“I shall not be afraid of the terror in the night, nor the evil that walketh in darkness, because I have made the Lord my refuge.” - Psalm 91:5
The Church of Albuquerque, bestowed by God Almighty, has authorized you, among others that will join you in your most holy duty, entrance to the Valles Caldera National Preserve. An abandoned house, possessed by the spawns and hosts of otherworldly demons, requires your skills and unique method of disposing of those unholy beings. Within the deepest bowels of the house is Célia Castilla, the last remaining member of the Castilla family. Poor Célia, bless her soul, has been overtaken by dark powers that be. In the past few weeks, the police reported multiple car crashes and murders. The Church authority has established a direct connection between the Castilian house with those unfortunate events. For the safety of the preserve, the Lord Almighty, and people, we need your services. As per usual, the Church will bring everything that you will need. A Chevrolet Chevelle SS will be parked outside your motel building. Exorcist equipment, including your unique “tools,” will be within the Chevelle. The keys to the cars will be mailed to you at midnight, 12:00 PM. Godspeed.
Yours Sincerely, Bishop Marcial Gerena
October 31, 1970,
The night is restless. A rainstorm has introduced itself, followed closely by its cousin - thunder. It might be a mere coincidence that the sky cries with thunderous applause. Likewise, it might be powerful beings beyond the understanding of anyone. Who knows. Either way, no one, or thing, will stop you. The Church has given you your task, and you will do your duty faithfully as an exorcist. The motel housing, a room with a single bed, a drawer desk, and other furniture found common, is no better than the outside. It smells of drugs, alcohol, and adultery. There are clear stains of brownish color on both wall and ceiling, and the bed is quite unsanitary as well. If there was any other option, the Church would have taken it, but this motel is closest to the Castilian household. The atmosphere is not helped either by the sheer fact that today is also Halloween. Given your line of work, your suspicions might as well be right. An unease flows throughout with no end in sight until you properly give the poor girl some rest.
The night continues to torture you, but a saving grace enters your room. Three knocks are heard before a plain envelope is slipped under the door. The envelope is wet, but the Church had the foresight to make it waterproof. One of your fellow priests grabs and opens open the envelope. It is indeed the key that the Church has promised to give you. Not only that, but the messenger has perfectly timed the delivery at twelve o'clock. Without question, all of you raise from your dormant state. One by one, each person exits. An unavoidable mirror, installed on the right side of the wall, casts a reflection on the exiting persons. For one reason or another, all of you turn your head towards your own image and asks - who am I?
Ordinis Sancti Exorcistarum Christi
Ordinatus Capitulum Exorcistae de New Mexico
NAME: FULL NAME ______________ AGE: AGE HERE ______________ DATE OF BIRTH: MONTH - DAY - YEAR ______________ FAITH: CATHOLIC or PROTESTANT or EASTERN ORTHODOXY ______________ NATIONALITY: NATION OF BIRTH ______________
PERSONALITY ______________
Description of character's personalities, motivations, etc.
EQUIPMENT ______________ Format what you will to describe your equipment - mainly your weapons.
CAPACITY ______________
Description of character's physical and mental capacity. How speedy are they? How tough are they? How strong are ya? As a reference, you should be veterans and very chad Exorcists.
Ordinis Sancti Exorcistarum Christi
Ordinatus Capitulum Exorcistae de New Mexico
NAME: Kotomine Kirei ______________ AGE: 69 ______________ DATE OF BIRTH: August 6, 1969 ______________ FAITH: PROTESTANT ______________ NATIONALITY: Japan ______________
PERSONALITY ______________
Authentic mapo tofu is powerfully spicy with both conventional "heat" spiciness and the characteristic málà (numbing spiciness) flavor of Sichuan cuisine. The feel of the particular dish is often described by cooks using seven specific Chinese adjectives: má 麻 (numbing), là 辣 (spicy hot), tàng 烫 (hot temperature), xiān 鲜 (fresh), nèn 嫩 (tender and soft), xiāng 香 (aromatic), and sū 酥 (flaky). The authentic form of the dish is increasingly easy to find outside China today, but usually only in Sichuanese restaurants that do not adapt the dish for non-Sichuanese tastes.
The most important and necessary ingredients in the dish that give it the distinctive flavour are chili broad bean paste (salty bean paste) from Sichuan's Pixian county (郫县豆瓣酱), fermented black beans, chili oil, chili flakes of the heaven-facing pepper (朝天辣椒), Sichuan peppercorns, garlic, green onions, and rice wine. Supplementary ingredients include water or stock, sugar (depending on the saltiness of the bean paste brand used), and starch (if it is desired to thicken the sauce).
