Lady Selune

vampires versus werewolves.

Werewolves all the way.

Anyone in touch with their animal side is good in my book!

In This Fine Town Of Arkham - A Lovecraftian Mystery

Ok it took me way longer than I said it would, but it's done! Finally! At last!

In This Fine Town Of Arkham - A Lovecraftian Mystery

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@psych0pomp

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"No, I've heard many interesting things of Wilde Hall. My attentions don't simply fall hither and thither, after all. I only investigate things I believe worth my time."

It seemed that she was not the only one with trenches in her past. Gently, almost kindly, she would incline her head towards Mister Violet and mouth a silent apology. The cigarette went into the long holder, and then she procured a packet of matches from within her clothes. There was a woosh as it lit, and then up to the paper it would go, the madamoiselle having to puff a few times to ensure it would remain lit through the long device.

Only once she had taken the opportunity to savour the taste of the smoke would she continue talking. "Ah, yes, the carriage. I must admit I assumed it further on." She gestured along the path. "Deacon Grey here surprised me before you came along, was all." She raised eyebrows, invisible behind her mask, then flicked away some ash. "I shall be staying firmly with you gentlemen then if you don't mind- I would prefer to be left unsurprised by anyone else."

Facility B: New and Improved

@Zora

The OOC is actually up already:

roleplayerguild.com/topics/185482-con…

In This Fine Town Of Arkham - A Lovecraftian Mystery

@Romero

Really sorry for the lack of posting- I've just been rammed with work and studies right now. Going to take time tomorrow to write.

CONTAINMENT: FACILITY B

@Dead Cruiser Apologies for that! No, only NPCs can be non-human.

CONTAINMENT: FACILITY B

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Welcome, subject, to Facility B.

This subterranian research centre is the peak of advanced scientific research on Anomalous Individuals- those who have abilities that, one way or another can do things that other human beings cannot. In the Facility, these subjects are safely contained, studied, and experimented upon, with the end goal being the safe containment, and occasionally replication of their powers.

Facility B is arranged in a neat and orderly sort of way. For as long as you've been in the Facility, all you've known is the floor you were initially brought to, and the staff that populate it. Security, with their featureless and monochromatic black appearance, gask masks and PDWs. Researchers, with their uniform white lab coats and omnipresent tablet computers, and the Custodial staff, who handle the day-to-day running of the facility- be it your food, your privilages or the cleanliness of the halls.

Anomalous Individual Categorisation

RED INDIVIDUALS

Red individuals are those whose anomalous properties pose an inherent and serious risk to personnel and property. Red wing is built like a fortress, with extra security, reinforced doors, bulletproof cameras and on-call supression teams ready 24/7. All Red wing beds are fitted with heavy restraints, which are used rather liberally. Typical red powers tend to be flashy, powerful, dangerous, but may be lacking in utility.

The archetypal red power is pyrokinetics- the ability to spontaneously create and manipulate fire.

YELLOW INDIVIDUALS
Yellow individuals are those whose anomalous properties that have been deemed mildly dangerous to personnel and property. Yellow wing is much more like a usual high-security prison than Red is, and does not have many of the security features that Red individuals are subjected to. Typical Yellow powers tend to be less immediately powerful and flashy, but have a wider and more varied uses other than pure destruction.

The archetypal yellow power is hydrokinetics- the ability to manipulate water.

BLUE INDIVIDUALS
Blue individuals are those whose anomalous properties are largely considered harmless to personnel and property. This doesn't mean that Blue powers are inherently 'weaker' than Red or Yellow powers, just that they tend towards less physicality. Blue subjects generally have large amounts of freedom, with restraints on them being little more than you would see in a low or medium security prison. Typical blue powers tend to be intensely useful despite their nonphysical nature.

It is impossible to declare an ‘archetypal’ blue ability; however, some common powers include absolute mimicry and infrared vision.

PURPLE INDIVIDUALS
Purple subjects are unique in that their danger is not what earns them their ranking. Purple subjects may not be particularly dangerous, but instead possess powers that render typical methods of containment difficult or near impossible. Much like their red counterparts, purple subjects are under 24/7 surveillance, and have two additional redundant power limiting bracelets, as bed restraints would usually be ineffective.

Much like blue powers, there is no ‘archetypal’ purple power, nor are purple powers generally ‘common’ to one another. Purple powers have included intangibility, null personhood and matter transmutation.

Character Sheet

Note: This will be a canon document that your character will find in the game. As such, the format should be stuck to. Thank you!

Full Name:
Very simple, just the name of your character.

Age:
Facility B’s subjects range from 8-80 years old. In this RP, all characters must be at least 16 or older, to ensure that they have enough drive to move the plot along.

