The city of RolePlayerGuild has fallen, although the reason and the culprit behind its’ demise is unknown. A Black Fog covers the skies above the once-thriving city, starving it of sunlight. The gates of entry have been sealed shut by a dark, Sentient Ooze. Previous attempts to remove the Ooze, by killing it with fire specifically, have been met with vicious retaliation resulting in severe injury and in some cases people being pulled into it. Whether they survive this is currently unknown. As such, there is no known means of escaping the city. The Free Section, by far the largest section of the city, has been overrun by infected members of the N-008 Virus. A viscous and extremely volatile pathogen that has spread rapidly amongst the population, mutating those affected into rabid and primitive beings. Efforts to contain the Virus have proved efficient so far but the number of infected are growing, though it is unknown how, and it won't be long before they are no longer able to be contained within the Free Section. The Nation Section has been decimated by terrain-altering earthquakes that have opened up several vast chasms. The entrance checkpoint to this section is currently blocked and thus, it is unknown how many survivors, if any, remain inside. The Meta Section of the city, which resides as the main hub for all aid and welfare for the city during disasters such as this has been enveloped by the Sentient Ooze. No contact has been made with anyone that remained inside that section since the catastrophic events and it is believed that they are all dead. Of the Off Topic Sections, only the Spam and Member's Lounge Sections remain accessible. However, the Member's Lounge is currently a VIP only section for the wealthiest members of the city. No one is allowed in or out of that section unless explicit permission has been given. The Spam Section remains desolate and abandoned. There are rumours of small numbers of N-008 Infected running loose around the section. Reports indicate that the "Noobs", as they are informally known, have burrowed into the Free Section Sewers and into the sewer systems of the Spam Section. The Checkpoint for that section remains on high alert and only a few patrols are ever sent into that section. The Arena Section is currently home to many of the psychotic and dangerous members of city. Whereas before, they were held to order by strict security measures and provided with an outlet for their murderous urges by participating in martial tournaments, since the main body of the security/military forces have left to guard other checkpoints, these members have run amok and begun fighting amongst themselves freely, also attacking any roaming members within the section. There seems to be only one vague figure of leadership, a relatively new member called Justice Valance, though not much is known about him. The entry checkpoint is heavily guarded to prevent any members from leaving. Any other member is permitted to enter providing a QVS (Quarantine Virus Scan) is successful, however, once you've entered there is no leaving. The Casual Section remains as the last truly safe section of the city. It is the least hit by the catastrophic events and now hosts over 80% of the remaining population. Whilst there are many issues such as overcrowding and poverty, life behind the section walls are as peaceful as you can get without having a fortune to your name. The majority of the surviving populace aid in efforts to keep this section safe, though only a few may venture beyond the Checkpoint to confront the dangers that lie beyond. After the complete destruction of the News Section, where the Leadership usually operated from, the survivors were leaderless for a time and chaos threatened to destroy them. That was until it was revealed that the Leadership had been moved into the Advanced Section before the attacks hit and were now orchestrating a wide-spread survival effort, pooling resources and survivors into the Casual and Advanced Sections of the city. Several surviving members of the Research & Development teams from the Article & Guides Section have been drafted into the Advanced Section to work on a cure for the N-008 Virus. All military efforts are commanded from the Advanced Section, with only one Entrance Checkpoint being available which leads directly into the Casual Section. Entry into this section requires strict High-Casual Clearance. Hello! If you managed to read through all that above then congratulations to you! So now you know the current state of our dear RPG, but what of you guys? Well, you're alive, which is great of course but what are you doing? And that, my friends, is entirely up to you, within reason, and also within the parameters I'm going to set out below. Before you read on, however, please take the time to read the rules of this RP that I shall display henceforth: More information about this RP can be found in the spoilers below: (Actively being updated) You can start on your character sheet by clicking Here! If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask!

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do we put our cs here or in the character section?

You can post placeholder CSes here until they're are completed and accepted. Then you may post them in the Character Section. :D

whoop reserving this post--

@UltikanaRe you dumbass. Read the rules.

I just noticed that there's no mention of the 1X1 thread on here.

