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Black Rose (Closed)

Kit-Kat — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 11:35:14 -0500

This is a closed role-play between Lerro and myself.

Clarie sighed as she stood up from the two tombstones. She wiped the tears from her eyes and clutched the family portriet close to herself. "I love you." She said softly, speaking to Joseph and Elizabeth, the two people she loved the most who were gone, now. Claried headed back to her car and got in, tucking her hair behind her ear as she sniffed and started the car up. She than headed back to her apartment. She had the weekend off from her job as a newspaper editor as Sal and Val's Papers. She was so close to actually writing real life articles and having them published while somebody else edited other than her.

Claria sighed as she parked her Chevy truck in the apartment parking lot and walked up the stairs to her apartment room. She opened the door with her key card and walked in, closing the door behind her. She set the bag of groceries she bougth earlier down on the kitchen counter, along with her car keys. She hung her jacket over the kitchen chair at the table and headed to her bedroom to get out her PJ's and ready to take a shower and settled down while eating a steaming plate of Chef Boyardee Spagetti and Meatballs. Which was exactly what she did as she stepped out of the shower and into her white flannel nightgown, which was just a tad bit large on her as the sleeved hung down her shoulder. Clarie walked to the kitchen and out the spagetti on and took out a bowl and fork, waiting for it to finish heating up.

From the living room, she heard class shatter and she jumped, dropping the bowl from her hands as it crashed to the ground breaking into tiny pieces. Carefully, she stepped over the broken bowl and walked to the living room to see the front window was shattered. She quickly went over to the phone, but was grabbed from behind and a hand clamped down on her mouth. "Say anything, and I'll kill you." The deep and raspy voice said. Claried could feel the slight end of a knife on her back and she kept and remained quite.

In the next room beside Clarie's, a elderly woman lived. She heard a odd commotion and called the police, who were on their way now to see what was going on

sup

Xxvampire_lolitaxX — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 11:26:22 -0500

hey hye im meghan nice too meet ya i like RPing and lots of other stuff XD. but anyways im kinda new at this so help my be nessisary at times but ill do my best

Demonkin: The Great War IC

Azure Limit — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 11:22:25 -0500

OOC: http://www.roleplaygateway.com/demonkin-the-great-war-ooc-t32123.html

In the land of Saegradia, a great war onced raged...A war between humans and Demonkin, races of people who had mystical abilities. This war raged on for fifty years, nearly wiping out all life on Saegradia. However, eventually, a peace was formed, though weak it was. More than a hundred years later, humans are the major populace, and Demonkin are forced to live in seclusion, away from the humans. This state of living was not to last, however. The country of Aunshi, a human nation who have made miraculous advances in technology, has declared war on its neighboring countries under the rule of Prime Minister Crusfield. There assult was merceless against all who opposed, and it was soon that the countries of Athoria, Untra, and Valgonia were under its tyrannical control. As this human war plays out, the Demonkin watch...some choose to assist the humans, others fight to destroy Aunshi. However one thing is clear. They will not be able to remain neutral...

Xeraph stood...watching, as the battle between the Trifecta Alliance and the Aunshi Empire. He remembered his mission...Collect souls, massacre the battlefield. It is for the good of the future. He gripped his chainsaw scythe, revving up the blade.

"Forgive me. You're deaths will serve the better of this world." With that Xeraph jumped, landing into the middle of the fray. His appearence was barely noticed amongst the chaos. However, some had noticed him. Solidiers of the Aunshi Empire charged him. Xeraph readied his scythe, and slashed three times, each attack cutting effortlessly through their armor. This caught some attention. The Trifect Alliance looked at him.

"Who is that guy? Is he one of ours?" "Must be look how he took out those Aunshi scum!" "Alright this is great. This guy could help us take out the rest."

Xeraph shook his head. With his hand extended, he evoked the ancient power of the Drakorian. As seal of black energy formed in the middle if the Trifecta and the Aunshi Armies. "Destruction Force." The seals ignited, creating a massive explosion claiming many lives. The souls of the fallen solidiers were absorbed into Xeraph's sycthe. The jewel in the center began to glow brighter and brighter, until it shone brilliantly. His job was finished.

"Fogive me. Your deaths were not in vain." Xeraph said, disappearing with a flash of negative light.

MoonGlow (Closed)

Kit-Kat — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 11:21:58 -0500

This is a closed role-play between Emoneko and myself.

name;; Camille Baker
age;; 22
appearence;; http://fc09.deviantart.com/fs32/i/2008/197/e/1/when_i_was_a_young_girl__by_Pretty_As_A_Picture.jpg
race;; Human
extra;; Nope

Camille let out a soft sigh as she plopped down on the couch in the waiting room. She had to go to the dentist today and she dreaded it completely. Mostly becuase he dentist was her father. Several minuters later, her name was called and she stood up, walking into the backroom where her father was setting out tools. Probably just to scare her. "Hi, Dad." Camille said wearily. "Hey, darling. Sit down and we'll take a look at those teeth of yours." Her dad said, chuckling lightly. Camille couldn't help but to let out a smile at his dry humor. She sat down in the seat, which was really uncomfortable, and leaned back, opening her mouth wide.

After the check-up, her father announced her teeth were in perfect shape and for Camille to continue the good work. "Thanks, Dad. Tell Mom I'll come over this Sunday for dinner." Camille said and left, heading to the grocery store to pick up groceries. She walked into the store and picked up eggs, milk, bread, several different types of meat, and a few other stuff. When she got home, she quickly put everything away and started to get ready for work. She worked at a local diner as a waitress, but she got plenty of good tips. Camille dressed in out work outfit and tied her hair up in a bun. She put on some cherry-red lipstick and headed to work.

