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Just a casual roleplayer who likes many genres. Sometimes, I get bored or busy, so please forgive me.

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Yet another person made their way up the small hill they were all standing on who appeared to a part of their make-shift adventuring group; this one appeared to be quite flamboyant in appearance rather than intimidating, and they also seemed to be suffering from heat exhaustion due to the helmet he was wearing.

Rem could see he was addressing the Kingsman so she stood in comfortable silence until something caught her off guard: the which, of whom she missed the introduction of, reached out to grab the traveler's tail. Her eyes grew in horror at the disrespectful act and she felt herself move closer despite herself.

"Ah, lass." Rem coaxed, "I really wouldn't if I were you, folks typically don't like it when you go pulling on their tails." She calmed down a little seeing as it was a gentle hold rather than a harsh grab that a child would use.

In her other ear Rem could hear serious talk of plagues and having to burn one's home down. She gulped at the severity of another party member's situation, realizing that not everyone was here just to get paid.
oh, good. I was afraid no one would reply.
The Dead of Winter



You never really thought this would happen, it still doesn't seem real. Zombies were only supposed to be in movies and video games, right? Well you supposed you were wrong about that. The infection hit mid-November, and there was mass panic, naturally. People were dying in the streets and turned into those...those things. People who couldn't find it in them to kill what used to be their loved ones were the first to go and got gunned down like the rest. It's late December now, and you're basically snowed in to an abandoned factory with people you barely know and you're not sure you can trust because it was the only available safe place. It seems that only people with questionable morals remain, and you're not sure what that says about yourself. Not all hope is lost because there's a few spots you can hit up for resources around the town, but there's zombies everywhere and you know you'll freeze to death if you stay outside too long. You'll have to learn to work together with these suspicious strangers that may or may not have hidden agendas of their own.

Hello, so I've been itching to do an action suspense RP for a while now, and I wanted to see if anyone else would be interested in this concept or not. It would primarily be a psychological roleplay that focuses on the relationships and discourse between the characters and their struggle to stay alive rather than being a killing spree like Lollypop Chainsaw or something.

I was also thinking it might be interesting if the characters had secrets and agendas of their own to add layers to their character dynamic or something. I dunno.

Anyway, I just thought this'd be fun. If enough interest, I'll make an OOC thread and post a template for character sheets.

Thanks

It seems like a lot of people are on now, that's good. Too bad I have to leave soon. Ugh.
Rem followed Artemis up the hill, catching the invite as it was carelessly thrown back to her. Not here to make friends, I see Rem noted, yep, she definitely reminds me of previous clients.

As the sun began to rise, she began to hear the beginning of the hustle and bustle of the town behind her. Rem let out a sigh in relief that she wasn't still in that maze of a city, she already felt claustrophobic back there and a crowd would only make things worse. Rem shuddered thinking about how much she hated crowds; she had learned to tolerate them in a market setting, but anywhere else, crowds led to judgmental staring, hateful glances, confrontation, and all other sorts of things that made her hair stand on end.

The hill she climbed wasn't very steep so she immediately saw the people she supposed she was to meet up with.

The first person she noticed nearly stopped her in her tracks; he was an absolutely majestic demon of which the likes she had never seen before: first of all, he was massive -over a foot taller than her- and second of all, he had antlers rather than horns. Rem had to stop herself from allowing her eyes to widen, and she feel deeply ashamed that she allowed herself to stare when she herself hated the action so.

He must be royal she thought, taking note of the other people. The second person to catch her eye had just announced himself and he appeared to be some soft of Lycan...a sickly looking Lycan at that. Nevertheless, she felt somewhat relieved that there was someone who was at least a little bit like her...even if he smelled like death. The third person-er-thing to catch her eye was a peacock with snakes instead of feathers, she then noticed the rather interesting woman she was with. There was also two human men, one looked blindingly chipper she might add, and a haughty looking witch.

Rem settled next to the man who addressed himself as Polaris and waived to the party members with her signature lax smile, waiting for an opportunity to introduce herself.
Well, ships have started, I see. That's always good.
Rem didn't put up much of a struggle as the young woman yanked free from her hold, tossing the apple back where it belonged, luckily without alerting who she stole it from. The irritated grunt and roll of her eyes was a sign that she had wounded this young woman's pride. A career criminal, most likely she noted. Normally, Rem made a habit not to be so nosy, but she knew her mother would skin her hide if she ever found out her daughter allowed a street hoodlum to disrespect a fellow shopkeeper in trade.

Lost in thought, she was off guard enough to allow the young thief to snatch the map from her hands. She opened her mouth to object before seeing the girl's eyes skim over the map in interest. Ah, I suppose she was hired too. Well, maybe a city-slicker like this sprout could read that thing better than I could...especially if she knows her way around this claustrophobic place.

"Your name?" the young woman asked, catching Rem off guard. She supposed the young lady did know some manners...kind of. This girl began to remind her of some previous clients.

"I'm Rem, protection for hire if you will."

