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"Miami Beach is where neon goes to die."
Lenny Bruce



"So kid, you fell into Neon Miami... and I say fell because guess what fucko? You missed the rabbit hole and now you're now knee-deep in the rat hole. Maybe they told you that Neon Miami is a great place to live, or you'll have fun here. Yeah, you'll have lots of fun when a methhead is stabbing you in the kidney and takes what little money you have left. Neon-Miami is full of a bunch of freaks, desperation, and corporate lawyers and every day's a fight here. You? You're the little fish... in a big, big, pond. No offense but that applies to everyone in Neon Miami. The easiest solution? Become the big fish, but you ain't gonna do it alone. You know those freaks I mentioned? Neon Miami is ruled by "colors" and by that I mean a bunch of colorful gangs has taken over the city. You rock the right colors and maybe you'll stay out of harm's way and reap some rewards. Rock the wrong colors... and you'll wish that that methhead stabbed you in the kidneys. Fortunately, we're the right colors and we'll make sure that nothing ever happens to you, kid.

Ready to be a Royal, kid?
"


Welcome to the Neon Rainbow: The Kings & Queens of Miami.

An RP that I wanted to do inspired by games such as Saint Rows (primarily), Sleeping Dogs, Grand Theft Auto, Watchdogs, and Party Hard. A low-key satire of those games that tell the tale of a hyper, overcommercialized, version of Miami that comes alive at the night time. This place is known as, and it's a place that's rife with crime, degenerates, greed, and corporate lawyers. Neon-Miami is ruled by different "colors", and that I mean each and every gang takes a color aesthetic and motif and run with it. And each gang has their own schtick and gimmick as well. This is the story of one particular gang that's considered in the "middle" of the food chain and their journey to crush all the other gangs. This gang is the one that took the purple color for themselves and aim to take over Miami. The only problem?

So does everyone else.

DISCORD SERVER.


Thoughts? Questions?

I haven't written up an OOC yet or anything mainly because I want to see who bites first.



Blake's Orgy Porgy Boat.



Oh God, Quinn must be fucking her really good.

The thoughts went through Madison's head as her eyes shot wide open with shock as the girl prattled on about Quinn. This chick, Grace, must be Quinn's girlfriend or something because Madison (and kinda the rest of the Coven) have a drastically different idea of her. Mainly as the nutty chick who was really full of herself (and shit) despite not doing much of anything. Worst of all, Madison didn't even ask for any of that explanation. Madison fake-coughed as she tried to make it look like she wasn't just floored by the fact that there's now two Quinns in the Coven. Maybe they can convert her to the side of not being a fuckin' weirdo. Maybe Madison can yeet her off the side of the boat while there is still time.

"Yeah, the first impression was bad," Madison started as she began walking. "So was the second, third, fourth, fifth... and so on. It's okay if you have a different idea of her, but I can't begin to wrap my head around that girl. But, we need to worry about the task at hand."

Madison tried not to offend the chick, but, honestly, it wasn't that important. They needed to find Blake Schmidt soon as possible and Blake was probably at the front of the boat. Honestly, Madison knew it had a fancy name but she didn't care to remember it. She heard music and knew that was probably where that rich fuck was. Part of her was tempted to have the Jaws come and bite his dick off but that was not going to go unnoticed by their federal overlords. Madison sighed.

But, around the corner, Madison heard a particular sound and poked her head around...

"--you skinny little bitch you--"
Tory


It looked like the dancers were having a bit of a squabble.... though, raising an eyebrow, Madison saw a chick that was cosplaying Hades from Hercules! Except it looked weird and kinda sexual (and a little gay). The fuck? "... Blake must be freaky-freaky." Madison muttered. However, they were about to fight until one of them fucking waved a fan open and a flash of yellow-orange light was visible to Madison. Okay, she had nary a clue who the fuck this chick was. Maybe... maybe she was wrong about the whole plan and Blake already had a crew. And if so, this entire plan is fuuuuuucked. And Madison didn't want to admit that fucking Herik and Vashti were right, as petty and childish as it was.

Still, they could trim the fat. Okay, she didn't know about Grace but Madison was certain that she could handle herself. One of the dudes ran up the stairs and Madison that they had a better chance of taking on two Extra-Normals rather than three. She neglected to tell Grace about her plan, though. When he was gone Madison came from behind the wall with her hands on her hips and a warm smile on her face.

"Hey, girlssssssss!" Madison said as she eyed the fan the one was carrying around in particular. If she had to guess this person was an Adept or an Agent like herself. If not then looks like she fucked up. "What's goin' on... any of you see Mr. Schmidt 'round here?"

She seethed as she wound stung like hell.








At the back of the boat, there was a massive party going on. Women and men of all types were dancing and Blake couldn't help but smile as he walked through it all. His glass of wine still in hand as he felt a little tipsy. He bumped into somebody and a bit spilled on the floor... and they had a moment where they locked eye contact before Blake began laughing as he did a little twirl as he danced with the music.

