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@Sailorsadie
I’m assuming by shape-shifter that you mean a werewolf or other similar creature, which would be perfectly acceptable. Also a skinwalker is a creature I don’t see too often in a RP, and as such I would be totally down for having it in this RP.

@WhiteAngel25
So I would totally love a mummy being in this RP as the original premise for it was the classic movie monsters in modern day. The dark fae would also work. I’m hesitant about the Kitsune as I don’t know a lot about them and I’m wondering if they fit in the horror archetype. However, if you could explain how they fit in amongst the other monsters, I’ll probably allow you to play a Kitsune.

@Qia
Glad that another person is interested. I don’t have a problem with either a banshee or other spirit of some kind, as I think it would be cool to have a character that can become intangible.

As for anyone else reading this, we are still welcoming players. There are plenty of monster types available. If you like the classic monsters, there’s still Frankenstein’s Monster, the Wolfman, and the Creature from the Black Lagoon available. Or if you like more modern stuff you could be a Demon, an alien stranded on Earth, or even the Antichrist (which I remember being a character in the original iteration of this RP). Or you could be something completely different. Pretty much if it’s a monster that doesn’t have god like power and would be interested in what’s going on on Earth, they would probably fit.
Bumping the thread.

@rocketrobie2 @Mistress Dizzy
Any update on your guys’ character sheet? If you need help with it, please let me know.

Also if anyone else is interested in participating, feel free to jump in. You don’t need a ton of Star Wars knowledge to be in this RP, and Fate Core is easy to learn and I’m happy to answer any questions about the system.
@Havoccultist
I actually did read the Lovecraft wiki pages for all three characters you had mentioned, just to make sure they were who I was thinking of. As for Hastur, from what I understand about him I don't think he's a god fit for this. However, that is not to say that he won't be in this RP, as (SPOILERS) I was planning some Lovecraft related stuff for this RP.

So I would say either go with the toned down Nyarlathotep or the original eldritch being you mentioned.
@Sailorsadie
Glad that you’re interested. Do you have any character concept in mind or at least what kind of monster you want to be?

@Havoccultist
Glad that you also have an interest in this. While I’m not super familiar with all the beings of the Cthulhu mythos, out of the three mentioned, I believe Nyarlathotep would probably work the best, or you could create an original eldritch being. The only problem with these kind of characters is that they exist on cosmic level and might not have any real stake in what is going on on Earth. But if you reworked Nyarlathotep a little bit, maybe toning down his powers, I could see him as a member of the Council of Night.


THE PLOT


There are things that go bump in the night. Since before humanity has existed, there have been creatures of utter horror, twisted things that should not exist. For untold millenniums, these beings have operated in the shadows, preying on humankind, all the while making it seem like they didn’t exist.

It is only within the last few centuries that these monsters began to come together. Initiated by a young Count turned Vampire, named Dracula, this unification of monster kind started with just like species. Vampire with Vampire, Werewolf with Werewolf. But Count Dracula had a grander vision, one of supernatural creatures manipulating the human world from the shadows. It is with this in mind that he formed the Council of Night.

Comprised of leaders from many different supernatural communities, the Council of Night ruled over all monsters, creating laws and treaties to abide under. This authoritative power was maintained by Dracula. Called the Prince of Darkness by some, Dracula held much sway over all the different monsters. It was only with him as the head that the Council of Night could exist.

The only problem is that Count Dracula disappeared a week ago. However, only a few key members of the Council of Night are aware of this. Called by Dracula to attend a meeting at his castle, these Council members would suddenly find themselves in charge of the Council of Night. However, without the power of Count Dracula to cement their rule, can these creatures maintain control over all the other monsters?



PLAYER ROLE


So each player will be playing a supernatural creature, or otherwise horror type character, who is a member of the Council of Night. While this was initially inspired by the old Universal Monster Movies, I am opening this up to a wider array of monsters. Pretty much anything that has been in a horror movie and is able to have advanced thought and speech, would fit.

It was also probably fit better if your character had a way of hiding amongst humans. Whether this be magic, shape-shifting, invisibility, or other means, they will need to blend in as this is set in modern day.



