Welcome to..
Originally, it was invented as a way for the Club Leader to spend his time playing video games by himself, or maybe it was reading books?
Whatever it was, with the approval of the Dean of Blackmoore College, the Occult Club was given permission to make use of a small, dilapidated building at the northern end of the campus, nearby the large forest that encircles half of the town of Blackharbour. It was, at first, a gross and pathetic shack that was left to rot after over two decades of abandonment, so far from the rest of Blackmoore College's campus that it was oftentimes not even considered a part of the actual College.
Which made it perfect for the one who would become known as 'The Leader'.
Over the course of several months, the Leader turned what was originally a depressing, decades-old wreck into something that vaguely resembled an actual dwelling; with beds, couches, chairs, working lights, and even a now-restored and functional toilet. The Occult Club's 'secret hideout' was now a refuge, at least in name.
However, it soon began to see more use than just that of the Leader; more and more people joined for a plethora of reasons; not wanting to join a proper Club, running away from their life, or perhaps even running away from something far more sinister?
Whatever their reasons, the Occult Club managed to garner more attention than even the Leader expected, and soon enough a motley crew of people who might otherwise not be capable of coexisting together.. did just that.
Friends, they might call themselves.
But the one thing that everyone knew is that they were members of the Blackmoore College Occult Club.
Everything was fine. Good. Lovely.
Until, one day, the Leader stopped showing up.
Until, after a few days, his mother finally went to the police, distraught and terrified, and the information became public;
The Leader who created the Occult Club had vanished into thin air. Not a trace of him remained.
He just didn't come home one night, or the next, or the night after that. He'd vanished from the face of the Earth, and nobody had any clue where to or why.
Until, one night, when every member of the Occult Club was fast asleep, they had a dream.
The Leader, standing at the edge of Blackharbour Forest, smiling and waving.
With his eyes closed, and his mouth sewn shut with red cord.
Every night for the next week, they all had that same dream.
Until, on the last night, the Leader appeared with open eyes and open mouth, and spoke.
"Please find me."
With such deep and long-running roots in the Christian faith, anyone who the townsfolk could potentially see as problematic don't have long at all to wait until the stigma grows. People will give them the side eye, others may call them out on the streets. The faith runs very, very deep here, and those who don't follow what the locals consider the right path suffer for it. People will raise prices, people will refuse sales. People will direct their attentions towards you more often and more aggressively; because to them, you're a stain on the pristine, God-beloved land on which they've grown so much. Many people cite the lack of rain in South Central as a divine blessing, and many more attend the seemingly impossible-to-disturb grounds that surround the Old Church and the Convent.
Persecution has never been a stranger to Blackharbour. Ever since the city was founded and rebuilt by John Bell, there have been.. problems. A few lynchings here and there, the public trials and executions of assumed Witches who live in the Black Forest, even some racism here and there to make things more interesting. While to most Blackharbour is an idyllic place to live and pass on, anyone who has seen the underbelly of the beast in which they live will tell you that its fangs cut deep.
The one exception to this seems to be Hightown; never has any crime been punished as severely there as it has been elsewhere. They welcome all with open arms and cheerful smiles, while simultaneously sneering at and spitting on those they feel are beneath them. Those who refuse to live in Hightown once given the opportunity, especially, receive less than stellar treatment.
In the years after Blackmoore College was constructed and it brought in thousands of people, tensions had been slowly evaporating. With the arrival of certain outsiders, the people that lived within Blackharbour learned to live with their eccentricities; as long as it benefited them, of course. No longer do people sneer at others in the street because of what they wear, oh no; now they do it privately, stewing in their anger and self-righteousness.
One day, definitely, the people of Blackharbour will rip themselves apart. All they need is.. motivation.
The second uniqueness of Bel's Cove was the native wildlife; in the ocean nearby lives what appears to be a special type of sea snail, with a pitch-black shell. These live in what eventually came to be known as the Black Harbour; they can grow up to 2 meters in length, and their shells can grow as big as a person. Their shells deform with age, creating striking patterns, and they make wonderful art pieces when painted.
