[OOC] A World Of A Million Horrors

[Akihisa Yoshii]

arowne97 said
o.o *squeaks and hides under the couch* nu toucheh me.

*I pull you out from under the couch* LET ME LOVE YOU O_O

[Skepic]

So are you gonna start the IC or what?

[nerminator]

Name:matthew wilson
Age (cannot be below 18 as this seems to be the age limit of potential targets): 21
Appearance:
Bio (everyone lived in the human world, and was transported here at some point) (not mandatory and can be TBR): Matthew is a Detective who was studying a strange disappearance. he was a alone person he has been this way for almost his entire life studying some dumb case that he never makes any progress on. until one day he finds out that most of the disappearing miners have found a underground city. wanting to check this out matthew quickly went to the underground temple and found a weird mirror. and then feels a strange urge to touch it. so OBVIOUSLY matthew touches it and nothing happens. the world all of a suddenly gotten alot darker and his friends disappeared. matthew looks around and sees that he is in a darker version of the underground city [it looks like the Further from insidious]
Skills (hunting, combat, ect.):he is good at finding things and scouting. he is also very smart and can generally see things that others can't
Weapons (if any):he has a revolver with 10 bullets
Power (by the rules of the universe, a person can have one starting power):he can see strange things that others can't
Equipment (armor, canteen of water, food, rape whistle, ect.):he has a map and a canteen of food and water. he also has a bullet proof vest
Vices (everone has a vice or fear, and there are many creatures here to be fearful of):he is afraid of his friends getting killed
I WILL NOT SURVIVE

[Akihisa Yoshii]

Skepic said
So are you gonna start the IC or what?

Oh right ._.

nerminator said
Matthew Wilson

ACCEPTED! *hugs you* O.O Welcome to my RP...

[Eklispe]

Aha the GM has returned :)

[ShadowVentus]

Soon enough, I'll have a CS for this RP!

[Akihisa Yoshii]

ShadowVentus said
Soon enough, I'll have a CS for this RP!

FINALLY!

XD

[ShadowVentus]

Akihisa Yoshii said
FINALLY!XD

Oh, that reminds me! I PMed you.

[ShadowVentus]

-snip-

[Skepic]

Totally playing the language barrier card. Hope one of your characters speaks German, French, or English! XD

[Eklispe]

hmm not much excuse for a ninja to speak any of those. Oh well hope someone else does

[arowne97]

Akihisa Yoshii said
*I pull you out from under the couch* LET ME LOVE YOU O_O

O.O *pulls a giant spoon out of nowhere* back off. or you shall die.

[Akihisa Yoshii]

arowne97 said
O.O *pulls a giant spoon out of nowhere* back off. or you shall die.

O.O HE'S GOT A SPOON! *screeches and flees*

[arowne97]

Akihisa Yoshii said
O.O HE'S GOT A SPOON! *screeches and flees*

GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE! *holds a giant spork in my other hand and chases him*

[Akihisa Yoshii]

arowne97 said
GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE! *holds a giant spork in my other hand and chases him*

NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE DO NOT WANT DO NOT WANT! *he spins around after a bit and pulls out a minigun* DIE SPOON WARRIOR! *he fires yet proves to have zero proficiency with the weapon, shooting pretty much everywhere but at the person he's trying to*

[Akihisa Yoshii]

...Merp...

[Skepic]

Yeah sorry man, the wait was a bit too long so I lost interest in the character. But hey! It was a good concept and better luck next time! :D I leave you with this to cheer you up:

[Rusalka]

Read quite a few of the posts, and I gotta say, this is actually a cool rp. I might make a character for this later so save me a spot. :)

[Akihisa Yoshii]

Rusalka said
Read quite a few of the posts, and I gotta say, this is actually a cool rp. I might make a character for this later so save me a spot. :)

OK

Skepic said
Yeah sorry man, the wait was a bit too long so I lost interest in the character. But hey! It was a good concept and better luck next time! :D I leave you with this to cheer you up:

Aww... Well see ya...