When she got there, she checked in and headed to the kitchen, greeting everybody and started to work.

Meisters, Weapons, and Witches wanted

Naomi Wolfe — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 11:01:42 -0500

I need more characters for the Soul Eater roleplay I started last night! I started it kind of late which is probably one of the reasons why not many people joined, but I would like this roleplay to go places, so if you'd like to join, JOIN (Please :3)!

Here's the link to its OOC/Signup thread: soul-symmetry-soul-eater-ooc-t32313.html

Breeding Resistance (OOC & SignUp)

l i p STITCHED — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 10:01:34 -0500

Plot

War is never easy, particularly for the soldiers, but what of the casualties? Lives caught up and torn apart by the cyclone that is war? In the city of Gargantua, in the country of Biarma, the only thing the residents know is the fear for their lives that their government has put into them. Human kind has proven time and time again to be less than tolerant of those that are different, and this is no exception.

A race, brilliantly named the Gifted, has surfaced on Earth and, though they may appear to be average humans, they are far from it. With fantastical, powerful, and sometimes eerie powers, they are quickly feared and pulled into "living camps" discerned by Biarma's government. Gargantua is such a town, and in this town is a resistance beginning to form. With the help of friends and the thwarting of enemy soldiers, can this dwindling race overthrow their captors and begin as a new race of man-kind?

Rules

The Usual~

**No GMing
**No killing of other characters
**Follow RPG rules and regulations
**Semi-literacy to literacy is a must, mind your punctuation and such~
**No on-liners, please.
**Keep romance and violence to PG-13 level, please!

Skeleton

Name -
Age -
Gender -
Species -
Power - [[If Gifted]]
Occupation -
Appearance -
Personality -
Background -
Any Additional Information -

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Name - Amou Ishiiin
Age - Unknown/Appears Younger Than 10
Gender - Male
Species - Gifted
Power - Water/Wind/Ice
Occupation - None. Captive.
Appearance - http://i715.photobucket.com/albums/ww153/noomiin_Cosplays/b50e075bf88a45420af5deac22dca509122.jpg
Personality - Amou is not a very weak person. He dislikes other speaking for him and... others in general. Keen and interested in life outside of his containment, he is a very observant child. He is a genius and a very dangerous gifted.
Background - He has no parents and no memory of them. Amou is a captive and has been so nearly all his life. He does not know what is beyond his holding cell. The only reason he has been kept alive, it would seem, is because of his large sense of intellect and insight on others powers. He is not psychic or has telekinesis, but has a great knowledge of human nature among other things. He is being held captive by the government "The Agent" works for.
Any additional information - He has complete control over his abilities, however young he is. He is mute and going deaf because of a virus that has not been discovered or treated.

[The Obsession Game][Closed]

animegalz — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 09:38:24 -0500

Life in Gotham presses on as Batman goes about his job of catching criminals, Richard is getting ready to leave town and Salina is reminiscing over regrets at how her brief relationship with the younger man turned out. As always, Joker is obsessed with everyone's favorite caped crusader, but how far is too far? When Joker traps Bruce in Wayne mansion for his own little game of cat and mouse, it’s up to Richard and Salina to work together and get him out as Barbara is currently out of town for a family emergency, but who is it that is really being played with?

**Story Starter**

What does it mean to be insane? To be mentally ill; to lose grip on reality and morality and just to act; to be mentally fractured. The dictionary defines it as being “not sane; not of sound mind; mentally deranged.” Joker was hardly insane. Obsessed? Yes. Childish? Yes. But not insane. He had a purpose in his actions, granted he had no rules but that never made him insane. The Joker strove for only one person’s attention, not necessarily for their approval but as long as their eyes were on him and he was in the forefront of their mind, he was happy.

Batman was the only person that mattered to The Joker, as long as he had his attention he was content, if he didn’t have his attention he desperately tried to get it. His actions were an excuse for the caped crusader to focus on him, but once his plans had failed and Bruce no longer had a reason to mind his presence, he vanished and plotted a new scheme, just another excuse to get what he really wanted.

Tonight was no different as the criminal sat patiently in the back of his cell, waiting, watching and thinking to himself. Harley would no doubt find a way to break him out, but even if she didn’t he didn’t care. He couldn’t have cared less if he were in prison or in a penthouse, his location didn’t matter; Batman would always be there.

“You’re late, I was thinking you’d forgotten~”, he taunted dangerously as that all too familiar figure appeared on the other side of the glass. The bat tried so hard to be intimidating, and The Joker knew that it got under his little black suited skin that he wasn’t at all frightened of him. There was nothing to be afraid of. Whether Bruce was a sadist or whether the clown was a masochist didn’t matter, either way it worked out the same; either way he had the bat’s attention focused solely on him and it wasn’t going anywhere.

“Awww what? Not going to talk to me Batsy~? Mad that you can’t chase me anymore? Don’t worry, Harley should be getting me outta here really soon~”, the clown grinned maliciously as those soulless orbs focused on him, watching him with the intensity of a predator, something that sent a delicious and oh so addicting shiver down his spine.

“You’re not going anywhere!”, the bat replied, making Joker giggle.

