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Wizard's Dungeun

Audeleiss may have known that his rune would make him the world's best bait.

Wizard's Dungeun

Hey, sorry guys. I have been following the OOC, but I hadn't gotten around to posting an IC. Hopefully my first is satisfactory?

Wizard's Dungeun

Jeremy was cold. The room around his was dark. He had no idea where he was or what had happened. All he could think about was Grimrock. A thought came over him, a thought that he wanted to reject, but could not. What if Grimrock was dead? Jeremy tucked his legs to his chest and let his head rest between them and begin to sob. It had been a long time since he had last seen Grimrock and he felt so lonely without him. After about ten minutes of vainly attempting to be brave, he began to realise that he didn't know where he himself was. He looked around, his eyes finally beginning to adjust to the dark and found that his ankle was chained to a heavy ball that he could not move.

"Funny," he thought, "We have these in our local gaol." But he failed to make any connections.

Jeremy got up and began to walk around the room, or as far as he could with the chain round his ankle. He managed to work our that there was a large, foul-smelling bucket one corner of the room, an uncomfortable hay mattress in another and a number of corpses in another. He still had no idea where he was. Leaning up against the back wall of the room, Jeremy began to think deeply about what had happened. He remembered leaving the house with a small knapsack, in search of Grimrock. He shot up "The knapsack!" he exclaimed out loud. He had lost the knapsack - his lifeline - and his only way of casting magic. He tried to remember when the last time he had it was. Suddenly, it began to come together in his head. He had come across a powerful wizard who had put him to sleep, and then he awoke here.

His thoughts were interrupted by a girl about his age entering his cell. She walked over to him and looked at him with deep, almost mournful eyes. Almost excitedly, she whispered to him:
"I shall lead an escape from this dungeon and you shall accompany me. If you follow my every command and ensure my safe passage then I will make sure that you shall live once I escape and regain my powers. Is this satisfactory to you?"

Jeremy had no idea what she was saying, but he heard the word escape, that was enough. After a few seconds of thought, he stuttered: "y-yes". It was obviously what she wanted to hear, for she then stooped down and unlocked him from his chains. He was free.

Murder Mystery!

I agree with Dr_Trapezoid (who has a cool name, I endorse all math references), in that if we do go Hollywood, can we avoid real celebrities?

Dark Paradise (Supernatural Dystopian Future)

Victor Harkold

.:. Male || 26 || 184 cm || 82 kg .:.

Rest of CS

Name: Victor Harkold, often referred to as "that guy"
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Race: Human
Orientation: Heterosexual

Personality:
Victor is a proud individual with little to no respect for others. He is not "cool" or "bad***" by any standards, but has a strong distaste for other people. He is terse and condescending, yet must be respected as the brilliant academic that he is. He tends to think carefully about each of his decisions before making them and is willing to shoot someone for no other reason than attempting to act before he was finished thinking. Victor does not work well in groups and is antisocial. He is unsympathetic with no bedside manner and sees admitting to pain as a sign of weakness. As such, he will ignore injured comrades and neglect his own injuries.

History:
Victor was born in the south-eastern town of Treya, born to rich parents who paid for him to be educated in an ecodome. Showing proficiency in the general maintenance course, he was given the honour of studying under one of the top scientists, where he learned physics and chemistry. This knowledge became essential to his life when one day, part of the ecodome was stolen by bandits. Victor was able to modify the existing system into a much more efficient system, both obviating the need for the part and saving the lives of many. He was promoted as head engineer in the ecodome and was celebrated amongst his colleagues (it had been decided not to reveal the incident to the nearby town due to the unnecessary panic it would cause). His glory was short-lived, however, and he was fired when it was found that he had stolen the part for the construction of a hoverbike for himself. Without his job, he fled to the desert of Mih where he has begun to experiment with alchemy and with refining some of Earth's last natural resources - in an attempt to launch Earth's technology once again. His results have been mildly successful with his recent discovery of the creation of metals using magic (que inscriptionist) and the creation of explosive powder from radioactive dirt.

