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Alright, quite long since we've had a nice hardcore supernatral roleplay here, so I'm basically introducing a little lot of a nice Supernatural Roleplay.
Information - Now, as we start, we all are in a strange little county, called Red County, this county consists of mainly consists of three towns in total, one### ##l########e######re is located the fisher's lagoon, where you can fish, the Townhall and the governmental buildings including Sherrif Dept. are located here.
Next is BlueBerry, this town has all the crime you can think of, from burgularies to murders and the police sleeps. There is BlueBerry Acres, where the farmers grow all the nasty stuff they want.
We then have ########### a small town which mainly includes small offices and bars.
Lastly, the woods, you mainly find hunters hunting deers, but you will also find wolves, vampires, wizards and animals. You may get lucky and find Angels watching over as the Demons spread the wrath.
Now how this goes on is, you choose for yourself a character class out of the following;
1- Human
2-#################################################################Animals like Snake, a bird like Phoenix)
After choosing so, you find the next step to be, writing atleast a 75-100 minimum word story of how you were born and how did you turn out in life, like if you choose a vampire, were you born as one or was it that you were bitten, if so how?
Afterwards, you have to fill out a character sheet down below. Keep in mind that if the CS is not good you will not be allowed to roleplay.
Regarding the character choosing, there are some conditions that apply;
Human, Vampire and Werewolf classes are free to be chosen.
Wizard and Hybrid can only be chosen by Builder Club members.
As for Angel and Demon classes, due to their extreme powers and abilities they are fixed to a price of R$ 15 each to be transacted to us.
You are allowed to create multiple characters.
Coming back to characters, as a human, you are too vulnurable so you need to defend yourself so you are free to choose any weapons you like unless of mass destruction, as you need permissions for those. As humans, you can't just walk into vampires so to keep you busy, you can choose yourselves a job which include the Sherrif, Fisherman, Paper Boy or Bible Salesman.
Also, fill out the character stats.
Character Sheet
Name of Character - Answer here
Age - Answer here
Character Class - Answer here
Small Bio - Answer here
Weapons - Answer here
Appearance - Answer here
Character Statistics
Agility - 0/4
Stamina - 0/7
Strength - 0/3
Camouflage - 0/8
Self-control - 0/2
Remember if you are a Wizard, Demon, Angel or Vampire, your character statistics are assigned by admins.
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Hatter_VJoin Date: 2017-05-06
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After humans, its vampire, then werewolf, demon, angel, wizard, hybrid (animals and birds) |
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Hatter_VJoin Date: 2017-05-06
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Had to clarify due to the tags |
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Hatter_VJoin Date: 2017-05-06
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Name: Arkamone Age:106 Gender:Male Character Class: Dark Disciple - Demon - The Sept of the Crescent Moon Appearance: As a mortal -- A dark gloomy face, cap over the head, shabby long hair to the shoulder, A desert sandy shirt, dark vest, and purple camo pants. As a Demon -- Black Long ###### horns, masculine body, long waggling red tail, sharp claws covered with adamantum, armour on the back. Powers*:Shape-shifting powers; can turn back human and back to Demon, can disguise himself, releases a special scent known to Wizards as Alenesh, that makes the victim forget everything back to a day. Extreme agility, can run a mile in 6 seconds. Weapons and Equipment*: As a Demon -- Adamantum carved Claws, attatched to the hands, Long scaly, throny adamantum armour around the back. As a mortal -- A P-90 holstered to the belt, dagger covered on the back. Character Statistics - All the statistics are maxed out. |
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Background story:
And there I lingered, staring at the insides of my palms. Muddled with blood and sand in an unfamiliar mixture. And as I gazed onto the asphalt I sat on, I saw the shadow of a monster, flickering under the weak streetlamp. I wasn’t alone, the stench of blood flooded my nose, rising from the lifeless remains of everyone around me. The beam of light emitting from the rushing car reached me quicker than the faint noise of a speedy engine making its way towards me. Aghast from the beast I’ve transitioned into, I exhaled sharply, hoping it would be my last, awaiting the vehicle to run over me and end my misery. But no, I was nowhere close to my end.
I looked up at Luna staring down at me with a sneer, sitting still between the million stars of the desolate dark murky sky. The tires screeched into a stop and I overheard footsteps rushing towards me. I simply let go, fading out into my thoughts as a swift blow of metal struck against the back of my head. I succumbed to the pain and my face brushed against that same unfamiliar mixture of blood and sand. In my forced musing, I recollected the actions of a horror, they felt so real, especially the helpless wail######## A jolt of electricity ran through my system, my eyes glared open with a cry for help. I woke up to find myself trapped in an enclosure. I was on display like an exotic winter bird. My weak heart rushed in panic, but there was nothing I could do. On all fours, I crawled away from the spectators until metal supported against my spine. I had to do something, but they were all watching me silently. Each had an impeccable taste in clothing, and have an inviting, commanding demeanour that transfixes onlookers. The longer I remained, the more I examined and studied about their appearance. The commanding figure gestured a subtle nod and that instant, my eyes were prematurely struck with a bright blue light, radiating from the tubes hovering over my enclosure. The light allowed me a better view at everything present ahead, they had serpent tattoos exposing from their collars and I noticed multiple ancient glyphs across the blank white walls around the room I was kept in. As I swayed my gaze from one shoulder to other, I came to realisation that I wasn’t the only animal on display. There were multiple enclosures with frail bodies in them, ragged clothes and disappointment. But I was the latest, it was clear from the numbered gathered around.
