Daemyn Sterk

Whispers of the Truth (Post-Apocalyptic, soldier style roleplay. WITH MAGIC >:O)

Whispers of the Truth is a soldier-based roleplay set in a world 600 years after a cataclysmic event. It takes place in the land of Myzai, a world plagued by war and destruction. There our two current groups that are fighting for power at the moment, the Myzai Empire and the Crimson Gales, rebels to the tyrannous society. The Myzai Empire is plagued by problems such as slavery and starvation, only the nobles and royalty being safe from those things. The Empire is ruled by King Augustus of Rinn, the dictator who, through force, took control of the land and imposed his tyranny on all of the inhabitants. The Crimson Gales are the only group left fighting, and have just found research that could lead them to the retrieval of an Old World artifact, one overflowing with magickal power. The Myzai Empire knows too, and soon a conflict will amount over the mysterious artifact, the victor coming off with the power of the Old.

Basically, our characters will all be recruits to a new regiment of The Crimson Gales, and they'll go through basic training, preparations, and all out war. I'd like to play out the emotions that humans would go through when exposed to the true realities of war, and their reactions to it. It's going to be a pretty dark roleplay, but I think it'll be a lot of fun.

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Whispers of the Truth

Great app, accepted! I'll add your character to the character list as soon as I'm home.

And no I don't mind, It's great actually! Since the world is still not fully developed, any add ons or suggestions are accepted and appreciated. :3

Fallout: The Long Haul (ALWAYS OPEN TO NEW PLAYERS)

An expression of utter confusion spread across the young NCR soldier's face as the woman in front of him began to laugh, he genuinely couldn't understand what was causing it. "Err, you doin' alrigh' there ma'am?" He'd ask above her laughter fit. Was she laughing at him? No, it couldn't be, he hadn't done anything absolutely stupid in the last few seconds, had he? Maybe she was laughing at the mutant, though what kind of barking madman, or madwoman, would you have to be to laugh at a damned giant mutant? He continued to stare at her with a puzzled expression on his face until she finally stopped laughing.

As the fit slowed to a stop, she said "No need to call me ma'am.. Makes me feel older then I really am.” The puzzled expression on his face didn't change from before. He'd been taught that it was always polite to call a woman, regardless of rank, ma'am, and a man sir. He was a soldier after all, and he served the civilians of the land that couldn't defend themselves. Was she laughing at his formalities? He thought for a moment, thinking of other titles that he could call her by. Would madame work, or maybe just miss? He settled on the latter, maybe she wouldn't laugh at that.

As the woman took a small step closer, Sabin shifted uneasily, though he stayed in position. "All in a day's work. And of course Ma'a-... I mean miss, I won't let tha' blood suckin' Mr. House touch none of ya, I swear on my soldierhood." Sabin would say, saluting once again.

A Whisper in the Dark (Original Idea)

Made a thread if anyone's interested. http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/46990/posts/ooc

Whispers of the Truth

List of Accepted Characters

Cassius Mallory

Name: Cassius Mallory

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Personality: Hollow, Cassius actually has a lack of personality. He has trouble feeling emotions, and is often confused when he doesn't feel what he thinks he should. When around others, Cassius often adapts the personality that he believes others would approve of, which tends to make the boy inconsistent and confusing. He covers his emptiness with layers of false personalities, making it hard to work out his true nature. Being alone his entire life, he finds it hard to shoo away his feelings of deep loneliness. Cassius often does not know how to respond to social situations due to his almost absolute lack of interaction during his childhood. In the end, Cassius is a hollow and empty boy who just wants to know his place in the world.

Appearance: He stands at 5'8, with an average shape and form. His head is somewhat large in proportion to his body.

