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Mori
Mori nodded back at Carlson, feeling relieved that she wasn't the only one with strange sensations around there. She then immediately looked around for Omegas, and called for Kalib, who was standing nearby. ''Kalib, gather the others. Something is up,'' was all she said to him, and knew it was enough. In her eyes, Kalib was a good Omega, who took his job pretty seriously. Compared to Fay, Mori practically adored him. And speaking of her least favourite pack member, Fay was still outside with those Russian folks.
Or not, as it turned out. The moment Mori rushed out of the bar, the troublesome thresome was already gone. ''Damn it!'' she growled through her teeth, and advanced toward the two wolves, and a stranger. ''Fayth!'' Mori never called Fay by her full name, unless the situation was darn serious. And that was something that both of them were very well aware of, which often served as some sort of a secret code for being in trouble. ''Everything all right here?'' she asked with sound authority in her voice, glancing from Fay to Stephen, and then to another man standing beside them, whom she also hasn't seen before. Her eyes stayed upon him, carefully scaning his presence. She couldn't tell if he, too, was connected to the threesome, because she got there only after Mr. Muscles drove off, leaving this guy behind.
Mori nodded back at Carlson, feeling relieved that she wasn't the only one with strange sensations around there. She then immediately looked around for Omegas, and called for Kalib, who was standing nearby. ''Kalib, gather the others. Something is up,'' was all she said to him, and knew it was enough. In her eyes, Kalib was a good Omega, who took his job pretty seriously. Compared to Fay, Mori practically adored him. And speaking of her least favourite pack member, Fay was still outside with those Russian folks.
Or not, as it turned out. The moment Mori rushed out of the bar, the troublesome thresome was already gone. ''Damn it!'' she growled through her teeth, and advanced toward the two wolves, and a stranger. ''Fayth!'' Mori never called Fay by her full name, unless the situation was darn serious. And that was something that both of them were very well aware of, which often served as some sort of a secret code for being in trouble. ''Everything all right here?'' she asked with sound authority in her voice, glancing from Fay to Stephen, and then to another man standing beside them, whom she also hasn't seen before. Her eyes stayed upon him, carefully scaning his presence. She couldn't tell if he, too, was connected to the threesome, because she got there only after Mr. Muscles drove off, leaving this guy behind.
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@Polyurethane I like your CS. You are accepted. Welcome aboard! :)
Name: Dominick O'Conell
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Background: On the day of the Purge Dom was stuck in the jail cell of the local Police station, being charged with a car theft and an assault on the police officer. Of course, he thought he did nothing wrong. So, he stole someone's car, what's the big deal? The town was full of them, anyway. But while he was sitting on the ground of that stinky old cell, whistling a melody of a song he couldn't remember the name of, the weirdest thing happened. The cell door that had an electronic lock on it suddenely opened, and the station was left in complete darkness. The power was off, along with the emergency power system that's supposed to be working during a blackout. Dom didn't think about it twice, and took the opportunity of breaking out, only to find out that he was completely alone. No officers to be found, hell, no sign of anything brutal going on. Just silence. He bursted out on the streets, and faced what seemed to be a ghost town. No pedestrians, no signs of possible apocalypse... it all looked like everybody just disappeared, and he was the only one left. But why him? And where did all the people go? Was it all just a dream?
He decided to head south, boldly stole a police car (although he couldn't really steal anything if there was no one to steal from), and drove 100 miles to the nearest city, hoping its population of 300.000 people was still the same. However, it was not. The once busy city was now another ghost town. Although, taking free gas and free food at all the gas stations was pretty fun, the feeling of isolation soon began to creep in. He wasn't stupid. And as a street thug and common criminal, he knew that power was always in the numbers. Sure he was more of a lone wolf, when it came to socializing, but being alone in the crowd and being literally the only person left on this world were two completely different things. However, as he continued to roam the empty city of New Orleans, he came across a few others, who seemed to survive whatever happened on the February 22th, 2022. His knowledge of living in the streets, stealing stuff, burglaring, picking the locks, and overall enduring the brutal sides of life soon proved to be exactly what a group of confused and terrified souls needed in order to survive the New World.
