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1x1 or Small Group

Blaise — Sun, 22 Nov 2009 00:38:27 -0500

Okay I am officaly bored and I am looking for a small group or a 1x1 RP to do. I have a few ideas but Id like to hear a few others if anyone is intrested in a 1x1 or a small group, no more then 4 for small group. Please let me know if you are interested and we can talk about ideas. Thanks ^^

Looking for a One on One partner =]

Lovexinfection — Sun, 22 Nov 2009 00:13:20 -0500

Hullo.
I have a website that has all of my information on it here :
Lovexinfection.webs.com

Rules:
* I play a female in 95% of my role-plays, sorry if that bothers you.
* I also find romance to be a need in a role-play. Sorry again if you don't feel the same.
* I have a foul mouth. If that bothers you, please let me know before hand so I can watch my lips.
* No God-Play without asking.
* I really don't give a damn about all of this lit nonsense. I'd rather have two interesting sentences than a boring paragraph. Keep me entertained and use caps and I'm all yours.

Civil War
Vampire of any sort.
Demon/Angel(or Human)
Guardian Angel
Master/Help (Nanny, Butler, Maid, etc)
Kidnapping
Teacher/Student
Boss/Secretary
Friends.

I don't do animes, tv series, books, movies, etc.
Or anything in the future.

Really, I'll do about anything. Ask if you have any plots/genres/ideas in mind.
this is just a quick list of the first things that came to mind.

Hit me up on AIM at LovexInfection

otherworld (romance, need girl)

rare177 — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 23:54:12 -0500

nick was an elf that was wondering in the elven forests of azeroth when he spotted a girl and he walked up to her "hello" nick said politely

Killer Klowns From Outer Space!

Hejin — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 23:53:00 -0500

I'm really, really bored right now.

In my bored stupor, I had a weird idea.

Ever seen the old campy B-movie classic "Killer Klowns From Outer Space"?

I thought that it had some great black humor, and surprisingly creative deaths for a horror movie. Maybe it's just me, but I almost had the strange idea of making an RP about it. The concept would basically be a small-town that gets invaded by sadistic aliens that resemble clowns. All the RPers would probably be residents fighting for their survival. While the movie had a lot of stuff to give it a name, I'd probably end up expanding upon it greatly.

So would anyone be interested in it? If not, I can just continue waiting for other stuff to get posted in.

This guy passed the Bar Exam???

Protoman X — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 23:50:35 -0500

Tonight I was given a printed email by my uncle. And I must say: WTF? You will understand why after reading it.

From an email:

These are from an actual book called 'Disorder in the American Courts' and are things people actually said in court, word for word, taken down and now published by court reporters that had the torment of staying calm while these exchanges were actually taking place...

___________________________________________________

ATTORNEY: This myasthenia gravis, does it affect your memory at all?
WITNESS: Yes.
ATTORNEY: And in what ways does it affect your memory?
WITNESS: I forget.
ATTORNEY: You forget? Can you give us an example of something you forgot?

____________________________________________________

ATTORNEY: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he doesn't know about it until the next morning?
WITNESS: Did you actually pass the bar exam?

____________________________________________________

ATTORNEY: The youngest son, the twenty-year-old, how old is he?
WITNESS: He's twenty, much like your IQ.
____________________________________________________

ATTORNEY: Were you present when your picture was taken?
WITNESS: Are you shitting me?

____________________________________________________

ATTORNEY: So the date of conception (of the baby) was Augest 8th?
WITNESS: Yes.
ATTORNEY: And what were you doing at that time?
WITNESS: Getting laid.

____________________________________________________

ATTORNEY: She had three children, right?
WITNESS: Yes.
ATTORNEY: How many were boys?
WITNESS: None.
ATTORNEY: Were there any girls?
WITNESS: Your Honor, I think I need a different attorney. Can I get a new attorney?

____________________________________________________

ATTORNEY: How was your first marriage terminated?
WITNESS: By death.
ATTORNEY: And by whose death was it terminated?
WITNESS: Take a guess.

____________________________________________________

ATTORNEY: Can you describe the individual?
WITNESS: He was about medium height and had a beard.
ATTORNEY: Was this a male or female?
WITNESS: Unless the CIrcus was in town I'm going with male.

____________________________________________________

ATTORNEY: Is your appearance here this morning pursuant to a deposition notice which I sent to your attorney?
WITNESS: No, this is how I dress when I go to work.

____________________________________________________

ATTORNEY: Doctor, how many of your autopsies have you performed on dead people?
WITNESS: All of them. The live ones put up too much of a fight.

____________________________________________________

ATTORNEY: ALL your responses MUST be oral, OK? What school did you go to?
WITNESS: Oral.

____________________________________________________

ATTORNEY: Do you recall the time that you examined the body?
WITNESS: The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m.
ATTORNEY: And Mr. Denton was dead at the time?
WITNESS: If not, he was by the time I finished.

____________________________________________________

ATTORNEY: Are you qualified to give a urine sample?
WITNESS: Are you qualified to ask that question?

