malmshodes

An Isekai Adventure

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An Isekai Adventure

Hi there!
Anyone up for an Isekai style adventure, because I know I am!
So I've got a few ideas, but these are just the basic outlines for the rps. They still need a lot of work as far as the nitty-gritty goes.

Keep in mind that all the ideas below will be shonen style power fantasies.

Also keep in mind I'm still working on the power systems so help in figuring them out would be appreciated ^^

The Inferno Labrynth

Imagine dying and going to hell. Then imagine everyone else dying and going to hell. Now imagine everyone dying and going to hell, but learning there's hope.

Which is basically the story in a nutshell. Our characters weren't saints, but they weren't entirely without merit. So the god of the world tells them they're starting off at the worst possible place, and if they can make it through then they'll find salvation.

Nextus City

A city built around an entry point for the newly reincarnated. These "Born-agains" are drafted as soon as they touched down into the city's special "Born-Again Task Force" or the BAT.

So basically everyone who is reincarnated is given a "gift" by the god of reincarnation,, and sent to a world where they're basically turned into slaves and expected to solve all the city's problems. Which the city is able to do by evolving its advanced technology around controlling the Born-agains.

Rules
1. I can add or edit rules as I see fit
2. Communicate. If you have a problem please tell me. If you have to leave let me know.
3. I'm willing to do romance or smut but only FXF
4. I only main as OCs. I might side cannons. My partners are free to play whoever they want.
5. As far as posting I shoot for once a day but I'm aware that's not possible for everyone.
6. Replies should be between two to five paragraphs.
7. While we're on how to reply, please make sure you move the plot forwards in some way. Don't just say things like "She was trapped in a cell" for five replies straight, or Describe how much the pain in her side hurt, etc, etc. This isn't DND and I'm not the GM. We're partners in this.

One Piece - Here we are

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An isekai multiver rp

Hey guys, gals, and everything between! How's it going today!
My name is malmshodes and I've come here to roleplay, and chew gum, and I'm all out of gum. Also roleplays, which is why I'm here at the moment.

So my idea is simple, our characters die, and end up in a sort of hub for the universe, multiverse. At the hub, we'll find a special ability and then as we posts, we'll be able to buy new skills and abilities (we'll need to work out the specifics.)
So we'll go from world to world, collecting abilities and solving wrongs. Etc. Etc.
At least that's what I've got as far as an initial premise, but I'm open to ideas.
Anyways hit me up if you're interested.

The Epic of Beginnings - Fragments of a weathered scroll

@Rune_AlchemistWas i mentioned at all or did i mess up when i updated my CS in the character section?

The Epic of Beginnings - Fragments of a weathered scroll

Abigail D

Name:Abigail D
Gender: Female
Goals: To be the hero she always wanted to be.
Past Life: Due to medical neglect and a drunk doctor at a cheap hospital, Abigail's spine was injured at birth, preventing her from her ever being able to walk. Which was hard in itself, but to complicate matters was the fact her parents were both busy, always off on one of their multiple jobs, leaving Abigail either in the care of family, daycare, or in some cases by herself. As the years went on Abigail found herself alone more and more often. So as, by the time she was seven, she could cook, clean, and go out on her own.

To many, this form of living would've been lonely and soul crushing, but that wasn't the case for Abigail. Early on she was introduced to comics, and from there she found herself thrust into one hell of an obsession. Which in her sparked one hell of an imagination. Before long she she was drawing her own comics and telling strangers stories about her wonderful characters living in worlds of her own making, worlds were heroes stood tall, villains were smashed against the stone, and people with broken backs didn't always have to be broken.
In her adult years she made a living in a variety of creativity jobs like copywritting, novels, and a few comic series.

Abigail met her end, trying to emulate the heroes of the pages, rushing into a burning building, to pull out a few toddlers she was sure ran in to save their cat. In the end she couldn't find any of them..
Abilities:
Physical Conditioning: Peak human
Your body is naturally tough, durable, and strong. The pinnacle of human physical strength, endurance, and agility. Keep training, and surely you can surpass even stronger beings.
Soul Flare: The ability to turn ones soul into a weapon itself. Needed for most basic magical feats. Channel the mana present in the air through your body to achieve great feats. Allows one to interact with supernatural things, and perceive things others may not.
Ability gained: Healing prayer
Clasp your hands together and channel your entire being towards healing. This ability can heal nearly everything - curses, diseases, severe wounds, perhaps even more ethereal afflictions. It is however, extremely exhausting upon you to use. It can either work in a five meter radius, or via touch - with the touch method being less taxing to perform.
Inventory:

The Epic of Beginnings - Fragments of a weathered scroll

Abigail D

Name:Abigail D
Gender: Female
Goals: To be the hero she always wanted to be.
Past Life: Due to medical neglect and a drunk doctor at a cheap hospital, Abigail's spine was injured at birth, preventing her from her ever being able to walk. Which was hard in itself, but to complicate matters was the fact her parents were both busy, always off on one of their multiple jobs, leaving Abigail either in the care of family, daycare, or in some cases by herself. As the years went on Abigail found herself alone more and more often. So as, by the time she was seven, she could cook, clean, and go out on her own.

