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3 yrs ago
Current So, being mentally in a very bad place additional to not finding anyone with the same RP interests, even though I've put such a crazy amount of effort into world building is really disheartening. sigh
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3 yrs ago
Man, lately the hate I receive for what I want to RP really is obnoxious and actually putting me off from RPing all together pretty well. Sigh.
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3 yrs ago
I haven't looked into Village yet, but 7 was... ew. ;-; I want my RE4. :C
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3 yrs ago
Hey, if you give me an RE/Biohazard RP, I'll give you a Naruto rp :eyes:
3 yrs ago
When you crave certain RP plots so much but no one wants to do them with you so you're just... *sad writer noises*
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I think it was eventually my fault, sorry. I was assuming people had understood the plot, or rather where we're starting; I should have make it clear.
I'll do it now:

Our human characters, are assigned to an expedition to catch dinosaurs, return them to their own padlocks, and clear the ruins of the Jurassic Park-buildings from any potential harm. To achieve this, they were sent to Isla Nublar with a ferry, accompanied by a perhaps two to three more NPC Marines, which are free to play by anyone!
There had been a few soldiers and scientists on the island beforehand, meaning: Tanya @Lmpkio, Raymond @King Kindred, and another few NPCs. They were meant to secure the docks, so our team could arrive safely, and without being eaten by a T-Rex immediately after stepping off of the ferry.
There are no labs available for use just yet. Just perhaps a tent on the docks with only a few tools. Nothing major.
The trimline is out of order. It would have to be repaired to travel faster into the inner island. The group having already been there did not do it. If we don't do it, we'll have to walk through the thick forest. Therefore, the main goal is right now to arrive at the original Jurassic World theme park buildings.
There is a little bit of electricity there, but not much, since it's being generated by a generator with fuel and solar energy. If we manage to get the park's generators to work, we're fine.

I hope this cleared all confusion. And I once more apologise for my mistake.
@Genni This is exactly what I thought as well. We're definitely at the docks, guys, and whilst I'm fine to put one or two little cabins to the docks, we're not even remotely close to the labs, or any other shit. Also, there are no labs being already used. And catching the t-rex back into his padlock would be a little hard as well. Here a quick reminder:
WE are the first expedition, that goes further into the island. If your character was already on the island, it was nowhere near the labs. It was at the docks. And no dinosaurs have been caught just yet, that is OUR job! I recommend everyone to edit their posts accordingly.
@Genni / @King Kindred
This would actually be a wonderful idea for the first stormy night. Nothing better to do but to wait for the storm to end? Guess someone ought to bring some whiskey and poker cards.

@Lmpkio
I'll try to interact with all characters so far, it's just the start of the RP that's being a little chaotic. But once everything's settled, things should get a little more even.
I'm sorry if you felt like being left out.
@King Kindred, @Genni
In fact, upon spotting the little dinosaur on the ground, Owen's focus was completely turned towards the little raptor. He did hear Kelly's words at some point, but eventually didn't really respond anymore. His current interest lied completely in the little creature. Soon enough, the scientist named Raymond crouched down before the former Velociraptor trainer as well. And whilst the baby raptor had only been examining Owen's hand before, he soon enough witnessed it actually biting down on the other man's index finger; he himself babbling away about Owen being way better at handling and training a born killer like this than he himself. And, to be brutally honest, Owen did want to believe that as well. It was somewhat understandable, if only starting with the fact, that he let the thing bite him without any consequence. He briefly glanced up at Raymond once more, but kept his hand where it was. He would never admit it loudly, but he did bring the clicker with him, which he had used on Blue and the others of his own Velociraptor pack. Just in case...

