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HI I'M BILLY MAYS

Heya Y’all

Enjoy your stay. Should be fun!

[ dead prairie ]

Working up a character. If not tonight, should have it soon. I've got the personality down, just working on the history.

Rise of the New Heroes

Lafayette Financial Tower - Lobby

His body was rigid, his muscles throbbed. The sense of pain had not quite made it to his brain, but the body felt it all the same. There was an altogether new sensation, however. Kane couldn't decide if the feeling was born from his powers manifesting or simply one of the aftereffects of the shock. Regardless, it felt like a surge of adrenaline spiked through him and, with surprising speed, Kane strafed in an attempt to dodge the erratic electrical attack, turning his body in the process to minimize his frontal exposure to Thundercloud.

Breathing heavy, Kane raised his hand, palm out, toward the villain until his line of sight had the distance fat man settled square between his index finger and thumb. This was it.

"'Thundercloud'," he called out with a rough, gravely voice. "Maybe it should be 'Skittles'... cuz you're about to taste the rainbow." And with that, Kane's entire face clenched and an audible grunt could be heard.

And that was it...

"Wait a minute, hold on," Kane insisted, unable to hide the panic creeping up into his voice. He pivoted , moving his shoulders square to Thundercloud as he lifted a second palm directed at the villain. "Thundercloud, yadda yadda, Skittles, yadda yadda... Taste the rainbow! HRRMMMPP!" And again, he clenched even harder. The colorful aura that had been enveloping him was starting to fade as his eyes grew wide with fear. This isn't happening, this isn't happening. Not fucking now!.

Utterly distraught, Kane began shaking his hands violently as one might to with an old battery to get the last bit of juice out of it. Forcing out two abrupt exhales, Kane quickly muttered, "TastetherainbowmotherfuckerHRRRMMP!" Nothing. Still nothing.

Kane defeatedly belched out whatever air was in his lungs and looked at his hands as if they had betrayed him. The glow was nearly completely extinguished. "What the hell am I doing wrong," he asked in a whisper. Don't lose focus. Don't delay. Reach inward. Pull it out of you. Let it burst through. You already know you can do this. Things are scary, but hope is not lost. Do it. Don't be scared. He's not unbeatable. Thundercloud is just a big, fat idiot and the bigger the storm...

"The bigger the storm..." he audibly repeated, his voice taking in a new, very calm cadence. Both hands shot straight up. The glowing aura seemed reignited. His hands were getting warm. "...the brigHTER THE RAINBOWWW!" Twins streams of swirling light rocketed out of Kane's palms headed straight for Thundercoud's retinas. Kane's aura was nearly twice as brilliant as before. As he let the light free, all he could do was hope that it'd make a difference.

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

I'm afraid I need to drop out. I wish nothing but the best for the RP and the players, but I have overcommitted my time. Much love and have a great one!

Army of Darkness Inspired RP (Medieval, Fantasy, Zombies, Supernatural, Etc.)

Evil Dead, Evil Dead II, Army of Darkness, Evil Dead (Remake), Ash vs Evil Dead

This saga of movies, developed by Sam Raimi, has a few central themes. 1) There is a book called the Necronomicon that, if read, will embower a very dark entity that can release the undead, possess and convert the living into demonic beings, and perform all manners of creepy super powered feats in its endeavor to kill or enslave its foes and take over the world.

Also in the series, there has been one man who had consistently been a thorn in the side of evil. This man is Ash Williams and with the aid of his chainsaw arm (literally a chainsaw strapped onto his nub of am arm [dude lost his hand at one point]) and his boomstick (shotgun), he has taken on the Deadites (the undead legion of the evil entity behind the Necronomicon) and foiled or delayed an evil takeover time and again.

This RP would be for Original Characters only (no one is playing Ash). This would also be in a medieval setting where the book has already been read and evil has escaped its confines, releasing its horde of baddies upon the earth. You are stationed in the castle that holds the Necronomicon, a dark spellbook wrapped in the skin of humans that holds the secrets to the worst magics imaginable. Your job is to make sure that Evil never regains the tome.

Hostile encounters would start out slow, at first, before eventually avalanching into something that seems indomitable. Most of the lore will be borrowed from the Army Of Darkness installment of the series, sans Ash.

What I have not decided, yet, and something I could use suggestions on is this:
In the movie, Ash is transported from modern day back to medieval times in order to take on the Evil Dead. He brought with him some modern weapons and came equipped with modern knowledge.

