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Grayscale: Psych/Horror/Drama

Still waiting for one more on this before I bother with the OOC!

Grayscale: Psych/Horror/Drama

How often are you expecting posts?

@LadyAnnaLee

Not too often, maybe 1-2 per week. I'm coming out of RP retirement, so I'm not going to be too strict about it.

What length of posts are you looking for?

@LadyAnnaLee

2-3 Paragraphs works for me?

What are the dos and don'ts for our characters? Is there anything we should avoid? What would you like to see?

@LadyAnnaLee

Don't break the forum rules, everything else is fine. Nothing that'll make yourself or others uncomfortable. I'd like for the players to allow their characters to be fleshed out from what they experience, and not try to just embody a trope.

I will not be able to craft a character sheet until Friday night. Will that be alright?

@LadyAnnaLee

You've got time. I'm going to be traveling pretty soon, so I won't have the OOC up until late tomorrow or even Friday anyways.

Grayscale: Psych/Horror/Drama

I'll probably take one more before I close this off.

Here's the CS stuff, feel free to alter the formatting. Just make sure everything requested is filled out.

Character Skeleton

[center][h3][A single word that describes your character][/h3][Artwork of character, if you’d like.][/center]
[hider=Who am I?]
[b]What do you look like?[/b] [indent][Describe how your character perceives themselves.][/indent]

[b]What do you remember?[/b]
[indent][[color=778899]• Negative Memory
• Negative Memory
• Negative Memory
• Negative Memory
• Negative Memory[/color]]

[[color=B0C4DE]• Positive Memory
• Positive Memory
• Positive Memory
• Positive Memory
• Positive Memory[/color]][/indent]

[b]You brought something with you, what is it?[/b][indent][A tool/trinket/keepsake that you brought along with you.][/indent][/hider]
[Hider=Stolen Memories]
[b]If you had one wish, what would it be?[/b]
[indent][A wish your character had before their arrival.][/indent]

[b]Who was the most important person in your life?[/b]
[indent][The name or description of the most influential person in your character’s life.][/indent]

[b]If you could change something about yourself, what would it be?[/b][indent][Something your character would change about themselves. This can overlap with the wish, but doesn’t have to.][/indent][/hider]

Grayscale: Psych/Horror/Drama

The only one of those inspiration sources I know is Madoka Magica. Will that be a problem?

@LadyAnnaLee

You should be fine, it’s mostly for the darker themes and such. I’d recommend any of Junji Ito’s manga to a random stranger though, just make sure it’s during the later hours of the day.

Grayscale: Psych/Horror/Drama

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☼ Grayscale ☾

A world gone black and white.

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Hook Description

The coming and going of years progressively seems to blur. Friends grow distant and eventually disappear, family members die, life grows more bleak with each passing day with no sense that it would ever slow down. You hold onto the little inconsequential things, old keepsakes, minute hobbies, anything that could distract you from the inevitable truth. That you would live a short, meaningless life until eventually [your] time to pass on came.

One day, you awoke from your half-sleep with a sudden drive. The drive to [end] the meaninglessness once and for all. How you planned to do it didn't really matter, but the spark of small embers in your soul gave you the most confidence you've felt in years. Every part of that day felt more right than the collective of your entire life, and the moment of absolution couldn't come any sooner. But then it eventually did, and rather than following through with the conviction that you had once felt like a fire in your gut - you falter. But the moment your psyche weakens and you begin to feel the bottled upon emotions begin to funnel up and out of your mouth, [something] claws at the back of your mind.

"[Find them.]" Whispered the disembodied voice.

Time seemed to slow to a halt. As your eyes danced around the room in a nervous panic you'd come to find that you were no longer [there] anymore. Instead you were somewhere alien to everything you knew. The world itself was black and white, senses were deafened, a constant fog loomed over your thoughts. It was almost like everything here was sapped dry of its life, a dead hollowed out world that was perfect for somebody like you. Eventually, you'd leave the place where you had planned to make the big decision only to find that you weren't the only inhabitant of this dead world. Other people, other things, [twisted] shells and contorted monstrosities that may have once been humans but have long since devolved to what could only be described as demons. With all of these strange developments bombarding you from every direction, you would obviously have a slew of questions. But there was one that seemed to burn like a fresh brand upon the mind.

