Haha

Cancelled

Throwing up an experimental character sheet for the time being. If anyone is shy or wishes to PM me to discuss things, please do so~

Literally Nobody

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Nobody’s Name

^{”A quote from your character.”}

Age -

Anything reasonable.

Gender -

Self-explanatory.

Race -

Resources are available.

Titles & Aliases -

Should make sense with characterization.

Faction or Employer -

Either your Nation or Company.

Occupation

What your character specializes in or does for a living.

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• What brings you to Bilgewater?

• If you could be granted a wish, what would it be?

• What is your fondest memory?

• Do you have any skeletons in your closet?

Cancelled

^{But like, they aren’t Legends}
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Basically the idea is to use the established world and lore of Runeterra and by association League of Legends as a base to write a story within. The titular Nobodies of Runeterra will be non-canon characters of a player’s creation, and I’m hoping they will all hail from different regions and walks of life. Ultimately these characters will need some plot device to wring them together and work towards, which I have a few storylines that I have concocted in mind. I have a thicc google document with a few days worth of development invested into this, but before I fully commit to the idea I’m in General to gauge interest— and maybe hire a Co-GM.

• Bastards of Bilgewater
^{Pirates, Boats, Adventure, Splash in some Romance}
• Sverdlovsk’s Expedition to Ionia
^{Mystery, Survival, Adventure, Splash in some Horror}
• Runeterra’s Most Wanted
^{The edgy route.}

Name Change Request

You’re a saint.

Name Change Request

I’d like to change my forum name to Haha. Yes, I’m serious and no I’m not trying to waste moderator time!

Cardinal Rift

Melodia, Rhythmia Lapseus // Tina Young & Vati

@Yankee

A gaping maw of broken stone and splintered wood revealed the exit for the two. Melodia, who was the most annoyed by the situation they had found themselves in, led the charge out of their magical prison and through the increasing ruination of the tower. It was an absolute shill, the whole reason for coming to the place was pointless- and not only that but the only thing of value obtained was a black box that someone already knew about.

“Biggest waste of time, I swear, I’m never leaving home again.” She huffed and puffed as her small feet clacked over rubble without a care, quite sure footed for an old lady.

As the Lapsean noblewoman finally reached the earth below, an aggressive exhumation of air broke past her lips. Her crimson sights glanced through the wreckage carelessly until a familiar face was seen. Melodia’s expression changed to that of relief, a small smile forming and eyes developing droplets at their rims.

“Rhy- you’re okay!” Melodia’s vision looked through the others present alongside her, ignorant of their presence as her sisters safety absorbed all of her attention. Likewise, Rhythmia stared straight at her, and though the short-haired woman’s eyes were relieved to see Melodia safe, her expression was not nearly as light.

“Mel,” Rhythmia breathed as beside her their bodyguard exclaimed, “Lady Melodia!”

On Rhythmia’s other side was the Young house heir, kept close to the Lapsean’s side. Her presence was an immediate signifier of what transpired, even without the details.

Melodia quickly made her way to the small group of familiar faces and restricting her own attention to specifically Rhythmia, not acknowledging Vati in the slightest. The man didn’t even pretend to be affronted, merely glad she was alright.

“I’m glad you’re safe. Anything of note besides the uh- extra family members?” Her eyes then peeled from her sister reluctantly to the extras around her.

“A lot,” Rhythmia sighed, but rather than follow up her words she leaned forward and pulled Mel into a half-hug. She knew in her heart, as old and cold as it was, that Mel had survived the fiasco but it was still nice to have confirmation. After a few moments she let go and spoke again.

“We should… go home. Soon.”

Open-heartedly accepting the embrace, Melodia gripped her sister tightly and let out a few stressed huffs of oxygen. And as they pulled away she beamed happily at her sister, relieved that the whole endeavor had come to pass. Or at least, that’s what she had hoped.

“Agreed— this is why I never cross the border. And after this fiasco, I doubt I ever will again.” Melodia clicked her tongue and spun to look at Tina and Vati.

