Snake Face

Medieval Era Conquest RP Interest (OPEN)

Hello and good day, evening, morning, or night!

Allow me to introduce myself; I am Snake Face, a young college student and athlete who also has a deep passion for literature and deeply written books, Roleplays, and so on.I have been text based roleplaying for over five years now and I am also a recreational avid fandom and short story writer.
I'm also a major video game nerd who has a wide taste of variety, everything from Total War to Call of Duty to Grand Theft Auto to Command and Conquer and even some sports video games!So I'm sure to have something in common interest with you!

Now, on with why I am here; here recently I've been having a Medieval and Renaissance era crave, and would like to create a nation Medieval era RP.
So here we go...

SETTING
I have 3 different settings in mind:

•1071-A large scale RP where the map stretches from the British Isles to Baghdad, so in other words, all of Europe, parts of Africa, and the Middle East.

•1250,The British Isles-A smaller RP centered around England, Scotland, Wales, Ireland, and the invading Norweigan Vikings.The plot would be centered around the Welsh and Irish resistance while tension grows between the English and the Scottish, all while the Norweigans begin their conquest of the British Isles.

•1250-Eastern Europe(Germany,Russia,Denmark,Lithuania,Poland,Hungary, and Norway)-This RP will be centered around the Teutonic Knights and their bloody campaign against Lithuania, the last of the pagan kingdoms, and their surrounding neighbors.With the Holy Roman Empire and Poland backing the Teutonic Knights.

MAP(s)
An Adequate map will be provided once we have picked out which scenario to base the RP off of.

GAME MECHANICS
I was inspired to do this RP by the PC strategy game Medieval 2 Total War and the Kingdoms expansion pack.So I'll be drawing elements and mechanics and whatnot from there.If you have never played Total War PM me or comment and I'll give you full detail, don't be shy! :p

THE KIND OF RP PARTNERS IM LOOKING FOR
-Preferably someone within the United States, where at though does not matter.I find it hard to RP efficiently with Europeans and other foreign RP'ers due to the time zone difference.
-Someone who writes in advanced or at least casual style.
-Someone who's not going to get bored and just quit or dissapear on me.If you get bored with or tired of an RP I find it better to take a little break instead of just quitting all together.

Alright, that's everything, I await eagerly for responses! :D

The Cannibal

Mark slowly shrugged and shook his head.
"I'm still connected to reality, that much I know.Provided that this is reality and we're not all not going insane."

Terrence reached over and patted Mark's right shoulder and spoke,"Hang in there, man.As long as we do what the man says and keep our wits we'll be cool.I promise."

Mark glanced sideways at Terrence then over at Hazel before looking down at the floor.
"I didn't want this,"he mumbled,"I just wanted us all to come up here and have fun.I didn't want this to turn into a twilight zone episode or a Stephen King movie.Paulie and Courtney both, dead."

"We don't know that Paulie's dead.He might still be alive."Haley piped up nearby.

Terrence lightly shook his head and softly responded to her,"Even if that thing didn't get him, it's below freezing out there, he's probably frozen to death.He shouldn't have clumb out the window."

Mark stared blankly ahead now, at the far wall.
Paulie was his best friend, and even though he had a lot of mental and emotional problems, he wasn't an idiot, not was he a terrible person.He didn't deserve any of this.
Although Terrence is right.Only a fool would jump out of the window into the freezing climate while hearing gunshots outside to boot.

The Cannibal

Amos nodded his thanks and began applying what all she had gave him.
While he did that, everyone else either shook their heads or mumbled that they were fine or weren't injured.

Everyone slowly lowered themselves into sitting positions on the floor across the room, other than James, who remained in his chair seemingly frozen in the position he was in.

Amos spoke clearly but softly.
"Everyone take off your shoes, so when you walk it won't make any noise, keep your socks on as they will pad your steps."
Everyone nodded and began working their shoes off of their feet, not even bothering to unlace them, they just pushed them right off their feet.

"Don't off your cell phones too."He said hoarsely.
"Why?"Asked Mark.
Amos replied,"We can't have any alarms or notifier going off can we?"
"But there's no cell service out here anyway."Abby said aloud.
"Just turn them off in case."Amos demanded.

The Cannibal

12:55 A.M

The attic itself would have been pitch black from the loss of power and lights.However, lit candles sat all across the large room, as well as lanterns and flashlights that were turned up toward the ceiling.

Everyone had a mixture of emotions across their faces.
James sat in a small chair over in a corner by himself, his hands were clasped together in front of him and his eyes were glued to the floor, with his face kept low.
A tear could be seen drip from his face onto the floor.

Terrence and Mark stood against the wall nearby with sheepish looks on their faces, not saying a word, their eyes were on Hazel.
Makaya and Abby stood nearby James, both with fearful and shocked expressions on their faces, while Haley sat on the floor near to Terrence and Mark, her legs crossed and her arms crossed as well.Her face was blank and expressionless, she stared emptily across the room.

Amos stood closest to Hazel, he had taken off his heavy equipment and weapons and piled them all on the floor nearby.
On hearing Hazel's outburst he turned and hissed at her,"Dammit' not so loud!"

He scrounged past her and grabbed the trapdoor and gently closed it down, sealing the basement off.

He then stepped back around Hazel and back over towards his gear.
He slowly bent himself downward and, with a soft grunt, plopped down onto the hard wooden floor.
He had wiped the dried blood from his face, making it clear again, other than a few dried blood specks in his mustache and beard of course.
His nose was dark purple and tender looking.
It was terribly sore, so sore that he had his lips parted and was breathing through his mouth.

There was pure silence in the large attic, which was virtually empty other than a few stray cardboard boxes and some rickety old furniture.

