Little Bill

Ardacia

@DeadBeatWalking Dibs

@bloonewb

There's no dibs, sheets are accepted by how good they are rather than which is first.

I believe Julius expressed interest first. There is another somewhat inactive player, though, isn't there?

@The Nexerus

Mchaggis is unable to connect to the pad due to irl stuff, but she is still here, with a more isolationist country than most.

Ardacia

Due to our player for The Sylvain leaving the site for more than a week, the western portion of the map is now open.
@bloonewb @JuliusCaesar

Game of Thrones Inspired NRP (Accepting one more!)

Bumping due to the newfound open space. One of our players has gone missing, so the midwestern portion of the map is now up for grabs.

•HAGAKURE•

"Perfect!" Hisao crept out from his mat, hopping towards Ryotaro and Xiubao, eyeing them up and down. Before he had the chance to say anything, the stillness was interrupted by the screech of the guard's wooden stools, as they pulled them further from the cells to discuss their plans, which mostly seemed to involve drinking.

Hisao shifted towards Ryotaro, standing up for a moment, wobbling, before slumping backwards. "Hey boy," Hisao began, looking up at the imposing delinquent as he sat. He and Ibiki were illuminated in the vague moonlight, and their respective emaciated frames and hollowed cheekbones made them seem all the more skeletal in the darkness of the cell. "You seem like a strapping young'n. Wanna help us out with something?" He leaned forward, whispering his last words as if he were about to deliver a punchline. "Me and my associate have been discussing a plan involving three men and a loose metal pole." He paused, rubbing his hands together, before noticing a distinct change in Ryotaro's expression.

"Not like that."

The guards had long since left the jailhouse though they still patrolled the exterior, or at least, attempted to appear so through their drunkenness. They walked leaning on one another, slowly encircling the jailhouse, frequently pausing to laugh or continue a story or drink more, rather than the imperial-mandated figure eight guards were supposed to uphold. Endoyuki was far enough from Imperials that they only ever had to deal with them when they dropped off prisoners, and even they were little more than armed transport rather than guards.

Hisao, Ryotaro, and Ibiki had since begrudgingly tied their shirts together as part of Ibiki's "Plan", though Ibiki suggested they may have only been using three fourths of the needed material. Still, three shirts it was, tied together to form a loop around the bar, long enough to reach the other end of the cramped cell. Satisfied with the craftsmanship of their rope, he took a few steps closer to the bars and turned to give his companions a short rundown. He knew he was capable, and he knew Hisao was at least mostly capable, though the efficiency of a pretty white-haired maiden and a growling thug seemed questionable. He felt tinges of guilt, recalling his training, gulping the knot in his throat.

"Alright, Hisao-san will be the anchor at the back, the rest of us have to pull at the same time so our rope doesn't break, got it?" Ibiki whispered, tightening his hands around the loop of shirts. The darkness hid his skinny frame and shirtlessness, making him sound fairly commanding and experienced for someone so malnourished.

"On the count of three, we pull."

"Whatever you say." One murmured.

"Sounds good!" The other cheered.

_One,
Two,
Three!

Ardacia

@DeadBeatWalking Is there still room in this RP?

@bloonewb

Good question. One of our players hasn't logged on in a while, so I might reopen shortly. If @Macro reaches "Seen 8 Days Ago", the space where The Sylvain is will open up.

Facility Escape RP I'll Name Later

If you know me, you know I love me some half-assed interest checks. Here's what I got so far.

Basic Plot Outline

You're all test subjects in an island laboratory owned by a man who is more or less a supervillain. You will not kill him, or ever meet him, and he does not know you exist. In fact, you don't really have powers, or complete sentience. You're halfway between a lab animal and a human test subject, a living example of the ugly halfway points between an experiment and an invention. Specifically, your character is a human with increased physical capabilities and decreased mental abilities. In case anyone wants to know how decreased, the scientists have nicknamed the laboratories and zoo-like sections of the island you and your ilk are confined to as "The Cavemen Corner". Your speech is about as complex as the incredible hulk, and you probably can't comprehend computers, holograms, and videos as unreal. Me tarzan, you Jane. The whole shebang. God giveth and God taketh away, and you have certainly been compensated in what he has giveth you.

I haven't thought of a name for the species player characters will be, but they're essentially prototype supersoldiers who have small levels of animal-genes. They have the muscle-control and sprinting capabilities of a cheetah, for example, meaning that they can curve their spine mid-step to turn 90 degrees in a split second. Like great white sharks, they can smell bleeding from great distances and pick off weaker assailants, and like chimpanzees, they communicate and work as a team to accomplish goals.

Anyway, they escape.

Concepts

So, the biggest and most inflexible aspect of this idea is the page-based system of events to keep you guys interested. Page one begins with our characters escaping their facility, whereas reaching Page 2 means that the entire island is aware of their escape and is on the lookout, the first post of page three means that other prototype-being have been sent to catch the characters, and so on.

By the end of Page 5, I'd like for all of the characters to either be dead or have escaped, or more likely, a mix of the two. I don't want this to go on indefinitely because for one, I think five pages is enough space to have impactful character development in characters as smart as monkeys, and because I'm busy with other RPs and life.

Setting

Haven't thought of a name for the company either, but it's essentially a front for a literal supervillain's evil genius experiments. They're evil because they're a corporation in a sci-fi roleplay, and also because they made animal-people, and the appeal to nature dictates how decidedly not groovy that is. I don't have a name for them yet, but they might as well have been called There's Shit We're Not Telling You Ltd.

