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9 yrs ago
Happy 10th Anniversary, RolePlayer Guild! Its been one hell of a ride (Definitely didn't misspell that as "help" the first time, and have to re-post it)
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9 yrs ago
Thank the lord for the Roleplay Guild. Otherwise I might actually have to pay attention in lectures
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9 yrs ago
"Remember the times you could have pressed quit - but you hit continue" Hope everyone's having an alright day. If not, I hope things pick up for you
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10 yrs ago
You shot Church, you team killing fucktard!
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10 yrs ago
My sister saw me watching the Co-Optional Podcast and thought I was skyping my friends. How ridiculous! I don't have friends.
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The Dyslexia is strong with this one.

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Sorry for the lack of pretty pictures, I couldn't find one that I liked. Hope you're a fan!

Basic Information

Name: Hayley Toroskos

Nickname/Alias/Etc: Hails/ Princess Pig (By her enemies)

Gender: Female

Age: 19

Height: 5’6

Weight: 300 lbs/21 Stone

Sin: Gluttony

Appearance

Hair Color: Blondish brown

Eye Color: Green

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Physical Appearance: Whilst short in stature, Hayley has a huge, rounded body; with most of her weight resting in her boulder-like stomach. She has sturdy legs, immensely broad hips, and flabby arms. She has slender green eyes that are lost in her chubby chipmunk-like cheeks, full pink lips, and multiple soft chins.

Despite her overly-plump frame and enormous gut, Hayley manages to retain a curvaceous appearance, with a large bulk of her weight favourably position in her rear, breasts, and hips.

Attire: Hayley tends to dress in a fairly relaxed manner, but accessories with ornate jewellery, such as rings and piercings.

Personality

Innate & Outward Personality: Emotionally damaged from a young age, Hayley’s crippling vice is food, and she has always found solace in comfort eating; something which has become an obsession in recent years. Hayley has a dominative personality, and enjoys being in control. Having been picked on her entire life, Hayley now flaunts the dominion she holds, and enjoys inflicting sadistic punishments on those beneath her. She is hot-headed and has a vicious temper, but is not necessarily easily riled up.

Outwardly, Hayley is exceptionally ill-mannered, crude, and foul-mouthed, but when discussing personal or serious matters she will adjust herself accordingly.

Hayley delights in gossip and secrets, and is at home manipulating people and situations for her own enjoyment.

Hobbies/Interests: Eating, Gaming, Singing, Torture, poetry, Gossiping, Skulduggery/Backstabbing, Mindlessly procrastinating, Relaxing.

Skills/Talents: Hayley is a viciously violent young woman, and is capable of inflicting sadistic tortures that others might not have the stomach for. She wields a keen cunning, and is apt at getting inside people’s heads. Whilst not an agile fighter, Hayley possesses ample upper body strength, and is able to wield her gargantuan body to her advantage, making her a fierce opponent.

History/Bio: Born in the bleak English village of Drabstone, Hayley’s family were a clan of Polish/British outsiders who were scrutinised and ridiculed by the savage local community. Hayley spent her earlier childhood in near-povertous conditions, as her father was unskilled and without qualifications, having fled to England to escape his families criminal past.

Unable to live with the poor quality of life his family were suffering through, and the constant harassment from the rest of the village, Hayley’s father eventually returned to his criminal routes, and things soon began to pick up for the family.

Falling in with a particularly unsavoury local crew, Hayley’s father began peddling crystal meth to the violent delinquents who had put his family through hell, and slowly started moving up in the world.

By this time the damage and already been dealt to young Hayley, who had suffered through children chasing her home with cricket bats, throwing bricks through her windows, and a vast arsenal of putrid and vicious verbal insults. Around this time Hayley discovered comfort eating, now that her family could afford to eat properly, and was soon one of the largest girls in her school, which opened her up to a whole new barrage of taunting and mockery.