____________________________________________________

And the best for last:
ATTORNEY: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse?
WITNESS: No.
ATTORNEY: Did you check for blood pressure?
WITNESS: No.
ATTORNEY: Did you check for breathing?
WITNESS: No.
ATTORNEY: So, then is it possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?
WITNESS: No.
ATTORNEY: How can you be so sure, Doctor?
WITNESS: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.
ATTORNEY: I see, but could the patient have still been alive, nevertheless?
WITNESS: Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law.

Isn't it comforting to know that our Justice System is full of so many intelligent people?

Mirror's Edge: Band of Runners IC

OnyxSpy — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 23:49:46 -0500

Link to join this RP http://www.roleplaygateway.com/mirror-edge-band-runners-t33112.html

Galen jumped from one rooftop to another, landing and rolling, then right after sliding under some pipes. He got up to sprint speed and leaped off the building, plummeting faster and faster as he went. As he was nearing the ground, and what seemed to be imminent death, when he caught a flag pole, spun in a circle twice, then let go to land on a building nearby. He took off from there into the window of another and landed in the window. He took off up the stairs to the roof, then jumped onto a seemingly normal building. It was the Red Resistance headquarters. Galen dropped inside and sat down. "Hello Faith." "Ahh, Galen. What took you?" "I kinda started higher then I would have liked. I think I fell a good twenty stories." Galen grinned and crossed his legs. "So, we just waiting for the others?" Faith turned around in her swivel chair, a row of computer screens with views of the city behind her. "Well, until they arrive I can't brief them, can I" Galen smiled and said "I guess not. So we play the waiting game..."

Otherworld Outcasts [IC]

StealFire — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 23:39:35 -0500

Merlot's seemed quiet that evening, abnormally so. Sure, it was dingy and tense as usual, but the air had a stagnant quality about it that night. Merlot was wiping out a glass with a dirty rag while Caiohme glided about the tables. Myrm, the bouncer, sat quietly in the corner, and the patrons went about their business. Nothing was really out of place, and yet, something seemed different.

Canjie, a regular at Merlot's, was seated in her special chair at the end of the bar. The bar stool there is specifically made to accommodate her feline physique. She patted the bar twice with her paw and Merlot slid a saucer filled with whiskey down to her, which she lapped at voraciously.

Canjie was turning three-hundred and thirty-five years old that night. Not a happy time considering that it was the 300th year she had lived as a domestic cat. After a few more gulps of whiskey, she pushed the empty saucer away from her and lay her head down on the bar counter in depression. Living forever is a cruel fate as it is, but living forever as a cat was pure agony. Now she felt sorry for that poor sonovabitch she once turned into a ferret. But at least he got to die eventually.

While sad thoughts spun cobwebs in her liquor-filled head, other things began to brew in Merlots.

Look inside! You never know what you will find!!

CelestialBeast — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 23:33:42 -0500

Hey Everyone. Me again. Still Trying to find some players for my RP's. Anyways...Here's the link!

one-last-try-t33054.html

Thanks for takin' a look!

The Proper Place ~A Love Story~ (IC Still accepting)

Sweet Angel Jocelyn — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 23:17:36 -0500

http://www.roleplaygateway.com/the-proper-place-love-story-ooc-t33075.html ((OOC))

Drucilla Marie Blackwell, eighteen and free, for the time being. Her parents were planning to marry her off, that much the duchess knew. And, while she didn't want them to choose while she wasn't there, she also didn't want to be there when they chose. At least this way, she'd be distracted by her cousin, and the array of people that came through the castle. Maybe she could even convince her cousin to talk to her parents. He was the head of the family after all, being the king.

The carriage that the young woman was riding in stopped infront of the gate to the castle. She knew that they were planning to just go through and take her right to the door, but before they even knew it, she had the door open, her skirts gathered in her hands, and had hopped out of the carriage. There was a shout of protest as she closed the door.

"Just take my things to the castle, please." She said, smiling at the driver and footman. She waved as they drove forward and the young woman walked slowly toward the castle, taking in the sight and enjoying the excitement of the people that she assumed were guards hurrying around.

Wearing a light blue silk dress, with her long blonde hair gathered on top of her head, she made quite the enchanting sight. She held the hem of her skirt up slightly so that it wouldn't be dirtied by the earth around her. Her white slippers showed as she took small steps forward. She loved watching people, and they loved watching her. It was a wonder she had yet to be married.

FMA:Fallen Angel ((IC))

~*~emoneko~*~ — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 23:12:10 -0500

OOC:http://www.roleplaygateway.com/post912773.html#p912773

In order to gain something, you must lose something of equal value.

In this world, there exists people with special abilities to manipulate objects and transform one object into another. These people are known as alchemists. This process does come with a cost though, the basic law of alchemy states that to gain something you have to sacrifice something of the same value.
Edward and Alphonse Elric made an attempt at human transmutation, a forbidden act in Alchemy, to revive their deceased mother-but the result were tragic....Edward lost his left leg, while Alphonse lost his entire body. Edward was able to sacrifice his right arm to transmute his brother's soul and bind it to a suit of armor-but the price the brothers paid was far too great. To regain their bodies, the brothers have started on a journey in search of the legendary Philosopher's Stone, which is said to hold immeasurable powers.........

