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Ascension: A Monster's Tale

As for the monsters you can start out as, I would only allow lesser creatures such as Imps, Goblins, and Kobolds for now. Any other suggestions?

Ascension: A Monster's Tale

@HowlsOfWinter@Duthguy Happy to see that this isn't a complete flop. Feel free to ask questions about the RP or your thoughts about it.

I'll be posting up the character sheet soonish.

Ascension: A Monster's Tale

Ascension: A Monster's Tale

Introduction
For as long as time could remember, the continent of Revea was united under the prosperous rule of the Alidan Emperors. It was over a century ago, when Alidan Typhon took the throne, a reign of tyranny, the likes that never have been seen before, had began. The young emperor abused and exploited his people, using the accursed Anathema to keep the population in line and crushed those who rose against him. So great was Typhon's hubris, that he even challenged the gods, believing himself to be their better.

His despicable ways were not meant to last, for heroes arose from all  over Revea. Wielding ancient relics and all-powerful abilities, they each lead whole armies against the hordes of atrocities that had served Typhon.

After a bloody struggle that lasted over many years, the heroes had finally broke through Typhon's defenses and forced him to a wall. Alas, despite their efforts, the heroes were robbed of their final triumph. The mad tyrant, loath to admit defeat, decided to destroy himself together with his empire instead, cursing the lands that stretched miles around it.
 
With Alidan Typhon defeated, the peace that many had given up their lives for, still did not return to Revea. With their common enemy no more, the heroes turned to each other, establishing their own countries out of what was left from the fallen empire. A series of ever escalating wars were waged with the ambition to one day become the one true ruler of the entire continent.
 
Preoccupied with this long lasting struggle for power and dominance, many had set forgotten of the oppression and cruelty brought about by the late Alidan Typhon. None were aware that his defeat not long ago, was merely a ploy to deceive the world. Typhon not only possessed overwhelming power and influence, but also extraordinary foresight and cunning that was second to none. He knew that continuing to face the eight heroes would lead to his eventual defeat. To hand them this temporary victory was a sacrifice that he deemed necessary.

In the ruins of his fallen empire, the essence of Alidan Typhon continued to linger. It was scarce and thinly spread out, but over the course time, had accumulated enough to have caused some sort of influence towards a select few among the Anathema. If you had not figured it out yet, you are one of them.
 
Frequently Asked Questsions

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Who are the Anethema?
Once upon a time, before there was even the Alidan Empire, there existed a mortal tribe which rebelled against and even attempted to kill a god. For this crime they were cursed and transformed into grotesque beasts, forever banished to live as outcasts in the secluded forests of Revea. During the reign of Emperor Typhon, Anathema returned to the heartland of Revea, and stories of their atrocities are still told to this day. With the tyrant gone, they were again shunned by the world.

Character Sheet

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[b][color=ed1c24]Name:[/color][/b] What do most refer to you as?
[b][color=ed1c24]Race:[/color][/b] Various races exist among the Anethema. Care to tell me what yours is?
[b][color=ed1c24]Appearance:[/color][/b] I'm curious of what you look like. (Use a good image and put it in a hider)

[b][color=ed1c24]Personality:[/color][/b] As brief or as descriptive as you prefer, I simply want to know more about you.
[b][color=ed1c24]History:[/color][/b] Before your world is turned upside down, please tell me your story.

[b][color=ed1c24]Abilities:[/color][/b] You have one and I would like to find out what that is.

Multiverse RP With A Pending Title

Power-wise, I don't mind if what I can do with her would be limited. I just like the theme and concept of her ability. Progression in strength is something I really enjoy RPing too.

Multiverse RP With A Pending Title

Actually, this is what I was aiming for, the Unimatrix. She's self-nicknamed Eunice, and is a prototype Omnitrix which can absorb and contain DNA of various different species.

Multiverse RP With A Pending Title

Actually, I just wanted the Omnitrix. Ben, not so much. But if they're a package deal, then I guess I've got no choice.

Multiverse RP With A Pending Title

Interested. Not sure if this is allowable, but instead of a character, I'd like to make use of the Omnitrix. Or at least some sort of variant of that. The user, if need be, is Ben Tennison. However, if allowed otherwise, I'd prefer to be some random schmuck.

Unforgiven

I think I'll go with PM.

Unforgiven

The prison transport shook violently. A storm was brewing outside. In spite of that, and the fact that he was carrying a box filled with some of the most dangerous men on the planet, the driver whistled cheerfully. The tune vaguely resembled “yankee doodle” though it became very obvious after hours of whistling that the man was completely tone deaf. If he knew it though, he didn’t seem to care. It was very possible that after years on the job, the old man was cracked.

