Evil Ghost Note

[On hold, Will return]

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^{Father... he was a broken, flawed man, but he did everything for us...}

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Urban-Fantasy | Mystery | Horror | Character Driven

OVERVIEW

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Welcome to Recollections: Magnanimous, another RP set in the supernatural horror/urban fantasy universe known as the Recollections universe. Set after Vivid Recollections where the world eating eldritch abomination known as the Glutton was defeated and a new timeline was created free of its influence - with the side effect of magic returning. This creates a wide range of different ramifications as new beings and problems turn the system upside down.

In Magnanimous, it's all about the Vanburen family. An illustrious family that is set in Araminta, Pennslyvania. The Vanburens were lead by their patriarch, James Vanburen, who had a bunch of different children from past relations and adopted orphans and street rats out of the kindness of his heart. He was known as the world's greatest man; he was venerated by many as the kindest, self-sacrificing, generous man in the world. And then he died due to mysterious circumstances on Christmas day. However, a year after his death, a curse activated that would turn his children (by blood or not) into stone if they left Araminta. So now his children have to put aside their differences and solve the curse. However, James was not as great as he seemed to be as his many crimes, sins and past mistakes come back to haunt the family. It's up to them to set things right.

This story will be an urban-fantasy story that will cast a certain light on "magic" while leaving it ambiguous whether or not it's truly magic or not. The storyline will have elements of superpowers, urban fantasy, horror, and more. The primary thematic of this RP will be Idolism or Magnanmity. The Vanburen family idolized James for his kindness, but they'll quickly find out that he wasn't that perfect. Tension will rise as they try to come to terms with the problems he left for the family. The secondary theme will be Secrets as every member of the family has their own secrets they've been hiding from each other - which will also have to be faced. Like Vivid Recollections, it's underlying themes will be Memory, Connections and Emotion.

DISCORD SERVER

RULES

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1. OOC Rules

^{⋗ 1 . 1 |} Remember that everybody is here to have fun above all else. We may throw a few flowery jabs at each other, but remember it's all in good fun. The Golden rule is: don't be a dick.

^{⋗ 1 . 2 |} That said, remember that I have the full right to deny anyone access to the RP, and I am willing to remove anyone from the RP should they get too unruly. I hope it doesn't come to that, but I'm just putting that out there.

^{⋗ 1 . 3 |} I enforce a policy of not informing people of every time they should post (unless their character is in the middle of interactions). If you go inactive without a peep, I'm not going to babysit you. It's a player's responsibility to keep up with the RP.

^{⋗ 1 . 4 |} Please be respectful towards all other players.

^{⋗ 1 . 5 |} Please do not post a "wip" sheet on the OOC. I find it very irritating when someone posts an incomplete character sheet. If you want me to read over what you have so far, just PM it to me. If you need a place to work on it just private message the sheet to yourself (or write it on one of many platforms).

^{⋗ 1 . 6 |} This RP will strictly be "first come, first serve." Meaning I will not reserve any powers/character roles/etc, and they will go to whoever finishes their character sheet first. If there's a conflict over it, I will decide the outcome.

^{⋗ 1 . 7 |} Character applications will go into the OOC (where we can work things out) until they are accepted. In other words, the character tab is for accepted characters only. Also, do not "reserve" a spot in the Character Tab unless you were given permission to by me.

^{⋗ 1 . 8 |} Try to keep the OOC active as possible. Even chit-chatting about random games is perfectly okay.

2. IC Rules

^{⋗ 2 . 1 |} No Powergaming, God-Modding, Metagaming, etc, etc... You know, the "don't"s of Roleplaying. You know the dealio.

^{⋗ 2 . 2 |} Let me say now; the story will be pretty slow-paced at times. I have a job and college, so I won't be able to post constantly. If a slower RP is good for you, then go for it.

^{⋗ 2 . 3 |} All I ask for is one post a week. If it's been a week since your last post, your character will be placed into the inactive section until they are written off (mostly by death). Once a character is inactive, however, they are officially an NPC and can be used freely by the GMs, or the players. Unless you give notice of your absence, then your character is off the table.

^{⋗ 2 . 4 |} I am not a stickler for post length. I'd rather have a meaningful paragraph, over an essay full of filler. But, I request one paragraph.

