troye

We Were Human - Marspunk Psychics

ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀᴍᴘᴀɢᴇ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴏɴ, ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴅᴇᴠɪᴀɴᴛꜱ ᴊᴏɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴏꜰ ꜱɪʟᴠᴇʀ. ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴜᴍʙʟɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴꜱʟᴀᴜɢʜᴛ, ᴏɴ ᴛᴏᴘ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴇᴅ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛᴀᴄʟᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴍᴀɢɴɪꜰɪᴄᴇɴᴛ. ᴛ'ᴡᴀꜱ ɢʟᴏʀʏ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴀʀꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ɢʟᴏʀʏ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɢʟʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴀɴᴇᴛ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ... ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇꜱᴏʟᴠᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ. ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ...

ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪʟᴠᴇʀ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜɪꜱ ᴄʀᴏᴡᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ. "ᗰEᑎ, ᗯOᗰEᑎ, ᑭEOᑭᒪE Oᖴ ᗰᗩᖇᔕ. ᑎOᗯ Iᔕ TᕼE TIᗰE TO ᒍOIᑎ ᗰE. TᕼᖇOᑌGᕼ ᗩᑕTIOᑎ, ᗯE ᗯIᒪᒪ ᗷE OᑎE, ᗩᑎᗪ ᗯE ᗯIᒪᒪ TᗩKE TᕼE ᐯIᒪᒪᗩIᑎY ᗪOᗯᑎ... ᒍOIᑎ ᗰE. IT Iᔕ YOᑌᖇ ᗪEᔕTIᑎY." ꜱᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ'ꜱ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴛᴡɪꜱᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ.

ᴏɴᴇ ʙʏ ᴏɴᴇ, ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ ʟɪɢʜᴛꜱ ʙᴇɢᴀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴏᴘ ᴜᴘ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱQᴜᴀʀᴇ. ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛ, ᴛᴏ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴏɴᴅ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰꜰ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅ. ᴏɴᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ, ᴅᴇᴠɪᴀɴᴛꜱ ꜱᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀʙꜱᴏʀʙᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴅʏ, ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴀꜱ ʜᴜꜱᴋ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ʙᴏᴅʏ, ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴍᴀɴʏ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʜᴀᴅ ʟɪᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱQᴜᴀʀᴇ. ꜱᴄʀᴇᴀᴍꜱ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀD ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴀɴᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀꜱꜱᴀᴄʀᴇ ᴇɴꜱᴜᴇᴅ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱQᴜᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴇᴍᴘᴛʏ. ᴀɴʏ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡɪᴛɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴡɪꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴍᴍᴇᴅɪᴀᴛᴇʟʏ...

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THE I͖̟̠͚̯̰͖M̮̺̪M̩̮̬̼͂ͦ̓̚O͓͔̯͇̲̲̼̪R̳̤̦̣̖̟̻̝̱͈̪͗̓͌̿ͥͤ̾ͭ̾͐̈T͙̼̺̝̥̪͕͖͂͆̓̃ͫͤ̄̄A̞͓̦͙̦̟̲̫͗̄ͭ͗ͮͨ͛͂L͈ͅ HAS RISEN.

Born Again - Rev:Re

The Unfortunate Hero
As Old As Time Remembers

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Physical Description : Jack is tall with a lean build, which could even be considered lanky at times, with blond shaggy hair that often covered one of his bright baby blue eyes in an aloof manner. He has very thin eyebrows, which are already hard to see with his hair color. His eyes seem relaxed, and that of an old wise man. His lips are rather thin and always seem to form an awkward smile, as if he's happy all the time. The rest of his features are sharp and chiseled, giving him a rather graceful appearance.
Personality Description : A benevolent, sharp, young man with a chip on his shoulder. He's confident in his ability, yet unsure of the people around him. Often times, he underestimates his friends but never his enemies. He's paranoid at times, causing him to put up a barrier to people that rub him off the wrong way. He can be very driven and dedicated when he takes something seriously. Otherwise, he tries to live life carefree when he can. He's a selfless, well-rounded person, which makes him an ideal student at the academy.
Bio Description : Hailing from Cardiff, Wales, Jack moved all around the U.K. when he was young. From the large booming fields of Scotland, to the tight bustling cities of England, and the grand mountains of Ireland, Jack moved all over the place. Eventually, he settled in Liverpool, England for a few years. His manner of speaking seemed to develop quite exponentially and he was rather outspoken as a child. On top of that, he took a great interest in sword fighting, but more specifically fencing. As he moved around, he joined local minor leagues for his age, competing against other kids. He became fiercely good at fencing, but never stayed in one place long enough to prove it. On top of this, he was getting increasingly good at boxing in his free time.... WIP
Talents : Swordfighting, hunting, fishing.
Academic Affinity : Theoretical Historiography
Extra : TBD

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Physical Description : A stoic faced ancient with a body built like stone. His tall lanky body was scarred from battle after battle. His hair was a faded blond, which looked like it had been grown out for a while but maybe whitened from stress. His eyes were dark in color, but never seemed to settle on a color. He was defined in muscle, with a more structured jawline. His outfits usually consisted of a cloak above a set of finely crafted armor.
Bio Description : An eternal adventurer who had roamed most of his known life. Heroic deeds were part of his daily routine, yet his righteous acts slipped right under the radar and went without notice many times. Going as far back as the first kings, he had never sought out fame and glory. Our hero's story was a rather unremarkable one in history, yet some truly know the man behind the many names.

