Since before man ever walked on this Earth, there have been other beings. Creatures that were not natural, not in the sense applied to creatures of this Earth. Creatures born from the energy of pure creation, who travelled throughout all of creation. They cross the barriers between dimensions with ease, creating and destroying according to infathomable minds, Gods capable of acts beyond mortal comprehension, unquestioned lords of all creation. And then there are lessser beings, those that were formed from the energy of destruction, those that were formed from background energy. Demons and monsters, some of them quite literally born from the nightmares of mankind, untold races from untold worlds and dimensions, creatures both greater and lesser than man in many aspects. These creatures, spirits, demons, monsters, Gods, angels, they have been given many names throughout human history. However, there have always been those who fight them.

Many beings prey upon mankind, devouring flesh, mind or soul. They see us as nothing but prey, or perhaps as toys. Some draw a twisted pleasure just from causing fear, pain, or even death. Those plagues of creatures that can only be described as evil. From the Chinese Samurai, to the European Saints, to the ancient Shamans. Always heroes and wizards have stood between man and the inhuman, in every time and place, using whatever means were available. Even up into the modern age, where man has grown ignorant of the demonic presence around them, groups have formed in every country, of every religion and race. Those who have both the motive and the means to do what nobody else can do, and to fight for humanity's place on the top of the food chain.

And yet, creatures of immense power even now walk the interdimensional roads, looking for worlds to devour. Creatures capable of wiping entire cities from the map, ripping open the very fabric of reality. Predators from both within and without rend our lives naught. Presences that exist only in the corner of your eyes, living nightmares that steal your will to live, and watch as you kill yourself. Beings beyond all human comprehension seek our utter annihilation, and we are all that stands in between them and us. Heroes among humanity, those who put their lives and their souls on the line. Many are called to battle, many fight, and few survive. There are those who fall to the darkness, who fall into temptation and become nothing better than the very things they hunt. And there are those who lose their bodies, ripped apart under the hordes of brutal beast with nothing better to do than to turn your insides into your outsides. Many lose their minds, turned into gibbering wrecks, unable to tell the difference between reality and nightmare, drawing those very same nightmares into our realms of reality. And then there are those chosen few who live, who do whatever it takes. Who make pacts with demons, throw away body, mind and soul, to fight this impending threat. Those few, are the true heroes.

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This is more about the style than the setting. The setting is a rather typical supernatural urban fantasy world, where the characters are encouraged to use a variety of weapons and magics to turn their character into a monster hunting machine. Fairly typical, but it's in a specific style of GMing and storytelling that I'm hoping this roleplay can stand out from the crowd.

This roleplay will be done in a brutal fashion. The BG in the title means Brutal Games, which is a series of roleplays I used to do. The theme was that any character could die or be maimed. I will set a variety of challenges and objectives with specific solutions, and often multiple ways of solving them. However, none of these objectives will change in difficulty or description during an encounter from their original creation in my mind, meaning that if your character is in trouble, I will not save you from it by giving you a bone. Furthermore, I will not hesitate to kill off or maim any of tour characters if they make any sort of mistake, and injuries inflicted may have permanent effects. Don't be surprised if your character loses an eye, or an arm, or his/her mind. As such, it's entirely possible for everyone to be slaughtered, and thus it's possible for this story to have a bad end, where the heroes lose.

Another quirk of this particular style of GMing is that this story, unlike many of the others in roleplays nowadays, has a specific end. There are many ways to get to it, and many different ways it can end, but it has a definite ending to it. Once that is reached, the story is complete. Hopefully, we'll be able to reach that point.

Any player whom's character dies will be allowed to play an NPC, or become co-GM, so they still have a part in the game.

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Age:
Appearance:
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Bio:

Name: Ben Jon Sharpeye
Age: 59 years old
Appearance:

Abilities:
renowned hand to hand fighter
Very talented herbal healer, he fought in the Vietnam War and is a former combat medic/surgeon
Conjuration of spirit animals
Low-Meta Human strength, agility, reflexes, endurance, eye sight and all other senses (He's 59, but look at him. He's not even really "old" yet, but if was at an age usually considered old, "Spry" wouldn't begin to describe him.
Lizard Healing (Healing factor, can regrow lost limbs and is tough as hell to kill)
Temporary manifestation of animal abilities at will
Can call on groups of ancestral spirits. These are spirits and can't be killed but they manifest injuries that can "kill" them, which really just means that they are dispelled until another casting. He can only call on twenty four of them per day.
Magically manifested Native American weapons, from tomahawks to bow and arrows.
He's an ungodly skilled marksman and could probably out compete most Olympic athletes in lifting/wrestling
He's an incredible survivalist
Equipment:
2 .48 magnums
80 rounds of ammo
3 combat knives
bullet resistant gear