ID Number:
All subjects in Facility B are given unique identification codes when they enter, all of which follow the same pattern:
(M/F)(Colour Ranking)(Subject Number)(Initials)

So, John Smith, a red ranked individual would be MR-0001-JS. Although subjects are not expected to use these codes in place of names, they are expected to realise when they are being referred to with these names. Subject Numbers are the number in which the individual was first processed- the first individual in Facility B would be 0001. The most recent number processed was 2253, so all numbers should be lower than this.

Nationality:
What country your character comes from.

Appearance:
The basic overall appearance of your character, including, but not limited to, hair, eye, and skin colour, height, weight, tattoos, scars or any other unusual physical feature. Every subject in Facility B wears either a set of grey trousers and shirt (males) or a long, one-piece dress similar to a hospital gown (female). The only difference between these clothing is in square patch on the chest, the colour matching the individual’s security ranking. Transgendered individuals are permitted to wear the clothing of the gender they identify with.

Background:
A short, 1-3 paragraph extract of your character’s life up to and including them becoming subjects in Facility B. Doesn’t need to be huge.

Powers:
This should be the meat of the character sheet. What exactly makes your character an anomalous individual? Characters should have no more than two powers and their requisite secondary powers, and there must be a relation between them (I.E, no telepathy and then laser eyes, they don’t go together.) Run powers past me first, as I will need to make sure everything’s kosher.

Privileges:
Those who behave in Facility B earn improved privileges, enabling further good behaviour from them and encouraging it in others. A basic Facility B room contains a bed and (depending on security rating) a camera. Common privileges include desks, dressers, cupboards, books, writing implements, snacks such as coffee and cigarettes (although not alcohol.) Essentially, to what extent the staff view you as a cooperative individual, and gives us a little insight into your character’s personality, intentionally left off of this sheet.

Researcher Notes:
Anomalous individuals are often shuffled between different researchers who handle their cases. Since information can be occasionally lost in this shuffle, researchers might amend notes, warning or informing future researchers on the individual.

Sample Character

Full Name:
Sato Yuki

Age:
17

ID Number:
MY-1931-SY

Nationality:
Japanese

Appearance:
Subject stands at 5’8” (178cm), and weighs 67kg. Subject is slender, but with a well-built form showing well-developed muscle groups. Subject has short, ‘bowl cut’ black hair. Subject shaves frequently, and has no distinguishing features.

Subject was issued a male clothing set, however now wears a Japanese High Schooler’s uniform (see Privileges.)

Background:
Subject was born to a middle-class Japanese family in Iwate Prefecture, Japan. Subject had unremarkable childhood and early adolescence, displaying no noticeable anomalous properties. On [VOID], a missing persons report was filed for the Subject, and Facility staff was alerted shortly afterwards.

Subject was missing for approximately four months, although they have little recollection of the events that occurred during that time. It is believed that subject’s anomalous properties manifested during the period.

Subject was retrieved by Facility staff on [VOID], in Kyoto Prefecture, Japan and swiftly taken to Facility B.

Powers:
Subject demonstrates heightened physical attributes beyond possible for a baesline human being. Subject has strength and agility disproportionate to their appearance and an extremely enhanced metabolic system, leading to the rapid processing of food and cell repair. In addition, subject is far more survivable than a normal human being, with sturdier bones and vastly improved clotting abilities- subject is able to recover from gunshots with only hours of rest.

Privileges:

• Several sets of identical School Uniforms, consistent with those worn by male Japanese High Schoolers.
• [VOID] brand confectionary. Subject routinely requests alternate flavours- all are permitted.
• Improved Rations. Subject has requested it to be ‘More like home, please.’
• Wardrobe. Subject was provided with a metal rack, bolted to the ground, and hangers.
• Small bookshelf, bolted to the ground. Subject has continued their studies, with myriad textbooks covering a wide range of subjects.
• Desk, bolted to the ground.
• Writing implements. [SECURITY NOTE: SUBJECT’S PHYSIOLOGY MAKES EVEN A BLUNTED PENCIL A POTENTIALLY LETHAL PROJECTILE, BE EXTREMLEY CAUTIOUS.]
• Nightlight.

Researcher Notes:

I know he’s a nice, polite Japanese schoolkid. I know he very clearly just wants to continue practising his hobby, but don’t even think about letting this kid have kendo supplies. He can put a wooden sword through an centimetre-thick piece of steel without breaking a sweat, we don’t need to make it even easier for him to kill our boys if he decides to act out.

-Researcher Giles

Facility B is not self-sufficient. Not even close to self-sufficient, in fact. The kitchens only hold enough food for three days’ worth of meals for the subjects, let alone staff… Not that any of those are around either. With no guards and no scientists, and power limiters malfunctioning along with almost every other system in the entire Facility, the only way to survive is to somehow escape from this labyrinth of white...