[Rusalka]

Name: Arjuna, Silent Warmaiden of Allistaire
Age: 31 when she died
Appearance:

The last known image of Arjuna before her untimely demise upon the battlefield.

Bio :

Waaaay too long....sorry <.<

Arjuna the Silent. Once, she was the most feared warrior upon the scorched and bloody battlefields of Allistaire, a woman of no words, of no voice, yet she commanded the utmost respect and reverence of her men through her stern, authoritative glares and the harsh gritting of her teeth beneath the hardened steel of her helm. Born to a tavern-wench and a former knight of the kingdom in what is now known as modern day Bavaria, Arjuna was afflicted with a damning curse while she was within her mother's womb. The bar-maiden had slighted a witch with foul utterances after the crone had given her nary a pence for her services. Embittered, the witch snarled to Arjuna's mother, "A curse unto your unborn, you hapless slag! May that which sleeps in your womb have their tongue removed as penance for the sharp tongue of their worthless mother." The curse came to fruition, and on the day Arjuna was born, the horrible discovery had been made. She did not cry, nary a whimper escaped her developing lungs. Throughout her life, Arjuna was stricken with the curse of muteness. Some would tease her for it, others would ignore her. Twas only her family that showed her some sort of compassion. By the time she had reached her twelfth year, Arjuna decided to follow in her father's footsteps. She too desired to become a knight, to serve her kingdom with chivalry and honor. At first, her father tried to deny Arjuna of such, claiming that without her voice, she would lack the authority it took to become a knight. Arjuna however, despite lacking a voice, it was her strong will and her fiery determination that exhibited her sense of authority. Her father took note of this and at age thirteen, her training had commenced. Her father taught her all that he knew, swordplay, archery, the bare essentials for how to think like a knight, and most importantly, how to fight as one. Twas three years later, after thriving under her father's tough but fair tutelage, that Arjuna admitted her services to the Kingdom of Allistaire. The knights of the guard, they mocked her at first. For one, she was a woman, and of course it took a man to know where a woman's place was,

"There's only two places a woman needs to be, wench, the kitchen and the bedroom!"

Second,there again was the challenge of muteness, such an arduous hindrance that the knights again had to throw it in her face, but it was not words that determined a warrior. No....it was their actions. Arjuna challenged the mouthy knight, and much to the astonishment of others, in a quick but bloody sword duel, she defeated him before his comrades. The commander of the knights saw this, the display of Arjuna's innate proficiency with a sword, and allowed her admittance. Through the passage of time that followed, Arjuna rose above the ranks, every battle she fought with courage blazing like a fire in her heart, elevating her to stand above her shield-brethren until she was commander now. By that time, Arjuna carried quite the impressive military record. She was honored and decorated by her kingdom, absolutely adored and often times feared by her knights. But all this glory....all this fame that followed her upon the ever undulating tides of war....soon it had to come to an end.....and so it did... On the cold and bitter morning upon the eve of Thurs'daggr, Arjuna had met her end upon the field of battle. A sword had found its way through her armor thick as dragon scales....and pierced the very heart that had overcome so many adversities. Her enemies, they tried to snatch her body away to defile it as insult to Allistaire, resulting in a grisly fray from her comrades to retrieve her soulless corpse. A burial upon the fields was held in her honor, her sword...still etched and bloodied from her last battle, left to mark the grounds where lied Arjuna....the Silent Warmaiden of Allistaire....

Skills: Basic intermediate swordplay, some archery and horseback riding
Weapons: Two handed sword in picture
Power: None
Equipment: Plate armor in picture, including her helm, a flask of honeydew mead
Vices: Once, Arjuna feared nothing of the mortal realm, but now....her fears are those of the passage of time in this Gods forsaken realm of the wicked and the undead, and the grim effects it shall soon have upon her physical being and....her wavering sanity.

I WILL NOT SURVIVE!