AngelofOctober

Shin Seiki Evangelion : א - A Giant Robot RP. Except not really.

Fuck it. Evangelion always been my favorite show. I'd love to join.

Persona and Yu-Gi-Oh Inspired High School Trading Card RP

It's a tentative maybe. I am getting busier and busier days, but I want to join, but I have other RPs. I'll see what the OCC sparks

Astray [M - High Casual]

Astray

We all seen it. Harrowing depictions of the apocalypse as some dry, arid, wasteland. They’ll show you fire and brimstone for a good story. So the future looks a little different than the one they showed you in the stories of your past.

Our future is a bit more green than that. A lot more green. When humans were out of the picture, well when a lot of humans were out of the picture, the trees and mother nature took back what was rightfully hers this whole entire time.

Now we’re hunted by God knows what. Creatures that are not of this earth. Hunted by Humans who have went feral.

The RP

Welcome ladies and gentleman to Astray. This is a survival sci-fi apocalypse. But there’s some differences in this world than the ones you’re thinking of. There are no zombies nor are there any feral ghouls wandering around here. The apocalypse you see before you is a lush, thick, and dense tropical forest. In humid tropical climates.

Instead you are a Human from either the Hunters or the Ferals. Who are the Hunters and who are the Ferals? Well that all needs to be explained doesn’t it?

How the world got this way?
During an alien invasion via War of the Worlds, they brought their own parasites and diseases to Earth. As the aliens died their DNA mixed with our throughs their fluids, seeping into our groundwater. These parasites stir life in somethings and death in others.

Some humans, well a lot of humans died. Few humans survived. And the parasites encouraged plant life to grow and changed the atmosphere in the air. To that of a more tropical climate, which the aliens were more comfortable with.

The Hunters,

Are the last Human Humans on Earth. They live in an outpost [Delta Five] they have created with scraps. Your goal is to survive. While perma death may be completely reserved for those who leave the RP, it is possible by bad decisions that you may die.

The Ferals,

Are Humans with significant mutations. When the alien viruses entered some human bloodstreams it did not kill them, instead over more and more and more years changed them. Gave them strengths the Hunters do not have. It increased their senses. They can smell better than other humans. It made them stronger. If they wanted to they could lift another human being with a single hand. But that’s as far as their strength goes. They are more agile and live more tribal than the Hunters do. They have two different clans also fighting each other for dominance.

As for the creatures, all alien and TBA as I work on a codex.

How this RP works?

It’s meant to be a sort open world storytelling continuous story with no plot goal in mind. Instead you’ll have different Arcs. And different chapters where new problems arise and it’s sort of post apocalypse drama. Think Slice of Life, but in a post apocalyptic setting. Scavenging, searching for scraps, betrayal, love, death, etc.

Two Clans of the Feral Tribe

You have the Clay Bone Horde tribe. Rumors or legend talk about them being mental warriors. Their leader is said to foretell the future. All though this might be smoke in the air to scare the other clans. They are known to use their Protectors. Deadly assassins with poisoned blades, known as the Edge Virus.

The Grim Stalker Tribe

The Grim Stalker Tribe broke from the Clay Bone Horde years ago after a conflict of leadership arose. They are known for being sturdy warriors, who use potions to make their warriors stronger. They berserk on poisonous potions. Strong and hardy they decorate themselves in war paint and powerful leaders wear the bones of their kills as decorative bracelets and necklaces.

The Roles

Hunters

Leader - Me

Second in Command - Open

Medic - Open

Lead Outpost Security - Open

Navigator - Open - A navigator's job is to mark points of interest and enemy locations on the map. Most likely this map is one they designed.

Outpost Security 1 - Open

Outpost Security 2 - Open

*and since this is meant to be sort of guideline, I’ll add security the more interest there is to be security of Delta Five

Scavenger

*anyone can sign up to be a scavenger it’s the most prevalent job and prevalent citizenship in Delta Five. A scavenger is often the one, that is lead with a team to go out into the forest and collect goods. Like food, tech, items of interest, etc.
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Ferals

Clay Bone Horde Leader - Me

Second in Command - Open

Shaman - a shaman works a bit differently than a medic. They gear more towards herbalist and post apocalyptic voodoo magic. Oh yeah there might be some sort of psychic magic shit going on for the person that takes on the shaman role.

