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drone from the monotone.

Gray. That was the first word that came out of the mouth of every poor soul unfortunate enough to end up in the city. It was gray in color, as thick panels of fog constantly suffocated the concrete world and cut it off from the sun. It was gray in heart, as every store and billboard was covered in slogans and phrases that were as nonsensically generic as they were vaguely threatening. And finally, it was gray in soul. The cityscape was dotted with others, although their status as human beings was questionable upon second glance. A parade of dress shirts and suitcases that filed through the dreary city, scuffed leather shoes clacking on the pavement with a rhythm that was unnaturally organized. The men and women stared dead ahead with empty eyes. None of them were attractive, with dozens of worry lines, warts and eye bags evenly distributed among the crowd.

In truth, nobody knows where the city came from, or what it’s even called. People arrive in the hundreds, most of them brain dead, although there are exceptions. Like you.

Your memories are hazy but intact, and you´re not sure where you actually are. Hell? Heaven? Another planet? There are others as confused and sentient as you, so you reasonably think to reach out to them. But then again... the world is strange and filled with irregularities. Calendars have months replaced with irrational strings of numbers, billboards are adorned with absolute nonsense. And the food? The textures are all slightly off and blander than you ever thought possible. It´s as if the world was created halfway and abandoned for all eternity.

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In another building in another part of the city there was a stack of depressingly generic instruction pamphlets. Opening one up would prove them to be more than just a decoration, however, as the information within was definitely out of the ordinary. It was a pale blue color, with black text and cartoon renditions of office employees standing next to speech bubbles.

CONGRATULATIONS TO THE COWARD’S WHO HAVE RE-LIVED

-said a drawing of a man with a funny nose. He was holding an oversized stapler and grinning from ear to ear. The various grammatical errors warped the message’s meaning a bit, although it was still legible.

THIS IS A PURGATORY FOR THE COWARD’S OF LIFE
THOSE WHO HAVE AVOIDED THE MANY HARD DECISION’S IN LIFE
YOU’RE HOPES AND DREAMS AND MYSTERY’S WILL HAVE TO RE-LIVE
BY PLAYING LIFE AGAIN

A racially diverse trio of office grunts had their arms around each other. A drawing of a calendar and a water cooler was next to them. All three of the cartoon people had their mouths agape in joy, located just under the paragraph. The text continued.

BEGIN NEXT THE TRAINING PROGRAM BY FOLLOWING PROCEDURES
TEAR THE MANUAL AND BURN IT
AFTER AND TROW IT AWAY INTO A TRASH CAN
A CLEAN OFFICE IS A HAPPY OFFICE

A man in a vehicle was exclaiming the last portion of the strange instructions, with his elbow out the window and his tongue flapping about in a display of happiness.

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Holdem Heroes

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"Texas is the greatest country on Earth."
-Ancient Proverb.

_{█ The year is 2110.}
Following the end of the 21st century, the United States government has made several attempts to colonize mars. All of them are initially successful, and for several decades other countries have made their own attempts on claiming a piece of the red giant.

_{█ The year is 2180.}
The reawakening of a once dormant flesh eating bacteria native to the planet and heavy financial issues have caused all of earth’s governments to indefinitely pause space expeditions and leave those on mars stranded with little hope for a cure.

_{█ The year is 2250.}
Several nations have survived on mars, and most of them have claimed total independence from their earth governments. The strongest and largest country is Texas II, where its inhabitants revere the independent and free spirited culture of the ancient wild west. A basic cure has been discovered, and mars is slowly recovering its initial population count.

_{█ The year is now 2350.}
Earth’s governments are attempting to take back the land that they have left, prompting mars’ nations to take a break from firing irresponsibly dangerous explosives at each other and instead aim them at their new opponent. A part of Texas II has separated itself and has become its own nation, now called Texas IV. Artificial intelligence gained sentience at one point and held the potential to destroy humanity, before deciding that being self-aware was generally a terrible experience. It has now willingly devolved into a race of synthetic domesticated animals that eat rocks. Not one law concerning weapon safety has yet been established, and strapping three rocket launchers to an axe is considered a normal battle strategy. Welcome to mars.

