ActRaiserTheReturned

Nostalgia Trip RP (1970-2000 Tropes)

The premise of this RP is that The Old Gods Of Evil have been summoned to Earth in the year 1999, just prior to Y2K. The game would be filled with tropes from 1970-2000. Player "classes" and thus their skills and abilities would come from character archetypes of characters from 1970-2000, as would be the villain's archetypes.
I got this idea from Stranger Things coming out, also, there's a game called Kingdom of Night that heavily inspired this idea, where a horde of demons overwhelms the small town of Miami, Arizona, in the year 1987, and the main character becomes an action RPG character.

This game will have original characters, only with actual cameos or whatever from old tv shows and other media, etcetera here and there. I'll try to have it make sense to the setting as a whole. For example, Lovecraftian horrors might work, but actually having Skeletor, or Muum'Ra, for example, wouldn't, this is it's own setting. Instead, I might introduce a skeletal wizard I'll name "Skeletra" for example.

In the small town of Big Rock, Maine, the unassuming elderly man, Leland Grant, has opened a brand new store called "Fancy Things". Your character, whether on vacation, whether they are a local, or are just passing through, meet each other in Big Rock. Maybe they've bought something from Mister Grant, maybe they're noticing the very weird situations going on in Big Rock. The point is, something WEIRD is going on. At first, you are just ordinary people, but when something very terrible happens, and something even much worse ALMOST happens, you will be rescued just in the nick of time, and then you will be armed with what you need to make the world a better place.

You will be traveling from city to city, town to town, etcetera, solving problems, much like protagonists from Japanese Role Playing games. Sometimes you might be investigating situations or talking before you actually fight, sometimes you'll just have to fight.

Character Sheet:
Name:
Gender/Sex:
Appearance:
Trope/Character Inspiration:
Powers And Abilities:
History And Personality: (Brief. Up to a few paragraphs, OR maybe up to several.)

Here Is Our Discord. It is NOT Mandatory, you can join it if you want to, or not. I recommend you do, but I don't demand it. :D
https://discord.gg/mdT5TfU7

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Orranoth
The Sky god had done much already, merely by drawing the Ideal Patrons into the universe. He had unfortunately, felt embarrassed by the great chaos he had incurred into the world of Ashuruh by trying to nourish life. The Sun had caused much havoc. The village of Radanu, which he had blessed with the artificial sun, prospered, but even they were going to leave, just as Orranoth returned as his disguise as an old man. "I am the one who blessed your ancestors with the Little Sun. Turn to me, because I will bless your lives with relief and prosperity you've never seen before."
"I brought the Sun here for the goodness of your lives all those years ago, and I will bless you again." Orranoth briefly transformed into a partially exalted form, with his body shining enough to awe the folk here, yet was supernaturally gentle on their eyes, at the same time. He merely waved he hands at the sky, bringing periodic gentleness of rains, coolness of winds, and he, with his power over the sky, regulated the harshness of the Sun over time, so that the climate of a large region over Ashuruh would be gentle enough to survive and even prosper in.

The townsfolk were in awe over Orranoth, worshiped him over the display of his power, and over time more worshipers came to Radanu, which may one day become a kingdom, not merely a village or two.

Hider

-3 (In Domain) Conviction for Orranoth to attempt to cover a large region of Ashuruh, where the settlement of Radanu is, with a magical cloak of clouds that regulate the harshness of the Sun, and cools the land with rain.

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Liute, Of the Sun, Of Fire

Liute
Of the Sun, Of Fire

God Concept:

The warmth of a summer’s day, harsh against the brow, the comfort of the afternoon heat, the burning of brush from the dead lifematter, and the savior in the cold - Liute embodies all of these and more. A god of many faces, for the moment there can be no doubt that the god knows only the harshness, only the breaking of others under his steady hand. Liute is a new god, of a new day, of a new world, born from the instant act of another.