When he was first awake, the world was rather dull. The world was full of beauty in nature, but the simple animals did not pay him any attention. He was seen as a predator, thus he was avoided by most. After enough wandering, it seemed as if the first tribes of man were sprouting. He finally had found someone that looked like him. He had learned to hunt and to fish, and in return had taught them how to grow and how to sew. One fateful day, another tribe had come across his own. It's easy to think of this moment to be the first time weapons were used not on an animal, but on man himself. In efforts to protect his own, the hero protected his peoples in the only way he knew how. It came to him as instinct, but to his own, it was monstrous. It was also at this point animosity was felt towards man for the first time. At this point, he had become an outcast and he was leftto roam once again.

When the first villages started to erect, the Hero had thought to earn man's trust back by protecting them from harm. From time to time, creatures of the woods had come out to challenge man, and the Hero had thwarted their plans. If the creatures weren't enough, men of fortune and of evil seed sought out man's riches. The Hero struck them down, and the town never truly knew any different. The Hero didn't care. It was for the greater good, and the greater good insisted that every man has the right to live freely. This started our Hero's quest to protect mankind, and our hero's quest to save whoever needed saving, wherever in the world they were.

In time, villages began to sprout up into kingdoms. In kingdoms, knights were born. Taking the opportunity, our Hero took on the mantle of being a knight and served the people, refusing to take sides of any king. Although he was never recognized and never held land, he was still viewed by many as a knight due to the getup. With armor covering his whole body and a stallion as white as snow, he rode his way into chivalry and honored man well. It would take a fateful day to discourage his knightly garb, and that day would cause him to lose quite a lot of faith in mankind.

As our hero one day awoke from his humble abode, he coughed up a nasty, terrible cough. His vision was clouded and his eyes felt dry and burning. He grabbed his blanket and wrapped it around his body, holding it around his face as he tried to navigate his way outside. He slammed himself through the front door and looked back to his home in horror. The home was burning down to a pile of ashes, and his horse nowhere to be found. He looked down at his ash covered body and realized he was left with nothing but the clothes he went to bed in. Our Hero did the only thing he knew to do. He wandered.... WIP
Legends : Any legends or stories about your character prior to being reincarnated.
Combat Affinities : Strong suits of physical combat. Styles, martial arts, but no actual chuunibyou finisher moves?
Magic Affinities : N/A
Extra : TBD

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Name of Gem : A fractal of your past life that you carried with you. Holds your twenty status points for combat in the future.
Stamina : How sturdy is your body?
Strength : How macho are you?
Dexterity : How nimble is your body?
Intellect : How wise are you?
Faith : How faithful are you to God, or the previous gods of your old world?

BIG WIP just posting to work on

We Were Human - Marspunk Psychics

AT FIRST. THERE WAS NOTHING. THEN THERE WAS EV͕͖̮̝̖͓̝͒̏ͮͪͥ̂ͮ̏̒̎͌Eͣ̎̀͒̉RͥYͯ̓͒ͭͩ̾͛̂̅̄̊Tͬͭͨ́́̊H̙̩̫̤̹̥̫͓̻̩̮̭̲̙̹ͮ̅ͧ̿ͥͨ́̍̍̍̌̑̿ͣ̊Ï̥̝̤͙̞̥ͮ̽̍͛̌N͍͚̤̬̦̠̥̫̖̳ͬ̍ͩͧͥ̓ͪͫ͛̔ͭ̋ͅͅG̀̌͒̊̃ͥ̚̚.

IT SEEMED AS IF THE O͕̬̮̤͓̙̹̻͎̠͇͕̾ͥ͗̄̀̉ͫ̿ͨ͊̌̚Ř͙̟̬̞̯͎̬̺̩̰͎̎̂͐̈̊͋̎͗̐̓̔ͅDIͧ̏N͉̭̗̻͖̦͊ͯ̊ͧ̄ͯA̐̏̿̐̈́ͥ̅͆ͯ̍R̳͉ͦ̄Y COULD NOT HAVE GOTTEN MORE BIZARRE.

THE DAY HAS COME. RELINQUISH YOURSELVES.

REJOICE. AN IMMORTAL IS B͈͖̮͓̐̎ͪ͌ͪͅO͔͓̮̝̱͋ͩͣ̉̉ṞͬN̺̱̣̥̿̔̂͐.

