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Welcome to the Carnival - a historical fiction and suspense RP

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Louie's Lookin' For Friends

Hmm that sounds interrsting. Would you mind having it during WW1 instead of the civil war?

Welcome to the Carnival - a historical fiction and suspense RP

Come one, come all! Come to the amazing carnival!

The year is 1934. The Dust Bowl is ploughing it’s way through the prairies, the Great Depression has it’s hand at the throat of the citizens, and starvation and disease has got a firm grip on the best of men and women alike. Everyone is scrambling about, doing anything they possibly can to put dinner on the table and make end's meet. Everyone has their reasons for their actions…and you have your own reasons for leaving home to join the traveling carnival.

Whether you’re a married man with children, looking for a way out of providing for his family or a rebellious teenager who’s tired of trying to farm barren soil, you’ve all joined Marston’s traveling carnival. Some of you may be new comers, others might have been with the carnival for quite some time. Regardless, you’ve all come together in the oddest way possible.

As if the times have not brought you enough turmoil, some other evil is staining the curtains. A few weeks back, while set up in Springfield, Illinois, minute but notable mysterious incidents occurred. Like the game tent that had somehow went up in flames. Or the performing horse that ended up with a broken leg. Thinking it was the city folk, the carnival packed up and went on to the next city. They wouldn’t have to worry anymore, right?

Wrong.

After one of the circus performers end up evidently murdered while set up in Bloomington, the workers have come to an alarming conclusion. The killer is traveling with the carnival. With this being the heart of gossip and other drama and hardships, the workers of the carnival are going to have to put on a million dollar smile to the public by day…while secrets, lies, and unholy indulges hide behind the shadows at night.

CS

Name:
Age: (16-60)
Gender:
Position: (There are nearly endless possibilities for this. You can be anything that would be in a carnival. Such positions would include: circus performer -please state what kind of performer if you chose this- member of the freak shows, someone who runs the rides, someone who runs the game booths, someone selling food, or someone in the show booths such as wild west shows or clown shows. However, make sure your position is appropriate considering your character’s age and gender. If your character is a 16 year old girl, she’s more likely to run a booth than be a lion tamer. You know what I’m saying?)
Appearance: (please make this historically accurate)
Bio/back story: (please also take the time period into this)
Anything else you wish to add:

***Please note the position of the ringmaster/owner and his daughter is already filled. You are free to play as his wife or other family members if you wish

Louie's Lookin' For Friends

Did you have anything in mind for the historical genre?

The March to Novgorod -- Death to Fascists! -- WW2 Eastern Front RP

I am at a small loss for how to start my first post. Regardless, the earliest it will be up is 10:00 tonight, eastern time. But seeing as I'm working late today and tomorrow, I might not have it up until Sunday.

Crown in Embers (A Gang Rp)

Lancaster Render - Thomas's Apartment - Thomas/Baylen/Demaro/Danielle

Lancaster nodded calmly to Thomas as he and Baylen filed into the apartment, taking a seat as Thomas requested. Lancaster was still a bit uncertain about this heist. He knew Thomas was smart and wouldn't let them get into too deep of shit but, Lancaster had to admit, he had known Thomas since he was 17 and this decision shocked him. It was very unlike him to take such a huge risk. But, perhaps, with the warehouse unsecured and all the other shit that was hitting the fan, he figured they needed to do this. Regardless, Lancaster remained silent as he awaited what would be the plan.

When Danielle and Demaro arrived, it officially began. Lancaster had to admit, he was a bit shocked that Thomas was bringing Danielle in on this but hell if he was going to say anything. He had his wits about him and he didn't necessarily mind if the girl came along, as long as she pulled her weight and didn't make any stupid moves. The same went for the rest of them. While Lancaster didn't necessarily have a direct hands on involvement with the heist, his role was just as risky as the others. A high speed chase with the cops wasn't exactly a walk in the park. But Lancaster figured Thomas must have trusted that he would be able to shake the cops. He knew the streets of Crown City like the back of his hand, and had been into drag racing for a good part of his teen years. Sure, Lancaster Render could handle a few cops trailing his ass.

Everything seemed to be going fine. Lancaster knew what he would have to do, as did the others. Everyone silently nodded along with Thomas' seemingly well thought out plan...until Baylen spoke up. His face clenched and his tone noticeably enraged, he sprung to his feet.

"Yeah, I have a fucking question. Why the hell is pipsqueak coming along with us? We're not fucking babysitters, Thomas, and it's bad enough how risky this heist is to start with."

