felt like something straight out of Shin Megumi Tensei, or something similar to it. So... make of that what you will. And those are my ideas. If anyone is interested, please let me know! Also, if you think I might be interesting to rp with, give me a PM. The above ideas should give you an inkling of what I tend to go for, but for the most part I'm pretty open to anything so shoot me a thought and we'll see if I go for it!
  10. That would be a working title... any good title suggestions? ~Openings still available~ Get the gist of it: Your typical dystopian future-world. The "Fringe Planets" have suffered a cataclysmic incident involving a meteor cluster that devastated them, reducing the inhabitants to desperation. Seizing the opportunity, a shady figure emerges with grand promises for the people, eager to take advantage of their hope and build a world of their own design. Enter the unlikely heroes: a not-at-all-cliched group of smugglers/ruffians who assume the role of the futuristic Robin Hood and his merry men. Steal from the rich, give to the poor (while taking a grand small commission, too; don't let's be unreasonable) who will thwart the selfish schemes of this tyrant. I really don't have any tangible limits for your character - you may be whatever species/gender/hybrid you'd like within the realm of sci-fi fantasy. Cyborg? definitely! Tentacle monster? Certainly! Human? Of course! Feel free to pull from the wells of pre-existing fandom's as well: Twi'leks, Vulcans, and Na'vi are welcome (among all others). My only restriction is that the grandiose stories from those worlds stay where they are. There is no Federation, We aren't part of the Rebel Alliance, and the Pandorica never opened. Otherwise, yeah. All of the space things. *The following roles are only what I've thrown out there as a template. If you've got another slot in mind that I've forgotten, I'm open to suggestions!* The Necessary Players: The captain - Freega Nurman Played by Yajuu_KikuishiShip's Commander Rhiannon Fae - Played by Lady_FateThe pilot - Played by ElphysThe engineer Forkuutarashad - Played by Yajuu_KikuishiThe Dastardly Antagonist *specifics TBD* - Played by Lady_Fate with help from the Ensemble the not-so-necessary-but-still-revelant players: The cookThe medic - Played by ElphysThe Mercenary (passenger) Oliver Ryker - Played by Yajuu_KikuishiThe Stow-Away (passenger) Apixaderet - Played by Lady_Fate*Feel Free to fill in / claim secondary characters where we need them* *Also, if you have a character in mind that may fill a role you do not see listed, don't hesitate to suggest it! I'd be happy to add slots if it'll better suit your character!* Character Sheet Template: The disclaimer: Any resemblance to existing fandoms or plot lines, active or dead, is purposely coincidental. Let's be real, this thing isn't pretending to be original- that's absurd. This is sci-fi.
  11. The mountains...the survivors, including myself came here a long time ago. It's out home and we won't give it up to those disgusting creatures down below. They wander up sometimes. I've honed our homes into the very rock to make it safer for us. It's been hundreds of years since the world was lost to the Titans. We, the last of civilization survive on hope and dreams. We have a military system of sorts and even could call ourselves a great city. Our city is under the mountain and stands firm to this day. We have a military, police, merchants, even a hierarchy of sorts. As for me, I'm a tinkerer and military man. My designs for traps have been used for years now to keep the titans at bay on the sides of the mountain. Granted I am still a man of the military and have lost much to the titans. I have only my left arm to work with now, as my right was bitten off by what we like to call an Abhorrent titan. It's a tough life by we manage. I still stand as one of the top titan killers, if for no other reason that my device designs, one of which allows for slight flight. I actually have a team behind me with designing traps. I am a Captain after all. I've been here about 10 years now, late 20s, and still alive. What more could I ask? One of the people under me is a prodigy, newer to the group. I have a feeling she'll make a great apprentice under me for major device design.