NOTES


So this is actually based on a RP I was in briefly several years back. I have since lost the link to it and I’ve even forgotten who ran it. However, it did pop up back into my mind a few days ago, as I’ve been in a major horror kick. I do remember that in the previous iteration that I was playing Graf Orlok from Nosferatu, a character I’ll still play for this.

This will be a love letter to all the classic monster films of any classic era, ranging all the way from the 1920s to the 1980s. Basically if you’ve ever wanted to play the villain, the horrible thing killing everyone, this is your game.

So is anyone interested in a modern day horror thriller, starring the classic movie monsters? There will be action, conspiracies, and of course, horror. Will you try and find Count Dracula, or will you try and seize power in his absence? And what will become of the Council of Night?

If this sounds fun, please let me know. Also I’m open to any questions about the setting or acceptable characters.
I love that Rush. It never actually occurred to me that I could just make an opening text crawl. I'm glad that you're this excited for the game.


@Teyao @Kumbaris @Dead Cruiser @Mendicant Bias @The Muse @Emeth @Vox Angelis

Valentin had only wait a few seconds before his question was answered. A beautiful woman with pointed ears explained that the mission was to defeat the god ruler of this world. So Valentin figured that he was correct in thinking that this was a suicide mission. The only god Valentin had actually met was Abyssius, a being of seemingly unlimited power. He could not fathom how this group of mortals could even dare face a god, even with their various champion’s blessings.

“Perhaps we should stock up on supplies,” stated Sir Adolis as he floated around the room.

Valentin turned to face his ancestor, essentially ignoring the greetings of the other champions. He saw that the spirit was correct in there being supplies in the room. Wherever they had come to in this world seemed to be a supply room, with several boxes strewn about, an unknown alphabet adorning them.

Just as Valentin was about to open a box, he heard another champion call him a necromancer and mention his spirits. Valentin paused to wonder if it was that obvious that he communed with spirits, though it was the description of him as a necromancer that got under his skin. Back on Ysten, necromancers were considered the worst of all the mages, having raised the zombie horde that ravaged the land.

“I’m not a necromancer,” Valentin stated, “I simply have the sight. There is a difference.”

Valentin didn’t wait for a reply, instead going back to the box in front of him. He was surprised to find it full of weapons, specifically firearms. Prior to right now Valentin had never held one, as only the Constructs had wielded them back on Ysten. Valentin briefly thought of taking one with him, but then he remembered the stories of how dangerous they could be to the untrained.

Placing the firearm back, Valentin saw the woman warrior down the elixir, an incredibly foolish thing to do unless she could actually read the language used in this world. Another woman champion explained that it was a potion that increased Ki, which apparently meant mana, in the drinker. Unfortunately that was of no use to Valentin as his abilities were not directly tied to mana.

“What about this stuff?” squawked Edgar.

Valentin walked over to his familiar in the corner of the room, who was perched on a dusty shelf. Below the Raven was a case filled with herbs and tinctures. Valentin was surprised to see some plants he knew, apparently growing on both Ysten and this world. The Dhampir began to pocket the more useful plants and brews. There was even a bottle filled with liquid that Valentin knew would explode when thrown.

As Valentin rose and walked back over to the other champions, it seemed that everyone else had gathered what they wanted. The champion who could read this world’s language then threw open the doors of the building, revealing a destroyed city nestled under a thick blanket of gray sky.

However, before Valentin could step outside, he heard the whisperings of some being. For a second he believed it to be a spirit, yet Valentin saw none around him. The Dhampir began to walking toward where he thought where the voice had come from, only to find the lady with two different eye colors exiting a side room, some small item in her hand. As he could no longer hear the voice, Valentin turned around and rejoined the other champions.

As they walked through the streets of the decaying city, the girl who seemed to be the lead champion explained that her world’s version of this city held 37 million people, a number Valentin couldn’t wrap his head around. On Ysten the biggest cities were the moving ones, which held about 2 million at most, and there was less than a dozen of those cities. Again Valentin wondered if his world was just that primitive.