He was on the first floor of the boat and he marched to the back where people were jumping in and out of the water swimming. As they were jumping Blake ran to the railing and almost felt like jumping in himself. He started laughing as he moved over to the chairs. He was going to celebrate the destruction of his enemies in style! He meant it when he said, "Let the good times roll"!

Blake found himself a wicker chair as he sat down and downed his wine... and it wasn't long until a waiter came and gave him another one. There was a show going on tonight and he was excited to see it! Maybe he'd get a private show of his own with some of the girls! Tonight was the night where Blake planned to have sex with a dozen women at the same time!

He could feel it in his loins.



Blake's Orgy Porgy Boat.




“Why does he even need a boat so big? It isn’t like he can bang someone in every room at once. It’s like he’s asking us to steal his girls.”
Maya


"Mr. Schmidt is wealthy, of course, he wants to flaunt," Claudette bluntly said as she sighed at the whole "girl stealing" comment because... isn't that what got them into this mess in the first place? Still, this had gotten out of hand. "Probably overcompensating for something if you ask me."

Madison shrugged, "I heard that a lot of his little sugar babies leave very disappointed." She chuckled.

“Soooo, how are we splitting this? Since Lyss just left us as an uneven number. Five’s a bit big if you wanted smaller groups.”
Maya


A hiss escaped Madison's lips when Lyss left, but honestly, she knew that people like Lyss were better left to their own devices. Given that Lyss was probably not as Maya or Quinn to be completely blunt honest. She would have no chance of ruining things as Maya, but Madison had a plan. A plan that was banking on a certain newcomer... she probably wasn't going to like it, but Madison's end here was using her as bait. The problem with the whole plan in the first place is that Blake proooobably seen the lot of them (Worst of all, he saw me when I was drunk as fuck...). Madison was banking on him not remembering all of them but knowing Schmidt... but Grace here was a newcomer! Honestly, Madison had no idea why she was here or where she came from (but she knew that Kayla would have blown a gasket if she found out). So, Madison was going to put her to work, work as in using her as bait for Blake.

Now, that kinda sucked, but it was a great plan in her head! She was an Asian-gal and Blake was pretty much every horny sex-crazed white guy put together. He sees some pretty Asian bombshell and he'll be all over her... and then the Coven would have him. However, Madison was going to keep this to herself because that was a surefire way to lose Grace... well, to be honest, she was new and Madison is still unsure of why she's even here. Either way, it won't be any loss to Madison whether she stays here or not because the Coven loses people like it's no tomorrow.

Plus, it'd be a great way to gauge if Madison should put her on the same boat as Vashti.

"Actually, you're right Maya" Madison started as she looked at Maya and walked towards Grace at the same time. "Claudette, your power is better suited for hiding stuff, you should stay with Maya just in case."

"Um, Mademoiselle..." Claudette said before stopping herself. "... As you wish."

"You... Grace," Madison said to Grace as she tried to remember her name. "You're going to come with me. Everyone else, stay put."

This was Madison's way of keeping probably these two out of the way... she would have told them not to come on the boat in the first place but in case things go south they'd definitely be helpful - but that's the worst-case scenario and Madison was definitely going to do everything in her power to prevent that. However, Madison trusted Claud and Claud would never let these two fuck things up.

Claudette didn't know what Madison's plan was but trying to decipher Madison these past few weeks were a real roller coaster. She shook her head as she put her hands on her hips and looked between the two. So she was once again put in the role of den mother to a pair of idiots. Lovely. However, Claudette figured it was best that they stay out of sight and back here... hopefully. She knew that Blake would probably, more likely than not, recognize her as well. And she didn't exactly look all that flattering in a swimsuit.

"Alright, let's just..." Claudette trailed off, "Stay back here for now, yes?" And not ruin everything for the third time in a row, Maya.

"Grace, let's talk," Madison said as she opened the door to the interior of the boat. "So... why did you decide to join the Coven, if you don't mind me askin', girl? You seem a bit too..." Madison looked her up and down. "... Normal for the Coven. Too normal to be hanging around Quinn's nutty ass."
Its technically weird plant necrophilia.
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Tampa General Hospital - Parking Garage.



“I did exactly what Vashti said, I was so good that I made someone awaken when we slept together. Buuuut that’s not important right now. I’ll tell you all about it later.”
Maya


Trevor's cheeks turned a rosy red as Maya talked and he looked off to the side. Part of him was morbidly curious, but he knew that if Meifeng (or anyone in the squad) wouldn't like him asking about it. That sounded like a huge ass HR nightmare, the type of nightmare that Trevor didn't want to have. So he just coughed as he awkwardly said,

"Noted," He said before he addressed the rest of the Coven. "Now be careful out there... and by that I mean don't do anything crazy because Meifeng's already a Lil' pissed about Babylon."

They seemed to be working out their little drama and whatnot, so Trevor felt like it was time to leave. He didn't want to overstay his welcome, at least before Meifeng got suspicious that he was consorting with the Coven, too. While they were talking Trevor casually slid off behind the SUV without them even noticing his footsteps. Years of huntin' n' killin' allowed Trevor to perfect his ability to be quiet as fuck. Of course, Trevor made sure to give Maya one wave goodbye before he moved on.

