At times yes there are some. There is one I want to reboot but I'm redoing the story and have to make sure I find people who are willing to stay for the long haul.
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Post taking longer then expected but should be up tonight.
Posted, I'm thinking of playing with the every changing relationship Wepwawet has with Set and Anubis. Since at times Set is the father and Anubis is the brother while other times Wepwawet is defined as being the son of Anubis. Perhaps make it be that Wepwawet was never fond of Set and found Anubis to be as much of a father figure as well as being called brother.
KASIM, SOMEWHERE IN SEATTLE
“In the midst of chaos, there is also opportunity”
Bright light filled the void of darkness that seemed to be the only thing to exist before. He inhaled sharply, as if breathing was something he had not done for a long time. His senses slowly came about him as the light dulled and his vision focused to see where he was. It looked like a building, or perhaps what was left of one. The window to the outside world was shattered, the place appeared to be mostly ransacked, nothing left besides the bed he awoke on. Part of the ceiling was gone, revealing another floor above. He slowly sat up taking in the dead world he saw around him. This wasn't what it was suppose to be yet this what what the world had become.
Now that he saw where he was, he had to answer who he was, what was his name again? It was there somewhere in the back of his mind, something that started with a W, an odd name but it was his. Yet instead of finding that name he chose another. Kasim, yes that would be his name for the time, his name to survive in this new world. He stood up on shaky legs as if walking was a new concept to him but it didn't take long for him to understand his balance and began taking a greater look at the room. On the ground was a bag, perhaps it was his, perhaps it wasn't he could not remember but he took it with whatever was inside, figuring it could aid him with wherever he went now in this destroyed world. He left the room through a door that was shattered. The only sound to greet him was that of the wind howling through the forgotten hallways of the decaying building.
Kasim saw no one else as he made his way out of the building which involved taking the stairs, or what remained of them. He had been on the third floor of some apartment complex. Once reaching a door that led outside he saw the extent of the shape of this new world. It appeared so desolate so quite. Nothing seemed to stir, nothing except for the ever changing wind. It was calming as much as it was disturbing to him. He had his name and now saw the world he was in and had an idea on perhaps he was up against but now he had to decide where to go, and what his purpose now was.
"I must remember," he quietly said to himself deciding upon his purpose and then taking his first steps forward in this bizarre world. The only path to his goal could be forward.
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SCORN, LOCATION UNKNOWN (SINCE YOU KNOW DON"T KNOW A TEAM YET)
"Do you know the definition of insanity?"
The light blinded her and made her cringe when she first awoke. She would of preferred to sleep the day away but it felt like she had been sleeping a long time all ready, an excruciatingly long time. Why was that?
Bah who cares, she thought to herself sitting up. Other voices whispered in her head but she tuned those out as if they were some normal occurrence ,What to do now Scorn? What to do? Who is there to play with? The name just randomly came up without even thinking of it. It was foreign to her yet also fit her, like it was her's all along. There were other name's but they were as much dead to her as where they came from, wherever that was.
She stood up stretching, not taking much care in her surroundings as she headed off in search of people to play with to get her out of her new boredom. It didn't take long for her to find her new playmates, they made so much noise they could of woke the dead. The thought made Scorn laugh hysterically. Wake the dead, like they soon would be once she had her fun.
A group of three scavenged about some ruins, looking for supplies when she came upon them. She stuck in the shadow's only making her presence known when she laughed at her thoughts. This caused them to jump which made her oddly happy seeing them search in fear at the noise.
"Ah let's play a game," she said still hiding among st the shadows ",Why not tag, you're it and have to find innocent little me. Marco." She taunted while running around to make some noise to get them to follow. They said something to one another but she didn't care, it was time to wait and make her next move. Foolishly they split up, just what she wanted. One by one she would have her fun that she craved. The first one walked by the place she hid herself as she waited and with ease she came out and disarmed him before pinning him to the ground.
"To slow," she whispered with an evil grin hands reaching to the face with thumbs at his eyes. He screamed in agony, such sweet music to her ears as she pushed her thumbs down, the sickening blood painting her fingers red. The screams soon died until there was nothing.
"One down, two to go," she said getting up and skipping her way down the cracked pavement, the hunter's now becoming the hunted ",Now I'm it." She hummed to herself while she skipped.
The second scavenger was looking through a run down building for her the floor partially caved in to a basement that had dropped a bunch of nasty toys for Scorn's amusement. She stalked up and pushed the man in, no sound came from him as he was impaled upon the spikes.
