Rosalind

Unintended

Either is fine, but if Quidditch seasons are based on the Premier league (which I think it is) the premier league ends in May, and then the World cup starts in June and plays over 4/5 weeks. So maybe we could do it from the end of the Quidditch season, when all focus is on the World Cup.

Time to Begin

I can post today, pretty much all day today. Just from tonight onwards :)

Time to Begin

No worries. Just to let you know, my sons christening is on Sunday, and I have a lot of family down for it so going to be pretty busy from tonight until next week, and then I work Monday and Tuesday nights. So from now until Wednesday, I'm not going to be active :)

Unintended

Right my night shifts are done for the week, and am free to role play.

Where should we start?

Unintended

Assuming we're doing the 2002 World cup.



Elsie Tamburt
25
Pure Blood

Employee of the British and Irish Quidditch league headqauters
Foreign teams liaisons official
Keen Quidditch supporter

11 inches . Dragon heartstring . Cherry wood
...cherry wood often makes a wand that possesses truly lethal power, whatever the core - though if paired with dragon heartstring, the wand ought never to be teamed with a wizard without exceptional self-control and strength of mind...



Marcus Flint
27
Pure Blood

Captain and chaser for the Tutshill Tornados and England International squad

10 1/4 inches . Dragon Heartstring . Chesnut wood
... chesnut is noted as a curious wood with character traits of its own, and is drawn to certain people, including natural born fliers. When paired with dragon heartstring, it is a combination which creates a wand that seeks out the materialistic and morally grey.

Unintended

Rosalind && Taco

So here is the thread. I'll see if I am able to get anything sorted, might just be profiles :)

Time to Begin

Posted :)

Time to Begin

“This has ‘rigged’ all over it” Silver said as she smiled to Kenya, the female tribute of one.
“You think so?” Replied Finnick, although it wasn’t really a question. “See what happened in 8?” He asked, and Silver nodded.
“Yeah, my parents work are militants back home… they weren’t being discreet about it” She informed.
“How were they when they saw you were going back in the arena?” Finnick asked, taking a handful of sugar cubes from the bowl, and popping one into his mouth.
“Tears of pride” Silver informed irritably. They were warped, proud to have a victor as a daughter, and one as deadly as she was. Of course, in two they were trained for battle. It was illegal, yet in District 1 and 2 they were prepared and taught how to fight. That was why they were known as the Career tributes. “I hate the fucking Capitol!” Silver hissed venomously.
“Really?” Finnick asked her, looking at her with sincerity in his eyes.
“Really!” Repeated Silver.
“Then maybe you should go talk to Haymitch” Finnick suggested.
“The drunk? Why?” She asked, but they were joined by another before he could say anymore.

She was far too bouncy and joyful, and Silver raised an eyebrow at her. “You’re far too happy” Silver remarked. “Excuse me if I am not that happy being entered into the arena again”
“Hey, at least they’ve given you odds on to win” Finnick said. “Most of us here, we’ve been written off” he added.
“Yeah, and years of building up friendships with people and then having to kill them, not exactly something to be thrilled about” Silver counter acted.
“Maybe you should talk with Haymitch” Said Finnick, popping another sugar cube into his mouth. “I am going to greet our newbies” He said, before heading over to talk with Katniss. Silver sighed and she looked back to Jennah, she was from district 10, one of the poorest districts. District 2 was one of the favourites, and she had not really struggled as they others had, being raised to fight. Jenna was pretty and she had a bright and happy face. Silver remembered watching her win, something she had not expected.

The gong sounded which meant everyone was to head to their chariots and Silver offered the kindest smile she could summon. “Best go please the plebs” The blonde said to Jennah. “I’ll catch you later” She added before heading over to the carriage of district 2. On the way she passed Jacobi of district 1, and Silver playfully spanked him on his rear. “Looking good, grumpy” She teased as she climbed into the carriage besides Brutus. They both were in Gladiator style clothing and looked as deadly and fierce as the ancient warriors they posed, and Silver had her face set. She wasn’t going to smile, because quite frankly, the Capitol could fuck off.