"You let her bite you," he remarked, vaguely pointing at his index finger, "and didn't punish it." Finally, he raised back up to his feet again, focus still remaining on the scientist. "It's quite simple, the system of becoming an Alpha. Those creatures are led by their primal instincts. They're intelligent, yes, but not as intelligent as to distinguish between what is morally right, and what actually just hurts themselves physically. If it bites you, it did something wrong. The packmate is not supposed to bite an elderly, whether said one is the mother, or the Alpha. Fling a finger at it if it bites you. Show her who's the boss." He supposed that was the main rule of this whole training stuff. No matter how cute the animal was, no matter how much one loved them, they were still less intelligent as humans regarding moral and stuff like that. One was ought to show respect, yes; but at this early age? There was no one else the Alpha but the person they were imprinted on.

@Jambo1117
However, his train of thought was once again disturbed by the previous Marine talking to him again, and only intensifying Owen's prior assumption; the man was probably really against InGen. Or that was at least what Owen was getting out of his sarcastic answers, especially with his rather exaggerating answer towards the little raptor on the ground. Immediately, the former U.S. soldier stepped forward, positioning himself purposefully between the little animal, and the Marine, expression instantly turning serious; a little sour, even, as he stared ahead at the other.
"This one's not dangerous. Not yet, at least. And if he's doing good with the training, it won't just chop your head off, dumbass. At least not without permission." And for some reason, right now, Owen would have loved to give his raptors permission to do so. Shooting an Indominus-Rex, that was okay. That thing deserved to be dead, being technically indeed a way too intelligent abomination. But a Velociraptor? A being indeed way too smart, but still somewhat reasonably existent? One had to kill Owen Grady personally to get to kill one of them, really. But, thankfully, it didn't escalate all they way up to that. Instead, the soldier soon turned around, making his way up the docks, and eventually meeting up with a redhead, who had -- admittedly a little too loudly -- been barking commands around the whole time already. A sigh passed Owen's throat, and, rolling his eyes in annoyance, he finally waved a short goodbye towards Raymond --

@Lmpkio
-- and approached said Chief of Security instead.
"Hey, redhead," he finally called, stopping about right next to Thomas. "Can you yell a little louder? Guess the T-Rex, that's loose on this island, hasn't heard the dinner bell just yet." He was no one good for higher authorities; especially not if they were being as stupid as to shout and stomp around a god-damn dinosaur island.
@Jambo1117
Whilst Owen was indeed actually very little caring about the wheather itself -- even though he would definitely hate being soaked wet --, the following comment of one of the soldiers did kind of catch his attention. His gaze wavering from the woman in front of him over to said soldier, who was just helping the others to unload their stuff. He didn't seem to be the most enthusiastic type of guy regarding the expedition, especially when considering his words, and the blond indeed couldn't help but snicker a little. Perhaps he was right. Maybe this all was just a trap set up for anyone potentially harmful for InGen to get them out of the way. And whilst that theory seemed somewhat conspiratorial and paranoid, Owen simply couldn't deny the probably hidden truth behind it; else InGen would have certainly paid more soldiers than this poor bunch of retired Marines...
"A man with true trust in InGen's work, wow," he replied, and suddenly his mood seemed a little lightened. If he was correct with his assumptions -- although he didn't even know half of the names of these people, let alone any background information at all --, then this guy was at least as happy about InGen's plans as Owen was. Perhaps he wasn't the only one planning on not letting the company rebuild the park.
He didn't really pay any attention to the obvious scientist crossing their path, though. As already said, neither did Owen know any information about these guys, nor did he actually care.

@Genni
Kelly's question about the tramline, though, immediately returned the man's attention to her, as he momentarily followed her pointing and with his eyes. And upon seeing said tramline not far away from the docks, he shrugged his shoulders at her words once more. He was a skilled biker, and could probably mount a whole motorcycle within thirty minutes if he was provided the correct parts. But he was no real engineer, and therefore couldn't exactly tell if he would be capable of repairing a whole tramline. He could give it a try, though, he supposed, seeing as he did not exactly trust anyone else with it. Especially not the security guys. They seemed rather... hot-headed, anyways.
"I suppose I could take a look at it, but I'm not promising anything. You should set your mind to walking, really." He wasn't exactly keen on walking through the whole jungle himself, but there was hardly any other option. He knew about some scientists and security division's people already being on the island, though only in the area around the docks up towards the beginning tramline. To make sure that the expidition's people wouldn't immediately get chopped off the boat the second the ferry arrived. And he doubted that anyone of these guys knew how to repair a bloody electric train, else they would have already done it.

