Well we start off with nothing. Just like regular squishy peeps. Then like we will begin to notice physical and pshychological changes then we will start to develop powers.
Like think Urban fantasy monsters and witches kinda deal. Drawbacks will be up to the RPers but i intend to make that part of the challenge. We have to kinda come to grips with what they did to us kinda trauma.
mmmmm not really in lieu nor originality. Its just the CS is gunna be reeeeeeeally bare bones cuz we amnesiacs. The sample is just anything you written or like anything you'd like to write just to show you can keep up with the demands. Usually peeps that do posts that are niiiiice are up to the challenge.
if you want, you could write your charrie background and then youd be ahead of the game when we start filling it in IC'ly lol
The premise seems interesting, but I'm full up on RPs atm, so I'm just posting here to express my opinion that this:
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May be a hard sell to most people, specifically the shaved head part. From my time lurking and snooping in RPGuild, the number of times I've seen a bald PC can be counted with my fingers alone, and that's both genders. Bald female PCs? I can count with one hand with fingers left to spare.
But hey, would be nice to be proven wrong, maybe this RP will be the first one to host an all-bald cast.
K cools tysm for feedback!
But soooo like yeah i feel ya but like i think shaved headed chicks are hot. Like i thot actresses Charlize, Lupita, Natalie Portman, Amber Rose, Karen gillan, Demi, and Millie BB looked amazing with their heads shaved.
But i feel ya. And i know this RP won't be very popular for the way its rather unorthodox like how to do CS and Lore so imma leave it. All goods but like if anyone wants to join and have their charrie have their full head of hair, fo sho we can do that lol
I'm interested but know nothing about Japanese culture on the daily sooooo like would it be okay to RP a foreigner that either is like a student doing her thesis abroad or is like there for a job op?
Sooooo like I just wanna do some writing so why not do a low planning, high plotting, low entry, bare bones, but demanding RP! Cuz let's gooooooo!!!
K right. So the idea is simple. We are experiments that have just woken up from cryo-pods.
The lids open and we wake coughing, minds cloudy and feeling like crap. No idea who we are or what this place is, but once we look at each other, we see that we are all in onsie type uniforms but barefoot and head shaved. Yeah, we get a sense somethings a weeeeee bit off. Once we make eye contact with each other, can't help but get that 'on the tip of your tongue' feeling. Like you feel like you know the people you are staring at, you kinda' remember getting into the-cryo pods down here but other than that its all just an arms length beyond your memory.
We start off amnesiac and running. We will slowly remember things and with that we will remember our powers and ultimate purpose. We were supposed to be some kinda' supersoldiers but our powers come from SUPERNATURAL!! sources. So like think urban fantasy powers, not superheroes.
CS will be barebones, but I will be asking you to fill in your charrie sheets as the RP goes, so yeah, like i said; demanding. Power level will ultimately be on a scale of 7/10 kinda like Batman but with SUPERNATURAL!! Powers. BUT!! We will start off running scared.
Rules:
- | This is ADV/LIT cuz of how demanding the RP is. But basically 300 word min is usually standard ADV/LIT. - | Since this is ADV/LIT and there is basically no CS to write up (you'll see) I'll be asking for writing samples. Just link them out or spoiler them k? - | Post freq is 1-2 times/week or like every 7-10 days there will be a 'GM prompt' post to get us moving. 3rd person, past tense. OoC here on RPG. - | There will be 'markers' when new abilities will be discovered and they will usually co-incide with a major memory break thru. - | Only accepting escapees as MCs, but NPCs may be bunny'd as we see fit. If you make a NPC you need to provide a small paragraph blurb with their desc. Even 3 sentences will do. - | If you ghost and do not say anything for 7 days, YOUR CHARRIE IS GUNNA GET BUNNY'D!! ...and they might be written out with extreme prejudice lol - | This is ADV/LIT so I am expecting creative people. Sooooo like there is only going to be barebones in terms of Lore. I will provide the skeleton for the RP but we will provide the filler as we go; low planning, high plotting. I will be updating a Lore page as we go.
So why do I post this here and not ADV/LIT? Cuz its not really that demanding post wise, so its more Casual but the expectations of 'journaling' your CS into existence is demanding and thus ADV.
As soon as we get 3 interests WITH linked posts/samples, I will do up the OoC.
Powder was getting her ass beat down. Bad. Real bad.
Yes, she was a big girl that could handle herself in most situations. But this sitch... she was up against two long-time lone wolves. Not nice ones either. The lupine female she should have been able to handle on her own, but combined with the big male... no. Powder was getting her ass beat down. Bad. Real bad.
But she was a big girl. With an even bigger fight in her.
Splashes of red trailed behind her as she rolled over in the mud. Hazel eyes lit up as she turned to face them. A snarl, a spit, a sneer. Teeth red, spit red; the warm, liquid was all her own. And it just pissed her off that much more.