^{⋗ 2 . 5 |} This RP, at times, will get very dark. I plan for it to be a very mature, and down-to-earth Roleplay. There will be death, drinking, drugs, and tickle fingers.

^{⋗ 2 . 6 |} Character death is a real possibility. By submitting a character, you understand that they have to take responsibility for their actions. They will not be bailed out by me and possibly get injured or die. I won't jeopardize the story for one character. They can also be killed by other characters. I won't go out of my way to kill off any character - that I like - but I may injure them for the sake of the story.

^{⋗ 2 . 7 |} Romance/Sex/Whatever is allowed in the RP. "Fade to black" is so beaten into your heads by now that there's no point in even repeating it. Though given that everyone will be related in one way or another...

^{⋗ 2 . 8 |} To keep things a bit more organized, please say where your post is taking place at the start of your post.

^{⋗ 2 . 9 |} If you're also expecting me to hold your hand every step of the way, then you're going to be disappointed. This is going to be an RP that rewards taking initiative, and starting plotlines of your own. I'll provide a storyline, but I'm not going to be railroading everyone.

3. Character Creation Rules

^{⋗ 3 . 1 |} Every character should be apart of the Vanburen family or related to them in one way or another. I'm mostly looking for the children of James but I'll allow a few adoptees and maybe a few other people that have been roped into the situation. You're all given free rein to decide how they're his children (Past marriage, affair, etc, etc). Personally, I don't care even if they're all orphans he adopted long as a majority of the cast are Vanburens.

^{⋗ 3 . 2 |} I expect some moderate detail when writing your character sheet. Remember, this RP is more grounded in realism, and I want each character to feel like a person. Try to give them a believable past, goals, personality, etc.

^{⋗ 3 . 3 |} If your goal is to basically make the strongest/best character, and try to "win" the roleplay, let me stop you here and say you won't get far. This is a story, not a place for you to wank your OP self-insert. Nothing says "I'm a bad writer" to me than giving your character the strongest abilities (along with an asston of skills). I will not hesitate to ask you to change whatever I dislike about your character sheet.

^{⋗ 3 . 4 |} If your character is a sociopath/psychopath, complete badass, perfect character, edgelord, then they're likely not going to get accepted.

^{⋗ 3 . 5 |} You can create a character of any ethnicity, gender, sexuality, background, etc, within the bounds of realism of course. You can definitely get creative here.

^{⋗ 3 . 6 |} Following abilities are banned: Anything related to "power manipulation" (such as replication, removal, etc - I'll allow power boosting), Immortality, Gravity Manipulation, Magnetism, "instant death" powers, reality-warping, anything with "Omni" attached to it, and complete defense/indestructibility.

^{⋗ 3 . 7 |} I'm not placing a hard character limit, but I'm going to recommend you have no more than three characters. Afterward, you better bring something new to the table.

^{⋗ 3 . 8 |} I suggest writing a description of your character's appearance to get everyone in that writing mood. If you must, you can use a picture. Just no anime. The pictures have to be of real people, or realistic art (but, let's shy away from A/B List Celebrities).

^{⋗ 3 . 9 |} When creating a character, try to be diverse. Look at the character sheets and try to fulfill a role that no one has. No one wants a million street fighters, or nice girls. You can be pretty creative within the bounds of the lore.

^{⋗ 3 . 10 |} Please refrain from tacking skills onto characters. Try to make everything feel natural to your character.

^{⋗ 3 . 11 |} On the other hand, I'm going to be allowing more powerful abilities such as time manipulation, immortality, mind control/suggestion, memory manipulation, etc. There are limits in place to keep the playing field even, so keep that in mind.

^{⋗ 3 . 12 |} Powers reflect some aspect of the character, so keep that in mind when creating one. I'm not asking for something super symbolic, but maybe something loosely related to your character.

^{⋗ 3 . 13 |} Also, don't fill out the weaknesses/limits section of the character sheet. I'll fill that out for you!

^{⋗ 3 . 14 |} This is optional, but I can choose a power for your character. It'll be a fun little thing for both of us

Recollections: Magnanimous (Urban fantasy/horror RP about the magical scions of a great man who try to figure out his past)

This looks super interesting... Are you accepting new people, or only those who have gone with you through the previous storylines?

@Quetzaloe

Yeah I am always accepting new people.

