"I'm not much of a fighter guy." Luke spoke to the girl that chatted him up as he reached for a staff. It was a very long wooden staff with steel ends. They were quite heavy, but managable. He took a tight grip of the staff on both of his hands and swung with both sides at thin air. "This one seems quite my type." He continued swinging it a few times, almost hitting the newly met girl.
"Oh, and I'm Luke. Nice to meet you." Luke spoke as he turned around to pick a dummy to hit. There were human dummies, wolf dummies, basically an assortment of enemies waiting to be sliced and diced. They were placed on a wooden stick it seemed. It was probably for replacing them, since some people here can obliderate a tarket with a few swings.
Luke picked out a target and left the girl by the weapons. He stood in front of the human dummy about his size, concentrating. He swung the right side of his staff at the dummy's head as hard as he could, bending it a little. The dummy was made out of rubber-ish material, so it bounced right back. Only sharp things can destroy them. He swung again. Remembered Peter, the guy he killed, his mind was engulfed in rage, and he swung at the dummy repeatedly until he was exhausted. The staff was heavier than it looked after all."I might aswell just go to my room. I'll start training tomorrow." Luke thought out loud and took off towards the room with the staff in hands.
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My character's head isn't shaved. I said most guys in the prison and the person that called Luke had shaved their heads, not Luke himself. ^^
btw, this is what my character kind of looks like:
Prisoners kept coming in to the training room. Some were dragged in, some came in on their own will, but all of them were scared more or less. One of the four walls of the training room was covered with names. Names, pictures and descriptions. Descriptions of their deaths. It was all the people that died in the arena. Hundreds of them. And those that made out of there alive were colored yellow - only ten. That was when Luke realized his chances were slim.
He swung at the punching bag repeatedly, hurting his knuckles. The gloves for that were available, but he didn't use them. He didn't know he had to use them. He wasn't a fighter at all. He was studying to become an english teacher, not training to be a professional boxer. Although he wasn't bad at hitting stuff.
Luke walked over to the weapon racks and widened his eyes at the sight of loads of weapons hanging. From simple knives to swords, from staves to nunchucks. Basically anything you could think of was there. There even was a shooting range at one side of the room with still and moving targets and packed with different types of guns. He stood there, near some girl with grey hair, looking for a weapon that would suit him.
He swung at the punching bag repeatedly, hurting his knuckles. The gloves for that were available, but he didn't use them. He didn't know he had to use them. He wasn't a fighter at all. He was studying to become an english teacher, not training to be a professional boxer. Although he wasn't bad at hitting stuff.
Luke walked over to the weapon racks and widened his eyes at the sight of loads of weapons hanging. From simple knives to swords, from staves to nunchucks. Basically anything you could think of was there. There even was a shooting range at one side of the room with still and moving targets and packed with different types of guns. He stood there, near some girl with grey hair, looking for a weapon that would suit him.
I've started the roleplay. :) We can meet in the hall, or at the dorms, or anywhere really, it's up to you. :>
"Hey kid!" Luke heard a voice yell from the other side of the cafeteria. White tables, grey wooden chairs and heads of prisoners who had to rot here covered his sight, but at the top of them all Luke's glance caught a glympse of a bulky middle-aged man. Chewing the last bite of a salad sandwich Luke stood up. He knew it was a calling for him. Everyone here called him kid. Luke was only twenty four years old when he got imprisoned. He gulped down the last bite and looked at the man who called. Mild wrinkles covered his face, his head was shaved like most of the prisoners here and he wasn't wearing the orange prisoner uniform - he was wearing clothing. Normal clothing.
"That's what they call you here, right?" He yelled across the hall again. A little smile could be seen in the man's face. He wasn't from here. Luke didn't recognize him. "New prisoner? New guard?" Questions spun in his head like a kid on an amusement park ride.
"What do you want?" Luke asked with his head up high and his arms crossed on his chest.
"Come with me. You're up for the arena." The man said, and turned back towards the exit of the cafeteria. Luke followed him rapidly. He was finally going to get a chance. Everyone could be heard whispering and talking to eachother. The arena was a fierce place. Not many made it through. Luke didn't really believe he'd make it himself. He just hoped for the best.
After a pretty long walk through corridors and tunnels they ended up in a huge room. There were soft mattresses on the ground, various weights, weapons, dummies. It was the training hall for the arena participants. As well as the training gear, there were a lot of prisoners there. Some Luke recognized, some didn't, but all of them were training to win.
"This is where you'll spend a week. Train, become better, and when the time comes - go free. You'll sleep in small rooms in pairs. Your room is 306. Good luck." The man who led Luke here said and left the hall...
"That's what they call you here, right?" He yelled across the hall again. A little smile could be seen in the man's face. He wasn't from here. Luke didn't recognize him. "New prisoner? New guard?" Questions spun in his head like a kid on an amusement park ride.
"What do you want?" Luke asked with his head up high and his arms crossed on his chest.
"Come with me. You're up for the arena." The man said, and turned back towards the exit of the cafeteria. Luke followed him rapidly. He was finally going to get a chance. Everyone could be heard whispering and talking to eachother. The arena was a fierce place. Not many made it through. Luke didn't really believe he'd make it himself. He just hoped for the best.
After a pretty long walk through corridors and tunnels they ended up in a huge room. There were soft mattresses on the ground, various weights, weapons, dummies. It was the training hall for the arena participants. As well as the training gear, there were a lot of prisoners there. Some Luke recognized, some didn't, but all of them were training to win.