“Are you two ready then?”

“Hold on, shouldn’t we wait— there’s still a lot we could learn by investigating?” Tina frantically asked, still clearly shaken up by the events that just occurred.

“Lady Young, if m’lady is asking to leave the premises. It is likely because she doesn’t believe there’s anything to waste her time looking for.” Vati quickly interjected.

Melodia herself didn’t bother with responding to Tina, instead offering her an apathetic visage upon her face and shaking her head. She hummed to herself before beginning to slowly pace towards the exit of the tower and be done with it. As the vision of damage outside caught her face, she was briefly worried about what would remain— but their entourage of black cars was, miraculously, undamaged.

“See Rhy, this is why I invested so much money in this start-up engineering company. Ingenuity Vehicles, built to last forever.”Her tone was beginning to change a little, perhaps she was getting over this whole debacle.

“Ingenuity? That’s the name of the company?” Tina briefly asked as she followed the group down to the vehicles.

”Tina, get in the car.” Melodia rudely commanded the Young heir as they reached the car, opening the doors of the car before sliding inside.

Luckily, the two Lapsean nobles were small-framed girls who took up little to no space. Also luckily, some of their drivers had survived the cataclysm that happened outside the walls of Harrow’s Tower. They looked rough, but death was not something Lapsean people dwelled upon much. Though the loss of some of her most trusted did silently itch at Melodia’s psyche, and a frown would develop upon her lips as two cars would leave behind the rest of the entourage, and they quickly left town. It was a long drive home after all.

”When we get back to the city, make sure I write out some checks for the dead’s loved-ones. I’ll need to make a public statement on what happened here today as well— hopefully the familias don’t lose their shit.”

Scavenging the Web

Welcome to one of the last bastions of Forum RP.

Sentaku

@Roach@Bee

“Yay.”

Kurimi quite happily exclaimed, if you could call it that- her tone raised in pitch and her voice actually projected out to be more than a whisper and raised her arms up as she did so. A strange sight for sure.

Her milky sights would veer between her two teammates, excitement that was once quite restrained welling up within her chest as the thoughts of what was to come became more prevalent. Hitting people with her swords was number one on the list of enjoyable pastimes, followed shortly after by eating tasty things- which she would hopefully be able to do as well. Kurimi had heard about these exams from friends, mentors, family, but it just went in one ear and out the other for the most part. This event was nothing but a challenge and a fun time for the small Mochi girl, though, her team's competence in comparison to the others did give her more peace of mind than anything else that factored in.

"Where is Iza?- We get food before?"

Kurimi boldly inquired, her vision peeled from her teammates and back towards the rivers of young shinobi that seemed to be breaking into pockets of people- getting into arguments, physical altercations, she believes she may have even spotted some flirting between the youths. Her eyes squinted as she vaguely picked up the similar hues of Izayoi's head, though rather than gesture towards her cousin she just audibly grumbled. Too much into the mix, she's probably with her own team anyway- they would likely meet soon enough either way. Her shoulders raised as she glanced back to Hime and Usagi, biting her lip briefly as the moodswung girl returned to her single-minded excitement. Her small hands balled into fists and she raised them up to the two, perhaps there was something in the air?

"We fight someone, for practice?"

There wasn't much time before the exams themselves, but Kurimi had some newfound energy charged up in her. The aura of hope and competition seemingly came to be on the same wavelength of the typically quiet girl, not that she was being noisy- though if anyone saw her she would be emoting these feeling quite well. From the balled fists from before she was now baring her teeth and growling like an animal, her small feet stomped down to the floor as she looked around the immediate area like a small agitated boar. Kurimi's nostrils flared and she continued to scan the area for the familiar presence from before- unsuccessful, but the happiness of reuniting with her teammates was now just some mob mindset. The very words that ran through the girl's mind at the moment were.

"Where is that rude boy? I'm going to break his face. Who needs to wait for the exams to start? Not me nope, I'm going to bathe in his blood."