On top of this, the snails themselves, when cooked correctly, produce a uniquely bittersweet taste that is hard to truly find anywhere else. In fact, the flavour is so unique that Blackharbour actually exports a spice based on it to other places.
With all of these discoveries, Bel's Cove quickly boomed and turned from a small fishing hamlet into a fully-fledged port town.
However, in recent years, the Blackshell Snails have become more difficult to catch. They're slowly going extinct in order to keep up with the growing demand. The Union of Blackshell Protection was created in the province in order to keep them from dying out, and to protect them from poachers.
The name 'Blackharbour' is certainly an ominous one, but it's common knowledge that the town was named that because of the once-plentiful Blackshell Snails that, in a time long forgotten, coated the bottom of the harbour like a thick, black paste and made the ocean seem pitch-black.
In order to capitalize on the people moving to Blackharbour, the Blackmoore College was founded, and quickly gained plenty of staff and students alike. It's the only institution of higher learning in Blackharbour. While there may be several different primary schools and high schools, the only College is Blackmoore College.
What was once a single small seaside town is now an entire province complete with an entire city, a coastal town, the Black Harbour and the surrounding areas. To say that the place expanded would be a total understatement; from Old Rowan's Rest to Blackmoore College, the place is almost a city-state in of itself. Even if the rest of the world was destroyed, Blackharbour would keep running smoothly.
Nobody had any clue.
Unset Roles are mostly the Occult Club members; these are blank slates that you can customize as much as you'd like. They can be of any College-like age, and you can be as free as you like with their backstory. However, please keep in mind that this is not a very high-fantasy roleplay.
That said, I want to stress this; there are supernatural elements present in this roleplay, so if your character is a little psychic or whatever, that's totally cool with me, but nothing too crazy.
At least at the start.
These roles also include 'Bystanders'; people who aren't directly affiliated with the Occult Club but are dragged into the story regardless.
Set Roles are specific roles that, if not filled, will be handled by me. These characters have their place in the story set in stone, but are pivotal to certain plot points; three examples that have the most importance are 'The Detective', 'The English Teacher', and 'The Leader's Mother'. Applying for any of these roles comes with some special requirements and what basically amounts to a Non-Disclosure Agreement for certain important things.
Character deaths are avoidable, but nobody has 'plot armour'. If your character, regardless of who they are, makes a fatal error, they will die. This does affect the ending of the roleplay, so if you want to 'win', don't die.
Keep in mind that members of the Occult Club have known each other for varying lengths of time by now, and are all quite friendly with each other. I actually encourage the development of their relationships both during the roleplay, and in character creation; are two of the Occult Club members dating? Maybe one joined the Occult Club because their friend or crush did?
I want the Occult Club to be a tightly-knit community of good friends and maybe more; a group of people who are genuinely affected by the disappearance of the Leader, and the events that come after it. Lone wolf types are okay, as long as they're happy to tag along and get engaged.
For any preexisting relations with the Leader, please PM me so we can use it as a plot point later on if you'd like to.
Also so I can give it a yes or no.
The Occult Club.
Torn apart by the loss of someone close, this ragtag group of misfits and not-so-misfits will have to endure much to see the light at the end of the tunnel before them.
The Leader and Founder of the Occult Club: definitely not played by @Kuroakuma or anything.
(I'll be highlighting roles in the hex codes that players use for dialogue. Please let me know your hex code if you want to use one specifically!)
The First Member of the Occult Club: Megan Connor, played by @geminironin
The Second Member of the Occult Club: Maxwell Sawyer, played by @sassy1085
The Third Member of the Occult Club: Reserved for @A Lowly Wretch
The Fourth Member of the Occult Club: Evelyn Wolfe, played by @Vocab
The Fifth Member of the Occult Club: Available
The Sixth Member of the Occult Club: Phoibe Graves, played by @KZOMBI3
The Seventh Member of the Occult Club: Reserved for @Bastian
The Bystanders.