“Oh come on Bats, you don’t actually believe that do you?! I’m insane and even I don’t believe that!”, he cackled cruelly and watched as the caped crusader turned and started walking away. He watched him go, that all too familiar, spandex clad backside rippling back and forth, his eyes didn’t leave it until it was out of sight.

Then he paced to the back of his cell and sat down, leaning back comfortably to wait; wait to be broken out; wait for Batman to come back; wait for something, anything to happen as he enjoyed the aching sensation that his body was unleashing on him. It all really didn’t matter, the only thing that mattered was the caped crusader who was no doubt mulling him over in that deliciously keen mind of his.

She sat on the roof of the storage house, watching him silently, it had been a long time since he'd accepted her help that night so long ago and he was leaving now. She supposed it didn't matter, he had a hard time trusting her after she'd used him, she'd realized later on that he'd become more than a pawn to her. But he wasn't leaving because of her, he was leaving because he "felt smothered" in the city "it wasn't big enough for both him and Batman", the bat was ruining her fun. Half of her wanted to swoop down there, and catch him in her arms and never let go, but the other half wouldn't let her. She'd never thought of going with him, she doubted he would let her if she tried, but she didn't want him to go either, there was a piece of her on both sides that was very attached to him.

"Richard, why are you doing this?", she asked softly, knowing that he couldn't hear her over the bustle of the road between them; hell he could be sitting right beside her and not have heard her.

"You're not going to stop him?", Batman's all too familiar voice asked, Saline didn’t even look up at the old bat.

"What on earth makes you think he would listen to me?", she asked, Bruce crouched down beside the femme fatale, something she wasn't too keen about him doing, it usually meant she was going to get an "I'm-trying-to-be-nice-even-though-I-don't-trust-you" lecture.

"What makes you think he wont?", he asked.

"It was a farce remember?", her voice was flat as she spoke, "I played him, he played me; relationships are such a mess", she gave a half hearted flirtatious smile but it failed rather completely due to her misery.

"You said you really liked him", she said nothing to that and set to simply watching the man she'd come to love from far away. There was nothing, nothing that told her that the former sidekick had felt anything in the short time she'd been working with him, nothing that said she wasn't wasting her time. She sighed lightly and looked up, speaking softly as she did.

"But how do I-", she stopped when she realized that Bruce was gone, he liked to vanish, something that had rubbed off on Nightwing and somehow on her through their limited encounters. Sighing softly, she paced backwards until her back hit the stairwell housing wall, ran and leapt off the roof. There was a long moment of dead air as the building came closer and closer, upon impact she sunk her claws into the metal and held on, thankful that window sills came out slightly from the glass and served as a little bit of a slow down, expertly stopping her at his window.

One tap was all it would take to get his attention, but she still hesitated for a second before reminding herself that she'd just jumped off of a 50 foot building to get where she was right now. Her knuckles made a soft tap on the window and she watched as he turned towards her.

Demon Forest: Rise of the Dead IC (Restart)

Aniihya — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 07:48:24 -0500

OOC: demon-forest-rise-the-dead-fantasy-signup-ooc-t31701.html

It was evening in the Northern Forest. The ground began to tremble and a pale white hand came out. Another hand came out. Then a body rose from the ground. It was a demon girl in shiny red armor and a black cloak over it. She had a grin on her face and a black battle axe in her hand. "Hahaha. I will have my revenge as the commander of the demon legion!" She said. She let out a manic laugh and then said: "I, Kunia Medrali. A guardian of the underworld will punish the empire after being driven to insanity!" She spotted a scout in the woods. She threw her battle axe and hit the scout in the neck, separating his head from his body. Kunia went to pick up her axe and said: "Now rise undead!" Hundreds of undead soldiers rose from the ground.

The Purpose of a RolePlay Post

Combatant876 — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 07:19:57 -0500

Introduction

What should a roleplay post actually do? What things should you include in a roleplay post? Well, after this tutorial, you will know. There are three basic elements that each roleplay post should include. Three objectives, you could say. We will be looking at each of those in turn.

Reveal Your Character

Each of your posts should reveal some aspect of your character. Whether it be their thoughts, personality, appearance, attire. Any revelation of developing traits or quirks, or maybe traits and quirks regressing and becoming less and less prominent.
One mistake often made is revealing every little aspect of your character in the first post. What are you going to write about afterwards? An introduction post should be just that; an introduction to your character... Allowing the reader to know that your character exists. Subsequent posts can be used to reveal further aspects of your character.

Elaborate On The Environment

The environment is an essential aspect to any RP, and is constantly changing; it should be alive. The sun moves in the sky, for example, so if you have two characters sat in the sun, a few posts (an hour or so In Character time) later, they may well be sat in shade. Make mention of this fact. A person in a bar shifts off their chair to go to the bathroom, perhaps mention that. It is important to maintain a 'real' feel to the environment.
Also, atmosphere is an important part of the environment... Does going into the next dungeon hall, for example, mean a deathly silence that weighs heavy on the party?
The environment is the world your readers are drawn into. If a city was made entire of still backdrops in a movie, with the main actors the only things moving, it wouldn't be watched by many people.

Move The Plot Forward

Each of your posts should move the plot forward in some way. What methods can be used to do this? Perhaps the easiest ways are through 'Prompts' and 'Reactions'. Examples of each:

As John Smith opened the door he looked to the man he'd been conversing with, cocking his head to indicate the other should follow him.

Dave Johnson noticed the strange fellow who had been sat to him not long ago make some sort of signal to follow. Taking his drink as he stood, Dave made his way towards the door.