Lancaster sat back in his chair slowly as Baylen went at it, throwing around insults and profanities like confetti on the fourth of July. As Lancaster usually did in situations like this, he kept his mouth sealed but his eyes and ears alert. His eyes glanced from face to face. First to Baylen's, then to Thomas', and then to Danielle's. Demaro seemed detached from the whole thing. But the thing about Baylen was, the confidence came along with the chattiness. Baylen was never afraid to speak his mind, even if he would be out of line. However, Lancaster was drawn to this quality, sometimes wishing he could possess it himself. Yet, he knew he would always be a peace keeper.

As the argument escalated, Lancaster tried to inconspicuously stand from his chair and retrieve a beer from the fridge. Then, Thomas hit Baylen with the big question.

"Now; are you in this, or are you out?"

The March to Novgorod -- Death to Fascists! -- WW2 Eastern Front RP

Private Sergei Dmitry Volkov
18, October 1923, Assault

Full name:Sergei Dmitry Volkov
Age:18
Gender:Male
Personality:Sergei can be described as a timid and reluctant youth. He is mostly a pacifist and fighting this war was not his choice. He’s easy to intimidate and to control, often getting himself into a mess. He doesn’t talk much, unless called upon, and struggles to find spiritual meaning to his life and others.
Brief history: Sergei was born to Mikhail and Marika Volkov, in a small village in western Russia. He was the second born, out of four siblings. The Volkov family lived like many other families in their town - poorly off and financially struggling. Mikhail worked as a blacksmith while Marika was the stay at home mother type, sewing and hemming the clothing of the village people, to make a little extra money on the side. Once Sergei turned twelve, he was pulled out of school and was set to help his father and older brother run the blacksmith business. This instilled dedication and obedience in him, as well as a fear for his elders. At age sixteen, Sergei met and fell in love with girl named Dominika Pertrov. They were engaged a year and a half later.

Only days after his eighteenth birthday, Sergei received a conscription letter. He was the first of the Volkov family to be conscripted, as somehow his older brother had been over looked. Sergei was forced to leave his family, the blacksmith business, and Dominika behind and was sent off to a war he did not want to fight.
Role:Assault
Expertise:Following orders through as they are given and close quarters combat. He is a good enough shot with a gun, but it isn’t his strongest feature
Weapons:PPSH-41, Tokarev TT pistol, three RG-33 anti - personnel type grenades

The March to Novgorod -- Death to Fascists! -- WW2 Eastern Front interest check

Partisan said
Glory to Arstotzka indeed, comrade. Kudo's to czechmate46 for using the concept of the CS sheet right. Nobody else did. :(However Czech with a PPSH you would be an assault oriented role -- an assaulter is the correct terminology I guess.

Oops sorry, must have over looked that. Would you like me to change it?

The March to Novgorod -- Death to Fascists! -- WW2 Eastern Front interest check

Private Sergei Dmitry Volkov

Private Sergei Dmitry Volkov
18, October 1923, Assault

Full name:Sergei Dmitry Volkov
Age:18
Gender:Male
Personality:Sergei can be described as a timid and reluctant youth. He is mostly a pacifist and fighting this war was not his choice. He’s easy to intimidate and to control, often getting himself into a mess. He doesn’t talk much, unless called upon, and struggles to find spiritual meaning to his life and others.
Brief history: Sergei was born to Mikhail and Marika Volkov, in a small village in western Russia. He was the second born, out of four siblings. The Volkov family lived like many other families in their town - poorly off and financially struggling. Mikhail worked as a blacksmith while Marika was the stay at home mother type, sewing and hemming the clothing of the village people, to make a little extra money on the side. Once Sergei turned twelve, he was pulled out of school and was set to help his father and older brother run the blacksmith business. This instilled dedication and obedience in him, as well as a fear for his elders. At age sixteen, Sergei met and fell in love with girl named Dominika Pertrov. They were engaged a year and a half later.

Only days after his eighteenth birthday, Sergei received a conscription letter. He was the first of the Volkov family to be conscripted, as somehow his older brother had been over looked. Sergei was forced to leave his family, the blacksmith business, and Dominika behind and was sent off to a war he did not want to fight.
Role:Assault
Expertise:Following orders through as they are given and close quarters combat. He is a good enough shot with a gun, but it isn’t his strongest feature
Weapons:PPSH-41, Tokarev TT pistol, three RG-33 anti - personnel type grenades

The March to Novgorod -- Death to Fascists! -- WW2 Eastern Front interest check

Definitely interested. Will have a CS up in a bit.