A hunch of instinct whispered in my ear, a strange noise kept howling. There was something odd about the place we were in, it didn’t seem right. I built up the courage to addressing the large frame seated in the enclosure besides mine. I asked him where I was, shocked by the unexpected answer, much stronger than the electric one I received earlier. I was on a plane, along with the rest of them. But why? I belong in Sharm el-Sheikh. As I was about to share the question with the same man, he spoke first, asking me to pray because that’s the only thing that’s, the only hope for us. I sank into my thoughts, nervous and powerless.
They had projects for the lot of us, at the time I didn’t know what. Hours of starvation and uncertainty later, the hold doors opened right after the plane had jerked into a clean landing. It was pitch black outside, as expected. The suits walked the ramps to examine our conditions, along with white coats who did all the basic check-ups. Those who didn’t comply were met with electric shocks. Their techniques worked, we were all too weak and refrained from resisting, we complied with the simple steps and our enclosures were moved. I got glimpses of an unfamiliar barren desert that stretched out as far as my eyes could see, joining itself with the pitch black firmament. Luna remained, watching over us all but it wasn’t the same night. White sheets were thrown over our enclosures and I could tell the lot of us were being loaded into another form of transportation. Exhausted and powerless from the constant travel, I dozed off into another one of my nightmares. In some ways, the imaginary entities kept me company in this horror I was part of.
We were captives, as simple as it sounded. The followers manipulated us and took control, forcing us to comply with their needs and standards. We were given just enough nutrition to remain viable, merely. They siphoned our blood and along with that, our hopes. Other inmates had a hard time complying with their wishes and the followers shared a message by decapitating one of the lot and left his deceased remains in the cell for a short while, the message was clear. We didn’t know when the days ended or the nights began but they kept returning at fixed intervals like we were cattle. A farmer coming to get his daily collection of product. This continued for an epoch of my young life. A life I was living for the requisites of another.
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Time passed and I woke up one night to the sounds of my enclosure being opened. It felt like a surprise as it has never happened before. I whimpered, welcoming my death. But no, I was nowhere close to my end. When I looked around, I wasn’t placed in the same room as the other captives. I was in another. I couldn’t recall when I was moved but I didn’t care. There was a dark touch to the room, paintings and glyphs on the walls. Serpents and all, Followers of Set. Three stood in front of me, gesturing me to approach in the subtlest manner. Without a clue of what was positioned up for me, I complied like a coward because I wasn’t ready to die that night. My frail body dragged itself closer to them, I mumbled a silent prayer as that large man’s words echoed through my head. My focus was on the commanding figure, the two by his side slowly faded into nothingness. I wasn’t concerned, I was simply unsure of the situation. He conveyed in a familiar Arabic dialect, informing me that my life was going to change. I simply stood there while I felt strong grasps around my body, holding me down with immense strength even though I was weakened. The Setite leaned in and grasped ahold of my hair, swaying my face away as he exposed his slithering tongue. The very instant it made contact upon my skin, I felt a chill trickle down my spine. He soon sank his fangs into my neck and I transitioned into a state of euphoria. Something I have never experienced in all my years. I was in bliss, enjoying the happiness flood my system. I let my thoughts take control and hall##############uded over me.
There I sat, welcoming my death. Awoken in another room with clear visions of my past. I saw my friends beside me, even my mother. What have I become? A slave? Cattle? I don’t know. I ####### my sights onto my ragged clothes and felt an alien sensation taking control, flooding my system. Was I still the same? I wondered what I had woken up to. I nodded to the conclusion I made, I was dead and this is all just my conscience transitioning into the other world where there are no living. I was wrong. It was just a dream.
I felt an excruciating pain, forcing me to wake. I was nowhere close to my end. I transitioned to the worse, I felt thirsty. The pointy tongue sensed unknown presence outside, but I sat in the Demonic state I was in, still and lifeless.
My sharp senses overheard the doors open, I was greeted by the same commanding figure. His lips curled into a smile as he laid sights on me, satisfied of what I’ve become. He asked me to rise and led me out of the room, I took another moment to recall what I did to the lifeless corpse in the corner and stepped out.
“Alas, I’ve succeeded once again.”
“.الآن، انت مستعد لبدء مهمتي” - “Now, you’re ready to carry out my task.”
“I have much planned for you, you are to travel far away from where we stand. Make yourself useful to us. He will talk you through the process.”
“.لا تخيب الأمل، انت تحت الأنظار” - “Do not disappoint, you’ll be watched.” |
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