Bio: It all started with two investigators who were researching the powers of Old World magick, they devoted their lives to the low possibility that some fairy tale powers actually existed in the real world. After years and years of research, their work had finally paid off. They had managed to pinpoint the location of a possible artifact. When they had arrived at the position, they were met by a large rock-like shape that glowed with a strange, blue aura. As they wearily touched the strange artifact, pure force of mysterious origin was propulsed from the item, flinging the two backwards and temporarily blinding them with its light. When they regained their vision, the rock was gone, replaced with a mewling baby. Confused and angered at their sudden loss, they stood staring at the child. That's when they realized that the child must be the artifact, kept hidden from the universe by powers unknown. But they had found it, after years and years of research they had found it. Now they'd just have to raise the child. They brought him back to their household, far isolated from any community. The two scientists raised Cassius as a weapon, giving no social interaction to the boy. Cassius was tutored for half of each day on the abilities of reading and writing, but nothing more. No emotion was showed during those lessons, there was nothing more than a dull, continuous drawl that he was forced to follow along. At the age of 10, the lessons were halted, and he was left alone on an isolated piece of land, gates constructed around the area keeping him in. Even though he was free to wander the piece of land, he was caged in like an animal, with only cameras to keep him company and the quick flash of flesh that could be sighted from the hatch that his meals were delivered. At the age of 17, Cassius had shown no sign of any magickal ability. Their research had failed, and the Crimson Gales had caught onto their experiments and tests. Their lives were for nothing. The Crimson Gales began their march upon the household to interrogate the scientists. It was Cassius's 17th birthday, and that was when he saw the scientists for the first time in 7 years. They came into his little encampment silently, staring down at the boy that had been the destruction of their careers. Reaching into their pockets, they pulled out two matching pistols and simultaneously shot themselves, their blood splattering the boy. When the Crimson Gales had finally arrived, they found Cassius staring down at the two bodies of the scientists, the two that he'd thought of as parents. Any research that had belonged to the two had been destroyed, and the boy was al that they could salvage. The mysterious boy was taken back to the homeland of the Crimson Gales, where they attempted to reform him and taught him the history of the land. Cassius, with no other choice, enlisted in the military. Maybe he'd finally be able to find his place there.

Cynthia Blackburn

Name: Cynthia Blackburn

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Personality: Cynical, though will accept to aid others if it doesn't create too much of a distraction from her own goals. She is fairly quiet, though also has a fierce side that is rarely seen. When it shows...well, you better hope you're not the one on the receiving end of her wrath... Oh, and she also might be slightly delirious, though it could just be classified as insanity in general.

Appearance:

Bio: Cynthia is from a race of humans who have been all but nearly left extinct in recent years, due to genetic wipeout as they've been unintentionally "breed out" of their original and true selves, leaving behind only a handful of full-breeds. Cynthia just so happens to be one such full-breed, having both mother and father of the same race. These people are typically referred to as "Darkner's".

Cynthia started out life as a young lass in the slave trade. Her birth was noticed by the noble her mother and father worked for, and she was sent to auction immediately. However, due to her being so young, she would cost more than she was worth, and nobody bought her. Eventually, the noble settled on letting Cynthia's parents keep her and raise her for the time being, though they had to accommodate for Cynthia's goods and services, as she wasn't working...

Cynthia's younger life was harsh. Her bed was a small stack of hay out in the barn, since she wasn't allowed to sleep in the house; the best thing she ever ate as a child was a steak, which she stole and was caught, being severely punished for it - her usual meals consisted of whatever her parents could lay their hands on, often creating a broth or soup; and her best friend was imaginary, as everyone in reality, aside from her parents, were hateful towards her, leading towards more childhood trauma. However, that wasn't the worst of it...

Things really started taking a turn for the worst by the time she hit 7. By now she had to work daily to, quote-on-quote, "complete her end of the deal"; would get constantly beaten and bullied by both adults and children alike; development of delirium ensued as she became closed from the rest of the world; her mother died of starvation; and, last but not least, she killed a boy in a fit of rage...

At age 14 Cynthia began to retaliate. She learnt how to fight, both mentally and physically, her delirium began to die down a little, she got some sympathy from the nobleman due to her mothers death, and learnt about The Crimson Gales. This was also the time she began to develop a more self-centered personality, caring less and less about others and becoming more cynical on life.

However, it was a week before her seventeenth birthday when her father proposed to Cynthia a way out. She though that he was going to buy her out of the industry, but the truth of the matter was that he was going to smuggle her out. The plan he devised was going smoothly, though it was at the final stage where they messed up. The nobleman spotted the two trying to sneak out and immediately called the guards. Her father murdered the "nobleman" right then and there, and ordered Cynthia to escape whilst she still could, leaving her with one final plea:

"Stay safe and bring justice..."

It wasn't until a month or two later that Cynthia was asked to join the Crimson Gales'. But when it did, she felt the need to join, as if those were the true meaning behind her fathers final words...