“Shut up old man,” growled one of the prisoners. He probably had a name before, but at that very moment in time he was Prisoner 547. He was a behemoth of a man really; though it was hard to tell while he was sitting down he couldn’t have been shorter than 7 feet of muscle and grit.

It didn’t deter the old driver in the slightest though, who only cackled and said, “Yer gonna hafta change that attitude to go where yer goin’ sonny. Learn ta look on the bright side o’ things.”

The transport shuddered again, more violently than before. Either it had been struck by lightning or ran over a land mine. Either way it was miraculous that the rickety looking vehicle had survived such heavy impact.

Even bound by a heavy steel collar and handcuffs, Prisoner 547’s glare was intimidating enough that those sitting near him shifted away and took a sudden deep interest in the transport’s ceiling.

“Aw c’mon now don’t be like that. Ah always say, if ye gots a smile for breakfast, ye’ll be shittin’ joy by lunch. Ah! We’re here, lovelies!” the old driver turned around and the prisoners managed to get their first look at him. To say he was old and ugly didn’t quite do it justice. He couldn’t have been a day younger than ninety. Everything from his baggy wrinkled skin to his pale dead eye made them wonder how such a decrepit existence was still alive and kicking. The back of the transport opened up and they were blinded by a piercing white light.

“Remember lovelies, ye should laugh every moment ye live as ye’ll find it decidedly difficult afterwards.” He flipped a small switch at the front of the vehicle and a moment later Prisoner 547 collapsed forward, dead as nails.

“See what ah mean?” The driver gave them one last cheerful farewell and the gates closed behind them. The rest of them would quickly realize that Prisoner 547 was one of the lucky ones.

Premise

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There exists a prison at the edge of the world; an inescapable towering bastille of steel and darkness. The inmates are deadly assassins, mass murderers, scientific masterminds, insurgent leaders, and other dangerous individuals sentenced for committing the most heinous of crimes. They call it Safety.

For the prisoners, it certainly wasn’t because the place kept them safe. They were trapped in an enormous steel cage, safe from neither the wrath of the prison’s guards or each other. After much (bloody) debate, they eventually decided it was called Safety because it kept the rest of the world safe from them. That much was certainly true. The most senior of them had been there for fifty years and though he had witnessed countless escape attempts, though none succeeded.

It’s a dog eat dog world. Though in Safety it was more like wolf eat dog eat dog. Or bear eat wolf eat dog eat dog. You get the point.

Welcome to hell.

Safety

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Layout

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Cell Blocks – Prison cells take up most the space on the island. Safety is home to nearly a thousand inmates, each and every one of them a dangerous hardened criminal.

The Yard – One of the few luxuries the inmates still have. Here they can spend their credits on goods like cigarettes or books, or socialize with one another. Though, more often than not, “socializing” in Safety leads to blood and grudges.

Mess Hall – Even dogs have to eat. Because it’s less supervised, mealtimes are the best time to meet and exchange goods or information away from the attention of the prison guards.

The Arena – Though some special death games may take place outside the island, here is where the majority of the Death Games are played.

Solitary – A place you don’t want to be in. Trust me.

The Infirmary – More of a butcher house than a place of medicine, you may end up here to get some quick patching up after a death game or as an unfortunate test subject for the island’s mad doctor

The Barracks – You won’t ever get to see it, but this is where the prison guards are housed. They probably have better food. And b*tches.

Things To Know

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Death Games – Bloody spectator sports hosted once a day where the prisoners fight for their survival. This is the fastest and most efficient way of attaining credits, though it’s also the fastest way to a grizzly death.

Credits – A sort of currency system used by the prisoners. Credits are mostly attained from surviving Death Games, though they can also be traded amongst each other for goods or favors. Credits can also be obtained from rich benefactors who enjoy your performances in the games, so being flashy or charismatic helps. Including what’s needed for food, the cost of survival is around 50 credits per day.

The 10 Kings – The current top 10 ranked prisoners at Safety. Because each of them required so many points, most of them have retired from playing in the games. It’s rumored that even the guards don’t mess with them.

Character Sheet

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Name: Some inmates use their real name, but many adopt new aliases upon entering Safety.
Age: Should we bust out some diapers?
Sex: Gender Binary? Yes! Yes! Yes!

Theme: I'd walk a thousand miles if I could just see you ♪
Crime: You don’t get into a place like Safety by J-walking and littering.
Backstory: Ain’t no rest for the wicked.

Skills/Abilities: Go wild with this. Can range from being a master martial artist or genius inventor to being able to shoot lightning from your eyeballs or transform into a dinosaur.
Inventory: You start with nothing.
Credits: 200 pts.

Gobstoppers

@Bishop History is good. That's me saying no to the hood.

How is retarded deduction a talent if he just makes retarded deductions? You can do that without it being a talent. Are you not telling me something? I mean, if that's your way of making him know things he isn't supposed to, then no way I'm allowing that.