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Bored Out Of My Mind ~RP Ideas

@thejillybeen

Sure. At work at the moment, so I'll have to check it when I get home.

Bored Out Of My Mind ~RP Ideas

@thejillybeen

Mainly just what sort of plot you had in mind. Also, instead of the Mafia Boss, what if it was the Boss' son who was in love with the rival Boss' daughter?

Bored Out Of My Mind ~RP Ideas

I might be up for the Mafia Boss RP, but I would need a little more in depth. Hit me up?

2086 - A Cyberpunk RP

Eh, I'm gonna leave this up for a little longer. Then I'll burn it down and collect the insurance.

Vampire Diaries/ Mystic Falls RP

@Sanity43217

-John Mercer-

Suddenly, John heard a loud bang erupt over his music, followed by the telltale thumping of a blown-out tire slowly being shredded against the pavement. "What the hell?" He cursed, slamming on his brakes and grimacing in disbelief at the disheartening view in his left side mirror. He got out muttering to himself and rubbing the back of his head, just as a sharp '77 Trans Am was subtly creeping by his now disabled pickup. "Hey! Hey!" John tried to flag the driver down, but to no avail did they see him, let alone acknowledge he was there. "Well, that's just plain rude, dammit!" He huffed, throwing his hands up. Some day this was turning out to be he thought, a sour look muddling his rugged face.

Trudging toward the back of his truck, John knelt in the street to inspect the damage. It was a blowout alright, and a nasty one at that. Nearly half of the tire was laying in pieces, the bare metal rim jutting from the chasm of shredded rubber. John sighed gruffly and shook his head. Guess he was gonna be a little late getting back to the ranch.

2086 - A Cyberpunk RP

"Even amidst the neon glow, the flashing billboards and dancing lights, this city had a dirty secret to hide..."

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2086

A Cyberpunk RP

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Greetings all you netrunners, street samurais, rockerboys, and corrupt corpos. Welcome to Nova City, a sprawling megalopolis brought to you by the Nova Corporation. It's a great, big city brimming with opportunities and filled with the latest technology. However, don't let all the neon lights and holographic billboards fool you, because beneath this city, crime, corruption, and poverty are rampant. The rich live in luxury while the poor waste away in drug-infested slums dominated by fixers and crime lords. Murder rates are soaring, the police are no more than a totalitarian death squad, and there's a mysterious and deadly virus known as Neurostigma spreading throughout the city. Despite all this, if you're looking to make a name for yourself, this is the place to be. So jack in, and I'll meet you in cyberspace.

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So basically, it's a sandbox-style RP set in a dystopian cyberpunk city. Your character can be either a human or an android. Perhaps they're just a street samurai or a gun for hire doing odd jobs to get by, or maybe they work for the Nova Corporation, the conglomerate that controls everything from the police to politics and the media. It's a city of dreams for some and nightmares for others. The question is, what will it be for you?

Vampire Diaries/ Mystic Falls RP

-John Mercer-

A soft, gentle breeze whispered through the treetops as John slowly trotted up the main path snaking through the surrounding wilderness until he came upon the old cemetery, just mere miles from his family's ranch.

Sliding off the saddle of his trusty steed Blackjack, he reached into the saddlebag and pulled out a bouquet of sunflowers, checking them first to make sure they weren't crushed or broken in any way. Then, he made his way up the small, sloping hill to the old wrought iron fence surrounding the scattering of old tombstones and wooden crosses, some dated as far back as 1860, when his great grandpa's family first settled in Mystic Falls.

The tall, green grass was as high as his boots as he stepped through the wooden archway and knelt before a grave. He took off his hat, brushing the few stray tears from his eyes, then sighed with a saddened smile upon his rugged face, "Hey mama." He set the bouquet on his mother's grave, swallowing to push down the waves of pain that were crashing against him. "Well...here we are fourteen years later. I still miss you like it was yesterday. I just thought I'd drop by and say hello. Bring you some flowers."

After about an hour or so of talking to his mother's grave, he soon stood up and stretched, setting his hat back on his head. "Well, I better get going before dad gets worried. He'll probably think I ran off drinking again." John laughed. "Goodbye, mama. I love you." He placed a small kiss on the inside of his hand and set it on the top of the gravestone before making his way down the hill, climbing up in his saddle and grabbing the reins tightly in his calloused hand, using the other to pet his horse's shimmering black mane.

"Alright Blackjack, let's go to work."


Later on, after a hard day's work wrangling cattle, John decided to mosey into town for a bite to eat. As customary, both windows of his blue 2011 Ford F150 were rolled down as he sang along to some Cody Jinks belting out of the speakers. He soon pulled his truck into the parking lot of the Mystic Grill and killed the ignition, stepping out and adjusting his Stetson atop his head before slamming his pickup door lightly and strolling up the sidewalk to the front door. As he was about to enter the establishment, he noticed a particularly attractive young woman heading his way. He smiled and opened the door for her. "Allow me, darlin'." He said, his voice thick with a country drawl.