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Holdem Heroes is a roleplay set in a violent and explosive world where anything and everything can be modified to simultaneously be a weapon and a household appliance, although many throughout Holdem have argued that the former should be counted in the latter. A Russian-Mexican infiltration squadron has decided to start their invasion of Mars in the humble old town that you’re currently in. The Holdem way of life is identical to the old cowboy way of life, complete with all of the recklessness, adventure, freedom, infighting, and alcohol-fueled homoeroticism.

Fights will be ridiculous and exaggerated in nature, akin to something from the RWBY universe. Since weaponry is so important in Mars it will greatly change how characters perceive and interact with you as well as your combat styles. There are three classes of weaponry, each with their own distinct flair.

█ Relic weaponry
Early muskets, rifles, bayonets and the occasional melee weapon thrown in there (with heavy modifications to ensure effectiveness, of course). Relic weaponry uses materials from slain robotic animals and whatever their owners happen to find in rust covered scrapyards.

█ Kinetic weaponry
Remastered versions of weapons from the 21st century. They are pitch black in color and have the sleekest forms out of all three classes.

█ Earthen weaponry
Contemporary 24th century Earthen weaponry. Made out of technologically advanced plastic based on energy in its many forms. Earthen weapons are blocky in shape and a pristine white with occasional touches of other vivid colors.

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Kasparc

For an immeasurable amount of time the region of Kasparc has been dominated by two opposing pokemon: Landkill the legendary pokemon of all that is vile and putrid in this world and Hycleane, a paragon of cleanliness with a lovely lemon aroma. This balance of nasty and nice was interrupted when the capitalistically greedy megacorporation of iPoke attempted to imprison and enslave Hycleane. Their plan was to use the beast to promote good hygiene to children around the world while making a quick buck along the way. And what happened to Hycleane? He fucking died.

The people of Kasparc were lied to as the iPoke public relations teams attempted to cover up Hycleane’s death and ignore the consequences of killing a legendary creature. The imbalance caused his antithesis, Landkill, to grow steadily in power and eventually wreak havoc on the local ecosystem, all while iPoke released fun Hycleane action figures and commercials about not licking playground equipment. It was then that life as we knew it ended. Landkill seized control of the main iPoke factory and began absorbing filth to the point where his body gave in and exploded in a mess of muck and glop, like a balloon filled with barbeque sauce, or your fat aunt at a birthday party.

Entire cities were wiped out in seconds, entire evolutionary lines were made extinct, and the land under our feet was rendered unusable. But life, as they say, finds a way. It has been one hundred and fifty years since the great Landkill land kill and the way of life of a typical Kasparc citizen has undergone severe modifications. Many pokemon have mutated into monstrous parodies of their former selves, unregistered in the international pokemon database and thus uncatchable, making proper pokemon a rare and precious resource. Looters, bandits, cultists and gangs have spread chaos and suffering throughout the loosely formed territories and cities that have been shakily established. Teenagers that manage to live past childhood without succumbing to the land’s severe toxicity are shoved out of their communities and into the wild to prove themselves. You are one of the candidates selected by your crappy territory to explore the land and maybe, just maybe make the world a better place. Are you up to the challenge?

Slopadelphia: Home sweet home!

♫ Slop Radio - Sunroof Diesel Blues

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Welcome all to my very first roleplay. The nation of Kasparc is polluted and hazardous, completely devoid of common sense and chock full of crime and buffoonery. This roleplay will center on a group of youths from the humble town of Slopadelphia and the often dangerous and ridiculous situations they'll find themselves in.

Rules

• The standard rules from roleplayerguild. Don't be rude to others OOC, be active, inform me if you're going to drop out, etc.
• Crass behavior is obviously allowed due to the nature of this roleplay, but I will ask that you avoid stepping into edgy or extremely offensive territory.
• Reminder:
  
  • Although the tone will never be completely serious, all actions will have consequences and all events will have logic behind them.
  • This is a country where pokemon are commonly seen as dangerous sentient weapons rather than friends, and additionally they will be difficult to capture and won't be spared from the damage of living in a hostile and post-apocalyptic country. Don't join with the expectation of building a full party and partaking in the classic pokemon experience.
• Don't create overpowered characters, don't metagame, don't godmod.
• Romance is allowed but this is a christian website don't get horny in my roleplay please and thank you

Character Sheet

Name: Can be from any culture you want, it doesn't matter. Just remember that "Hope" and all synonyms for the word hope have been banned as names within Kasparc, and having a name related to the theme of cleanliness is frowned upon in some places. A traditional name would be something related to the theme of filth.