What I am curious about is if people would like to play an OC that goes through the same process (Modern person in a medieval world) or if they'd prefer to skip the time traveler gimmick and just say that each player is native to that medieval place and time.

I'm not familiar with the Evil Dead series or the Army of Darkness movie. Should I still play?

Yes! If you want to, anyway. The bare bones of what you need to know is that this is a medieval setting, there are undead things about and poltergeist-esque escapades that are bound to ensue. Prior knowledge of the films or tv series is not required. If you know what zombies, monsters, swords and sorcery are, you should be fine.

I've committed to several RPs over the weekend and would likely need at least a couple of weeks before I can dedicate good time to this one but, meanwhile, I'm curious if enough interest is even there to invest in that sort of thing. Let me know!

In This Fine Town of Arkham - A Tale of Lovecraftian Horror

For your consideration:

Alistair Truman

Alistair Truman

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Character Summary

Name: Alistair Truman
Aliases: Slick Willy, Johnny Five Fingers, Dan The Man
Occupation: Confidence Man
Age: 41
Birthplace: New York City, New York
Race/Ethnicty: Caucasian
Gender: Male

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Physical Attributes

Height: 5'11"
Weight: 179 lbs
Build: Average
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Dark Brown
Skin Tone: Lightly tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None

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Psychological Attributes

Sociable * Deceitful * Endearing * Thieving * Funny * Back Stabber

Likes:

• A good cigar
• Money
• Alcohol
• Jewelry
• Horse Races
• Poker

Dislikes:

• "Church People"
• Law Enforcement
• Smacking while eating
• Birds of any sort
• Beggars/Hobos
• Schedule deviance

Fears:

• Claustrophobic - the main fear driving the motivation not to get caught and sent to a jail cell
• Apparitions - Alistair is a man of the here and now. The notion of otherwordly entities is terrifying
• Rodents - little beasts that embody disease and imply poverty

RANGERS: A Power Rangers RP (Reboot)

Which ranger choices are locked in?

Who you gonna call? [Ghostbusters: A Frightfully Cheerful Roleplaying Game] IC

INTEREST! @rocketrobie2

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

Location: Cafeteria | Interaction: @The Man Emperor@Eviledd1984

"Chow time!" the guard announced from outside of the cell. Bonehead quickly jerked his head toward the cell door and stood up, his grin widening as his mouth began to salivate. "Prisoner 5318008, Jack Brennan-" hearing the name quickly erased Bonehead's smile. His pupils retracted and his body quickly slumped where it stood. "-get up against the wall and put your hands behind your back."

Jack, slightly panicked, looked at the metal plate mounted on the wall. It was to serve as a mirror and, in it, Jack could see his bare face and trembling lip. He was back in the driver's seat. This is not where he wanted to be. Bonehead was supposed to be the one who served time. Jack was meant to come back out once the jail time was over. This wouldn't do, not at all. Did he say 'chow time'?

Reluctantly, Jack did as he was told. The guards were quick to get in there and put on the restraints before escorting him out of the room and toward the cafeteria. "Will there... Will there be hamburgers?"

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“Two cannibals are eating a Clown. One says to the other, Does this taste funny to you?”

"Mmhmmhm" Jack tried to force a polite laugh while masticating on some sliced peaches. He eagerly wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his uniform before leaning in on the table. "One of the cannibals started at the head," he explained with a nervous grin, "And the other started at the feet. After a while, the first cannibal asked, 'How's it going?' to which the second cannibal replied, 'Great! I'm having a ball!' Then the first cannibal shouted 'Hey! Slow down, man! You're eating too fast!'" Jack then began hissing wildly out of his nose with a giggle that sounded more like a snake rhythmically hissing. He looked over to the dark haired man and pointed. "Hehehe! He gets it!" before suggestively pointing down at his own lap. His giggles soon died off and, under his own breath, he said "Bonehead tells it better, I guess..."

With that, he shoved another slice of peach into his mouth. "By ah' way," he began as he chewed. "Who ahr yoo guys a'eeway?" His lips audibly smacked between each word. "I'uh Jack" He swallowed. "Jack Brennan. Entrepreneur. I'm a guy that knows how to get things," he lied. In Jack's mind, value was it's own protection. If Jack was good for something, maybe he wouldn't be given a hard time by the other inmates.