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ɪɴ ᴀ ꜱᴘᴀɴ ᴏꜰ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪᴏᴛꜱ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ. ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇꜱ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴀʀᴍꜱ ɪɴ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴏɴꜱᴇ, ᴏᴛʜᴇʀꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴅᴀᴢᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀɴʏ ꜰʟᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛᴇʀʀᴏʀ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜʀɪᴇᴋꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜰᴏʟᴋꜱ ᴇᴄʜᴏᴇᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱQᴜᴀʀᴇ. ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴍᴀʏʜᴇᴍ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀx. ᴀ ʀᴇꜱᴜʟᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴄʜᴀᴏꜱ ɪɴᴄᴀʀɴᴀᴛᴇ. ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏᴡᴅ, ᴀ ʙʟᴜʀ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴘᴀʀᴋꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ꜰʟʏɪɴɢ. ꜱᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɪʀ ꜱʜɪꜰᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʜᴇᴀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴘᴏᴄᴋᴇᴛꜱ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴜᴍʙɪɴɢ ᴄᴏʟᴅ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʀᴜᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ɢᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴡᴏʀꜱᴇ ᴀꜱ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴇxᴘʟᴏꜱɪᴏɴꜱ ʙᴇɢᴀɴ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɪʀ. ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀɴ ᴀɴᴀʀᴄʜɪꜱᴛ'ꜱ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ.

ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ ᴇɴꜱᴜᴇᴅ, ᴀ ʟᴀʀɢᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ꜱɪʟᴠᴇʀ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴇᴇɴ ʜᴇʟᴘɪɴɢ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴛ ʙʏꜱᴛᴀɴᴅᴇʀs. ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴛꜱ ʙᴜʀꜱᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴠᴀɴɪꜱʜ ᴀꜱ Qᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ᴀꜱ ɪᴛ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴇᴅ. ɪɴ ᴘᴀɴɪᴄ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱɪʟᴠᴇʀ ꜰᴏx ʀᴀɴ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴍᴏʀᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴏ ᴜꜱᴇ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜᴇᴅ ꜱᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ. ꜰɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʀᴀɢᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ʟᴇᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ʙᴇʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ꜱᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴛʀᴜᴄᴋ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀʀ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ʟɪᴏɴ. ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘᴜʀᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴛ ᴘᴏᴜʀɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜɪꜱ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀꜱ, ᴍᴇɴ ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴍᴇʟᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴘᴀᴛʜ. ɪɴ ᴀ ꜱᴄʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴇɴᴢʏ, ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜʟʟᴇᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴜʀᴇ ꜱɪʟᴠᴇʀ ꜱᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀᴀɪꜱᴇ ᴀ ꜰɪꜱᴛ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴀʟʟʏ. "ᑭEOᑭᒪE Oᖴ ᗰᗩᖇᔕ, ᖇEᒍOIᑕE. I, ᗯIᒪᒪ ᕼOᒪᗪ TᕼE ᑕOᖇᖇᑌᑭT EᒪITE Oᖴᖴ. I ᕼᗩᐯE ᗷEEᑎ ᗷᒪEᔕᔕEᗪ!"

ꜱᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ, ᴀꜱ ᴀɴ ᴀᴄᴛ ᴏꜰ ʙʀᴀᴠᴇʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇꜰɪᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴄʜᴀʀɢᴇꜱ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏᴡᴅ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴇᴄᴜʀɪᴛʏ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇꜱ. ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʀɪɢʜᴛ, ᴀ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ ꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛᴀᴄʟᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ꜱᴇᴇɴ ᴀꜱ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀʙꜱᴏʀʙᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴏꜰ ꜱɪʟᴠᴇʀ ᴏʀ ɪɴꜱᴛᴀɴᴛʟʏ ᴠᴀᴘᴏʀɪᴢᴇᴅ. THIS WAS GETTING INTENSE.

Born Again - Rev:Re

@Achronum
They’re basically stats that carry over from your previous life into the current iteration of your character. The Gem aspect will be explained in the OOC a little more in depth, but it’s basically just the last remnant of your character’s previous existence compressed into a magic rock unique to your character. As for Faith it’s something I always bring along with me in my isekai RPs, Faith = Brownie Points with God.

@troye
Your interest is gladly accepted.

@Versa

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Born Again - Rev:Re

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I like.

Climbing the Tower-TOG RP

Name: ‘Jackie D’
Age: 19
Appearance:

J

Regular or irregular: Irregular
Shinsoo aptitude: High
Position: Fisherman
Special position: Defender
Reason: for climbing the tower: Rumored to have the tastiest dish at the top that will give eternal life.

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Name: James Sun
Age: 21
Appearance:

J

Regular or irregular: Regular
Shinsoo aptitude: High
Position: Wave Controller
Special position: Hwayeomsa
Reason: for climbing the tower: Riches and fame to one day open up the most successful bar and bring honor to the family name.

Climbing the Tower-TOG RP

Is this still open :)

Tower of God based role play

We Were Human - action, adventure, drama

Put your hands where I can see 'em.

Don't move a muscle, citizen.

False Motives - A Detective Noir On Cocaine [OPEN]

A Sign Of What’s To Come