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MY COMPUTER IS NOW FIXED HALLELUJAH
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jesus tits, nothing kills your soul like not having a whole day to yourself in 3 months
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what's fun? having 4 people quit and leave you with 3 people to run a store...
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sometimes I want to sleep for 80 years
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Cold, Old, oh so very full of mold.
I am Bean. 26/genderqueer
I am old as shit, and have been RPing for well over a decade. Hit me up with some of that isekai shit.
I am Bean. 26/genderqueer
I am old as shit, and have been RPing for well over a decade. Hit me up with some of that isekai shit.
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update: I should have picked a better title, probably
update: I updated the idea.
ok, I sent you the rest of the idea uwu
NOTE: if you wanna world build with me please do. also, I'm looking for a partner for this.
The end of the world started out just like any other cold and flu season. People got sick, some died, media flipped out. It only changed after people began to get vaccinated. They created a supervirus that created flesh eating zombies,ironically because of their fear of death, and still the media, the one that mattered, was silent. The only people who knew were the police, swat, hospital workers, conspiracy theorists, and those online enough to know something bad was going down. Then it began to get out of control, and millions began to turn. Now, months later, there're rumours of safe havens all over, though they're just rumors with no actual basis. The US has almost totally been overrun, though sometimes there are small pockets of survivors. After wandering around, attempting to find a safe place that stays safe (person A) runs into (person B) and they join forces- two is better than one, right?
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Info on the zombies: They're slow, but not totally dumb. They scream like those blonde fan-service "props" in slasher movies at humans, and swarm them. They're attracted by sound, but they can smell the difference between non-infected and infected. they don't go for dead humans, they prefer living ones, but they have been known to eat someone that's recently died. They prefer to eat humans, and scream at them, but they have also been rumored to eat animals in desperation, or so the internet users say. Best way to take them out is an arrow or silent weapon to their head, because loud noises draw them closer.
Some have been found to run, sprint even, in a desperate attempt to feed, but that kind is extremely rare.
the infection is transferred through blood- the zombies gums bleed constantly, and when they bite, the blood enters the wound. some spray blood in a fine mist, but it is currently unknown if that can cause infection.
After infection, the human suffers for about 24 hours before dying, and turning. They become incapacitated at hour 6, and unable to hide their symptoms. it's been rumored that some people can carry the disease, and that some can remain functioning as humans for a week before finally turning.
The first symptoms are intense scabbing of the wound, loss of coordination, inability to focus eyes, a slight slur in speech, a sickly/different colour to the skin, and a distinctive smell. This can all be hidden/passed off as drunk.
Then, they start to be violently ill, shaking, cold and clammy, the scabbing soon dissipates and the wound begin to pus up and weep, any other wounds on the body that weren't the point of infection bleed, and the first symptoms become worse. then organs shut down, the body cools, and then they die. they reanimate after an hour.
The end of the world started out just like any other cold and flu season. People got sick, some died, media flipped out. It only changed after people began to get vaccinated. They created a supervirus that created flesh eating zombies,ironically because of their fear of death, and still the media, the one that mattered, was silent. The only people who knew were the police, swat, hospital workers, conspiracy theorists, and those online enough to know something bad was going down. Then it began to get out of control, and millions began to turn. Now, months later, there're rumours of safe havens all over, though they're just rumors with no actual basis. The US has almost totally been overrun, though sometimes there are small pockets of survivors. After wandering around, attempting to find a safe place that stays safe (person A) runs into (person B) and they join forces- two is better than one, right?
~
Info on the zombies: They're slow, but not totally dumb. They scream like those blonde fan-service "props" in slasher movies at humans, and swarm them. They're attracted by sound, but they can smell the difference between non-infected and infected. they don't go for dead humans, they prefer living ones, but they have been known to eat someone that's recently died. They prefer to eat humans, and scream at them, but they have also been rumored to eat animals in desperation, or so the internet users say. Best way to take them out is an arrow or silent weapon to their head, because loud noises draw them closer.
Some have been found to run, sprint even, in a desperate attempt to feed, but that kind is extremely rare.
the infection is transferred through blood- the zombies gums bleed constantly, and when they bite, the blood enters the wound. some spray blood in a fine mist, but it is currently unknown if that can cause infection.
After infection, the human suffers for about 24 hours before dying, and turning. They become incapacitated at hour 6, and unable to hide their symptoms. it's been rumored that some people can carry the disease, and that some can remain functioning as humans for a week before finally turning.
The first symptoms are intense scabbing of the wound, loss of coordination, inability to focus eyes, a slight slur in speech, a sickly/different colour to the skin, and a distinctive smell. This can all be hidden/passed off as drunk.
Then, they start to be violently ill, shaking, cold and clammy, the scabbing soon dissipates and the wound begin to pus up and weep, any other wounds on the body that weren't the point of infection bleed, and the first symptoms become worse. then organs shut down, the body cools, and then they die. they reanimate after an hour.