Hayley’s family eventually moved to a nicer part of the country, where Hayley could be privately educated and live safely. The young girl was still mocked for her size, but nothing that these upper-middle-class children could throw at her held a candle to what she was used to, so she found it easy to ignore them. Whilst Hayley was ridiculed and rejected for her size, her fiery confidence and grim determination attracted other such social castoffs to her, and for the first time in her life Hayley experienced what it was like to have lots of friends, and more importantly to be in control, a feeling which she would grow to thrive off of.

Unfortunately, her father’s underhand dealings eventually caught up with him, and Hayley returned home from a sleep-over at a friend’s one morning to find that her parents had been left bloodied and mutilated by a rival faction, leaving them strung up in their bedrooms. The horrific images would stay burned into Hayley’s brain for the rest of her life, and only served to further fuel her twisted mental state, and her need to gorge on food.

Without parents, Hayley was sent to live with her father’s extended family, Los Serros’ dominant Eastern European crime syndicate; The Bludroveik family.

Whilst Hayley had loved her parents dearly, their well-meaning nature and want of a simple life had put them at odds on occasion, whereas Hayley’s cousins were similarly dark and immoral individuals, who shared her love for an extravagant lifestyle, and treated her as their equal. Attached to one of Los Seros’ major crime families, Hayley was regarded with respect and admiration by all those she came across, a stark contrast to the bullying and ridicule she’d been used to, and began to develop and over-inflated and narcissistic opinion of herself.

The wealth her parents had held was nothing compared to her new families, and Hayley began to indulge every single one of her wants and desires, which the Bludroveik’s openly encouraged. Gorging herself on expensive new foods, Hayley grew to become the biggest she’d ever been in her life.

Graduating her high school with grades that were tampered with by her families’ connections, Hayley went straight into working for her new family, organising the logistics behind money laundering operations, drug deals, weapons trading, and human trafficking.

However, Hayley was permanently hungry in both the literal and metaphorical sense, and was eager to glut herself on more power, wealth, and influence.

Utilising her families most secret connections, Hayley managed to jump on-board with an up-and-coming crew before their emergence, and was a key player in the mass takeover by the now infamous Seven Deadly Sins syndicate.

Striking a deal with her beloved cousins, the Bludroveik’s were soon enveloped by the Seven Deadly Sins, and their operations fell under the syndicate’s control.

Within the syndicate, Hayley has hands in the human trafficking and drug trade, as well as some munitions dealings and racketeering. A sick-minded beast of a woman, Hayley’s merciless tactics and cold uncaring demeanour have earned her a terrifying reputation amongst the criminal underworld.

Relationships

Family: Hayley has a tight loving bond with her cousins, whom she’s always gotten on well with. Despite what some might regard as a forced takeover of their families operations by Hayley, her extended family has nothing but affection for her, and regard her as an ambitious and successful member of their family.
A rather psychotic looking blonde boy came bounding out of the crowd as they made the gradual move up to their dorms, stopping beneath Chantrea’s crate as he passed her.

"Before I go and dump all my shit in my dorm, I'm just going to say, you look beautiful my dear!” he began chirping. The young woman was slightly stunned, but then came to her senses and braced herself for what she expected was most likely following.

“Those curvey legs, that plump figure in such a tight outfit, my god, I will not lie to you my porcine princess, you pull off that outfit with a B+! Just don't eat any hamburgers, okay, dear? Cannibalism is illegal you know~!"

Aaaaaand, there it is.

Chantrea contemplated snapping back with something witty and equally vexing, but the unhinged character soon went skipping off past the rest of the crowd, his blonde mop bobbing up and down, so the young woman decided it was probably best not to.

She’d been putting up with tasteless fat jokes her entire life, and they hardly stung anymore, but the atmosphere in the Sanctum was different in many ways to the above world, one of which was that past prejudices were seemingly forgotten in the closely-knit environment, so it had been a while since Chantrea had had to endure any snide comments about her weight. Whatever. Its not like she needed the approval of kids who looked like they belonged in a straitjacket to feel good about herself.