Whispers of the Truth

They say that long ago it was the mystical forces of magick that had led the world to ruin, the subjugating power tearing the old world to shreds as the sovereigns of the land pit their armies against each other to control the raw might of a single being. That being was a scared child, imbued with power foreign to her and forced to watch the bloodbath of conflict all centered around her. In the tales it is told that an unwitting boy happened upon her, teaching her how to trust, care, and love. In the end, that boy would sacrifice himself to save her, expelling the magick inside her and in turn destroying the old world, purging the cruel world of all but few. The girl was alone, left to wander the broken world until fate came for her, too.

Most assume this is only a myth, a child's tale told to warn the consequences of power, but there is no denying that something powerful came along and razed the old world. Whether it really was magick, or some cataclystic weapon, there is only one thing that really triggered the downfall of the old world. Mankind.

"The soldier above all others prays for peace, for it is the soldier who must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war."
-Douglas MacArthur

Whispers of the Truth is a post apocalyptic roleplay set 600 years after a cataclysmic event wiped out all but a fraction of the human race. It's a rather dark roleplay centered around the new world of Myzai. A bloody war is occuring between the tyrannous empire of ruling over the land and the Crimson Gales, rebels who fight to overthrow the dictatorship of the land. Meanwhile, rumors of mystical artifacts from the old world have began to surface, prompting both sides to start investigations. The Crimson Gales believe that they have found the location of this so called artifact, and spies have already relayed the information to the king. It won't be long until a bloody conflict unfolds over the powers of the old world.

Specifically, the roleplay will be based around a new regiment of recruits for The Crimson Gales. It will detail their journey, starting from basic training to all out war as the supposed power that razed the old world is slowly uncovered. The recruits will go from children ignorant of the horrors or war, to battle-torn survivors of conflict based upon power.

Are the Crimson Gales really the righteous freedom fighters that they're made out to be or are they just pawns in a struggle for the ultimate power? Will mankind bring about the same end that occured to the residents of the old world?

"In wartime, truth is so precious that she should always be attended by a bodyguard of lies."
-Winston Churchill

Information:

Events succeeding the destruction of the Old World

Few remained after the destruction of the old world, barely a fraction of the once populous human race. The unforgiving land around them wasn't kind to them, and within weeks many had killed by hunger, dehydration, unfriendly climate, and the beasts of the land. The survivors that fought through all of the hardships and never came up came out stronger than before, adapted to the cruel land around them. Slowly but surely, humanity made its comeback, building up small villages and banding together to survive. The Myzai empire formed around 450 years after the destruction of the Old World, but it wasn't until the year 500 did it begin to grow powerful. The Myzai Empire now has almost complete control of all of Myzai, anyone within its land who rebels is soon tortured, and either executed or sent to become a slave.

The Myzai Empire

The Myzai Empire is ruled by the sole sovereign, King Augustus of Rinn. He reigns over the land with an iron fist, keeping all but the nobles in an oppressive hold. Slavery is normal among the nobles, and anyone caught in the wrong place at the wrong time will quickly find themselves stripped of their freedom. Life in the ghettos is dangerous, numerous crimes from stealing to murder is commonplace due to the lack of an authoritive policing system in the lower social classes. The nobles have every commodity provided for them, often being gluttonous, controllative pigs. Many of them don't even know that the world their life is based above is wrong. Currently, the Myzai Empire is searching for the artifact of The Old World, to make their reign over the land unquestionable. The city where the empire is based is Rinn, which is at the dead center of the land.

The Crimson Gales

Often simply referred to as The Gales, they're the leading rebel group of the land. Formed by a group of escaped slaves, they hideout somewhere in the east, leading skirmishes and gaining power and influence. Though they're not as properly supplied as the Empire, they nearly match the Empire in size and make up for what they lack in pure passion. The Crimson Gales may have a more suspicious side to their leadership, one that lusts for power and control.

The World

There is only one known landmass in the world, Myzai. It has a roughly circular shape formation. Rinn, the central castle town of the Myzai Empire, lies dead in the middle of the land. The Crimson Gales are situated in the south, a in a place known to the Empire but they have yet mustered the power to completely destroy them.

Rinn

Rinn is a town with a castle straight in the center which is the household of royalty. The households centered around the castle are all of nobility. Beyond the nobility sections is where the ghettos are, where anyone below nobility resides and struggle on a daily basis.