Alright, so I'm a casual-upper casual (I don't dare call myself high casual but sometimes I venture into that territory) rper, and I've been rping since I was 7. I don't feel qualified to write homosexual relationships, so I tend to try not to do so, but I can write male and female; I judge what I want to be based on the rp and if I don't have a preference, I will let my partner choose what they want and take what is left.
I am game for anything, I think. Ok I'm pretty sure I am, even the cliche stuff. I just need a rp right now, really bad.
I am game for anything, I think. Ok I'm pretty sure I am, even the cliche stuff. I just need a rp right now, really bad.
Alright, I'm back.
So my idea is that the prince and princess are from a world not much unlike our own. The land is ruled by four kingdoms, two of which have been in a blood feud from the start of history (will be decided by which kingdom you pick). Each kingdom worships their own god- the serpent of the seas, Ja'lan, the boar of the plains Ilim, the bird of the skies Su'dim, and the dragon of the mountains Ch'auth. The characters that we control are from the two feuding kingdoms, though when they met at the annual Council (their first), they had no idea. Their relationship grows to the point where they escape their world, by seeking the aid of the gods. Their efforts are a success but with a few minor drawbacks- they have no memory, and are lost in an alien world. They however can be identified by their family's royal birthmarks, in their eyes. But the time will come when they will need to go back- and that time comes closer with each memory recovered from objects that fell with them.
The Su'dims have stars in their eyes. Their colours are the blue of the sky and the gold of the sun.
The Ja'lan have a trident. colours are the teal of the sea and the purple of their patron serpent.
Ilim have the boar's hoofprint in their eyes. colours are the green of the earth and gold that they uncover.
The Ch'auth have a lightning bolt. colours are burgundy and the silvers of the fires of the volcanoes they live by.
I can go more in depth, but I feel like doing so now will overload you with information *u*
So my idea is that the prince and princess are from a world not much unlike our own. The land is ruled by four kingdoms, two of which have been in a blood feud from the start of history (will be decided by which kingdom you pick). Each kingdom worships their own god- the serpent of the seas, Ja'lan, the boar of the plains Ilim, the bird of the skies Su'dim, and the dragon of the mountains Ch'auth. The characters that we control are from the two feuding kingdoms, though when they met at the annual Council (their first), they had no idea. Their relationship grows to the point where they escape their world, by seeking the aid of the gods. Their efforts are a success but with a few minor drawbacks- they have no memory, and are lost in an alien world. They however can be identified by their family's royal birthmarks, in their eyes. But the time will come when they will need to go back- and that time comes closer with each memory recovered from objects that fell with them.
The Su'dims have stars in their eyes. Their colours are the blue of the sky and the gold of the sun.
The Ja'lan have a trident. colours are the teal of the sea and the purple of their patron serpent.
Ilim have the boar's hoofprint in their eyes. colours are the green of the earth and gold that they uncover.
The Ch'auth have a lightning bolt. colours are burgundy and the silvers of the fires of the volcanoes they live by.
I can go more in depth, but I feel like doing so now will overload you with information *u*
I have an idea for prince X princess. Remind me to get back to you after school!
note this isnt open I just dont know what name my partner put up this time
Ok, where we left off:
Clover and Liam were on the road, heading towards Salem, with about 6 hours left to walk. Liam was whining about not having a bike, and Clover was telling him to shut up. They're on their way south to get out of the cannibal infested area they were in- but they aren't totally out of it yet.
THE CHARACTERS:
mine:
Name: Clover
Age: 20
Looks: Standing five foot five, Clair is skinny and underweight. The places on her body where she can't touch bone can be counted on one hand. Her skin is pail and scarred, from the skirmishes, past encounters with cannibals, and her father's misguided frustration. The insides of her finders have flaps of skin, but are not connected, as when she was small her father clipped them to make her seem more normal. Upon her back are two large, strange, scarred and leathery appendages, resembling wings. They've hot holes and marked from stitches, and around their base on her back have swollen with scars, from attempts to remove them. Her toes are webbed, adapted for living in the rivers and other bodies of water around. Her hair is perpetually greenish, stained by plantlife and chlorine in the old pond where she hides at night from the cannibals. Her eyes are reddish brown, her radiation exposure and mutations causing them to look more red than brown, glowing when she approaches high concentrations of radiation. Her hair is cut short, into a messy pixie cut to keep it from getting tangled or grabbed, and at its longest has only reached her eyes. She has large scars in the crook of her neck, on her legs, around her hands and across her face. Her attire consists of tattered shorts that used to be loose fitting pants, a ruined tank top and some hand-made sandals when she's not barefoot.