“Do you sense it?” whispered Adolis into his descendant’s ear, “Death is everywhere, and yet no spirits.”

Valentin had noticed it, but was keeping his mouth shut. Some kind of mass death had occurred in this city, leaving a spiritual wound on it. And yet there were no spirits about, almost as if they were avoiding this area.

“I did see that. Perhaps it has to do with the corruption Abyssius mentioned,” replied Valentin.

The two Deng men’s conversation was cut short when the lead champion ordered everyone to draw their weapons. Valentin complied, pulling out his rapier as Sir Adolis readied himself. Sure enough, in front of them was a man in ornate armor with a massive sword in his hand. Apparently he was Hachiman, a war god.

“It just had to be a god, didn’t it,” muttered Valentin.

Before he could say another word, Hachiman engaged the lead champion, who stated that his sword could cut through anything. After a few exchanging of strikes, the champion requested help. A champion calling herself the war queen obliged, jumping into the battle.

“Maybe a little help Sir Adolis?” said Valentin.

The ghost nodded before combining with the Dhampir, there two beings becoming one. Suddenly Valentin’s grip on the rapier became stronger as it began to feel like an extension of his body. Now Sir Adolis spoke within Valentin’s mind.

“I suggest we offer support. I don’t think we’re exactly right for the front line in this battle,” the voice of Adolis boomed in Valentin’s head.

As they combined, the different eyed woman did some sort of blood spell, revealing the weak points on Hachiman. With a huff, Valentin charged with his rapier alongside the ever shifting champion. The two champions seemed to have picked out two different highlighted spots, as they dashed at the war god.

“May your blade strike true!” shouted Edgar as he encircled the battle from above.

Valentin prayed that would happen as he thrust his rapier at the weak point in the god’s armor. Thankfully it seemed that he was focused on the more powerful champions, though Valentin was prepared to jump away if Hachiman brought his blade anywhere near him.
I'm back from my trip and have done a first post with the Ray and Steel. I'm intending that right now the Ray doesn't know anybody, while Steel is familiar with the Superman family related characters, seeing as they operate in the same city.
Raymond Terrill, better known as the Ray, at least in his hometown, was amazed by the size of the Hall of Justice. The grandeur of the structure instilled a sense of importance about the Justice League to Raymond, telling him that these heroes were serious business. He still couldn’t believe that he was invited here, the building where the world’s greatest heroes gathered. Or at least they used to, as Raymond had been informed that they had moved into a satellite orbiting the Earth. But the fact remained that these were hallowed grounds, and Raymond was just glad to walk them.

Like the old man that he was, Raymond’s father Langford had insisted on coming early. Raymond only agreed to the early arrival because he thought that it would give him a chance to meet some League members before the gala started. However he wasn’t even allowed into the Hall early, instead waiting on a nearby lawn with the press. Though he was in his superhero garb, not one journalist tried to interview Raymond. Apparently the hero of Vanity, Oregon was too obscure for the big press to care about.

Like most of the other gathered people, Raymond tried his best to spot any superheroes coming and going from the Hall of Justice. However, all he saw was support staff who were changing the Hall from a museum into a gala. And thus Raymond just waited outside for several hours, not really listening to his father’s tale of how the last time he was in the capital was when the government forced the Justice Society to disband. It was a story he had heard several times since learning about the legacy of the Ray.

Eventually the doors opened, and people began to stream in. Raymond and his father were some of the first in as they had special League passes. Once the initial smattering of heroes were inside the Hall, the other special guests began to enter. Raymond and his father took a seat at one of the tables, close enough to see the celebrities entering the Hall. Raymond’s eyes were immediately drawn to the very striking Lady Gaga. While his super-sheltered upbringing meant he didn’t know a lot of celebrities, Raymond did love Lady Gaga’s music.

As Raymond’s eyes were fixated on her, Langford noticed and told him to go mingle and have fun. Not needing anymore permission, Raymond rose to his feet and began to walk over to the pop star. He had a million things he wanted to say to her, but found that he couldn’t formulate the words in his head. But before he could make a fool of himself, Raymond saw Lady Gaga ushered away, talking to another celebrity he wasn’t familiar with.