And just in case you thought this was going to be easy, humans are not the only kind of anomalous individuals that have been set free by this malfunction…

In This Fine Town Of Arkham - A Lovecraftian Mystery

Right, I will be wriitng up a post in the next few days.

Facility B: New and Improved

Welcome back to Facility B: The SCP-inspired RP that sort of fell apart last time, in no small part due to me biting off way more than I could possibly chew and then sort of just... Leaving it to collapse without my support. Luckily, I have several plans of how to improve this version to keep it going for a nice long period of time, whilst also making it 100% more enjoyable to play in. Now then, without further ado, let's get to the actual interest check!

Facility B is a horror RP set inside a large, abandoned research facility deep underground. 'Anomalous Individuals' from across the world are taken here and studied to see what makes them tick. The more subjects cooperate with testings, the nicer they can expect life inside Facility B to be for them- well behaved subjects receive better rations, more comfortable living arrangements and even genuine personal effects such as books, an (internet disabled) laptop or commodities such as cigarettes. Facility B is run like clockwork, always efficient, always awake.

Until today. You awake from your bed, the lights flickering and the guards nowhere to be found. The Facility is vast and mazelike, but you cannot survive forever in it without assistance- you have to escape.

Good luck.

Colour coded for your conveninece

All subjects are fitted with heavyset (padded) steel collars. These collars act not only as power limiters, with technology tailored to the subject’s specific anomalous properties, but they also contain a small explosive charge that can be detonated in case of extreme danger to staff. With the collars malfunctioning, neither of these two features are working.

RED: High Security. Red subjects are those that have been deemed significantly dangerous to personnel and property. Red subjects are monitored 24/7 via cameras, and red wing is built like a bunker, with reinforced doors, suppressive staff never more than 30 seconds away at any time and all beds in red block have been fitted with metal restraints, which are used liberally.

Typical red powers tend to be flashy, powerful, dangerous, but may be lacking in utility. The archetypal red power is pyrokinetics- the ability to spontaneously create and manipulate vast amounts of fire.

YELLOW: Medium Security. Yellow subjects are those that have been deemed mildly dangerous to personnel and property. Yellow subjects have more freedom when compared to their red security brethren, including no cameras and no restraints on their beds.

Typical yellow powers tend to be less immediately powerful and flashy, but have a wider and more varied uses other than pure destruction. The archetypal yellow power is hydrokinetics- the ability to control water around the subject.

BLUE: Low Security. Blue subjects are those that have been deemed of little danger to personnel and property. Blue subjects generally have large amounts of freedom, with restraints on them being little more than you would see in a regular jail.

Typical blue abilities, despite not having the raw destructive power of red or yellow abilities, can still prove incredibly useful. It is impossible to declare an ‘archetypal’ blue ability; however, some common powers include absolute mimicry and infrared vision.

PURPLE: Special Security: Purple subjects are unique in that their danger is now what earns them their ranking. Purple subjects may not be particularly dangerous, but instead possess powers that render typical methods of containment difficult or near impossible. Much like their red counterparts, purple subjects are under 24/7 maintenance, and as well as power limiting collars, also receive two redundant power limiting bracelets, as bed restraints would usually be ineffective.

Much like blue powers, there is no ‘archetypal’ purple, nor are purple powers generally ‘common’ to one another. Purple powers have included intangibility, null personhood and matter transmutation.

OOC up

WH40K: An End to the Alien - A Deathwatch Narrative Roleplay

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"I apologise." Lelandros spoke, although there was no other human in the room. "Although necessary, they showed you great disrespect, and I can only hope for your forgiveness." Slowly, his tremendous figure moved through the room, pinpricks of light appearing from the incense he lit wherever he moved. "Machine spirit hear my prayers." He turned around, facing his armour. The displeasure... He could feel it radiating from the suit, the incense doing little to placate it. Although he had been as moderate in the application of the black as he could, it had still ended up being rather... Heavy handed. It had to be, for that was the nature of the Deathwatch, but he doubted the Deathwatch often had power armour with machine spirits this strong.

Mounted upon the wall was the removed right pauldron of the armour, left its original green and black. Replacing it was the new silver-and-black 'I' symbol- the Inquisition's own insignia staring back at him. Yet, despite all of the changes, there was still some familiarity. In the empty black space between the silver, he had received permission to show his honours, flames curling up to note his membership in the Fire of Ry'lan. Mounted underneath the power pack of the armour was his drakeskin cape, and emerging from it was his servo arm, the head currently in the shape of a simple claw gripper. It was a deceptively crude weapon, for he knew that the pressure such an attachment could exert was enough to crush ferrocrete as if it were an empty can.

Finishing with the requests to his armour, Lelandros would depart the room reluctantly- feeling the unpowered eyes of the helm behind him follow his movement out.