Mutations: Clover's mutations, as previously stated, consist of webbed toes (fingers were webbed when she was younger), strange wing-like appendages on her back, and an ability to hold her breath for a long time, even while sleeping.
gender: Female
bio: Clover was born around LA. When she was born, her mutations caused her mother to die in childbirth, causing her father to fall into the bottle. He took to trying to un-mutate the girl, trying to cut off the strange appendages on her back and make her look normal. All that resulted from that was a young girl, scarred from her father's drunken clumsiness, hiding away with her "brother"- who was hardly even related to her- in a shed while he prepared for her passage to somewhere safer. She migrated up to the ruins of portland with a small group of other mutants, but upon arriving they were attacked. She escaped and is now hiding in the bodies of water, her favorite one eing the closest to a ruined building, which she calls home.
yours:
Name: Liam Hendricks
Age: 20
Looks: Tall and tan, Liam has unruly dark brown hair and stubble on his chin and neck. Without mutations, he would have a build close to an Olympic swimmer, but thanks to the scales and other oddities on his body, different muscles are larger than others, like his forearms and upper back. In normal light, his eyes appear to be just black or a dark brown. But in the dark, they shine an unnatural gold/red color. Always wears torn or old clothes, especially hoodies since they're easier to find in case they rip, which is likely.
Mutations: Large crocodile-like hands and feet. No tail yet, though Liam assumes it'll grow sooner or later if he can't find a cure. Patches of scales growing on his skin, mostly back, arms and legs. Luckily, to make up for his not so dashing good looks, he also is a lot stronger than the average human male, which comes in handy while fighting cannibals.
gender: Male
bio: When Liam was 13, he someone became infected in his family's private island of what use to be Papa New Guinea. Not wanting the rest of the family to get mutated either, his parents shipped him off to the Pacific Northwest of the former United States when he was 17, giving him books and food and even a radio to contact back home whenever he needed to. They told him to find a cure and they would help in any way possible....except be there for him physically.
Clover and Liam were on the road, heading towards Salem, with about 6 hours left to walk. Liam was whining about not having a bike, and Clover was telling him to shut up. They're on their way south to get out of the cannibal infested area they were in- but they aren't totally out of it yet.
THE CHARACTERS:
mine:
Name: Clover
Age: 20
Looks: Standing five foot five, Clair is skinny and underweight. The places on her body where she can't touch bone can be counted on one hand. Her skin is pail and scarred, from the skirmishes, past encounters with cannibals, and her father's misguided frustration. The insides of her finders have flaps of skin, but are not connected, as when she was small her father clipped them to make her seem more normal. Upon her back are two large, strange, scarred and leathery appendages, resembling wings. They've hot holes and marked from stitches, and around their base on her back have swollen with scars, from attempts to remove them. Her toes are webbed, adapted for living in the rivers and other bodies of water around. Her hair is perpetually greenish, stained by plantlife and chlorine in the old pond where she hides at night from the cannibals. Her eyes are reddish brown, her radiation exposure and mutations causing them to look more red than brown, glowing when she approaches high concentrations of radiation. Her hair is cut short, into a messy pixie cut to keep it from getting tangled or grabbed, and at its longest has only reached her eyes. She has large scars in the crook of her neck, on her legs, around her hands and across her face. Her attire consists of tattered shorts that used to be loose fitting pants, a ruined tank top and some hand-made sandals when she's not barefoot.
Mutations: Clover's mutations, as previously stated, consist of webbed toes (fingers were webbed when she was younger), strange wing-like appendages on her back, and an ability to hold her breath for a long time, even while sleeping.
gender: Female
bio: Clover was born around LA. When she was born, her mutations caused her mother to die in childbirth, causing her father to fall into the bottle. He took to trying to un-mutate the girl, trying to cut off the strange appendages on her back and make her look normal. All that resulted from that was a young girl, scarred from her father's drunken clumsiness, hiding away with her "brother"- who was hardly even related to her- in a shed while he prepared for her passage to somewhere safer. She migrated up to the ruins of portland with a small group of other mutants, but upon arriving they were attacked. She escaped and is now hiding in the bodies of water, her favorite one eing the closest to a ruined building, which she calls home.
yours:
Name: Liam Hendricks
Age: 20
Looks: Tall and tan, Liam has unruly dark brown hair and stubble on his chin and neck. Without mutations, he would have a build close to an Olympic swimmer, but thanks to the scales and other oddities on his body, different muscles are larger than others, like his forearms and upper back. In normal light, his eyes appear to be just black or a dark brown. But in the dark, they shine an unnatural gold/red color. Always wears torn or old clothes, especially hoodies since they're easier to find in case they rip, which is likely.
Mutations: Large crocodile-like hands and feet. No tail yet, though Liam assumes it'll grow sooner or later if he can't find a cure. Patches of scales growing on his skin, mostly back, arms and legs. Luckily, to make up for his not so dashing good looks, he also is a lot stronger than the average human male, which comes in handy while fighting cannibals.
gender: Male
bio: When Liam was 13, he someone became infected in his family's private island of what use to be Papa New Guinea. Not wanting the rest of the family to get mutated either, his parents shipped him off to the Pacific Northwest of the former United States when he was 17, giving him books and food and even a radio to contact back home whenever he needed to. They told him to find a cure and they would help in any way possible....except be there for him physically.
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