Mapo tofu can also be found in restaurants in other Chinese provinces as well as in Japan and Korea where the flavor is adapted to local tastes. In the west, the dish is often greatly changed, with its spiciness severely toned down to widen its appeal. This happens particularly in Chinese restaurants not specialising in Sichuan cuisine. In American Chinese cuisine, the dish is sometimes made without meat to appeal to vegetarians, using shiitake or other edible mushrooms as substitutes for meat.
EQUIPMENT ______________
- Spicy Mapo Tofu: Mapo Tofu (Chinese: 麻婆豆腐; pinyin: mápó dòufu) is a popular Chinese dish from Sichuan province. It consists of tofu set in a spicy sauce, typically a thin, oily, and bright red suspension, based on douban (fermented broad bean and chili paste) and douchi (fermented black beans), along with minced meat, traditionally beef. Variations exist with other ingredients such as water chestnuts, onions, other vegetables, or wood ear fungus. One account indicates that the dish existed as early as 1254, in a suburb of Chengdu, the capital city of Sichuan province.
- Wooden Spoon: A spoon is a utensil consisting of a small shallow bowl (also known as a head), oval or round, at the end of a handle. A type of cutlery (sometimes called flatware in the United States), especially as part of a place setting, it is used primarily for transferring food to the mouth. Spoons are also used in food preparation to measure, mix, stir and toss ingredients and for serving food. Present-day spoons are made from metal (notably flat silver or silverware, plated or solid), wood, porcelain, or plastic. There are a wide variety of spoons that are made of a variety of materials and by different cultures for many different uses and foods.
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OOC Notes: Welcome to DIVINE INTERVENTION. Please read the OOC before asking any questions. If you do still have questions then I will be happy to answer them. There are no such things as stupid questions to me. I have plans for the roleplay to be very short in nature. Depending on post-rates, we might be done in a few weeks. There is an ending to this story - yes. This is a sweet and short roleplay. Also, here is the link to the discord.
A slither of light pierces through a gap into the straw and wooden hut. The sunlight casts itself upon Nnamani’s eyes, forcing the man to wake up from his sleep. Nnamani rubs his eyes and gets up from his straw bed. The groggy feel from the night’s sleep stops the man from doing anything for a few short moments. Nnamani’s body slowly starts to kick into gear as his bodily functions get ready for another day of work. Most of the others are also awake, but Nnamani appears to be the last one of the home. Once the grogginess faints away, Nnamani stands up and walks outside.
The sounds of nature first fill the ears of Nnamani before it is overtaken by the louder clatter of the people’s toil. Nnamani seeks work and goes to his wife for answers. Nnamani’s wife, Chane, who is currently skinning a deer, tells that the crops need working and that Nnamani should go with the group gathering at the fields to do so. Nnamani nods, giving his wife a quick hug before he heads off to the nearby fields. Arriving by foot, Nnamani finds a gathering of men and women discussing. Nnamani finds himself a place and listens in. The current discussion revolves around the assignment of areas for work. Before long, everyone gets their assigned areas and starts the process of cutting. Nnamani, like everyone else, uses a sharp piece of flint on a stick to do the labor of removing the barley stem from the earth. The hours go on, and Nnamani finishes his field. The others are also done with their work. Everyone piles the barley into one large stack before everyone then carries back the crops home. This, of course, takes another few hours to do.
For the last duties of the day, the group decides to gather some berries from the wild. Nnamani quickly finds himself among many bushes and tall grass. Nnamani, like any good person, knows what is good to pick, and what else is not good for eating. The local blueberries are normally safe, while the pinkish-colored ones often give extreme headaches before death. Once everything is said and done, the group goes back to their homes. Dinner is eaten, a few more hours of work is done and life goes on as per normal.
Full Name - Chuma Onyejekwe Age - 26 Gender - Male Occupation - Farmer
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P E R S O N A L I T Y
Isolated Chuma is a very quiet man. He does not talk often because of the fear of verbal abuse that he might get from passing villagers. Chuma keeps to himself and prefers to be left alone. After all, no one really talks to him in the first place. There is no reason for him to go out of his way to strike up a conversation with anyone. He is at the farthest part of the village and no one goes to him but to just deliver his food rations. Chuma is just a very lonely man.
Ironwill Chuma is quite mentally fortified. The years of verbal abuse and work have hardened and desensitized the man. Say anything to him, and it will not bug or tick him off. He is a stone-faced man, and trying to anger or trigger response will not work. As a side effect of this, Chuma is calm in the face of insults and threats. Do your worst against him.