Gender:

Age: 13-19

Appearance: This vaguely takes place within the pokemon universe so please only use anime art. Alternatively, you can write a detailed description of your character.

Personality: A couple of paragraphs.

Likes and Dislikes: Three of each.

Strengths and Weaknesses: For example, how resistant are you to pollution? What are your skills? What are some things you can't do? A couple of each plzkthx

Biography: A couple of paragraphs, nothing too long.

Goal as a Scout: Does your character just want to collect enough signatures and go home? Do they genuinely want to make the world a better place? Something a bit more specific?

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My other test thread devolved into an absolute clusterfuck of everything and anything. This is geared towards storing the more finished concepts lol

UPDATE: due to the conceptual nature of the thread, rules and character creation sections will be left intentionally vague. The focus is on the development of a polished roleplaying concept, the restrictions and guidelines don't matter until the moment that it actually goes live.

Virtual Reality RP a la SAO?

Interested, but craving additional information as well, ohoho

The Five Senses

will start slapping up a post tomorrow lol

Dawne | A Japanese School Life RP

Tsubasa 2 electric boogaloo

Tanaka Tsubasa // 田中 翼

I´m cool on the internet, I swear!

Overview

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_Name

Tanaka Tsubasa

_Age

15

_Gender

Female

_Orientation

Bisexual

_{Social Class}

Upper-Middle Class

_{Defining Hobby}

Idols

_Occupation

N/A

Characterization

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E-Eh... You want to know how much I paid for this autograph?... It doesn´t matter! Treasures like this are priceless!

_{Physical Description}

The average high school student sees their uniform as a bothersome tradition with no solid purpose behind it. To Tsubasa, a high school uniform for girls is the closest she can get to being an actual idol. As such, she loves wearing it and keeps it in a surprisingly pristine condition. This is only the tip of the iceberg as far as the way her hobbies influence her appearance.

Tsubasa's typical outfits consist of eye-searing combinations of whatever she thinks is cute and fun. She shamelessly combines idol merchandise with her tacky tastes in fashion to create visually offensive outfits for her day to day activities. Tsubasa is a member of the more is more school of thought and tops off these coords with multiple accessories throughout her body.

She keeps her skin light and her hair styled and modern to further emulate her favorite idols. While some consider her fashion choices to be fueled by a need for attention, Tsubasa just likes to match bright colors together and cockily assume that it´s cute with little regard for what others think. She stands at an unimpressive 154 cm tall and refuses to weigh herself out of a combination of being immature and really liking sweets.

_{Personality Traits}

Tanaka Tsubasa is an ambitious and overly competitive girl with a deep passion for idols. She sees them as role models and frequently attempts to mirror their behaviors in order to give off the impression of being a cute and gentle girl. This saccharine act vanishes as soon as the atmosphere turns competitive, resulting in most who know her to see her as the tryhard she really is. To make matters worse she is wholly incompetent at most things in life and tends to be a bit of a sore loser. Despite her frequent failures and shortcomings she manages to retain a fairly optimistic (and delusional) attitude. Tsubasa is surprisingly good in both modern japanese and english classes, but is oblivious to it and instead prefers to brag about her idol knowledge.

Her pride and joy is the idol blog that she has founded over half a year ago with mild success. She enjoys participating in social media and updating it whenever possible, which usually means that her academic responsibilities are made a secondary priority.