["Who am I?"]

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Non-Spoiler Info

You will be playing [something] or someone that lived a less-than-fulfilling to downright traumatic life. Despite the toll and toil of painstakingly striving to make something of themselves, they do ultimately fail and with nothing left to live for - opt to make a terrible decision. Whether they had support from people around them or not, something leads them to the very moment it takes place. But as soon as the character starts going through the hurricane of turmoil that soon comes after, everything around them changes.

And that is the moment the story truly begins.

The players will come to find that in the [Grayscale World] nothing is quite what it seems. Each character will have to grapple with demons of both physical and psychological type as they traverse through the unknown, and answers to the onslaught of questions that will surely arise. The genres that [Grayscale] will be delved into will be mostly horror/mystery with a sprinkle of action here and there to keep you on your toes. But the focus itself will definitely be on character growth, and relationships, rather than some epic adventure scenario to tell stories about for years to come. Themes like [Depression, Abuse, Trauma, Suicide, and other not-so-gucci themes] will be brought up along the journey and because of that I'd strong recommend anyone with sensitivity to these topics avoid this narrative for their own mental health.

Some influences for the narrative of this RP are the following: Omori, Yume Nikki, Madoka Magica , Death Parade, and Junji Ito’s works.

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Mood Images

Cacophony Concord

As the small group of newborn-nooby players made their way into the busy streets of Nyu-Taro, the lavender-haired munchkin relentlessly stared at fellow players and the denizens of the the city with doe eyes of wonder and intrigue. She passed some signs boasting a small feminine figure as a tournament winner within the city- it sparked a flame in her tummy, giving the mostly debilitated girl a small burst of energy and a spring to her step as they hunted down for the toothless hobo.

He was a filthy, grimy, smelly, deplorable, senile old man who seemingly had difficulty with even basic communication. Calace couldn't help but scowl and remain silent, allowing the others to communicate and haggle with the man for his talismans. There was still a chance that he wasn't even the guy- or even if he was out of these talismans for some reason. Hopefully it could be resolved sooner rather than later. Because she wanted her stats to be improved so she could actually have the energy to run about and explore the town- maybe network with some potential business partners along the way- and eventually reach the level of stardom that people like this Flame Princess has.

"I need to find someone with that Miko class a s a p." Calace spoke quietly, not trying to derail the mission at hand for the others. She wasn't selfish enough to drag some of the others with her to hunt down that temple, at least not this early on. Instead the words were meant for herself as she glanced the perimeter for anyone that might fit that criteria, that way she could b-line for such a person as soon as they got their talismans and starting equipment.

Cacophony Concord

^[Mentions] @Yankee

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^{This is truly peak gamer status.}

"You can seriously just query for classes in this game? I thought this game was supposed to be challenging- stumbling upon classes purely by accident out in the world. Oh well, I guess I'll join that bandwagon since I also have a specific position I wish to fill. Class Search: Low Rank - Healer, Cleric, Priest, or whatever variants are available of such in this region." Calace was quite aware that she went a little overboard with the function, but she wanted to cover all of her bases. Maybe there was some form of notepad function in this game so she could note them down, along with their requirements and locations?

Her lavender sights panned to the scuffle happening between Raime, Lewsuke, and Mags. This was a game- games are meant to be enjoyed- but these people didn't know how the player versus player system worked yet. There was that chance that some douchebag who was a few levels higher could just flag themselves for combat and execute whoever lost the duel. But that would be pretty entertaining to watch, and a good learning experience- which Calace could swoop in and explain why a healer was so necessary and how they should be cherished and respected more than they are.