"This is where you'll spend a week. Train, become better, and when the time comes - go free. You'll sleep in small rooms in pairs. Your room is 306. Good luck." The man who led Luke here said and left the hall...
Right, so this is the thread, I'll make the first roleplay post tomorrow since I have to go to bed now, but I will post as soon as I can. ^^
The CS is pretty simple since I want the RP to be a sort of "never met - must know eachother" roleplay:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Background:
Here's mine:
Name: Luke Sternling
Age: 27
Gender: Male.
Appearance: (still looking for a suitable picture)
Background: Before imprisonment, Luke lived in Nevada with his wife. They owned an apartament not far from a beautiful lake. Even though almost all nature around was destroyed, trees cut down to make room for more buildings, the lake was still a sight to see. Three years ago he got into an argument with a friend of his - Peter. Luke accused him of sleeping with his wife Annah. As much as Peter denied it, Luke kept to his thoughts and threw a few punches. Moments later the argument broke into a fight, and one thing leading to another - he murdered Peter. His life as an english teacher and a husband was over. He called the military himself, turning himself in to the law. And now, he'll be fighting for freedom, fighting to see his wife again, even if she's still mad at him.
I didn't want to put much information there because I want all the details to come out during the roleplay as it won't just be fighting and gore. I want a little bit of character development and interaction and stuff. ^^
The CS is pretty simple since I want the RP to be a sort of "never met - must know eachother" roleplay:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Background:
Here's mine:
Name: Luke Sternling
Age: 27
Gender: Male.
Appearance: (still looking for a suitable picture)
Background: Before imprisonment, Luke lived in Nevada with his wife. They owned an apartament not far from a beautiful lake. Even though almost all nature around was destroyed, trees cut down to make room for more buildings, the lake was still a sight to see. Three years ago he got into an argument with a friend of his - Peter. Luke accused him of sleeping with his wife Annah. As much as Peter denied it, Luke kept to his thoughts and threw a few punches. Moments later the argument broke into a fight, and one thing leading to another - he murdered Peter. His life as an english teacher and a husband was over. He called the military himself, turning himself in to the law. And now, he'll be fighting for freedom, fighting to see his wife again, even if she's still mad at him.
I didn't want to put much information there because I want all the details to come out during the roleplay as it won't just be fighting and gore. I want a little bit of character development and interaction and stuff. ^^
Looking for a person to roleplay with me a plot I've made up in my mind not too long ago:
My name is Luke. Luke Sternling. It's not a name of a rich family, nor one of honor.
I'm here because of the same reason why everyone else is here - breaking the law.
I know that killing an innocent person is not the rightest thing to do, but he pissed
me off. And look where I am now. Trapped in this modern prison. Last time I checked
it was year 2032. I've been here for three years now. Today is the day I take a step
closer towards freedom - Belling Nay Arena. It always looked intimidating. Thousands
of people sitting in a circle surrounding a sand covered arena with a few terrain
adjustments like rocks and stuff. That is where people go to win freedom. Of course,
if they don't die. Ten fights. Only ten fights are needed to be won to get out of this
place. Sounds easy, huh? Well, it isn't. I won't be fighting humans. I will be paired
up with another random prisoner to fight monsters. Demons, witches, wizards,
mutants and everything else the world could possibly imagine. Virtual creatures,
yet hurt when they hit. They can also kill. So killing them first is a necessity. I just
hope that I get a normal partner when I enter the arena. And useful gear. Wish me
luck!
Any uncertainties can be answered, just ask!
My name is Luke. Luke Sternling. It's not a name of a rich family, nor one of honor.
I'm here because of the same reason why everyone else is here - breaking the law.
I know that killing an innocent person is not the rightest thing to do, but he pissed
me off. And look where I am now. Trapped in this modern prison. Last time I checked
it was year 2032. I've been here for three years now. Today is the day I take a step
closer towards freedom - Belling Nay Arena. It always looked intimidating. Thousands
of people sitting in a circle surrounding a sand covered arena with a few terrain
adjustments like rocks and stuff. That is where people go to win freedom. Of course,
if they don't die. Ten fights. Only ten fights are needed to be won to get out of this
place. Sounds easy, huh? Well, it isn't. I won't be fighting humans. I will be paired
up with another random prisoner to fight monsters. Demons, witches, wizards,
mutants and everything else the world could possibly imagine. Virtual creatures,
yet hurt when they hit. They can also kill. So killing them first is a necessity. I just
hope that I get a normal partner when I enter the arena. And useful gear. Wish me
luck!
Any uncertainties can be answered, just ask!
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10 yrs ago
Forum: 1x1 Interest Checks
Sooo, I am looking for a person or two at most to roleplay with me. I want to have a survival medieval fantasy roleplay. A real survival. Harsh survival. Not getting everything at hand. Last time I roleplayed with a person, it ended badly.
I haven't thought a lot about this as I want to work on it together, but what I'd like in there is:
1. Abilities. It doesn't matter if we have one, or two, or get more progressively, as long as they're there (magic too).
2. Medieval world. It has to be medieval. No exceptions.
3. Some side story. War/plague/something similar.
4. Deadly creatures in the wild. We're going to live in the wild, so there have to be monstrosities. At least a few.
I haven't thought a lot about this as I want to work on it together, but what I'd like in there is:
1. Abilities. It doesn't matter if we have one, or two, or get more progressively, as long as they're there (magic too).
2. Medieval world. It has to be medieval. No exceptions.
3. Some side story. War/plague/something similar.
4. Deadly creatures in the wild. We're going to live in the wild, so there have to be monstrosities. At least a few.
I'mma miss you too. :)
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