  12. NC-17 Day 0 Sign-Ups

    Image (For faster loading!) Saturday, October 17th, 2015. The Large Hadron Collider's upgrades have long been completed, and the facility is buzzing with activity. In a quest to understand the fundamental laws of reality, its creators dare to pry into the depths of the quantum realm. By slamming together the smallest known particles, and at velocities where time and space become distorted, humankind unwittingly produces an unknown chain reaction. The most apparent consequence of this reaction is the frying of every unprotected electronic device on Earth; the other, more bizarre consequences, will take some time to fully manifest. Almost immediately, this results in a societal breakdown, and begins to pit the teeming masses against themselves. Meanwhile, you probably just woke up on a couch you don't recognize, and slowly begin to recall the memories of last night's party. You reach for your phone, only for the battery to be dead. Oddly enough, the room's power is also out, and you can hear rather alarmed voices throughout the house. Little do you know, the world (as we know it) has just ended, and you'll have to fight tooth and nail just to make it through Day 0... I'm looking for a medium-sized group (3-5 players), and one or more co-GMs, to help create the story of a group of soon-to-be survivors. United by happenstance company, they must band together, put aside their differences, and make difficult choices that will determine whether or not they endure! What obstacles lie between them and the rebirth of civilization? Oh, you know, hypothermia, dehydration, starvation, radiation, sleep deprivation, infections, extreme weather, natural predators, toilet paper withdrawal, raiders, other survivors, the military, scarce ammunition, cannibals, zombies, mutants, psychics, and more! Does that sound like fun to you? :)
  13. R Inherit The Stars

    Everyone on Oris knew what day it was, it was the day the few of those who are a part of the tribes of humans go out to find the sacred map, a map the would lead them to their freedom. You are tasked with finding this map, and braving the trials that lie ahead of you, for the Orisian Empire does not take kindly to this sort of thing. As the elders of your tribe meet with you, they give you your equipment and pieces of advice to go on your way. As you leave your camp, you hope to bring good fortune to those that trust you, or die trying. The starting point is determined by you. Will you start in the forests where monsters roam alongside loot? Will you start in the Orisian city of Domus where humans are welcome, or will you start in the countryside where you can see most of the far off lands? (P.S: For this choice, you'll just have to give me a short paragraph documenting you leaving your tribe and then going off to the place that you chose, also you may choose whatever character you may wish to start with. Once everyone has chosen, we may begin.)
  14. Hell Street

    My name is Seyerna and for the better part of a millennium I had dedicated myself to preserving life, all life, human, elf, griffin, dragon, siren, naga, vampire, fairy, ALL LIFE! It took everything I had, I gave up my very soul to protect these lives. Why? I don't know, it was an underlying urge, an instinct even. Of course, I suppose that's not a fair statement, at the time I hadn't realized what I had been doing, all I acknowledged was that I had made friends and companions of every species on earth, they were important to me and I'd risk life and limb to guard them. It was on one late afternoon when the skies bled crimson, standing among a handful of friends, we had been discussing dragon reproduction I believe. They blushed when I gave them a detailed description of coitus with a dragon, humans and their modesty always baffled me. We hurried to the center of this strange influx, where we found a vortex, a portal, a gate, something horrid and monstrous, the things that leaked out of that portal were like nothing we had ever seen before. Demons, real demons, their hides black and gray, their eyes dark and lost, only the shine of wetness making them visible, some seemed to ooze slime, others had indeterminable amount of limbs, or perhaps horns, all of them grotesque and disturbing creatures. Monsters born of hell broke into my beloved home, terrorizing my friends and those I would call family. It had seemed only natural to delve into the swirling void, dart between the beasts, slaying those that I could to destroy the door or close it, I had not known at the time what I would do, but I knew it needed to be closed, and so I did what I felt was my only option, throwing my body and soul into the gates of hell. I remember them screaming for me to stop, I remember their tears and their pain, I just hope they understand I left them because I loved them. Time in hell doesn't move the same way, it's not... linear. Sometimes it's the middle of night, and thirty seconds later it'll be mid day, so I couldn't tell you how long it had been, it might have been a week, or it might have been several thousand years. Regardless, every creature of hell felt the pull when a door was opened, I wondered why, I had given everything to close it and now another moron would unleash these beasts into the mortal plane? When I found the door I was helpless to the intense curiosity, the desire to see my friends again and so I slipped through the door. On the other side I was dropped into a cage of sorts, metal bars bowed over our heads, locking us in a dome, between the bars I could see the air as if it glistened, curiously I touched it, only to be struck by some sort of power, electric my mind pieced in for me, but I had never felt such magic before, this was queer indeed. Outside of the cage I could see humans, many, many humans, dressed in strange outfits that covered most of their bodies, all of them carrying some sort of metal device, something I had never seen before, it was L shaped, their finger looped into the crook of it and I knew they were 'pointed' at us, but I had no idea what they could do. When the cage was mostly full and I feared I'd be shoved into the electric wall again suddenly the gate to hell just closed and like that I was trapped in this world with dozens of other demons around me. These demons were not like me though, looked nothing like humans, had probably never existed in this plane in the first place. Of course I didn't look particularly human either, the plane of hell forced me to retain my most 'demonic' features: wings, tail, fangs, claws and horns to complete the nightmarish ensemble. Still I could feel the humans eyes on me, wondering why my skin looked so much like theirs, why the placement of my features so closely resembled their own. Did demons no longer exist? ~~~~~ So that's essentially my first post, lol. I'll go in and edit in more detail, I hadn't intended for it to be my first post, just a sort of introduction, but that's just how it goes when I get typing. I have the tendency to write in first person for Seyerna, but if you find it bothersome I can alter it to third, it doesn't really matter to me. I don't really know where I'm going with this it just sorta fell out of my fingers. There could still be demons and mythical creatures that just hide themselves now, or maybe most people are half breeds of something and are well aware of their lineage, or perhaps they're just completely gone and the humans, being the curious sort they are, figured out how to open and close the gates of hell at will. I'm looking for people to play characters that exist in the mortal world, whether you want to be a vampire scientist or a geeky fairy or a military human is up to you, but I'm not looking for other people to play demons that came from hell - unless you can convince me you have a good story device up your sleeve. This is possibly an apocalyptic story depending on where we go with it. It is set modern to futuristic, I have no designated year in place. Also I don't like the title, so if you've any ideas...?
