[OOC] ~ Welcome to Sanctuary ~

[The Muse]

@thatguy Definitely! :)

[thatguy]

im thinking of doing a drifter who comes from a bloody past trying to escape his old life, would it be ok if i eventually hook him up with a bartending job at Fox Hole or should i go over to the Bandit Bar?

[The Muse]

@thatguy For sure! Have him find his way to Reya for a job. She might need some relief from managing the bar and everything else all the time haha

[The Muse]

Hey All - I will be doing a timeskip to get us to the start of the festival soon, so if you want to post anything before the skip then get your posts in!

[LovelyComplex]

me seeing viciousmarrow coming out of retirement for this

ehem. i mayhaps join. please be patient with me though while i brain stew on things.

[The Muse]

@LovelyComplex Ahhhh please do!! We can have the gang back together haha

[LovelyComplex]

@LovelyComplex Ahhhh please do!! We can have the gang back together haha

@The Muse

[SkeankySnack]

@LovelyComplex told me there was a party and that I should come join it

[SkeankySnack]

Bartholomew “Barry” Grant

Birthday:
October 3rd, 1984
Age:
38

Hometown:
Ontario, Canada

Appearance:

Dons the gear of your average blue collar worker, lots of denim and button down flannels

Occupation:
General Contractor/Handyman/Landscaper
A run of the mill Jack of All Trades

Short Bio:
Life from the very beginning was a challenge for Barry. Barry was born to a father who abandoned him, and to a mother who cared more about the needle in her arm, than the child she was supposed to raise. On the surface, he was your textbook case of ‘ne’er do well’ that all parents tell their children to avoid. In reality, he was a kid with a good heart and a smart head on his shoulders, but born into a toxic environment. Barry knew the cards he’d been dealt and he’d be damned if he didn’t survive long enough to make something useful with his hand. If that meant getting into a fight to protect someone in a jam, or stealing food just so he wouldn't go hungry for another night, then that’s what he did.

When Barry came of age, he enlisted in the military and joined the combat engineers to further his education for life after. Barry felt like he’d finally dug himself out of his hole, but little did he realize the further challenges he’d face in the military. During his time enlisted, he served two tours in Afghanistan and a final tour in Iraq before being discharged. He’ll tell you that it’s because of the wounds he suffered, the long scar running down his face and neck are proof enough. Stare long enough and you’ll see the slight cloudiness in his eye, the subtle tilt of his head as he tries to listen to you, and the grim look of a man who’s lost more friends than he’d care to tell.

Barry had only served eight years, and felt it was too early for a retirement, opting to move somewhere small, remote and quiet. When the town of Sanctuary fell upon his ears, the irony wasn’t lost on him as he felt it would fit the bill. Packing up and moving out, he quickly established himself in the town as the kind of guy you could consistently and reliably get help from. Barry’s happy to help out the townsfolk whenever and he charged prices that he felt were fair and reasonable or offered favors/trades instead. When he’s not helping out at the town, he keeps to himself on his more reclusive homestead some twenty or so minutes outside of town.

Lately with the new influx of people and construction coming in, Barry’s been losing out on some of his clientele with larger contracting firms that can offer lower prices than he. Though this hasn’t soured his mood entirely, he is feeling the hit to his wallet and looks a little more tired than usual as he’s been keeping busier to compensate.

Misc:

Maisy

Guardian of the Homestead

[SkeankySnack]

Mitch Kowalski

Birthday:
August 2nd, 1996
Age:
27

Appearance:

Mitch’s wardrobe has always been function over form; comfortable, relatively loose and plenty of pocket space

Occupation:
Owner of their family’s farm, though they delegates most of the tasks to their farmhands.
Their real passion occupation is being the local Veterinarian and making personal house calls

Short Bio:
Mitch was born the last kid to a family of eight, five brothers, two sisters, a tough of nails father with an even tougher mama to boot. They were practically the runt of the litter, with the closest sibling in age being five years their senior. Games played with their brothers were always rougher than they should be and more than a tear was shed time and time again. ‘Boys will be boys’ became an all too common phrase in their household, and as annoying as that broken record was, a thought would finally click their head, “Why don’t I just be like the boys?” An easier thought said than done, but time is a patient teacher and with each passing year, Mitch grew a little bigger and a little wiser. Soon enough Mitch was the one doling out comeuppance when their brothers got too rowdy with their sisters. Despite whatever tomfoolery they all got up too, or whatever trouble they got caught up in with their parents, life on the farm was relatively simple and quiet; too quiet for some.

Early in their childhood, they had taken a trip with their father to the Serrano Family Ranch in order to purchase a pair of new cows as the ones at home had become lame. This was the day that Mitch would meet their forever companions, the aptly named and devilish Moocifer, along with her sister the adventurous Mooana. This trip also became a defining moment in Mitch's life. As Javier Serrano was showing them around to the cows their family was to take home, a farmhand came running grab him. Mitch doesn't remember much of the conversation as Javier ran off, but they had this gut desire to follow Tio Javi as he ran into the barn. Inside was the mother cow, weak and distressed, her baby calf lying still, Javier's hands pumping into it's side. Less than a minute in tension passed before the calf shot up to life and everyone breathed a collective sigh of relief. It was in that moment Mitch knew they wanted to become a veterinarian.

