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<Snipped quote by Ammokkx>

Make an Ael clan member who isn't a ninja. A Non-ja.


Fun fact, Ael clan also specialize in mystics and scholars.

but they aren't as cool as ninjas.
I gotta take a break from all of this cartography.

And thus, I review the current characters.

@RedXCross Austin is accepted.

@tatszico Justin is accepted.

Now that one hour has passed since I took my break from making the map, I'll go back to it and stop slacking off.
You can post them now or wait.
Alright. We have enough people for this to work. Here's an app, if you want to start writing a character.

Name: (What people call you)
Age: (How many years have you been on this rock?)
Gender: (What is it?)
Appearance: (Image/Anime/DeviantArt/Written/doesn't matter, they're only used as references, anyways)
Personality: (Either a paragraph or some brief points. I want to understand why a character does X)
Backstory: (You may keep it brief. I just want to understand a character's upbringing and such)
Talents: (Stuff like martial arts, detective work, etc. Be sure to add in why in the backstory.)
Other: (Anything that's missing.)
Alright then! To all you happy people!
Welcome! Glad ya came!
Even at the best of times, you aren't happy enough!
There's no choice! I'll just have to make you happier, and happier!





Welcome to Happiness, an RP inspired by a bunch of different things, such as Battle Royale, Doubt!, Youkai Ningen, Corpse Party, SAW, a bunch more different series which I forget about, and even a bunch of weird Japanese songs I found on the tube of you.

Happiness is a survival mystery where every choice you make could affect the characters of everyone else. Characters will die, unless they're smart. If they last long enough, perhaps they could see the light of day again.

The beginning would start in all of the characters waking up in a small room with a bed and a small cardboard box. Within each box would be a random weapon and a cellphone.

Each character would be working towards the same goal (more or less). They all want (or maybe not) to escape from the ghostly asylum that they are stuck in. However, that is difficult, seeing how many doors are locked and how many traps are laid out.

To make things worse, food and water are scarce. The only way to get new supplies is to complete a daily mission, given to you on the phone you get from the start. Daily missions come in on texts. They range from inane actions to targeted murders. Completing these missions are optional, -but- something bad may happen if you skip too many of them.

Of course, you could also take supplies from other people without their permission. But doing this makes you unhappier and unhappier. At some point, you would be declared as not happy at all, and that would be a problem, wouldn't it?

The more judicious people may even want to find out things about the person who has done this to them.

Still, there's a lot of stuff that I don't want to reveal at all, as to make it much more like a mystery. Everything would have to be figured out by the characters. Some hypothesis that they make could be correct, but some may also be false. Of course, some could even lead to a dead end.

Characters won't die instantly from making a mistake, however. They'll get two or three "Get out of jail free cards" before a mistake would result in a dirt map. But, the more characters there are, the less lucky they are. Teamwork would be necessary to get people out of sticky situations.



Any question asked will be placed in the FAQ so people can find the answers easier.
Mary Ael


Mary's duel had been cut short with the sudden illness of her opponent. He collapsed and Mary won by default. Her victory left a bad taste in her mouth. She wanted to win by herself, not by some deus ex machina. She wanted to check in on how her opponent was doing, but by the time she had left her side of the arena, he was already taken to a medical center. Mary thought it would be in bad taste to visit the unconscious boy, seeing how he could have been a tryhard in which victory is everything. Still, she would probably end up sending a gift basket whenever he would wake up.

Mary left the arena and heard the enthusiastic announcer speak more. From there, she heard her full name called. Mary instantly stopped. Her expression changed from a calm and solemn look to what could be best described as internal screaming. She didn't want anyone to know her full name. Still, it was impressive that the man managed to say it all at once. She took a deep breath and regained her composure. She then grabbed her bag and walked over towards the staircase which would most aptly be called a waterfall of people. She managed to leap in and run down, following the boy in front of her.

From there, she heard the old man's speech. It was familiar. A sense of déjà vu filled Mary's mind, but she couldn't quite figure out why. Still, she listened to the old man. Finally, the dorms were called. Mary was put into the Wind dormitories. It wasn't good, but it wasn't bad, either. It was perfectly fine by her standards. Mary was pleased, but not impressed with herself. After everything was called, she went into her room.

Her room was nice. It reminded her of her own room at home. It had the same amenities. It was a pretty nice room. Mary spaced out everything she brought from home. Some canned goods, a metal frying pan, a induction cooktop, some seasonings and oils, cooking utensils, her clothes, her toothbrush from home (she forgot the toothpaste -- not that it mattered, though), and a child's cooking knife.

From there, she noticed the order form in which she could, well, order things. She wrote on the first allocated slot "Cookbooks". She still needed to study cooking, even while she was here in this school made for the dueling of the monsters. In the second slot, she wrote "Fresh vegetables." Finally, in the last slot, she wrote "refrigerator". She didn't have enough slots to ask for meat. It was a travesty. Still, she could live with a primarily vegetable-based diet. As she put that down, she noticed the weird phone on her desk. She then began to wonder how many things she missed, even to the point of questioning her sanity. She picked up the phone, looked at it for a moment, and put it back on her desk and looked around. She didn't think that she missed anything else. She picked up the phone again and placed it in one of her pockets.

She was hungry, but too tired to cook anything herself. She then remembered what the man over the intercom said. Sandwiches at the entrance of the staircase. Mary left her room to get a sammie and some water. Once there, she noticed Venwyn, just staring at the sandwiches. She stared at Venwyn. Her instincts kicked in. He was up to something, but what? Mary watched him, making sure he wouldn't do anything stupid; he probably still would, though.
When Ammokkx takes your meme game from the last time and reuses it.

Good opportunity to say: GUYZ. POST IZ HAPPENINK. GIMME A LITTLE TEM.


hOI

[insert image of a tiny temmie]
<Snipped quote by SilverDawn>

Yes. Yes he does.

And it is going to be glorious.


My.

Hero.
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