Recollections: Magnanimous (Urban fantasy/horror RP about the magical scions of a great man who try to figure out his past)

it'll actually be more coherent than the coven

but it might have a floating penis ghost

Recollections: The Othergrounds [Complete]

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"Please God, Isla," Zoey awkwardly looked off to the side like she was in the Office. "Are you tryna out spooky the spooky bitch? Wipe that smile off before I do it for you." It was honestly creeping her out... and from the looks of it, also creeping out the kid.

Fortunately, their memory was good enough to lead them through these spooky ass neighborhoods... Zoey was on edge the whole time. Every person she passed she kept her eye on them and the sigil of a snowflake on her hand was glowing brightly. She didn't mind if anyone saw it, her abstraction was not a secret. Zoey sighed as they finally made it to the giant train station. And the question started piling up in Zoey's head, but to be honest with herself she wasn't Penny. Zoey was smart enough to leave well enough alone...

They approached the train station and Zoey was the second to walk in - she didn't even stop to look at the sign. Zoey stepped into the massive entryway of the place.. and then her eyes locked onto the tabacco dispensary aka the holy grail of cigarettes. Zoey ran over to it like a madwoman as she saw all sorts of cigarettes... they were all old as dirt but Zoey didn't care. They were probably the powerful shit because cigarette companies started pussyfooting.

Without one further thought, Zoey created a ball of ice and launched it at the vending machine. Creating a loud ass bang as glass shattered. And Zoey, seeing that she got the green light immediately pulled out the first box she could see and opened it up. She shoved the cigarette in between her lips as she lit and... Ahhhhhhhhh... cherry smoked bliss. Zoey sighed as the feeling of getting a cigarette after ten minutes of not having a cigarette was better than sex.

Zoey shoved as many cigarettes into her pockets as she could like she was a crack fiend... before she awkwardly looked over her shoulder at the group.

"Zoey!" Hagan said as he put his hands up, looking at Zoey. "The fuck?!"

"Sorry, Hagan," Zoey said, "I'd rather die with a pocket with of cigarettes than be empty-handed."

"That doesn't even make any..." Hagan said as he looked around... some of the areas of the place were closed off and they needed to get into that damn train... Hagan wasn't going to leave without Penny, however. Or that bastard that killed Caelea's head. Even if he was stuck here forever... Hagan focused on the task at hand as he focused on the nearby gate that leads to the train. He stuck his hand out as the orange thorny vine came out of his hand and wrapped around the lock. It squeezed down hard and ripped open the gate. Hagan sighed as he walked through and pushed through to the train itself. Hagan said as another thorny vine appeared and pried open the train doors. He looked back over his shoulder at the group.

"Let's find a way to get this thing started... as bad of an idea as that is," Hagan said to the group.

Recollections: Magnanimous (Urban fantasy/horror RP about the magical scions of a great man who try to figure out his past)

Hell yeahhhh let's get this show on the road

@FernStone

you better enjoy it because this car ride is going nowhere good

Recollections: Magnanimous (Urban fantasy/horror RP about the magical scions of a great man who try to figure out his past)

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^{Father... he was a broken, flawed man, but he did everything for us...}

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Urban-Fantasy | Mystery | Horror | Character Driven

Welcome to Recollections: Magnanimous, another RP set in the supernatural horror/urban fantasy universe known as the Recollections universe. Set after Vivid Recollections where the world eating eldritch abomination known as the Glutton was defeated and a new timeline was created free of its influence - with the side effect of magic returning. This creates a wide range of different ramifications as new beings and problems turn the system upside down.

In Magnanimous, it's all about the Vanburen family. An illustrious family that is set in Araminta, Pennslyvania. The Vanburens were lead by their patriarch, James Vanburen, who had a bunch of different children from past relations and adopted orphans and street rats out of the kindness of his heart. He was known as the world's greatest man; he was venerated by many as the kindest, self-sacrificing, generous man in the world. And then he died due to mysterious circumstances on Christmas day. However, a year after his death, a curse activated that would turn his children (by blood or not) into stone if they left Araminta. So now his children have to put aside their differences and solve the curse. However, James was not as great as he seemed to be as his many crimes, sins and past mistakes come back to haunt the family. It's up to them to set things right.

