HerrasKissa

(Potential) Overwatch.

Heyo and such.

Just tasting the waters here. If in theory there would be a roleplay set in overwatch universe. (Twilight days of the overwatch, broken bromance, drama, angst, action, adventure, romantic bits.) Would there be any market for it? OC friendly.

The Invasion (Warcraft Roleplay)

Bonfires blazed in the warm summer night. Sending sparks flying towards dark, star filled sky. Barbaric figures dancing wildly around the fires. The sound of crackling wood mixed to the wild shouts and deep sound of war-drums echoed in the camp. Joining this echoing, horrifying symphony. Sound of axes being grinded, swords being forged, armor being tempered. It had been mere days since the first vanguard of orcs had crossed the Dark Portal and founded this outpost in the marshlands of Black Morass. They had dubbed it "Shieldbash", for it was their first strike against this world and it's inhabitants. Soon this ripe, fertile land would quake under the might of the invading Horde. Their numbers grew every day with more and more clans passing trough the portal.

Their world was dying, and this world, this land would suit their people well. Working themselves into frenzied bloodrage and preparing for the glorious battles ahead. Legends such as Grommash of the Warsong clan, Kilrogg of the Bleeding Hollow's, Kargath of Shattered hand and Blackhand of the Blackrock numbered amongst their ranks. There would be no stopping them. Horde will wash over these lands as a tide of death and destruction, building their new world on top of the bones of any who would dare to oppose them. Little did they know of the manipulation and deceit they had fallen, well no more of that.

The humans, nearest inhabitants of these lands still slept peacefully. Unknowing of the threat that had arrived to their lands. Their armies were strong and well equipped, their cities were fortified and well defended but they had not seen true battle since Gnoll Wars. How will they fare against battle hardened Horde, who after having ravaged their own world had turned their eyes towards their lands and Kingdom. Will the Horde seize their dreams and claim this world as their own? Or will the human Kingdoms be able to unite against the other worldly threat? Only time will tell. The moment of Invasion was at hand!

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Did I do good? My first ever RP starter in here! Being a fan of the franchise and having seen the warcraft movie myself recently, I thought why not to try ropleplaying something along the lines! It would help if you are familiar with the franchise, but no worries. I'd be happy to help you with any questions you might have. About the rp itself, set around the arrival of the Horde and beginning of first war, pitting humans against orcs. OC's are encouraged but if you'd fancy yourself playing canon character, feel free! Just notify me first. If you'd be interested to apply, here's character sheet basic.

Sheet

Name:

Age:

Race:

Appearance(Description of picture)

Occupation:

History:

Personality:

Skills:

Clan/Nation:

Extra:

The Age of Iron (reboot)

Alexander Godfrey

Name: Alexander Godfrey.
Age: 32
Race: Human.

Occupation: (Self proclaimed?) Aristocrat of ancient bloodline. Aspiring industrialist and businessman.

Weapon of choice: Cadre of hired thugs and knuckledusters between him. He is not a fighter but if cornered, he will attempt to defend himself and fend off attacker with his sword. Decorated with ivory handle and encrusted gold and jewel decorations. Hardly meant for any real combat.

Personality: Smug, holier than thou, elitist and aristocratic. Everything we love to hate about corrupt nobles. He boasts about his skills with sword, his wealth, the women he beds. But if placed in a situation that would turn against him, he either tries to flee or pay off the attacker. His most dangerous assets are not his weapons or hired thugs. But rather his silver tongue. Superstitious and to be honest, afraid of wild magic.

He sees himself first and foremost as an aristocrat. And especially in these troubled times ought to have standards! There has to be an order! There are common men who serve, and those who lord over them. Job of an aristocrat, is to stay an aristocrat.

Bio: Born to those who attempted to make a fortune out of the disasters that faced others. His parents were both aristocrats, merchants dealing in metal, slaves and weaponry. Slowly they managed to grow their fortunes even further. And when they passed away, everything was left to Alexander as their only son and sole heir. Spoiled child, who had been taught that the world was his plaything. Had grown up equally ruthless and haughty as his parents. And was ready to offer his goods and favor to those who proved themselves worthy. Always eager to indulge fellow aristocrat to his hospitality or grant his favor to those willing to deal with him, low-born if they may be. After all, it harsh world out there.
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Godhood!

Seems interesting. Count me in! Gotta write something soon.