On their search, the Elric brothers heard of a legendary Fallen Angel. She is supposed to be a strong alchemist, but not very old. On top of all that, she has information on the Philosopher's Stone...more than just information, she knows were it is. There is a problem. The girl is wanted by the military and the homunculus. Who will get to her first and does she know where the stone is? Who is this mystery girl?

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Central. A place for the military and people who want information. There is a Military Headquarters for the Alchemist in the area, along with a Military Library. A bit from there is the train station. The ground is covered by a thin sheet of water, since it has been raining for a few days. Its a little odd for it to rain that much, but no one seemed to notice. Word of the Elric brothers has been going around, saying they were coming into town. No one knows about the humonculous that are coming as well. Nor the little girl. All are coming for research.

Joeli sat in her seat on the train, waiting for it to arrive in Central. She sat alone, staying to herself and away from the other passengers. She felt sick, having lost all her money for the ride. Her stomach growled loudly, making her wince and squeak a little. "Shut up!" she growled, looking down at her skinny exposed stomach.
She leaned back in her seat again, her head leaned against the window. She was bored, hungry, and tired. She pushed her black and red hair out of her face, then straightened her black tub top shirt. Her green eyes then moved to look at her light, yet dirty blue jeans. They wouldn't have been dirty but she had been fixing a guys automil before she got on the train, and now there was grease stains on them.
She tried to focus on something other than her basic cravings. She looked around the train, seeing a big guy in armor...a shorter guy with blond hair......some other people....and a woman in skimpy clothes and black hair. Again, her head hit the window, hitting harder this time.She didnt mean for it to hit that hard, she just was really bored.

Lust sat quietly away from everyone, her eyes locked onto the girl she was trailing. Her eyes were narrowed into a glare for the longest time, but as soon as she felt the girl was to look, she looked down at the magazine in her lap. Around her shoulders was a coat, but other than that, she had her normal black dress on. On her mildly exposed chest, was no mark. It was gone. Hidden. Glamor? Makeup? Either way, it wasn't showing. She hoped that would be enough for the Elric brothers to not recognize her. She had to make it to Central. Word was the Fallen Angel was there. So what if it was just a rumor. It was better than nothing. And, if anything else, it was fun messing with the Elric brothers.
Lust sighed, turning the page of the magazine. She had no interest in any of these things? She had no interest in anything at the time, matter of face. Where was Gluttony anyways? He should be around, along with Wrath, disguised of coarse. "I hate trains." She muttered to herself, turning yet another page.

Luna, the Moonlight City ((Closed))

Enkisama — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 22:59:09 -0500

They city Luna once scaled higher and larger than the mountain it resided in. Every corner of the Luna could be considered the eighth wonder of the world. Balconies wraped their arms around the outer cliffs, giving a decorated look of sunshine in the spring. Within the mountain were many corridors and plenty of carved out skylights to lighten the civilian's mood.

Once Luna thrived with many types of beings, trolls, dwarves, elves, humans, and even dragons had their own special layers. The market place danced with women and screaming children. The pratice field called out to young men who desired to protet their families and become grand bachelors, until...

Flames lcked at the wood brackets which held buildings and tunees from collapsing. Men battled totheir death while women met their fears of the night. children wold never play again. Once beauitful white marble streets were now stained with blood and decay of families.

Silence swept over Luna in great waves. The flaming beast beame a legend to the dead and living, but the trail of ash spoke of the distruction which the animal had left behind. Whoever, whatever caused the stif in the peaceful city had no reason to stay. Or at least anyone would believe he would not stay.

*Hack*. *Cough*. A body drenched in blood spat out some red syrupy liquid out the side of his mouth. A sword was clenched tightly in his right hand, while a small locket of silver drapped out of his left. Dried up blood knatted the dark strains of hair. A once handsome face was now scarred with different blade wounds. Is clothing tathered to the point that rags would have done him more good. *Cough*.

A deep struggling breath was the only sign that this man was still alive. More blood seeped from his wound as he hacked u another fair amount of blood.

Moonlight shattered the darkness through one of the skylights, landing on the dying man. the side of his face sparkled with a tattoo of silver which constantly changed from different symbols of his language into other symbols and words. Another deep breath weezed thorugh his lungs and out his nose. He would lie this night, but not easily.

Silvia, a young woman with blond hai that amost looked white, stumbled out of the dark alley, her leg badly injured. Noticing the young mang against the wall she, with difficulty, moved towards him. Collasping at his side she noticed hat hew as still breathing. Thank the heavens, She thought as she pulled out a small silver knife with a snow-white hilt. Slicing her wrist she poored fresh blood into the man's mouth, but this body rejected the magic of her blood and he coughed it all over her white dress. okay how about... Silvia ut her hands over the man's chest and focused her healing magic on all his wounds.