The dark haired heckler from earlier was next to stop by the pile of boxes which Chantrea was perched atop.

"I think you and I are going to be great friends. Maybe something more." She sneered, blowing her a kiss.

Chantrea watched her walk away, a light flutter of something gently fidgeting about in the pit of her stomach. Oy! Eyes on the prize, Tascroix she inwardly scolded herself.

"By the way, I already had a job," the dark haired girl called back at her.

“What was that? Modelling Victorian fetish gear?” Chantrea shot back, failing to repress a smirk.

She watched the crowd continue to amble past, a great group of teenagers shambling beneath her crates.

I’ll wait for them all to clear off, then I’ll head to the dining room she told herself Might as well get there whilst they’re still serving the good stuff .
@Kingfisher It is heartening to see new interests indeed! :>.

SInce we're on the topic of new things, Might I ask some questions about the setting of the roleplay that we've never discussed before?

>What is the rest of the world outside somabra like? Is everywhere like still as varied in racial diversity as this place? Or is this city uniquely so?

> Is history still the same or has the existence of other races changed things somewhat? Was it always this way?

> Are humans still the most populous race in the world, despite being severely disadvantaged?


The rest of the world is as varied and diverse (more so in some places) than Santa Somabra, with the main difference being that crime is much more prominent here.

The other magical races all evolved alongside humanity, since the very beginning of time, so for the most part history remains th same, just with a larger diversity of species. Some famous/infamous historical figures in our timeline have different species counter parts in the Santa Somabra timeline.

Humans are the most populous race, which is the one advantage they have over the others: Strength in numbers.
I feel like Kessler's got taunting people down to a mind baffling art. Should be interesting!

Ooh, hello new people! :o
Good morning and stuff. *off to read IC*

What is the dorm situation? Group or private?


Private door rooms, although sleeping in your own dorm isn't enforced.


Name: Gary Isaacs
Age: 18
Orientation: Fiercely Heterosexual
Skills: Nick has full mastery over his body clock and can put himself to sleep and wake up at any given time. He also always knows what time it is, because of is his almost supernatural memory and awareness.
This extends to him learning things very quickly, he can pick up skills just by watching them a few times because of his amazing attention to detail.

He also is good at
-Knife combat
-Explosives
-Driving (4 or 2 wheels)

Personality:Nick is brash, hotheaded, obnoxious, and loud. His edgy good looks have also get him the attention of a lot of girls in his enviroment, which has made him incredibly vain and arrogant.
Bio:Nick isnt really a gang member, he's done his fair share of pretty crime and has a few like minded young men in his social circle who cause trouble , and he's fairly handy with a knife or two, but hes not in a gang, he's just a surly young outcast who refuses to grow up. He attended College as a last attempt reform scheme, because of his knowledge of the Electric guitar he naturally chose to study music, in a practical sense, he is doing well in college, but in terms of everything else....its yet to been seen.
Other:
He likes Girls, Guitars, Cool Knives, BMX, Underground Hip Hop, Snowboarding, Petty Crime, First Person Shooters, Nachos, Freedom.
and he Dislikes Real guns, Education, Pasta, Church, Soft Rock, Credit Cards, Anime, Cops.


Not sure if he's called Garry or Nick, but he's accepted!

@Happy Go Lucky Accepted! Bonus points for the Jim Sterling. Please move Kessler's CS into the character sheet tab.
Sorry, my computer was being stupid all day and I just now fixed it enough to go on the internet for extended amounts of time without some malware popping up. -___- I don't even know where I got it!!


No need to apologies, my friend! I hope you've managed to sort the problem out.

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I'll get to that as soon as Shadow responds because it seems rude to not even give her a chance to come back at me XD.