Mark finally spoke, softly and clearly,"We're sorry."
Abby immediately chimed in,"We shouldn't have abandoned you down there, all three of you."
"We were being cowards."Terrence said softly, his eyes were directly on Hazel, but were filled with shame.

"Please, forgive us."Makaya said aloud.

Amos waved his hand from his spot on the floor.
"Forget it.Lets just focus on making it through the night.What time is it?"He asked aloud.

"Twelve fifty-five."Terrence answered, looking at his phone.

Amos nodded lightly,"Over six hours until dawn."He said.

The Cannibal

Amos grabbed his rifle and shouldered it, he was still dazed and had a splitting headache, though he was for the most part alive and aware.

He grabbed hold of the wad of sheets and tugged twice lightly.
He held on tightly as he was slowly hoisted off of the floor and upwards, Terrence and Mark could be heard straining and grunting as they lifted him into the air and finally up into the attic.
As his feet dissapeared over the edge of the trapdoor, the sheets came tumbling down again and dropped in front of Hazel.

"Hurry up Hazel, move the dresser and grab on, it could be back anytime."Terrence called down.

(OOC:You can post about them going ahead and pulling you on up into the attic.)

The Cannibal

Amos's eyes flickered open.

"...-wha?"He mumbled.

His eyes were lazy and disoriented looking as they darted around.
He pulled himself together slowly, and lightly pulled away from Hazel.
"What's going on?,"He asked, still mumbling slightly, rubbing tenderly at his nose,"where's the Tartok?"

"Later on that man, come on up into the attic, we'll explain once your up here."Terrence called down from above.

Amos slowly raised his head towards the trapdoor.
On que, a rope like bundle came tumbling out of the attic trapdoor, the bottom dropping down to the floor.
"Grab on,"Terrence said,"we'll hoist you up."

The Cannibal

Terrence nodded slowly,"Alright,"he said,"sounds like a good plan."

He grabbed all of the sheets and blankets from Hazel and wadded them up into a big ball of fabric and tucked it under his left arm.
He then hoisted himself up onto the dresser with his right arm using all his hard earned strength from football as well as boosts from his legs.

Once he got on top of the dresser, he took the big wad of sheets and blankets and heaved it up through the still open trapdoor and then, with a deep crouch and a mighty leap, jumped up and grabbed hold of the edge of the trapdoor.
He then utilized all his strength and, with several strained grunts, pulled himself up and into the attic.

He then called down to Hazel,"Alright, move that dresser, I'll start making a rope."

"But what about Amos?She can't drag him up with her."Haley could be heard saying.
"We can't just leave him down there defenseless."Abby's voice chimed in.

Amos still lay on the floor unconscious, his nose had stopped bleeding and the blood on his face was dried and caked to his face, his breathing was deeper than before though.

The Cannibal

James and Haley helped Hazel slide the dresser on around and over beneath the trapdoor, which was opened up wide.
Makaya was up above looking down at them.
Terrence grabbed hold of Haley and helped her up onto the dresser, then held it steady as Haley stood up and reached for Makaya, who reached down and grabbed both of Haley's wrists and pulled her up into the attic.

Terrence then looked at Haley and spoke,"You go up next, im too heavy for you to try and hold me steady.I'll be up right behind you, I'm tall enough that I can jump straight up.Alright?"

(OOC:You can go ahead and post about you coming up and Terrence coming up behind you and closing the trap door.If that's how you want to do it of course.)

The Cannibal

"...W-what?"James called out.

"Courtney,"Haley called back weakly,"she's dead James.The Tartok, it killed her.She's dead!"

"Oh...oh my God, no!"James cried out.

"James I'm sorry!"Haley yelled back weakly, sympathizing for his loss.
Haley never liked Courtney at all, but she didn't want her to be dead, and she hated heading the pain in James' voice even now.

Several minutes past and a loud thud could be heard, followed by heavy footsteps.
Terrence turned the corner, the pump action shotgun in his arms, his face was riddled with concern, fear, and exhaustion.

He approached the two girls and the fallen Amos, speaking as he did.
"Hey, I'll stay down here with you guys.Mark is trying to come up with a plan, he's still a bit rattled, but he's holding together."

"What about James?"Asked Haley worriedly.
Terence frowned grimly and shook his head,"He's not handling things well.Makaya and Abby are trying to comfort him.Although, between the three of us, if he really cared, he would've made sure she was safe before running and hiding."Terrence had a dark look on his face.

"Terrence don't say that,"Haley snapped,"he's scared, we all are."

Terrence turned and faced Haley,"Yeah, I'm scared too, and look where I'm standing at now and what I'm doing.I'm down here to protect you guys and help keep you safe."

Haley slowly dropped her head and sniffed,"Your right."She said.

The Cannibal

The trapdoor up to the attic opened up and James leaned down and stuck his head out, yelling as loud as he could.
"What?Whats wrong with Amos?"James yelled.
"He's knocked out cold!"Haley yelled back, still struggling to compose herself and keep her sanity about her.

"He's still alive though?"James called back.
"Yes!"Haley screamed back, becoming very frustrated.
"Well your never going to get him up here!And neither are you guys,"James called back,"that thing smashed up the ladder!And the ceiling is ten feet up from the floor!You'll never be able to jump up here, much less pull up a body!"

"Is there anything you can drop down?,"Haley called back, growing frantic again,"a rope, or some boxes to climb on?Anything?!"

"No!Nothing, the only thing up here is fardboard boxes and that won't work, but don't worry we'll figure something out!Hide out in one of the bedrooms, we'll find a way to get you up here!"James yelled back.

"Hurry please!"Haley cried.

"Are you guys alright?Everyone accounted for?"James yelled back.