Rejected.

The magic thrusted back at her with reheated foce, buring her palm befre raging over her organs. She gasped then screamed as the power engulfed her body. Quickly she battled the power with her own and collapsed in the process. Fainting from the pain, her body slowly began to heal itself as she slept.

NEED players!!!

MoonMan — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 22:57:36 -0500

blood-sand-t33102.html

Please, check it out. Even if you're not going to join at least read it first!

The Other School //OOC

Rêve — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 22:52:36 -0500

The Other School
OOC: [here]
IC: [link]

http://i49.tinypic.com/in4l08.jpg http://i46.tinypic.com/72t6aq.jpgSt. Joseph's Private Academy is a private high school. With a large, modern building housing less than 300 students, all of the latest technology, and large sprawling grounds, St. Joseph's is the best choice for high school. Nearly anyone who can afford it sends their children there. But not all the students are rich-- every year, a few students are accepted through scholarship or foreign exchange programs. St. Joseph's is,over all, a prestigious school boasting top grades and winning teams. With plenty of school funding, the technology is always up to date, the school is clean and pleasant, the teachers effective, and there are plenty of extra-curricular activities to choose from. Like most private schools, St. Joseph's has a school uniform. It is a dark blue sleeveless pullover over a white dress shirt (short or long sleeved), with the school logo on the pullover. Girls wear plain black skirts, and boys wear plain black dress pants, though girls may also wear if they wish. Boys must wear gold ties, and girls may also wear a tie if they'd like. Shoes must be plain black, with no other colours or designs, and socks must be white. (Basically like the picture, with dress pants and a different fit for boys). Their mascot is the jaguar.

For those who cannot afford private school, the local alternative is Everwood High. This school is public, in a crumbling building closer to the bad part of town. If given the choice, parents would rather have their children attending St. Joseph's, so the students of Everwood are generally of lower class. They have not uniform, and their mascot is the falcon.

Between the two schools, there isn't much interaction. The St. Joseph students stay away from the public school 'troublemakers', and the Everwood kids don't care for the 'rich snots'. Going to different schools, and without much in common, the students of these to schools have never had any reason to socialize with each other. Until now. Over the school holidays, a fire broke out in the Everwood School Building, and it was deemed unsafe for students. The closest high school being St. Joseph's the academy opened its doors to the students of Everwood. And come the first day back from break, will the students be able to look past their stereotypes of each other, or will they always be the bad kids and the rich kids to eachother?

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The roleplay will begin on the first Monday back from winter break, with the students from both schools now going to St. Joseph's.

I know I didn't give very much information on Everwood, but seeing as the setting of this roleplay will be St. Joseph's, I think that it's more important to know about. Besides, Everwood is just an average public school.

For this roleplay, all I ask is that you write at least two paragraphs in each of your posts, be literate, keep everything PG-13, and respect RolePlayGateway's rules.

Also, please try to create interesting characters, and keep gender and school ratios equal.

Character List:
-Jessica Newsom - St. Joseph's - Rêve

Skeleton:
(I'd also like if you used my skeleton. You don't have to have the formatting, but at least provide all the information below.)
[center][image here - must be realistic - optional]
[font=calibri][b]Name:[/b] [your character's full name, as well as any nicknames]
[b]Gender:[/b][male // female]
[b]Age:[/b][13-19]
[b]School/Grade:[/b][Everwood High School // St. Joseph's Academy - 9-12]
[b]Description:[/b][required - a general description or anything that can't be seen in your photo]
[b]Bio:[/b][a summary of your character's life]
[b]Personality:[/b][a short paragraph on your character's personality]
[b]Other:[/b][anything else you'd like to add - eg. teams/clubs they're in][/font][/center]

http://th02.deviantart.net/fs50/300W/f/2009/321/1/0/In_the_car_by_promis.jpg
Name: Jessica Newsom
Gender: Female
Age: 16
School/Grade: St. Joseph's Academy / 11
Description: Often considered attractive by others, Jessica stands at 5 feet and 10 inches, with a thin frame. She is confident about her height and her body, even though she is rather flat-chested. She has fair skin that never seems to tan, only gain freckles, which she doesn't particularly like. Her hair is naturally brown and straight. She dyes it a darker shade of brown that is nearly black, and normally wears it in a ponytail or in some sort of undo, easily annoyed when it's in her face. She wears a bit of makeup regularly to school, but doesn't really have a regimen. She usually just highlights her bright green eyes with plain black or brown eyeliner, with a bit of neutral or pinkish lipstick. Her uniform is immaculate-- always clean and never stretching the rules, always worn exactly as it is supposed to be. Her regular clothes are usually form-fitting and simple.
Bio: Jessica was born to William Newsom and Marta Newsom (formerly Evans). Her father is a doctor, and her mother a lawyer. She is an only child, but was never really spoiled, even being in a rich family. Her life wasn't particularly interesting until she was 6. Her mother was diagnosed with breast cancer, but luckily it was in the early stages, and her mother was able to beat the cancer. After that scare, the family was sure everything would only continue to improve, until the cancer came back. This time, however, Marta lost the battle and died, when Jessica was 12. For several years it was only Jessica and her father. It was then that Jessica started to turn into her current self-- super organized and over-achieving. Even when her father remarried, she still looked to organization for comfort.
Personality: Jessica is uptight and organized, taking school (and most other things) extremely seriously. She has a great bullshit detector and is hard to fool. Jessica is blunt and honest, and will tell the truth without sparing anyone's feelings. She also doesn't have much of a sense of humour, not appreciating most jokes or witty remarks. She doesn't like to get involved in high school drama, and doesn't have any close friends. There are people she can make casual conversation with, but nobody that she admits her deepest secrets too. People know who she is, and often ask her for school help, but no one really knows anything about her life. When she first entered high school, boys used to flirt and ask her out, but she rejected all of them-- she is still seen as good-looking, but no guy will approach her, knowing that she 'doesn't date'. She secretly has a thing for bad boys, though she would never admit it.
Other: She doesn't like to be called Jess, Jessie, or any sort of nickname.