* * *

“Is this for real?” Kaygo asked, looking to the face of the drunken mentor, who seemed to be sober, for the time being anyway.
“It is, but it is to be kept quiet, no one is to know unless they come to me” Haymitch informed leaning in, and Kaygo then caught the scent of liquor on his breath. Kaygo leaned back a little, but Haymitch clamped a hand on his shoulder. “You need to keep this quiet!” Snapped Haymitch.
“Alright… jeez!” Retorted Kaygo, easily pushing his hand off him. “So what, do I speak with my mentor, or…”
“No!” Haymitch replied. “Few mentors have been told, some are too close to the Capitol. Also, your uncle would sell us out for morphling” Haymitch informed.
“Hey! No he wouldn’t dare, he…” But again Haymitch cut him off.
“He would, and not for the first time. But if you are in, I will get in touch, there will be one training session where more information will be given. Till there, keep schtum” Haymitch said before slapping him on the shoulder and walking off, greeting his friend Chaff.

Kaygo was left on his own and he was quickly lost in thought; a rebellion! They were going to fight against the Capitol and the games, all they had to do was keep Katniss and Peeta alive. Kaygo looked to the district 12 tributes and he thought for a moment, and he finally decided, he was on. If he could arrange so that his family would be rescued and kept safe and if it could be promised, then he would protect Peeta in the arena and help Katniss. Kaygo was about to go over and introduce himself, but the gong sounded. He sighed and walked to the six carriages, smiling to the other tributes he had made friends with over the years. Mila, his fellow tribute, climbed into the carriage and she stared ahead. She had the same look as all the other addicts, yellowing skin and dark heavy eyes shrouded in shadow.

He placed a hand on her shoulder and she looked to him, her face alive with fear. He sighed and moved his hand down and took her bony hand in his, and the carriage pulled forwards. The large black horses pulled them out into the auditorium, and the cheers sounded. He kept a hold of the hand of the woman beside him, she was racked with fear and a withdrawal from the morphling was starting to set in. Kaygo shook his head, he would never allow that drug in his system, and it was disgusting and destroying. He looked to the people in the stands, who screamed and cheered. Vultures, screaming for the blood of their former champions. Death was their entertainment, sick bastards. Kaygo looked back ahead and his mind went back to his home.

The Infected [Zombie, Horror, Action, Survival]

SECOND ATTEMPT
MATURE WRITERS/CHARACTERS ONLY





PLOT (Skip to below for the short version)


2012. The world is terrified by some now unknown localized weather event, prompting increased efforts to preserve nature by reducing man's impact on the environment.


2019. Mankind perfects clean fuel technologies that have promise to replace all prior harmful fuels.

2021. New legislation significantly increases implementation of the clean fuel technologies worldwide.


2022. Scientists measure a significant global drop in temperature anomalies. Glaciers demonstrate an annual average increase in size.

2024. By this date, clean fuel has become the new international standard. Innovative projects begin to reverse the harmful effects of industrialization on the Earth.

2029. Satellites numerous spot unknown objects within the solar system. Later that year, humans make first contact with intelligent extra terrestrial (ET) lifeforms. The encounter is fatal. By the end of the year, Earth is under new management.

2030s. The alien invaders ransack the planet. Natural resources are sapped. The industrialized ETs pollute the world with strange chemicals. The destruction of the biosphere takes a matter of months. Human population is estimated to have dropped from 9.5 billion to less than 500 million, a significant portion of which are enslaved.

Earth today. Year unknown to them. Population unknown. ETs have abandoned the planet. Their occupation of Earth left the once green world torn and barren. The skies are consistently grey; the atmosphere has been imbued with ash and poisonous fumes. The average human lifespan has been reduced by at least one fourth. Most of humanity's history has been lost and forgotten.