Technology

In the land of Myzai, there is no such thing as television, cell phones, the internet, computers, or anything of that such. Automatic weapons are wide-spread, along with cars, tanks, and aeroplanes.

Rules
-Don't godmod, metagame, and all that herr-da-blerr.
-Use grammar and correct sentence structures to the best of your knowledge, and make an effort when you create a post.
-Keep it pg-13, folks, y'know how it goes.
-Wait for a couple posts before posting again, let everyone get their turn.
-Play your character realistically, we're mostly playing as new recruits, in a battle if and when your character kills someone, they're not just going to be like, "lol, woops that guys dead let's kill more" they're most likely going to go through something emotional, and it's up to you to roleplay that efficiently.
-Don't be an asshole

Uniform of the Crimson Gales

Coat

Pants+Boots

Weapons carried by Crimson Gale Infantry

Rifle

Pistol

Combat Knife

Character application
Name:
Gender:
Age: (The Crimson Gales accept anyone above the age of 16, and there's no maximum. Keep in mind that your character is starting as a recruit, not a battle-torn soldier.)
Personality:
Appearance: (Either put a person of a real person/illustration or describe your character in detail, whatever you prefer. If you post a picture you still need to specify your character's body size and the such.)
Bio:
Other: (Anything else you'd like to add?)

A Whisper in the Dark (Original Idea)

Cool! I did a lot of thinking and I'm just about done with the thread, I'll post it as soon as I'm finished and I'll put in a link!

Years Later. (Harry Potter Based RP)

As the class began, Alin listened to what the professor had to say but that strange happiness was still distracting him, refusing to go away. He smiled when Serena earned Hufflepuff five points. He'd only ever earned points on a few small occasions, as he had trouble answering questions because he thought he'd just get it wrong and embarrass himself. It was nice to see his best friend earn a few points, though.

Alin was happy for the invite, he loved to see Serena play quidditch. He always thought about how amazing it must feel to fly high above the world and forget everything else with only the sky around you. He yearned to fly too, though he hadn't the money for a broom, and the few times that he had been able to fly he'd just made a fool of himself. He was overjoyed at the idea of watching Serena fly though, and he smiled. "Of course, I'd love to come along! I mean, only if you want me to." He giggled a tiny bit at her joke about the book, but he decided against bringing one to the practice because he knew it'd be rude. Alin couldn't wait until classes were over and he could hangout more with his best friend.

Fallout: The Long Haul (ALWAYS OPEN TO NEW PLAYERS)

Sabin smile broadened as the woman seemingly believed his story, glad that another person wouldn't think he was a barking child. When she introduced herself, Sabin responded politely, "Nice to meet you, ma'am!" He swelled up even higher with pride as the woman admired the NCR as heroes, saying that she was glad to have one along. "Just doing my job, ma'am." Sabin said, saluting once again. The compliments made Sabin almost forget about the accident, too caught up in his pride to feel embarrassed over his mistake.

Of course, his superstitious implications that House was some kind of blood sucker was obviously foolish nonsense, though naive Sabin seemed to truly believe them. He looked as if he were just about to burst with pride as the woman asked him if he was going to protect them from blood sucking Mr. House. "Of course ma'am, I'll do everything in my powers t' make sure that no citizens will be harmed from no blood suckin' beast. He won't touch ya." He swallowed the fake fear without question. He would keep everyone safe, it was the last thing he did.

When the mutant approached him once again and thrust its face only inches from his, he breathed in the probably acrid scent of the mutant's breath. He squeaked in terror again, but he couldn't freak out again, his reputation was on the line. Instead he stood strong, staring fearfully into the mutant's eyes but not faltering. Sabin was just about to crack when the creature finally grabbed the teddy bear from his arms. He hadn't even realized he was still carrying the thing, he must of picked it up on accident and forgot about it. Sabin, of course, didn't catch a word that the mutant had said, too engulfed in his own fear. As the mutant finally backed off, he took a breath, realizing that he had been holding his breath. Phew, that sure was a close one, he'd been seconds away from getting his head bit off; again! He'd have to be much more careful around the mutant, he obviously would turn on them sooner or later.

Fallout: The Long Haul (ALWAYS OPEN TO NEW PLAYERS)

On the second IC post AtomicItalian has a list of the characters+links to their app I believe.