Woah this was filled quickly, I turn my attention away from the internet for a day and we got 11 characters! Makes me wonder: still got room for another? And if so, what kind of character is needed? ^^
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Well my character will definitely be a fan of the awesome band "Naughty Bits". No doubt.
Definitely need a rock band, any good RP needs a one! Plus someone could play the meta-human band member, you know, just for the fun of the others meeting a celebrity? ^^
I agree with Run, though I kind of like it if we implement some form of social difference/unfairness where there are those that are very rich and lives in the center of the city, but that there also exists a darker aide behind all this glimmer and money:the poor that reside in some form of poorer district (or slum).
Though the idea that the accident set off a series of events that created a bigger social divide is awesome.
Though the idea that the accident set off a series of events that created a bigger social divide is awesome.
The cost for power is a very intruiging idea. I got a few ideas (both for a hero character and a villainous one). Hopefully my interest in this idea is very clear, though I will wait for more I formation.
As for ideas for the coty: how far in the future is this set?
As for ideas for the coty: how far in the future is this set?
Sorry about the delay, just moved and I haven't had internet in the last 5 days... It's been a living hell.
The spicy flavor filled her mouth as Scarlet emptied another spoonful of the bowl’s content. The taste was heavenly to Scarlet who hadn’t had anything hot nor newly prepared for days: her usual diet consisted of old bread and whatever else she could get her hands on from other people’s trash. For someone like her who had lived on the streets for most of her free life to be able to have a hot meal was almost worth crying over.
Oh come on, the now all too familiar voice in her head commented, it’s only a meal – don’t be such a child
“Shut it” Scarlet mumbled in between a bite of the white bread she had bought with the meal and another spoon of the dish, “for someone who has never even eaten you got nothing to say”
Oh but I have eaten, though that was so long ago that your feeble mind probably cannot comprehend it.
Scarlet replied with rolling her eyes, how could she reply to that? She could feel that Regere wasn’t joking which left her only with one thing to think about. How old are you actually? She wondered with a childish craving to know: she really didn’t know anything of this… parasite within her, however only silence answered her.
Scarlet groaned under her own breath, she hated not getting replies to her questions – it reminded her of her time in the ‘facility’. However, instead of brooding over it she emptied another spoonful in her mind and shifted her attention to the room: it was filled with various different types, some appeared to be merchant, other warriors, however what drew her attention was a new arrival a fair skinned guy with an eye-catching grey hair color that you definitely wouldn't see each day.
As he strode across the floor Scarlet’s eyes followed him: there was something about his strange hair color that drew her attention to him like a moth to a flame. Scarlet had seen a few odd things in her relatively short lifetime, but never one with such an interesting hair color – yet she was in for a treat: as he approached one of the tables it was surrounded by two other people, both who had a… ‘different’ appearance to them than the other guests at this inn.
As she took another bite of her lump of bread her eyes kept with this strange group, her mind was ablaze with questions: Who were they? Clearly they weren't regular merchants, but they didn't seem like warriors or peasants either. As her questions piled up she kept her attention on them, only shifting it for the occasional bite of her food.
Oh come on, the now all too familiar voice in her head commented, it’s only a meal – don’t be such a child
“Shut it” Scarlet mumbled in between a bite of the white bread she had bought with the meal and another spoon of the dish, “for someone who has never even eaten you got nothing to say”
Oh but I have eaten, though that was so long ago that your feeble mind probably cannot comprehend it.
Scarlet replied with rolling her eyes, how could she reply to that? She could feel that Regere wasn’t joking which left her only with one thing to think about. How old are you actually? She wondered with a childish craving to know: she really didn’t know anything of this… parasite within her, however only silence answered her.
Scarlet groaned under her own breath, she hated not getting replies to her questions – it reminded her of her time in the ‘facility’. However, instead of brooding over it she emptied another spoonful in her mind and shifted her attention to the room: it was filled with various different types, some appeared to be merchant, other warriors, however what drew her attention was a new arrival a fair skinned guy with an eye-catching grey hair color that you definitely wouldn't see each day.
As he strode across the floor Scarlet’s eyes followed him: there was something about his strange hair color that drew her attention to him like a moth to a flame. Scarlet had seen a few odd things in her relatively short lifetime, but never one with such an interesting hair color – yet she was in for a treat: as he approached one of the tables it was surrounded by two other people, both who had a… ‘different’ appearance to them than the other guests at this inn.
As she took another bite of her lump of bread her eyes kept with this strange group, her mind was ablaze with questions: Who were they? Clearly they weren't regular merchants, but they didn't seem like warriors or peasants either. As her questions piled up she kept her attention on them, only shifting it for the occasional bite of her food.
That kind of makes you sound like a superhero - or villain.
Well it would appear that I actually survived the exam period, so if you guys are still alive as well I will gladly spent some time to cook up a teeny post.
I will try and get some writing done after I have finished my exam-writing for today.
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