Rudimentary, blatantly obvious examples, I agree, but they serve the purpose of demonstration in this case.

Also, a major aspect to consider when thinking of plot development is time. Should a single post cover a minute, a day, a week? It should cover as much as is pertinent. For example: Your party of wonderful heroes spends a day on horseback. There is no need AT ALL, to post every mile. But, also, do you perhaps need to have a post where your party breaks for lunch? To give opportunity to portray the discomfort, complaints, etc etc. Or, do you simply wait until they make camp in the evening? The choice is your own, of course, but is something to consider.

Conclusion

Taking these factors into account, you will be able to write roleplay posts that are not only conducive to the roleplay, but fuller and richer in content. If you are finding that your posts are a little short, try making them at least three paragraphs long. That is a reasonable size, and you could even just focus on a paragraph for each objective.

As always, if you have any questions, or need any help, feel free to ask.

(UPDATED) Star Wars Alternate History Idea

Kædai Mikailo — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 06:47:39 -0500

EDIT
I have decided to include smugglers, bounty hunters, etc. Plot still in the works.

So, the idea was this: What if Anakin, in that fateful battle between Mace and Palpatine, had killed the Sith? Instead of betraying the Order, what if Anakin had found his inner light, and let the Light Side of the Force prevail?

That was the basic jist of the roleplay. I'm still developing a plot, but I think that I'll have the Clone Wars continue, at least for a little bit longer, just to give those who want to make clones a little bit of combat experience. Oh, and there's a major twist for the clones, but you'll find that out later. =P

Tell me your thoughts. I'm open to anything at this point. And I really want others to help me shape a good roleplay. Oh, I shoulda mentioned that. I want this RP to feel like we're actually there, that you are actually your character. This demands a lot from people, but if done right....oooh, it can make the the RP can be phenomenal!

So think before you join. Please, please, PLEASE think before you join. I'm not trying to scare you off, I promise! *Innocent Face* I just...I really, really want to make this a good roleplay. Really. So, make sure you can dedicate time to the plot and to your character before you join. I'm pretty sure I'm going to limit posting to a MAX of 4 posts a day, but those are GOOD posts. At least a couple paragraphs.

Anyway, so tell me what you guys think.

A battle to rebuild a world? (interest check)

Tigeress — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 06:30:33 -0500

"I...am now a GOD!" the voice echoed, its chillingly throaty sound echoing off thousands of ruined buildings, and sounding of ruined bells. A single foot step and blood splattered the heavy boots as one claw-like hand reached up to wipe the crimson liquid. Red beads ran down to the forearm, eventually touching the darkened black robes of the man, who stumbled now..

"I can't die.. I can't...." the pale face was filled with disbelief, the thin lips pursing in blind hate. His eyes were a sullen blue, which were now filled with silvery tears that glistened and touched the surface of the ruins, intermixing on his cheeks with his life blood. "I can't!" he yelled angerily, a loud sound that caused him to violently cough torrents of red life, which he collasped in.. Death..slowly but surely... did it work. Moments flashed through the man's mind... he had defeated the gods, and now, at the moment he could create a new world, he would perish, mere inches from his goal.

His shaking bloodied right hand reached out for something, a woman simply... standing there... his answers, all he needed to do was touch her, and the world would be his to control..his to-

There was nothing now... merely a corpse.. and the woman.

The idea for this roleplay is that the world is in a rebirth state. A powerful man had defied the gods, slaying them and the world around him. Now life springs anew in a darkened world of shadows. However, the world has no set place or dimension, and simply exists as a part of hundreds of other kingdoms. Now a great war rages to find the Animist, a god-like Human who can breathe life however they wish. A creationist, above all others now.

Characters would be battling of course to create their own world, but there can only be one. If you should fail, not only your life but the life of everything you treasure, will be lost to nothingness. You will not die, instead, it will be as if you never existed, your deeds, your emotions, everything about you will be laid bare as with everything in your kingdom, down to the mighty generals, and the loving mistress. You will lose, everything.

Naturally, this means that even if you want to be freinds with somone, and you may, someday you will have to fight for everything you are, and for the world you must protect. Not only is your existence at stake, but the existance of everything you cherish.

I would allow many races and kingdoms, but the world itself is oddly made up of interconnecting "Kingdoms" which may have its own flaura and fauna, cultures, and technology. I aim to keep it in the fantasy realm but any suggestions would be neat.

A third party I have planned is the "Shadows", everything that was lost in the first world is suddenly given life, but as shadows that seem to exist only to swallow up everything into the darkness. So even if you all decide to live peacefully, it is only a matter of time before you all killed by the never-ending horde. Making the choice to find the Animist much more necessary.

HOWEVER, I think it would be cool to offer a way to fight the darkness instead of focusing on everyone killing eachother, instead making the story about surviving the darkness and finding this goddess and using her power to create a stable world.

Oh and the shadows can also be formed of peoples shadows, a interesting feature i have is that people in the new world don't have them, as they lack "True" life in a light world. And where there is light there is darkness.

VERY OPEN to suggestions. I really want to make this work.

+Anima Roleplay (IC)

.Life.Death.Tragedy. — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 06:16:48 -0500

OOC--- anima-roleplay-ooc-t32164.html

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"Aidan... Aidan..."