Caveman Corner, as the scientists performing tests on you call it, is a bubble environment on a large island made out of indestructible transparent sci-fi material. I'll name it and what it's made out of later, but we all know it's just a giant hunger games bubble, so let's be real here. Caveman corner is a big artificial forest with germ-free tap water rivers, nutrient enriched flora and fauna, and a sky that can be changed to nighttime or stormy in an instant if there is a need for the test subjects to return to their nests. At the start of the RP, the test subjects have discovered a breach in the wall to the rest of the facility, which is divided by an impassible wall (At least at first) separating the much larger abandoned section of the island from the rest of the testing facility, which is a pretty generic aperture enrichment center ripoff. Our characters will probably be traversing through the abandoned part, which still probably has fucked up rusty robots and protoprototypes to look out for.

Themes

Measuring Humanity -- The characters are referred to as "cavemen", the earliest forms of humans, and live in a tight-knit group that sleeps together in a nest to keep warm, and paint with berries on cave walls and trees as a form of creative expression. Their opponents, the science facility, have few problems hunting them down because they're not human, though the scientists wear face-concealing helmets, live in sterile, fluorescent-lit environments, and create life out of chemicals, proteins, and frozen egg cells. This brings up the question, which side is more human?

I have a few more in mind, but I'll write 'em up later.

Inspirations

I'll get descriptions up later, but these works of fiction all have a lot of the same themes I'm going for.

We3
Oryx and Crake
The Secret of Nimh
Watchers

Facility Escape

If you know me, you know I love me some half-assed interest checks. Here's what I got so far.

Basic Plot Outline

You're all test subjects in an island laboratory owned by a man who is more or less a supervillain. You will not kill him, or ever meet him, and he does not know you exist. In fact, you don't really have powers, or complete sentience. You're halfway between a lab animal and a human test subject, a living example of the ugly halfway points between an experiment and an invention. Specifically, your character is a human with increased physical capabilities and decreased mental abilities. In case anyone wants to know how decreased, the scientists have nicknamed the laboratories and zoo-like sections of the island you and your ilk are confined to as "The Cavemen Corner". Your speech is about as complex as the incredible hulk, and you probably can't comprehend computers, holograms, and videos as unreal. Me tarzan, you Jane. The whole shebang. God giveth and God taketh away, and you have certainly been compensated in what he has giveth you.

I haven't thought of a name for the species player characters will be, but they're essentially prototype supersoldiers who have small levels of animal-genes. They have the muscle-control and sprinting capabilities of a cheetah, for example, meaning that they can curve their spine mid-step to turn 90 degrees in a split second. Like great white sharks, they can smell bleeding from great distances and pick off weaker assailants, and like chimpanzees, they communicate and work as a team to accomplish goals.

Anyway, they escape.

Concepts

So, the biggest and most inflexible aspect of this idea is the page-based system of events to keep you guys interested. Page one begins with our characters escaping their facility, whereas reaching Page 2 means that the entire island is aware of their escape and is on the lookout, the first post of page three means that other prototype-being have been sent to catch the characters, and so on.

By the end of Page 5, I'd like for all of the characters to either be dead or have escaped, or more likely, a mix of the two. I don't want this to go on indefinitely because for one, I think five pages is enough space to have impactful character development in characters as smart as monkeys, and because I'm busy with other RPs and life.

Setting

Haven't thought of a name for the company either, but it's essentially a front for a literal supervillain's evil genius experiments. They're evil because they're a corporation in a sci-fi roleplay, and also because they made animal-people, and the appeal to nature dictates how decidedly not groovy that is. I don't have a name for them yet, but they might as well have been called There's Shit We're Not Telling You Ltd.

Caveman Corner, as the scientists performing tests on you call it, is a bubble environment on a large island made out of indestructible transparent sci-fi material. I'll name it and what it's made out of later, but we all know it's just a giant hunger games bubble, so let's be real here. Caveman corner is a big artificial forest with germ-free tap water rivers, nutrient enriched flora and fauna, and a sky that can be changed to nighttime or stormy in an instant if there is a need for the test subjects to return to their nests. At the start of the RP, the test subjects have discovered a breach in the wall to the rest of the facility, which is divided by an impassible wall (At least at first) separating the much larger abandoned section of the island from the rest of the testing facility, which is a pretty generic aperture enrichment center ripoff. Our characters will probably be traversing through the abandoned part, which still probably has fucked up rusty robots and protoprototypes to look out for.

Themes

Measuring Humanity -- The characters are referred to as "cavemen", the earliest forms of humans, and live in a tight-knit group that sleeps together in a nest to keep warm, and paint with berries on cave walls and trees as a form of creative expression. Their opponents, the science facility, have few problems hunting them down because they're not human, though the scientists wear face-concealing helmets, live in sterile, fluorescent-lit environments, and create life out of chemicals, proteins, and frozen egg cells. This brings up the question, which side is more human?

I have a few more in mind, but I'll write 'em up later.

Inspirations

I'll get descriptions up later, but these works of fiction all have a lot of the same themes I'm going for.

We3
Oryx and Crake
The Secret of Nimh
Watchers

Ardacia

IC will be up Friday, so get any last-minute details to your sheets like marriage pacts done.

Game of Thrones

Hider

•HAGAKURE•

<Snipped quote by DeadBeatWalking>

am i still allowed to join or no since i haven't finished the CS yet?

@Apokalipse

Sorry, four is the highest I'd like to go. If anyone drops out, I'll PM you in the future about an opening.