Name: Megan C. Alias(s): onenote Age: 19 Height: 5' 6" Weight: 130 lbs. Hair Color: Dark Brown Eye Color: green Job Role: Medic Physical Appearance: Caucasian, and has long, past her shoulders but not to her waist, kind of staticky hair which she usually keeps up in a ponytail. She has glasses in her off time, but switches to goggles during her work time so she doesn't have to adjust them or have them fall off. Attire: When not working: Laid back, simple, and comfortable. Something that she can do things in and her clothes won't hold her back or make it uncomfortable. when working: Wears some simple protective gear. easy to move in and...not easily stained. Personality: Soft spoken and quick to let someone else to speak up, not from shyness so much as it is from trying to be polite. She likes to make jokes when she can, though they can come out as awkward and prefers to work in small groups. Weapons & Equipment: Weapons: A stun gun (as in a gun that shoots out stun shocks* and a dagger for last resort use. Equipment: A backpack containing all of her medical supplies and extra supplies (like emergency food and water). Ability: Can create shields. The shields can only reach about five feet around her, but the larger it is, the weaker it is. The shields are excellent against melee, but the stronger the attack, the easier it would be to break the shield. Brief History: Megan had mostly been staying in the 1X1 section of the city before the catastrophic events, meeting up with only a few others in her daily life. It wasn't until closer to that fateful day that she started to move more into casual section. It was by luck that she happened to be in the casual section when the N-008 virus broke out. Wanting to do something for the city, but not feeling confident in her fighting, she joined up with the medics. Relationships: (will be updated later?

Sorry, I posted my CS before that was a rule.

Sorry, I posted my CS before that was a rule.

Actually, it was a rule from the start of the thread ;) I wrote in the rules hider, Number 6 if I recall correctly :D And I realize that I've not mentioned about some sections of the site. This is because I am intentionally leaving them blank to allow for future expansions and side missions. Whilst you are advised to stick to the mentioned sections, if you wish to write up your own side quests for a section, please PM me your idea directly. The Nation and Free Sections currently already have major story plots tied to them.

Then where is the police station?

Is my CS fine?

Then where is the police station?

Most likely destroyed or a few hundred feet underground. Read the first post again and you'll realize what state the Nation Section is in

Is my CS fine?

From what I've read so far, it's fine. It's lacking a picture but it's not required.

KK, but where was it?

From what I've read so far, it's fine. It's lacking a picture but it's not required.

Yeah, I don't want to put my own picture and the only drawn ones I have a really old XD so do I put it in the cs section now?

Name:Althor Alias(s):Firefur (earned the nickname after an awful experiment that had him racing, on fire, to a courtyard fountain through a crowded street.) Age:Appears to be in his mid twenties. Height:6’8” Weight: 315lb Hair Color:Black Eye Color:Blue Race:Thickly built beast-like creature. (Imagine beast from x-men with black fur) Job Role:F.I.E.L.D researcher, application-oriented engineer. Physical Appearance: (Write a description of your Character) Attire:Wears loose-fitting black trousers and a cream-colored long sleeved shirt (usually stained with some sort of grease). He carries a staff with a clear crystal at it’s head and a small backpack with necessities. Also carries a pipe and tobacco. Personality:Althor has spent most of his life in engineering workshops, and was recruited to F.I.E.L.D one year after the outbreak. He is knowledgable about most subjects, magic and engineering being his specialties. He lacks some social skills, though he tries to get along with those he meets. In the context of new people he can be quite shy, as he is not sure what to say, but once he gets to know someone, he becomes more affable. He doesn’t care for his appearance mostly, which leaves him in various states of disorder, most often marked by disheveled fur and a perennially grease-stained shirt. Weapons & Equipment:Blast knuckles: High-voltage electricity can be channeled through his gloves through two prongs on his knuckles, able to stun most things, giving him valuable time to distance himself from it. Staff: an intricate brass staff with designs etched in different colors, one for each different ability of the staff. Belt: his belt contains tools of almost every kind imaginable from screwdrivers to a personal spot welder that he can place on the end of his blast knuckles. Ability:Though he is a passable close-quarters fighter, he appears to be much more able than he is due to his size. This has gotten him into trouble before. He prefers to channel energy through his staff to either protect his allies or destroy his enemies. His staff has four overlaying designs which govern the attributes of it’s use. They are: Fire: He can create a wall of fire, and throw fireballs at his enemies. Electricity: The staff’s crystal can emit bolts of lightning that can stun or kill. Shield: He can erect a shield around up to two allies or himself which absorb two strikes each, independent of force. This is sometimes a drawback as a thrown pebble can deplete one of the layers of the shield just as easily as a strike from a warhammer. Telekinesis: He has the ability to channel his thoughts into the staff and move objects with his thoughts. He cannot throw objects more than 75lbs. He cannot lift objects over 300lbs. Whistling: He’s an exceptional whistler. Brief History: Althor was raised by dwarf parents in a more upscale part of the 1x1 section. They never mentioned that he wasn't actually their offspring, and he never asked. They ran a weapons shop that forged custom pieces for some of the more picky individuals there. Olvar, his dwarf father, taught him the ways of the anvil and hammer, and that of dwarven engineering. He took well to the lessons, and began to make his own creations, attempting to merge the magic energies of the universe and the dwarven machines, attempting to understand how they worked. His father was already well on in years when Althor was a young boy, and when he was nineteen, his father died of old age, followed shortly by his mother. He mourned in the customary way of the dwarves and laid them to rest with their ancestors in stone. Their shop and house felt empty in the years following, so he sold it to an enterprising mage just before the outbreak. After the chaos of the outbreak subsided and the survivors began to organize, he felt the need to help the people around him; so he returned to the shop he had left years ago. The mage that he had sold the shop to was no where to be found, but he had left his tomes and staff there. He learned later that the magician was a victim of the virus. Althor began to study the tomes and while he had not the innate skill to master magic, he managed to convert the mage’s staff to be powered by a rare crystal of power. He has continued this research in his spare time now that he has been recruited by F.I.E.L.D. Relationships: Althor is respected in the community, but most give him generous space, since he is not very outgoing and also due to the accidents that have occured as a result of his studies. When he joined F.I.E.L.D., however, he was forced to have much more interaction with people than he was used to, and he’s still finding out how to act in social situations. This makes some of his relationships unnecessarily strained. He admires mages for their abilities, though it borders on envy at times.

