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Miss Hobbs' Paranormal Detective Agency

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A Witch's Grimoire [18+] [F looking for M][MxM available too]

I have a desire for the new... Does anyone want to do a thing?

Blood's Jewels (Closed)

Ashkevron Residence in Askavi

As an early riser, she awoke before the sun. Bleary-eyed from staying up too late the night before, she sat up and brushed messy curls back from her face. A yawn wracked her body, forcing her mouth wide open and her arms into the air to work kinks out of her back. The excitement of last night left her feeling a bit bruised, physically speaking. Shaking and fear and happiness. It had been a tumultuous evening.

The young queen busied herself with washing her face, combing her hair and dressing up from clothes she had stored away. Crafting them into existence, the simple woolen dress made by her people stopped at mid-thigh. Woolen leggings covered her legs and her usual leather boots kept her feet warm and away from the stone floors.

Fatima wandered down to the kitchen and after some rummaging was able to begin making a delicious pot of coffee. She made sure to make it large as there were likely others who would enjoy the brew. As the sun peeked through the windows she searched the kitchen and came up with some bacon, eggs, and the ingredients for pancakes. The tiny woman set about preparing a large breakfast for the eyrie. If the men who lived here, and Lucivar, were anything like her old court they would have a healthy appetite. And she enjoyed the old skill of cooking. She hummed an old tune her mother taught her, sipping her black coffee and setting out plates.

Miss Hobbs' Paranormal Detective Agency

Of course welcome welcome

Miss Hobbs' Paranormal Detective Agency

No worries @Shaktzi took me forever to figure out coding stuff!! I still need to look things up!

Miss Hobbs' Paranormal Detective Agency

@The Forgotten i moved this over for you in case you would still like to edit and play this character.

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[color=][u][b]Name:[/b][/u][/color] Arthur Donaven
[color=][u][b]Age:[/b][/u][/color] 30
[color=][u][b]Sex:[/b][/u][/color] Male
[color=][u][b]Sexuality:[/b][/u][/color] Bisexual
[color=][u][b]Relationship Status:[/b][/u][/color] Single

[color=FFE8ED][center][h3]The Body[/h3][/center][/color]

[color=][u][b]Height:[/b][/u][/color] 6'1
[color=][u][b]Weight:[/b][/u][/color] 221
[color=][u][b]Hair:[/b][/u][/color] Auburn
[color=][u][b]Eyes:[/b][/u][/color] L eye Green/R eye Blue
[color=][u][b]Skin Tone:[/b][/u][/color] Tanned
[color=][u][b]Appearance:[/b][/u][/color] Arthur has the build of a man who has worked hard his entire life, and has the scars to match. His fore arms are littered in scars ranging from burns to bullet wounds, but the most noticeable ones are the long jagged scar that crosses over his jugular across his throat, and what appears to be claw marks going across his face from left to right.

[color=FFE8ED][center][h3]The Soul[/h3][/center][/color]

[color=][u][b]Likes:[/b][/u][/color] Liquor of any kind, Sex, Animals of any kind, Honest people, the color green, His hat and Duster, fighting
[color=][u][b]Dislikes:[/b][/u][/color] Rich people, Lies, anyone who attacks the weak, automobiles, electronics, anyone who thinks they are better then anyone else
[color=][u][b]Skills:[/b][/u][/color]
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[*] Can ride horses/bulls/donkeys/mules
[*] Crack shot with any revolver/lever action rifle
[*] Can clean any revolver in one minute or less.
[*] Can make a weapon out of anything in a fight.
[*] Can stitch up cuts and gashes.
[*] His left eye is capable of seeing in the dark, and seeing paranormal entity's that would otherwise go unnoticed.
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[color=][u][b]Brief History: [/b][/u][/color]
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[*] 1862- Mathius Donovan is born
[*] 1885- Mathius Donovan becomes Sheriff
[*] 1883- Mathius Donovan Marries
[*] 1883- Mathius Donovan retires and buys a ranch
[*] 1891- Arthur Donovan is born
[*] 1906- Mathius Donovan is shot down and Arthur Donovan inherits the family ranch
[*] 1911- Arthur Donovan kills his father's murderer
[*] 1916- Arthur Donovan Marries
[*] 1920- Arthur begins having nightmares
[*] 1921- Arthur and his wife are attacked by an unseen force leaving Arthur as the only survivor
[*] 1921- Arthur discovers he can now see things he shouldn't be able too see.
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[color=FFE8ED][center][h3]The Story[/h3][/center][/color]

Arthur had been many things over the last thirty years, all of which lead him here. Riding a horse through the middle New York City, one of the few places on this earth he had sworn he would never end up, garbed in his father's old riding duster and Hat, and a dust caked flannel and jeans. Not more then a month ago he had been a simple rancher, but thanks to life's shitty sense of humor he had lost it all. With everything he now owned saddled to his trusty steed, Arthur knew of one place to go when life got hard. The local bar.

