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Great to see this is gathering interest!^_^ Will start working on an OOC and looking forward to everyone's CS! Feel free to post them here :)

*Edit*: I added an additional "Skills" tab to the CS
Hey there folks!^_^

Welcome to this interest check for my small-big medieval fantasy adventure!




General Overview

So I just recently got back into roleplaying, and I am loaded with content and creative writing ready to spill forth. The idea I've been having recently is that I'd love to get an RP in a fantasy setting underway again that is meaningfully deep in plot, overseeable in numbers and moves at a decent yet not hectic pace. Now, what do I mean by that?

I was thinking that 4 characters is a good number to play with (not-so-arbitrary personal preference^_^''). The general plot would be set out by me for you, but I love input and I'm always open for taking up ideas and integrating them into the RP =3 By decent pace I mean to be able to post at the very least once a week, possibly more.

Now, to the meat on the bone!











Accepted Characters
Ade Marconi (m) by aegyolk
Harvey Redwhold (m) by nostrebor68
Liam O'Neill (m) by Enigma
Sandra Kraft (f) by Midori
Ashti Cicone (f) by Ink-berry

I usually post something around one to two paragraphs sometimes more, never less^_^ and I usually rp somewhere in the mid- to high-casual section sometimes low advanced.
I'm currently back into roleplaying again, and I'd love to get one or two 1x1 RPs running, possibly even find someone to rp with long-term. =3

My interests are pretty broad from medieval fantasy over slice-of-life to science-fiction and many sub-genres like science-fantasy, urban fantasy and so forth. I also enjoy Steampunk, especially if it's mixed with some fantasy elements. I like anime/manga as well, so I'm always up for an anime-themed RP. Current cravings are somewhere around medieval fantasy or very, very sci-fi^^ I haven't done an anime themed RP in a while as well, so I'd love to get one of those on the way again too.

I generally play males and haven't played a female character in a while so I'd probably be a bit rusty^-^ I'd be up for a cool mxm bromance, but I generally prefer mxf pairings since they tend to be more interesting in small-ish 1x1 rps.

So anyways, nice to meet you and I hope we'll get along^_^/
Hi! Sent you a PM!^^
suggestions for your next post:

- Powerplay Paul and Jenny to Hyde Park / Speaker's Corner and
- Introduce Nina. :)
Letting his mind wander idly, it was the restless rustling of Jenny's feeble attempts to clean up the chaos the hideout presented that let Paul snap back to reality. Observing the girl and silently chuckling at her efforts, he absent mindedly played with his cap he held in his fingers. He had taken it off at some point after they had entered the hideout, and the dull piece of ragged cloth was still wet from the rain. Barely distinguishable from the rest of his muddled clothes, except for its slightly warmer, reddish color Paul treated it with care even when wringing the water out of it now. Still watching his sisters endeavor while de-soaking his headpiece, Paul kept the sly remark that was building up behind his tongue to himself. Better let her have her way once in a while, he thought to himself and, with a soft thud, put the cap back on his messy brown hair. After a while of busying about, Jenny calmed down and seized her efforts. Noting the distinct lack of the slight breeze that had bothered him before in slight bemusement, Paul was glad he had not mocked the girl, else she would now have had good reason to rebuke him. He did not like it when that little bundle won an argument, which she did more often than he was comfortable with. Thinking about the last time Jenny had debated him into a corner in discomfort, he nearly missed the fact that his little sister had walked over to him and was asking a question in the here and now. “…refill the food storage? Or do you wanna go to Johnny’s first?” The brief frown that followed her final question did not escape the boy’s attention, further strengthening his conviction to let her keep the little item she had so quickly grown fond of. “How ‘bout going over to Hyde? No need to go to Johnny’s right away.” Giving her a rare smile, hoping she'd get the hint, the thought crossed his mind that they would have to remember to bring more food next time they used this hideout. With a silent sigh, Paul added St. James’ Park to the list of places that needed restocking.
Name: Liam O’Donnell
Age: 22

Appearance:
Liam stands tall at 1.90m (6’3’’) and has an athletic, lean build that lets him seem almost skinny at times. His skin is rather pale, stemming from his Irish ancestry. Hair the color of crimson leafs falling in autumn, paired with piercing green eyes serves merely to reinforce that impression. A slender nose, high cheekbones and thin lips give this man an almost aristocratic appearance. Liam takes pride in his meek appearance, and his hair is well kept in a mid-length state that frames his slender face in a wavy crimson cascade, sometimes brought together at the back of his skull in a short ponytail. Slim glasses occasionally frame Liam’s leaf-colored eyes, giving his appearance an academic touch. Usually seen wearing a suit sometimes paired with a coat, leather gloves and expensive looking shoes, this man looks like he means business, and not necessarily the good kind.

Caste: Alpha

Occupation: Mid-level Government official on the rise in the inner Government circle. Head of two contingents of Reapers and numerous Beta. Has his fingers in politics and judicial affairs.

Personality:
Liam is a cunning individual. His piercing green eyes that seem to scan everything and everyone around him at all times take in an extraordinary amount of information, and his mind quickly deduced every aspect of reality and breaks it down to one simple question: How can it benefit me? With a sharp tongue, a quick mind and a distinct hunger for power and wealth, Liam is ready to do what’s necessary to achieve his goals. Selfish to a degree that frightens even his peers among the Alpha. Liam is a schemer, a brilliant mind that lays out plans and who views the world as a game of chess, with every figure being replaceable and every move counting. This man’s mind is clockwork, a turning of wheels and gears, a machine of logic and cunning. Everything has a purpose, and everything has an end. Ambitious, Liam’s work as a government official was not enough for him, and so he has his hands in several pots among politics and the law. His influence is constantly growing and he is amassing powerful friends in every place he can.