"Now only one playmate remains," she said returning to the first scavenger's body to which she found her final friend ",Oh now this is fun. Who shall win I do wonder?" The man had a gun and fired at her but she ran taking cover behind the corner of the building she just appeared from and waited. The man crept forward, his footsteps loud enough to hear. The barrel peaked around the corner and Scorn grabbed it ripping it out of the man's hands and tossed it aside. They fought for a time but eventually Scorn came on top, hands around her prey's throat watching merrily as his life ebbed from his eyes.
"That was fun but the game is done so see you hun," she smirked once the last bit of life bled out of her prey.
“In the midst of chaos, there is also opportunity”
Bright light filled the void of darkness that seemed to be the only thing to exist before. He inhaled sharply, as if breathing was something he had not done for a long time. His senses slowly came about him as the light dulled and his vision focused to see where he was. It looked like a building, or perhaps what was left of one. The window to the outside world was shattered, the place appeared to be mostly ransacked, nothing left besides the bed he awoke on. Part of the ceiling was gone, revealing another floor above. He slowly sat up taking in the dead world he saw around him. This wasn't what it was suppose to be yet this what what the world had become.
Now that he saw where he was, he had to answer who he was, what was his name again? It was there somewhere in the back of his mind, something that started with a W, an odd name but it was his. Yet instead of finding that name he chose another. Kasim, yes that would be his name for the time, his name to survive in this new world. He stood up on shaky legs as if walking was a new concept to him but it didn't take long for him to understand his balance and began taking a greater look at the room. On the ground was a bag, perhaps it was his, perhaps it wasn't he could not remember but he took it with whatever was inside, figuring it could aid him with wherever he went now in this destroyed world. He left the room through a door that was shattered. The only sound to greet him was that of the wind howling through the forgotten hallways of the decaying building.
Kasim saw no one else as he made his way out of the building which involved taking the stairs, or what remained of them. He had been on the third floor of some apartment complex. Once reaching a door that led outside he saw the extent of the shape of this new world. It appeared so desolate so quite. Nothing seemed to stir, nothing except for the ever changing wind. It was calming as much as it was disturbing to him. He had his name and now saw the world he was in and had an idea on perhaps he was up against but now he had to decide where to go, and what his purpose now was.
"I must remember," he quietly said to himself deciding upon his purpose and then taking his first steps forward in this bizarre world. The only path to his goal could be forward.
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SCORN, LOCATION UNKNOWN (SINCE YOU KNOW DON"T KNOW A TEAM YET)
"Do you know the definition of insanity?"
The light blinded her and made her cringe when she first awoke. She would of preferred to sleep the day away but it felt like she had been sleeping a long time all ready, an excruciatingly long time. Why was that?
Bah who cares, she thought to herself sitting up. Other voices whispered in her head but she tuned those out as if they were some normal occurrence ,What to do now Scorn? What to do? Who is there to play with? The name just randomly came up without even thinking of it. It was foreign to her yet also fit her, like it was her's all along. There were other name's but they were as much dead to her as where they came from, wherever that was.
She stood up stretching, not taking much care in her surroundings as she headed off in search of people to play with to get her out of her new boredom. It didn't take long for her to find her new playmates, they made so much noise they could of woke the dead. The thought made Scorn laugh hysterically. Wake the dead, like they soon would be once she had her fun.
A group of three scavenged about some ruins, looking for supplies when she came upon them. She stuck in the shadow's only making her presence known when she laughed at her thoughts. This caused them to jump which made her oddly happy seeing them search in fear at the noise.
"Ah let's play a game," she said still hiding among st the shadows ",Why not tag, you're it and have to find innocent little me. Marco." She taunted while running around to make some noise to get them to follow. They said something to one another but she didn't care, it was time to wait and make her next move. Foolishly they split up, just what she wanted. One by one she would have her fun that she craved. The first one walked by the place she hid herself as she waited and with ease she came out and disarmed him before pinning him to the ground.
"To slow," she whispered with an evil grin hands reaching to the face with thumbs at his eyes. He screamed in agony, such sweet music to her ears as she pushed her thumbs down, the sickening blood painting her fingers red. The screams soon died until there was nothing.
"One down, two to go," she said getting up and skipping her way down the cracked pavement, the hunter's now becoming the hunted ",Now I'm it." She hummed to herself while she skipped.