While Mitch enjoyed the peace of Sanctuary, their siblings slowly began to resent the quiet life over the years. It all started with their eldest brother Jacob, twelve years their senior. He was originally intended to be the successor of the farm, but ended up storming out one night after getting into a fight about his future. What began as a trickle, slowly deluged as every sibling, one by one, began to leave the farm for their own reasons. By the time the third sibling had left, all the fight was out of their father who simply watched his children go with dismay. Mitch was the last to leave, but whether it was out of a sense of duty to family, guilt for leaving their father or knowing that Sanctuary would always be home, they promised their father they would return; “It’ll be just two years Papa, then I’ll be a doctor and an even better hand around the farm, I promise, it’ll be over before you know it”

Two months before Mitch was to complete their degree, both of their parents were killed in a car crash by a drunk driver. Wracked with grief they left school to return home and bury their parents, with most of their siblings returning home briefly to attend the funeral and to divvy up the assets from their parents' will. Everyone was given an equal share, with Mitch being given in addition to that the deed to their parents farm. Mitch was beside themselves, despite having grown up on the farm, they had no idea how to manage it and it didn't seem like any of their siblings had any intention of coming back to give Mitch a helping hand. All on their own in an empty house, a major decision weighing on their mind. Mitch needed to go back to school to graduate, but they couldn't just abandon the farm without someone to lead it. Ultimately it came down to two choices, sell the farm and pursue their dream, or abandon the idea of becoming a vet so that their family's farm could live on. It was not a decision to be made lightly and after a week of fretting over it, Mitch turned to Tio Javi for guidance. After some back and forth and more than a little convincing, Mitch was disinclined to sell the farm to anyone and Javier was more than willing to send some workers their way to tend to the fields. With the income generated from the farm Mitch could fund any materials, equipment or medicine they would need. Mitch would get their dream and in return they would be the first response should any of Javier's livestock fall ill. It was an mutually beneficial trade, one where Mitch could have their cake and eat it too.

[Expendable]

Going to need a cheat sheet just to keep everyone straight.

[Pilatus]

Since this game is well and truly dead now, I decided it was time for me to speak my peace. So many things get left unsaid on RPGuild, but I’m just far too full of piss and vinegar to forget, let stuff go and move on. Lack of accountability, complete apathy and a general loser attitude are why so many games fail here. Players here expect, and are okay with failure- something I just cannot abide. This game failed when it didn’t have to and what’s even more aggravating, is that it shouldn’t have. On a site where so many games struggle just to just get off the ground, this game had lightning in a bottle and squandered it. It’s shameful and in over twenty years of PBP games, I have to say this was one that made me really think about this hobby as a whole.

Now I can hear all the screeching starting and that’s fine. If any of the parties involved in this travesty happen to be reading this: Yeah, I did come here to dance on the grave and say an emphatic, “I told you so.” Because I did. I didn’t write over four years of successful slice of life on this site to learn nothing about how people function, particularly when it comes to this genre. A certain vocal element entered into this game, pushed out the productive and invested players that joined at the start and then proceeded to move on once the story no longer had direction. Would things have been different if maybe someone had listened to Pilatus? Yep. I can at a minimum guarantee we would have made it past the first day.

So hats off to all of you who ran this into the ground like a jetliner into an Everglades swamp. Well done and also kudos for at least attempting to grab the control column when you saw the terrain rushing up to meet the glass. When you scrambled and made all those temporary NPCs and characters to try and make sense out of a plot that you destroyed- You have to just believe me when I say it warmed a special place in my cold black heart to watch you fail, lose interest and then just dump the game completely. What’s really pitiful is because of the attitudes listed above you probably didn’t learn anything and went on to kill other games in the same way. You all are like “anti-writers” that never make it past the Mary/Gary Sue stage. You’re just noise on the Guild that has to be squelched.

So internet traveler, if you’ve made it this far, thanks for reading. I can promise you those that committed this crime in writing did not. If they couldn’t be bothered to read the posts of other players, I doubt they made it this far. Let what transpired here be a lesson in what not to do and good luck in your games wherever you may find yourself in the Guild. If you ever have any questions or perhaps if the full story of what happened in Sanctuary tickles your fancy, you know where to find me.

-P

[Kumbaris]

Hey @The Muse. I've been looking at this RP, and I'm interested in joining, do you have space for 1 more character?

[The Muse]

@Kumbaris Definitely! We'd love to have you :)

[Kumbaris]

Alright, I'll get a CS up and try to read up to this point.