Yet Liam has a soft spot in his heart and a secret he needs to protect at all cost, else everything he worked for will be for naught.

Bio:
Liam began his life under a bad star indeed. Born in what used to be Paris, his parents were members of the Omega caste. The looming outlook of a harsh, poor life hung over the baby Liam like a Damocles sword. However, fate was kind to the young child. In the regular testing that The Boss did on every newborn, an exceptionally high IQ was measured in Liam, and so he was separated from his parents. The Reapers in charge of selecting new Alpha members transported the baby over to the residencies of the Alphas and gave him to two foster parents.

The city Liam grew up in was marvelous. Rising over the ruins of Paris, The upper class had decided to set a statement of their power in the form of The Citadel – a mighty, high tech complex brimming with life and wealth. Large, post post-modern Mansions are rowing next to government buildings and temples of decadence. High-end Restaurants, large theaters, Opera – anything that is only accessible by the Alphas can be found here, built a conical shape reaching towards the skies, with the large tower at its center. Guarded by height, the only way up to the lowest levels of the citadel is either by sky lift or airship – bot inaccessible to the less privileged. At the foot of the Citadel: The sad reality. In the former agglomeration of Paris the lower castes now vegetate their meager lives. Built around the citadel, in concentrical circles, the Betas live close to the center of glory and wealth, right at the feet of the Alpha yet unable to reach them, while the Omega live further away from the center, in the dirty outskirts.

Having a high intellect and as an alpha with a high leader potential, Liam quickly rose among the ranks of his peers. Excelling in his work and with a fierce sense of ambition, he was promoted several times early on. By the age of 19, he was already a High-level government official within the inner circle, which made him a thorn in the side for some. Liam didn’t care. Hungry for wealth, privilege and power, he continued on, focusing his life on equal parts on rising up at work and enjoying everything this decadent society offered him. Booze, women, power; Liam took it all on and swallowed it whole. His life might have continued like this and he would never have known better – had it not been for a certain incident.

At the turn of his 19th birthday, Liam was assigned a job in the outer circle – the home of the Omega. Since his work in the government included occasionally keeping the Omega “in check”, this task was, if not uncommon, at least bothersome to some degree, and so Liam was determined to get it done quickly. Travelling with his two Reapers, subordinates he had been working with for years, the trip of some hundred miles took mere minutes in the anti-gravity high-speed train, one of modern technologies numerous marvels. But it was not the technology that marveled Liam on that day. It was not his first visit of the outskirts. He had been out here several times, among the filth, the rubble, and the remains of an ancient city that was the living space of the Omega. Yet this time, something was different. As Liam walked up the paved street, his Reaper subordinates opened the rust covered metal garden gate and a drab wooden door greeted them, Liam pulled out the paper from the sealed yellow envelop that contained the specifics of his task. It was the name on the paper that made his brows furrow. O’ donnell, et al. the slip of paper read. At first, he did not think much of it and as usually, without knocking, his two Reapers stormed the place, quickly and cleanly rounded up the inhabitants and lined them up on their knees, their hands bound and their heads covered in black plastic. Normal procedure, as it was. It was when he walked past the small group of people that something caught Liam’s eye. Among the four residents lined up in front of him, one was particularly frail, merely more than a child. Not that this was the first time Liam had taken a child, no, but this child moved something in Liam he was not used to feel. As his eyes lingered on the thin figure, kneeling there, trembling and giving off small, feminine sobs, Liam stopped in his tracks and stared. The name O’Donnell flashed before his eyes again and a realization dawned in his mind. Reaching out, slowly, almost hesitantly, Liam ignored the inquiring “Sir?” and pulled off the black sack. Streams of red hair, countless freckles on pale skin and green eyes mirroring Liam’s own stared at him, frightened, teary. If the man had not had a heart until know, it was in this instant, this flickering moment in time that it started beating. Still ignoring the uncomfortable shifting of his subordinates he brought himself down eye to eye with the girl. “How old are you?” Liam’s voice, usually harsh and precise as a winter storm, had taken on an almost kind tone. “F-fourteen.” It was the voice that gave Liam the final push. “Where are… your parents?”. “They.. They passed away last month”. For just a brief second, Liam closed his eyes. Memories flashed his mind. Memories when he asked his colored foster parents who his real parents were. Memories that were silenced. The clockwork that was this man’s mind spun out of control for the first time. He knew the next steps of the procedure. He knew where these people would be taken. What he’d do to them. What they’d do to them. The screams. The questions. So Liam stood up and shot his subordinates.

There were records of an incident. On a routine round-up one of the residents resisted, overwhelmed one Liam O’Donnell, took his gun and killed two officers. The house in which the incident took place was burned down, a result of a stray bullet hitting an oil tank and the subjects to be retrieved were presumed dead in the fire. O’Donnell survived, returned to the Citadel as the only eye witness and was demoted for his failure.

At the same time, a young girl began working at a bar in the outskirts.

Part of the Insurgency?: No. But who knows how far he might be willing to go to secure a good life for his sister. He has no interest in the well-being of the Omega and Beta class as a whole, but he’d give his life for her safety.
One scumbag alpha on the way *g* CS will be up sometime today/tomorrow
Tim Burton! Coraline! Now I know I'd fit right into this RP *gg* In fact when I first read the description post the images of Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland began flooding into my mind =3 Anyone like Corpse Bride?
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