Dragged into the oncoming storm without warning or reason, will these souls hold on and endure, or will they drown in the coming maelstrom?
The First Bystander: Cole Bentley, played by @addamas
The Second Bystander: Elexene Sothorett by @CosmicVixen
The Third Bystander: Reserved for @A Lowly Wretch
(It's totally fine if you want to play as someone unaffiliated with the Occult Club, but the priority goes to Occult Club members. They're the most important.
Or, perhaps, your character is the Leader's Childhood Friend? Maybe a person who works at a place one of the Club members frequents who heard the tale and got involved? An obsessive stalker?
The ball is in your court.)
The Chess Pieces.
Whether native to Blackharbour or not, these poor souls, too, have important roles to play. Whether or not they'll see the light of day, we will have to see.
May the Lord have mercy on them.
The Detective: Reserved for @Cu Chulainn
+ A Detective hired by an anonymous force to investigate the missing person's case.
The English Teacher (Female): Taken by @Kuroakuma
+ A teacher at Blackmoore College. She's been rumoured to engage in.. less than pure acts with students, but nobody has ever proven it.
The Leader's Mother: Taken by @Kuroakuma
+ A forlorn widow who cherished her only child greatly. Remarried the Leader's Father only two years prior.
The Dean of Blackmoore College (Male): Available
+ A well-known and well-liked man who gave permission to the Leader to create the Occult Club and refurnish the abandoned shack.
The Leader's Father: Available
+ A slightly aloof man who remarried the Leader's Mother two years prior. They were divorced, but remarried.
The Chief of Police: Reserved for @role model
+ What it says on the tin.
The Head of the Bell Family (Male or Female): Available
+ The current reigning Matriarch or Patriarch of the family that founded Bel's Cove. The true owner of Blackharbour, able to impose their will on almost anyone there. They own the land, and the land owns everyone else.
Trust me. Your secrets are safe with me.
Feel free to spruce up your character sheet as much or as little as you'd like. This, after all, is your canvas.
Faceclaims are anime characters.
II. Your character very well may die. In the event of their untimely and brutal demise, you'll be allowed to make another character to stay in the roleplay if you'd like. However, this is your only second chance, bar.. certain developments.
III. Don't be an asshole. That shouldn't need to be said, but it has to be. I have zero tolerance for genuine rudeness from my players, whether towards me or anyone else. That said, I reserve the right to remove you from this roleplay if you act up. This includes the indiscriminate slaughter of your character/s offscreen.
IV. The themes in this story are mature, dark, and when we have such a diverse cast, some things may not be to your personal taste. As to how 'well' certain themes are handled, this is an entirely subjective matter, and thus you may be made uncomfortable by certain things that occur during this roleplay. This, once again, is a dark roleplay. It's designed to make you at least a little uncomfortable, but hopefully not enough to sour the entire experience permanently.
I don't anticipate that anyone might get hurt, but I'm making sure to put this down just in case.
V. This roleplay is mostly open-ended, but there are several major plot developments to help you along. This roleplay is able to be 'failed', and if you don't play your cards right, it very may well have a very bad ending. If that happens, that's it. No retries.
Unless, of course, you do some things right. ;^)
If it's not obvious, I'm not good at making rules. As long as you don't break the rules of the site, and aren't straight up being an asshole, we'll be fine. I trust my players to be respectable, respectful people, and to have fun with the roleplay. We're here to have a good time, all of us.
Except our characters.
Q: Why a College?
A: The themes and events of this story are.. mature, to say the least. I don't feel comfortable putting characters under 18 in the situations they're likely going to be, or giving them the backstory they may have. Making excuses as to why an 18+ character is still in High School is annoying enough, but an entire cast..? No thanks.