[The Muse]

@Kumbaris Here's the Discord link: discord.gg/uK52kY8C

We can catch you up on the important things. There's so much to read if you start from the beginning and some of it doesn't apply anymore due to characters leaving haha

[Kumbaris]

Candra

| Born in the 25th of July, 1989 | 33 years of age, soon to be 34 | Muslim | Indonesian Citizen with an American Greencard | Looking for distant family | Incredibly Complicated Family history |

Appearance:

Almost always sharply dressed. Candra likes wearing clothes that make her look very professional and perhaps a little bit distant, a necessity considering what her job entails. The woman does have more casual clothes when she prefers to let her hair down, but she doesn't like to show it when it comes to affairs of this importance.

Occupation:
CEO of one of Indonesia's largest property developers. With such a position, comes the increased importance of looking, talking, and acting the part. Her being a woman also adds even more pressure on her to look and act appropriately at all times. She is currently scouting the United States as a potential market to expand her company's operations stateside, the fact that there might be missing family that she wants to reconnect with also adds to the importance of her job/ vacation into Sanctuary.

Biography:
Candra's story actually begins way before she was born. The Gunawan family were some of the first people to rise up against the Dutch when the country declared independence in 1945, Their family's great-grandfather, Suryo Gunawan, was a veteran of the war of independence, a war of great suffering and atrocities, but a war the Indonesians ultimately won. Even now, in the old family house, lies some pictures of the family's great-grandfather brandishing stolen Imperial Japanese weapons the Indonesians pilfered once the Japanese pulled out of the country after their defeat. Really, in some ways, the Gunawans were patriots for the country in every sense of the word.

But then came 1965, the year when the Gunawans endured unimaginable suffering as the military dictator Soeharto rose to power in the aftermath of a Communist coup. The Gunawans were, predictably, staunch supporters of the Indonesian National Party and espoused some left-wing ideology, in some ways bordering on the ideology of the Indonesian Communist Party, and the fact that the patriarch of their family was a national hero made them pretty well known in the local community, so when the dictator Soeharto caught wind of this, the police and military swarmed the family house, and of course, the houses of anyone espousing clear left-wing ideology, their great grandfather suffered greatly under the treatment of the military, and some members of the family were taken and never seen again.

At this point, some members of the Gunawans fled, fearing continued persecution from the military government, to the United States. At that point, the Gunawans were split in two, the ones that stayed in the country, and the ones that fled to America in search of a better future.

And it was in that flashpoint that Candra was born, named Candrawati Gunawan by her mother, she grew up hearing stories about her great grandfather, and how their family was split in two, she heard stories about the great battles her father fought against, and the betrayal under the Soeharto regime her family has to endure. While the Gunawans were not particularly wealthy, the fact that their most notable family member was so clearly betrayed by the country he helped to defend left a scar that never left the Gunawans ever since, Government forces not only took their family members away, but also took a significant portion of their assets along with them, what little savings they have, their newly bought car, and other things they suspect might be as a result of 'suspicious earnings'. The family never got those seized assets back.

Her childhood therefore was particularly harsh, with her family having to make some really tough decisions in order to get her through grade, middle, and high school. Consequently, when President Soeharto announced his resignation in 1998 following mass protests over the deteriorating economic condition, the entire family cheered, Candra herself included.

Candra made a decision at that point to reconnect her American family with her Indonesian family and swore to make enough money to make that journey to the United States and track down the Gunawans who fled, if only to touch base and perhaps convince them to visit Indonesia sometime in the future. she graduated high school at the top 5 of her class, managed to land a government scholarship to fully fund her education in business at the University of Indonesia, the country's premier educational institution, and interned at a rapidly growing real estate developer in the Jakarta region during her time studying for her degree. The woman consequently got offered a good position once she graduated, and she naturally took it, climbing the ranks rapidly, and quickly becoming the CEO at the age of 26. She has maintained the position ever since.

It was during her tenure as CEO that she managed to land a green card at the lottery system she always put money on once her first paycheck came in.

With her family's financial position secure (her older brother works in finance, and her younger sister works as a frequently commissioned artist). Candra decided that the time had come to find her missing family in the United States, guising it as a 1-year work trip, she hired a P.I beforehand to track down her family's whereabouts, and that eventually led her here to Sanctuary, officially as a real estate developer having an interest in building new housing in the rapidly growing town, but her real intentions being to track down her family that was separated after a very traumatic event.

Misc:
- Misses Indonesian food badly, the food in America just 'doesn't taste the same' per her words
- Knows Indonesian history in and out if you ask her, partly due to her family heritage and partly due to her studiousness
- Her company mainly builds highrises in the bustling Indonesian cities of Jakarta, Bandung, Surabaya and Palembang, although their portfolio includes some single-family houses in the suburbs
- Rides a Mercedes Benz in Indonesia, specifically an AMG-GTS. She's bought an Alfa-Romeo Giulia as her go-to car when she's in the US.

[The Muse]

@Kumbaris Love her! Go ahead and put her in the character tab :)