Dystopia ~ The Bleak And Dark Future

Reality Stops — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 22:43:23 -0500

http://www.roleplaygateway.com/download/file.php?id=1666
In the dark reaches of the 22nd century, Earth is but a lifeless husk, nuclear Armageddon stripped much, if not all of its life and the small percentage of humanity that remained hid in deep, underground bunkers. Despite the tentative safety of these once temporary, now permanent refuges, the remainder of mankind knew escaping the planet would be the only logical solution to avoid total extinction, as such a great space plan was launched in Sub-City 05, one of the larger underground domiciles which had access to most of the technological and scientific knowledge of the past decades at hand.

What resulted was a gargantuan construction of a space vessel after several years of effort, just as power cells were fading to keep the oxygen generators of the cities going, civilization (or what it could be known as.) fled to outer space. The promise of a new home never came to fruition, as nearing the start of the 26th century and several, several generations down the line hope was all but spent - despairing, the meaning of the ships name, Hope, was all but glaring irony to the matter.

However, the craft was self sufficient as mechanical maintenance droids kept the ship in good repair, solar energy powered its cruise through the cosmos as several hundred thousand humans, all of which had never even been on Earth called it their home. However, unrest was growing and much of the population of Hope was forever weighed down by an ever pressing shadow of the past. To keep unrest from spreading, minds turned to modifying the equipment of the ship to provide alternative leisure outlets to the populace, old films and books provided reference points and as such - Utopia was created.

Utopia was a fully immersed virtual reality system, an alternate life that one could lead from birth to death (as some eventually did.) to escape from the ship, like a video game, it allowed for freedom and creation, bubbles of reality within Utopia were formed from old tales - humans would masquerade outside of their day jobs as Dwarfs or Elves in an seemingly perfect fantasy land, others might be imagining themselves as pioneers leaving Hope and finding New Earth.

Regardless, nearly all the non-necessary populace of Hope, (A good few hundred thousand.) were jacked into Utopia constantly, and they stayed jacked in, until their bodies died and even then, their consciousness continued to exist for quite simply, something had gone wrong. Be it a glitch or an external factor, no one knows. No one could leave Utopia and slowly the system became corrupt and dark, commonly death in the system booted the user out, however with no way to return people simply faded away. As such, no one outside of the system could communicate in or vice versa, as years went, the boundaries between reality and Utopia blurred, people forgot their origin or identity outside of Utopia, some clung to it and tried painstakingly to keep friends and loved ones sane.

The Utopia had corrupted, it was no longer a dream but a hellish nightmare for many, it was now but a shadow, a Dystopia.

General idea, might trim it - alternatively I might change the back story but the premise is similar, imagine a man built Matrix to keep the masses happy for some reason when the system is damaged, glitches or is changed purposefully, trapping hundreds of thousands of minds. If people have played Second Life, I imagine the system would be much like that, in that bubbles can be made that contain content, fantasy, sci-fi, western, all these genres can mix freely inside the system but the main point is that the System is failing and a way out needs to be found.

So... any opinions?

The Timekeeper's Sea: Part 1; Ring of Bulls (OOc/OA) SIGNUP

im_no_juliet — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 22:27:33 -0500

::PLOT::
Time is short. No matter how long you think you have- no matter how long you think it would last -time is one thing that always eventually runs out. In the days of the Great Pillage, there was nothing truer. Back then, pirates were everywhere and nobody bothered to stop them. All who took to the sea knew that their time could run out at any moment and the only way to save themselves was to trust their crew, take care of their ship, and kill until blood was not just the stain of a woman's lips, but that which painted their hands, dyed their clothes, soaked their knives, and drowned their hearts.

It was the day of pirates. The day where the Jolly Roger was the flag of allies, enemies, fear, freedom, joy, and respect. Though it might seem, at times, as though these men and maidens of the sea were just sailing out and killing aimlessly, nothing could be more false.