The second scavenger was looking through a run down building for her the floor partially caved in to a basement that had dropped a bunch of nasty toys for Scorn's amusement. She stalked up and pushed the man in, no sound came from him as he was impaled upon the spikes.
"Now only one playmate remains," she said returning to the first scavenger's body to which she found her final friend ",Oh now this is fun. Who shall win I do wonder?" The man had a gun and fired at her but she ran taking cover behind the corner of the building she just appeared from and waited. The man crept forward, his footsteps loud enough to hear. The barrel peaked around the corner and Scorn grabbed it ripping it out of the man's hands and tossed it aside. They fought for a time but eventually Scorn came on top, hands around her prey's throat watching merrily as his life ebbed from his eyes.
"That was fun but the game is done so see you hun," she smirked once the last bit of life bled out of her prey.
I go to bed and suddenly ton of new pages.... damn been awhile since I've seen an RP like that.
Now as for Team 1 name which I'm part of..... I'm okay with it. XD
Now as for Team 1 name which I'm part of..... I'm okay with it. XD
Well speaking of hype trains.....
God Name: Wepwawet
Mortal Name: Kasim
Origin/God of: Egyptian God of Warfare and Hunting, Guide for the Dead, Symbol of the United Upper and Lower Egypt
Appearance:
God history:
Personality: A war diety who oddly prefers to find a means of diplomacy over actual bloodshed. Despite his intimidating appearance he is a rather calm fellow who enjoys talking and listening to others. He has a rather good eye for detail, leading to seeing things others might of missed. He is an ally willing to sacrifice himself for who he deems are honorable comrades, and is fiercely loyal to those he calls friends, family can vary however at times. He has no problem sharing his role as a war deity, which he was accustomed to in the old Egyptian Pantheon.
However if you manage to cross him or get on his bad side, he does have a temper that is hard to cool off once the fuse is lit. With war despite his diplomatic nature, if a fight is inevitable he is an adversary that is hard to defeat and uses all he knows, with patience on his side.
Weapon(s): Mace and bow
Relationships/friendships: Brother to Anubis, Set normally the father (can never tell with how story switches but for now lets go with father..... maybe....)
Other:
Mortal Name: Kasim
Origin/God of: Egyptian God of Warfare and Hunting, Guide for the Dead, Symbol of the United Upper and Lower Egypt
Appearance:
God history:
Personality: A war diety who oddly prefers to find a means of diplomacy over actual bloodshed. Despite his intimidating appearance he is a rather calm fellow who enjoys talking and listening to others. He has a rather good eye for detail, leading to seeing things others might of missed. He is an ally willing to sacrifice himself for who he deems are honorable comrades, and is fiercely loyal to those he calls friends, family can vary however at times. He has no problem sharing his role as a war deity, which he was accustomed to in the old Egyptian Pantheon.
However if you manage to cross him or get on his bad side, he does have a temper that is hard to cool off once the fuse is lit. With war despite his diplomatic nature, if a fight is inevitable he is an adversary that is hard to defeat and uses all he knows, with patience on his side.
Weapon(s): Mace and bow
Relationships/friendships: Brother to Anubis, Set normally the father (can never tell with how story switches but for now lets go with father..... maybe....)
Other:
God Name: Wepwawet
Mortal Name: Kasim
Origin/God of: Egyptian God of Warfare and Hunting, Guide for the Dead, Symbol of the United Upper and Lower Egypt
Appearance:
God history:
Personality: A war diety who oddly prefers to find a means of diplomacy over actual bloodshed. Despite his intimidating appearance he is a rather calm fellow who enjoys talking and listening to others. He has a rather good eye for detail, leading to seeing things others might of missed. He is an ally willing to sacrifice himself for who he deems are honorable comrades, and is fiercely loyal to those he calls friends, family can vary however at times. He has no problem sharing his role as a war deity, which he was accustomed to in the old Egyptian Pantheon.
However if you manage to cross him or get on his bad side, he does have a temper that is hard to cool off once the fuse is lit. With war despite his diplomatic nature, if a fight is inevitable he is an adversary that is hard to defeat and uses all he knows, with patience on his side.
Weapon(s): Mace and bow
Relationships/friendships: Brother to Anubis, father Set
Other:
”Like what you see? Maybe someday I’ll give you a ride.” She let him take the double entendre as he pleased
Now whatever do you mean? XD
I'll get a post up either later tonight or tomorrow night.
@Argetlam350I need to talk to him to, as Set is Anubis' father. Who has Anibis again?
I believe that would be @Kronshi
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