Protector Leader

A protector's job in the Clay Bone Horde is to be the eyes and ears of the tribe. Unlike the Grim Stalkers you are more a group of assassins who know how to hide in the shadows. You are navigators and deadly stealth killers with blades laced in Edge.

Abilities - Enhanced Hearing - You have enhanced hearing. You can hear up to 40ft away from your location. Anyone trying to sneak up behind you is easily sensed by the vibration in your ears.

Protector 2 - Open

Protector 3 - Open

Protector 4 - Open

Seeker

A seeker is the tribe's version of a scavenger. They seek the forest for anything useful for the tribe. Be it tech that they utilize or be it food to feed the people. The Seekers make up the majority of the population.

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Grim Stalkers Leader - Open
*I expect anyone that takes this position to put in some work into their sheet. Casual doesn’t mean giving me low effort work.

Second in Command - Open

Witch Doctor - A witch doctor is a healer and practitioner in deadly ceremonies. Their brews turn ordinary men into berserking beast of rage and bloodlust. They make people see visions. And are said or rumored to read the minds of others. Deadly alchemist and excellent healers.
Abilities - Telepathy - Yep that’s right, but it’s very limited. It is one a thought of strong emotion. And is within the range of 5ft. And you may not get a clear message if there are too many around you.

Blood Warrior Leader - Open

The Blood Warriors are the backbone of the Grim Stalkers. They drink potions given to them no blessed to them by the Witch Doctors that turn their minds feral and give them animal like qualities and strengths. The best warriors decorate themselves in ink, by stencilling in their skin tattoos that depict their harrowing stories. Like beheading a Protector. Or slinging the entrails from a Hunter.

Abilities - Animal rage. Consume a potion from the witch doctor and you become animal in mind. Your sense of smell increases to 40 ft, your sense of sight increases your distance by 60 ft, and you have heightened reflexes that make you more aware of your surroundings

Blood Warrior 1 - open

Blood Warrior 2 - open

Blood Warrior 3 - open

Blood Warrior 4 - open.

Harvesters

The Harvesters to the Grim Stalkers are what the Seekers are to the Clay Bone Horde and the Hunters. They make up the majority of the population. Their job is to search and seek out food, tech, and look for new points of interest which they relay to the leaders of their security or their leader directly if it is of key importance.

Some Rules and Expectations

I expect anyone who joins my RP to effectively communicate, if they are going to busy say so, if there was an emergency let me know as soon as you can. I am not evil, but please communicate.

I expect people to ask questions before writing a sheet and assuming they know everything

And I expect some moderate effort in the sheets. That is creatively. Interesting concepts. And realistic enough written people. I am more than willing to help with sheets. You just have to follow the first two rules above, communicate, and ask questions. And I'll absolutely be there to help. Because that's imo what a GM does is help the members where they need.

Most importantly have fun. I know rules and expectations are not fun and I sound like a stickler.

I'm mostly busy this month of October, but expect a decrease in activity in November. So I am looking for interest now. Taking the time to write sheets in October and looking to start this RP in November.

Superman: Red Son [A DCAU RP]

I am working on a sheet for another RP. And am also a little busy in real life. I haven't forgotten though. Nekrig will be born soon enough.

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@AdamSandhill

Ebert’s latest review just doesn’t get my sense of humor. He should go back to make shitty art house films no one watches. Because they are a bore.

@FelixEbert_DarkFilmStudios

Cute. Ran out of man children films to write. So you decide to pick a fight about my latest review. Don’t get your humor? How about you lack actual humor that translates to today's audience. The 90s called they want you to retire.

@AdamSandhill

Were you just bored that you actually responded? Sad.

@FelixEbert_DarkFilmStudios

You must be very sad too then.

@Iluvhomoluv_MaxWag

Bets on Adam winning.

@UrMumsCock_ShellyShellfish

No way. Adam doesn’t have the intelligence to hold up to Ebert.

@ChockingonCuck

Fan war. You guys are such cucks. Both Adam and Ebert are fucking idiots. They both suck cuck sperm.

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@AdamSandhill - 2 mins ago

Had to delete my post. So much spam. :D

X out of tab. Typical. They never responded with something actually challenging. So they thought that deleting the post or blocking the individual or even removing them from their friend list solved anything. People who ran away from conflict could never handle conflict when they were the ones who started it. Their prideful narcissism blinded them.

Sometimes it was the simple fact their ego couldn’t handle it. He understood that the Little Lost Kitten didn’t do so well. But he rather figure out on what to fix about it, rather than think he was the greatest mind there ever existed.