Personality:
Jon is an experienced ex-military Native American soldier. He grew up on a reservation in the U.S.A, to a little known tribe of three thousand people. He liked to run off outside the reservation every now and then, which caused anger in his family. Ultimately though he stayed close to his relatives and they loved each other. He doesn't like to show too much emotion, but when he does have out bursts of emotion, no matter what emotion they are, their pretty strong. He constantly reads, trains, or otherwise tries to remain constructive. Even if he's not intellectually or physically improving himself, he's usually trying to do something that could be considered "improving", even if it's something like just sharpening knives or tools.
He's fiercely protective of his loved ones, friends and family, and although he isn't violent he can respond to disrespect with scathing rudeness.
Bio:
Jon was born on the Kaztlatu (Please tell me if I'm just saying something mean or a curse word, I don't know any native languages), reservation in the Northern United States. The tribe is unusually wealthy for a Native American tribe, and somewhat "modern" for a reservation. Electricity is not hardly used but it's available. Power generators and running water are available, but everyone knows how to live without and often do. It was decided, however, that the power generators be available in case of an emergency. (In fact, for hospitals and clinics). Everyone has running water, for example, in case their is a need for hygenic purposes. (Like a disease spreading).

Jon kind of thought that life would be better outside the reservation, where the modern world waited for him. Eventually though, he decided to come back after a few months of living outside the reservation and returned home, where he was drafted into the army. He was a talented combat medic, and he witnessed terrible things in his time in the army. Sadly, he was disrespected by civilians when he came back from Vietnam, and he began to grow bitter. He was contacted by the Soviet Union when someone over heard him raging in a bar, but he turned them down. Attempted murders on his life made him a little paranoid for a while.

Eventually, just before the collapse of the Soviet Union, a final attempt was made on his life by the KGB. Jon was tough, strong, and very skilled in hand to hand, even managing to KO four out of twelve assassins during the attempt on his life, in which his mother and father were brutally murdered. He was covered in stab wounds and was shot in both knees, and even maimed severely. The assassins thought they had him, and other Natives were bound in chains, unable to fight back. Ultimately, Jon began to give his time to the Tribe as a Shaman when a band of braves armed only with stone headed arrows and sharpened knives, clubs and traditional weaponry mysteriously over powered the KGB with trivial ease. An old ghostly medicine man rubbed his hands on Jon's body and his wounds all vanished, making him whole. . . .the same warriors were seen freeing the people who bound them in their homes.

To this day, this supernatural incident has never been reported. It's too strange to believe. Everyone in the tribe knows it was their ancestors protecting them from the spirit world.

Name:Adil "Vigilance" Abdul Hafeez
Age:21
Appearance:
Abilities:Skilled with spear and shield. Has no blind spots in his vision(can see 360 degrees around him), can summon spiritual shields 2 feet taller then himself(7 foot 11 inches to be exact) for additional defense. His strength is much greater than his stature and appearance would suggest he can run a spear threw large boulders and rocks using shear force.
Equipment: Spear and Shield
Personality: Distant, Weary, Always looking for tactical ground
Bio: A group of people deep within the deserts of the Middle East worship spirits as the primary driving forces of the planet. The greatest of these are Vigilance, Rage, Pride, Glory, Death, and Corruption. These people truly believed they were blessed with the protection of their guardian spirit Vigilance, and perhaps it was true as they had manage to stay unnoticed in a time of war and strife. The ground in which they lived was vastly uninhabited by lesser dark spirits, and larger ones feared to tread there though did so from time to time. In these times many of the village would say that they could see the holy spear of Vigilance piercing a dark cloud. This was how they knew their faith was right and true. These people in return choose to remain Vigilant and strong both physically and spiritually as thanks for the many gifts their village had provided them.

Life continued peacefully though until the current chieftain was approached by a shining creature in massive plate armor carrying with him a spear and shield. He spoke with a resounding thundering voice that he was Vigilance, and the time had come in which he was needed elsewhere in the world but was bound to this land in his spiritual land. The chieftain then did something unprecedented, he offered his unborn child to the spirit as a vessel. The spirit was impressed with the man's devotion to his lord and accepted his proposal and in return, one his work was finished, he would return and guide the chieftain's people to an age of glory that had yet to be seen.

this was when Adil was born, as Vigilance incarnate. Years of training has hardened him into a powerful warrior able to shatter even boulders with his spear point. Now he seeks out the threat that has forced his hand into this mortal body so that he may return to his people and fulfill his promise the his new father.

Name: Damien Mithias Varomere
Age: 22
Appearance:


Abilities: Damien has an affinity for magic, particularly that which has to do with death and spirits. The older he gets, the stronger his abilities have become, and he learns new spells naturally, simply by experimenting. I'm just gonna list some spells to run them by you.