Ames then offered to swing into town to buy the talismans for the party, which was very considerate of them. Having a designated item-runner was always helpful in these sort of games. While the rest of the group farmed and filled their inventory, the pack-mule would have their inventory loaded with spare items to run to town and vendor them off before returning to the party to refill again. Calace was glad that somebody had already shown potential for such an esteemed role- beaming in their direction because of it. But at the same time, she didn't want to be left behind! Without even realizing it, she was slowly walking towards the ginger-haired figure with stiff outstretched zombie arms.

" D o n ' t l e a v e m e b e h i n d !" Whether Calace was genuinely crying for the majority of the time she had now been in the game, or if she were just putting on airs for attention- she was probably beginning to get on peoples nerves. It was commonplace for her though, and rather than continue stirring that pot, she saw this opportunity to go and explore the game's establishments as a good way to break from the bunch for a while and sightsee. Hell, maybe she could find some of the objectives needed to change into one of those healer roles that would reveal themselves to her?

Cacophony Concord

@ERode, is there any worth in keeping the mage class before b-lining into the healer roles? I'm all for committing to decisions and seeing how they play out- but I don't see the harm in asking that. I'm split on how much worth a healer would have early on versus, how useful an extra DPS would be!

Cacophony Concord

I wants to be healbot.

Cacophony Concord

^[Mentions] @Searat@OwO @TheBoulder

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^{The hour has come- for the greatest healer this world has ever seen to make her rise to fame! Right? Please?...}

"Thank you, Raime, once I've recovered from this condition- pocket heals for eternity." Calace groaned these words out as she leaned on his shoulder and slowly made her way to the mighty boulder o' legend with the rest of the group.

Calace beamed at everyone who got to select their class before her. It was only a matter of time before we had a designated damage sponge, some long-range dps, some mobility, all that was left was her role. You could see it on her face as she braced herself for that moment- her eyes closed and she slowly took light steps through the grass towards the mighty boulder. The small pale arm extended out with an open hand to press the "free shit stone" and she braced herself for the time of choice to be revealed to her.

Welcome, Immortal

You received 20 Silver.

You received Item Pouch (Common).

Class Unlocked!
Warrior
_{+10% HP | +10% STR | +10% END}

Class Unlocked!
Scout
_{+5% MP | +10% SP | +10% AGI | +5% DEX}

Class Unlocked!
Ranger
_{+5% STR | +10% END | +15% DEX}

Class Unlocked!
Mage
_{+20% MP | +5% END | +5% LUC}

"There isn't a healer class? There's two physical DPS classes but not a supportive role? There's a tank, and just a bunch of damage roles- I'm repeating myself but I seem to be at a lapse. This is unbelievable, absolute heresy, unfathomably irritating." Calace looked dumbfounded as she simply stared at the screen that revealed itself to her with an open maw, her expression contorting with confusion every couple of moments as she struggled to come to terms with this new reality.

And then a sigh of defeat was exhumed from her small mouth- and she shook her head as it hung down with defeat. Her hand raised up to brush some loose lavender strands from her face and tuck them behind her right ear, and then that same hand reached out and slowly pressed on the the tab that definitely said Mage. An enormous frown developed on her lips, perhaps an dramatized exaggeration, but in Calace's heart this was the deepest wound that could be inflicted. It had been ten- maybe fifteen years since she had played anything other than a healer or support in any video game. The girl intentionally pigeonholed herself because that was the playstyle that she found the most fulfillment in, and why play these games if you weren't going to attain that fulfillment? Calace's frown would finally develop into a full-fledged scowl as she slid her hand from the mighty boulder and back to her side, dusting the grodey-traitor boulder dust from her palm.

"Guess I'll take the MP% increase for future decisions from the Mage. Don't expect me to cast 'E x p l o s i o n' or anything. So- as soon as I see someone with clerical abilities, I'm going to suck up to them until they tell me where they got them. I don't even care what I have to do! Maybe the currency could be used to buy equipment suitable for a different role, and over time that could unlock them or-"

She turned to look over to Mags, her purple sights squinting and her shoulders raising. "Maybe if you start punching things, you'll get some fist-fighting skills?"

Calace knew she was reaching, but she desperately wanted to maintain that 'fantasy' that she wished to have.