Also, High School roleplays happen all the time. This is basically the same deal with older characters, though, so..
Q: Filet-O-Fish?
A: Filet-O-Fish.
Q: is ghost a thing?
A: mmmlemaybe
Q: Should this be called Untitled Cult Game?
A: Definitely, but there's no cults involved. Everyone seems to think so, but there's DEFINITELY NOT.
No, I will not let you see my cultist robes. I haven't gotten the sea salt out of them yet.
Q: Are you adding more things to this section because you're stalling on making actual content?
A: You're too smart for your own good.
Q: What am I supposed to do?
A: Touch fluffy tail.
We have a Discord server if you're interested in joining. Please PM me if you want to join so I can send you the link.
Be warned, we're insane(ly attractive).
P.S: Bel's Cove is waiting for you.
BLACKHARBOUR
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The Plot.
The Occult Club of Blackharbour's Blackmoore College was originally founded as a joke. For a laugh.Originally, it was invented as a way for the Club Leader to spend his time playing video games by himself, or maybe it was reading books?
Whatever it was, with the approval of the Dean of Blackmoore College, the Occult Club was given permission to make use of a small, dilapidated building at the northern end of the campus, nearby the large forest that encircles half of the town of Blackharbour. It was, at first, a gross and pathetic shack that was left to rot after over two decades of abandonment, so far from the rest of Blackmoore College's campus that it was oftentimes not even considered a part of the actual College.
Which made it perfect for the one who would become known as 'The Leader'.
Over the course of several months, the Leader turned what was originally a depressing, decades-old wreck into something that vaguely resembled an actual dwelling; with beds, couches, chairs, working lights, and even a now-restored and functional toilet. The Occult Club's 'secret hideout' was now a refuge, at least in name.
However, it soon began to see more use than just that of the Leader; more and more people joined for a plethora of reasons; not wanting to join a proper Club, running away from their life, or perhaps even running away from something far more sinister?
Whatever their reasons, the Occult Club managed to garner more attention than even the Leader expected, and soon enough a motley crew of people who might otherwise not be capable of coexisting together.. did just that.
Friends, they might call themselves.
But the one thing that everyone knew is that they were members of the Blackmoore College Occult Club.
Everything was fine. Good. Lovely.
Until, one day, the Leader stopped showing up.
Until, after a few days, his mother finally went to the police, distraught and terrified, and the information became public;
The Leader who created the Occult Club had vanished into thin air. Not a trace of him remained.
He just didn't come home one night, or the next, or the night after that. He'd vanished from the face of the Earth, and nobody had any clue where to or why.
Until, one night, when every member of the Occult Club was fast asleep, they had a dream.
The Leader, standing at the edge of Blackharbour Forest, smiling and waving.
With his eyes closed, and his mouth sewn shut with red cord.
Every night for the next week, they all had that same dream.
Until, on the last night, the Leader appeared with open eyes and open mouth, and spoke.
"Please find me."
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The People.
The people of Blackharbour are as normal as normal can be, at least for the most part. While the province has no lack of superstition or rumour, it's, in general, a rather nice place. A mix between a sleepy fishing hamlet, coast-side residential living, and a bustling if small city, the kinds of people you can find in Blackharbour seems to be infinite. The majority of people who make the province of Blackharbour their home are of the Christian or Catholic faith. That said, while it might just be a normal place to anyone who doesn't go against the town's beliefs, that's not at all the case for those who do.With such deep and long-running roots in the Christian faith, anyone who the townsfolk could potentially see as problematic don't have long at all to wait until the stigma grows. People will give them the side eye, others may call them out on the streets. The faith runs very, very deep here, and those who don't follow what the locals consider the right path suffer for it. People will raise prices, people will refuse sales. People will direct their attentions towards you more often and more aggressively; because to them, you're a stain on the pristine, God-beloved land on which they've grown so much. Many people cite the lack of rain in South Central as a divine blessing, and many more attend the seemingly impossible-to-disturb grounds that surround the Old Church and the Convent.
