Adeline

☼✧ℰ𝒸𝒽ℴ𝓈 ℴ𝒻 ℋ𝒶𝓉𝓇ℯ𝒹✧☼

What time period?

@Skwint

Good question! It’s set this year, although if anyone wants it different we can do that, It’s a flexible storyline

☼✧ℰ𝒸𝒽ℴ𝓈 ℴ𝒻 ℋ𝒶𝓉𝓇ℯ𝒹✧☼

Adeline:
Mandela family- Daughter of the Don

☼✧ℰ𝒸𝒽ℴ𝓈 ℴ𝒻 ℋ𝒶𝓉𝓇ℯ𝒹✧☼

☼✧ℰ𝒸𝒽ℴ𝓈 ℴ𝒻 ℋ𝒶𝓉𝓇ℯ𝒹✧☼

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There are two rival families in the city of New Orleans. Of course, amongst others, the only difference here? Magic. Not kiddie play fairies or elves, magic.

It was rooted within both families, the Roverios family and the Mandela family. It was as if in each soul lived a specific spark, one moving through their nerves, creating life and overflowing emotions around them, the other swimming it blood, casting shadows and darkening thoughts.

It was usual mafia drama, territory battles, who was impacting whose business, they just had more ammo. More risk.

The Roverios Family was famously known for their arms dealing, instead of exclusively using and carrying drugs, just as the opposite was the same for the Mandela family. Even though the product is different, the hatred runs deep, ancient.
These days, it’s chalked up to territory battles, but those highest in the families know better.

The Roverios Family

Blood is thicker than water, but is it thicker than smoke? Shadow? It shouldn’t be. Not useless the shadows already run through your veins. The Roverios family goes back centuries, being broken down and rebuilt, hidden and working through the shadows. Only direct relatives have gifts given from the moon, powers if you will. While the light of day weakens them, the darkness of night causes them to be quiet the threat, from teleporting between shadows, to being able to tear your soul from your body through the dark pupil of your eye.
A family of Greek and Spanish decent.

The Mandela Family

They say that nerves send direct shocks of feeling to the brain. This is true. But what if these nerves were given more than a shock to send? What if the very life force of your being was created and powered by the sun? In the Mandela family it is.
Not only can the blood relatives of this family bend and manipulate sunlight, they can boil the blood in your veins, set themselves off like a solar flair, leveling cities. The night brings plagues and nightmarish horrors, but they daylight gives them strength.
A family of Korean and African descent.

Mafia Family Hierarchy

Hi guys! Hopefully this grabbed some attention! This is 18+. If anyone is interested in this please respond down below! If at least four people respond then I will give more information and we can get this ball rolling!
If you do respond, please say which family and what mafia role you are wanting! Any roles that end up not being filled I will create.
I will put mine down first.

£ 𝕚𝕟𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 £ - A Murder Mystery RP

ℳ𝒶𝓇𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒶

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Mariana waits for what she believed to be far too long. Where was Benoit? Was there traffic? Fuck she needed to get out of here. The more the situation sat in her mind, the more anxious she felt.

“Hey”

Marianas head whips around, seeing Edward. She relaxes slightly, seeing as how he was the person that she would have preferred to speak to out of literally anyone else. It doesn’t mean she wants to talk to him. “Hi.” She says, her voice right at she sends another message to Benoit

Many rp ideas to those of interest

@Adeline I might be interested in echo of hatred

@TruckKun

Radical! If you want to dm me we can chat about it!

Many rp ideas to those of interest

Bumper

Horror/action aspect roleplay ideas

Hello everyone! These are a few ideas for casual style format roleplays I have incase anyone is interested! @ me or DM me for details! This is open to 18+

Horror

This first scenario can work (I think) for a dystopian horror.