Appearance:

A figure of undetailed fire, for no worshippers know him well thusly, Liute seems to be a squat figure with a heavy, squat build. Circlets of liquid flame burst from his arms before dissipating away, while two empty sockets see on to the world beneath his gaze. As such a young god, Liute is not one to have yet found a good face to treat mortals with - generally speaking, such masks would follow the same of heavyset individuals, powerfully built, with less clothing than might be expected for the climate, and kept hair.

Motivation:

A world stands before Liute, a world of possibility for the god that has known of no other worlds than this below. Against it, he wishes to know the full measure of his strength, his wrath, his kindness, to know himself by knowing the world and how he might work against it.

All things, as the gods stand to work, are facts of the known - facts to be worked alongside, to be worked against, to be found. To it, Liute knows that a balance must be struck, or the world lost to divine error. The god knows that there is no potential in his own loss, though - the world stands before them, and he stands above that world.

Roleplay Example:

Watch, now. Watch as the earth boils and burns under him. Against that radiance, they weep. Against that hand, they burn. Liute opened his eyes for the first time, to look down at a world rebelling against his glory. He could taste the blood of another on his tongue, godsblood and the ringing of a perfect word in his ears. He could feet his own warmth, his own strength, his own hands.

Where was the other? Where had they gone, to break against the world below? Liute stared down at that world, at those people who wept, at those who ran, at those who prayed. Prayed. They who knew only another, only another who had gifted them such which could offer no protection as yet. He knew that it would not last. It could not last. He could already see those below dying to his hand. His. There was power, in that idea, in that future, in that concept, but it was a brief power, a brief idea, a brief future. It would kill them, and then there would be nothing left below but a world which he burned forever. Was this the power he wanted? Was this the future he wanted?

No. He looked down, and thought to find another he might convene against. Another he might work to know, to fix. This was the only way which life could be. Life. Was it worth something? That remained to be seen. Was it worth nothing? That it most certainly was not. The life below had worth, for it was the first life which Liute knew, and that held meaning to the god.

Availability:

2-4 times per week

Experience:

Started PBP RP in 2016, Vin's T&T TrollBridge, followed by OngoingWorlds, NationStates, and here in 2023. Generally I’m alright with casual RPs.

@Thayr

Would you like to role play Liute being Orranoth's son?

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Orranoth
Orranoth, great god of the Sky, begins to erect a monument of Light which he would call "The Sun". The Light of the World of Ashuruh. This magical, stellar body would be similar to the artificial sun that he conjured in the village of Radanu, only this Light would be a fixture of the world, hopefully for eternity, granting the world light and life over the eons. The light would cause life to flourish under it's gaze. Orranoth conjured an illusory dagger, pricking his thumbs with it's edge, and he literally bled light, in this case a ball of light would spring out.

The ball of light and fiery power would be magically compelled to die down before the night and rise at the dawn.

Hider

At least -4 to create the magical Sun from his own blood. Maybe -5, but it is in his domain. The Sun creates life underneath, not all at once, but it aids in the fertility of the soil, granting light and it's nutrients to the ground down below.

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Orranoth

The Sky god noticed that the world was harsh down below. One particular town was on the verge of literally eating each other out of starvation. The ground would not produce enough food. As a result, Orranoth, out of concern, created an illusionary miniature sun, the size of man's head. This sun would fizzle during the night and rise again from perpetual burning embers during the day light hours, and grant it's nutrients to the soil, eventually it would produce a mild crop yield for the surrounding countryside, and during more prosperous times, it would even yield bonanzas worth of food. For now, it would serve the ordinary folk with what they need to survive, and their situation would not be desperate.

Orranoth

Orranoth blesses a small town.
Lucid (A miniature "Sun" which provides fertility to the soil for miles around.)

Mythic Path

*bump

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Orranoth

The God Of Skies looked over the world. His mighty gathering of the Ideal Patrons had tired him. For now, some of his strength came back. As a result, he wandered the world in his "mortal" form, a disguise of a simple old man in a pointed hat, walking on a staff.
Orranoth walked mortal lands looking for a worthy "apprentice" among the peoples. In this guise of an old man he would offer help where he could, sometimes making life better for entire villages and tribes, and not just a particular person. He had some specifications for apprentices. They had to be at least ethically inclined, and most of the time they had to have at least above average intelligence. Most apprentices would be young, for their species.