Persecution has never been a stranger to Blackharbour. Ever since the city was founded and rebuilt by John Bell, there have been.. problems. A few lynchings here and there, the public trials and executions of assumed Witches who live in the Black Forest, even some racism here and there to make things more interesting. While to most Blackharbour is an idyllic place to live and pass on, anyone who has seen the underbelly of the beast in which they live will tell you that its fangs cut deep.
The one exception to this seems to be Hightown; never has any crime been punished as severely there as it has been elsewhere. They welcome all with open arms and cheerful smiles, while simultaneously sneering at and spitting on those they feel are beneath them. Those who refuse to live in Hightown once given the opportunity, especially, receive less than stellar treatment.
In the years after Blackmoore College was constructed and it brought in thousands of people, tensions had been slowly evaporating. With the arrival of certain outsiders, the people that lived within Blackharbour learned to live with their eccentricities; as long as it benefited them, of course. No longer do people sneer at others in the street because of what they wear, oh no; now they do it privately, stewing in their anger and self-righteousness.
One day, definitely, the people of Blackharbour will rip themselves apart. All they need is.. motivation.
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The Black Harbour.
Founded in 1843, the province of Blackharbour has seen several name changes throughout its lifetime. Originally founded as a convent for the Christian faith, it was abandoned when it was attacked and razed to the ground by an anti-religious cult. After this, an enterprising businessman brought the land, rebuilt the Convent, and then built a town around it. This same businessman knew that trade made towns, and thus he made sure to get what was then called Bel's Cove up and running. To his delight, he found that there were two things that made Bel's Cove truly unique; the first was the deep, plentiful silver mine just outside of the town's outskirts, but still on his land. Mining began immediately, and continued strong until 20 years prior to the founding of the Occult Club, when the mine suddenly caved in on itself.The second uniqueness of Bel's Cove was the native wildlife; in the ocean nearby lives what appears to be a special type of sea snail, with a pitch-black shell. These live in what eventually came to be known as the Black Harbour; they can grow up to 2 meters in length, and their shells can grow as big as a person. Their shells deform with age, creating striking patterns, and they make wonderful art pieces when painted.
On top of this, the snails themselves, when cooked correctly, produce a uniquely bittersweet taste that is hard to truly find anywhere else. In fact, the flavour is so unique that Blackharbour actually exports a spice based on it to other places.
With all of these discoveries, Bel's Cove quickly boomed and turned from a small fishing hamlet into a fully-fledged port town.
However, in recent years, the Blackshell Snails have become more difficult to catch. They're slowly going extinct in order to keep up with the growing demand. The Union of Blackshell Protection was created in the province in order to keep them from dying out, and to protect them from poachers.
The name 'Blackharbour' is certainly an ominous one, but it's common knowledge that the town was named that because of the once-plentiful Blackshell Snails that, in a time long forgotten, coated the bottom of the harbour like a thick, black paste and made the ocean seem pitch-black.
In order to capitalize on the people moving to Blackharbour, the Blackmoore College was founded, and quickly gained plenty of staff and students alike. It's the only institution of higher learning in Blackharbour. While there may be several different primary schools and high schools, the only College is Blackmoore College.
What was once a single small seaside town is now an entire province complete with an entire city, a coastal town, the Black Harbour and the surrounding areas. To say that the place expanded would be a total understatement; from Old Rowan's Rest to Blackmoore College, the place is almost a city-state in of itself. Even if the rest of the world was destroyed, Blackharbour would keep running smoothly.
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The Map.
A crudely made map found on the Leader's personal computer. Several spots are marked on the map that correspond with places in the real world, but the dimensions of the Leader-made map are slightly off ever so much. It shows the major roads and districts, but a lot of landmarks are missing, like the Church and Convent. The map was released to his friends and family in a bid to get answers to his whereabouts;Nobody had any clue.