No matter what, though, the all of sudden nudge of Kelly herself did kind of disturb his train of thoughts. And whilst he absolutely despised being touched by anyone of these unfamiliar people, he bit back a snarky comment about it the second she heard her speaking. Gaze once more travelling towards the next direction of her saying, he spotted a blong woman, not too old, apparently struggling a little with her own equipment. For god's sake, why did InGen hire women on this mission again? Not to get him wrong, he definitely respected independent women in charge -- look at Claire, really --, but he was rather opposed to little blondies stumbling along in her high-heels, doing her best to catch up with rough, impolite military men. Even though she did appear somewhat familiar to him. But he simply couldn't get a grasp at her name...
"Is this a dating mission?" he simply asked, brows furrowing a little irritated, as he once more glanced down at Kelly herself. He had of course noticed her checking him out. And now this. Then, he arched a brow at her. He just couldn't deny himself a small smirk.

@King Kindred
The smirk died the second another scientist joined their conversation, thought, and the first response to meeting one of the guys that had already been here prior to their arrival was a tense with a very high-held chin posture; which faltered the moment he spotted the little raptor in the man's arms, though, which just then hopped off his grasp. His eyes widened in both, shock and pleasant surprise. The name of the man didn't seem important anymore, nor what he actually did on this godforsaken island. Instead Owen immediately crouched down in front of the little dinosaur, carefully reaching out a hand, as he place down his sniper rifle. Just then he realised just what species it was -- a Velociraptor. And he instantly swallowed down the up-coming guilty feeling, glancing back up said scientist.
"Where did you get her from...?"
Hey there!

First of all, I do know what Dragon Age is, and I once got myself Dragon Age Origins for free, but I'm admittedly not very far with it. However, fantasy settings with dwarves, elves, dragons, etc., definitely hook me! As well as LOTR and D&D. Therefore, whatever actual plot you have in mind, I'd be glad to give it a try! :)
@Genni

Upon hearing the voice of another woman right next to him, the former trainer's gaze averted the boat at all, and finally focused on the other. He instantly recognised her as being the daughter of the famous Chaos Theorist and former Jurassic Park opponent Ian Malcolm-- as he was already informed she would participate in the expidition as well --, but didn't comment on that. In fact, he didn't really care about anyone's fame on this godforsaken island. The dinosaurs wouldn't just stop munching on someone because they knew about their fame in any other lands, really.
However, at the actual words of her, he once more glanced up at the sky. Narrowing his eyes a little, a grimace forming on his face, before taking in another deep breath. He was no expert with wheathers, but he could tell that this storm was clearly on it's way towards Isla Nublar. And towards the few humans on the island as well. He didn't want to get soaked through, but that obviously couldn't be avoided...

Another sigh left the former U.S. soldier's throat, and she shrugged briefly, adjusting the belt of his backpack hung over the shoulder whose hand was not occupied with clutching at a sniper rifle.
"Seems like it," he answered shortly, gaze returning to the young beautiful in front of him. He didn't even once glance back at the ferry itself. No real use in doing so, as people were either glaring ahead, or actually loading their stuff onto the island itself. Both things he didn't exactly want to join in, no matter that he had already done the first.
"I'd say we search for cover in one of those stupid hotels of the park. And if we're lucky, we won't get eaten in the first night. I've heard Karma can be a real bitch, though..." Since when had he become so cynical...?
@Genni:
Pffft, mine looks more badass than yours.

-silently approves of strip poker for clearly scientific purposes-
@Lmpkio:
Haha, no worries. We'll talk about that once we're reaching that point. :D



Also, it's already 5am over here again, so I'll just go to bed now. I'll post IC once I wake up, and in case everyone has had their starting post already. Have a good night, sweethearts!
@Lmpkio:
Ah, very good! I like her so far. Go on and post her into the character's tab, then. :)
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