Aidan opened her eyes suddenly, waking from her previous dream. Her heart thundered against her chest as she sat up, panting. Her eyes had changed resemble those of a cat's and her claws had been digging at the sheets, making them ratted and ugly. Aidan sighed, her cat features receeding. She slipped her legs over the edge of the bed, holding her head in her hands. That had been the third time this week she had seen that same dream. The fires burning. The screams. Aidan shook her head as she stood up, glancing at the bed.
"I suppose I should tip a bit extra for that..." She muttered, grabbing her things. Ever since the new laws had been placed down for +Anima, Aidan had been on the run from the government. Her eyes searched the darkness outside as she threw on a hoody, clinging onto her chain, as if asking it something in her head. Aidan then opened the door and snuck downstairs silently. She stepped to the counter and placed a few crumpled bills in front of the employee.
"This is all I owe you, right?" She asked. The employee took the money, then nodded calmly.
"I hope you enjoyed your stay, Miss Everheart." The woman said gently. Aidan nodded, smiling to herself. Of course, Everheart wasn't her real last name. It was Chimalus. But that didn't matter. Aidan walked out of the building silently and onto the abandoned street. Not many people were out at 3:00 am in the morning. It was considered suspicious. Which only meant Aidan had to be even more careful if she wanted to avoid the government.

K/Night School (IC)

.Life.Death.Tragedy. — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 06:02:00 -0500

OOC--- night-school-occ-t32220.html (we are still accepting, and we still need some more vampires)

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Fauve's long black hair moved silently as her feet padded down the small sidewalk, umbrella in hand. It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining and the birds were singing, but Fauve felt uncomfortable in this heat. Ever since she had been turned by that bastard vampire gang leader, she was forced to be like this. She took a small sip of her blood substitute, as if pushing the thought of her wanting to keep her humanity as much as possible. Her vibrant green eyes shone from within the shade of the large black umbrella as she glanced at the street watching a group of children run past her, giggling and playing around. She smiled to herself as she continued her daily walk. The chimes of the large clock tower in the middle of the small town corsed through the city, bringing Fauves attention to the time. It was now Noon, which meant that she'd better hurry up back to the school before someone realized she was gone. Fauve sucked her cheeks in, irritated, then began her dash back to the Night school.
"Crap... And I was just beginning to enjoy myself" She muttered, her french/british accent poking through her words. She felt the wind resistance pulling against the large black umbrella as her feet moved faster than a human possibly could. But, then again. She wasn't human.

Hello

Pomona — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 05:15:00 -0500

Hey, I'm Pomona. My name is Stephanie, but I've been called Pomona (or Po if you prefer) for a long while now. I've been looking for an rp site for a while and hoping this place will be it. Uh, well. I've been rping off and on for several years now, but haven't really had an rp for over a year since my old community went to hell in a handbag. I've generally done fantasy RP in the past and have dabbled in modern and science fiction.

That's about it, I think. I never know what to say in these things...

Within Temptation ((closed))

~*~emoneko~*~ — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 03:00:33 -0500

This is a private rp between Kit-Kat and myself.

~Freak Show~
name:Nightshade
age: 16
grade: 11th
appearance: http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll109/EmoNekoMina963/abercrombie_by_donnaa.jpg
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The school year is just beginning at Casketta High School. New teachers, new students, new clothes to show off. Everything seemed to be new for people, except one girl. The outcast, the freak show. Nightshade. She had been going to the same school for four years and only made one friend within that time. He was the coolest guy around, Corny. Unfortunately for Nightshade, Corny was strictly gay. Then again, they made the perfect friends. Outcasts together.
Nightshade sat on a table just inside the Auditorium, which all students were to enter for the 'beginning of the year lecture'. It wouldn't be long but it would be boring, just like last year and the year before that. Nightshade sighed, leaning her head onto Corny's shoulder. The boy had small shoulders for a guy. Long shaggy hair that was nearly a gray color that matched his eyes. "What's wrong?" Corny asked, looking to Nightshade.
The girl moved her head and hopped off the table, making the chains on her Tripp pants raddled. She adjusted her loose Hello Kitty zombie shirt then shook her head to mess up her hair. "Lets do something exciting!" She declared.
Corny looked at Nightshade and her messed up hair for a moment. He had no intentions of getting in trouble on the first day. Sliding off the table he parted Nightshade's bangs to one side, an emo style. Then he flattened and brushed her long black hair in the back, avoiding the red, blue, and green extensions. "No." This word seemed weak from his lips, but Nightshade just sighed, sitting back on the table.
As they sat there, she continued to watch the students and teachers that came in.

Blood Manor : Where things go bump in the night... [[IC]]

iNeko — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 02:38:17 -0500

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Blood Manor : Where things go bump in the night... IC & Still Open...

Intro –

In a town that is but a tiny blur on the map of Indiana... This town is called "Black Bridge" ... Many do not know this small town.. where things go bump in the night... I am sure you may have seen a house like this once of twice in your life... A house that you almost hear the werewolf howl and the snicker of witches and pixies preparing their tricks... The low growl of the vampires that dine on the blood of maidens... The hiss of the nekos and demons that are hiding in the shadows... The cold chill of the ghosts that circle your shoulders and the whisper between the dead trees telling you to flee before the monsters got you...

Well prepare to enter this Manor.. Welcome to “Blood Manor” as many would call it.. long ago when the mansion was lively and people used to live there.. Oh but don't think that the mansion is abandoned and nothing is there now! Please try to see the bigger picture of things... Because if you don't you head will spin when you enter the mansion... and find out what is inhabiting it now...