Rem tentatively crept through the winding streets of the royal streets, squinting at her map. Normally she was quite good with directions, but the tall buildings and parallel streets gave her a feeling of vertigo, not to mention her "map" was just crudely scribbled to the back of her invite.

A sudden noise made her ear flick up in the direction of it's source, and Rem thanked the Lord that both her hood was up and that there was no one around. It was odd though, she could have sworn it sounded like some sort of disagreement between humans when no one should be up yet. Letting her curiosity, Rem scooted through a thin alley-way to take a peek at what was making such a ruckus at such an early time.

Once she was through, she saw that there were indeed people out and about. A bar that had just closed, perhaps? Getting a little closer, she looked back at her "map" and decided that this would probably work as a shortcut to her destination. It wasn't until she nearly passed the place by that she noticed a stray hand grab an apple and attempt to hide it.

Rem quickly caught the girl's hand behind her back and leaned her face in close so she could whisper "ah ah, stealing isn't good, Miss; people worked hard to grow these apples. Besides, the man you took this from doesn't appear to be the forgiving type." She finished, pointing to who appeared to be the barkeep, a large balding man with a handlebar mustache and muttonchops, who looked like 250 lbs of solid muscle.
Rem Saurpelt


(Human form)


(True form)


I can assure you I'm not in the slightest bit sketchy


Full Name: Rem Saurpelt
Nickname(s): Remmy
Gender: Female
Age: 23

General Appearance: Differs slightly from the picture. Rem has a long, choppy bob the color of her fur and amber eyes. She has a slim, athletic build with toned arms and legs that help her move as a brisk pace in combat. KItsune's, however, are not known for their height, so she stands at a modest 5'4" in height. If discovered to be a kitsune and generally comfortable around her company, she will sport two fluffy orange and black ears on the top of her head, and a orange and while tail with black accents.

Species: Kitsune
About Species: A fox creature of legend, known to have shapeshifting abilities and a mischievous personalities, these creatures, like dragons, grow in power as they age. Each tail they grow is a sign of their power, only for them to die after growing their tenth tail. Most kitsune hide their true forms in favor of a human shape due to them having a bad rap for being seen as untrustworthy creatures with the ability of witchcraft.

Weapon(s):
Glaive- The favored weapon of her father, so it was the first thing e taught her how to use. Rem likes her glaive because it allows a safe distance between her and her opponent, typically making her get hit less. She can't do any fancy tricks with it or anything, but it's sturdy and does it's job well.

Swords: As a defensive fighter, Rem uses a long sword in her left hand (her dominant hand) and a short sword with her right hand. The dual weapon stance allows her to act nimbly, disarm her opponents, and block. Though it is harder to catch an attack aimed at her ally with sword than with her long glaive, she can now easily duck in front of them with a much greater speed.

Long bow: Though it's not her go-to weapon, Rem does carry a long bow. She hadn't used the weapon in a while since her gigs as a bodyguard had required her to stand IN FRONT of people rather than a distance behind them. However, she's far from rusty with it since her kitsune eyes are as accurate as an eagle when it comes to locking on to targets.

Shield: She carries a simple wooden shield on her back to avoid getting stabbed there.

Abilities: shapeshifting (it's not very powerful since she has only one tail, she can shift between a human and a fox with relative ease, but once she grows another tail, her fox form will be larger and more powerful), minor illusionary magic, and the ability to see through illusions (magic induced darkness, other shapeshifters, ect.)

Reason: Short on cash, body guarding jobs haven't been paying as well as they used to.

Brief Personality && Biography Description: Rem has an overall lax personality and an aloof disposition. She's not rude or anything, but you can tell she put up a wall, making her hard to read or connect to. There's a slightly mysterious air about her, and that cheesy smile she always has plastered on her face along with her carefree attitude makes people wonder if she's actually taking her job seriously or not. She has a dry, sarcastic sense of humor and a rather defensive fighting style, opting to act as back up or defending wounded party members rather than charging up front and getting off big hits and glory. Rem had to move around a lot as kid, since every time her family would be discovered as kitsune, it would be near impossible to find business in that town. Her father adopted the career of a bodyguard while her mom settled into working as a merchant since she could lure customers in with her smooth talking and personable smile. Both her parents taught her the art of their trade so she could make it out in the world once she got old enough to leave home, so not only can she fight, but she knows her way around the market and get the best deals.

Additional Information: Rem normally stays in her human form, but will reflexively shift into a fox if she feels absolute fear in order to make her self a smaller target that's far more nimble. If she feels comfortable around the company she's in, her fox ears and tail will show, but will disappear when strangers arrive.

  • Fried tofu is her favorite food. It is an absolute staple in the kitsune diet.
  • she hates green tea and is a big baby when it comes to eating bitter things.
  • she's allergic to bee stings, she can remain calm around honey and bumblebees, but any insect in the wasp family makes her hide behind anyone close to her.
  • She'll attempt to laugh like a regular human most the time, but when she's caught off-guard by a joke, her laugh becomes the raucous chittering noise foxes make when playing with each other (I think it's called gekkering).
I'm fine with whatever
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