The Age of Iron (reboot)

Figured. I tried to make that kind of a robber baron type feel. Anyways, feels good to be accepted and can't wait to get started!

The Age of Iron (reboot)

Seems awesome! Always been fan of Morrowind myself. Eh so! I'm newbie in here so please, feel free to kick me in the head if I do something wrong.



Name: Alexander Godfrey.
Age: 32
Race: Human.

Occupation: (Self proclaimed?) Aristocrat of ancient bloodline. Aspiring industrialist and businessman.

Weapon of choice: Cadre of hired thugs and knuckledusters between him. He is not a fighter but if cornered, he will attempt to defend himself and fend off attacker with his sword. Decorated with ivory handle and encrusted gold and jewel decorations. Hardly meant for any real combat.

Personality: Smug, holier than thou, elitist and aristocratic. Everything we love to hate about corrupt nobles. He boasts about his skills with sword, his wealth, the women he beds. But if placed in a situation that would turn against him, he either tries to flee or pay off the attacker. His most dangerous assets are not his weapons or hired thugs. But rather his silver tongue. Superstitious and to be honest, afraid of wild magic.

He sees himself first and foremost as an aristocrat. And especially in these troubled times ought to have standards! There has to be an order! There are common men who serve, and those who lord over them. Job of an aristocrat, is to stay an aristocrat.

Bio: Born to those who attempted to make a fortune out of the disasters that faced others. His parents were both aristocrats, merchants dealing in metal, slaves and weaponry. Slowly they managed to grow their fortunes even further. And when they passed away, everything was left to Alexander as their only son and sole heir. Spoiled child, who had been taught that the world was his plaything. Had grown up equally ruthless and haughty as his parents. And was ready to offer his goods and favor to those who proved themselves worthy. Always eager to indulge fellow aristocrat to his hospitality or grant his favor to those willing to deal with him, low-born if they may be. After all, it harsh world out there.

Stillwater Vale Asylum

Seems great! Ehm. I'm kinda new here so please, gently kick me in the head to guide me to right direction if I'm doing something wrong.

Name: Hiram Marsh.

Age: 43

Description: Tall, gaunt man. Reaching 6.3 in height, weighting 165lbs. Fair, almost pale toned skin. Thin lips, large dark grey eyes and bright red hair, cut into extremely short buzz. His hollow looks and the way he dresses. (Always rather professional, you know. The classic neat pants, leather shoes and white doctor's coat type of thing.) Could sometimes be seen as rather unnerving.

Occupation: Doctor.

Branch of government worked for: Civil Defense and Emergency Organization (CDEO for short.)

Location you were working in: North-Eastern United States, New England area.

History: Faced with high expectations ever since his early years, Hiram has attempted to pursue them as best he could. His both parents were involved in Academic and Science world, thrusting their son to follow in their footprints. Thanks to this, Hiram abandoned his dreams to become a teacher and started to study psychology, philosophy and theology. He was gifted albeit reclusive and smug student. Having few friends. Despite this, he graduated with honors and thanks to his parents pulling some strings. He was hired by and later named head of CDEO. Organization funded by his family. After serving years as director of CDEO. He recently resigned after being offered work as one of the Doctors of Stillwater Vale Asylum. He jumped at the opportunity.

Personality: Polite, professional and distant but painfully aware of his physical weakness. He attempts to compensate this with mind tricks and playing people against each other. He is rather ambitious and willing to push others in harms' way if benefits him. Rather slicky. Also unable to see fault in his own doing, trying to push his mistakes upon others. Smug, holier than thou with extremely fragile ego.

Skills: Mind tricks, years of training in psychological field, ruthlessness in pursuit of his goals.

Likes: Coffee, rainy days, scarves, good literature, climbing upwards in rank (Dreaming of becoming the Warden of the Asylum some day.)

Dislikes: Whoever keeps stealing his lunch at work, unprofessional attitude, bending of rules.

Extra: Despite his years of training in psychology and attempts to rid himself of it. He suffers from Acrophobia (Fear of heights.)

Hey hey folks.

Hey ya all. Once avid roleplayer and first timer in here. Trying to get back to the scene and sharpen my skates at it!

-Adventure
-Action
-Drama
-Angst
-Romance
-World building.
-Steampunk
-Historic.

I'm into lots of things. If you feel unsure or have something in mind, feel free to poke me. Feels good to be back at the saddle.