Little Bird

Lets be friends?? And make magic together.

What sorts of settings are you into?

Umbra: The Abyssal Connection (Post-Apocalyptic Sci-fi Adventure)

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Yes, or you can be a run-away test subject with an artifical connection made, giving you supernatural powers. And yes, a Wild is a spirit, or a monster, they can be corporeal or spectral. There's a lot of room to play with if you want to go that route.

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I am doing some edits to the CS, so I would need it re-submitted, if that's alright. ^^;

@Estylwen

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Umbra: The Abyssal Connection (Post-Apocalyptic Sci-fi Adventure)

Will you need those of us that have been in the first part to resubmit our characters?

"What Did They Do To Us?" - A Mysterious Supernatural Escape RP!!

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I can make a recruitment thread in the interest check section, for sure. Maybe we'll 'find' some survivors outside that can help us...

I'll have something up today or tomorrow for that.

Edit: Actually, on top of that, I would like to remake the thread so I can control it entirely. How do you both feel about moving to a new thread, @Qia, @Wayward?

I'd probably call it part 2...

@Estylwen

I'd say we finish up the part we're on now and then get a new thread up and running.

Maybe get a Discord going?

"What Did They Do To Us?" - A Mysterious Supernatural Escape RP!!

Hey. So are we considering this RP open to new players? Or just moving forward with the three of us?

Tales Of Endoroth (A Slice Of Life MMO Roleplay)

I'm interested.

Are you open to integrating subplots where the 'players' interact outside of the game world?

"What Did They Do To Us?" - A Mysterious Supernatural Escape RP!!

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D huffed and scoffed at the scientist. His eyes darted rapidly beteen the guards. His inner voice beckoned "Try me!" Earlier, a challenge might have paid off. Whatever the goons had done to do him in the last time wouldn't work when... or if... his surge of strength rediscovered him. But for the time being, the device the soldiers had used continued to dull that power. D hoped it was just temporary; he was starting to worry that the whole thing had been a fluke caused by adrenaline or something, and the lingering throb in his fist stood in testament to that. He dropped his arms loosely to his side and nodded, first to VV and then to the scientists.

They had all, for what it was worth, survived the previous experiments done on them. There was no reason for D to suspect any different; it was evident that they meant more to the scientist alive than dead. He followed into the D-Wing, past veiled gurneys and closed operating rooms. He landed compliantly upon an operating table before the anesthesia lowered him into the dark of sleep.

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You belong to me.

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D awoke upon a metal gurney, still cold despite the fact that he had seemingly been upon it for some time. His head throbbed in sharp pain as the vision returned to his eyes. The scene his eyes opened to echoed that which he had seen under anesthesia. Had he died? He knew that couldn't be it; how would he be here if he had?

He felt a single droplet running from his eye and along his cheek as he turned his head in towards the others. He made to wipe the tear from his face, finding his arm reach just short as it pulled against the chain and cuff that restrained him; his was considerably thicker than that of the other, meaning the labcoats were aware of his strength. "Fuck!" He breathed out the barely audible curse, twisting his hand into a more comfortable position.

He became aware of the nurse sitting at the center of the quad of gurneys. The nurse went on about some dark, hooded figure they were deal with. VV sounded unsure if they could, and A protested. D let out a half-chuckle. "Well," he said, waving a restrained hand. "If it gets us off these slabs, and some time out of this shithole, I say, why not?" He gazed a full circle around to VV, A, and Pia, his expression one of reassurance. He settled onto the woman between them. "I'm in."

"What Did They Do To Us?" - A Mysterious Supernatural Escape RP!!

Will post tonight. Was busy outdoors over the weekend.

The Misfit Crew (ver. 2.1)

Cait skimmed through her menu as Vincent mused about ditching the states. The thought had crossed her mind just before she joined him a few states back. Crossing the Atlantic seemed like a pipe dream. Canada was enticing, though she preferred not to venture there if only for the fact that it would mean having to endure winter at some point; she'd only use Canada as a stepping stone to go elsewhere. She nodded in silent agreement when Anita suggested counting it out as an option.

She made a second nod before looking to the server. "I'll just have the chicken tenders and fries. Ranch dressing on the side... and a sweet tea for a drink... and waters for the table please." She handed him the menu and turned back to Vincent.

"We'll need some money if we're gonna get out of the States." She spoke matter-of-factly. Her left hand drifted to her pocket, where her wallet was tucked in a closed zipper. She had pulled most of her savings before she bailed from California; it was best to do it first, so They wouldn't be able to pin her movements across the country through card swipes. It was still fat and full, as she had been meticulous about not spending unless it was for food and water. She had to make it last as best she could. "And by a little, I mean a lot. Especially if we're gonna try to cross the ocean. Moreso if we want pay under the table... which we probably should." Cait had made good on her resolve to not leave an electronic footprint, and she wasn't about to back down from that.

She leaned back and stretched her back against the booth seat. "I say, if we're gonna make tracks to another country, we dip to Mexico."

Formula: Anti-Gravity (An F1 Drive to Survive inspired, Slice of Life, Cyberpunkish/Solarpunkish RP)

I'm interested