@Wolvena

The woman seemed to pay him no mind as she briskly walked past the young cowboy, but John just assumed she had something important to get to and wasn't trying to be rude. Still, he had to admit the blonde was good-looking. Maybe he would bump into her later. It was a small town, after all, Mystic Falls. Approaching the counter, John tipped his hat to the waitress and gave a friendly smile as he sat down, putting both elbows on the countertop.

"Your usual, Johnny?" Said the young waitress. John nodded back, "Yes ma'am, and don't skimp on the gravy." He chuckled. While he waited, his eyes trailed about the sleepy little diner. Sitting next to him was a police officer, casually sipping his coffee as he read the local paper, a half-eaten club sandwich resting on his plate. In one of the booths nearby, a few old men laughed and smoked cigars, talking about the good old days, while in another booth, a young couple was getting a little too intimate with each other despite being in the public eye. John just shook his head and paid them no further attention. Kids, he wondered.

"Here you go, Cowboy." Cooed the waitress with a smirk as she set a plate before him, a golden brown chicken fried steak smothered in gravy with mashed potatoes and green beans on the side. John's mouth was already watering, his stomach growling excitedly with anticipation. "Thank you, ma'am. Looks wonderful. Smells good too." He joyfully responded before digging into his first bite. You just couldn't beat good home cooking like this he thought as he savored the delicious aroma and the tenderness of the meat. After John finished his meal, the cop beside him slowly stood up and began reaching for his wallet. "Oh don't worry about that, mister. I'll pay for you." Said John quickly.

The police officer gave him a funny look but replied, "Well thank you, sir."

"No sir, thank you." Said John tipping his hat. "You boys do a lot for this town. The man smiled and gave a curt nod to John before walking away. John soon got up himself, fishing his wallet out of his back pocket and setting a few twenties on the bar. "Just keep the change, darlin'." He chimed to the waitress in the back before turning around and stepping outside. The sun felt warm on his face, despite the cool breeze that was wafting through the streets, culminating with the sound of birds chirping and cars quietly passing by, the idle chatter of people walking up and down the sidewalks. It was all oddly peaceful to the young cowboy. It made John wonder why his brother Tommy hated this place, why he was so fired up about leaving Mystic Falls for the big city.

Last he had heard, Tommy was a big-time lawyer up in New York. He didn't have time to visit John or their dad either, not that he would have cared to make any John pondered a tad bitter. Still, he wasn't going to let any negative thoughts of his brother ruin his day.
Climbing back in his pickup, he started the ignition, the engine rumbling to life amidst another country tune playing through John's stereo. This time, it was the Turnpike Troubadours' Good Lord, Lorie. John smiled to himself and hummed along as he put his truck in gear and backed out onto the street. Since it was such a lovely day, he figured he'd just drive around a bit before he had to get back to work.

Vampire Diaries/ Mystic Falls RP

Name: Johnathan Mercer
Nickname: John/Johnny/Cowboy
Age: 24
Species: Werewolf
Looks:


John stands at 6'1' with a thin, slightly muscular build. His curly hair is cut relatively short, and his eyes are a piercing blue. A true cowboy, John never leaves anywhere without his Stetson and his favorite pair of boots. He also likes to keep it simple, wearing a flannel or denim shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a pair of blue jeans. His arms are covered in tattoos, two of which are memorials to his human mother who died of cancer when he was a little boy, and his friend who committed suicide.

Personality:
John is a lone wolf, harmless until you provoke him. He's always gone his own way and never followed the herd. He may seem imposing at first, but once you get to know him, you realize he's just a simple country boy. He's compassionate and fiercely loyal to those he considers friends or loved ones, going out of his way to do anything for them, even giving his very life if need be. Likewise, John can be very brash and hotheaded. He doesn't take kindly to lies or betrayals, and he CERTAINLY has no tolerance for rudeness or disrespect. He isn't one to back down from a fight either, so watch yourself if you dare to challenge him.

When it comes to relating with others, John tends to be very respectful and friendly, although when it comes to women, he can be a bit of a flirt and a charmer.

Other:
John is a man of simple pleasures. For him, there's no better joy than working his hardest and enjoying what life offers. He loves to be outdoors, whether it's hunting wild game, riding his favorite horse Blackjack through the wilderness, or just spending a night under the stars by a campfire. He also loves the taste of good, strong bourbon and sitting on his front porch watching the sun fade as he picks his grandpa's old guitar. When he's not roaming the town or busy working on his family's ranch, he's usually up to his elbows in grease working on his pickup.

Outlaws Til the End - A Wild West RP

@Nobodyman123 Hey no worries, and yeah dude. Those vaccines are straight up brutal. You would be correct since John will be going with Ben to find Kira.

@LeiaHair Oh hush! Your post was great! :D

@LostDestiny Unless that stupid mule of Gus's didn't budge an inch! XD

Claudia: I TOLD you we shouldn't have taken that ugly old bastard!

Gus: You mean me or the mule, woman?

Claudia: *glares* Take a guess!

XD Ah but I kid! Yes, I assume it would be safe to say Annabelle and the rest made it to town safely, just so we can keep this train a rollin'!

Outlaws Til the End - A Wild West RP

@Nobodyman123 Ugh...RDO. I still can't get over what a hassle it is. I just stick to roaming around on story mode.