Runes:
Just below his right eye || It is a small triangle with edges touching the borders of an octagon || The rune provides him with nightvision in his right eye. It was inscribed by a lone inscriptionist he found in the desert of Mih.

Items:
A large, metal, bolt-action sniper rifle. 3x5 round clips of homemade ammunition (very low grade and damage, with poor accuracy and irregular flight paths; the creation of such is also dependant on magic - an ability he does not possess), a camouflaged coat, one week's rations, water trapping equipment, 1 small pistol with 1x8 round clip of real ammunition (stolen from the guards at the ecodome).

Transportation:
Has a hoverbike, but lacks the fuel to effectively use it. Is trying to derive a liquid version of his gunpowder.

Skills:
Vast knowledge of chemistry, physics and engineering. Has a great ability to engineer things no-one would think of. Victor also has a good academic knowledge of magic (but lacks the runes to use said magic). Has experience with firearms

Strengths:
+High pain tolerance
+Able to make ammunition
+Can engineer a solution
Add more if necessary

Weaknesses:
-In planning, often misses vital information
-Can be indecisive if not given time to think
-Antisocial
-His tolerance to pain means that he will ignore his injuries, even when they need medical attention

Likes:
+Himself
+Social status
+Learning
+Being right

Dislikes:
-People
-Being disagreed with
-Humility

Dystopian Fantasy Interest Check (Futuristic action/adventure)

Sorry, to clarify: What I meant by my third question was the existence of a Rune that makes the act of receiving another Rune much less taxing upon the people (I.e. I get the "rune of [let's call it magic constitution for now] and I can survive the Rune-suturing process with ease for another three runes before it begins to fade.)

Wizard's Dungeun

Name- Jeremy Smith (will accept a name change if you think another is more fitting)
Age- 8
Gender- Male
Race- (If making one up, please explain): Halfling
Personality- A young and timid boy. His life in the local village has stumped his bravery significantly. He rarely speaks to others and has been known to talk to himself. Quite the introvert, he sees most adults as parent-figures and develops special bonds with young adults. He never cries, but looks constantly timid. He has a deep connection with his head-wizard, Grimrock.
Appearance- (picture or written) He is about 4' 6" with blue eyes and short, grey-blonde hair. He has a slender build (almost skin and bones) with sharp nose and deep set-eyes. His lips are quite small and often quiver. He wears grey clothes that are a little too big for him and have the appearance of rags.

Strengths- Small, fast and hard to hit (especially from ranged attacks). He is also able to fit through tight spaces and can hide well behind objects or in the shadows.
Weaknesses- Being so young, he is easily scared and it does not take much damage to kill him. One hit from the shortest of swords would suffice.

Powers- : Has a small "rune of protection" sutured to his right shoulder, meaning that he will explode upon death (force of roughly three hand grenades).
Equipment- Has a small dagger and three days supply of bread and fruit, all tied up in a knapsack. Hidden in the knapsack, however, is also a gauntlet of major power (I would rather leave said power a secret to the other players, but wouldn't mind sharing it with the GM)

History- He was a young boy who grew up in the local village of Douroughsborough. Most of his life was spent in pleasant naivety. His days mostly involved fishing, sleeping and eating. That was until the day that Grimrock the wizard arrived - Grimrock was a stern old man who took Jeremy on as an apprentice. Jeremy began to learn the basics of magic, but did not have any prowess in magic, as such, and could only perform magic whilst wearing an enchanted object (any would do). One day, Grimrock was not in his lair. Jeremy decided to investigate. He gathered together a few rings and summoned a portal to Grimrock's location, from thence he was captured by another wizard and despite his violent struggle, was forced asleep. He awoke in his cell.

Murder Mystery!

I vote medieval because I'm not too good with celebrities.

The Devil in the Details: an Assassin Roleplay

I'm in, but I might need some patience and a few pointers. This will be my first advanced RP.