The Crave of Nature pin.it/z1uQVR7YY
3/4ths of humanity was wiped out by nature. Not flood or tornados, not even earthquakes. Mother Nature began to fight back. Take what humanity destroyed. It started with the sickness. First you would get a fever, then loose color in your eyes and eventually, your thoughts became…almost animalistic. You would try to rip and bite at anyone who came near. The worst part? The sickness didn’t kill you. What killed you was another human, feeling an act of mercy is what was needed. Those who weren’t mercied were given a far worse fate.
The carcass of a dead animal would wake, crawling to you, fusing and melting into you, your mind confused. These were known as ‘Lost Ones’.
Some who were spared from the sickness became experiments for the government, or what was left of it. People were desperate for a cure. Eventually the government collapsed entirely, and now the only question is if you actually want to survive in this world.
🝮
This second one is kinda like a horror/fantasy.

A Canvas of Fear (Idea by @Tally Dor) pin.it/5y8caa6XN
You used to live a normal life. Boring? Maybe. Uncertain? Of course. But this…this is different. You wake up one day, not in your home or bed, but on the grassy hilltop of what seemed to be a wasteland, not a person in sight. Not much of anything in sight. Darkness covered this land, the only light from stars but no moon, and the stars seemed red in color. Monsters, beasts, nightmares roamed in this endless night…but there is hope…somewhere…there must be.

✩

Dystopian

There are Eyes in the Walls pin.it/46T4s1jUy
Ophelia had needed a fresh start, somewhere she could get away from the stress of college and family, and one morning, a pamphlet arrived in the mail. It was for a town, describing what seemed to be a perfect little city. The tent for apartments was cheap, there were many resources, and it was secluded, which meant less stress from the outside world. Ophelia decided to move, and she did so as fast as possible. But when she got to her new home, something was off… far off. Everyone she talked to seemed to be in a trance, a mute sense of happiness. There was hardly any color, or music, nothing. Cameras lined to walls and every structure, always on.
It was so…blank. She didn’t think much of it, but when her friend visits her only to go missing, Ophelia realizes that this perfect little town was a place in hell.

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Science Fiction

Death to Peace pin.it/6ebuBzZ76
An experimental facility run in an underground governmental space. A project known as 201. Scientists are working to create a serum to give supernatural abilities to people. Some work, for a while. Those that do are moved a level lower, set to test how far they can be pushed before they break. No one is meant to escape. Once the serum is perfected, the experimented on subjects are meant to be…terminated. Survive.

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Grimdark Fantasy

An Echo of Hatred pin.it/6Q7DKnOS3
Mafia. But with magic.

Many rp ideas to those of interest

Bump of desperation

Many rp ideas to those of interest

Hello everyone! These are a few ideas for roleplays I have incase anyone is interested! @ me or DM me for details! This is open to 18+

Horror

This first scenario can work (I think) for a dystopian horror.

The Crave of Nature pin.it/z1uQVR7YY
3/4ths of humanity was wiped out by nature. Not flood or tornados, not even earthquakes. Mother Nature began to fight back. Take what humanity destroyed. It started with the sickness. First you would get a fever, then loose color in your eyes and eventually, your thoughts became…almost animalistic. You would try to rip and bite at anyone who came near. The worst part? The sickness didn’t kill you. What killed you was another human, feeling an act of mercy is what was needed. Those who weren’t mercied were given a far worse fate.
The carcass of a dead animal would wake, crawling to you, fusing and melting into you, your mind confused. These were known as ‘Lost Ones’.
Some who were spared from the sickness became experiments for the government, or what was left of it. People were desperate for a cure. Eventually the government collapsed entirely, and now the only question is if you actually want to survive in this world.
🝮
This second one is kinda like a horror/fantasy.

A Canvas of Fear (Idea by @Tally Dor) pin.it/5y8caa6XN
You used to live a normal life. Boring? Maybe. Uncertain? Of course. But this…this is different. You wake up one day, not in your home or bed, but on the grassy hilltop of what seemed to be a wasteland, not a person in sight. Not much of anything in sight. Darkness covered this land, the only light from stars but no moon, and the stars seemed red in color. Monsters, beasts, nightmares roamed in this endless night…but there is hope…somewhere…there must be.