Left by himself, Raymond would look around for someone to talk to. As he wasn’t too good at interacting with others, due to lack of experience, he thought that this would be a perfect opportunity to perfect the skill. So he wandered over to the first group of superheroes, recognizing several of them from online videos.

“Hey guys, I’m the Ray,” said Raymond, feeling immediately awkward, “I don’t know if you’ve heard of me. I’m kind of a big deal in Vanity. Uh..that’s a city in Oregon.”

Raymond nervously rubbed the back of his helmet. He wondered if the other heroes would write him off like the media did. But he was trying to stay positive and put himself out there.




This was not Natasha’s first time at the Hall of Justice. Back when she used to live in Washington D.C. she would visit all the time. Of course that mostly stopped when the Justice League transitioned to the Watchtower base. After that it was mostly just a museum of things she had seen before.

As such she decided to arrive fashionably late. Instead of waiting outside the Hall of Justice with the large crowd, Natasha took to the skies. With a fully charged Steel suit, Natasha could of circled the capital for days. However, she was going to keep it brief this time, maybe about an half hour. So she had BORIS send her flight path to the FAA, as most responsible flying heroes did. While she could get away with zooming across the sky in Metropolis, here in Washington, they were a little more cautious of who was in the sky.

So Natasha zipped through the clouds, the sky darkening as she did so, telling her that it was getting closer to the start of the gala. Still, Natasha decided to remain late, as she didn’t want to run into her uncle. While she loved the man, John Henry and her had been in a tiff lately. Natasha wanted out from under the shadow of the original Steel, considering changing her codename and leaving Metropolis. John Henry on the other hand wanted things to stay the same way.

Natasha considered stopping at the Lincoln Memorial for guidance, as so many people do, but decided against it as she saw the time in her suit’s HUD. While she wanted to arrive late, she didn’t want to be that late. So she turned around in mid air, her thrusters taking her back to the Hall of Justice.

Landing among the various stretch limos, Natasha tried to sneak in, avoiding the paparazzi. Luckily for her, Snoop Dogg was entering around the same time, drawing all the press’s attention. With as little noise as possible while wearing a metal suit, Natasha crept into the gala. Based on the time in her HUD, she knew that Superman would be speaking very soon.

However, as she had a few minutes before that, Natasha felt like hanging out with someone she knew. As she looked around the Hall, she spotted her uncle, who she still didn’t feel like talking to. Instead she went over to the three super-kids, as she called them. They were standing with Nightwing, Kid Flash, and some heroes that Natasha didn’t recognize.

“So some party,” said Natasha as she rested her Kinetic Hammer on the floor.

But before she could continue with small talk, she noticed the dark figure of Batman approaching.




The Caped Crusader cut both Raymond and Natasha’s attempt at conversing short as he motioned for the assembled heroes to follow him. They exited the main gala area through a utility hallway and entered the main security room. While Natasha had seen this room before when her uncle was stationed here, it was all new to Raymond.

As Batman handed the assembled heroes earpieces, he stated that apparently they were Junior Squad. Natasha groaned on the inside, as she did remember Superman saying Batman might do something like this when she was being invited to this event. Raymond on the other hand was just happy to be involved, this Junior Squad being his first team up experience.

The Caped Crusader then asked if anyone had questions, and as Raymond did, he asked, “So are we expecting trouble? I mean who would try anything? We’ve got the whole Justice League here, plus almost every other hero.”

Natasha decided to remain silent. She thought that in all likelihood, Batman was just being over cautious. From what she had heard from other heroes, he had plans within plans, always prepared for the worst. Yet he was ever vigilant, a trait that Natasha couldn’t disagree with.
I'm back from my trip, taking an extra day to rest. Anyways I've posted with Robin who is now loading everyone aboard the T-Jet to go to Ghost's location. Also posted with Pulse who has gone to address Bob and Captain Marvel at the door.
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