But perhaps the most terrifying of the blights brought by the ETs is the infection. Their work initiated the outbreak of something horrific: a disease of madness, corruption, and rot. Humans, ETs, and other organisms were prone to carrying the infection. Transmitted by blood, it could even be carried by insects. The ETs sprayed the air, slaughtered livestock and wildlife, all in hopes of controlling the disease. But their efforts failed, and when there own kind were being turned into mindless zombies by the thousands, they evacuated Earth completely.

What remains of mankind is forced to scavenge what little water and nourishment they can - always wary of the ruthless zombies that plague the dark world. Society has receded into a few small, scattered communities. Farming is virtually impossible in the dead world, and while people manage to survive on foods preserved from mankind's former glory days, the supplies grow thin, forcing many to leave their villages in search of better lives. Those that live alone in their own homes have turned welcome mats into fortresses, unable to trust their fellow humans out of fear of being robbed.

Armed bandits, too, carry out raids in search of supplies - some have even turned to cannibalism, just like their zombie counterparts.

As the uncounted years drag on, hanging on to life only becomes more difficult. Children are born into this desolate world, but they have little hope of living long lives. It is difficult to track their ages, as the days, nights, and months all seem to blend together. All that is known is that the air seems to get colder as time goes by. Soon, only a scarce few are left alive that remember the days of the green Earth. They pass their nostalgic stories on to the youth, and the young ones grab hold of this hope: hope that there is some way to reclaim the once beautiful world that was lost.

Perhaps there is a sanctuary out there - safe from the destruction and madness. Maybe a better place can be found. With the conditions getting worse, groups begin to form in the communities that move to find preserved lands. They gather weapons, food, and water, and set out into the deadly world, littered with the remnants of cities, the skeletons of forests, and the rotting monsters that are...

The Infected.

TL;DR
Mankind invented clean technology, seeming to save the world from pollution. However, the world was then invaded by an alien (ET) force which drained the Earth's natural resources. The ETs either caused or brought with them a disease that turns any infected animal into a zombie of its former self. This includes insects; the ETs began wiping out insects, further ruined the planet, and eventually decided that Earth was too costly to keep occupying because of the infection. The ETs abandoned Earth, which is now barren and nearly lifeless. What few humans remain now live in small communities, but since the weather keeps getting colder and supplies are running low (farming is not really possible), groups of adventurers are now going out in search of preserved pieces of the old world so that they can have better lives. However, they will likely face zombies (ET, human, and other animals), bandits, and possibly human cannibals in their travels.

Incident - 2030
Present day - 2075 (unknown to the world)

__________ && __________



r u l e s ;;

&& No god-modding. Keep in mind that characters need food, water, and lack the medicine we have today. No one can be immune to the infection. You have limited ammunition.

&& You can have a pet, just don't be stupid and have something like a wolf or a tiger. House pets.

&& Be respectful to other RPers (you can disrespect the zombies all you want, the soulless bastards).

&& Romance is perfectly fine. Hope and humanity may be dead, but love is not.

&& I know this RP seems pretty dismal, but humour is definitely welcome xD

&& There is a three paragraph minimum, and that sort of length for a post is more then fine. Don't feel you have to write an epic post out each time. Just so long as your spelling and grammar is fine, and there is something to read.

&& Nothing anime/emo/scene please.

&& Be sort of realistic with your characters, no 17 year old kick-ass types.

&& The plot, basically what we're doing is trying to find a better life by venturing out into the world beyond our homes. So we will need military types, scientists etc.

&& Don't go silly with your characters skills and such. I had someone try to join before with all these swords and such. Just no, okay? They are in a world that is broken and ravaged, there was not time to collect family hand-me-downs and stuff like that. Most weapons are hand made, or from the military. Keep in mind, that if your character is just your average everyday person, why would they have a gun?

&& I will not accept any bad-ass, I hate everyone but everyone loves me types of characters. These characters are adults, they have jobs, they live to a regime. Make them believable please. Also, for some reason this recruits female characters with seriously bad attitudes and are intimidating and everyone respects and fears them, blah blah blah. Just no, alright?

