[OOC] Where No Man Treads | An Apocalyptic Dark Fantasy Western [ Accepting ]

[ML]

Doesn't matter much regardless, as long as the characters themselves are interesting.

[Blu]

All the girls in this RP be like:



EDIT: RP will now be officially called "Where No Woman Exists"

[Blu]

Just an update: we'll start the IC tomorrow. So @Polybius you might want to finish your CS by tomorrow.

[ML]

how exciting

[Master Crim]

Later Join

Hey I am just getting back into RPGuild after a... let just say break for now, Do you mind if I work in a character. You can still start the story, I am no stranger to playing catch-up, and getting a way in wont be a problem for me. I have the weekend off so i will start working on my character over the next few days.

[Blu]

@Master Crim Sure thing. I'll still be accepting people even after starting the IC.

[Lacks]

Personal Information
Name: Ryn McCray
Alias: The Clip Ear
Sex: Male
Age: 125
Date of Birth: December 2nd
Race: Elf

Appearance:

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He is an extremely thin Elf male standing around 6ft tall. His skin is an odd pallid blue and his facial features are slightly sharper than the average elf. His eyes are thin, pale yellow, and sad. He wears a shirt, pants, and moccasins made from a dark brown leather and decorated with hand drawn symbols in a thick paint of various colors. He uses the same paint that he decorates his clothes with to draw various symbols across his face and body. He has deep black hair going down his back in a loose messy braid.

Biography:

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Ryn was born into slavery. His parents where house slaves for one of the largest ranchers in the region. There had been a hope that he would be born as beautiful as his parents but in a stroke of bad luck he was born with the skin and features of a Night Elf. Night Elves were a race that were long ago wiped out because of their strong will and tendency to fight back against their masters. He was almost immediately taken from his mother and put in the barn with the field slaves, where he was raised by a surrogate mother not because she wanted to but because she was ordered to.

He spent the first 75 years of his life living a loveless miserable life as a slave in constant agony and fear. All of that time he had been able to keep it together and keep his head down and work like a good slave, then the new slave master came. A powerful magic user who had soiled his name with drinking and gambling, a cruel man. His first order of business was ordering the tips of all of the male elves ears clipped off because he said “I’m sick of looking at those ugly long eared freaks, let’s make them look more civil.” It was the last straw and Ryn finally began to feel the urge for freedom.

Ryn was picking sickly corn off the stalks and thinking of ways that he may possibly escape when he saw a red bead sitting between two of the stalks. As he reached down and picked it up a blue rock ax easily pulled from the ground. As he examined his find in wonder a low almost growling voice in his head said “I am Anaquandai and I am yours and you are mine. Take me kill your oppressors and all of the fools who refused to fight for their freedom.” A mere hour later all living beings, Human and Elf, were dead. Ryn began his trek across the desert, avoiding towns and mostly living deep in the desert, doing as the voice of the ax Anaquandai bid.

Combat Information

weapons

Anaquandai: This ax was found by Ryn and helped him gain his freedom. He believes it speaks to him and tells him what to do, who to kill, and when to dodge a bullet or magic projectile. It is a single dark blue glossy rock the top end is a hand chiseled ax head with one side being razor sharp and the other a blunted club. The head gradually shrinks down to a handle. The handle is covered in a dark brown leather and a single red bead dangles from a loose leather strand at the end.

The Six Shooter: A normal six shooter that Ryn will only use when Anaquandai demands he use it.

Mage Status: No
Equipment: A water skin, a small flute he plays to somewhat meditate, a leather bed roll, a small pack of survival supplies, and a handful of small bones which Anaquandai has had him gather for divination.

[Blu]

@Lacks Very nice. Accepted.

We'll be starting soon.

[ML]

aw yeah lets shoot some demons

[BayRat]

My post good?

[Blu]

Both posts are really good introductions. I want to post again but I'll give others the chance to make their intro.

Also, Jefferson is an asshole.

[ML]

yeah fuck jefferson, he's a pyromancer like Arryn but I'm imagining him as a very explosive-oriented one, where every shot he makes is huge and super damaging: really useful in the Helscape, but not so great when human beings are around

also he's a prick

I like inventing NPCs.

[Lacks]

@Mercenary Lord I also like inventing NPCs sadly my first NPC didn't survive my post.

[KuramaaaZ]

Sorry for the delay, I'll start working on the OC real soon!

[Polybius]

Got a first post in tonight! Wasn't sure I would have time. Still feeling out my character but I think I got a hold on Grim. @Lacks Grim found your 'handywork' but thinks that it may have been done by a demon or something else.

[ML]

It's pretty great how we have a bunch of posts already: some RPs just never get anyone to post and it's a real shame

[Blu]

The only person who needs to make a post now is deathkiller. I'll post tomorrow morning regardless then things can really get going with the venture into the Helscape.

[BayRat]

I might add a second character later for either as a backup or to use later on

[Zelosse]

Making up a cs

[KuramaaaZ]

We meet again zel. Also my cs is almost done