_{Likes & Dislikes}

Likes❤
❤Winning
❤Shopping
❤Bright colors
❤Obnoxious trinkets
❤English class
❤Idols (duh)

Dislikes❤
❤Losing
❤Classical music
❤Being told "no"
❤Bitter foods
❤Not having spending money
❤Math class

_{Home Life}

Tsubasa's family is reasonably upper middle class and as such she receives more spending money than the average teenager. Her mother in particular is tired of her obsession with idols and has tried to stop her from it repeatedly with no success. They frequently argue over petty things and it is obvious for bystanders to infer that she msut have been spoiled rotten as a child. Her parents have recently put their foot down on her recklessness and hobbies and have been stricter on her spending habits now that she is entering high school. They want her to leave her childish hobbies behind and start blossoming into an independent woman, while Tsubasa wants the total opposite.

_{Personal Motivation}

Tsubasa has been scolded and shamed for her immaturity and wants to maintain the status quo and avoid growing up completely. She is in the peak of her rebellious phase and wants everyone to see her as an adorable idol-like girl and not the competitive tryhard that she really is. Despite being so obsessed with idols she is self aware enough to not wish to be one when she grows older. Tsubasa in fact has no concrete plans for the future, but if her parents ask, she usually just says that being a photographer would be alright.

Miscellaneous

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_{Relationships}

Takizawa Kazuto
It seems that the fate of any people who are cousins of a similar age is to be stuck together a lot. Tsubasa was a very high maintenance child who struggled to make friends, yet miraculously managed to get on not just neutral, but very friendly terms with Kazuto. After a five year absence he has returned to Kurosuoba and Tsubasa childishly sees him as a possible convert to the world of idols.

Tachibana Kotone
Her cousin and Kotone spent their childhood being practically inseperable from one another until he moved. Tsubasa and Kotone interacted frequently as well, her mother excited at the idea of Tsubasa finally befriending a girl her age. If Tsubasa were a normal girl she would think back to all the times where Kotone witnessed her acting like a spoiled brat and feel remorse at the idea of seeing her again after so long. Instead, she sees Kotone as someone who´s still a close friend despite them not having interacted very much during the five year gap of Kazuto´s absence.

_{Belongings & Inventory}

A smartphone with a portable charger in case disaster strikes so that she can always be connected to her precious followers and the internet. She also owns a concerning amount of stationery with gaudy idol designs.

_{Other Information}

N/A

Dawne | A Japanese School Life RP

*posts this and crawls back into my storm drain*

Tsubasa 2 electric boogaloo

Tanaka Tsubasa // 田中 翼

I´m cool on the internet, I swear!

Overview

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_Name

Tanaka Tsubasa

_Age

15

_Gender

Female

_Orientation

Bisexual

_{Social Class}

Upper-Middle Class

_{Defining Hobby}

Idols

_Occupation

N/A

Characterization

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E-Eh... You want to know how much I paid for this autograph?... It doesn´t matter! Treasures like this are priceless!

_{Physical Description}

The average high school student sees their uniform as a bothersome tradition with no solid purpose behind it. To Tsubasa, a high school uniform for girls is the closest she can get to being an actual idol. As such, she loves wearing it and keeps it in a surprisingly pristine condition. This is only the tip of the iceberg as far as the way her hobbies influence her appearance.

Tsubasa's typical outfits consist of eye-searing combinations of whatever she thinks is cute and fun. She shamelessly combines idol merchandise with her tacky tastes in fashion to create visually offensive outfits for her day to day activities. Tsubasa is a member of the more is more school of thought and tops off these coords with multiple accessories throughout her body.

She keeps her skin light and her hair styled and modern to further emulate her favorite idols. While some consider her fashion choices to be fueled by a need for attention, Tsubasa just likes to match bright colors together and cockily assume that it´s cute with little regard for what others think. She stands at an unimpressive 154 cm tall and refuses to weigh herself out of a combination of being immature and really liking sweets.

_{Personality Traits}

Tanaka Tsubasa is an ambitious and overly competitive girl with a deep passion for idols. She sees them as role models and frequently attempts to mirror their behaviors in order to give off the impression of being a cute and gentle girl. This saccharine act vanishes as soon as the atmosphere turns competitive, resulting in most who know her to see her as the tryhard she really is. To make matters worse she is wholly incompetent at most things in life and tends to be a bit of a sore loser. Despite her frequent failures and shortcomings she manages to retain a fairly optimistic (and delusional) attitude. Tsubasa is surprisingly good in both modern japanese and english classes, but is oblivious to it and instead prefers to brag about her idol knowledge.