&& Variety is the spice of life! Mix it up, please don't all be 5A's.

&& It will start with them in the same community. I will allow a few outsiders who have just arrived, but for the most part we are all in the same place. I will be playing the medic.

c h a r a c t e r s h e e t ;;

Appearance: (Nothing anime or cartoon, must have a real picture. A description can be added as well, but a picture is needed)
Name: (Be realistic, nothing Japanese or 'Rain' or crap like that)
Weapon: (also just quickly tell us how you got the weapon. Only the military have heavy duty guns and such, most weapons are home made. NO SWORDS)
Estimated Age: (the loss time tracking makes true age difficult to ascertain - keep in mind that any character under the approximate age of 45 is not old enough to remember the world as it was before the arrival of the ETs. The year is 2075, but the world doesn't know that. Should help you if you want your character to remember the ETs, they would have to be over 48 years old to remember them though)
Personality: (Contain the good and the bad, not interested in perfect characters)
Brief Background: (Did they grow up in a community? In a house with just their parents? Parents alive/dead? Why, if they have, have they decided to leave their community? The community they are in is called Barrowside)
Misc: (Anything that was not asked above. What does your character do job wise? Security, military, medic, teacher etc.)
Level and category:
m o r e i n f o r m a t i o n ;;

Barrowside This is the community where we will start this role play, and where all characters need to start. It is a large, barren stretch of land. Guarded by high walls and deep trenches that run the perimeter both inside and out. The population is the highest of record, sat at 1200. Everyone is put to work, there is no such thing as unemployment. There is also no such thing as money. Everyone lives on monthly rations, with tokens being handed over as a wage. The housing is a series of concrete cabins, and they differ depending on status and rank. There aren't any shops, however there is a trading market once a week. Mostly people will exchange a piece of carpentry for perhaps a book or more rations.

The System The System is most described as like the Military. They control and run the Barrowside community, they are both security and law. The System hold and own all forms of Gun, ammunition and any form of heavy duty weapon.

Standard issue weapons
All system personal are issued with a Beretta M92.
System security and Enforcers are issued with an M16a4 assault rifle (although the use is restricted to reserve ammo) crossbows, and solid truncheons.

Housing This all depends on your rank or position within Barrowside, and also your professional and Marital status, whether you have children (which is limited to two).
Level 1 The highest rank (Senior System personal)
Level 2 Scientists, Engineers - Any skilled profession that is deemed important
Level 3 System Security, Enforcers (police) - Any form of muscle or security
Level 4 Medical, Any other System employees,
Level 5 Carpenters, Blacksmiths, Construction, Teachers, Trainers, Mechanics, anything deemed low priority skill

A - Unmarried/Single without children
B - Unmarried/Single/In a relationship with children
C - Married with or without children

[Level 1] All personal of a Level 1 ranking are given their own private, and well catered accommodation.

[Level 2] All single personal will share a small apartment with another of the same sex.
[Level 2] Married or unmarried with or without children will be given their own apartment.

[Level 3] All unmarried and single level 3 personal live in a dorm within the System HQ.
[Level 3] Married level 3 (or cohabiting) live in a family cabin.

[Level 4/5] If you are unmarried and have no children, you live in dorm like cabins with multiple bunks and occupants.
[Level 4/5] If you are unmarried and have children, you will be granted a very small, cramped cabin or shared cabin with another family.
[Level 4/5] If you are married with children, you are given your own cabin.

Very crude map

The Infected They are called The Infected, The Plague, Zombie-Cunts, Walking Dead, basically anything, but are officially called The Greys. Their skin goes grey and their eyes red and black in colour. They are slow but can only be killed by decapitation, bullet/arrow to the brain, basically any sever form of head injury. One bite is fatal.

I think I have covered it all there. So if you have any more questions, feel free to ask.

Would like a thread closed

I would like this thread closed please. I don't want it deleted as I will be re-using posts from there etc.

Thanks.