It was the Clock of Khronos and the 3 rings of Ananke that drove the will of these seafaring captains and their loyal crews. As of yet, only very few even had any clue at all of where they might be. It was said that you had to find all three rings and be the most worthy of pirates with the most loyal of crews to be able to find the Clock. And to find the Clock was to gain powers no other could ever dream about. Power that would bring respect, wealth, and an eternity of good fortune. It was the dream of gods, and the treasure of all pirates.

This tale we shall twist now, carefully weaving the bright tapestry of words to bring this story life, is that of one crew with a secret to protect; The first ring. The captain of this crew, Sparrow Mae, has been the soul processor of the Ring of Man, ever since her father before her, a pirate himself, passed it on to her as well as the ship and his title from his death bed. As one of the few pirate crews that allowed women on board (thanks to it's captain), those of loyal to Arisen Athena (the name of the ship) are hard on the trail of the second ring, the Ring of the Bull, and will do anything to meet their goals.

But it's not all smooth sailing, as proven by the countless pirates before them who have failed to have even a hint of luck in their searches. They must survive the others they come upon, the wrath of the sea, and their own issues, misfortunes, loves, and lusts. After all, on a ship like this, there's bound to be a few affairs. Though they are forbidden to, even the captain has desires she must keep quite. Jealousy, treachery, greed, desire... The sins of the flesh and mind that stand between Arisen Athena's crew and their prize.

Can they work together, cooperate, and stay loyal enough to discover their ultimate prize? Can they even stay alive? Only time will tell.

Rules::
-Be literate; write at least 2 or 3 good paragraphs a post
-Do not kill another person's character without permission; Kill enemy NPCs or the characters I give you permission to kill. If you leave, we'll kill you off.
-While romance and slightly intimate scenes are allowed and encouraged, please keep it appropriate for the site's rules. If a scene gets too graphic, take it to PM.
-Killing is a must for this rp, needless to say, but please don't be overly graphic and detailed. Site rules, remember?
-Be active, but not obnoxious. Post as much as you can. I understand that there are times when you might be unable to- my own parents are divorced, making it harder for me to reply, somedays -but if you are too inactive for too long, you will be killed off. If you wish to rejoin, you'll have to make a new character.
-Use the character profile I provide. If you don't, you won't be accepted. All fields must be filled in, or I will be upset. Got it?
-NO ANIME PICTURES. Please, lets have a reasonable respect for actual people.

[b]PROFILE CODE::
[right][img]Put a url of a picture of your character here[/img][/right]
[b]Name:[/b] {last,first}
[b]Position on Ship:[/b] {First Mate, Navigator, Cook? Etc?}
[b]Sex:[/b] {Male/Female}
[b]Sexual Orientation: [/b]{Straight, Bisexual, Gay?}
[b]Age:[/b] {Between 16 and 34, unless special permission given}
[b]Personality:[/b] {A good paragraph or two about how your character acts, what drives them, what they're like, etc.}
[b]Other[/b]: {Any other information, such as their history, that you may find important or necessary for us to know about your character}

Character list::

{Will be added when people join}

My Character(s)::

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Name: Mae, Sparrow
Position on Ship: Captain
Sex: Female
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Age: 22
Personality: Though she can seem cold, at times, Sparrow has a warm heart. Her crew is is priority only second to completing the task her father set out to complete. When she was young, Sparrow was a daddy's girl who had no problem being brought up as a pirate. The sea is all she has ever known and it was only inevitable that she would inherit the command of her father's vessel. As a part of the crew, she won't hesitate to put in a helping hand or assist in swabbing the deck - as a captain, she leads her crew and commands the respect she deserves and receives. Her word is law aboard the Arisen Athena, though she doesn't always like that fact. Her personal life is something she protects proudly, but would readily kill for when necessary. To stand in her way would mean certain death; to be one of the few to learn the secrets she guards would mean honor. Though she is petite, Sparrow is a sword-toting pirate that you don't want to get on the bad side of. She is captain, and she knows what she's doing... most of the time.
Other: Sparrow's father, Captain Dralcaust Mae, was only one of the latest in Sparrow's lineage to hold possession of the Ring of Man. It has been past down for as long as anyone can say from father to son. As the rumor pasted down with the family goes, each man will only have one child and shall pass the ring on to the child upon his death bed. Through out each son's life, they are to search for the other rings until their time comes, as well. When the chain of sons ends, as does the passing of the ring. The first daughter to be born by blood to one of the Mae men will be the last to search for the rings. If she cannot succeed, hope will be lost and the ring will be lost for some unknowing soul to discover. Sparrow, as it turns out, is that final child; the first daughter. Blessed and cursed to either be the one to find the ultimate treasure, or cursed to be the one to lose any chance...

((This roleplay is meant to be a multi-chapter one. Most likely, as soon as they find the Ring of Bulls, the new one will begin in a new thread where they search for the Ring of Lions. After that, the Clock. If you beg for more (or we get that far), well... I'll come up with more adventures for our little pirates to sail through. This is, in fact, the first chapter of it, and I hope to hell that it lasts. Help me make this long term, you guys!))

