Mysaren

Song of the Century // sci-fi action adventure

@Hawlin Thank you, and feel free to ask away.

Song of the Century // sci-fi action adventure

Sweet. Ask any questions now if you have them. I'll wait for a few more people before setting up the OOC, obv

Song of the Century // sci-fi action adventure

The era of static and contraband, leading us into the promised land...

I'm going to keep this kinda short because I dislike writing long interest checks. Basically, you're a teenager (or young adult) and you live in a cyber-punky city that's run by a big corporation called Omnydyne. Omnydyne rules the city with an iron fist, forcing everyone to take a drug that's known as Rhino, that's supposed to make everyone happier and totally isn't a mind control drug. However, there's gangs that have sprung over over the city, most of which have stopped taking their doses of Rhino. So, Omnydyne's henchment, the Ghouls, are trying to stop all of the gangs, and the gangs are just trying to get everyone off of Rhino and escape to the wastelands outside the city, or maybe youre just there to fuck shit up. Who knows.

Technology is more advanced. Cyborgs/androids are allowed. Weapons are usually made of whatever the fuck you can find. Can be melee or more advanced stuff like laser pistols and stuff.

The roleplay would actually be a bit more character based. The gangs have started to band together in order to survive and take down Omnydyne. Of course everyone isn't going to play along, etc etc. Ask whatever questions you want. OOC will be up shortly after enough people are interested.

The Silver Dagger

Well, it's been a good run.



See you all later. Or in another rp. Or something.

Who/what was your first OC?

Mine was Mysaren, she was a writer who, early on, was somewhat uncreative, even Mary Sue-ish in her initial character concepts.

@Jester

She sounds amazing and also very sexy.

Who/what was your first OC?

We all have to start somewhere. Who was your first OC? What were they like? Have you since adapted them into a character you RP regularly now, or have you let them die out? I'll start.

My first OC was a fallen angel (usually spelled angle) named Darkraven Scarlet. She was tall, had long, black hair, and fucking huge black wings, even in roleplays that were more grounded in realism. She spoke like, all different languages, controlled the elements, spoke to animals, could control darkness, and exclusively wore black and red clothes. She had red eyes as well. She was quite angsty. She had a twin brother named Lightraven, as well.

The Silver Dagger

"Uh, Right. Alcohol, yes. Sounds... good to me." Mysaren nodded, glad that Ayla was finally calming down a bit. "Uh, of course. I'll be more considerate next time. Sorry." She followed behind Ayla, keeping her distance just in case Ayla decided to lose her temper again. Mysaren looked back at Alexander, beckoning him to follow as she went in pursuit of alcohol. Maybe that would help numb the headache a bit. Or get her drunk enough to where she could pass out. Both were equally nice options, certainly.

The Silver Dagger

Mysaren had opened her mouth to respond, but the man left before she could. Well, that was... interesting. Her hand was starting to cramp, so she decided she better go follow at least one of the bastards. She packed up her things and followed Alexander outside, watching Ayla. Oh, that... wasn't a good sign. Or, maybe it was. At least she was getting her anger out, and all the talk of alcohol around here was starting to give Mysaren a craving for it. Come to think of it, it had been a while since she had been to any of the pubs around here. Drinking could probably help her just... relax a bit.

Mysaren said nothing as she watched the interaction, shuffling to the side as Ayla turned to Alexander.

The Silver Dagger

Mysaren felt her eyes widen at Ayla's outburst, and she had a bad feeling in her gut. "I....I'm s-sorry." She stammered, bowing quickly and letting Ayla leave. Fuck, she made her mad. That wasn't good. She sighed and watched Ayla leave, unsure of what to do now. She didn't want to follow her. That could end in a bad situation, and bad situations weren't... well, good.

Mysaren sighed and pulled out her translation project. Might as well get some work done while she waits. She hopped down and set everything out carefully on the floor, out of the way of any feet, and started to translate again. Her head hurt more and more as she flipped through the pages, and she felt herself get slowly more tired as she translated on. The whispering in her head (JOIN US JOIN US JOIN US JOIN US) got louder, and yet she marched on, oddly captivated.

The Silver Dagger

@Inlaa Yeah, fair enough. I kind of imagine that in Mysaren's part of the world, it's a bit more accepted than usual.