To many, this form of living would've been lonely and soul crushing, but that wasn't the case for Abigail. Early on she was introduced to comics, and from there she found herself thrust into one hell of an obsession. Which in her sparked one hell of an imagination. Before long she she was drawing her own comics and telling strangers stories about her wonderful characters living in worlds of her own making, worlds were heroes stood tall, villains were smashed against the stone, and people with broken backs didn't always have to be broken.
In her adult years she made a living in a variety of creativity jobs like copywritting, novels, and a few comic series.

Abigail met her end, trying to emulate the heroes of the pages, rushing into a burning building, to pull out a few toddlers she was sure ran in to save their cat. In the end she couldn't find any of them..
Abilities:
Inventory:

The Epic of Beginnings - An Isekai Adventure/Civ builder

Is there still any space for this?

One Piece: Dreams of Paradise

Grace tilted her head at the man who was sliding through the window in his logia form. Bullets of water splashed harmlessly behind him. Well, harmlessly to everything, but for the flames which threatened to set the entire place up in flames. Which was Grace considered a win. Hands in her pockets she watched the man's retreat.

Unsure of what the variables or history was in regards to the situations, Grace started to feel like there was perhaps something she should be doing. After all, standing on the sidelines and watching people get hurt or try to get hurt, was paramount to doing harm herself. Frowning, she squeezed her fist. There was a flash of light in her eyes as she set her mind to 110%. Frowning she disappeared to sight and reappeared to snatch up the piece of paper, with the bounty of the logia user, and brought it up for a closer look.

By and large Roam was the greater of two evils, especially since she didn't notice any of the others around's pictures on the bounty walls. Which meant, at the absolute minimum, the opposing individuals hadn't done anything the world government blamed them for. She watched the man slipping through the window seal.

"He's gone." She said, crumpling the wanted poster and dropping the waded parchment on the ground. "Didn't seem you guys came very close."

One Piece: Dreams of Paradise

Argin Kingdom

A long figure stood on the docks. Calm and serene, in a cloak that billowed with the breeze. Before her, drifting off to sea was a boat. Upon that boat there was a roaring flame which quickly engulfed the wooden vessel. The wind was in the cloaked figures favor, and quickly pushed the ship out to sea. The further away it was from the docks, and curious eyes, the better. If the variables were in her favor, the ship Grace stole from the marines wouldn't be found soon, and if she was really lucky, it would be found far enough by people who weren't fans of the world government and so would leave the ship to rot were it was. Sighing, the figure shook her head. Piloting a ship was something she had some know how in regards to, thanks to the myriad of books she'd grown up with, but it just wasn't practical, not with a single person. If she wanted to get further in the grand line, and then out to the new world, she'd have to align herself with a crew that was heading in the same direction. Shrugging off the death of the ideal situation, the figure turned and headed into the town, certain an opportunity would present itself. After all, there was a great big world of adventurers, and it appeared they were all restless. No doubt she'd find someone going her way. Then, it was just a matter of going with them as far as she could until either a better opportunity presented itself, or the current situation included too many negative variables to make worth the risk.

Grace headed deeper into the kingdom until her stomach started growling. When was the last time she ate? A day, maybe two? Strange how she was able to leave her home on a whim and pilot a vessel she'd never seen before, but couldn't remember when her last meal was. The outside world was a strange, and possibly wondrous place indeed. As she continued down the small road she caught the smell of something that doubled the pain in her stomach. Eyes closed she raised her nose to the air and sniffed gingerly. It was close.

Stopping to look around, Grace eyed the immediate area, and an old tavern looking structure caught her eye. On it was a sign that said the old dread in. That would be her first destination. She detected a seediness about it as she closed the distance, a fact that was all but confirmed as she noted a man coming out, with what looked like a drunkern in tow. There was a part of her, deep down that warned it might be wise to try somewhere else for a meal, but that was quickly silenced by another rumble in her tummy.

Hand on the door, she pushed inside and was met with silence, and the sight of a stranger in a cloak, talking with a group of individuals who were paying rapt attention to her, or at least one, in a cloak was paying rapt attention to her. The other man was watching with something akin to interested disinterest. Strange how nobody in the room seemed to care, but her eyes immediately zoomed in on the table. Without hesitating Grace stepped towards the group.

"I'm sorry to be so forward" Grace stopped and noted the paper with the blade in it. "But what's going on here?"