This story will be an urban-fantasy story that will cast a certain light on "magic" while leaving it ambiguous whether or not it's truly magic or not. The storyline will have elements of superpowers, urban fantasy, horror, and more. The primary thematic of this RP will be Idols or Magnanmity. The Vanburen family idolized James for his kindness, but they'll quickly find out that he wasn't that perfect. Tension will rise as they try to come to terms with the problems he left for the family. The secondary theme will be Secrets as every member of the family has their own secrets they've been hiding from each other - which will also have to be faced. Like Vivid Recollections, it's underlying themes will be Memory, Connections and Emotion.

DISCORD SERVER

Now this is an RP idea I wanted to do for awhile now.

Nomadic Odyssey: Fallen Virtue [Cancelled]

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"Wow, you listened to the voice of reason," Justin said as his hands went to his sides. "Thought I'd never see the day."

He was expecting a fight from Seshat... like how these things usually go. Maybe she was just too old to fight... or the stakes were just far too high right now to risk wasting energy. Which is what Justin realized he was about to do. They needed all they could to stop Oh-One and looking over his shoulder at the wreckage, it looked like they were the only people here. He hoped that Jonas and his sycophants weren't in the rubble. Justin shrugged.

"He got the power stone," Justin said with a smirk. "But not for long."

"... Which is why I believe that we should work together," Oh-Seven said as she suggested the obvious. "I can't sense anyone nearby, so that means it's just us and I know you have your reservations about Seshat..."

Oh-Seven looked at Justin as he crossed his arms.

"... But, we just need to get the Power Stone, nothing more-"

A red flash appeared in the distance as Oh-Seven jet-boost-assisted-tackled Justin into the snow. A burning red beam cut through the air and hit a hit in the distance and instantly collapsed it. Oh-Seven turned her head and saw Oh-One... floating through the air, pointing a hand that was glowing with a red light at them.

"That is correct, you are the only ones in proximity to my tower," Oh-One droned, "So, by eliminating you, I will have less resistance for later."

"Aw no, you don't!" Justin shouted as he launched himself towards Oh-One assisted by a blast of energy. Mid-Air he swung around and kicked Oh-One's mechanical hand right when he was firing the beam which cut through the snowy wastes until it went up into the air. Another blast of energy, Justin followed through with the attack with a punch... and Oh-One caught it. Justin tried to whip around and kick him again but Oh-One fired another beam that sent Justin flying into the artic waste.

"Justin!" Oh-Seven shouted as she looked back... before she turned back to Oh-One and a machine gun deployed out of her shoulder and she didn't waste a second by unloading every round she had on him. The first of the barrage hit Oh-One... before he put his hand up as he said.

"Primal armor."

A red hexagon-shaped barrier was created and absorbed the blasts.

"Come now," Oh-One said, "This will be our final battle."

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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The rubble came their way but Maximilian was quick to handle it. He activated his abstraction and jetted over there at lightning speeds and stopped at a dime. He punched the air and a wave of force came out of his hand and the debris was launched away. Stopped in its tracks as he sighed.

"Maya!" Trevor said, all excitedly as he saw that she wasn't dead... and one sharp look from Meifeng stopped him from running over. "I'm glad you're okay, I hate to hear that something happened to you, hear."

And Cindy started snickering as Meifeng gently punched her in the arm. Meifeng crossed her arms as she looked at Lyss as she asked Maximilian for help... there was some kind of underlying message in her tone, except Meifeng couldn't put her finger on it. The sudden change in Maximilian's attitude, too... she shook her head as Meifeng merely looked at Maximilian come over and help Lyss to her feet.

"Are you okay?" Maximilian asked as he grabbed her hand and upper arm with one hand and lifted her to her feet. He sounded concerned but confident, "We can give medical supplies."

Claudette's bubble of darkness dropped and she looked around... and saw the FBI again. Part of her wanted to throw up the veil again but things seemed a bit more friendly this time around. Claudette would rather not jump the gun and ruin things especially when it seemed like the FBI was on their side. She took a few steps... and noticed that Taylor was quick to scamper off.

After the dust settled, it was obvious that Taylor wasn't exactly feeling the Coven. Like, hell no, she was not interested in fighting their petty little battles and they weren't exactly her style. Taylor just shrugged as she stepped off and decided to take the first bus back to New Port Richey. She was going to need a smoke.