Monsters and Creatures of all types live here.. ghosts, vampire, werewolves, pixies, witches.. anything your little mind can think of! Ghosts of the people who were killed over the ages in the house and zombies that were buried under the house crawl around in the basement...

The Mansion may be scary at night but at day it seems.. somewhat normal.. but not inside!!!

The monsters and Creatures inside the mansion are mostly teenagers and adults... Some of them go to school so they can get an education and others go out to work so they can earn money and learn about humans. Someone has to pay the bills don't they..?

http://z.about.com/d/architecture/1/0/1/i/breakersmansion-flckr.jpg

A single ray of light shone through dimly lit windows that were covered by dark curtains. The windows that were closed seemed to make the whole room warmer. The dark room seemed empty besides the single lump under the white sheets that moved up and down slowly. In front of the bed was a fireplace that was lit only by a few flames. The lump under the sheets moved and then slowly sat up and then popped up from under the sheets. The lump was a boy with black hair and blood red eyes with pure black cat ears on his head.

He had a tired look on his face and a pair of fangs protruded from his mouth slightly. His hair was a mess and his ears twitched a bit. A slender tail that was slightly puffy slipped out from under the sheets and swayed from side to side. He yawned loudly and then rubbed his eyes and stretched in bed like a cat. He then crawled out from under the sheets like a slug and then fell off the bed onto his belly. He yawned and then stood up and made his bed.

Raven walked over to the mirror that was next to the fireplace and then fixed his hair and cleaned his face up. He walked over to his black dresser and got changed in a button up white shirt with a loose dark red tie. He slipped on his black boxers, then his black pants, and a studded belt. He then put on socks and his black shoes and then yawned again. He looked at his right eye and then frowned and covered it with bandages again. He rolled up his sleeves to his elbows and then put on a sweatband that had a broken heart that was bleeding.

He slipped on some chains on his other wrist and then looked back into the mirror and shrugged. He then raised his hand to the mirror and his eyes glowed a bright white with a hint of lilac. The surface of the mirror then quivered and then sent waves through the surface. His hand slipped through the mirrors surface like it was water and then he walked through the mirror like it was a doorway. He then appeared through a mirror in the living room a few flights of stairs down and then walked into the kitchen that was in the next room. His eyes slowly calmed down and dimmed back to blood red.

He grabbed a glass of o positive and then walked back into the living room. He saw that he still had time before he had to go off to the High school that was not too far from the Manor. He yawned tiredly and then took a sip of his blood and then stretched out on the couch like a lazy cat. His pale skin glowed slightly and his fangs protruded from his tinted blood red lips. His pure black ears twitched with every small creak and tap that echoed in the house. His tail seemed to sway with a hint of mischievousness and mysteriousness that make Raven look sort of seductive even if he did not intend to look that way.. It was just natural because of his vampire blood that was inside him...

Jus Ad Bellum: Dogs of War (OOC)

wolfangel26 — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 02:14:48 -0500

The year is 2017. Most of the world remains in a state of relative peace. Most disagreements and possible wars are averted through acts of diplomacy publicized by the media, but the real conflicts aren't fought in the light...No...they're fought in the shadows. Third world countries and obscure locations serve as the battlefields for the secrets wars carried out by guerilla soldiers and PMC's (Private Military Corporations). The toll these wars have on human lives, while not made public, are by no means minimal. Millions have been killed all over the world, and countless others affected.

This strife has not gone unaware by the United Nations. By their orders, NATO and various other international government organizations funded a project in secret, which resulted in the formation of a highly-trained military unit thats sole purpose was to undergo various covert, high-risk operations around the world. It's a unit made up of various countries' top operatives, a sort of joint-funded organization that specializes in Counter-terrorism, unconventional wafare, reconnaisance, and direct action.

The date was November 23rd, 2012. Brought from around the world, these operatives represent the best of their country has to offer while standing united for their common goal: To defend the rights and freedom of all humanity. This paramilitary unit has been titled the OMEGA UNIT, as they are usually brought in as the last resort due to their effiency.

But the creation of the OMEGA UNIT has not gone unnoticed by the underground terrorist cells. Through a collection of intel gathered from defective spies within those who know of OMEGA, one terrorist group in particular formed its own unit with individuals who have their own set of...skills as well. This cell took the name LEGION. Led by the mysterious individual known only as "Patriarch", LEGION's true purpose has never been fully stated, nor has it revealed itself to the Public. They stand as OMEGA's polar opposite.

For five years, OMEGA has acted as the World's last and greatest defense against terrorism.
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As explained above, this thread is set in the modern era, with a military setting. While it is modern setting, there is a lot of technology which can be described as "Science fiction". Think of this as a G.I. Joe-type story...while it is about covert warfare, the OMEGA Unit's purpse is to avert war, not glorify it.

Since this is a team of highly-skilled individuals, each player will need to have his or her own "special" skill while being overall competent and renown soldiers. Whether they're more skilled at technology, combat, espionage, etc. I will provide a list of basic positions that must be filled before we begin. Also, I will provide individual NPC's which will be allowed to play by those who join.

When it comes to those within the operatives of OMEGA, it is like everyone is already in a close family. An odd family, but a close one.