Medieval Fantasy OOC/Tryouts/Apps/Help Me!!

Orith Nar — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 22:25:57 -0500

Please, bear with me, as I have NEVER made a RP forum before, I am hoping to find someone to help me, please, do, this is a medieval world, with all fantasy things allowed, anything, really, please, no high sexual content, or anything highly inappropriate, the world's name is Indrithil, it consists mainly of humans, and elves, but many other races exist. Like I said, please, someone help me to start it out, post something like this for a descripstion/tryout.

Name: Orith Nar the Warrior; Orith Nar the Archmage; Orith Nar the Battlemage

Nickname: (Optional) Ori, Nar, Orith.

Age: (Any ages allowed) 20

Description: (Picture, description, anything at all to show their looks) Blond-ish hair that frames his face, his left hand has a imprint of a dragon running along the arm, and the mouth in his palm, it normally glows blue, he wears a golden amulet around his neck, a blood-red ruby in the center of it. He wears a full-black robe with a black tunic, a black belt, and a single midnight black gauntlet on his right hand, his sleeve torn off on his left arm, he also wears black pants, his eyes two lakes of crystal clear blue. He is powerful with magic, broadly built and 6"2.

Nationality/Race: Unknown

Bio (Optional):

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That pretty much sums up the application, please, come! Love all of my RPers! And like I said, help me please!

No more vampires

Loremaster — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 22:01:41 -0500

I am so sick of this freaking Vampire explosion! Vampires vampires vampires, everywhere I look. And not the good kind, either. The gay kind. The sparkly feely vampires.

I used to like vampires. I used to think they were cool. But then twilight came out, and ruined vampires. Now you've got the vampire diaries, and other retarded stuff. Vampires are not supposed to be sparkly. They are masters of darkness, and are not to be taken lightly! Damn it, they are higher lifeforms!

I don't know how the rest of you feel about this, but I'm done. No more Vampire movies, no more vampire RPs, and if I can help it, no more vampire characters. If this keeps up, I'll have to retire my entire vampiric cast. That's about six characters, folks. Do you know how it makes me feel to want to retire SIX of my characters?! It's unheard of. I haven't retired a character since 1999.

And to make things worse, they're going after lycans now?! For the love of all thats f*cked up in outer space, what's next? Romanticizing Zombies?!

Leave the creatures of the night alone! I'm sick of it! No more, I say, and Neko-sama agrees.

Obey Neko-sama!!!

Tag Battle: Fight in the Sky!!!

Liquidus — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:56:50 -0500

I'm a EPIC loving person, and I'm not sure how this would be done but I think if would make for a really exciting Rp battle, so I wanted to test it first, in a Tag Team match with four separate people in teams of two)) I do realize that it will be difficult, but its my spur of the moment thinking o.o

Setting:A typical city with skyscrapers and many other kinds of buildings, alleyways ((Think new york folks)) This city will be known at Apollus City

Rules:
-All combatants cannot touch the ground, This means that all fighting must be done on rooftops and or in the air
-Both teammates can work independently, or together to stay on rooftops
-The goal is to either K.O your opponent or make them touch the ground
-Wings and jetpacks are Forbidden
-Gravity and physics are bendable to a point ((Players are allowed the ability to perform building scaling jumping off of solid objects
-Use the use of momentum is recommended
-The use of weapons is permitted, both to attack, defense, and prevent from touching the ground
-The city is completely vacant and things can be destroyed and used as long as they are not found on the ground ((Realistic things,
-The use of magic is restricted ((I will elaborate below))
-Technology is restricted ((Read Below))
-Poisons are permitted ((No instant death poisons or paralysis, Slow acting poisons only))
-Celestial powers ((Black holes, universe manipulation...etc)) are restricted in the same terms as magic
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The plot of the Rp is a company called FightTech that sanctions special matches between fighters, Tag Team or Mano y Mano ((One on One)) with specific rules that must be followed. All combatants are required to wear special bracelets that restrict different powers and abilities of fighters to completely balance the rules between fighters. The name of this specific match is "Airborne" All the rules that are stated above are all the restricts set into place by the bracelets. Magic and energy are restricted as follows:

Magic can be used to attack opponents, but it cannot be used to create solid objects or summon creatures of any kind. Magic powers are also reduced to being used as projectiles and earth is not usable because it will instantly cause disqualification. Teleportation magic is restricted to one usage per contestant and after being used consumes enough energy and fatigue to hinder the player unable to attack or defend for one turn after usage. ((Use it wisely.))