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Background: On the day of the Purge Dom was stuck in the jail cell of the local Police station, being charged with a car theft and an assault on the police officer. Of course, he thought he did nothing wrong. So, he stole someone's car, what's the big deal? The town was full of them, anyway. But while he was sitting on the ground of that stinky old cell, whistling a melody of a song he couldn't remember the name of, the weirdest thing happened. The cell door that had an electronic lock on it suddenely opened, and the station was left in complete darkness. The power was off, along with the emergency power system that's supposed to be working during a blackout. Dom didn't think about it twice, and took the opportunity of breaking out, only to find out that he was completely alone. No officers to be found, hell, no sign of anything brutal going on. Just silence. He bursted out on the streets, and faced what seemed to be a ghost town. No pedestrians, no signs of possible apocalypse... it all looked like everybody just disappeared, and he was the only one left. But why him? And where did all the people go? Was it all just a dream?
He decided to head south, boldly stole a police car (although he couldn't really steal anything if there was no one to steal from), and drove 100 miles to the nearest city, hoping its population of 300.000 people was still the same. However, it was not. The once busy city was now another ghost town. Although, taking free gas and free food at all the gas stations was pretty fun, the feeling of isolation soon began to creep in. He wasn't stupid. And as a street thug and common criminal, he knew that power was always in the numbers. Sure he was more of a lone wolf, when it came to socializing, but being alone in the crowd and being literally the only person left on this world were two completely different things. However, as he continued to roam the empty city of New Orleans, he came across a few others, who seemed to survive whatever happened on the February 22th, 2022. His knowledge of living in the streets, stealing stuff, burglaring, picking the locks, and overall enduring the brutal sides of life soon proved to be exactly what a group of confused and terrified souls needed in order to survive the New World.
THE GREAT PURGE
Location: New Orleans, Louisiana, United States, 2022
Unknown cosmic force wipes out 80% of Earth's population, leaving no bodies behind. People are just...gone. Those who stayed are left in remains of once modern and technologically advanced civilization. Electricity is off, since all the wires and power stations (including emergency ones) have been fried by the cosmic wave. The towns and the cities are left in the dark. Those remaining seemingly untouched soon began to realize that they are all about the same age – 20 to 30 years. They are scattered across the globe, and for some it takes days before they come across another survivor. People being robbed of their former lives began to unite into small groups, soon recognized as the Tribes, just to maximize their chances of survival. The smartest ones soon inhabit the malls, where they have free access to all life's necessities – food, clothing, medicine... However, supplies are not unlimited. Fresh food that needs refrigerating goes bad first, and whatever's left cannot feed all of them forever. People are getting desperate. Some decide to fight another tribe to win control of their food resources, others try to reconnect with their primal instincts and learn how to grow vegetables and hunt wild animals, and others try to understand what happened and figure out a way to reverse the Purge.
This RP will revolve around one group of 4 – 6 people, who form a Tribe known as the Mall Hounds. I will play a leader of this tribe. Apart from the obvious - trying to survive the new world - the RP will be also focused on the conflicts between the Tribe's members. So yeah, you can bring in romance, hatred, rivality, betrayal, envy...anything.
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BASIC RULES
- First and most obvious - my word is law
- One-liners are forbidden. I know we can all manage to write at least two paragraphs.
- I like focusing on character development, so I encourage you all to do the same.
- Keep it realistic. This isn't meant to be a Sci-fi fantasy, although it does contain some elements that are unlikely to happen in RL (like the fact that 80% of population could one day just wanish from the face of the Earth)
- I may be adding some rules as I see fit later
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CHARACTER SHEET FORM
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Background:
Location: New Orleans, Louisiana, United States, 2022
Unknown cosmic force wipes out 80% of Earth's population, leaving no bodies behind. People are just...gone. Those who stayed are left in remains of once modern and technologically advanced civilization. Electricity is off, since all the wires and power stations (including emergency ones) have been fried by the cosmic wave. The towns and the cities are left in the dark. Those remaining seemingly untouched soon began to realize that they are all about the same age – 20 to 30 years. They are scattered across the globe, and for some it takes days before they come across another survivor. People being robbed of their former lives began to unite into small groups, soon recognized as the Tribes, just to maximize their chances of survival. The smartest ones soon inhabit the malls, where they have free access to all life's necessities – food, clothing, medicine... However, supplies are not unlimited. Fresh food that needs refrigerating goes bad first, and whatever's left cannot feed all of them forever. People are getting desperate. Some decide to fight another tribe to win control of their food resources, others try to reconnect with their primal instincts and learn how to grow vegetables and hunt wild animals, and others try to understand what happened and figure out a way to reverse the Purge.