Here are the classes within OMEGA. For the SOLDIER class, I put a sub-genre. A sub-genre does not mean that your character is restricted to just that particular skill, it details your speciality while also limiting the character. No one's all-powerful, after all. And there may be more players of the same class/sub-genre. I just wanted the positions to be filled to begin. If you have an idea for a class or a sub-genre, feel free to let me know. And classes CAN be put in Sub-genre.
For example, my character's class is an Espionage Agent, but her sub-genre is Commando, because of her skills in combat.
Please note that these apply to the OMEGA Unit, not necessarily Legion or rogue agents. Members of those cells may use these in their profiles if they would like. Also some skills are not listed as classes...like Piloting. All OMEGAs are trained in flying and driving various vehicles, whether aerial, terranian, or aquatic. You can list skills like martial artist, piloting, psychological skills in the slot titled "skills".

Ordnance Expert: (Expert on explosives and firearms)
Counterintelligence Agent: (Professional Spy, skilled in Espionage)
Soldier: (Expert in combat)
Sniper: (Expert marksman, - used prominantly for Assassinations and out-of-range occasions)
Commando: (Experts in Melee combat, both physically and with firearms)
Technology Specialist: (Expert hacker, skilled with decryption and technology)
Engineering Specialist: (Specialist in crafting advanced weaponry and defenses, Machinist)
Communications: (Hacking and Decryption Specialists)
Medic: (Medical Aid and Biological Expert)

((More to come, please notify me if you have an idea))

Anyways, here are the NPC's: (Just a few for now, but more to come)
IF SOMEONE WANTS TO OWN AN NPC, THEY'RE WELCOMED TO ASK FOR ONE. JUST BE LITERATE AND ATTENTIVE. UNTIL SOMEONE REQUESTS OWNERSHIP, THESE CHARACTERS WILL REMAIN NPC'S. ONCE THEY ARE OWNED, THEY CANNOT BE CONTROLLED BY ANOTHER PLAYER. ((Also, their histories may be altered if they are requested by a player))

IF SOMEONE WANTS TO CREATE AN NPC, LET ME KNOW AND IT'S DONE

Anyone who uses an NPC, must use them with respect. Don't abuse their use for personal gain, and when using them, make their personalities and dialogue reflect their biography please

Commander Samuel E. Griffin:
Code Name: Chief
Current Position: Commanding Officer of OMEGA
Age: 49
Hometown: San Antonio, Texas
Rank: Major General, United States Marine Corp
-Raised as a military brat, he enlisted when he came of age, like his father before him, and his father before him.
Graduating from West Point at the top of his class, he rose through the ranks of the United States Marines until
he began his work under NATO. He is the Founder of the OMEGA UNIT and its commanding officer. He has a no
nonsense attitude combined with honor-bound loyalty to his country and humanity. He married at 25, but his
wife and daughter were killed by a domestic terrorist cell who bombed a federal building with them inside.
SInce then, he has dedicated his entire life to the military.

Dr. Charles L. Grant:
Code Name: Indiana
Current Position: Chief Medical Officer of OMEGA
Age: 45
Hometown: Hartsfield, Indiana
Rank: Lieutenant, Unites States Navy
-Born in a relatively small town, Grant enlisted to help pay for school so he could become a vet, but his skills as a
Medical Aid led him to a permanent military career. He had served various tours in the Navy until he came into
contact with General Griffin, who requested his help in the OMEGA Unit.

Patriarch:
Real Name: Unknown
Current Position: Commander of LEGION
Age: Unknown
Hometown: Unkown
Rank: Unknown

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Here is the character sheet for players.

Name:
Code-Name:
Age:
Gender:
Nationality:
Alliance: ( OMEGA, LEGION, Self-employed, Rogue)
Class:
Sub-genre: (If any)
Rank:
Skills:
Weapons:
Appearance: (Picture or typed description) ...(or both)
Personal Biography:

Here is my character, as an example:

Name: Evelyn Murphy
Code-Name: Phoenix
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Nationality: American
Hometown[/i]: New York City, New York, US
[b]Alliance: OMEGA
Class: CounterIntelligent Agent
Sub-genre: Commando
Rank: Lieutenant Commander
Skills:
Espionage methods
Light-firearms (pistols, handguns, etc.)
Martial Arts- various styles
Reconnossaince
Weapons:
2 Desert Eagles- .357 Magnum
2 Katanas- one with a black hilt, the other with a white
Appearance: http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0WTb_r0bPZKO8oAUKyjzbkF/SIG=123mclmvo/EXP=1257750132/**http%3A//screenrant.com/images/scarlet-gi-joe.jpg
-Standing nearly 5'8", Phoenix has a tall, slender build with long auburn hair and bright blue eyes.

Personal Biography:
Evelyn was born into a military family. Her father died overseas, and so she was raised by her mother who sank into depression
and drank herself to death when she was only 12. Left in foster care, she became quite a trouble maker, always stealing and getting into
fights. Her lack of discipline eventually landed her in juvenile detention. It was there was introduced to General Griffin, who knew her
father personally and approached her. He said he had been trying to find her for years, and he made a promise to her father to look after
her and her mother, but after Eve's mother died, she was hard to track.
He volunteered to have her placed in his care and have her trained in the military. Even then, he was planning on forming a group
like OMEGA, and he saw potential in Eve. Seeing little option, Eve agreed. She was placed in his care and raised like a solider as well as a
future spy.
She acts as a field commander for OMEGA.

((I will edit my character's history later, I'm just really tired!))