Ignoring the looks of passers by, Arthur followed the distinct sound of local drunkards arguing and was quick to find a bar that suited his tastes. It was old, rustic, and above all else it wasn't high class. Arthur truly hated rich people. Hitching his horse to a nearby lamp post Arthur made his way through the old chipped and weathered door, the smell of liquor and tobacco filling his nose the moment he crossed the threshold.

Arthur had barely managed to get his hat off his head before one of the bar patrons glanced his way, spitting disagreeably at his feet. Arthur paused for a moment, debating on weather he should teach this drunkard a lesson, but was drawn from his choice as the voice of a woman rang out through the bar.

"Jessie Miller! What have I told you about spitting at strangers!" Arthur was quick to spot the origin of the voice, a short old woman with a fire behind her eyes, "Your officially cut off!" The old man tried to argue but as he stood from his stool his legs gave out sending him crashing to the ground, asleep. Stepping over the man Arthur took a seat and tapped on the bar saying gruffly.

"Thanks for that doll, I'll have a whisky." The gruff old woman offered what he could only be a warm smile as she filled a glass and slid it his way. As she went to put the bottle away Arthur slapped a crisp ten down on the bar with a smirk saying "Leave the bottle."

Hours passed with as Arthur drank his pain away, until a certain conversation between a father and his son drew his attention.

"But pa! It's good money!" The younger boy protested.

"I said no, and that's final! No son'o mine is gonna go around chasing ghosts!" the father shouted back angrily.

"Pa! It's like I said, it's not ghosts they investigate, they investigate unexplained things that's all!"

Arthur had heard enough at that point. Grabbing the bottle of whiskey beside him Arthur tipped the bottle back downing what was left before making his way over to the pair of bickering family members. It wasn't too hard to get more information and after receiving phone number from the boy, Arthur made his leave, a nice thrum rushing through his head thanks to the whisky. The next two hours were a blur of faces and voices, swirling around a drink addled brain. Arthur found himself standing in front of a phone in a desolate room, barren of any furniture or signs of anyone having been in that room for years based on the thick layer of dust that covered everything. But the most concerning thing of all was the fact that there were no footprints in the dust leading to the table. The floor was completely undisturbed.

Releasing a breath of air Arthur had been unaware he was holding he reached for the phone saying "It's about time for me to get some answers"

[color=FFE8ED][center][h3]The Ether[/h3][/center][/color]
[color=][u][b]Color Code:[/b][/u][/color]
[color=][u][b]Theme Song:[/b][/u][/color] "My Rifle, My Pony, and Me" By Dean Martin

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Miss Hobbs' Paranormal Detective Agency

I have added some resources to help anyone who wants to get into the swing of things. If you have a resource that you have found helpful that is not listed, let me know!

Miss Hobbs' Paranormal Investigators - A 1920's detective RP

The year is 1921. The place, New York City.

In this bustling town bursting with new beginnings and new money, crimes are committed on the regular. With the prohibition, which is regularly ignored, gangsters have popped up along with the Speakeasy. And the Great War finished not some three or four years ago, there has been many a loss. But the 1920's brings a lot of new hopes. And new freedoms for women.

Introducing Miss Hobbs and her Paranormal Investigative Team. Well, it's not a team just yet. It's only just starting out. They look into strange deaths and Miss Hobbs has been known to cavort with the spirits. A great party trick to most. In this new age where a woman can vote and get a job, the young heiress who has inherited a great estate from her father has decided to do something interesting with her downtime. Why not detective work?

Newspaper Ad:

Ex-cop down on your luck? Frustrated housewife looking for a hobby? Looking for capable, inquisitive, and clever people to begin an investigation business. Apply by phone.

You are those who have gone through the application process and been accepted into this new and fabulous career. There is just one thing Miss Hobbs has left out. The supernatural. You yourself may possess some small amount of gifts or may just be the average Joe. None the less you are all invited to a penthouse flat to begin your work.
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I would like anyone who wants to join to keep in mind the era. Many of the men have been in WWI. As a woman, you might have held a factory job or worked as a nurse at the front. Now that the war is over women were removed from their factory jobs and were supposed to return to a life of family. The skills you have should reflect this. But I am hoping for a diverse and interesting cast of characters.

Some archetypes I would LOVE to have are: the ex-cop/detective, gentle housewife, Jazzman, the failed actress, and the shell-shocked soldier.

None are of course required, but some things that might be fun to see and play with. I am very open to new ideas and thoughts as well. The roleplay is character driven with a GM detail post offering things like time of day, descriptions of places, and of course our lovely cast of NPC's.

The game is located in casual as I want to allow people to challenge themselves. However, I think my idea has gotten a bit complex and might scare off some. The general idea is something like a cross between DND and video games. No dice rolls, interactions more important. Feel free to ask questions here or on the RP.

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Miss Hobbs' Paranormal Detective Agency

I have updated the Gameplay section

Miss Hobbs' Paranormal Detective Agency

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