This RP will revolve around one group of 4 – 6 people, who form a Tribe known as the Mall Hounds. I will play a leader of this tribe. Apart from the obvious - trying to survive the new world - the RP will be also focused on the conflicts between the Tribe's members. So yeah, you can bring in romance, hatred, rivality, betrayal, envy...anything.
_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________
BASIC RULES
- First and most obvious - my word is law
- One-liners are forbidden. I know we can all manage to write at least two paragraphs.
- I like focusing on character development, so I encourage you all to do the same.
- Keep it realistic. This isn't meant to be a Sci-fi fantasy, although it does contain some elements that are unlikely to happen in RL (like the fact that 80% of population could one day just wanish from the face of the Earth)
- I may be adding some rules as I see fit later
______________________________________________________________________________________________________________
CHARACTER SHEET FORM
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Background:
Woah, I thought this was a dead end, but it seems not. I'm going to open an OOC thread now, and you are welcome to post your CSs there :)
Ill have something up soon. Im having a hard time finding a pic that matches the character im making
Ha, I feel you! I've been dealing with the same thing yesterday, when I couldn't find any Sorceress with some decent clothes on.
And how is everyone else doing? @Dead Cruiser,@CyborgMerlin? You still in or...? Don't want to pressure, just checking if you guys are still on board :)
Mori
Did it only seem or was the bar really unusually loud that night? Sure, it was a rush hour, like every other month before the full moon. A pack of wolves ordering drinks, and causing minor troubles that come with that, then some other human locals, who were also more or less regular costumers in the bar. In all that crazy bunch, Mori noticed three fairy new visitors, who on a first glance seem to know each other. And yet they did not make an entrance together. That guy, who soon became the center of all the attention, bursting in the bar covered in blood, and then Mr. Muscles, as Fay called him, drinking water, while everyone around him was indulging in the mind numbing liquid. He sure seemed like a dream date for Mori, but judging from herself, she knew that you should never trust a man who does not drink alcohol, because they are probably up to something.
She lost herself in thought with scanning the mysterious threesome, and completely overhead Fay's words about her not being fun due to drinking juice. When she finally got her drink, she realized all the fun had already moved outside, with the three strangers gone, and of course Fay, who seemed to take control of the situation pretty well. Strangely enough, that didn't bother Mori at all, what bothered her was the fact that Carlson was giving all the attention to Anton, who did what she knew best – victimize herself with overdrinking, and then getting all the attention for it.
''Carlson!'' she called for her partner, who didn't seem to hear her the first time. ''God dammit, Carlson!'' she called for him again, and then walked herself right next to him, right at the moment Antony managed to get away from his norturing grip. ''Something's up,'' she said through her teeth, looking at Carlson to see if he was monitoring his surroundings at all. ''Something is not right here. I can feel it.''
Did it only seem or was the bar really unusually loud that night? Sure, it was a rush hour, like every other month before the full moon. A pack of wolves ordering drinks, and causing minor troubles that come with that, then some other human locals, who were also more or less regular costumers in the bar. In all that crazy bunch, Mori noticed three fairy new visitors, who on a first glance seem to know each other. And yet they did not make an entrance together. That guy, who soon became the center of all the attention, bursting in the bar covered in blood, and then Mr. Muscles, as Fay called him, drinking water, while everyone around him was indulging in the mind numbing liquid. He sure seemed like a dream date for Mori, but judging from herself, she knew that you should never trust a man who does not drink alcohol, because they are probably up to something.
She lost herself in thought with scanning the mysterious threesome, and completely overhead Fay's words about her not being fun due to drinking juice. When she finally got her drink, she realized all the fun had already moved outside, with the three strangers gone, and of course Fay, who seemed to take control of the situation pretty well. Strangely enough, that didn't bother Mori at all, what bothered her was the fact that Carlson was giving all the attention to Anton, who did what she knew best – victimize herself with overdrinking, and then getting all the attention for it.
''Carlson!'' she called for her partner, who didn't seem to hear her the first time. ''God dammit, Carlson!'' she called for him again, and then walked herself right next to him, right at the moment Antony managed to get away from his norturing grip. ''Something's up,'' she said through her teeth, looking at Carlson to see if he was monitoring his surroundings at all. ''Something is not right here. I can feel it.''
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