Combatants can use the environment around them to their advantage as well as their teams advantage ((Example: If one teammate is caught in a situation where they would touch the ground, something could be thrown to help them reach the next building, ledge, wall..etc

Weapons are permitted for attack usage and to aid in staying off the ground ((I.E stabbing ones sword, into a building or wall to slow decent. Whips chains, grappling hooks, cannot be used although chain weapons can; remember that they can only support so much weight, don't abuse them. Firearms are restricted, bombs can be used ((Reasonable explosions, traps all allowed)) Jetpacks and other "Flying aids" are forbbiden

Gravity can be bended of course ((Not by magic, but the use of physics and momentum are allowed. Remember that gravity does still exist and it someone leaps into to air to attack or is thrown, theres only so much that can be done to help.

Energy ((Chi, Spiritual Force, Chakra..etc)) can be used to increase jump height, attack, Defend. Sticking to buildings and walls can be used briefly ((For one turn)) before the player must leave jump off or risk submitting to gravity.

Terms of Defeat:
-If a combatant comes in contact with the ground in anyway: Any part of the body, Ground Vehicles, Trees, they and their team are disqualified, lo
-If both members of a team are K.O

Catch and Release (Closed)

Pipermooring — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:54:48 -0500

Marie didn’t think, she simply ran as fast and hard as she could. Whipping around the corner she pushed her heels into the sidewalk, determined to break free from the two men chasing after her. She had made a mistake, she had stayed to long in one place and everything caught up to her. She knew someone would catch up to her, somehow Division would see to her being tracked down.

Her skirts wrapped around her legs as she bolted up the abandoned staircase, her heart raced as she tried to catch her breath, her dress weighing her down. She had made a home there in London. A small job working as a wash lady, she kept to herself. She never slipped not once, she knew how to keep her powers under control.

So why was she running up eight flights of stairs? Marie had no idea, as she pushed through the roof door and pushed it shut. Running across the roof she ducked down and jumped into a small sky light. Jumping down into the small apartment she huffed and collapsed on the floor, her chest heaving in pain.

Looking up at the skylight she watched the men run and pass the window at full speed. Rolling her eyes she stood and lightly touched her dress, shifting it into a lighter and simpler dress, se quickly shifted her appearance, and started to look for a way out.

Passing by a small looking glass she pushed her brown hair from her face and smirked. Her bright green eyes popped from her flushed skin. Licking her lips she tucked her hair behind her ear, and turned towards the front door. She hoped whoever lived there, wasn’t home.

Rugian War (War/Steampunk) Signup/OOC

Aniihya — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 21:29:26 -0500

Welcome to Rugia, a glorious land that is about to fall into a civil war. The rural east wants to be independent of the industrial west but they wont let that happen. Both sides have their strengths and weaknesses. The east isnt very populous but there are many inventors here. The west has a dense population but doesnt have enough projects running in military research. The war is planned for in a week. Who will win?

Sides: The East: Many inventors and farmers here live in rural villages and small towns. Some steamborgs live here. But most people only have minor modifications. The inventors in the east are known for their armor piercing bullets, revolutionary pistols and rifles and for more mobile artillery. Their soldiers wear blue uniforms.

The West: The west is heavily industrialized, very populous and hideous. They mostly do research in industry and are in some areas behind the east. They dont want to loose the west since most food comes from there and they plan to get resources. The west has tanks and aerial forces (blimps) but their weapons lack firepower. Their soldiers wear brown uniforms.

Races: Humans: Nothing here to explain. People without modifications or people with minor modifications.

Steamborgs: Steamborgs are people who have a large part of their body replaced with mechanical features. Their mechanical features are often visible. They can have weapons in their body but their bodies need crokite crystals to function.

Steambots: Simple robots that only can follow the will of their masters.

Rules: No godmodding
You can make 2 characters.

Char sheet:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race:
Appearance:
Clothing:
Side:
Role: (Sniper, heavy assault, etc.)
Rank: on request (Recruit, Private, Merc, Lieutenant, Sergeant, Captain, Brigadier, Colonel, General)
Weapon(s):
Sexuality: (in case characters fall in love)
Personality:
Background:

Name: Falkia Dunvili
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Race: Steamborg
Appearance: http://safebooru.donmai.us/post/show/43 ... ta_fashion
She has some bolts at the back of her head under her hair. Her arms and legs are mechanical. Her eyes have been replaced by optical devices which are covered by lenses that look like eyes which she can snap on. She has some hidden features like a gun in her wrist (removes hand and voila! a gun).
Clothing; Gothic lolita dress with lots of frills, when in battle often wear a blue opera cape with her rank on it. Wears a black lace corset choker.
Side: East
Role: Support gunner
Rank: Captain
Weapons: Gun in wrist, another gun hidden in her body, carries a huge heavy gun that has a rapid fire function. A couple grenade.
Sexuality: Bi
Personality: Quiet, can get talkative when spoken to, overall friendly, but could change
Background: When she was 16 she fell onto a machine at her fathers farm. She got caught between gears almost getting killed. The doctor performed surgery on her and put her in her momentary state. He had to replace her eyes since she lost her eyesight due to loss of blood. People often avoid her since they think she isnt human and even worse Falkia had accidentally killed a thief making her seem dangerous. Falkia often has nightmares of murder which scares her. She joined the army when she was 17 and quickly worked her way up.