He was not. He just didn’t spout dribble. Unless it was something he knew. Babbling idiots always believed they had something intelligent to say and all they looked to him was a retard with drool coming out of their mouth. And even that was an insult to retards. Some of these people were more retarded then retards.

He sighed sitting back from the computer desk. He didn’t make a whole lot of money, but he made it all seem like he did. It wasn’t to impress anyone. He just wanted to respect himself. He could dress his apartment like trash and live like trash just because he didn’t make enough money. Or he could put a sensible amount of work into his apartment and himself and look a little decent.

Placing a digit on one of the purple rose petals on his hand, he didn’t get people. They always wanted the easier way out of things. They always wanted things to be simple. Fame and praise. Fame and praise. Instant gratification. They never wanted to put any work into it.

Didn’t it seem ironic that the US had a hold yourself up by your own bootstraps mentality, but then all the heroes they idolizes were do nothing, lazy bums getting out of work. Or that all the famous celebrities were born into wealth without working for it. All that glitter and glam not earned, just given. And people immortalized that.

Anyone that even put a mentionable amount of worth and value and hard work into their passions were belittled and dragged down. They will tell you, you’ll never make it, you’ll never make enough money, you’ll never be famous. They’ll tell you that if you’re trying to become a filmmaker or writer or actor with the actual hard work and effort into your work, that you’re lazy and that you need to find a real job.

But then praise people who were just given it.

It seemed like a cognitive disconnect, didn’t it? Cognitive dissonance at its finest. He wondered if Devon was home.

People always looking for his opinion, but when he told them the honest truth they hated him. Devon wasn’t like that. She listened and they had some good conversations. Plus he was tired of sitting at his computer all day dealing with mind numbing verbal drool.

Getting up from his office chair he decided to dip out for a little while. Stretch his legs. Relax. Find a way to rid himself of this migraine. He felt like every time he dealt with people he killed just a little bit more of his brain cells.

His apartment really wasn’t that expensive all the magazines and interviews would have you think he was living middle class. But most of his furniture and most of his material goods were bought from Greatwill. You could always rely on getting a good discount at a Greatwill. A 30 dollar coffeepot at a retail store, 15 dollars at Greatwill.
He didn’t want expensive things. He wanted challenging things. He wanted a world that challenged the quota. Challenged creativity. Challenged thought. Challenged words. But you weren’t going to get it here. You saw ads that told you that the only thing you need to be happy is what you buy. A soda here. A pair of pants there. And if those didn’t make you happy then here are some pills.

He needed to get out of this surreal stucco prison for a little while. Fixing the collar of his button down shirt and grabbing his keys from this fetch ashtray he saw at Greatwill, it was this odd oval shape, with a wrinkled rim, with spirals of blue that wove around black ceramic. He didn’t smoke, but he found it so cool that he had to place it on his coffee table.

Stepping out of his apartment he locked the door behind him. Hopefully no one tried to talk to him. They always wanted to stop him in the hallway to talk to him about trivial bullshit. Well technically the culprit was the little old lady a few doors down.

He didn’t care about what she bought at the store or the great discount she on purses she found at the latest department store. Managing to sneak out without being seen. He walked to Devon’s door and knocked on it.

@knifeman

“If you’re feeling sorry for yourself, I provide a great distraction,” he says through the door.

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@AngelofOctober
yeah, i saw those! so cool that you thought all that out!

and i say devon is open for interaction because she's just there in the lobby of the apartment building and being weird laying on the couch

@knifeman

That's fine he'll probably go talk Devon after he's done bitching Adam Sandhill [i.e. pun off of Adam Sandler]

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@knifeman

Idk why Felix would visit Devon. Maybe she's the only enlightened fan around. It's not that he wants the ego boost, but he's trying to get his next film greenlit. Oh I don't know if you know this, but I wrote the 2 films he produced under his studio Dark Films Studio. And their ratings.

And his next film he's trying to get greenlit and funding. But he's also almost somewhat always in a fight from someone in Hollywoo.

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@AngelofOctober
i mean, sure. devon is open for any interaction, also

@knifeman

Felix is also a hairless sphynx. He's as bald as a baby and as wrinkly as an old person. lmao

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So we're just highlighting their day to day?

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@Arty Fox
probably soon. i got bored today and wrote up the first post!

@knifeman

That sounds exciting!