With a muddied up hand, she wiped away at the corner of her mouth. The pair of wolves still held their mortal forms; confident in their abilities. Less powerful than their lupine forms no doubt, yet strong, fast and dangerous all the same. They paced in unison, moonlit eyes glinting, both with white toothy sneers lit bright under dusky skies, daring the teen to flee. But no, Powder held her ground. And with her other hand, she literally held the ground. Ancient words whispered into the wet soil; a quick incantation that was both cure and curse to her.
Gashes on her neck, thighs, face and back healed over. The nearby vegetation wilted and rotted away instantly, their life forces sapped and stolen for her benefit. But during the energy exchange, something slipped through that shining space between this world and the Beyond. The brunette's dark eyes popped open wide as soon as she realized what it was that came through.
A leeching spirit. A great one at that. Wicked as it was old.
Sensing the breach, both wolves expressions turned worrisome and instantly they turned tail and fled.
Big mistake. The leeching spirit preyed on fear. And like angry, wicked lightning, it was on them, spearing them like fish and draining them as their backs' arched, all predatory aggression lost.
Their bodies attempted futilely to shift into their more ferocious furred forms but the spirit had them in throes, lifting them off the ground. They would not escape via brute force tonight.
Luckily for Powder, relief was the greater emotion that swelled inside her, dampening the tremendous fear that roiled underneath. As she calmed, she could hear the Slider spirit call to her; it was staking claim to the pair of wolven souls. The teen held her breath, weighing out her options.
A heartbeat later, the Conduit made up her mind and disrobed. The young woman began to chant and dance in the mud, granting the great Slider spirit in the Lake to take what it would from the contract breaching wolves. She would allow it to feed upon them.
True, they would most likely survive the draining from the leeching spirit but the Slider spirit was very, very demanding. It would take more than its fill. Even if it meant taking lives of former allies. There would be repercussions that would rock the strained relations between the Witches and the Wolves. But there was no other way.
It had been well over a year since the Coven had spoken with the Pack.
It was time to see who truly stood shoulder to shoulder united against the oncoming Darkness in the Crypt.
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I'm interested in dropping an app for the Outlaw/Outcast.
Here is my sample
Oxi picked up her phone and tapped twice on the blank screen. For just how long had Halo been gone now?
The screen saver image was of her old friends as teens, all huddled together, laughing and smiling. A photo of a photo. It made the scene feel flat and inept despite the warmth and mirth of the young faces that shone from that image. Kind of like trying to recapture lost time with nothing but your hands. Kind of like how she felt right now.
It was 4:15pm. The redhead bit her lower lip and slowly her chin lifted and her blue-eyed gaze fell upon that orange-y bottle with the white lid. It sat there on the counter, away from the rest of her pill bottles, but unlike the scratched out info of those other bottles, this one had its label intact. A shuddering sigh she let out. Her bff said that she would be gone for only 20 minutes. That was over an hour ago.
It was not as if Oxi needed to take the pills right now. Normally she would feel the signs of her 'internal combustions' start to rumble. A little heated tingle at her temples, a little at her tummy, a little at the tips of her toes. It would not be long before a spot just above the top of her head and her eyes would begin to glow. Then she would feel it. The itch between her shoulderblades. Not so much an itch as it was...
Oxi's head snapped back as if she had been slapped. Her eyes and head shifted and darted in multiple directions at once. How the hell did she get over to the window? Why was it open? Was she going to jump?! A shrill squeak she let out as she went to swipe and tap at the controls on her phone to close it. But the pill bottle in left her hand clacked hard against the electronic slab's surface. Big display numbers cheerfully surrounded by her friends faces said it was 4:20pm. She had blacked out for several minutes. No memory of what just happened. This was not normal. This was no way to live.
Oxi was set to put down her phone and pop open the plastic orange-y thing when her phone began to vibrate and ring. It was Halo. "Girl!! Where the actual eff you been...?! I been all stressy and sweatin' like you--"
"Ox. Girl. It's... I don't THIIIIIINK... I'mma-- GRIPPERRRRRR!!She's here--" The line went dead. The redhead's pretty face was skewed with lines and shadows of distress. Her best friend's voice sounded more than just strained. It sounded as if that second voice, that sinister and chilling one, was more intertwined-- No, not more intertwined. More dominant. Oxi had no idea who Gripper was, but she knew for a fact that Halo was losing the battle for control with her inner Daemon. Halo needed her. Right here. Right now.
The tingles heated up not only from her temples, tummy and toes but from her entire being. Oxi took a quick breath and back stepped three times. Her tan chin lowered, lithe body wound up at the knees, slender hands balled into fists. Another breath she took, this time deeper and more profound.
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Light from beyond her own world erupted from her eyes and spun a perfect circle around the top of her head as she launched out the window.
No, she was not at the window to jump out of it and fall to her death. Oxi was at the window to do two things: One, was to toss away that plastic orange-y crutch. And two, was to toss away her doubts, fears and insecurities. Oskcana was at the window to take a leap of faith and fly.
The itch at her shoulder blades was truly not an itch. It was a craving; a craving that was fulfilled the moment her heavenly white wings sprouted from her back and exploded open for the first time in years.
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