I can imagine Darius insulting her and then just going "Teheheheh!" and running off to his dorm room and shutting the door behind him.
Greed and Gluttony are both available! I'll make the OOC tonight and we can start with the Character sheets.


Awesome sauce! Is there anything specific about our character's that we should know before making them (past experiences within the Seven Deadly Sins etc), or are they complete blank slates to do with as we envision them?
The game's afoot! If everybody gets setteled into their dorm rooms, then we can start moving things along, and I can share the details of the first mission with you all *squeals*.
“Uhm…Vaht iz your name?”

The speaker was unusual to say the least; its hair was all miss-matched, its eyes were a mixture of colours –standing out even amongst the large shuffling crowd-, and what appeared to be antlers were protruding from its head. Fascinating .

A slick smile creased Chantrea’s lips, lining her chubby face. “Outwardly simplistic and crude, but with larger implications: I like it.” She laughed sharply “I’ll tell you what, sweetheart; let’s stick with ‘Tas’ for now, and if you make it past your first assignment I’ll give you my full name, and tell you about my love of rock operas. Same goes for the rest of you.”

"Yeah, I have a question," a dark haired girl dressed in a Victorian-esq fashion trend that had been all the rave about six years ago spoke up. "Why is it that we had to do your master's dirty work? Is he too chicken to come out and do it himself?"

Chantrea frowned inwardly. I can see where this is going…

"And why the hell are you out here greeting us rather than your boss? You can't be much older than any of us, so obviously you're a student. There's no one else with you, which means that you aren't liked that much." She continued in her lazy drawl. At least this one’s perceptive, that’s a nice change of pace.

"What is your boss hiding and why is he hiding behind you?" The girl finished, tapping some kind of knife against her chin ponderously.

"What a funny way to show that you don't play by the rules, are you that hungry for trouble... or do you just not want to be here?" Remarked a hooded figure from somewhere off in the side of the crowd.

Chantrea laughed at that. “I’m gonna have to second the Nazgûl over here”. She turned swiftly, addressing the dark haired girl first.

“Honey, d’you know what the average life expectancy for a member of the Bloody Embrace is?” Chantrea chirped with mock sweetness “There’s a reason why all the stories about our organization paint us as being the stuff of nightmares: All the shit one’s don’t make it past their first assignment.”

She paused for a moment, letting her statement hang on the air.

“When I was brought in I was with a group of seventeen, all new recruits like you lot. Four of us made it past our first mission, and only two of us made it out of our second.”

Chantrea moved a lock of scarlet/blonde hair out of her vision.

“My point is, the Headmaster doesn’t have time to come down here and greet every newbie that hops off of the meat wagon. Basically, he’s got more important shit to do. I’m out here greeting you cause someone up top hates me, and either thinks I’ve got nothing better to do with my time than break in the green kids, or doesn’t care. As to why you have to do my ‘masters’, ehmm, ‘dirty work’; You’ve been given a job opportunity…if you don’t want to do the work involved then accepting it was a pretty fucking stupid thing to do, sweet cheeks.”

Chantrea gave the dark haired girl one last lingering glance. I wonder if I’ve still got a corset like that lying around somewhere she wondered.

She turned her attention to the hooded figure.

“You seem alright, kid.” She gave him a quick light-hearted wink for good measure.

“Alright, Benders!” The young woman barked, turning her attention back to the crowd “You’ve only got half an hour to settle in and the clock is tick tick ticking, so go find your rooms and dump your stuff.”

I'm thinking about jumping in on this... I have a pretty bad-ass cage-fighter human I'm itching to use...

I also have a pretty bad-ass vampire cop that hates his entire race and who he is too...

Hmm... decisions, decisions.


Both ideas sound pretty rad, although we've yet to see anyone from the cage fighting side of Santa Somabra, so that would be pretty cool.

It might be me and my imagination but the IC is disturbingly quiet as of recently, is there something bothering the players who haven't posted?


I think a few people are drifting off, which is why its nice to see newcomers express interest
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