  15. The After

    It's sort of funny, when you think about it. We all thought it would be something other than what it turned out to be. The popular ones were economic collapse and shifting of the Earth's magnetic poles. How those two gained such a following, I have no idea. As far as I was concerned, zombies seemed just as likely as anything else. I guess, if you really think about it, they were all perfectly plausible theories. The only problem was that they were perfectly plausible theories that no one paid any attention to. In the end, it was climate change that got us. Climate change. You're thinking, 'Climate change? Seriously? Come on Karma, you can do better than that.' Honestly, I wish I could say that it was zombies. But the truth is that scarier than hordes of the undead is the kind of chaos that follows after someone sees ice on an orange in Florida. One minute you're just walking to your job, the next minute there's the National Guard rolling up on Main Street telling you that water and gasoline are being rationed and that in order to maintain peace martial law has been declared. Ho baby, I wish you could've seen it. Peace my ass. The second someone decided to use the words 'martial' and 'law' in the same sentence, I should've known we were fucked. But it took me until the water shortages to really believe that something bad was happening. After we sucked the Great Lakes dry and science still hadn't figured out a way to distill sea water fast enough to distribute it to the population, people started to act a little crazy. No one trusted anyone else. It was every man for himself, steal or be stolen from, kill or be killed. Pretty brutal stuff, if I do say so myself. The kind of stuff that you usually only saw in movies. And the government? God, what a joke. Some people remained who believed that the government would come to our rescue, but those people were few and far between. For the most part, everyone understood that once the grocery stores stopped getting restocked and once the paychecks stopped coming, we wouldn't be able to count on anyone other than ourselves. Fortunately, the news programs remained running just long enough for us to get a picture of what was going on in the rest of the world. One word resonated throughout every report, and its three letters were deceptively unassuming: b-a-d. Bad in Russia. Awful in China. Even worse in the Middle East. With violence and destruction everywhere and not even a whisper of a safe place, we had no choice but to turn our TVs off and focus on what was happening at home. Not that it mattered. The news stations went down soon after. I'd like to say that there was a defining moment in which the world went from being "normal" to being the Hell-hole that it is now. But it was more like the rapid decline from sanity to madness. In less than a month, all of society's schizophrenic tendancies and hysteria surfaced and took control. Its rational mind was supressed to the point of extinction, leaving unforgiving nothingness in its wake. Now, all that remains of what the world used to be are skeletons of cities; a flawless infrastructure whose sole purpose is to facilitate the travel of maurauders. These people -- among whose ranks I can be counted, much to my chagrin -- are the few survivors of this world who are able to live only by taking from others. We can scavange most of what we need, but sometimes that isn't quite enough. And when that happens, we'll do whatever we have to. We'll hurt. We'll mame. We'll even kill. But above all of that, we survive. And I think, if you could see the way I'm trying to live, I think you would be able to understand. I need to survive, because if I don't...well, I just need to. The year is 2157*. My name is not Karma, but that's what I'll be called because that is the name that defines who I am now. I'm writing all of this down with the hopes that when you read it, whoever you are, everything that I experience will bring you one step closer to surviving The After. *see below reply for date clarification ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hello everyone! So, obviously this (what I have above) is your standard, post-apocalyptic wasteland. Beyond that, though, I haven't really developed it much. Don't take that to mean that I don't have any idea about where I'd like the plot to go, because I do, but it also means that I'm open to whatever ideas you're willing to bring to the table. Thus far I've kept my ideas restricted primarily to humans and human-like activity, but if you want to introduce any sort of humanoid or cyborg or anything else that one would expect to see in a post-apocalyptic wasteland, I'm definitely willing to accommodate that! What I'm looking for right now is a partner or two who are willing to bring their OCs into this universe to operate in the "present," which would be the future in relation to what I have posted above. Preferably, there would be no interaction between my character and the characters who are introduced until the very end of the roleplay at which point I had envisioned some sort of fateful, emotional meeting that ended in violence and bloodshed. But, like my openness to altering the specifics of the universe, I'm open to altering the plot too. My ideas are far from set in stone, and I'm more than willing to listen to the ideas of anyone who's interested in this. It's been a little while since my last roleplay so I'm a bit rusty, but I promise that a post or two will see me knocking out replies like the best of them. I'll have my expectations for post length and what have you listed under the classifieds soon enough, and I'm hoping to get a profile of Karma up within the next week or two. If you're interested, feel free to message me and I'll throw you my contact information so we can discuss this in a little more detail. Thanks for letting me talk at you guys! I hope you're interested! Sara