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"Observe." The instructor gestured towards the weapon in front of him. Lelandros had to say, rather rarely for him, that he was unfamiliar with the make of it.

"Is this xenostech?" He said, brow furrowing. It had a slightly egg-like barrel design, strange glyphs all over it, a drum-like magazine attached to one end and seemed to be studded with gemstones. His initial reaction was revulsion. It was an abberant thing, lacking a machine spirit, made by foriegn hands.

"It is indeed. Aeldari. Hazard a guess as to its usage." The instructor would indicate for Lelandros to pick it up, which he would do slowly. Turning the gun over in his hands, he would examine every facet of it as if it were any other weapon for him to strip and repair. He brought it close to his eyes, examing the grooves, the curves, the glyphs, anything that might glean some answers. The barrel seemed to be reinforced against vast quantities of heat, and the chamber of the weapon appeared to be a containment field of some kind.

"A plasma analogue?" He held it as if he was to fire, feeling the weight. "It seems too flimsy for that however..." He frowned. "A flamer perhaps?" No, it felt too light for that- and there was no slosh or shift in weight to indicate that there was liquid or chemical fuel within it. He looked to the instructor.

"You were not far off with your first estimate. This is a 'fusion gun,' as the Aeldari call it- a melta weapon used by their elite armour-hunting groups. Now... See if you can dissasemble it."

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"This is not a weapon." Lelandros looked up at the instructor, confusion evident on his face. "You have placed a pile of workshop miscasts into the shape of a stubber. Do you intend for me to make a stubber?" He could do that quite easily, yet when he reached for the weapon and picked it up, he found it was already welded together. Messily, by the looks of it.

"That junk is an orkish-made 'shoota.'" The inverted commas around the word were audiable. "It can easily punch through flak armour and render a guardsman unto the Emperor. Do not be fooled by its crude construction- these weapons can penetrate the weak spots of power armour and incapacitate Space Marines, and have done so countless times. Never forget- the Deathwatch was founded to contain the threat that is the Orks, and despite their lack of sophistication, they are a great and terrible threat indeed."

Lelandros looked at the gun, then, carefully, eased out a few of the moving parts. "There is no breechblock." He paused for a moment, examining it further. "I... Is there no sear? How... How does this gun..." It was rare that a Mars-trained Techmarine was ever at a loss for words, but this gun had successfully rendered Lelandros so.

"Orkish technology is... Ramshackle at best. From what little we understand of it, Orks appear to be able to make weapons work for them that would jam or fail entirely in the hands of anyone else. There is an Adeptus Mechanicus theory that you may have been exposed to that posits that without a Machine Spirit, Orkoids instead use some form of psychic powers to ensure their machinery works, and much as the Machine Spirit allowed for a Land Raider to operate without a crew, this psychic field allows otherwise worthless equipment to work. This theory has been indirectly supported by xenobiologists confirming Orkoids do, indeed, have race-wide psychic potential, however there are rare examples of non-Orks being able to use Orkoid equipment which puts this argument into doubt."

Lelandros shook his head. "Now then," the instructor continued. "As per previously. Dissasemble. Understand the inner workings- as crude as they are. Assess battlefield viability, and so on and so forth."

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After the ramshackle device he had analysed last, this new weapon, despite still being xenotech, was almost a relief to get his hands on. "What you now see is a Shas'la Pulse Rifle. The T'au have a more advanced understanding of plasma weaponry than the Imperium does, allowing them to fabricate these small arms. Despite being less powerful than Imperium plasma weaponry, they are safe and stable enough to be used as the standard equipment of T'au soldiers. Do not underestimate T'au- despite lacking the speed of the Aeldari or the brutality of the Orks, they more than make up for it with a combination of these and diciplined firepower. This weapon is fully capable of punching through power armour given the opportunity.

"If what you say is true, the T'au must be a formidable foe to face indeed... I have not had the opportunity to match them myself." There was a soberness to Lelandros' words, and he had to admit a very small part of him was impressed at standardised plasma equipment. That feeling was quickly crushed as he remembered the videos he had seen- T'au forces scything down human populations, rounding them up like cattle, dragging sargeants to kneel over ditches, then sliting their throats and letting them topple into the mud.

"Now. Dissasembly..."

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Lelandros had not had the opportunity to converse much with his fellows of Kill-Team Revas. As a forgepriest, he had spent much of his time in specialist training, sanctifying xenos weaponry, learning the ins and outs of their guns, how to make their vehicles run... And how to destroy them most effectively. Where to place his melta shots to atomise the crews, or what range bio-sculpted weapons were at their weakest. It had been a challenge- but the sort of challenge that one could relish and appreciate.

Now, he was dragged to the presence. A friendly bout, against other marines. Hm. "Very well." He said with a simple nod.