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The Players.
There are two kinds of roles available to people interested in joining this roleplay;Unset Roles are mostly the Occult Club members; these are blank slates that you can customize as much as you'd like. They can be of any College-like age, and you can be as free as you like with their backstory. However, please keep in mind that this is not a very high-fantasy roleplay.
That said, I want to stress this; there are supernatural elements present in this roleplay, so if your character is a little psychic or whatever, that's totally cool with me, but nothing too crazy.
At least at the start.
These roles also include 'Bystanders'; people who aren't directly affiliated with the Occult Club but are dragged into the story regardless.
Set Roles are specific roles that, if not filled, will be handled by me. These characters have their place in the story set in stone, but are pivotal to certain plot points; three examples that have the most importance are 'The Detective', 'The English Teacher', and 'The Leader's Mother'. Applying for any of these roles comes with some special requirements and what basically amounts to a Non-Disclosure Agreement for certain important things.
Character deaths are avoidable, but nobody has 'plot armour'. If your character, regardless of who they are, makes a fatal error, they will die. This does affect the ending of the roleplay, so if you want to 'win', don't die.
Keep in mind that members of the Occult Club have known each other for varying lengths of time by now, and are all quite friendly with each other. I actually encourage the development of their relationships both during the roleplay, and in character creation; are two of the Occult Club members dating? Maybe one joined the Occult Club because their friend or crush did?
I want the Occult Club to be a tightly-knit community of good friends and maybe more; a group of people who are genuinely affected by the disappearance of the Leader, and the events that come after it. Lone wolf types are okay, as long as they're happy to tag along and get engaged.
For any preexisting relations with the Leader, please PM me so we can use it as a plot point later on if you'd like to.
Also so I can give it a yes or no.
The Occult Club.
Torn apart by the loss of someone close, this ragtag group of misfits and not-so-misfits will have to endure much to see the light at the end of the tunnel before them.
The Leader and Founder of the Occult Club: definitely not played by @Kuroakuma or anything.
(I'll be highlighting roles in the hex codes that players use for dialogue. Please let me know your hex code if you want to use one specifically!)
The First Member of the Occult Club: Megan Connor, played by @geminironin
The Second Member of the Occult Club: Maxwell Sawyer, played by @sassy1085
The Third Member of the Occult Club: Reserved for @A Lowly Wretch
The Fourth Member of the Occult Club: Evelyn Wolfe, played by @Vocab
The Fifth Member of the Occult Club: Available
The Sixth Member of the Occult Club: Phoibe Graves, played by @KZOMBI3
The Seventh Member of the Occult Club: Reserved for @Bastian
The Bystanders.
Dragged into the oncoming storm without warning or reason, will these souls hold on and endure, or will they drown in the coming maelstrom?
The First Bystander: Cole Bentley, played by @addamas
The Second Bystander: Elexene Sothorett by @CosmicVixen
The Third Bystander: Reserved for @A Lowly Wretch
(It's totally fine if you want to play as someone unaffiliated with the Occult Club, but the priority goes to Occult Club members. They're the most important.
Or, perhaps, your character is the Leader's Childhood Friend? Maybe a person who works at a place one of the Club members frequents who heard the tale and got involved? An obsessive stalker?
The ball is in your court.)
The Chess Pieces.
Whether native to Blackharbour or not, these poor souls, too, have important roles to play. Whether or not they'll see the light of day, we will have to see.
May the Lord have mercy on them.
The Detective: Reserved for @Cu Chulainn
+ A Detective hired by an anonymous force to investigate the missing person's case.
The English Teacher (Female): Taken by @Kuroakuma
+ A teacher at Blackmoore College. She's been rumoured to engage in.. less than pure acts with students, but nobody has ever proven it.
The Leader's Mother: Taken by @Kuroakuma
+ A forlorn widow who cherished her only child greatly. Remarried the Leader's Father only two years prior.