^{Kurimi is not liable for the deaths of shinobi from other villages.}

Shipwrecked

I can give this some interest, especially with that light effort tag.

Soul Eater: Apple of Discord

Character Information

^{N a m e :}
Viola Pardeus

^{A g e :}
Sixteen

^{G e n d e r :}
A Girl

^{R o l e :}
Weapon

^{T r a i t :}
Telesynchronization | Long range capability of synchronizing with their partner. There is also the possibility of partial utilizing Viola in her weapon form while utilizing this trait, though at her current level this can’t be utilized to the fullest.

^{S t r e n g t h s :}

Enhanced Eyesight [Telenocular]
Enhanced Physique [Hardened Muscular Structure]
Knife Specialist [Guerilla Fighter]

^{W e a k n e s s e s :}

Short-Tempered [Wrathful Partner]
Know-it-All [Control Freak]
Selfishness [Egomaniac]

<sup>P a r t n e r :

S o u l T y p e :</sup>
A bright red-orange soul with car ears and razor sharp teeth!

^{W e a p o n A p p e a r a n c e :}
A literal sniper rifle.

Personality

<sup>Viola is rough around the edges. She is harsh, not communicative, and honestly just not great with social interaction. The girl is known to snap at the drop of a hat, and when she does it usually results in some disciplinary action from the higher ups. Violent, that’s a good word to describe her as well - and this results in her being generally avoided by most students in her and other classes.

But she’s not all bad, right? That’s hard to say as she doesn’t really seek out interaction unless told to do so or absolutely necessary. She follows rules very well, instructions too, but when someone tends to break those guidelines Viola will often stray to her typical ways and lash out onto these people. Viola has been seen respecting strong figures of authority, or just strong people in general - death scythes and senior meister with ages of experience and accolades are given no lip or naysay by Viola.

She also has a soft, sweet, less hostile side to her that’s just buried deep-deep in there. Perhaps some traumatic event in the past caused this side of her psyche to be suppressed to drastically, or maybe it’s just a complex. Nonetheless, to those who are lucky or unlucky enough to get close to the girl - they would find that when someone does something that she genuinely appreciates she can’t help but shyly say thank you and move on about her day.</sup>

Backstory

<sup>The Pardues Family is extensive and influential in the Northeastern U.S, their family fortune roots long-long ago during the colonial era and the history behind it is kinda blurry even to the family members. Nonetheless, Viola being born into such a family - and to the family chief executive even more reluctant, caused quite the different upbringing than many children her age.

Though I wouldn’t say it was horrible. She was fed with a silver spoon, never had to worry about getting things she wanted, had countless nannies and maids to clean after and cook for her. The early years of Viola’s life were everything a kid could dream of, she was practically raised like a princess. But as she grew older, so did the expectations, gender means nothing to a Pardues and you are expected to pull your weight in the family. Homeschooling, grooming, policies, business strategies, force fed down the girl’s gullet as they prepped the young Viola for a life of black dresses and PowerPoint Presentations

So she ran away. Not little-kid temper tantrum ran away, young Viola saved up every bit of money she could muster to scrounge up around the house and then her poor mother’s credit card for good measure. And with her funds secured she fled their New York estate and headed west to do things on her own. Now don’t get me wrong, when she did this she was around twelve years old and for a kid her age to be on their own traveling from one side of the country to the other - it’s not safe! She would eventually come across a retired meister named Elizabeth Sbaghetti, whom pressured the girl to live with her for a while. Allowing the young girl with exceptional knowledge stay with her mostly for entertainment.