*Soul Sense - can sense souls, even incorporeal ones, and has the ability to see them, even through walls. Ninjas are not gonna be able to sneak up on him. Soulless beings could.
*Speak with dead - Mostly means he can talk to ghosts.
*Soul Manipulation - Can compel souls to freeze in place, force them out of the material realm, potentially tear them out of living bodies and kill the person, or cause them pain.
*Grasp of the Dead - Can call up skeletal arms out of the ground to grab and slash at enemy's feet.
*Wave of Fatigue - Spell causes target to become exhausted and therefore much less able to run or fight.
*Energy Drain - A channeled version of wave of fatigue that requires touch.
*Death to Undeath - Obliterates undead instantly, makes them explode.
*Control Undead - Force an undead to obey simple commands. Applies to incorporeal undead as well.
*Animate Dead - Make an obedient zombie out of a corpse.
*Soul Death - Destroys a soul - perhaps can be resisted by willpower?
*Fade - Can phase halfway into the spectral world, making him ghostlike and impossible to hit with material weapons, etc. Only lasts a limited time.
*Spell Resistance - Less affected by magic.
*Undeath Ward - Makes a spherical shield around him which undead cannot enter.
*Bone Shield - Sends a thick bone whirling around him in a circle, knocking away any physical attacks, weapons or projectiles.
*Chill Touch - can cause cold damage by touch.
*Rebuke Undead - Damages/harms/tortures undead.
*Cause Fear - Freaks living people out.
*Vampiric Touch - Can drain some life energy out of an enemy on touch, transferring it to Damien temporarily.
*Lightning Bolt - I think this wold be a cool ranged attack.

Equipment: Backpack, knife.

Personality: Quiet and jaded. Damien spent his whole life in an orphanage with his sister, except she got out long before he did. It was a strict religious environment, and Damien had the worst of it, due to his blasphemous attention-seeking. His skin is cold, he's pale, and people get an uneasy feeling if they look at him for too long. He's young and bitter, also distrusting.
Bio: Single-parent mother died while he was very young, "graduated" only a few years ago. Lives with sister in a trailer park. Can't find a job. Completely sucks at hand to hand fighting.

Name: Angela Marie Varomere
Age: 30
Appearance:


Abilities: Angela's a gunslinger. She has super-human aim and reflexes, and is very agile, fast, acrobatic, you get the picture. She can shoot a bird out of the sky mid-cartwheel. She's also really good at throwing small objects, like forks, causing them to stick in the wall right beside you eye when she wants to win an argument.

Equipment: two heavy handguns, a pistol on her leg, sniper rifle on her shoulder, gambler's dagger, various small knives... Angela gets a lot of her equipment as payment for her work. She's got smoke grenades and a kevlar vest, but she obviously doesn't show up fully loaded to go shopping.

Personality: cold enough to survive, hopeful enough to hang on.

Bio: The orphanage sucked, but at least Damien is living with her now. She doesn't tell him what kind of jobs she goes out on at night, but she told him it wasn't prostitution. Damien thinks she's a drug dealer. The truth is, she murders for drug dealers.

All are accepted, first post will be up today.

Ima app Iskander+Gilgamesh+Nero+An Ork Boy all combined and then sprinkle some 8th grader syndrome on top as my OC in terms of personality.

Also Hi.

do they have to be human?

I would presume so since the premise is humans fighting roll SAN monsters

ah ok

BB said
Ima app Iskander+Gilgamesh+Nero+An Ork Boy all combined and then sprinkle some 8th grader syndrome on top as my OC in terms of personality.Also Hi.

Well that sounds.... ungodly. If this was chemistry, that mixture would probably blow up the room, and smell awful.

And hi (=

pharont said
do they have to be human?

Hmm...... I might be interested in a non-human character. But realize it'll come with it's own host of problems. Including that no other characters will be watching your back, and you'll be attacked on sight by most folks who don't recognize you as a part of their group.

may i make a cs of a demon?

pharont said
may i make a cs of a demon?

Go ahead. But I'm going to need a good reason that you're on the side of the humans.

My idea of demons includes a variety of beings formed from nightmares, dreams and human emotion. So you could play the manifestation of Hope or something.

thewizardguy said
Go ahead. But I'm going to need a good reason that you're on the side of the humans.My idea of demons includes a variety of beings formed from nightmares, dreams and human emotion. So you could play the manifestation of Hope or something.

lol hmmm that is a tough one but i am willing ot give it a shot

I'm still waiting on a CS. Sorry Pharont, but I'll be creating the IC post regardless of whether you're done or not. You're taking too goddamn long. If you do finish up sometime within the coming few days, I'll probably find a way to work your char into the story.

Guys, is anybody going to make a first post besides me and wiz?