Diligent For Chuma, it is either work or starvation. Under the deal between him and the villagers, the man has to work, or he will not gain any food in return. This has fostered a mindset of diligent work. He will do what is needed of him without question. If there are obstacles between him and his job, then he will find a way to get around said obstacles. He will not stop until his work is done, and he cares for his work. Nothing will stop him except for death.
S K I L L S E T
Handler of Tools Chuma is very aware of how to properly use and wield various tools (mainly farming and crafting tools) with high levels of proficiency. He knows what ends are dangerous and how to make sure that he does not harm himself in the process of using blades and heavy tools. While this may sound easy, plenty of people have cut and harmed themselves because they were none the wiser. You’ll be surprised how many people don’t know how to use a saw blade or a hoe properly.
Fine Motor-Skills Chuma has very refined motor movement. He knows how to efficiently use his body and energy. He knows how to cut sugarcane by short-flicks of his wrists with his blade to cut off the stem, and not by using long arcs that both waste time and energy, but also stress his wrists and arms. He knows how to use his body weight and movement to push and bend a wooden handle to crush sugarcane. Years of working have allowed the man to understand his own body, and how it can be worked.
Blacksmithing Chuma knows how to handle the forge and hammer. The village was not gonna give him new tools, and so the man was forced to forge his tools, having to understand the fine details of metalworking. Simple as that.
Physical Description
Chuma Onyejekwe is extremely fit and healthy. Years of hard manual labor have greatly built up the muscle and structure of the man’s body. He has many calluses and scars on his hands, feet, and elsewhere from grueling work. The man is also bald and often wears no clothing but his pants. The man is built like a stone, and he acts like a stone. The way he moves is very rigid and methodical. Nothing is smooth or elegant about this person's appearance. He seems very brutish and uncaring from the outside.
Character Conceptualization
Chuma has nothing. He does not own a house, tools, land, or anything. Even his clothes are not his, owned to someone else wholly. Chuma hails from outside of the Heiseina village, belonging to a single family that just lays outside of Heiseina proper. Chuma and his family never bothered the people of Heiseina, and the folks of Heiseina did the same. The relationship between Chuma’s family and the Heiseina village was not a friendly one. From time to time, arguments over land and other items broke out. Most of these arguments never amounted to anything besides harsh words being thrown. To Chuma, it seems odd that the Heiseina village was so hostile to outsiders, but he never really cared. He was outside of their territory, even if it was a bit too close for comfort.
Life continued and Chuma gave little thought to this strange arrangement. Sadly for the man, a tragedy struck Chuma's whole family. A disease of unknown origins claimed brother, mother, sister, and father. For one reason or another, Chuma found himself unaffected by the disease. For a time, Chuma lived alone and farmed the land himself. That was until a swarm of bugs caused many crop failures, forcing Chuma to ask for food from the village. At first, the folks of Heiseina did not want anything to do with the stranger. He was an outsider, a threat. Fearing for his life, mainly the fear of starvation, Chuma offered a deal. He was to take on debt, and he would be forced to pay off that debt by hard labor. Takamori Kenji accepted the offer. From there on, life became much harder for poor Chuma.
Of course, Chuma also had to accept the customs, history, and beliefs of the village. If not then he would have died already since that was also apart of the deal. Chuma was sent out to the farthest part of the village, away from anyone, and was left alone in his own part of the village. He then handed various farming tools, food, and sugarcane seeds, told to farm and process sugar for the village. Chuma was also told that he did not own a single item that the village gave him as it was the property of the village. Not only that, he was expected to meet quotas or be forced not to eat. For the next 10 years, Chuma had his work sorted out. Wake up in the morning, stretch, go to the field, and work the land. If harvesting or the planting season was done then the processing of cane into sugar was the task of the day. If his tools were broken then he also had to fix them himself, forcing Chuma to take up blacksmithing in order to repair or make new tools, as the village did not like a stranger to be using their fine toolsets besides the first set that they gave him. If that was also done then the village always had something for the poor man to do. Chuma was never talked to by anyone, and in the rare case that someone did talk to him, it was always commands for him to do something.
This was not a pleasant experience for Chuma. The whole day was just grueling work and isolation. This has dehumanized the man and allowed Chuma to lose his social touch with others. He now has a hard time trying to socialize with others. 10 Years of near-isolation has greatly rusted any form of past social skills that Chuma once had. Chuma just feels powerless in his arrangement. There is nothing for him to do but to pay off his debt. At this point, he does not know when he will be done with it.
There is no joy in life now. It is just work, loneliness, and verbal abuse. This is existence for Chuma Onyejekwe.
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