Not much longer after that, Viola's demon weapon powers would awaken and her newly found meister teacher began to show her the ropes. The seasoned Elizabeth would harness the girl's skills quite easily, though the woman's social difficulties definitely rubbed off on Viola over the few years they spent together. After some time, Elizabeth pressed the young Viola to join the DWMA before it was too late. She was initially reluctant but Viola eventually decided to go along with it if only to become stronger so she could return to her former teacher and put her in he place.</sup>

Soul Eater: Apple of Discord

Character Information

^{N a m e :}
Viola Pardeus

^{A g e :}
Sixteen

^{G e n d e r :}
A Girl

^{R o l e :}
Weapon

^{T r a i t :}
Telesynchronization | Long range capability of synchronizing with their partner. There is also the possibility of partial utilizing Viola in her weapon form while utilizing this trait, though at her current level this can’t be utilized to the fullest.

^{S t r e n g t h s :}

Enhanced Eyesight [Telenocular]
Enhanced Physique [Hardened Muscular Structure]
Knife Specialist [Guerilla Fighter]

^{W e a k n e s s e s :}

Short-Tempered [Wrathful Partner]
Know-it-All [Control Freak]
Selfishness [Egomaniac]

<sup>P a r t n e r :

S o u l T y p e :</sup>
A bright red-orange soul with car ears and razor sharp teeth!

^{W e a p o n A p p e a r a n c e :}
A literal sniper rifle.

Personality

<sup>Viola is rough around the edges. She is harsh, not communicative, and honestly just not great with social interaction. The girl is known to snap at the drop of a hat, and when she does it usually results in some disciplinary action from the higher ups. Violent, that’s a good word to describe her as well - and this results in her being generally avoided by most students in her and other classes.

But she’s not all bad, right? That’s hard to say as she doesn’t really seek out interaction unless told to do so or absolutely necessary. She follows rules very well, instructions too, but when someone tends to break those guidelines Viola will often stray to her typical ways and lash out onto these people. Viola has been seen respecting strong figures of authority, or just strong people in general - death scythes and senior meister with ages of experience and accolades are given no lip or naysay by Viola.

She also has a soft, sweet, less hostile side to her that’s just buried deep-deep in there. Perhaps some traumatic event in the past caused this side of her psyche to be suppressed to drastically, or maybe it’s just a complex. Nonetheless, to those who are lucky or unlucky enough to get close to the girl - they would find that when someone does something that she genuinely appreciates she can’t help but shyly say thank you and move on about her day.</sup>

Backstory

<sup>The Pardues Family is extensive and influential in the Northeastern U.S, their family fortune roots long-long ago during the colonial era and the history behind it is kinda blurry even to the family members. Nonetheless, Viola being born into such a family - and to the family chief executive even more reluctant, caused quite the different upbringing than many children her age.

Though I wouldn’t say it was horrible. She was fed with a silver spoon, never had to worry about getting things she wanted, had countless nannies and maids to clean after and cook for her. The early years of Viola’s life were everything a kid could dream of, she was practically raised like a princess. But as she grew older, so did the expectations, gender means nothing to a Pardues and you are expected to pull your weight in the family. Homeschooling, grooming, policies, business strategies, force fed down the girl’s gullet as they prepped the young Viola for a life of black dresses and PowerPoint Presentations

So she ran away. Not little-kid temper tantrum ran away, young Viola saved up every bit of money she could muster to scrounge up around the house and then her poor mother’s credit card for good measure. And with her funds secured she fled their New York estate and headed west to do things on her own. Now don’t get me wrong, when she did this she was around twelve years old and for a kid her age to be on their own traveling from one side of the country to the other - it’s not safe! She would eventually come across a retired meister named Elizabeth Sbaghetti, whom pressured the girl to live with her for a while. Allowing the young girl with exceptional knowledge stay with her mostly for entertainment.

Not much longer after that, Viola's demon weapon powers would awaken and her newly found meister teacher began to show her the ropes. The seasoned Elizabeth would harness the girl's skills quite easily, though the woman's social difficulties definitely rubbed off on Viola over the few years they spent together. After some time, Elizabeth pressed the young Viola to join the DWMA before it was too late. She was initially reluctant but Viola eventually decided to go along with it if only to become stronger so she could return to her former teacher and put her in he place.</sup>