FallenTrinity

Stuff! Things! Tragedy!

Darkness, silence say for the white noise that filled the ears. What happened? Where am I? Questions. Nothing but questions. Vision's dark but not gone. Blurry. White. Lots of white with coldness against the skin. It's a floor. He lays on it but unaware of the other presence in the white walled room. Vision slowly returning as he sits up. He feels heavy, tired, hungry. In front of him his vision clears and sees others. Others taking on the same previous form. In the center, a small pillar embellished by ancient pictures and wording and stained in blood. He cannot make it out say for a few but upon it a pressure plate. He goes to stand but falls again.

He calls out to the others, hoping to get a response but is unsuccessful in doing so. An emotion surfaces. Anxiety? No. Paranoia? Nigh, it is fear. What has happened? He looks to the wall next to him. A note, etched into the wall. "Press the pressure plate". It has been scratched out. Underneath was another instruction. "Don't press the pressure plate. Just-" Squinting, confused by the sentence that was cut off. There. That pressure plate is important. What to do?

Rosa Clare Academy - Cryptid Haven and School of Learning 2.0

@LuckyBlackCat

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He simply rolled his eyes to her excuse, not caring for the fact that the moment she felt the slightest tinge of doubt she had lost control and then dared to give an excuse. He sighed and after asking her his question she simply said she did not know. He smirked slightly as he glanced over to her from his laid back position, flattening his feet on the ground before crossing one over the other.

"Fear. Fear is the most dangerous and destructive thing, human or not. You see. We can look past things we know such as water can drown you, the wind can wisp you away, the earth can crush you and in your case, fire can burn you. You know that what follows day is night and what follows night is day. You know you wake up at a certain time and go to sleep at a certain time. We all know this but its what we don't know, the unknown is what holds us back and can inevitably kill us, physically or metaphorically." He held his glance to her before looking away again and spat out another fireball into the air, watching it fade into the wind. A plume of smoke exited his nose as he turned his head to face her.

"Like I said, we know the elements can kill and we know how certain things are supposed to work. We know that if we ask someone out we will get a yes or a no or something in between. But what happens if we, say, don't ask that person? What if we have self-doubt? We could have been their friend, hell, maybe more so. Or say you never went on a rollercoaster or driven a car. How will you know if you'll have fun or not if you don't go? How do you know you won't be a good driver? Life is full of gambits that have different payouts but its up to us to take the chance." He smiled gently as he closed his eyes, his hands rested behind his head as a makeshift pillow.

Fear No Evil (High Casual-Low Advanced)

@Polaris North

CS tab ready!

Fear No Evil (High Casual-Low Advanced)

@Ghost Queen

Awesome! Move em to the C's tab if you haven't already

Stuff! Things! Tragedy!

Shortly when I'm done work

Fear No Evil (High Casual-Low Advanced)

@Ghost Queen

Accepted and I really like him. Interested in him being a captain of the Teutonic knights?

Fear No Evil (High Casual-Low Advanced)

@Ghost Queen

For the rp itself it's mostly people of the church ranging from deacons to bishops and volunteer clergymen and women. The EPOD are made of all religions. You can also just be like a freemason who answered the call but keep that in your background.

I wouldn't doubt that there would be some who were skeptical about religion or flat out atheist but if you want to go in that direction I dont mind just be sure to explain their reaction to the events that unfolded and whatnot and why they decided to join.

Hopefully that helps you out ^^

Fear No Evil (High Casual-Low Advanced)

Waiting for approval.

Hider

Darrieux Marius Abandonato

Alias: The Ulcerist
Age: 39
Height: 173.1 CM
Weight: 75 KG
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Dark brown, receeding and balding, formed in a combover
Build: Lean and wiry, arms unproportionately long in comparison to the rest of the body, even reaching beneath the knee Is he part orangutan? jk
Marks: Wet, sensitive sores all over the face - slightest irritation makes them inflame and weep. Unsightly flagellation scars on the body.
Faction: [Not sure, actually. Maybe EPOD?] EPOD would sound like his type of group. Consider them the fanatics but highly trained and devoted to the cause.
Bio: Born in a highly religious and traditional family of immigrants in rural France. Raised in the strictest atmosphere of piety, humility, honest hard work and regular disciplinary beatings. Only at the age of six, discovered that sleeping, for most people in the world, requires an actual separate piece of furniture called a "bed". Once taken away by child protection services and adopted, never managed to readjust - public school and the behavior of people there was a horrible disaster and a grave insult to all the bestest christian virtues instilled into him by the biological parents. Attempts at arson were unsuccessful, but therapy was - or so the loving and dedicated adoptive parents thought. Things went downhill at the age of nine, when he suffocated his foster brother with a pillow after catching him masturbating. Went into hiding afterwards. Picked up by an operative of the Order investigating a string of vicious murders of prostitutes and drug dealers in the gutters of Marseille. There, he finally fit in. Training and trials were undertaken with infinite dedication and readiness. In active duty since the age of 14.