CS SHEET

Name: Grojan Moneng

Age: 68

Gender: Male

Appearance: Grojan's age is beginning to show, with his once muscly and broad figure becoming thinner and leaner. He is 6' 7" with a slender build. He takes a small amount of time in regards to personal grooming, as is evidenced by his finely-trimmed military-style moustache. The rest of his face is clean shaven. His aged white-grey hair is slightly longer down the back, touching the edge where the neck meets the shoulders. He has a pronounced chin with a broad jaw and forward, roman nose. His forehead is beginning to wrinkle to the extent that he appears to be frowning; his large, furrowed brows only add to this appearance. There is a small scar that runs across his right cheek from a close engagement many years ago.

Personality: Many years in service as an assassin have left him cynical and pessimistic. In a "conscious" mindset he feels that there is no point in attempting to avoid execution if "they" find you. He is a quiet person who would rather listen to others than speak. It is nigh unto impossible to change any of his values or opinions, however. His main attitude to the issue of the removal of the assassins is that resistance is futile and that waiting patiently is the secret to survival. He consciously prepares himself (through visualisation) for withstanding the torture, questioning and executions that will inevitably overtake him, without giving the names of other assassins. He is constantly worried about other assassins being caught and "broken" into giving his name and makes it very clear to younger assassins that in such desperate times, they must stand in unison and give away nothing. Despite his worst fears, however, he does not stop any younger assassin who is "going to get him/her self killed". On a subconscious level, however, lies a hope, hidden among the pessimism and cynicism, that he will survive. Deep within his motives is the will to survive.

General History: Grojan was born on a small farm, just outside of Jefferson, Missouri. He lived there with his single mother and three older sisters until he was thirteen years old, when he left to attend a political-military academy. During his time at the academy, he exceeded in all grounds, especially the military aspects. He graduated from the academy at age seventeen, first in his class. At the graduation ceremony, he was approached by a number of high level executives from Elecon Co. who wished to hire him as a private assassin for the disposing of high-level executives in competitive firms. His first mission was successful, and he slowly worked his way through the ranks of head assassin, by the (comparatively) young age of 48. His job at this level consisted mostly of organising other assassins, and his skills began to slowly deteriorate. It was at the age of 56, however, that this had to change. He was sitting in his office one day, when he noticed a glint of light coming from the rooftop of another building. He ducked under his desk just in time to escape the hail of bullets that penetrated his office. He managed to escape alive, but has since trained his skills to the level of the average 40 year old. His company recently "acquitted" (fired) him due to King Bradley's inquisition.

Weapons Used: In his younger age, he went through a variety of stages including stealth melee, blunt melee, long-ranged sniping, short-ranged sniping and quick assault (rambo). In his older and more patient years, he has begun to rely more heavily upon stealth and camouflage. A master of natural patterns and appearances, he is able to blend in with virtually any environment. He mostly relies upon short-range sniping and patience, carrying an old M22-EBR marksman rifle and both a Browning pistol and a survival knife for close-quarters engagements.

Strengths: He has extensive street knowledge with regards to sniper posts, hidden alleyways and underground entrances due to his extensive experience. He is also incredibly patient and is willing to find a spot days in advance. His brilliant knowledge of making camouflage is also a great advantage, especially in combination with his knowledge of most American cities.

Weaknesses: His athletic skills are extrememly limited and he cannot move very quickly. He would be quickly overtaken in any chase and he would not survive a jump out of a two story building. He can no longer climb to where he needs to be and relies heavily upon stairs to take up advantageous heights. He also lacks medical training and does not have the constitution to take large amounts of damage (or even small amounts for that matter).

Loyalties (if any): He feels a general loyalty towards all assassins, this loyalty runs deeply through him and he will do what he can to help a person in need.

Homestead

Hey man, is it too late to join the RP? If not, can I have a character who scammed his way on board as a way to get out of a prison sentence?