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Hello, Oakman over here, Role Playing since 2006.
I can RP anything, from high fantasy, to advanced military, to sci-fi with all its glorious sub-genres.
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@akje Please if I am not active for more than 2 days at any point feel free to take control of the Lord and direct the story. Thanks.
@akjeI assign you Co-Gm, you have no word in this, it isn't a democracy. From now on, whenever someone joins in or asks to join, let them in with open arms.
@Professor_Wyvern accepted man.
Also sorry all, Architecture school is eating me up. Writing a post so everyone chill.
Also sorry all, Architecture school is eating me up. Writing a post so everyone chill.
@ReaptheMusic
Considering the Entire RP will take place in three nights, it is still way too early to pass up the night! Did you come here to party or Slumber?
Considering the Entire RP will take place in three nights, it is still way too early to pass up the night! Did you come here to party or Slumber?
Who's up for some chaos?
So The Lord, Al, and Cain will later meet in the kitchen staff room and head to hunt helpless humans in the nearby town of Selica. (3 AM, it is around 12 AM now I guess)
Meanwhile Snazzy will try and take over the Hotel with the help of some of the guests, total mayhem, anything can happen, will depend on your characters.
Later on (like way later on) the Spanish Inquisition squad will bust in and it's hell gates open and pouting out chaos.
So The Lord, Al, and Cain will later meet in the kitchen staff room and head to hunt helpless humans in the nearby town of Selica. (3 AM, it is around 12 AM now I guess)
Meanwhile Snazzy will try and take over the Hotel with the help of some of the guests, total mayhem, anything can happen, will depend on your characters.
Later on (like way later on) the Spanish Inquisition squad will bust in and it's hell gates open and pouting out chaos.
Lord De Gravee
@MonsieurShade@Horrid
The Lord sealed both letters after exhaustingly writing them with an eloquent language and hand writing, he tried to write in words only the two it was meant to be read by could understand. He whistled and two shabby, cranky birds entirely void of flesh, flew in from atop the bookcases. He attached a letter each to every bony bird, they were more like vultures, at least three feet high and two feet wide. Some feathers crowned the jagged edges of their bones. They had black eye sockets with tiny red emeralds for eyes.
"One for the Wendigo, the other for the Multi-Armed Guest." The Lord then gestured them to fly out and down into the bar. The bony birds were able to drop both letters into the bar, just close enough for the Wendigo and Al to grab them.
Snazzy however noticed the subtle slip of letters in the midst of the niose the Queen was making, alongside her thralls never simmering down. He looked through one of the envelopes without touching it, he was able to see through mere paper. One of the letters said:
"Dear Honorable Guests, The Lord humbly and joyfully invites you to a sport of blood later this evening. There will be flesh, blood, of humans. I selected you because I sensed your thirst to extinguish boredom from the poor uneventful lives of farmers, people begging for excitement. Fear. Please be prepared to silently leave through the kitchen and meet me in the Staff room there at 3:00 A.M for a most wonderful hunt.
Your lovably evil Host, De Gravee.
P.S Amongst most guests, avoid alerting a second class Grim Reaper that fancies calling itself 'Snazzy' about this secret hunt. He is a dipshit."
Snazzy held his nerves together, controlled his emotions and held a tear back. He instead thought of something far more sinister.
"Later tonight, when the Lord goes out for some dirty games, we gonna do some coupe up in this house. I am taking over this Hotel." It was a loud monologue, but only the preoccupied zombie bartender heard him.
@MonsieurShade@Horrid
The Lord sealed both letters after exhaustingly writing them with an eloquent language and hand writing, he tried to write in words only the two it was meant to be read by could understand. He whistled and two shabby, cranky birds entirely void of flesh, flew in from atop the bookcases. He attached a letter each to every bony bird, they were more like vultures, at least three feet high and two feet wide. Some feathers crowned the jagged edges of their bones. They had black eye sockets with tiny red emeralds for eyes.
"One for the Wendigo, the other for the Multi-Armed Guest." The Lord then gestured them to fly out and down into the bar. The bony birds were able to drop both letters into the bar, just close enough for the Wendigo and Al to grab them.
Snazzy however noticed the subtle slip of letters in the midst of the niose the Queen was making, alongside her thralls never simmering down. He looked through one of the envelopes without touching it, he was able to see through mere paper. One of the letters said:
"Dear Honorable Guests, The Lord humbly and joyfully invites you to a sport of blood later this evening. There will be flesh, blood, of humans. I selected you because I sensed your thirst to extinguish boredom from the poor uneventful lives of farmers, people begging for excitement. Fear. Please be prepared to silently leave through the kitchen and meet me in the Staff room there at 3:00 A.M for a most wonderful hunt.
Your lovably evil Host, De Gravee.
P.S Amongst most guests, avoid alerting a second class Grim Reaper that fancies calling itself 'Snazzy' about this secret hunt. He is a dipshit."
Snazzy held his nerves together, controlled his emotions and held a tear back. He instead thought of something far more sinister.
"Later tonight, when the Lord goes out for some dirty games, we gonna do some coupe up in this house. I am taking over this Hotel." It was a loud monologue, but only the preoccupied zombie bartender heard him.
@akje erm the Lord is in his Study.
Name: Marcus Gritt
Age: 17
Appearance:
Personality: Marcus is calm, mild mannered and quite kind. He keeps to himself but never turns down an interesting conversation or a plate of pizza.
Bio: Marcus is a bright student at school, but has a problem with motivation, and resolves to play music all day and daydream instead.
Age: 17
Appearance:
Personality: Marcus is calm, mild mannered and quite kind. He keeps to himself but never turns down an interesting conversation or a plate of pizza.
Bio: Marcus is a bright student at school, but has a problem with motivation, and resolves to play music all day and daydream instead.
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