Name: Eiffle L. Alias(s): fickLe, Fee Age: Seventeen Height: 5'4 Weight: 130lbs Hair Color: Dyed brown with a blonde ombre Eye Color: Dark brown Race: Magical Girl Human Job Role: Researcher (Or rather, an intern.) Physical Appearance: Small and lanky, what bit of weight is on Eiffle is divided between muscles and his hair- which, by the way, he always air dries and always ends up a fluffy mess. Everything about him is slender, even his muscles are only barely there, his (attempt at) daily work-outs making zero effect on his stomach, flat spare for a little tub. His fingers are long and slender, in contrast to his legs with thicker thighs than he'd like and smaller feet than he would appreciate. Eiffle's face, pictured, is often graced with black glasses that I'm not skilled enough to draw lmao, almond shaped eyes featuring no double eyelids and carrying with them deep brown eyes that space out more often than focus. Attire: He wears, typically, either black or white. Black turtlenecks paired with dark-washed or black jeans, or a white shirt with black bottoms, or a white shirt and a white skirt- he mixes it up. Two things that're constant are his red bookbag, filled with questionable objects like extra shirts and a box of plastic gloves, and his red shoes. He's often also one for wearing disposable white gloves, and a mask if he's feeling especially needy. Personality: Eiffle tends to be quiet around strangers, but turns into a chatterbox once he's comfortable. That might be a good or a bad thing, given that while he is much more easy to talk to, he's also quite the liar. He likes not listening to people, though his obedience to rules would say otherwise. I.e, if he's told not to do a thing, there's a chance he'll do the thing, he'll do the thing and act as though he didn't, or not do the thing by doing another thing he wasn't supposed to do. Simple commands, however, like "Be quiet" or "Fetch that thing" is more receptive in positive response. It's those real repetitive and in-depth commands that has him zoning out and saying, "im gonna do the thing". Weapons & Equipment: Like the standard magical girl, Eiffle carries a gem on him which transforms into a weapon. Said gem is located on a necklace which is always wrapped around his right wrist, so that the gem always touches right above the back of his hand, more often than not covered by gloves. Upon releasing, the gem turns into a staff as tall (if not taller) than he is, doubling as a yellow double headed axe with a second release. In his bookbag, he carries a number of water bottles and chocolate, so there's that. Plus, he also almost always has a pen (black) and a pencil in his pocket- but never an eraser. Ability: Due to size and inexperience, it's almost already a given that Eiffle won't be much help and his abilities do him no good either. He's very good at memorizing things, and even better at rewriting or reciting them speedily. That said, he's become quite good at reading scribbles and bad handwriting. His staff-slash-wand helps him more defend himself. Wind-based, the staff (lovingly named Lady Whiplash, Lady for short) creates magic circles upon being slammed on the floor, the largeness of the circles depending on the intensity of the smash. It's very handy for clearing debris or a (very, very) quick hairdrying. Upon a second release, it excretes a yellow light at it's top that shape a double headed axe which can cut through bricks or frozen butter. Brief History: Eiffle was raised by his older sister of thirteen years, barely remembering what happened that made them the duo they came to be. Often searching through the streets for games to play or places to sleep in, the two had started off in the Free Section but worked their way up to Casual as Eiffle grew to be more adventurous. As Eiffle continued to press for working their way up to be Advanced, along the way his sister got caught up in some shady deal. Forced to deal with the sudden responsibility of being a magical girl, their journey upwards were slowed down. Moreso when she disappeared, leaving behind only the necklace that caused her a lot of trouble and a coin with a misprint on it. He took charge of the gem instead, remembering the summons to release it, and finding it cool especially when the whole outfit change didn't apply to him. Probably because there weren't sizes available in whatever place costumes came from. It was only a few days after his sister's disappearance did news about the outbreak start to spread amongst the people like ripples in a pool. Rather than join the ranks, he made his way to the researchers, sure he would be much better help there (especially given he felt like he had a much higher chance on being alive), and besides, pocketing some stuff from the lab would be much easier if he actually worked there. He started practicing more with his new weapon and even took up exercising, often jogging around to see if anyone needed help with simple things before heading back to work. He payed much closer attention in listening in on conversations, waiting for anyone to mention a girl with her face marred by a birthmark. Relationships: He pretty much respects anyone able enough to go out and do shit, often admiring them from afar. From scientists to people who're absolutely ripped, Eiffle kinda has a part of him that thinks, "I wanna be that". (will be edited later probably lmao)