“Yeah. Use protection. Look, I’m sorry if I came off as a jerk. I barely know any of you, but I still don’t want anyone else to get hurt. The Outsider couldn’t stop us, so a rich loser caught with his pants down will hardly be a problem for you girls. I guess that’s why I didn’t see it as something that should be such a priority. But I respect your decision. That said, I’d only be getting in the way. But I’m not gonna go look for Kayla or go home.”
Vashti


It seems Vashti was smart enough to call a wild goose chase when she saw one. For that, Madison almost had to applaud her. Almost. Then she had to keep running her mouth. Most of what Vashti said went over Madison's head... to be honest, all Vashti had to say was "I don't want to go, bye". But noooooooo, little miss sunshine right here thought that everyone gave enough of a shit about somebody who just joined the Coven. She hadn't been filled in on the whole situation here... or else she would know that several of Madison's friends and coworkers were sacrificed because of that dickhead. And she thinks it's "low priority". Bitch, I'm outta a job because of him, not just that, several people are dead, Madison was about to say. It was tough for her to keep her mouth, and she realized that it probably spoke for her. Hopefully.

“I’m going to go sit with Emily so that there’s someone there when she wakes, Or, you know, in case Babylon comes back for her. Oh, did we all forget about the bitch that actually killed one of us and nearly murdered another!? Well, anyway... Enjoy your FUCKING orgy!”
Vashti


When Vashti closed the door, Madison couldn't contain it anymore.

"... I'm really startin' to hate her ass."

Madison spoke to nobody in particular as she rolled her eyes. Jesus Christ, it was like dealing with another Emily... still, Madison couldn't say that Vashti was wrong. They had to handle Babylon at some point and to be honest with herself they never should have trusted Babylon at all. That was no excuse for Vashti to be irritating as all hell, however. They'll cross that bridge when they get to it.

She shook her head as she faced the group.

"... We'll have to deal with Babylon later," Madison tried to justify her decision not to go after Babylon. Probably more to herself than the rest of the Coven. "We have to remember that Blake gave Babylon the cover she needed and right now I think he's the bigger problem..." She stopped herself as she realized how obvious it was starting to sound, but Madison was too stubborn to even admit that she could be wrong.

"I have an idea, Lyss," Madison pipped up, "We use Chompy, Quinn's Harry Potter ass summons, and the Jaws to get ourselves onto the boat and then we blend in. I sincerely hope you guys have bikinis. We blend in, and maybe..."

Madison had a different idea that she knew that nobody in the Coven would agree it. And it was also fucking insane.

"... We catch him by himself and then we give him a good reason not to fuck with the Coven ever again."

It was a loose plan, but Madison knew that the Coven was a borderline anarchic force. It was better to just direct them at something and let them do their thing rather than trying to micromanage each one of them. But, she had something to say to two of the members.

"Maya, please stay out of sight, because he'll definitely blow a gasket if he sees you," Though maybe we can use that in our favor. Madison thought to herself before she turned to Quinn. "And Quinn, I'm gonna need you to pay attention. Like seriously, we can't have you fucking us up because you didn't catch the fucking memo."

She rolled her eyes. She didn't know about the other girl, but part of her didn't trust her... but another part of her came up with a genius idea. One that she wasn't going to share with the rest of the Coven.

"Are we on the same page here? Good, let's meet on the Tampa bay in an hour."







The day was glorious! That pitiful Coven was gone, he presumed. The Outsider didn't come back yet but he trusted that the Outsider was the most dangerous thing in Tampa and beyond so of course it did.

Or those rednecks sold him a crappy Apparition.

Either way, he was probably going to hear all about the Coven's destruction in the news. Then he was going to find some other way to gain the magic powers that he so desired. But he had to celebrate! Also, he had to rebuild his... catalog of women. And what better way to do that than to invite a bunch from various circles and invite them onto his yacht! It was the greatest thing on earth, his yacht! Five stories tall, and lots of rooms for his escapades, Blake bought it with the finest money on earth! It was his palace of the ocean and the only let the select few (Aka. the rich and/or the hot) onto it.

Blake was wearing black swim trunks and Gucci slides as he stepped out with a glass of exquisite wine in one hand and raised it.

"Let the good times roll!" Blake shouted and all of his sycophants started cheering.




Blake's Orgy Porgy Boat.



An hour later, the Coven launched their secret mission against Blake Schmidt. His boat was massive.... and that made their little plan a lot harder. Of course, Madison had a plan of her own. One that Grace probably won't like. The Coven arrived at the side of the boat because showing up at the back would be suicide right now and Chompy slinked off the side and went to look for an infant to eat. Madison put her hand on her hips as she was wearing a purple-one-piece bikini and Nike slides. And she had to go out and buy this because she didn't have a bikini that wasn't a two-piece (or a thong). She had to cover up that wound on her side or else she'd stick out like a sore thumb. She looked at the Coven as she said,

"Okay, we need to find Blake fast as possible," Madison stated, "Because the faster we get this over with, the faster I can go take a nap...." And get high as fuck.

She looked around as she said, "Split up into groups so we can handle this."

"I'll be by your side," Claudette said.
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