✩

Dystopian

There are Eyes in the Walls pin.it/46T4s1jUy
Ophelia had needed a fresh start, somewhere she could get away from the stress of college and family, and one morning, a pamphlet arrived in the mail. It was for a town, describing what seemed to be a perfect little city. The tent for apartments was cheap, there were many resources, and it was secluded, which meant less stress from the outside world. Ophelia decided to move, and she did so as fast as possible. But when she got to her new home, something was off… far off. Everyone she talked to seemed to be in a trance, a mute sense of happiness. There was hardly any color, or music, nothing. Cameras lined to walls and every structure, always on.
It was so…blank. She didn’t think much of it, but when her friend visits her only to go missing, Ophelia realizes that this perfect little town was a place in hell.

✩

Science Fiction

Death to Peace pin.it/6ebuBzZ76
An experimental facility run in an underground governmental space. A project known as 201. Scientists are working to create a serum to give supernatural abilities to people. Some work, for a while. Those that do are moved a level lower, set to test how far they can be pushed before they break. No one is meant to escape. Once the serum is perfected, the experimented on subjects are meant to be…terminated. Survive.

✩

Grimdark Fantasy

An Echo of Hatred pin.it/6Q7DKnOS3
Mafia. But with magic.

£ 𝕚𝕟𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 £ - A Murder Mystery RP

ℳ𝒶𝓇𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒶

🂱

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Mariana raises a brow at her mother clearing her throat but says nothing, feeling it to not be worth arguing at the present moment. She settles into her seat, her eyes following her mothers hand to top her off.
Hell no, she poured a glass. That was her kindness. That was it.
Marianas thoughts drifted off, thinking of something, anything to take her away from the present moment before she is pulled back by her mothers words.

“… I found your father dead in our bed.” Mariana takes herself from her unruly and never ending train of thought, her eyes finding her mother. “At first, paramedics assumed some kind of cardiac arrest. A hemorrhage maybe. They believed he’d died somewhat peacefully in his sleep-“ A small sighs leaves the woman, her eyebrows furrowed and yet her eyes softened. To have to see that…someone you loved dead…

“The police are saying, after their medical experts reassessed the scene, that your father was actually murdered…” Mariana freezes, her breath hitching, her sympathetic gaze gone. Murdered. Murder. The word rang disgustingly clear in her ears. She expected it in all honesty. But…to actually hear it spoken so plain…

“Asphyxiation is the conclusion so far but the post mortem will reveal more details. They’re not sure how long this will take but in the meantime, we need to prepare ourselves.”
Prepare themselves. She was a suspect. She would never be free from this family, never.

“-It out of the public eye thus far, give us some privacy as a family, but my lucks about to run out.” Mariana snaps back to attention, her eyes on her mother, and for the first time, her emotions are on her sleeve, her eyes wide, like a porcelain doll frozen in fear, or a deer caught in a trap.

“The leeches can only stay away for so long before a good story brings them out of the woodwork. The vultures will descend and when they do, I want us ready.” Ready? Ready for what? For the public to begin to speculate? Judge as they always have, but now being given a reason they can cling to.

“Katherine, I want you to deploy close-protection security to each of us. If Anthony’s murder is as suspicious as the police say, none of us are safe,” Mariana felt blood rush in her ears with each word, reality setting harder.
“The Will reading is tomorrow. You all need to be there. Not that I think you’d miss the opportunity to hear first-hand what small fortune you’re each inheriting… Ryland will be distributing the estate and assets. Funeral arrangements are being made. It’ll be on Friday next week, providing they release your Father’s body in the next couple days…”

Mariana felt sick. She had accepted the death. She hadn’t really cared much about it until now. At least, that is what she told herself. But this was too much. It was too real. She exhaled sharply, standing, her drink set down now as the dark haired woman surveys the room. Her family. Killers. Bloodsuckers. Cruel bastards, and she was no better.

Mariana leaves the pool house, grabbing her purse and pulling her phone out, sending a fast message to Benoit to bring the car around.

Tears unwillingly burn her eyes as she exhaled sharply, waiting for the dark vehicle to take her away from this cursed place.