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1) Worldbuilder/storyteller
2) Empath
3) Hebrew
4) INFP
5) Walmart inventory associate
6) RP Veteran
7) Actual Military Veteran
8) Thread-killer

Things you should keep in mind about my RP...

1) If you need me to post, PM me. My memory is awful.
2) No matter how much I may love the source material, I will not join an RP if the Interest Check, IC, or OOC has too many posts. I am not reading all of that. If you want me to join, PM me a summary.
3) I won't even read source material in the Interest Check or OOC sections if the IP is, like, super convoluted, long, or snobbishly formatted. Keep that shit IC. Give me clear and concise posts or I'm gone. I dont have all day to sort through your five different fonts and your 17 paragraphs of setup.

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i like the idea, but are you going to lay out some lore rules? im sure my version of heaven/angels/demons are different than yours, and most others.
I'm interested. I usually play my dimension-invading warlord, but i might change it up. Possibly a mundane nobody
The Tavern owner glared at Hrothgar, "Don't cause a scene in my tavern, and for the gods sake don't make it known that you're recruiting people to fight that mad jester in my tavern! He's insane and he'll kill me and my family for this! Listen, the Jester's minions came into my bar last week and threatened my family with rape, murder, and condemnation to the Mad Hell. He knows that you're coming Barbarian, and he's told me to give you this message. You will find him holed up in the the cave of ghosts deep in the black forest..."


As soon as these words were uttered, the rogue's image flickered ever so briefly, as he vanished from the tavern but left behind an illusion that he was still there. However, even if someone had noticed the flicker, their memory of the momentary reality adjustment would be eaten away until seconds later, they could not recall what strange thing they had thought they witnessed...

Three Days Earlier...

The hellish realm of Malevora was in chaos, once again. However, it was not a slave uprising that had caused it this time, nor a civil war between the gods of hell. Malevora's chief god Dakhon had been exiled by his junior, the dark, psychotic warlord who had earned the horrific title The Infamous by conquering and torturing and slaughtering his way through the multiverse; most educated in extradimensional travel had at least heard of him, but rarely had anyone seen him and escaped to tell the tale, unless he wanted them to.

Once his mentor, Dakhon had become more of a hindrance to The Infamous. Yet, the revolt that had taken place after that unexpected shift was nothing compared to the factions war that had erupted in Malevora once The Infamous' previous-loyal subordinate Alexandra, a human in charge of the spy/assassin guild called The Citadel, turned on him and led the humans and reptilian Skaar Demons against the Malevoran loyalists. But this had sparked something in the hearts of the other subjugated Malevorans. Millions of slaves and soldiers and even some nobles joined forces with others of their respective species and sought more than freedom now, but also the right to rule the dimension of Malevora.

With so many factions vying for power, The Infamous had no choice but to go underground, most of his powers stripped from him by a goddess he'd thought was faithful to him. She turned out to be leading the other pagan gods against the man...and a man he was - mortal.

Fleeing Malevora, The Infamous found himself at the mercy of others, manipulating them into getting him more power and a way to another realm. Though he managed to retain the ability to teleport within planes, he could not teleport or portal out of one. The Infamous traveled to half a dozen worlds before he found this one...

Present

"Maximilian. I am not here to fight." The Infamous said in an slight Irish accent after he teleported into the cave of ghosts deep in the black forest; he was standing in the shadows behind the elven mage. "Do ye know who I am?"
Very D&Dish.

And I didnt mean to force you to write more by talking about Loki, I just assumed that it was a generic Norse Loki that my character could play off of until he got back to his realm.

Also, regarding my next post, I'm working on it but I'm at work and then gotta pick up my brother from school so it might be a few hours till I can post. but I am trying to read everyone else's posts in the meantime.

EDIT: actually i have half an hour before i have to go back to work, so im gonna post now.

EDIT 2: Ok I posted. And dont worry too much about The Infamous' backstory. its not gonna conflict with anything. the gods and hell realms is from another universe, not the one you made. and he doesnt plan on doing anything to Max or Loki. he just wants to talk @aspie3000
I was actually going to make a similar RP months ago, but when I saw how many people were already doing it, I lost interest. I may take the basic idea, but change the character rules.

overheard what the brute had said, and he turned himself slightly to the left so he could eavesdrop. This particular rogue was pretty unassuming, aside from the old scar that someone - or something - had carved across his face. However, at the moment he was not drawing any attention, unlike the barbarian, and that's the way he wanted it, being roguish and all. His green eyes pierced the dimly lit tavern as he eyed each of the patrons and employees carefully.

Ah yes, he'd heard right, hadn't he? The Mad God Loki! In this realm, Loki must be the big cheese, or at least one of them, he surmised. Scratching his unshaven jowl, the dark-haired man lifted his drink to his lips as the large man laid coin upon the counter. This caught his eye, but only for a moment. He didn't need money right now.

The drifter flexed slightly in his black leather vest, bearing his impressive biceps, though they were scarred from battle, or torture, much like his visage. He leaned closer to the two men as they spoke, eager to gain some information about this wicked mage. Perhaps he could offer the pointy-eared clown something in exchange for a meet-and-greet with the grinning git himself.

Another chance to steal Loki's power would be pretty top.
I'm usually roaming the more advanced boards but honestly, this seems like the most interesting and promising RP yet. Very oldschool. Thank you. :)
is this based on a video game or something?

Character Sheet (I'm just basically making me)

Name: Eli McDonnell
Age: 33
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 180 lbs
Picture: Avatar, or


Nationality: American (Irish/Hebrew grandparents)
Backstory:

Skills: (will be assigned to you after you pick an occupation)
Vulnerabilities: (will be assigned to you after you pick an occupation)
Carrying Capacity: (will be assigned to you after you pick an occupation)

Occupations:
Student
*Drifter (pretty short list...)
Police Officer
Sales Rep
Photographer
Track Athlete
Criminal
Hunter
Nurse
Chef
Bartender
Firefighter

Types Of Salvage
Wood
Scrap Metal
Electronic Parts
Raw Food
Scavenged Food
Clean Water
*Weapon Parts
Tobacco
Alcohol
Valuable Item
Mad Max + Supernatural.
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