Her pride and joy is the idol blog that she has founded over half a year ago with mild success. She enjoys participating in social media and updating it whenever possible, which usually means that her academic responsibilities are made a secondary priority.

_{Likes & Dislikes}

Likes❤
❤Winning
❤Shopping
❤Bright colors
❤Obnoxious trinkets
❤English class
❤Idols (duh)

Dislikes❤
❤Losing
❤Classical music
❤Being told "no"
❤Bitter foods
❤Not having spending money
❤Math class

_{Home Life}

Tsubasa's family is reasonably upper middle class and as such she receives more spending money than the average teenager. Her mother in particular is tired of her obsession with idols and has tried to stop her from it repeatedly with no success. They frequently argue over petty things and it is obvious for bystanders to infer that she msut have been spoiled rotten as a child. Her parents have recently put their foot down on her recklessness and hobbies and have been stricter on her spending habits now that she is entering high school. They want her to leave her childish hobbies behind and start blossoming into an independent woman, while Tsubasa wants the total opposite.

_{Personal Motivation}

Tsubasa has been scolded and shamed for her immaturity and wants to maintain the status quo and avoid growing up completely. She is in the peak of her rebellious phase and wants everyone to see her as an adorable idol-like girl and not the competitive tryhard that she really is. Despite being so obsessed with idols she is self aware enough to not wish to be one when she grows older. Tsubasa in fact has no concrete plans for the future, but if her parents ask, she usually just says that being a photographer would be alright.

Miscellaneous

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_{Relationships}

Currently none.

_{Belongings & Inventory}

A smartphone with a portable charger in case disaster strikes so that she can always be connected to her precious followers and the internet. She also owns a concerning amount of stationery with gaudy idol designs.

_{Other Information}

N/A

Dawne | A Japanese School Life RP

*crawls out of a storm drain* OwO? Wats dis?

Primordial Extinction || A Dinosaur Apocalypse Roleplay

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The Madagascar hissing cockroach. A large and docile species of cockroach, popular within exotic pet circles and recognized by the ability to hiss through a specialized respiratory opening. One was currently snuggled up inside of the chest pocket of a fifteen year old boy in Amberstone. His disheveled appearance would have been interpreted as advanced homelessness by the general population had he actually left his home frequently. Today, however, was a rare day in which the young Oliver Clive actually did step outside.

The teenage boy´s plan was to go just outside of the town´s perimeter to scout for beetles to add to his insect menagerie back at home. Despite the area being relatively safe, his worrywart tendencies resulted in Oliver gearing up as if it were a daylong trip. A couple of snacks, a journal, thick tube socks, the usual. Any insect acquisitions would be transported with glass jars and fed with whatever food he had brought along for the day. This would all happen after a much desired visit to the library.

It was no exaggeration to say that Amberstone´s library was like a second home to him. There was no other place where so much information over the animal kingdom was readily available. Human societies had placed their focus entirely on dinosaurs and had completely ignored every other form of life on earth. Oliver was smart enough to know that it was because of the danger they posed to society, yet his teenage immaturity made him feel bitter all over. Why couldn´t anyone else appreciate insects like he did? Many of the library´s books were decades old, but if what they claimed was true, then the nutrition inside of most of them made them the holy grail of food sources. Not only that, but the fascinating properties contained within their various secretions and toxins made for an endless forest of possibilities with which humanity could defend itself.

It wasn´t hard to see why this fixation of his hadn´t exactly helped him in making friends.

A sharp noise caught his attention, causing his body to spin around the same way a small and fidgety animal does when suspicious. The source? Two girls, one of them dressed in white. He had seen her stay in the library every now and then and had concluded she was a grade A weirdo. From her unconventional tastes in clothing to the squabbles she´d get into with others over dinosaurs. Though he vehemently denied it, she reminded him of himself. He turned back to face the direction of the library and kept walking.