Orranoth's Rains

Orranoth not only teaches magic (0 Conviction Cost), but also brings about precious rain or disperses it, depending on what's needed by the local communities.

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@VecHello, i see that this game is still open. However, the gods position are all taken. Can you tell me more what is still open? I'm assuming mortal as superhero or something but I love to see your input

@Shovel

In addition to gods, there are mortals, and I suggest taking it up with Vec if you want to rp a sub-god type called a "Patron".

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The first of many. @Vec

For your consideration

Species - Wildcat

Appearance - Standing at an impressive twenty centimeters tall (eight inches) and around sixty centimeters (twenty-four inches) from nose to tail tip, the Lord of All Cats is a magnificent specimen. His soft fur is a luxurious light tan, dotted black upon his pelt and striped upon his lighter underbelly. His nose is a light shade of brown and his short ears are rounded. The Lord's whisker's are sturdy and long, while his teeth are sharp. His eyes are a dazzling shade of light green. His musculature is calculated and he is at all times poised, for he is the Lord of All Cats.

Personality - A curious fellow, prone to flights of fancy. Indignant to his foes. Playful with friends. Wise to his subjects. Enamored by what he cannot fathom. But often, the Lord craves sleep and a belly full after a fine hunt. He is, after all, a cat.

Goals - The Lord's goals are simple things; survival and exploration. He is new to the world and seeks to find a place in it.

_{Definitely wasn't goaded to put this forward. >.>}

@Lord Zee

Who's a good kitty familiar?

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Excelsis, the Lord-Eminence

"Magic? Curious." Excelsis said. As the method was named, Excelsis felt himself developing new senses to pick up on this magic. Crystaline protrusions grew, strange lenses revealed other powers in the skies. How curious. This magic was omnipresent and usable by seemingly anything and everything. Mastering it would be simple then.

The insult slid off of him like water off of a duck. He wasn't stupid. He was, perhaps, the smartest of them all. "Because any attempt to shatter me might break yourself as well." Excelsis pointed out. He would defend himself of course. "Besides, I only did what was natural. I saw a perfect version of myself and attempt to become it. Any reasonable divine would've done the same thing as I did." The god-orb said rather matter-of-factly. He did question why there were no more consumed Patrons and Matrons?

"Why do you even care for this Patron?" Excelsis went on. "They are of reality. We manipulate reality to our wishes. They are our natural born lessers." Again the question was sincere. It seemed that the god must suffer some delussion and the Lord-Eminence was determined to figure out what kind it was so he could better steel himself against it.

@ActRaiserTheReturned

@Legion02

Excelsis, the Lord-Eminence

"Magic? Curious." Excelsis said. As the method was named, Excelsis felt himself developing new senses to pick up on this magic. Crystaline protrusions grew, strange lenses revealed other powers in the skies. How curious. This magic was omnipresent and usable by seemingly anything and everything. Mastering it would be simple then.

The insult slid off of him like water off of a duck. He wasn't stupid. He was, perhaps, the smartest of them all. "Because any attempt to shatter me might break yourself as well." Excelsis pointed out. He would defend himself of course. "Besides, I only did what was natural. I saw a perfect version of myself and attempt to become it. Any reasonable divine would've done the same thing as I did." The god-orb said rather matter-of-factly. He did question why there were no more consumed Patrons and Matrons?

"Why do you even care for this Patron?" Excelsis went on. "They are of reality. We manipulate reality to our wishes. They are our natural born lessers." Again the question was sincere. It seemed that the god must suffer some delussion and the Lord-Eminence was determined to figure out what kind it was so he could better steel himself against it.

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@Legion02

"They aren't rocks, or grains of dirt. They have feelings, identities, sense of purpose, and self awareness. There's so much more to them than just being tools." Orranoth pointed out. "If the only thing making someone worthy of life is power, then all living things are in a clear and present, AND future danger."