The Dean of Blackmoore College (Male): Available
+ A well-known and well-liked man who gave permission to the Leader to create the Occult Club and refurnish the abandoned shack.
The Leader's Father: Available
+ A slightly aloof man who remarried the Leader's Mother two years prior. They were divorced, but remarried.
The Chief of Police: Reserved for @role model
+ What it says on the tin.
The Head of the Bell Family (Male or Female): Available
+ The current reigning Matriarch or Patriarch of the family that founded Bel's Cove. The true owner of Blackharbour, able to impose their will on almost anyone there. They own the land, and the land owns everyone else.
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The Details.
Below is the character sheet for this roleplay. While it isn't mandatory to use this exact layout or provide the exact details, the information I've asked for will be useful during the story for both myself and for others. If you want to keep things hidden and secretive, please PM me your 'complete' character sheet so I can make sure everything will run smoothly, then upload your 'secretive' version publically.Trust me. Your secrets are safe with me.
Feel free to spruce up your character sheet as much or as little as you'd like. This, after all, is your canvas.
Faceclaims are anime characters.
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The Rules.
I. No Godmodding in any way, shape or form. This includes manipulating other characters that are played by your fellow players, or by having your character avoid what I decree is certain death, via unnatural means. However, manipulating an NPC to get you where you need to go is 100% fine.II. Your character very well may die. In the event of their untimely and brutal demise, you'll be allowed to make another character to stay in the roleplay if you'd like. However, this is your only second chance, bar.. certain developments.
III. Don't be an asshole. That shouldn't need to be said, but it has to be. I have zero tolerance for genuine rudeness from my players, whether towards me or anyone else. That said, I reserve the right to remove you from this roleplay if you act up. This includes the indiscriminate slaughter of your character/s offscreen.
IV. The themes in this story are mature, dark, and when we have such a diverse cast, some things may not be to your personal taste. As to how 'well' certain themes are handled, this is an entirely subjective matter, and thus you may be made uncomfortable by certain things that occur during this roleplay. This, once again, is a dark roleplay. It's designed to make you at least a little uncomfortable, but hopefully not enough to sour the entire experience permanently.
I don't anticipate that anyone might get hurt, but I'm making sure to put this down just in case.
V. This roleplay is mostly open-ended, but there are several major plot developments to help you along. This roleplay is able to be 'failed', and if you don't play your cards right, it very may well have a very bad ending. If that happens, that's it. No retries.
Unless, of course, you do some things right. ;^)
If it's not obvious, I'm not good at making rules. As long as you don't break the rules of the site, and aren't straight up being an asshole, we'll be fine. I trust my players to be respectable, respectful people, and to have fun with the roleplay. We're here to have a good time, all of us.
Except our characters.
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The Rest.
A place for miscellaneous information or other things. Q: Why a College?
A: The themes and events of this story are.. mature, to say the least. I don't feel comfortable putting characters under 18 in the situations they're likely going to be, or giving them the backstory they may have. Making excuses as to why an 18+ character is still in High School is annoying enough, but an entire cast..? No thanks.
Also, High School roleplays happen all the time. This is basically the same deal with older characters, though, so..
Q: Filet-O-Fish?
A: Filet-O-Fish.
Q: is ghost a thing?
A: mmmlemaybe
Q: Should this be called Untitled Cult Game?
A: Definitely, but there's no cults involved. Everyone seems to think so, but there's DEFINITELY NOT.
No, I will not let you see my cultist robes. I haven't gotten the sea salt out of them yet.
Q: Are you adding more things to this section because you're stalling on making actual content?
A: You're too smart for your own good.
Q: What am I supposed to do?
A: Touch fluffy tail.
We have a Discord server if you're interested in joining. Please PM me if you want to join so I can send you the link.
Be warned, we're insane(ly attractive).
P.S: Bel's Cove is waiting for you.