Name: Alexander Lee Alias(s): None Age: 20 Height: 6' 3" Weight: 151 Hair Color: Dark red Eye Color: Brown Race: Elf Job Role: S.W.O.R.D. Soldier Physical Appearance: Typical things like slanted eyebrows and pointy ears, the typical things one would see in an elf. Alexander also has a lithe build, and is pretty light-skinned. He keeps his hair short, so it doesn't get in the way. Attire: His battle attire is small amounts of armor on top of leather padding and cloth, so as to not slow himself down too much without sacrificing too much defense. Breastplate, arm and leg bracers, that's about it. Also wears simple, brown, fingerless, leather gloves. His casual attire is pretty simple, just a t-shirt and leggings, along with a hooded sweatshirt. Personality: Normally, he is kind and friendly. He is sociable and is generally regarded as a good friend to have. On the battlefield, though, he is cold and calculating. He will certainly try to save a fallen comrade if he believes it is possible, but the moment it reaches a certain threshold, Alexander will kill or abandon his comrade in order to save his own. Weapons & Equipment: He dual wields a pair of identical looking curved short swords. These two blades, can also be connected when putting the two hilts together, and will form a bow that fires arrows made out of pure energy. The arrow can pierce through almost anything, but can only pierce through one thing at a time, so it can't pass through multiple things at once. Furthermore, the arrow will dissipate soon after striking something. Ability: Expert swordsmanship: He has learned a variety of techniques that can aid him.in battle. Superior senses: being an elf, his eyesight and heating are certainly better than a normal human's. Reflexes: due to his experience in battle and his enhanced senses, he is able to react to dangerous scenarios faster than plenty of other people. Brief History: Alexander had been staying in the Casual section where he usually hang out when the N-008 virus struck. He was concerned about it when he heard the news, and even more so when he saw people.in the earlier stages of the virus. As a result, he made his descision to aid Rpg in its recovery, hoping to one day restore it to it's former glory. Relationships: Subject to change.

KK, but where was it?

It would have been in the News Section where the Leadership commanded from. But that section has since been destroyed.

Yeah, I don't want to put my own picture and the only drawn ones I have a really old XD so do I put it in the cs section now?

Okay, that's fine. You can use any image to represent you though. I, personally, have a preferance toward anime but feel free to choose anything. You can place it in the CS Section, yes :D Redrout, LetterA & Scarifar, your CS Sheets are also accepted. You can post them in the CS Section. I will also say that you can play a multiple characters but no more than 3 to begin with.