Halo: Sparrow's Edge (OOC)

Lerro — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 02:09:36 -0500

-Plot-

This all takes place sometime before the first halo game. A human space station called the "Sparrow's Edge" has discovered the location of several Covenant bases and their weaknesses, valuable information that the humans plan to put to use. But before Sparrow's Edge can send the information to HQ, the station is attacked by overwhelming Covenant star ships. The human HQ loses communications with Sparrow's Edge and must assume the worst. Desperate, HQ pulls a squad together (us) and sends them on a Rescue and Retrieval mission. Main objective: Recover the Covenant information. Secondary Objective: Rescue any survivors that are intercepted. At first the station will seem to be abandoned, but the squad will encounter several covenant troops, and will possibly be surprised by The Flood at a certain point in time.

RULES

1) NO GOD MODING!!!

2) One paragraph minimum posts. (At least 5 good sentences)

3) If you are accepted please be active (don't take four days to post a single reply).

4) No one can be a Spartan. Only an O.D.S.T. or a marine.

5) You may have two characters if you wish, but only if one of them is expendable.

6) Expendable characters can only be killed when their player wishes them to be killed. No one else can do it for them.

6) Refer to Forum Rules.

-Character Skeleton-

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Military Position (ODST/Marine):
Appearance (if you are using pictures, no anime please):
Personality:
Short Bio:

If you have any questions bout any of this at all please feel free to send me a message. Once we get enough people fixed up with their characters I'll start the IC.

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My Skeleton

Name: Alan West

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Military Position: O.D.S.T. Squad Leader

Appearance:
http://theawesomer.com/photos/2009/09/090509_halo_t.jpg

Personality: Natural born leader, Alan West is strong both physically and mentally. He accepts death easily for himself, but not for his squad mates. His compassion for his country and the men who fight beside him is what keeps him going when things get tough.

Short Bio: Alan's father was an O.D.S.T. when he was about 26 as well. He never made it to squad leader though. He served his time and decided being in the military wasn't for him. But for Alan West, being an O.D.S.T. was his dream ever since the moment he heard one of his father's stories about battling the Covenant. He enlisted at 18 and began his training. Once his skills were perfected and ready for battle, he was assigned to a squad called Echo 1. As members of Echo 1 began to die off during battle, Alan moved up within the ranks of the squad, and soon became a squad leader. He was then moved again to a leaderless squad called the Vector 3 Squadron. He has been squad leader of the group ever since, and each mission he takes on is just another exciting adventure for him.

My Expendable Character
Name: Joseph McCardy

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Military Position: Marine

Appearance: A marine style mohawk sits on top of his head. His hair is dark and his eyes are green.

Personality: Headstrong and impatient, but never loses control of his anger.

Short Bio: A great and loyal friend of Alan, McCardy was never suited as an O.D.S.T. He didn't possess the skill needed to bear the armor of an orbital drop ship trooper. But as a marine, he was the best of the best. Always competing with the other marines, and succeeding as one of the best fighters in the military. He joined the day Alan did, but once they both finished their training they were forced to go separate ways. Alan went to Echo 1, and McCardy was sent to a marine base where he learned more about explosives and how to make them and even take them apart without them going boom! Now that the Vector 3 Squad will be going into assumed heavy hostile areas, Joseph was assigned to serve under Alan for the time being until the mission was completed.

Our Immortal ((closed))

~*~emoneko~*~ — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 01:35:22 -0500

This is a rp between CherryRed and Myself.

~The Fairy Princess~
name: Jazz
Age: 16
Appearance: http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll109/EmoNekoMina963/abercrombie_by_donnaa.jpg
((will try to post an anime one too))
Height: 5'5
Style: dark and to herself
Grade: 11th
hobbies: going to the movies, hanging out at the mall, reading, listening to music
Other:
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The school year is just starting in the city of Groves. Its a medium size town. It has a mall, Walmart, and lots of fast food places. Its a basically normal city, except for two people in it. One girl in the High School has a secret. A deep secret she has managed to keep since 3rd grade. She is a fairy.
Its time for a new year of High School and Jazz is in the 11th grade. Sitting idly on a table, she watched everyone enter the gym. She didnt the same thing every year, and every year she laughed at the fact she had no friends. Was it that she was a fay? Or was she simply to weird for anyone to befriend. No matter what the reason was, it was indeed odd.

The Dragon's Lair

Nikolinni — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 01:13:33 -0500

This is my first rp, so here I go and wish me luck!

THE STORY:
The Magic Belt of Salista has kept the land of Artica for years. Now the evil sorcerer Nakai has stolen the magic belt and plunged the land into Chaos. The gems were hidden in the Magic Castle of Sirna, and the belt itself is guarded by the dragon Quanix. But is everything as straightforward. As it seems? Is the sorcerer Nakai really the villain? The only way to find out is to find all the gems and the magic belt! But it's not that easy, since the Magic Castle houses all sorts of caves, corridors, caverns and even forests.

THE FLOW:
you are a brave adventurer daring to restore the gems to the belt. But are you doing it for wealth, for the sake of good or to harness the power of the gems?
You are allowed one character, and one "monster" character. It can be something like a smalll dragon, an anthro animal,etc. It must be medium sized and not too powerful. If you have anyquestions, just ask. I will start once someone else joins.

My Character:
Name: Niko Linni
Race: Anthro Cat
Age: 18
Looks: Black and white fur, and ggreen eyes. Is slim, and a head shorter Thant the average 18 year old human. He has a bushy fox like tail.
Abilities: Very basic "Level One" Magic
Partner Monster: Yumetaro. A half-plant half-cat sprite that is green and white. It is about 15(in humab/anthro years) and has antennas and can fly with it's wings.
Reason for questing: To restore peace.
(you don't have to make a char sheet if you don't want to)