Madison's wound stung as she hissed. She looked up at the FBI fuckers as Lyss seemed to be... chill with one of them. Madison didn't know and unlike her, she wasn't exactly the kind to be gel with people that beat them up, tazed them, tear-gassed them... for no reason at all. She narrowed her eyes at Meifeng as she said.

"Aren't you the FBI dickheads that tear-gassed us?" Madison hissed.

Meifeng narrowed her eyes at Madison and recognized her as that stripper she saw in the club... there was no doubt about it. She had the same build, the same face... same, well, proportions. Meifeng shrugged as she wasn't going to bring this up in front of the Coven. Instead, she raised an eyebrow.

"Yes," Meifeng said, "And I am hoping we can move on from that."

"And how the hell do you expect us to do that?" Madison stared down Meifeng equally.

"By taking time out of our days to patch up your many boo-boos..." Meifeng pointed at the oozing hole on Madison's size. "You should probably get that patched up before you pass out."

At this point, Cindy walked over to Madison... hoping that she might take her help because they're both black women. "Please just sit down," Cindy said as she put on gloves, "I just want to help you."

Madison sighed.

"You best do what she says," Meifeng said and Madison sat down and Cindy immediately put pressure on Madison's wound and she looked over her shoulder.

"Has anyone seen Emily and Vashti?"

Herik

"No clue," Madison said as Cindy whispered something into her ear and lifted her shirt just a bit to get at the wound. She began wrapping bandages around her side and Madison didn't even mind. Honestly, Madison was just outed as a stripper, she didn't mind one bit that she was showing just a little bit of skin. Concerning Emily and Vashti? Madison didn't care... Emily was all talk, she probably cut and run when she saw the trouble come. As for Vashti? Well, Claudette told her about her outburst... and while it was Madison's fault, it still wasn't right. Right now, Madison just went for her flask and took a swig, not giving a shit.

When Herik asked that question, Meifeng turned her head towards Helena and Leon and nodded her head. They took the signal as Helena released the flock from her body and they went out in all directions and Leon pulled out his baton and several eyes appeared around him. For now, Meifeng focused on Lyss, because far as she could tell she was the leader.

"Now, I know our relationship, as it stands, is tenuous... at best," Meifeng started as she looked at the girl. "I'm hoping that we improve our relations, as the situation in Tampa just got a lot more... dire."

She turned her head towards Maximilian for an instant before she finished speaking to Lyss.

"And I wish to personally apologize for the attack," Meifeng said. "It was brash, unwarranted, and quite honestly... stupid."

"Aw look, she does have a heart," Trevor started, "And it ain't just because the Director chewed her out."

"Shut up, Trevor."

"Slaaaaaaave name."

"Okay, I'm not okay with that," Madison said.

"Don't mind him," Cindy said, "He's stupid."

"Um... ya'll," Leon said as he sheathed the baton and looked up on top of a Ferris wheel and the sight was overpowering. It was the sight of the Black Hound, sitting on top of it. Simply staring at them all with supernaturally bright eyes - they could see their shine from over here. The Hound wagged his tail as he just... watched them. He did nothing. Cindy was staring at the Hound with her jaw slack and dropped the bandages... while Madison grit her teeth and walled her fist. Meifeng just stared at it.

"The Hound..." Meifeng trailed off as she whipped around and shouted, "Everyone! Search the area! Don't leave any stone unturned! I hate to say it but..."

Meifeng sighed.

"... There's a casualty!"

Nomadic Odyssey: Fallen Virtue [Cancelled]

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Oh... it was Seshat. The last person that Justin wanted to see right now... that old cryptic walking statue. Always walking around like she owns the place and she knows everything because she's so old. Well, if it was up to Justin he would shove his shoe up Seshat's ass. And worst of all, she didn't seem super happy to see them, heh. What? With that rifle, she was aiming at them like she was some God damn soldier?

He dropped into his combat stance with one leg back and both of his fists up. Not that he was worried about some artifact... letting his guard down would equal death out here.

"Sorry," Justin said. "Jumped the gun a little there, didn't I?"

He almost cracked a smirk, but with people with Seshat, he knew that she would fly off the handle at any given moment.

"So how about you put yours down before this gets ugly?"