Personality: Fanatically devoted to the Cause. Deeply religious in all the wrong ways - which makes him ready to sacrifice anyone and anything for the sake of the Order. His deep and earnest belief in the scriptures, his piety and his disgust and fear and hate of all things impure would become serious emotional handicaps and insecurities if he would've been raised in a normal family - but the Order took great care tempering, strenghtening and empowering his belief and his devotion. Thus, mental instability and potential weakness was reforged into a great suit of mental armour of arrogance and fanaticism. In the name of all that is good and holy, Darrieux has no doubts, no inhibitions and no limits - if work of the Order requires horrible atrocities commited dishonorably and without any chances, he'd gladly fulfill the request, possibly condemning himself to posthumous damnation - of course, not without carefully considering whether this task is worth the good it'll bring eventually.

Weapons: A garrote woven from the hairs of fair Absalom, son of David. The thick, rough strands absolutely can't be torn, do not burn, and, once touching the neck of a victim who has commited even a single sin against the God ("I'm fine with the hairs of fair Absalom and whatnot but it should still be capable of being destroyed as will any weapon. However, later on I will add divine powers so that this will be allowed. ^^), entwine around their throat with supernatural force, depriving the wicked of the first gift God has given to the first man - the breath of life. An arming sword of carbon steel, utilitarian and without any embellishments. A small arsenal of various firearms(I am not allowing firearms right away. If anything they will be given later on.), in order to smite the sinners from afar, in the image of God striking down those that deny him.

Armor: Concealed carry bulletproof vest, the best money can allow. Whenever order requires his sword-hand at the battlefield, he comes clad in a set of hi-end riot gear, painted with all colours of the rainbow, just like the shirt of great Joseph.

@Keksalot

left a few comments in red not complaining to much about him just two things.

Edit: forgot to mention that the riot armour won't work. As stated the orders use medieval armor so if you can change that then that'll be great

I Fear No Evil

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Fear No Evil (High Casual-Low Advanced)

The Night Prior to the Battle for Black Forest

The church bells rung throughout the forest as it took the men of the Order passed its doors, taking shelter were they could. Many more were camped outside, chatting and laughing about life and other day to day things. But amongst the joy there was an aura that they all felt. Death's shadow blanketed them that night, filling them with peace, or a false sense of it. Still, some did not want to accept what was coming. Many had lost someone they cared for, someone they loved. Friends, family, brothers, sisters, cousins and those that were allowed, wives. campfires stretched all around the church, giving the holy place a divine defense of mortal men, devoted to their beliefs and their cause. But inside the church, the higher ranks gathered in its basement, a map to the area and where the expected attacks were to come. Nothing was ever guaranteed, the movements of these creatures of hell had no specific target but the targets themselves being the world. The only thing the Order relied on in this situation was faith and hope, two things that they would give back to the rest of the world.

"My brothers, tomorrow we face off against the forces of darkness. Their terror has passed throughout the world and many have passed because of their hatred. But by the grace of God we will be victorious in the end...Or die trying. We are expecting resistance here-" Grand Master Angelo pointed to the map. A clearing that was separated by a small creek that ran southwest and towards the northeast. "We will catch them there." He took in a long breath before sighing.

"Apparently the U.N troops have made post there, expecting the same resistance I suppose." Another spoke up.

"I've heard that they have already had engagements. Just a matter of time." One shrugged.

"It matters not, we have @Rogue Colm@Polaris North@ICanBeAnyone others who are off somewhere dwindling their numbers so when they do approach again if they have already, there will not be many. @Ghost Queen Reinhardt, what say you? I will have the Templar order take them head on while Father Andersen flanks them with a Calvary charge-" Earning a nod from Andersen.

"-but what of the Teutonic Order or at least your company. What do you plan to do?" He asked quizzically.

After he received his answer the Grand Master nodded and finished up the battle plans. It would be a long day tomorrow. Many would not come back from this and they all silently knew the choices they made now and the actions they should the next day would determine a lot. In silence they stood which seemed like hours but nearly minutes before one of the sergeants started to sing. "Daaaaahhhh pahhhcem, Dominehhhh, in diebus nostris-" They looked among each other and slowly they joined in until it echoed through the church and out into the churches ground where the rest of the encampment laid. Soon, the forest filled with song. It was beautiful but held such a macabre aura around it. A song of joy and yet a song that held the fate of many in the day to come.